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Never in a million years did Aventurine think he would ever wake up in the morning with the elusive Veritas Ratio at his side, in his bed-- with him --even once. Let alone enough times for it to be more regular than not.
A bright, lazy Sunday morning with a shining sun seeping through his blinds was a small reminder of his current position in life, one where sleeping in was a choice he could afford to make. On his left with his back turned to him was--of course--his favourite doctor, still sleeping soundly in a rare occupance of Aventurine waking up before him. The gambler stared at Ratio's violet hair, slightly ruffled from last night's activities and rustling in his slumber, and admired how it still looked as silky and elegant as ever. He looked just a bit down, the evidence of their reunion on his neck and shoulders filling Aventurine with a strange sense of pride and longing. Words could never accurately describe the feeling of knowing that the Doctor Veritas Ratio, the genius with 8 PHDs and a penchant for blunt rejections, not only slept but stayed at his side throughout the night, sharing the bed and body heat as they drifted off together. Aventurine would always fail to pinpoint just how and why a heavy weight on his chest made its way there every time he thought about it, and in the back of his mind, he didn't really want to.
For now, the sight of a peaceful Ratio undisturbed in his sleep, was enough. The slight rise in his shoulders with each breath; the quiet melody of his silent snores; the cacophony of Aventurine's marks and bites littered all over his toned muscles; Aventurine was in pure bliss just knowing that he alone conserved the right to see Ratio like this. It was ridiculous, really, just how little it took to completely enamor the gambler to Ratio's mercy, even while completely asleep.
The slight twitch of Aventurine's slim fingers was enough for him to admit to himself that looking isn't enough , ignoring the grogginess in his head to pull at the doctor’s waist until their bodies slotted together like they had done many times that night. Aventurine breathed in the scent of Ratio's nape, sweet and minty as always. The hickies from last night had yet to even start to fade away, yet Aventurine took it upon himself to make more anyway. His fingers lightly dragged across the doctor's muscled stomach, his mind helpfully supplying him with the discovery of a slight bump in the doctor's lower navel, most definitely his cum from last ni--
“Gambler… It's much too early for your antics…”
Ah, he's woken up.
Ratio's good morning greeting only managed to elicit a sleepy chuckle from Aventurine, having barely noticed Ratio stirring awake once he found himself distracted by that tantalising, barely noticeable little bulge. He didn't cease his ministrations for even a second, however, even as the doctor scoffed and turned his head around to meet his eyes.
“Have you not had your fill from last night, or are you just that insatiable?”
It was clear by the puppy-dog look in Aventurine's eyes that it was indeed the latter. Whether it was the smudged red eyeliner at the doctor's eyelids or the slightly swollen lips that formed the words he said, Aventurine found himself hopelessly entranced by everything that was Dr. Ratio. Aventurine dug his face into the other's shoulder, words muffled as he sighed in pure bliss, “You should know it's your fault, Doctor, looking so beautiful in the morning. I can't control myself around you.”
“Learn to control yourself, then,” Ratio tsked, “Only absolute buffoons have no self-discipline.”
Aventurine hummed in response, the hand that was circling the tiny bump on Ratio's stomach travelling up until his fingers could grasp at the doctor's pecs, big enough to barely fit in his palms. He tugged at his reddened nipple--bitten and played with until it was swollen--savouring the gasp that Ratio failed to muffle. “I must be a real idiot then, hm?”
Before Ratio could no doubt agree with that statement with a clever remark, Aventurine pressed down hard on the taut bump in his stomach, failing to restrain the strained whine that escaped his lips as he felt the cum still inside his organs slosh around painfully. The arm Aventurine snuck beneath him to wrap around his small waist kept the doctor in place, allowing him only enough room to squirm around as the uncomfortable sensation of his insides being toyed with overloaded his drowsy brain.
“Y-you… damn gambler…! Enough --”
“Now, now, doctor,” Aventurine shushed the disgruntled man with a lazy smirk, pressing light kisses over last night’s marks. His marks. Fuck , he was going insane . Aventurine wondered if Ratio knew how tightly he had the gambler wrapped around his finger. Spoiling the doctor had become second nature--loving Ratio had become as easy as breathing. He pulled Ratio’s chin back until they faced each other, seeing his entire world in those eyes. “Won’t you let me make you feel good?”
Ratio pressed his lips together in silent defiance, turning away. In other words, yes .
Like a well-tuned machine, Aventurine’s hands travelled down to spread Ratio’s thighs apart, lifting one leg in the air as the doctor put up no resistance. The remnants of last night stuck to his skin, making Ratio flinch as the warmth of the blanket was lifted away to expose the dried cum to the air. The urge to take a bath momentarily took over his mind, wanting nothing more than to use his favourite soap and scent to rid himself from the mess he currently was. It didn’t occur to him until now just how dishevelled he was, having passed out before he could properly clean up last night. He should really bathe. A change of sheets would also suffice, the laundry as well--
“ Gahh… !”
Perhaps sensing the direction of Ratio’s thoughts, Aventurine let his leg drop down and shoved his fingers into his awaiting hole, forcing out a wanton moan. He pried around Ratio’s walls until he felt his release from last night still deep inside cling to his skin, playing with it like a child would a new toy. Aventurine dragged his fingers out almost painfully -- watching his cum spill from the doctor’s gaping hole each time he pulled out.
So cute.
He wasted no time adding two more fingers--ignoring Ratio’s frantic attempts to get away from the stimulation-- and spread him apart with confident experience. Ratio clenched down with each jab at his prostate, struggling to grab to keep still as he was opened up once again.
“Mnnh… Gkk-- hurry up..! D-damn gambler…”
“ Patience, Doc,” Aventurine chuckled, slowly pulling out his fingers at an agonising pace, lightly bumping against his prostate to feel Ratio twitch against him. The feeling of Ratio’s walls being so reluctant to let go was strangely adorable, Aventurine being unable to resist making a teasing comment. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”
A clever retort died on Ratio’s lips as he felt the gambler’s hardened cock kiss his swollen rim, threatening to spread him open like it had done so, so many times before. He sucked in a breath, unable to contain his trembling as Aventurine lifted his leg back up to allow easier access. The nervous anticipation written all over the doctor’s body made Aventurine lick his lips, a wide smile on his face.
“ Let me give you what you want, Doctor…”
With a soft kiss to Ratio’s ear, Aventurine slid himself into the doctor's warm insides, holding him close as each inch forced Ratio open. The doctor let out a small whine as he felt the hard cock torturously kiss every sensitive spot, whimpering as their bodies fit together like they were made for each other. Ratio saw stars once Aventurine filled him up all the way to the base--eyes rolling back into his skull as the familiar feeling of Aventurine's cock made him cry out in delirious pleasure. Drool dripped onto the sheets below as Ratio clenched down on Aventurine's hot cock, trembling in the gambler's hold as he adjusted to the size.
“A-Aven… haah-- ”
“You’re so cute, doctor.”
Ratio snapped out of his foggy daze for half a second just to scoff. Perhaps due to the short interval between the last time they fucked and now, it only took a few seconds for Ratio to breathe out impatiently, voice unstable and his brows furrowed, “...M…Move…”
Aventurine couldn't hold back a laugh, leaning his head onto Ratio's shoulder as his hands wrapped around his waist. For a moment, Aventurine was stunned, the realisation that this was Ratio in his arms--it was him making the standoffish doctor like this-- it was like making this discovery for the first time all over again. It made him lightheaded, almost high on the knowledge that only Aventurine could see him like this.
“Ratio… you have no idea what you do to me.”
A soft kiss to the shell of Ratio's ear was all the warning he gave--pulling out his cock until only the head was still snug inside then immediately snapping his hips back until he felt the bulge return on the doctor's stomach. He set a merciless pace, fucking his precious doctor hard enough to leave him sore and bruised, so hard so good his brain began to melt into mush. Ratio cried out, seeing white as his cock spilled onto the sheets instantly, unable to resist pushing back onto the gambler's thrusts with desperate vigour.
“ Gahh… Fa-- Ough ! Fa-faster…!”
Aventurine smiled with glee, using his grip on the doctor's waist to pull him down onto his cock each time he thrusted up. His fingers caressed the spot that jutted out each time he hit the deepest parts of Ratio, feeling his cock through the doctor's abdomen with each brutal thrust. It was like a new hit of the drug that was Veritas Ratio everytime he felt that stupid fucking bulge, like another thing that guaranteed that no matter what, Aventurine could never have anyone after the doctor. “Fuck… You're killing me here, Doc…”
Ratio hiccuped, not even hearing the words said right into his ear as his insides were destroyed by the gambler's brutal cock. His body surrendered to the gambler's touches like second nature, not even realising his waist twisting itself to meet his thrusts halfway. His legs shook in Aventurine's grasp--his hole clenching down in an attempt to keep him inside longer-- and once he felt Aventurine's cock twitch in an impending orgasm his mind screamed in delight.
“Inside… do it-- Hic-- Inside--! ”
Had he not been so out of breath, Aventurine would've made a teasing remake akin to “Again?” with an obnoxious smirk on his face. But with his climax building up from the warm pull of Ratio's insides all he could manage was a deep sigh-- his thrusts growing sloppy as he gripped onto the doctor’s body hard enough to leave suspicious bruises that would inevitably make all of Ratio’s students raise an eyebrow tomorrow morning.
Aventurine pulled Ratio’s face back towards him, capturing his lips in a breathless kiss as he held him close, cumming straight into Ratio's stomach as he felt that taunt bump return like an old lover. Ratio moaned against the gambler's lips as his eyes squeezed shut-- his cock spurting white as his body was filled up once again -- all room for thought now dissipated into dust as his brain struggled to understand what was happening to him.
Ratio gasped once Aventurine broke the kiss, the string of saliva breaking as the doctor desperately tried to catch his breath. His face was red and his eyes glassy with unshed tears-- yet Aventurine was as enamoured as ever, feeling he belonged the most with Ratio in his arms.
A few minutes of Ratio's shallow breathing soon passed by, the doctor catching his breath much sooner than Aventurine would've liked. His hair was a mess-- his face even more so-- but Ratio’s title of the most gorgeous man in Aventurine’s life remained unchanged. The clarity quickly returned to Ratio's eyes, though the exhaustion remained with his slumped shoulders and aching throat.
“You don't have any plans for today, correct?”
Aventurine suppressed the urge to laugh at how sore the doctor's voice sounded, responding with a wide smile on his lips, “It's the weekend, Ratio. Even the IPC gives holidays. Sometimes.”
Ratio let out a hum. “Good. I don’t have anything today either. We can just… Stay in bed for a bit.”
“Of course, Doc. Whatever you say,” Aventurine sighed out, leaning his head onto Ratio's shoulder like a makeshift pillow. “Just for today, let's just not do anything…”