Admit it, Ratio, even if you like it when I behave you love it when I...! [ he's cut off, the words melting into pure nonsense as he moans, the feeling of getting filled up all at once making his entire body quiver in pleasure. he shuts his eyes, panting heavily as he claws at the chair beneath him, finding purchase to help cement ratio's brutal pace by slamming himself back into him. ] Yesyesyesyesyesyessss. More, doc, you... ahhn, this, yesss. [ what is a coherent thought? ]
[ Ratio pulls Aventurine harder onto him with little regard for his comfort or ability to find purchase, fully intent on breaking the chair he's using to prop himself up on. He hunches forward, picking up his erratic pace as he fills Aventurine as deep as he can reach, his own breath coming to him in quick, ragged pants. ] You do- hah- you do make everything much more interesting. [ He hisses through clenched teeth. ] Fuck. You feel so good.
[ the chair creaks beneath them, its legs beginning to groan alongside aventurine as it’s definitely not going to survive the assault. ] Mmm, ahhh~, I… I hope you know that, th- that I… [ he’s about to tell him he loves him when the chair finally gives out, sending them both crashing to the floor. aventurine cries out, because ratio’s bottomed out thanks to gravity. his hips spasm as he cums, coating himself and the busted bits of chair in his sticky seed. ] Alpha, my Alpha is so strong. Breed me, fill me up… mate me.
[ If he knew what Aventurine was about to say is difficult to tell, as the force of the fall plunges his cock deep, deep inside and all he can think about is the pleasure that courses through him. He sucks in a gasp as Aventurine cums, his grip tightening on his hips to keep them steady through his orgasm as he fully hilts himself inside and finds his own release. He fills Aventurine as demanded, spilling inside him with a low, guttural growl. ]
[ he feels like he's losing his mind... the pleasure mounting and spiraling out of control to the point where he needs more and more and more. ] D- Don't pull out. Please. This is... good, real good, and I need my mate, my doc, you... [ he tries to catch his breath, his eyes fluttering closed as he revels in the warmth that's sparked between them. ] I... I really am lucky, to have you.
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