on self
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please come home (i need you here, right now)
"Doc," he gasped out, squirming when Ratio's hands pinched at his nipple, his hand covering almost the entire expanse of his chest. "Ratio, slow down, I can't–"
"You can," Ratio nipped at his ear, dragging his tongue across the shell. "You're doing well, does it feel good?"
"I love you," Ratio said quietly; a confession, a promise, an oath. "You deserve all this, and more."
That was all it took to push Aventurine over the edge, crying out Ratio's name, shuddering through his release, tears spilling as he rode out his orgasm, as Ratio held him through it, peppering kisses along his face, kissing away his tears.
Aventurine choked on a sob, eyes fluttering open, his breath stuttering as he came back to his senses; the dampness on his hand, the tears that had slid from his eyes to the pillow, and the crumpled sheets under him.
Humiliating, Aventurine thought, as he shuffled out of his bed, stumbling to the bathroom to clean up the mess in his pants. How filthy, and disgusting, and perverted.
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