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Though he knew he should pay greater attention to the meeting before him, and though he usually did, Aventurine found his thoughts drifted yet again today, making sure to keep his smile intact and feign interest as voices droned on, mainly repeating earlier points he’d heard a dozen times, this being what felt like the hundredth meeting over the course of this week alone. Besides, his intervention felt wholly unnecessary by now; he’d already said what he’d wanted to, and as of now he had nothing left to add. If he truly missed anything of importance, which was unlikely, then Jade sat beside him, and she at least listened, or pretended to listen, better than himself.
He’d had his phone in his hand, idly checking a few emails and reports, merely glancing at them, distracting his mind from the monotony of the meeting. As he prepared to open an email he’d already read before, his phone vibrated, and he spied a message from Ratio.
Immediately, he desired to read it, though he hesitated. He’d been away for a month- and while that didn’t seem like it should be a painfully long amount of time, it certainly felt that way. Every meeting, every flash of a smile, or handshake, or sign of a contract felt exceedingly meaningless for this particular business venture, if only for the reason he knew that now, unlike every other trip, Ratio waited for him.
If it weren’t a supposedly important deal, he’d have made an excuse to stay with him. Or rather, he’d attempted to make numerous excuses, all of which had been ignored, and so he found himself here, busying himself with thinking about all the things he longed to do when he saw Ratio again. As new as the relationship still was, there were many things he wanted to do both with Ratio, and to Ratio- however those thoughts only made him burn with inner frustration at the lack of contact, as seeing as their ongoing dealings were supposedly sensitive, they’d been given instructions not to contact anyone unnecessarily. Though, of course, that didn’t stop him occasionally messaging Ratio every few days, always just a few words to let him know he was still alive.
Checking his notifications, he found no message, only a video attachment, fuelling his curiosity. The video could be about anything. Ratio had once sent him a video of himself giving a lecture; it was two hours long and about concepts Aventurine had only distantly heard of- and when asked why he sent it, Ratio had shrugged and supplied that he thought Aventurine could benefit from more knowledge.
Opening the message, he paused, his hand freezing as it hovered over the video’s black screen, ensuring his phone’s sound was turned off. Sparing a quick look around the room, no one seemed to pay him any attention, and seeing as there was no way he’d be able to resist the temptation of the video, he pressed play, and ceased focusing on the meeting entirely.
Immediately, a sense of intrigue and anticipation crept through him, his eyes widening a fraction, having to school his expression, unable to help the way his smile stretched a little further, a shiver running along his spine.
He had no doubt now as to what the video was. Centrally framed in the video, a dildo rested on the bed, with Ratio’s hand spreading lube along it, his expression one of concentration, a loose robe hanging from his shoulders. While he’d never expected this type of video from Ratio, he couldn’t say he was anything less than overjoyed by it, even more so when Ratio wasted no time in positioning himself over the dildo, sinking down in one fluid motion, his expression slackening with pleasure, immediately setting a slow pace, his thighs flexing from the movement.
Again, a shudder ran through him, almost forgetting to blink as he watched Ratio’s face gradually soften with pleasure, brow gently furrowed and lips parted in a moan he couldn’t hear, grinding back against the toy. Ratio moved at a languid pace, likely meant to tease him through the screen, occasionally moving a little faster as a haze overtook his expression, only to slow himself down again, his cock bobbing with the movement.
With one hand braced against the bed, his other roamed along his own body, touching all the places Aventurine longed to touch himself, trailing from his thighs to his chest, before trailing lower again, wrapping around his hard cock, stroking slowly in time to the rhythm he’d set with the toy. His body trembled, and if the sound were on, Aventurine knew he’d hear all manner of sweet, perfect little noises falling from Ratio’s parted lips, staring intently at the way Ratio’s thighs moved and flexed, precome leaking from his cock and over his knuckles, dripping down onto his thighs as he rode the toy.
Just as Ratio begun to tip his head back, his strokes hastening, Aventurine felt a tap at his arm. Immediately, he pocketed his phone, casting a glance over at Jade, and from the subtle smile on her lips, she had at least seen a glimpse.
For now, he supposed he’d at least reluctantly pay attention to the meeting and see if he could manipulate this deal further in his favour- as the sooner he managed to make a good fortune or opportunity for the IPC, the sooner this tedious trip could come to an end, and he could finally get his hands on Ratio’s needy body again.
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Later, after the meeting had concluded, and both he and Jade had managed to inch the outcome of the deal further in their favour, Aventurine rested in his hotel room. Though he knew he likely shouldn’t contact Ratio, and that the confidentiality of the deal meant he should be more cautious in case the call could be traced, he didn’t care, and so called Ratio the moment he had the chance to.
Ratio greeted him first, sounding slightly detached and disinterested, and even before his next words, Aventurine would have guessed he’d called as Ratio was in the middle of working on something. ‘I must say, your timing is quite inopportune, I’m currently looking over some work, so if you have something to say, I’d suggest you do so quickly so I can return to more important things.’
Aventurine laughed at that, undeterred by that tone of voice, for he knew Ratio only wanted to act unaffected. ‘Oh, come on, Veritas- not even a single nice word for me? You don’t even have a little time to spare? It’s been roughly a month since we last spoke like this, you know.’
‘I’m well aware,’ Ratio replied, and though he kept his tone impassive, Aventurine detected the slightest hint of irritation, the sound of it making his lips curl into a wider smile, for he now suspected exactly why Ratio had sent that video. ‘However, that has little impact on the fact I’m working- which I’m sure you’ll understand is requiring more of my focus.’
Aventurine stifled a laugh, for as hard as Ratio tried not to rise to any provocation, his demeanour only betrayed him, painfully obvious to Aventurine how he wanted to appear as uninterested as possible, barely masking his annoyance. ‘Aw, I’m hurt, doc. Won’t you even consider my feelings? I’ve missed you this whole time, and now I finally talk to you, you tell me you’re busy. And come on, you missed me too, the evidence is all too clear.’
Ratio scoffed at that, then sighed deliberately. ‘And what evidence would that be?’
‘You’re really asking that? You’re the one who sent a video desperately riding a toy- oh, I hope you’re happy that I opened that in a meeting, by the way.’
Ratio let out a short hum of satisfaction, before returning his tone to usual. ‘Ah, did I send that? I suppose so. However, you should know better than to be on your phone when you’re meant to be paying attention.’ He paused, uncertainty creeping into his tone. ‘You, I hope, didn’t have the sound turned on?’
Aventurine let out a short burst of laughter. ‘Thankfully not. Can you imagine? Besides, I wouldn’t want everyone else hearing your sweet moans- those are just for me.’
Ratio made a thoughtful noise, clearly deciding today that he wouldn’t rise to anything Aventurine said. ‘Is that so?’
‘Someone sounds a little grumpy… Is that why you had to relieve your stress? And send me such a tempting video?’
‘I have no stresses to speak of- other than a certain gambler calling me when I am attempting to think and work,’ Ratio retorted, though Aventurine could all too easily picture how flushed his face must be by now, ‘So, no, I had no need to relieve stress, and the video itself was entirely unimportant. There is nothing more to say on the matter.’
Aventurine considered that, ensuring to take a long, deliberate moment so that Ratio became increasingly aware of the silence, and would pay even greater attention to his next words. ‘Did I make you too needy for me? I hadn’t realised I’d already trained you to be so desperate for my cock, poor you, struggling and horny, needing me to fuck you-’
‘Cease that line of thought,’ Ratio hastily interrupted, his tone both exasperated and irritated, sighing to himself. ‘That is, of course, not the case in the slightest. I do not… need that, and you have not trained me to desire anything. I’m not struggling, I’m merely continuing my life as I would do without you. You would know that, of course, if you had the decency to reply to any message I’ve sent you over the past month. Seeing as you’ve not done that, then you must not know that I’m perfectly fine.’
Aventurine let out a low laugh at that, leaning back against the bed as he listened to that annoyance and concern blend beautifully in Ratio’s tone. ‘So, I was right- you sent it to tease me, as revenge for me leaving you like that…’
‘…Perhaps so. However, if you suspected that, then there’s no reason for me to say so as well,’ Ratio said in response, thinking for a moment. ‘Nonetheless, it worked, didn’t it? After all, you called me, and I can finally hear that you’re in fact alright, after all the frustration you’ve caused me. Is it not ridiculous to expect you to have no contact with anyone? If IPC cyber security is that poor, then that’s a whole other issue entirely.’
‘Ah, so that’s why… I did say- honestly, I shouldn’t even be calling you right now.’ Aventurine paused, letting out a sigh. ‘I still don’t know why they had to send me, Madam Jade could have easily handled this herself, it’s quite tedious.’
‘When are you returning?’ Ratio then asked. ’And tedious means safe, do not complain that you’re for once not indulging in risky endeavours.’
‘But that’s no fun at all, it’s all paperwork and monotony- oh, but to answer your question, I think we’ve managed to finalise our dealings, then I can get off this little backwater planet and finally see your beautiful face again.’ Aventurine paused. ‘And can I expect another show when I come back?’
Ratio scoffed, though Aventurine detected a smile in his voice. ‘No. After being away for so long, I expect you to put in all the effort, I won’t be doing anything. Ah, and make no mistake, you’ll never receive another video like that from me again- it was… a rare moment of spontaneity and it will not be repeated.’
‘Ah, so by that, you mean you were so horny and annoyed that you couldn’t help but send me that teasing video. But I must say, it very much had the intended effect- oh, and if I’ll never receive another, I’ll just have to cherish this one even more.’ Aventurine made sure to move his hand against the sheets, rustling the fabric, letting Ratio imagine what he might truly be doing. ‘I intend to spend the entire night watching this video, watching your adorable expression as you fuck yourself- I bet I’ll even memorise the exact moment, down to the second, where you come all over your hand and-’
‘Goodnight, Aventurine,’ Ratio pointedly interrupted, trying to sound harsh though Aventurine knew how flustered he really was. ‘I’d suggest you use your time wisely and sleep. You’ll only give yourself eye strain if you stare at that video all night, not to mention other issues with doing such a thing. Now, I have nothing left to say to you. Though, I suppose, I may as well add… whilst that toy offered some satisfaction, it didn’t reach as deeply as you, so it was subpar. Once again, goodnight.’
Just as Aventurine let out a laugh, ready to respond as he felt heat spread over his face, he realised Ratio had already ended the call, laughing to himself again as he set the phone aside. So, as he’d suspected, Ratio really had wanted to tease him for leaving him alone for so long- a completely unexpected turn of events, but a very welcome one.
Tomorrow, he’d ensure to finalise the deal without taking no for an answer. Then, he’d have no reason to waste any more time here. It made him all the more excited to return home to him, a myriad of ideas flowing through his mind, planning to overwhelm Ratio and shower him in affection in as many ways as possible.
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Unfortunately, he’d yet to see Ratio. He’d returned expecting to let himself into Ratio’s warm embrace, and possessively wrap his arms around him in turn, squeezing Ratio tightly as he indulged in his familiar scent and body heat. He, instead, had returned in the morning, finding that Ratio had likely already left for work, as he saw no sight of him.
As he looked around his home, he noted the subtle changes, evidence that Ratio had lived here in his absence, a myriad of emotions fluttering through him. It felt strange in more ways he could admit, to have Ratio so willing to be with him, willing to live with him- and no just willing, he supposed, but wanting. Ratio wanted to be with him- he claimed to not just tolerate his presence, and he certainly wasn’t fooled by any false façade Aventurine had ever used, caring only for what lay beneath it.
At first, he’d worried Ratio’s feelings for him might change, having Aventurine leave him for a prolonged period of time. Perhaps he’d realise how little he truly cared for Aventurine, perhaps he’d mind seclusion and peaceful silence preferable to Aventurine’s presence, perhaps all attraction would leave him the instant Aventurine left, perhaps he’d find someone else-
He had endless expectations. Yet, pleasantly, Ratio had defied all of them. The video proved it- a petty, desperate thing that betrayed Ratio still desired him, and that he missed him enough that he wanted to tease Aventurine for being without much contact for a month. It made adoration for Ratio rise within him, a sort of tender devotion that made him truly wish Ratio were here, if only so he could hold him in his arms for as long as he possibly could.
And yet, that video inspired a juxtaposition in himself. For though Ratio’s desperation made Aventurine want to dote on him, a possessive part of Aventurine wanted to remind Ratio of the pleasure only he could bring him. He wanted to overwhelm and worship him all at once, to make Ratio delirious with arousal, to make him not only want Aventurine’s cock every day, but need it. He wanted to satiate his desperation, and also to ignite it, to soothe Ratio’s neediness while making him need him even more, so that the longer he went without Aventurine fucking him, the more painfully he craved it.
For now, Aventurine sent Ratio a quick message, notifying him of his arrival, deciding he may as well attempt to sleep for an hour or so, for though he’d just returned from his trip, he already had a meeting awaiting him in a few hours from now. Resting on the couch, he decided he’d sleep there, too uncaring to move to the bed, having already abandoned his luggage in the middle of the entranceway due to a combination of haste and tiredness.
Though he supposed he must have slept, it felt more as if he’d blinked, knowing he’d slept only when he checked his phone to see an hour had passed, though he felt no true benefit from the sleep he’d supposedly had. Sitting upright, he unfortunately reminded himself he had another meeting to attend- though once he had that out of the way, he’d have just over a week of personal time off in compensation for the month-long trip of boredom he’d been subjected to.
Managing to at least drag his luggage to the bedroom, he’d soon re-dressed in cleaner, fresher clothes, feeling some of the tiredness ebb away as he busied himself with his own attire. Mentally reminding himself what the meeting was about, he smiled to himself as he realised he could pay little attention to it, for he knew exactly what he wanted and needed to say. It’d be easy, then. An easy, incredibly surmountable obstacle that he could do with so little effort it was almost insulting to the meeting itself.
Either way, it wasn’t necessarily a difficult task, just another dull thing to get out of the way.
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When he arrived at the room booked for the meeting, he heard the low murmur of conversation through the door, pausing to listen for anything interesting, hearing only the impression of idle small talk. Swiping his keycard at the door’s card reader, he waited for access to be granted before pushing the door open, stepping inside.
Immediately he looked around the room, mostly not recognising anyone though he had the inkling he’d spoken to some of them before. However, one particular face caught his eye, and he turned to stare directly at Ratio, sitting opposite the door, and even though he wore his headpiece, he held an air of boredom that likely reflected on his expression- at least until he found Aventurine staring at him, flinching slightly as he straightened his posture further, and Aventurine had to wonder what lovely expression he made.
‘Well, well, I didn’t expect to see you here, Doctor,’ Aventurine greeted, offering him a wide smile, ‘The last I checked, you had nothing to do with this particular discussion today.’
‘If you’ve forgotten, you’ve been away for a month. It’s not my responsibility to keep you clued in as to what tasks I may or may not be undertaking. The colleague of mine who was supposed to be here is unavailable, and so I offered my services and advice,’ Ratio explained, keeping his voice firm, and despite the headpiece, Aventurine knew he must carefully survey him as he slowly approached. ‘This change occurred more than a week ago, if you were not notified, blame someone else.’
‘Oh, I think you misunderstand my surprise for something else- on the contrary, I’m pleased to have such a competent and brilliant member of the Intelligentsia Guild offer his services today,’ Aventurine replied, deliberately sitting down next to him, placing his hand atop Ratio’s warm thigh, squeezing firmly, as he turned to the other few people present around the meeting table. ‘And of course, I’m hoping we’ll all have something useful to contribute today. This should be fairly straight-forward, so unless anyone else has something to say, then let me start the meeting.’
Thankfully, no one had anything to add yet, allowing him to effortlessly outline the main points he wanted everyone to address. All the while, he kept his hand on Ratio’s thigh, occasionally running up and down his leg. If Ratio truly hated it, he’d know that Ratio would not hesitate to grip his hand and push it away, yet he merely accepted it, contributing to the meeting as he normally would, as if Aventurine’s hand weren’t on his thigh at all.
As Aventurine listened to someone talk about various points, droning on and on, wishing he wasn’t there, he inadvertently let his hand raise too high, realising too late that he’d let his fingers brush against Ratio’s clothed cock, only when he felt it twitch beneath the fabric, already half-hard. Immediately, he paused, intending to lower his hand, only to note that Ratio still hadn’t stopped him. Interesting, that Ratio had once again let him continue.
That realisation made him resist the sly grin he knew would have spread across his face if they were alone, instead keeping it pleasantly neutral. For a moment, he looked to Ratio out of the corner of their eyes, and despite the headpiece, he knew their eyes had met, flashing Ratio a brief smile. He knew Ratio didn’t want to be here, just the same as he felt- so, if Ratio seemed bored just as he was, then perhaps he’d not mind if he made things far more interesting.
Aventurine’s hand crept along his thigh, his fingers feeling the warmth of his soft thighs despite the layers of fabric separating them. He let it rest there again, enjoying the subtle pressure he applied, getting Ratio used to the feeling of having his hand still. Just as Ratio’s hand moved, briefly brushing against Aventurine’s as if considering linking their fingers, Aventurine started to move his hand higher again, inching further along his thigh, dangerously closer to his groin.
He delighted in the barely audible, stifled hitch of Ratio’s breath, as Aventurine’s fingers deliberately teased his cock through the fabric of his pants, outlining it, rubbing where he knew the tip rested. He felt Ratio’s thighs tense and shudder, imagining how beautifully red Ratio’s face must be, how his eyes must widen in shock, even as he continued to make no attempt to move away.
Teasing him through the fabric, he felt Ratio harden fully, straining against his pants, squirming in his seat from the touch of Aventurine’s fingers. All the while, Aventurine continued to talk, having already long memorised everything he’d wanted to say, only stopping talking when someone else needed to speak, listening, nodding along, adding points when necessary, as his fingers never stopped rubbing at Ratio’s erection.
By comparison, Ratio had stopped speaking entirely, tightly gripping his chair, his posture awkwardly rigid and uptight, his thighs quaking intensely beneath the table, unable to still his own movements. Of course, Aventurine knew exactly why Ratio didn’t speak, even when others looked to him, expecting him to add something when someone mentioned any point pertaining to the guild’s interests. Ratio usually made such a beautiful array of noises, always poorly trying to stifle them, only for Aventurine to inevitably wrench loud moans and whimpers from between his lips. It must have taken all his willpower and concentration not to moan aloud in the meeting, knowing his voice would shake with arousal. With his hands steadying himself, he’d stopped taking notes, too; Aventurine silently decided to send some later as an apology.
Though he squirmed, Ratio tried not to brush against him, keeping himself firmly in place, even when his hips started to jolt forward, struggling not to rub himself against the pressure of Aventurine’s fingers. Thankfully, Ratio had decided upon a suit for today, one Aventurine had seen many a time- and while usually he’d mourn the loss of seeing as much of Ratio’s skin as possible, today he didn’t mind, as Ratio’s skin must be incredibly flushed with arousal.
Glancing down, he saw the obscene outline of his cock, the wetness of his precome having stained the fabric, as Ratio’s cock twitched and throbbed against his fingers. Rubbing his bulge slowly, Aventurine’s fingers toyed with the zipper of his pants, to which Ratio jolted, barely stifling a little sound in the back of his throat. Inwardly, he debated taking Ratio’s cock out completely and pumping his shaft as the meeting continued, however he knew Ratio would come immediately, likely with an adorably pathetic cry.
By now, his own cock felt achingly hard as it pressed urgently against the front of his pants, but he’d refrain from touching himself just yet, instead shifting slightly to find a more comfortable position. However, knowing that the sight of it could not be more obvious, he made no true attempt to hide the outline of his erection, casting a sidelong glance at Ratio, knowing that he was likely looking at him, wondering if it only made Ratio burn even hotter with desire at the sight.
Squeezing his cock through the dampened fabric, Ratio made a pathetic little noise in the back of his throat, loud enough that everyone paused speaking, silence settling as all eyes turned to him. Aventurine continued to move his hand when Ratio shuddered, and someone asked if he were alright.
He felt Ratio jolt in place, likely so painfully embarrassed by this whole situation, still making no attempt to push Aventurine away, even though he had every ability to do so. ‘I’m- perfectly fine,’ Ratio answered, his voice strained and his tone slightly harsh, as if hoping the others in the room would be wary of his irritation, and leave him alone. ‘Just… continue… the meeting.’
Listening to Ratio stumble over his words as he gave that quick excuse, and a heated shiver shot along Aventurine’s spine, badly wanting to fuck Ratio and make him even more of an overstimulated mess, to see him fully come undone. Looking at the other people on the opposite side of the long table, he internally debated how much compensation money everyone in this meeting would require if he pushed Ratio onto the table and fucked him here-
Someone dropped a pen, the sound of it falling to the floor clattering distinctly around the room. The person mumbled an apology, shifting their chair back, likely prepared to retrieve it, drawing Aventurine’s focus minutely away from Ratio.
Realising what was about to happen, Ratio made another whiny noise, trying to shift in place and hide the sight of Aventurine’s hand teasing his cock, for if anyone ever glanced beneath the table, it would be undeniable.
Quickly, Aventurine’s spare hand delved into his pocket, plucking out a pen and holding it out for the person, offering them the pen. ‘Here, take this one, let’s not get distracted now. Oh, and keep it, I’m sure you’ll find it a much nicer pen to write with, anyway.’
As the person offered him their thanks and a grateful smile, Aventurine nodded in turn. For while part of him longed to bend Ratio over this table and fuck him, for everyone to see how thoroughly claimed by Aventurine he was- a much greater part of him longed for the opposite.
No one else could see Ratio like that. No one else could know such a beautiful sight- it was for him alone.
As he continued to speak, repeating the main points of the meeting, saying his thanks and taking his time to do so, he continued to stroke Ratio’s cock through the fabric, rubbing insistently as Ratio’s hips twitched, knowing he’d come any second. ‘Once again, I offer everyone my thanks for being here today,’ Aventurine said, deliberately teasing the tip of Ratio’s cock, looking at the other people in the room, even though they hardly paid him any attention, more focused on Ratio beside him as he shuddered in place, his posture falling apart, almost doubled over as breathy noises escaped him, mostly quiet in comparison to how loud he usually was.
Determined to keep going, as Ratio seemed not to care about stopping this, Aventurine continued to speak. ‘So, looking at the reports you’ve all provided, I think it’s safe enough to conclude we’re on the right track. I think this has the potential to be… lucrative enough for this meeting to have been worth our time.’ Saying that, he hastened the movement of his hand, feeling Ratio jolt beside him, muffling a moan. ‘Once again, thank you for your time, especially you, Doctor, I’m sure you’ve many a thought in that head of yours, I’d just love to hear any of them.’
Of course, instead of replying, Ratio whined in the back of his throat, shuddering intensely as his cock pulsed and throbbed against Aventurine’s hand, coming in his pants at that exact moment, his release seeping through the fabric and dampening Aventurine’s glove, his thighs quivering and shaking as he swallowed breathy sounds.
‘Ah, I see- thank you for your insight, Doctor,’ Aventurine replied, unphased, giving him a slow, parting stroke just to hear him struggle not to whimper. Of course, everyone stared at Ratio, watching his shuddering form, the confusion so evident on their faces that Aventurine felt his own smile grow wider. Thankfully, Ratio had come hard enough that he’d probably shut his eyes, not directly seeing how no one could look away from him. ‘The meeting’s over now, you’re all free to leave.’ When no one moved, Aventurine raised his spare hand in wave, ‘Goodbye everyone- make sure to thoroughly recall the events of today’s meetings. Oh, and if you have a report to write for me, get it done quickly. Bye-bye for now, then.’
Slowly, awkwardly, the other attendants scrambled to their feet’s, exchanging a few lingering glances as Ratio as he remained slumped in his seat, his head lowered as he attempted to steady his breathing. He had to wonder, if any of them realised what had happened. If asked, he’d later say Ratio had a headache or something similar- for now, he enjoyed the intrigue and confusion on their faces. Besides, even if every single one of them knew, or attempted to foolishly blackmail him for making a colleague come in the middle of a meeting, there were less than ten of them, and money could buy silence and more.
That was, of course, if they even knew what had happened. And considering Ratio’s usual demeanour, he doubted many of them would even think of such an upstanding figure as Ratio letting himself be toyed with like that.
‘Ah, Director Aventurine, are you not leaving?’ Someone asked- and Aventurine vaguely recognised this person, who likely knew Aventurine usually said his goodbyes and immediately exited the meeting himself.
‘No, no, Dr. Ratio and I have a few things to discuss, we’ll be staying here,’ Aventurine replied, offering a friendly smile, even as his hand remained firmly in place atop Ratio, possessively gripping his quivering thigh.
‘Ah, I see. In that case, goodbye for now, sir.’
‘Bye,’ Aventurine said with another wave, watching as everyone finally started to leave, all murmuring as they left.
He kept his eyes on them as they walked away, knowing they undoubtedly whispered about Ratio, as they cast long looks at him over their shoulders, flinching and turning as they caught Aventurine’s unerring stare watching them. Once, he’d heard subordinates of his saying Aventurine punished those who perform badly in meetings, which wasn’t true. He mostly didn’t care- unless it cost him a carefully constructed plan- whether others performed well in meetings. Besides, he wouldn’t punish Ratio- well, unless Ratio wanted him too.
Now alone together, a silence settled over them. He felt Ratio stir and shake beside him, smiling to himself for he felt the mix of embarrassment and annoyance that radiated off of him, unsurprised that when he turned, he found Ratio had removed his headpiece, glaring intently at him, his face completely red, with a sliver of drool escaping his swollen lips.
‘Ah, there’s your beautiful face,’ Aventurine said, his tone casual as he brushed a stray strand of hair from Ratio’s face, savouring his expression, both indignant and painfully aroused. ‘I’ve missed seeing your face every day…’
Ratio didn’t acknowledge that, only continuing to glare at Aventurine, letting out a harsh exhale before he finally spoke. ‘Of all the idiotic ideas you’ve had- you seriously, I cannot believe you’d really… You’re intolerable-’
‘Ah, is that right? You were just tolerating it, then. It wasn’t like… you could’ve easily stopped me at any point, is that what you’re saying? Come on, don’t be a liar, Doctor, we both know you liked it. How scandalous of us…’
‘That’s- it’s… it wasn’t as if… I asked for you… to do that,’ Ratio carefully said, his flush now an even deeper shade of crimson, perfectly emphasising the red shade of his eyes. ‘You’re- you’re incorrigible, and as always, you’re completely shameless, and you… refuse to keep your hands to yourself-’
‘Ah, so… this is all my fault? I’ll accept most of the blame, of course. However… I’m certain your hands weren’t glued to the chair, and you’ve pushed my hand off your thigh before if I tease you too much… Yet not today. So, were you suddenly unable to do that?’
‘I-’ Ratio swallowed thickly, his eyes widening a bit as he realised how Aventurine continued to push for an answer, his gaze flitting to the side as he continued speaking, his expression still painfully embarrassed. ‘I… I perhaps forgot that such behaviour was… deeply inappropriate. It’s been… too long since you last touched me, I shouldn’t… have let myself be so affected, or have wanted you to continue as badly as I did…’
‘So, you were so pent up… you really didn’t care that I made you come in the meeting like that?’ Aventurine raised a hand, lightly grasping Ratio’s chin, holding it in his hands until Ratio’s embarrassed stare finally drifted back to him, their eyes locking. ‘How cruel of me, to have left you so needy and desperate… next time, I’ll have to find an excuse to take you with me, so I can spend every night fucking you so hard the entire hotel can hear you scream for me-’
‘Don’t… invite me on your business trip for such… lewd intentions,’ Ratio scolded, his eyes still narrowed. ‘I’d rather I serve an actual purpose for being there, in that I could contribute something meaningful.’
‘Well, fucking you would make me very, very happy, so I feel like that’s something important, right?’ Before Ratio could scold him again, he quickly, added, ‘Of course, we both know that’s not all you contribute- I really do mean it when I say you’re a brilliant, intelligent man… if I could, I’d take you everywhere just for the pleasure of your company and mind, but as much as I’d like that… Well, anyway… it really is good to see you again.’
‘Likewise,’ Ratio murmured, some of his irritation easing away, his tone tender in a way that always made a shiver shoot down Aventurine’s spine. However, he cast a look down at himself, grimacing at the stains on his clothes. ‘This is… disgusting. If I’d known you’d do that, I would’ve brought spare clothing.’
‘So, you still would’ve let me do it, you just would’ve brought spare pants? I’ll remember that for next time-’
‘There will not be a next time,’ Ratio retorted, starting to stand, though his legs only shook, gripping the edge of the table to steady himself. After a moment, he started to walk again, managing to walk the short distance to the end of the long table, with an unused board behind him, his face flushing as he stood there, staring at the seats arranged on either side before him. ‘Those… those people… do you…do you think I was… too obvious? If any of them even suspect what happened, you will never know a moment’s peace, I’ll never stop chastising you for your obscene- ah-’
As Ratio spoke, Aventurine had stood up, sneaking behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling Ratio’s body flush against his own, grinding his still aching erection against the soft curve of Ratio’s ass. ‘My obscene behaviour- that’s what you wanted to say, right? Oh, but my dearest Doctor, you’re just as guilty of it as I am. And you know… we have this whole room to ourselves now. As much as I wanted to fuck you right in the middle of the meeting- I think I’d rather have it so only I get to see you fall apart around my cock.’
‘Do your- salacious fantasies have no end?’ Ratio hissed through gritted teeth, the tips of his ears even redder now as he shuddered in place, grinding back against Aventurine for a moment before stopping himself. ‘This is… a professional environment. Each of us should- should maintain a degree of professionalism, the door isn’t- there’s no lock on this door-’
‘This is a relatively private meeting room, you have to book it first, then swipe your keycard to get in,’ Aventurine reminded him, ‘however… maybe someone else already booked this room? For all we know, someone’s about to walk in, and see you trembling in place, trying so, so hard not to press back against me- and, I bet…’ Aventurine reached around, placing his palm against the front of Ratio’s pants, rubbing slowly at his hard cock through the fabric. ‘Oh, just as I expected, you’re already hard again… Come on, doc, doesn’t this thrill you even a little? The chance of someone walking in is low, but not zero.’
‘It’s- it’s… unprofessional,’ Ratio weakly protested, as Aventurine slowly, so that Ratio could interrupt and stop him, unzipped his pants, freeing Ratio’s aching cock, covered in the slick fluids of his earlier release, flushed and desperate for touch, already beginning to leak again.
‘You say that like me making you come in a meeting wasn’t unprofessional enough,’ Aventurine replied, slowly pumping his shaft, drawing small little moans from Ratio’s lips. ‘So, what does it matter if we make it worse? If you don’t want it… you know I’ll stop. So, say nothing, or protest, and I’ll stop right here, drive you home, pamper you there… Or you can admit how desperately you want me to fuck you here and now, and I’ll gladly do so. Your choice, Veritas.’
Ratio lowered his head, a slight tremor running through his body, his hands gripping the edge of the desk, still trembling faintly as he subtly pressed back against Aventurine’s erection. ‘I want you,’ Ratio murmured softly, looking over his shoulder enough to meet Aventurine’s eyes, before turning again, his head still lowered. ‘I… I’ll admit it was… far more difficult being apart from you than I’d anticipated. I… felt the lack of your presence in my life as a great loss…’ Ratio let out a short laugh. ‘It feels ridiculous, how much you have changed my life… in both big ways and the smaller ways I’d yet to expect.’
‘So unreasonably sweet of you,’ Aventurine murmured, feeling both his arousal and affection for Ratio grow with every word, inwardly surprised at how sincere and sweet Ratio was. So, then, he’d truly had nothing to worry about. Ratio still cared for him, still desired him, despite the absence. His heart fluttering, he placed a slow kiss to Ratio’s neck, feeling his pulse thrum. ‘I missed you too, obviously. I don’t think it needs saying, seeing as I say it all the time… but I truly adore you. I hope… we won’t have to part again anytime soon.’ However, feeling the air had grown too sweet and gentle, Aventurine pressed another deliberate kiss to Ratio’s neck, ensuring he felt the way he grinned against his skin. ‘Though… I very much enjoyed that little video of yours- watching you grow more and more desperate, riding that toy…’
‘Ah, that was… I… I shouldn’t have sent that,’ Ratio replied, his voice tinged with embarrassment, shifting awkwardly in place, ‘I… admit I panicked after I sent it. I never once thought I’d have any desire to make such… obscene material of myself. I was… perhaps a little… frustrated when I went to… relieve myself, only to recall you still weren’t home, and had been ignoring my messages-’
‘Again, sorry for that- the signal was blocked for most of the trip, I tried messaging you at first but… Well, you know how it can be.’ Aventurine sighed, shaking his head, resuming his slow exploration of Ratio’s cock, stroking him carefully so that he trembled again, grinding against his ass. ‘Don’t worry, I made sure to thoroughly enjoy your video- I should set it as a screensaver…ah, but then I’d get distracted and never get any work done… Oh, well, it’d be worth it.’
‘Stop- stop rambling,’ Ratio complained, pressing back against him. ‘I’m right here, in case you’ve somehow forgotten. You could…do whatever you liked to me. I… should be suitably stretched from using that toy yesterday and this morning, it should be fine. Hurry up.’
‘So impatient… Then again, so am I.’ Wasting no further time, Aventurine slid Ratio’s pants down his legs, helping him step out of them, taking off Ratio’s shoes to make it easier. With his lower half now bare, Aventurine spun him around, then guided Ratio to lay with his back pressed against the table, looking up at Aventurine with a heated stare.
Spread out over the surface of the undoubtedly expensive table, where many an important meeting had been held, and would be held again, the fate of planets and society’s capitol decided in this room, Ratio looked up at him. His expression remained somewhat shy, yet wanting, watching Aventurine curiously, his arms splayed out beside him, his legs bent and spread, revealing his loose, stretched hole, and the remnants of his last release dripping down the length of his hard cock.
Aventurine reached forward, rubbing at Ratio’s loose hole, swearing under his breath as he found it still somewhat wet with whatever lube Ratio must have used this morning. ‘You fucked yourself just before coming here, didn’t you? Did you know I’d be here for this meeting? Did you think of me and get so desperate that you had to touch yourself?’
‘I- I didn’t know you’d be here for this meeting,’ Ratio protested, pouting slightly as if that were the only thing Aventurine said he’d taken issue with, ‘I was notified a Stoneheart would be present, however, I thought… I didn’t truly expect you…’
‘Ah, no wonder you let me tease you and got hard so easily,’ Aventurine murmured, unbuckling his own belt, pulling his underwear down just enough to free his cock, stroking himself to spread precome along the tip to the shaft, thick and heavy in his own grasp. ‘Poor, needy thing that you are- don’t worry Veritas, I know what you need- I need it just as badly…’
With a long sigh of relief, Aventurine pressed the tip of his cock to Ratio’s hole, slowly sinking inside, a shuddery sound escaping him as Ratio squeezed him tightly, his insides hot and fluttering around him. Ratio stretched beautifully around his cock, making little breathy noises, a blissful expression on his face as his lips parted in a moan, his sensitive body twitching.
Aventurine groaned lowly in the back of his throat, trying to keep himself slow. His own hand had been unsatisfying, a disappointment compared to this. Ratio writhed and gasped beneath him, his body alight with pleasure, his plush thighs warm beneath his fingers as Aventurine gripped them, holding his legs open as he lightly rocked his hips, shuddering at the moan Ratio let out.
‘Better than the toy, right?’ Aventurine teased, feeling Ratio fluttered and tighten around him as he adjusted, pressing back as if asking for more, to which Aventurine responded by shifting his hips, ensuring his cock dragged against Ratio’s prostate, grinding against it so that Ratio’s noises grew louder, more urgent. ‘That toy never made you moan as loud as this…’
He started to thrust slowly, giving a few teasing thrusts that made Ratio whine in the back of his throat, soft gasps leaving him as Aventurine’s cock slid against his prostate, stretching him wide. Yet already, he felt Ratio’s impatience, the way he narrowed his eyes even as his lips parted in a moan, squirming against Aventurine’s hold on his hips.
Aventurine knew what he wanted, but he wanted to make him say it. He adored the moments Ratio’s composure would crack, how his inner neediness overwhelmed him until he started to beg or plead for more, often getting the point where he’d cling desperately to Aventurine, burying his face in his shoulder, or he’d start to get demanding and bossy, telling Aventurine to fuck him harder and deeper.
He saw a flash of that now, as Ratio tried to glare at him, the effected ruined as Aventurine deliberately gave a slow grind against his prostate, drawing a moan from Ratio. ‘You should- should move faster- we, ah, we can’t stay too long-’
‘Ah, but I missed you so much, maybe I want to take my time…’ Aventurine rolled his hips, smiling to himself at the breathy sounds Ratio let out, his whole body shivering from every thrust, the desperation so evident in his eyes that Aventurine ached with it too, still not wanting to rush himself, wanting to savour the sight of Ratio’s growing desperation, Ratio’s sensitive body trembling beneath him.
With every thrust, Ratio softly bit at his lips, trying to stifle his sounds, still conscious of the fact they weren’t at home, and that they were at risk being over-heard with every little moan that left Ratio’s lips.
‘No need to hide those beautiful sounds of yours,’ Aventurine murmured, punctuating those words with a single, harsher thrust, just to elicit a louder, stunned moan from Ratio’s lips, utterly failing to hide it.
‘I- I… people might- they might hear,’ Ratio said, and though Aventurine supposed it was meant to be somewhat of a protest, Ratio’s tone held no conviction, as if he said it only for the sake of it, a distinct longing in his stare that Aventurine was slowly coming to recognise as Ratio wanting more and more for him, waiting for Aventurine to act and give him what he needed.
Happy to oblige, Aventurine rocked his hips again, his thrusts still slow, but deeper now, no longer shallow and teasing. ‘Don’t hold back a single sound from me- I need to hear everything, and know that you can’t stop yourself moaning from how good I’m making you feel.’
As he’d seen before, he saw the way Ratio’s composure faltered, his expression flickering and revealing the pure desire beneath the veneer of irritation that had adorned his face, his brow furrowed as the pleasure spread through him, occasionally forgetting to muffle his moans, breathy sounds and gasps leaving him as Aventurine fucked into him.
Aventurine’s hands roamed along his body, feeling Ratio’s thighs shudder beneath his fingers, his stomach trembling as Aventurine’s gloved hands rolled up his shirt, quickly undoing every button he could. ‘Need to see as much of you as possible,’ Aventurine told him, pulling at the fabric and exposing Ratio’s chest and abdomen, watching Ratio’s chest heave, his nipples peaked with arousal, immediately drawing Aventurine’s focus as he reached out to run his hands over the plush expanse of Ratio’s chest, teasing at his sensitive nipples, pinching and flicking them so that Ratio’s sounds increased in frequency and volume, loud and canal now, pulled from the depths of him. ‘How much did you- did you have to touch yourself while I was gone? And how’d you, ah- how’d you do it? Did you thrust that same toy into your tight, needy hole over and over, and-’
‘I’m- I’m not- I won’t tell you,’ Ratio gasped out, writhing against the table as Aventurine rolled his nipples between his fingers, choking on an especially debauched sound as Aventurine struck everything sensitive inside of him, desperate, whiny little noises interspersing the louder, shuddering moans.
‘No? So, you’d send me a video of you fucking yourself… but saying how much you did it is too embarrassing for you? Adorable…’ Keeping his hands busy, groping and squeezing at his ample chest, Aventurine felt noises of his own rise in his throat, a breathy, raspy quality underlining his words as he spoke. ‘I- definitely touched myself thinking about you. I thought about all the ways I wanted you, how I’d- I’d fuck you slowly, deeply, how I’d fuck you for hours until you were full and dripping, your hole well-fucked and stretched wide- thought of, ah- of fucking you hard and rough, too, having you falling apart around me-’
Ratio gasped out, shuddering and writhing intensely with overwhelming arousal. Again, his noises rose in volume, echoing off the walls, the table creaking beneath them as Aventurine fucked into him. His insides fluttered and squeezed around Aventurine’s cock, drawing him deeply inside of himself, his hot, trembling hole drawing shaky moans from Aventurine’s throat. As Ratio pushed back to meet him, trying to fuck himself harder on Aventurine’s cock, Aventurine leant closer to him, fucking into him deeply, the heat of his breath fanning over Ratio’s chest, wondering that, as close as they were, if Ratio felt how Aventurine’s heart hammered against his chest.
Distantly, beneath the creaking table, the slick sounds of skin on skin and their bodies meeting, and the obscene sounds that fell freely from Ratio’s parted lips, Aventurine heard steps outside the room, knowing from Ratio’s blissed out, hazy expression that he’d not heard. Besides, Aventurine had no idea if anyone had booked this meeting room, and he didn’t care- he had a much, much more important reason to use it, after all.
All the time he’d been away, he’d longed for Ratio in every way he could have him, not just the company, the conversations, and the privilege he had of looking at Ratio’s beautiful face and all the expressions he showed him- but this, watching Ratio melt with pleasure, the tension easing from his body, desperate and wrecked, moaning for more. He’d always need Ratio in every way he could have him- every second of his time Aventurine could have, he’d savour it, yet still want and need more of it. It’d never be enough, because he wanted everything, always.
‘Ah- Aventurine,’ Ratio breathed out, his voice shaking, gripping tightly at Aventurine’s shoulder, bunching the fabric of Aventurine’s suit beneath his fingertips, twisting the fabric in his grasp, jolting and moaning loudly as Aventurine fucked into him roughly, bringing them both closer and closer to the release they so desperately wanted. ‘Oh, oh, please, I’m so- I’m so close-’
His breathless, wavering voice made Aventurine shudder, groaning in the back of his throat as he drove his cock back into that tight heat, his every nerve tingling with heat and arousal, his body burning so hotly with desire that he ached from it, a breathless string of sounds leaving him as he buried his face against Aventurine’s body. Fucking into him harder, their shared sounds insistent and urgent, his hips twitching as his movements grew increasingly desperate from Ratio’s every reaction, needing him more and more, heat coiling in his gut.
Sliding his hand along Ratio’s body, he reached between their bodies, grasping for Ratio’s aching cock, wet, leaking and throbbing against his hand as he quickly pumped the shaft, groaning at the rising volume of Ratio’s moans, his body tensing as his impending release drew closer from every stroke of his cock. With a garbled string of words, likely another desperate plea, Ratio’s body quaked, a long, loud moan pulled from the depths of his lungs, filling the room as his cock pulsed and spurted between them, clamping around his cock so tightly that Aventurine shuddered atop of him, moaning against Ratio’s chest as his own orgasm overcome him, releasing as deeply inside of Ratio as he could.
As both of them trembled, Aventurine slowly rocked his hips, stopping only when both of them gasped from the overstimulation, still reluctant to pull out and deny himself the warmth and tightness of Ratio’s hole, keeping himself buried inside as they both gathered their breaths. He’d missed this, too- the tenderness that always came after, the way Ratio’s fingers would tangle in his hair, their body warmth seeping into each other, both listening to and feeling the way Ratio’s breathing settled.
‘You… better have tissues of some kind,’ Ratio breathed out, trying to sound annoyed, though Aventurine heard the fond exasperation underlining his tone, shivering from the sound of it.
‘If I’d known this’d happen, I’d have brought a plug,’ Aventurine replied, laughing to himself at the deliberate sigh Ratio offered in response.
‘I dread to think… about the stains- not only my clothes, but yours as well…’
‘Ah, don’t worry about it, I’ll make sure we both look presentable.’ Yet though Aventurine said that, he’d yet to look at the mess they’d made, knowing they were both covered in a mix of sweat and fluids, and whilst Ratio had been mostly stripped, he’d not removed a single item of his own clothing, knowing the crumpled fabric and stains would be incredibly obvious. Then again, recalling the fact he’d made Ratio come in his pants earlier- perhaps neither of them had much hope of looking presentable. ‘I look forward to going home with you- I’ve a few days off now, and I’m making the most of them by spending as much time with you as possible. Anything you want to do, now’s the time to ask for it.’
Ratio said nothing immediately, his silence leading Aventurine to believe that he had nothing to say, or that his thoughts were still hazy and vague. However, Aventurine heard that subtle hitch of breath, listening intently, for he knew Ratio would soon speak.
‘There’s… something else I wanted to do,’ Ratio murmured, ‘I… wanted to do something when you got home…’
‘Maybe I’m wrong and you’re about to chastise me, but from that alone, I’m already thinking it’s about sex,’ Aventurine replied, laughing at the annoyed huff Ratio let out. ‘Oh, what, is that not it?’
‘You’re… not wrong,’ he said, his voice still quiet and low, as if considering his words. As Aventurine leant back to see him better, Ratio offered him a slight smirk, the sight of it sending heat skittering along Aventurine’s spine. ‘However… why don’t you concern yourself with getting both of us home first? Then… perhaps… I’ll show you exactly what I want to do.’
Aventurine offered him a grin in return, resting his hand against Ratio’s heated cheek, shifting so that his lips could brush against Ratio’s, his words murmured against them. ‘In that case, I’ll have to act quickly… I can’t wait to see just exactly what you want- because whatever it is, I’ll give it to you.’ With that, he claimed Ratio’s lips in a slow kiss, feeling warmth spread through him at having Ratio finally so close again, not wanting to let him go again anytime soon.