That is what we c- call sarcasm... [ He trails off as Aventurine does start to beg him and it makes his dick throb, unable to hold himself back any longer. His hands dig into Aventurine's hips as the coiled tail around him keep them pressed together, hilted as deep inside as he can go. Ratio groans. ] I need to- to move. I need to fuck you. [ He mutters, angling his hips just enough to barely thrust out and in, pumping his cock harder into Aventurine's slit. Low sounds escape the back of his throat with each rock of their hips together, quickly losing himself to how good fucking him feels. ]