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And you stay on my mind, I think about you all the damn time.
“Fuck Daddy—Harder—!”
Caelus was one of the sluttiest people he's ever slept with. They had so much beauty, and for what? Of course, he's going to take what's his; claim something that belongs to him. He drags his nails down their sides down to their thighs where they're both connected at the hips. He chuckles quietly before whispering in their ear:
“You'll be my good little pet, won't you?”
Caelus cums.
Hard.
“Adorable. Is that really all it took?”
Caelus is panting as if they just finished running a marathon. They'd collapsed on the bed. Arms beside their head as they keep repeating fuck and that they feel so good.
Aventurine smiles down at them. He doesn't say anything as he begins to thrust inside of them. Where they’re connected makes a satisfying squelching sound. He watches his precum slosh around in their hole as they let out overstimulated moans. He fucks them until he cums next, blinding white light behind his eyes as he whispers a name unbeknownst to Caelus’ ears.
Veritas.
***
“You’re interested in someone else, aren’t you?”
Aventurine looks at them and smiles.
“I am.”
“Why are you always buying him something,” they trail a hand up his chest slowly, “and never me? You spend more time with me than you do with him, yet it seems like he’s all you think about,” They cross their legs. “I’d say you have a crush.”
Aventurine gently removes their hand from his chest.
“Get out of my office.”
“Oh no, did I hit a nerve Daddy—?”
“—You did, and he’ll be here soon.”
“What?!”
“Get out Caelus.”
They pout and let out an annoyed huff before they get off his desk and walk out. They bump into Veritas Ratio who happened to be walking into his office at that exact moment. Ratio glares back before dusting his shoulder off.
“Why is it that every day I come to speak with you, you’re fucking another man in your office?”
Aventurine gives him a sultry look, eyes lidded with a smirk on his lips.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about Doc.”
Ratio rolls his eyes. Aventurine hates that he thinks such a thing is actually sexy to him. Maybe it's because Ratio is disgusted with him and doesn’t treat him like he’s made of money.
He's starting to think he may have a problem.
“I came to tell you that Jade appears to be on the warpath, and it appears that she may be headed towards you.”
“Oh brother,” Aventurine sighs.
“We can go to my office.”
“Why there?”
“Because, I hate you.”
“Oh, that makes sense— wait hey!”
Aventurine follows him out of the office, demanding to know what he meant by that.
***
Sat across from Ratio, he can’t help but stare. He thinks he may be the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen: eyes like the rising sun, perfectly complimented by his blood-orange eyeliner. Purple hair complimented well by golden laurels, and his body … Aventurine's eyes travel down to his perfectly cupped pecks. He wants to lick the line separating them, cover it with his cum that would drip down his perfectly sculpted abs. Arms quivering from being tied up above his head. Sexy deep voice that says his name repeatedly: “Aventurine, Aventurine,”
“Aventurine! Hello!? Gambler are you listening?!”
“What? Who? I wasn’t thinking about your ass!”
“What?”
“What?”
Veritas has an eyebrow raised. He seems to brush off what Aventurine just said. Let’s just move on his eyes say.
“I was asking what work has been having you do lately.”
Veritas has a habit of being concerned about Aventurine and it was just one more thing that makes him attractive to him. He genuinely worries about him, and constantly asks where his job is sending him, who he’ll have to make a deal with, and why he’s working for such a corrupt organization for the IPC in the first place.
Aventurine often dodges the answers to those questions with a bit of humor. Ratio need not worry his pretty little head about what Aventurine has to endure.
“That’s information I can’t disclose, and we both know it,” he leans on his hand and looks at Ratio with his eyes lidded.
“Hm.”
Veritas isn’t looking at him, but that sound alone was an indication that he didn’t approve of Aventurine’s answer to his question.
“In the meantime,” Aventurine gets up and Ratio’s eyes follow him to where he’s standing right beside him, Aventurine leans on his shoulder, smile in his voice.
“We should get out of here before Jade finds me. You know she can track me down like a bloodhound. Wanna go have some fun?”
“I’ll pass.”
“Oh, come on Doc, live a little.”
“I have things to do.”
He wasn’t doing shit.
“Please,” Aventurine whispers in his ear. Ratio flinches away from him, holding his ear with the deepest red blush Aventurine has ever seen spread across his face.
“I’ll go with you okay, just give me 50 feet, Aventurine,” he looks away from him, “sir.”
Fuck.
Aventurine wanted to push everything off of his desk and start to fuck him on his desk right then and there, but he holds himself back.
One day.
For now, he’ll enjoy their time spent together avoiding Jade and gambling.
***
Aventurine calls Ratio his lucky charm.
A man tries to start a fight with him at the casino, claiming that he was cheating, and Veritas knocks the man out with a piece of chalk. Aventurine wanted to kiss him, but he settles for a smug look before a proud smile.
They go to his house, and holy shit, Veritas Ratio was in his fucking house. He must seem like an excited puppy because he doesn’t stop asking Ratio if he needs anything and is always met with an eye roll. Maybe he had a bit too much to drink because he cups Ratio’s face with both hands, huge smile plastered on his face as he says,
“You’re the most beautiful man in the universe.”
Ratio’s eyes widen and there’s that blush again.
“You’re drunk,” he says looking away.
Aventurine feels himself moving forward but the world around him is swirling, the sound of Ratio’s startled voice brings him back to reality.
“It’s probably time for me to leave.”
“Don’t go.”
“It’s getting late.”
He didn’t like that answer to his request. The world is still swirling as Aventurine pushes Ratio to the ground and looks down at him. To his surprise, Ratio looks up at him blushing profusely.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
Ratio lets out a breathless gasp and a small whimper.
Of course, he’s turned on by this.
“Men like you drive me insane; you don’t seem to listen to me until you’re in pain, and you like to be in pain.” He cups his face and rubs a finger on his lips. “You want my control, although you’ll never admit it.”
Ratio bites his finger and lets out a low wine. Aventurine blacks out. He knows that he’s standing up and bringing Ratio with him as he scrambles to get to his bedroom. When he comes to, he can hear Ratio moaning and panting in his ear. He’s on top of him grinding his hips into Ratio’s as he grabs at his chest while he calls him a slut.
“You really want this?”
Ratio responds with more moaning. He wraps a hand around Ratio’s throat. Ratio is smiling at him, his eyes full of lust, he’s trying to speak but nothing is coming out.
“Of course you do.” He’s holding Ratio by his neck, he pulls his pants down. He knows for a fact that Ratio has lube on him, so he feels around in his pockets until he pulls out a bottle.
“You dirty little slut.”
He covers his finger in lube and then notices that Ratio is wearing lacy panties with the back exposed, Aventurine is barely holding it together. He wants to fuck him right now, but he’s definitely going to end up hurting him if he does. He covers his fingers with lube and releases Ratio’s neck; the man takes a huge gulp of air as if he just came up from drowning, then his voice switches to a low whine before evolving into a moan. Aventurine moves his fingers in him expertly, Ratio squirms and writhes underneath him. He mutters something about how he hates how good Aventurine is at this.
All that choking and he still has the nerve to act like a brat, Aventurine will have to put him in his place.
He stops fingering Ratio and unzips his own pants. He can’t help but moan into Ratio’s ear the second he enters him. Fucking isn’t strong enough a word for what he does to him. Ratio won’t stop letting out high-pitched whines and moans. He drags his nails down Aventurine’s back. He must be fucking him good because Ratio keeps moaning out his name.
“All that teasing,” Aventurine says into his ear, “and you have the nerve to wear these,” another thrust Aventurine pulls at the waistband of Ratio’s underwear and it snaps against his skin, “like you were expecting to be fucked by someone tonight. It better have been me you little whore.”
“It was y-you-!”
He’s going to end up dead by the end of this. It takes sever more hard thrusts, but Ratio finally cums, curses spilling over his lips as he continues to feel Aventurine going in and out of him. Aventurine cums soon after, spilling into him, biting his neck, claiming Ratio as his. He buries his face into Ratio’s shoulder, nuzzling him as he pants beneath him, it doesn’t take him long to fall asleep.
***
When he wakes up the first thing he thinks to himself is that last night he had the most intense dream he’s ever had. He sits up and holds his head.
“Shit …”
He needs coffee, he has work in an hour.
He goes to his kitchen to see a naked Veritas Ratio making coffee.
A naked Veritas Ratio making coffee?!
“What the fuc—!”
“Good morning.”
“Where are your clothes?!”
“I’m not wearing any.”
“I can see that Doc!”
“You would think you’d be fine with this after last night.”
Wait … last night …
It wasn’t a dream?!
“You look like you’re going to be sick. Should I leave?”
“No! No, stay … I’m just … shocked.”
“Well, I’m glad that we both know now. I had my suspicions that you were interested in me—”
Had his fucking suspicions?! Aventurine was obvious with it!
“—I hope it’s okay that I come over more often now, and I’d like to go drinking and gambling with you too,” he looks away blushing, “last night was the most fun I’ve had in a while.”
Aventurine pinches himself.
“Of course you can.”
Ratio smiles at him.
Aventurine hoped to himself that he wouldn’t wake up soon, for this was a dream he’s had for a while, and it finally came true.