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Ratio honestly wasn’t sure why she was even here in the first place. Following the IPC’s success on Penacony, the biggest contributors to the project were invited to a mini celebration party on Fei-6, a small IPC owned tropical planet located in the Asdana system. It was a failed project by the Marketing Department to create a resort that rivaled Penacony, now designated as a private resort exclusively for IPC-mandated events.
Ratio was not a big fan of the artificial beaches and large chlorinated pools, however the invite to this event was more or less shoved into her hands, and after the whole Penacony experience, she didn’t have an excuse nor the energy to decline.
Besides, she knew Aventurine would be there too. Despite their… coworkers-with-benefits situationship, as her students would call it, they haven’t had the chance to properly have a conversation since the fiasco that was Penacony, other than a few quick words before Ratio was called away for the Divergent Universe project. They only kept up over sparse texts after then, both were too preoccupied with other matters to arrange any of their… stress relief activities. Maybe she was hoping for a little more than just a face to face chat with the stoneheart.
Dressed in her bikini with a pair of sunglasses on and sufficient sunscreen lathered all over her body, Ratio currently sat on a bench under an umbrella, engrossed in a book.
She had been successfully avoiding the main crowd at the poolside bar for the past hour, content to sip on refreshing watermelon juice as she flipped through her pages. She wasn’t really sure what warranted such a large gathering, considering only three of the stonehearts were involved in Penacony. Well, and their subordinates too, she supposed. It was great that it was limited to the Strategic Investment Department and its main supporters of the project, Ratio wasn’t sure what she’d do if the Marketing Department was there too.
The artificial sunlight was admittedly quite nice, with the tropical atmosphere neither overly humid nor hot for her taste. A soft sea breeze travelled over from the coastline, bringing a slightly salty tang to the air, and the ambience of gentle waves rolling up the shore provided the perfect environment for her reading. Nearly comparable to her bathtub back home, but not quite nearly the same. Especially after a mind numbing round of sex with Aventurine, both sinking into the warm bubbly water to soothe their bodies… She remembered how Aventurine gave her permission to wash her back, rubbing soothing circles into sore muscles, and how soon their roles were reversed, Aventurine giving her a very intense… massage of her own.
Aeons, was she that pent up?
Lost in her thoughts, Ratio didn’t register the footsteps that approached, only noticing when something icy cold touched her neck. “Fancy seeing you here, doctor,” an alluring voice she would recognise anywhere drawled, directly into her ear.
Letting out an embarrassing yelp, she sat up straight, head spinning to glare at the interruption. As expected, Aventurine grinned down at her, a cold glass of some elaborate purple cocktail in her hand. She too was clad in a bikini of her own, a turquoise pair with gold stitching outlining the edges.
The fabric of the green-blue bikini was already dampened with pool water, clinging tight to her breasts and hips. Moisture slid down her toned abdomen and dripped slowly down onto the sand below.
Ratio’s gaze lingered on each droplet, full of want. It was horribly shameful how quickly she got lost in the enticing curves of the other’s body, especially after just fantasising about her seconds ago.
Noticing she was staring, Ratio shook her head, looking back up at Aventurine’s face, flustered. The change in view didn’t do her any better. Aventurine’s inviting lips shone with tinted gloss, and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. The smirk she wore only conjured vulgar images in Ratio’s mind. She could nearly feel the phantom sensation of that mouth on her cunt, eagerly eating her out as Aventurine so loved to do.
It seemed Ratio wasn’t alone in her fantasies. Aventurine too was distracted, deliberately avoiding eye contact to appreciatively draw her attention over the expanse of the other’s body. To be fair, Ratio had been a bit daring in her choice of a string bikini, knowing the gambler would be present. The triangle top emphasised the curves of her generous chest, and the tight thong-like bottom did little in covering her ass and thighs. With her hair tied up, her muscular arms were on full display, and she had made sure to paint her nails a matching shade of navy blue as her bikini, making her deft fingers appear more dainty.
Her eyes were decorated with signature red eyeliner paired with some light mascara, and lips lined with dark lipstick (all waterproof of course!). She definitely wasn’t ashamed of showing off her hard earned build, given the other had, well, seen everything by now, but now faced with the stoneheart’s piercing regard, she felt just a little self conscious. It was a little out of character for her to intentionally go out of her way to doll herself up, and purposely put on something so revealing just for the stoneheart. Did all the effort make her look silly? Should she just have found a way to skip the event after all?
A finger flicked her forehead lightly, dispelling her thoughts and the tension between them. “I hear you overthinking. What, struggling over some decision? Or still hung on about Penacony?” Aventurine moved over to sit on the empty bench next to Ratio. Leaning over to place her drink on the beachside table next to her juice, Aventurine looked up at her with a grin. “Nice swimsuit by the way, looks really great on you.”
Ratio flushed bright red. “Ah… you too.” It seems she was read all too easily. She relaxed back into her previous sitting position, bookmarking her current page and placing it on the small table with their drinks. “How have you been, are you settling back into work now? Or are you still on leave?”
Aventurine sighed. “I’m afraid it’s the latter. I’ve been itching to get back to doing something, but Jade pushed for me to take this whole month off to recover following the trial and the Nihility whatnot.” Ratio hummed. For once, she had to agree with that woman’s decision.
“Well, after that it'll probably be back to normal. How about you? What’s that whole Divergent Universe thing about?”
Ratio perked up at the opportunity to share more, beginning to talk animatedly about the project she was working on. The conversation continued on, with Aventurine asking the occasional few questions and Ratio answering with passion. The gambler made for a very insightful conversation partner, part of the reason why they had stuck together all this while. Without knowing, the ice in their drinks had melted.
Pausing to take a sip of her now-watery juice, Ratio took a moment to take in the moment before her. It was nice to talk to Aventurine again.
Their conversation had lulled and surprisingly, Ratio had nearly run out of things to talk about, having shared all that there was to talk about the Divergent Universe.
While still sipping her juice, she looked over to the blonde. Aventurine looked a little more subdued, smirk gone, the faint breeze blowing through her curls as she stared down at her hands.
Aventurine opened and closed her mouth, as if debating what she wanted to say next. Ratio waited, patient.
“By the way… about that note. The one you gave to me after we spoke with Sunday.” Aventurine avoided the other’s gaze, voice coming out a little softer than usual, displaying a rare show of meekness. “…thank you. It really helped.”
“I’m glad it did.” Ratio's smile was unseen by the other, but she hoped it carried across in her voice.
And as if flipping a switch, Aventurine’s face morphed back into her signature grin, masking her previous moment of vulnerability. Ratio chose not to comment as the conversation digressed back to something more lighthearted.
“So, doc. Just where did you buy this bikini from? I’d love to get a pair myself!”
Hm, it seemed that they were starting their foreplay. Aventurine always starts with some sort of provocative comment, and then it begins. Flirtatious comments played off as innocent, lingering touches and gazes, usually lasting until one of them gives in, and most times ending up with Ratio moaning and whimpering while Aventurine pulls orgasm after orgasm out of her. Well, no matter. All that technical talk had calmed her mind, and Ratio was more than capable of putting up a little resistance to drag it out. She wasn’t going to let herself get flustered so easily and give in so easily.
“I’ve had this pair for quite a while, although I do not have the opportunity to wear it very often. They might not have the same style anymore, but I would be happy to take you to the store where I bought it from.” There. The most no-nonsense answer she could give in that situation.
“Hmm. Let’s make it a date then, shall we? We can get a matching pair.”
“Ah… I… sure. I’ll send you the location.” Ratio nearly fumbled over her words, taken aback by her sudden advance.
Aventurine downed the rest of her cocktail. “Sounds like a plan! Text me when you have the time, I'm free after all.” Standing up, she held a hand out to Ratio. “Come with me to the pool bar, I’ll buy you a proper drink. As a thanks for Penacony.”
“You need not, but the sentiment is appreciated.” Taking her hand, Ratio stood up as well, gathering her belongings before following the other back up to the pool.
The buzz of conversation and laughter began to emerge, and Ratio spotted a few familiar faces. Topaz and Jade were in a corner by the large pool, and engaged in a conversation. Topaz gave a quick wave but more or less was engrossed with her superior’s words. Aventurine pulled on her hand a little. “Let’s go somewhere else, I don’t want to third wheel whatever flirting they have going on there,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.
They made their way over to the bar, Aventurine giving her a wink and telling Ratio to leave the drinks to her. She returned soon after with two decently sized cocktails in hand.
“Come, let’s go by the pool!”
After finding a well shaded spot, they both relaxed into their respective benches. It was warmer here than by the beach due to the heat from the crowd, and Ratio was beginning to sweat.
Taking a sip from her cocktail (“Sex on the beach?” “It’s a classic for beach parties! Unless you’re thinking of something else? How scandalous doc~ we’re in public!” “…can you stop talking.”) she watched Aventurine dive back into the pool to cool down. Her head emerged from the water, shooting Ratio a teasing grin. Scooting to the edge of the pool, Aventurine splashed a small amount of pool water onto the other.
Ratio scowled, attempting to swipe the cold water off her body. “What was that for?”
“Come on doc! You’re so boring… there’s plenty of time to laze around later!” Aventurine was propped on her forearms, leaning out of the pool. As expected, she was completely drenched. Ratio watched as pool water slid down into the dip between her breasts.
Huffing, Ratio relented, setting down her drink. It was quite hot after all, and the alcohol made her less hesitant to the gambler’s advances. Yeah. Definitely the alcohol.
The water was deliciously cool, and after gingerly making her way in, Ratio shivered at the change in temperature. Aventurine didn’t help, immediately splashing more water at her, all while laughing uncontrollably at Ratio’s unimpressed expression.
“You—!” Ratio began her counterattack, putting her muscles to good use and splashing a wave of water back to Aventurine. She yelped, momentarily stunned as she was drowned by the sudden surge of pool water. She emerged again a few seconds later, spluttering and heaving.
“Aeons…” she coughed. Slightly concerned, Ratio waded over to ask if she was alright. She was met with another handful of water in the face. “Ha! Got you!”
Ratio blinked away the water that had got into her eyes, doing her absolute best not to strangle the gambler right then and there. Aeons, if her makeup wasn’t waterproof, she would be ascending as a new emanator of destruction. “I am going to drown you.”
An intense game of water splashing began, the two giggling and laughing as they swatted and swashed at each other. Expelling her worldly cares and being with Aventurine in that moment was utter bliss, and with the warmth of her surroundings, Ratio felt tipsy with giddiness, relishing in the fun. Okay, maybe the alcohol was starting to have its effect now.
Aventurine dived down under the water, coming up periodically in her attempts to fight back, but Ratio intercepted her at every opportunity, retaliating with swipes of water to the face. At one moment, Aventurine backed her into a corner and lunged at her, arms outstretched to hold her arms down. Ratio yelped, and the two tumbled backwards, crashing into the water. Ratio’s head bumped gently against the pool edge, softened by the water.
Time seemed to stop as dual toned eyes of magenta and cyan met hers, a rare unbridled joy sparkling within them through the water. Or perhaps it was the reflection of light that entered, illuminating the gorgeous colours of her eyes.
The moment was broken by the force of being pulled back up to the water’s surface, crashing through back into the air. Ratio heaved and shook her wet hair out of your face. Aventurine was panting too in between her laughs.
“Ha! You should’ve seen your face!”
Ratio wanted to argue that it was the blonde’s beauty that stunned her, but she refrained and merely responded with a sigh.
Aventurine giggled for a moment before helping Ratio move her curly hair out of her eyes and off her shoulders. “Here, let me help you-”
Aventurine’s eyes went wide while looking at her chest, suddenly moving to hug Ratio, pinning her against the pool edge. Ratio flushed as hands started moving up her torso. “Gambler! What are you-”
“Your bikini slipped,” Aventurine muttered softly, “I’ll help you adjust it, just don’t move. Don’t worry, we’re in the far corner, everyone’s by the bar.”
Ratio’s face turned a beet red, but Aventurine made quick work with her hands, and her top was back in place.
“Thank you,” Ratio said, still slightly flustered. She didn’t mention to Aventurine how the thought of being exposed may have turned her on a little.
“Maybe that’s enough swimming for now. Want to wash off the pool water in the shower?” Aventurine suggested. Ah, she must’ve misinterpreted her arousal as uncomfortableness. No matter, Ratio was getting a little tired of the pool, and the chlorinated water wasn’t very good for her hair anyways.
And along that line somewhere, that shower transformed from a washing session to something more heated.
Sighing, Ratio let Aventurine run kisses from her jaw down to her neck, moaning as they got more aggressive with each centimetre downwards. A particularly hard suck over where her carotid artery would be had her groan especially loud.
Wait. They were still in public.
Ratio pulled gently at Aventurine’s hair to get her attention.
“Gambler, must I remind you that this is an open shower?? Someone could walk in at any moment!” she hissed.
“Well, you’re free to leave if you want.” Aventurine said, pulling away from her neck where numerous kiss marks now lay. She looked pointedly at where Ratio’s arms were wrapped tightly around her, smirking. “But I have a feeling that the fear of getting caught turns you on.”
Ratio flushed a bright red. It seemed Aventurine read her through after all. Maybe she did have a bit of an exhibitionist streak.
Grumbling, she pulled Aventurine back to continue her ministrations upon her skin. “Fine. You may proceed. Just…just make it quick.”
The other laughed into space between her neck and shoulder. “Don’t worry, I can definitely make you come in under ten minutes.”
The gambler was annoyingly right. She knew Ratio’s body on the back of her hand from the number of times they had tangled together. However, Ratio chose to outwardly deny this, letting out a haughty huff. “Ha, I highly doubt so.”
“Well, let's make a bet then, shall we? I don’t make you come in time, and we can move somewhere more secluded to continue. But if I do make you come, then I’ll have to fuck you again on my hotel balcony. It is quite the open space…”
Ratio’s face burned. The balcony seemed like an even more dangerous option, but the prospect was…enticing.
“Although, if you really do need an out, you know the safeword. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.” Aventurine said, pressing a reassuring, chaste kiss to the underside of her jaw. Ratio made a nod in response.
They had established their safeword, apple (“Really doc? Couldn’t think of a better one?” “What’s wrong with it? It’s not like either of us has any sort of… sexual attraction towards fruits.” “Ha. You’re a funny one.”), some time after they settled into their situationship, Ratio being quite firm with her boundaries. Any mention of the word meant that they would stop any sexual activity for the moment, regardless if the matter was big or small. Aventurine complained that since she didn’t have any need for it herself, it would be a waste, but she agreed anyway for Ratio’s sake.
It was ironic that she was the one to first use the safeword, hyperventilating and trembling after Ratio had pinned her wrists together above her head to kiss her without any interruptions. “Ah…Sorry doc…” she had said after Ratio stepped away. Ratio frowned "There's no need to apologise at all, that's the purpose of the safeword. If anything, I am the one in the wrong.” “No, no no, it’s my fault for not letting you know about this. Don’t get me wrong, I really like kissing you…just… don’t trap my hands together like that. It uh… reminds me of bad times, haha..” Ratio hated that self depreciating laugh. Following that incident, other than some rare moments (Aventurine attempting to wring out more than five orgasms from Ratio in one session), neither really had the occasion to use the safeword.
To Ratio, wouldn’t make sense to use the safeword now, and even if they did get caught, Aventurine’s high status would make it so that all gossip would be silenced. Didn’t mean that Ratio still couldn’t fantasise, however.
Ratio’s mind slid back to the present as hands slid up her waist to settle at her chest, groping her breasts obscenely. Aventurine had a mischievous grin on her face, licking her lips as she had her fill of touching Ratio’s generous chest. Ratio, although slightly amused at the gambler’s fascination with her breasts, let out a sigh of pleasure as thumbs moved circled her hardening nipples.
“Mm, we should get you out of this tiny top, your tits are practically about to spill out again. I’m surprised it lasted for so long,” Aventurine murmured into her neck, her breath sending goosebumps along Ratio’s skin. Her palms moved teasingly over her chest, pushing the strips of cloth up and over her breasts, freeing them to bounce down. (“Ooh! Nice titty drop! I should video this next time!” “...what.”)
Feeling the air on her now bare nipples, Ratio shivered. Now if someone did walk past, there would be no question as to what scandalous act was happening in that shower stall. The thought of being caught by one of their coworkers and being the gossip of the strategic investment department or even her students for the next month… Dr Ratio, oh so highly regarded by everyone, falling prey to the temptations of the flesh in a public space where anyone could see… Shamefully, a throbbing pang of arousal shot down to her cunt.
Distracted by her fantasies, she barely registered Aventurine’s movements until a hot, wet mouth enclosed around her right breast. “Mmh—!”
Sucking greedily on her flesh, Aventurine’s tongue circled her nipple in languid, circular motions. Her hand continued to play with Ratio’s left breast, pinching and groping it lightly, playing with her areola. Ratio moved one hand to muffle the soft moans she was making, the other threaded into the blonde locks of Aventurine’ hair, pulling her closer to herself.
A knee slipped between Ratio’s legs invitingly, and she wasted no time in rolling her hips sinfully against Aventurine’s thigh. Distantly, she could still hear the sounds of conversation from the pool, and the idea that only a wall separated their devious activities from prying eyes made her whimper.
Aventurine pulled away from her breast with a pop, while her fingers flicked meanly at her other nipple. “How naughty~ Getting off on the idea of someone walking in? Seeing you hump my leg like a bitch in heat?”
Ratio let out a soft whine, as if only serving to prove her point. Pulling away the hand covering her mouth, Aventurine leaned in, muffling her noises with a deep kiss. Her tongue greedily invaded Ratio’s mouth, entangling with hers as hands once again kneaded at her chest. Aventurine rubbed her thigh against the wet fabric covering Ratio’s dignity, grinding into where her clit was pulsing with arousal.
Although pleasurable, it wasn't enough. Ratio needed the feeling of direct skin on hers. Her hand now free, she reached down to pull her bikini bottom to one side, spreading her legs wider so she could have that delicious friction against her sensitive cunt. Slick had pooled around her entrance, now being rubbed egregiously all over Aventurine’s leg, as if it wasn’t wet enough from the shower and pool.
It was indecent, messy and perfect, combined with their passionate make out and wandering hands. Despite her outwardly perceived pedantic nature, deep down Ratio relished in these filthy, raw matters of the flesh.
In the midst of her pleasure, she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart stilled, immediately slowing to a pause the movement of her hips. A small part of her yearned to expose the scandalous happenings that were occurring, but her rationality took over. Breaking away from the kiss, she looked Aventurine in the eye. The other was also aware of the potential of being caught, yet she continued to fondle teasingly at her breasts. She matched her gaze with no judgement, reminding her that she still had an out with the safeword. However, Ratio remained silent.
The sound of footsteps grew softer, more distant. Aventurine shot her a wink.
“My luck always comes on top. Hmm, but what if that person really did walk in? Would you let them watch as I grope you like this? Spread your legs wider to put on a show for them? Mm, you’re getting so wet… You really enjoy this, don't you?”
Ratio was getting lost in Aventurine’s hypnotising words. Her hips bucked forward in response, rubbing her clit as best as she could against the other's leg.
“Oh.. you are so needy~ Want my fingers in you?” Aventurine murmured, fingers breezing delicately over the blazing heat of her core.
“Yes… yes please-!” Ratio begged out.
“What a good girl, always remembering your manners.” Aventurine’s middle and ring finger slipped into her dripping entrance, wasting no time in crooking sharply to aim at her g-spot with practiced precision. Ratio groaned at the stretch, shuddering and leaning her head forward onto Aventurine’s shoulder.
Aventurine immediately set a brutal pace, cruelly thrusting her fingers into that delectable spot, making Ratio see stars. Meanwhile, her thumb rubbed soothing circles into her aching clit above, caressing and polishing it as if it were a delicate pearl. Ratio couldn’t help the way her eyes rolled back, letting out silent gasps as she was fingered and toyed with.
“So-…so good… Mmmgh-!”
She was quietened with another deep kiss. Aventurine mouthed at her like she was starving, sucking in and muffling any moans she let out. Her fingers continued their assault throughout, pressing and rubbing over her heated inner walls.
At this rate, she really would come in under ten minutes. Although in the back of her mind she already knew this would happen, her pride took a blow.
Not forgetting her chest, Aventurine’s other hand continued to pinch and twist teasingly at her nipples, each sensation on the bud sending tingles throughout her body. Her clit was hard and throbbing as it was circled with more light strokes. A sudden firm press into the bundle of nerves nearly had her keening as simultaneously the fingers inside her sped up.
Aventurine’s tongue explored her mouth, meeting Ratio’s own. She let Aventurine take control of her body, playing it like an instrument to her will. Every contact she had with the other made her head spin, dizzy and drowning in euphoria.
She could already feel the telltale signs of her orgasm incoming, tipping precariously on the precipice. Pangs of arousal reverberated throughout her entire body, pulsing needily from her lower half.
Her clit was pinched and rolled between Aventurine’s thumb and index, and it was enough to send her tumbling over the edge, her cry of pleasure drowned in their passionate kiss.
Aventurine continued her thrusts, albeit gentler as she helped Ratio ride out her climax. Her orgasm wasn’t momentary, it lasted. Her cunt spasmed in ripples, clenching around the fingers inside of her, and her body rode out the intense waves in shudders. The final few waves were accompanied by a gush of squirt, forcing the intruding fingers out of her and the ejaculate sprayed onto the shower floor. Her shaking legs felt like jelly, only standing with the help of Aventurine’s support.
The two stayed there for a moment, Ratio coming back to her senses, grounding herself back to reality with the feeling of Aventurine’s mouth on hers. The hand that was previously on her chest had moved to her back, rubbing soft soothing circles into the slowly relaxing flesh. Aventurine pulled away from the kiss, and extracted her fingers as gently as she could.
“You did so well,” she murmured, pressing light kisses on her cheeks and forehead. Ratio could only let out a soft whine in response, mind still reeling from her intense orgasm. She barely registered when Aventurine turned back on the showerhead above, and flinched as cool water rained down on the both of them.
“Sorry babe, we gotta wash up now. It’ll be quick, I promise.” Hands pulled her bikini top back over her chest, and fixed the bottom to cover her privates. Then, they cupped water to wash off any remaining fluids off her chest and thighs.
Ratio was still in a slight daze as a towel from somewhere was wrapped around her, dabbing onto her wet hair, carefully drying her. Soon, she was decently dry, no longer shivering in the cold moisture. Aventurine took her hand in hers.
“Feeling alright?”
Ratio gave a nod in response. She tended to get a little non-verbal after more…adventurous sex. Aventurine was well aware of this, of course.
“Want to go up to my hotel room? I did make you come in under 10.” Aventurine teased. Looking at Ratio’s once again flustered expression, she added. “Although, if you’re not up to it, I won’t force you. I can always run you a bath, the bathtub I have is pretty big. And it comes with a jacuzzi. And a giant selection of bath bombs. There’s even a duck one.”
Ratio snorted. Even after all that dirty talk and giving her such a mind-blowing orgasm, Aventurine was still herself, so thoughtful at heart.
She let Aventurine lead her out of the shower, still unsteady in her steps. Thankfully, it seemed that no one missed their presence, as Aventurine gathered up their belongings and guided Ratio into the hotel.