[ At first he can't do much with his hands except grip the sheets as he struggles for purchase, even more as Aventurine whispers praise into his ear. Of course he likes it- it makes him flush an even darker red, turning his head away as he babbles in incoherent moans. The pace and size is dizzying, enough that even Ratio can't pull his thoughts together enough to form words let alone a complete sentence. It doesn't really take much more for him to find his own release, spilling out of him and all over Aventurine's hand as he rides out his climax. Once he's empty he falls back against the bed, exhaling with a completely spent groan. ] Hah... [ He can't seem to catch his breath and he still can't seem to figure out what to say, only gazing up at Aventurine with lust-fogged eyes. ]
Ver... [ he nuzzles ratio, oozing sweet little nothings into his ear as he musters the strength to lift him. he wants to rest and he's sure that ratio wants to rest, but he knows they both need a bath. and he'll clean up the bedroom too. he brings him into the bathroom and, with one hand, he draws a bath... making sure to add all sorts of fancy soaps to it. ] Here, Ver. I want you to relax now. [ he sets him into the water and immediately changes back, dropping to his knees and huffing an exhausted laugh. ] You did so good. Look at you. [ he hastily climbs in to lay atop him, giving him some more nuzzles. ] Just rest now. I'll... I'll take care of everything. Just like you normally do for me.
[ He's dazed for a good while after they're both finished, though he lets out a very contented sigh once he's lowered into the warm water. Ratio splashes water on his face and leans back against the tub, exhaling again. It sounds more like a sigh this time, a light exhale as he comes back to himself. ] Hah... I'm not incapable of taking care of myself, gambler... [ Though he still sounds a bit out of breath, and he makes no movement to get out of the tub. Especially as Aventurine lays against him, and he wraps his arms around him. ] You did perform... adequately. I would grade you, but I believe I've already babbled enough about how highly I would score you.
I know... but I'm allowed to take care of you too. Boyfriend rights. And besides, [ he lays his head on his chest to listen to the drum of his heart. ] I like doing it. It's not like I often get the chance, since it's usually the other way around. [ and ratio is more competent around the house too. and in the kitchen especially. ] Who better to pamper you than me? [ he turns his head to rest his chin on his chest, so he can gaze up at him. ] I performed better than adequately, doctor. And your cute babbling is certainly the proof of that. I'm going to make sure it commit it all to memory.
[ Him being more competent around the house is why he's slightly wary about Aventurine "taking care of him", but he is pretty spent and would very much like to rest. He lets out a faint sigh and relaxes back as Aventurine rests his head on him, a flush of red creeping up his neck again. ] Nothing said in the moment is permissible for you to use as the abject truth, gambler. I won't allow it.
Oh, but I’m afraid you’ve tried to silence me too late. I transcribed it all to my private memoirs. [ he snickers. ] And I can’t wait to reread them later on~ and jerk off, of course, because I’m stir they’ll unearth all the fantastic imagery from tonight’s soirée ❤️!
[ He lets out a long, chagrined sigh and brings his fist down gently on top of Aventurine's head to bonk him. ] And when, precisely, did you have time to transcribe all of that?
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