[ He wants to fuck Aventurine hard enough to interrupt his annoying attempts at talking, pulling out his hips and snapping them back in to elicit more of those sweet moans out of him instead. ] I intend to mark you, and not only with my scent. [ Ratio picks up to a punishing pace, gripping Aventurine's hips to pull him onto his dick. And he's so tight that Ratio feels himself nearing the edge, especially as Aventurine says his name. ] You know which name I want to hear, Aventurine. [ He leans in to claim his mouth with another kiss before he can say anything else, though. ]