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“What about now? Do you dislike me touching you?” he asked, very low, very quiet, as his thumb brushed over his soft lips.
“It's fine,” Aventurine said, after what could have been hours, and the tip of his tongue brushed against his finger. None of his earlier bravado remained. “It isn't... It's not as bad.”
“Right.” His hands found his thighs again, and slowly ascended their way to his hips. Everything in Aventurine was so small, so frail, and with every breath he took it seemed he would soon fall apart. “We both know I wouldn't hurt you.”
Or Ratio only wants what's best for his class.
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“You don't need to act so obtuse. Are you not aware of the rumors that could spread if other people knew?”
“So what? You kept complaining because I was spending too much time in casinos,” Aventurine mumbled, pushing a foot against Ratio's side, half playful, half vindictive. He wasn't going to let him know how little he wanted to have this conversation with him. Or with anyone else. Because he was perfectly fine having any other kind of conversation with Ratio. So much so that he would gladly exchange his rare jerking off time for it, as long as they wouldn't be talking about said jerking off time. “And now you won't let me read in peace either. Am I not allowed to have hobbies?”
“...Hobbies?”
Or Aventurine's addiction to bad erotica has an unexpected pay-off.
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A pout on his lips, Aventurine crossed the distance between them. Something spicier than his usual honeyed scent stirred the air, threatening to rip the professor's resolve to shreds. Now that they were all alone, Aventurine was letting his pheromones spread more freely in the room. Mentally, Ratio made a note to open the windows. He had no desire to face the probing questions of his colleagues.
“It will be fine if you don't come inside, teach,” Aventurine murmured, knowing full well Ratio was battling his instincts enough as it was. Set on testing his patience, he pressed closer, trickery gleaming in his eyes as he grabbed his tie. “Please, let me have that at least once.”
Or Ratio and Aventurine have some fun after class.
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He must have been dreaming. Or someone had spiked his drink earlier, when he was gathering some liquid courage for the night, and he was only feeling the effects of it now. Because what was he doing here? The man in the car had barely changed. Except that it couldn't be him, because Aventurine couldn't imagine someone like him driving through such streets.
“Hello,” Veritas said, and it was the exact same voice Aventurine had longed for years ago, if not a bit deeper.
“Hi, darling.” Aventurine forced himself to swallow down the bile rising to his throat and fluttered his eyelashes, feeling one of the fake ones almost give up with the move. “Feeling lonely tonight?”
Or Aventurine runs into an old friend.