...doctor. [ he walks over and picks up the book, so he can drop into his lap. ] I gave him a taste of his own medicine. I smashed an egg on him and made him endure what it's like to have Harmony invading your mind and forcing your hand.
[ Well, that's one way to get his attention. He rests his hands on Aventurine's hips. ] And how did he take that? I have a feeling it isn't going to help our case.
Because it must have felt like he was mindfucking himself… it was wholly satisfying. I didn’t tell him about you, but he’s bound to find out. It’s not like the information about those present is hidden. [ he sags against him, closing his eyes, because he’s got a massive headache from breaking so many eggs. ] How should we do this… he’s definitely upset about being lied to. I don’t mind taking all that heat, so you can start off on the right foot. Or at least try.
I'm less concerned about the now and more concerned about the distant future, should we return home and have to deal with the consequences.
[ He holds Aventurine against him, idly rubbing circles into his back. ] Though I don't intend to change my behavior for that man's sake. Even if he's angry, he'll be powerless here for a while.
...assuming we remember what transpired here. We could all go home and forget any of this ever happened. [ not that he hopes that's the case, but if he ends up forgetting the relationship that's been built, then he'll just have to worm his way back into ratio's heart. ] He's not thrilled about what happened in Penacony. I think he'll get over it. We're all in the same 'boat', and yeah... he's at a disadvantage, although I'm wondering what his Wrath monster form could possibly be.
I could make an educated guess on what it looks like. That is a rather annoying team for him to be on, however.
Sunday does not simply "get over" things, but he may start to begrudgingly tolerate us. Much of his power was from his influence, and he has none of that here. There's very little he can do to us.
I'm still not thrilled about having the Harmony inside of my head. [ mindfucking him and influencing him. ] I gave him a taste of that earlier. I doubt he'll ever forget it.
Heh. [ he cups his cheek as he nuzzles the other. ] If he’s smart he’ll avoid retaliating. I pay my debts… with interest. [ shuts his eyes. ] But enough about him… [ he wanted to give ratio a heads up and he did. ] Could you do me a favor, doc?
[ he should tell him he doesn’t remember all that much, because of all the eggs he broke, but instead he just kisses him again, ] Do you think I could convince you to spread me open like that book you were reading…
...ah. I should have guessed it would be something like that.
[ His hands slide down to rest on Aventurine's ass instead of his waist. ] I'm sure you could figure something out. You are very convincing, aren't you?
...it's not like we've gotten much time to ourselves lately. You even said it yourself. And as much as I would love to leave you to read I want some attention [ now that ratio's holding his ass he moves his hands to his shoulders and grinds into him. ] and I'm sure you do too. We should take advantage, Veritas.
How needy. [ He exhales in what might be a laugh, kneading his hands against Aventurine's ass. ]
The books here are made up of nonsense only an idiot would try to decipher, anyway. I don't need that much convincing. This is surely a better use of my time.
For you, doctor, ...always. [ he presses back into his hands. ] I bet you, of all people, could find the one or two books worth reading in the library... but, mm, I agree~ this... me, I'm a better use of your time. How about it, Alpha, will you fuck me?
Alpha... [ His tone sounds derisive as he repeats it, but with Aventurine in his lap it's difficult to deny what it does to his dick. ] You do take up too much of my time. Even when you aren't around, I...
[ He stops, cutting himself short as he grinds Aventurine down on him, undoing the front of his pants. ] And how do you want it, demanding little Omega? Do you want to ride me..? Or would you rather I flip you around and fuck you into this chair?
...mm, and you're my Alpha. [ he kisses the corner of ratio's mouth as he talks, his lips quirking into a smile as he's forced to grind his thoughts to a screeching halt. ] What? What? Don't keep me in suspense, doc. [ he can't help but to laugh when ratio just... moves on, undoing the front of his pants and teasing him. ] I am demanding. Greedy, even, and it's all for you, Alpha. [ kisses him again. ] Fuck me into this chair. Break it, and then break me.
[ He does move on, because he's not letting Aventurine hear what he was about to say, and it's easy enough to distract him. ] I should have guessed. [ Ratio hooks Aventurine's legs around him and quickly flips them so he can pin him roughly back down into the chair. He presses a kiss back against Aventurine's lips, tugging his pants down to better palm at his crotch. ] Are you going to be good, then..?
Hah. Now now, doc, you know me so well already… [ that, yes, he should have been able to guess. he makes a surprised noise as he’s flipped onto the chair, even though he knew it was coming. ] Mmmmmahhh ~💛 [ he lifts his hips toward ratio’s palm. ] Good, me~, of course. I’m always good, doc.
Factually incorrect. You know how much I hate lying, don't you..? [ He rubs his palm against Aventurine's cock, leaning in to capture his lips in a very possessive kiss. ] I want you to be honest. [ His hand slides down from his crotch towards his hole, pressing his finger against it and gently slipping inside to start to stretch him. ] Or should I punish you, instead?
[ this is hot. he's not even sure what is making this so fucken hot, but... he's into it. he digs his fingers into the sides of the chair and rocks up toward his palm. ] Honest. [ he groans into his mouth. ] I might like causing trouble, doc, but... give me this. I need you. [ he gives him another kiss, deepening it instantly and using his tongue to probe ratio's mouth as he, himself, is stretched open. ]
[ He opens his mouth for Aventurine's tongue as he continues to stretch him open, his fingers thrusting with a slow, methodical pace. ] How could I deny you when you ask so prettily, gambler..? [ Ratio withdraws his fingers only so he can undo his own pants to stroke his cock, not that he needs much more preparation. He's hard, lining himself up with Aventurine's hole with a more subdued impatience, rocking his hips to slide himself against Aventurine's thighs. ] But you forgot to call me alpha.
Veritas, Veri... [ he continues moaning and rutting like a bitch in heat, because he's just that desperate for ratio's dick. ] I'll ask however you like if you promise to fuck me. [ his eyes dip to watch as ratio strokes himself harder, his breathing hitching in anticipation. ] Hah, forgive me, Alpha. I won't forget in the future. [ he presses back against him, his own dick weeping with precum. ] Fuck me fuck me fuck me Alpha.
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Gambler; ...pity.
[ a portal opens in his room and aventurine steps out. ] Hey doc.
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[ He's seated in the chair in his room, one of the nonsense Shadowpeaks books in his lap. ]
How did your reunion go?
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[ He holds Aventurine against him, idly rubbing circles into his back. ] Though I don't intend to change my behavior for that man's sake. Even if he's angry, he'll be powerless here for a while.
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Sunday does not simply "get over" things, but he may start to begrudgingly tolerate us. Much of his power was from his influence, and he has none of that here. There's very little he can do to us.
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Begrudgingly tolerate him.
I'm still not thrilled about having the Harmony inside of my head. [ mindfucking him and influencing him. ] I gave him a taste of that earlier. I doubt he'll ever forget it.
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...I would say perhaps he's learned his lesson after that, but I believe that's not very likely. You should be wary about any retaliation.
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[ He tilts his head into Aventurine's hand, curious. ] Depends. What kind of favor is it?
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[ His hands slide down to rest on Aventurine's ass instead of his waist. ] I'm sure you could figure something out. You are very convincing, aren't you?
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The books here are made up of nonsense only an idiot would try to decipher, anyway. I don't need that much convincing. This is surely a better use of my time.
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[ He stops, cutting himself short as he grinds Aventurine down on him, undoing the front of his pants. ] And how do you want it, demanding little Omega? Do you want to ride me..? Or would you rather I flip you around and fuck you into this chair?
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