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When Dr. Ratio returned from his eight-month research project where he was in total isolation, he only had two thoughts as he stepped off the ship: taking a bath in his own bathtub and proposing to Aventurine, in that order. It's not that Aventurine is less important than Ratio's bathing, but he hardly feels in any position to do something as life-altering as proposing while incapable of thinking about anything other than the grease in his hair.
The past eight months have been grueling, to say the least. He's glad he went on the expedition, the data they collected is paramount to the future development of the universe.
However, he spent many nights in his bed, scrolling through his photo library, looking at all the photos Aventurine took with his phone. He used to hate how the gambler would snatch his phone and take a selfie, or take a bad photo of ratio, but he never deleted any of them. The first night of his expedition, he found a new folder in his gallery titled “Open when you're alone.” The first video was Aventurine saying he knew Ratio would miss him, so he put together a surprise for him. He's wearing lingerie in the video, and Ratio quickly realized what kind of surprise it was. Yet he found himself just staring at Aventurine's smile, the flush of his cheeks, and the crinkle around his vibrant eyes.
Of course he missed fucking Aventurine, and a deep, deep part of himself wonders what happened to the seed he left inside him, but that night, he just missed his friend.
He didn’t want to go on this expedition; it was Aventurine who convinced him to do so. Eight months without his beloved blonde was a fate too cruel to bequeath to an ordinary scholar. Said beloved blonde didn't earn the title “Aventurine of Stratagems” over nothing though. It's been a losing battle ever since he fell in love with the sly fox, but he'll gladly lose time and time again.
Before Ratio laid Aventurine down that last night to claim the deepest parts of him, just as the gambler had asked, Ratio had made a deal with Aventurine. He would go on this expedition, but when he returned he would propose, and they would finally start their life together. His desires haven't changed. He's thought of nothing more than Aventurine wearing a matching ring, of them finally sharing a space together, of them starting a family, of being able to stroke Aven’s rounding tummy as he massages his sore back.
Over the eight months he was gone, those fantasies took root in his mind. Some nights, he could hardly remember what was a daydream and what was reality. He didn’t really know why the idea of his seed taking inside Aventurine was so intoxicating, maybe it was just the fact that it meant Aventurine was his. He knew it was unlikely anything happened while he was gone. Aventurine was on birth control, and it certainly wasn’t the first time he fucked the man raw. The passion that night though, it felt like enough to make the improbable probable. He hoped it didn’t take, mainly because he would never want Aventurine to be alone throughout his pregnancy, especially with his child. He would often think that as soon as he put that ring on Aventurine’s finger, he would claim the deepest parts of him again, and make sure that Aventurine is always full and never alone.
Now that he’s back on Pier Point and sees the bustle of people with their coffees and work tablets, he realizes that he may have gone slightly insane while isolated for so long. That’s all those fantasies were right? Just a manifestation of his loneliness and yearning? He knows Yabuli is expecting a debrief as soon as possible, which is why they were warped back to Pier Point. However, his first two goals do not include indulging that wretched woman.
He will have to move fast to avoid her little minions that will corral him to her office. He swiftly moves through the gate, walking with the ego of a man who has far more important things to do than wait for people to move out of his way. He’s so focused on getting out of there that he forgets to put on his alabaster bust.
“Oh my Aeons, is that Dr. Ratio? Do you think he knows about Aventurine?” He hears a woman whisper.
That’s an odd thing to say. They weren’t in a relationship before he left, most people thought they were colleagues who tolerated each other at best. What about Aventurine does he know or not know?
“There’s no way he knows. I mean, hasn’t he been on an isolated expedition for the past eight months?” Another person responds.
He’s growing irritated. He puts on his alabaster bust. Whatever is happening with Aventurine, he doesn’t want to hear about it from gossiping imbeciles. He really should go home and bathe first, even if something is going on with Aventurine. Based on their tone and use of present tense, he can at least assume that Aventurine is alive. However, his feet do not take him in the direction of the warp point home, they move at an alarming speed towards the Stoneheart’s office.
He could be injured. He could be in some kind of trouble. He could have moved on and found another partner. Ratio was gone for eight months, and — even though he told Aventurine he was going to propose when he came back — he had no way of maintaining contact with the gambler. Aventurine is an incredibly attractive, talented, intelligent, and wealthy man. Even if the blonde doesn’t think so, he has a line of far more amicable and desirable people than Ratio waiting for him to even pass a glance at them. How stupid of him to think that he could just waltz back into the Stoneheart’s life with two rings he made while losing his mind in isolation and expect Aventurine to just fawn over him and say yes?
He really should go home. If he’s about to be rejected then he should at least deal with the grease in his hair and the bags under his eyes. Although…maybe if he looks pathetic enough, Aventurine will take pity on him and leave whatever suitors have found their way into his life.
“Ratio?” A familiar voice cuts him out of his spiral. He dematerializes his bust to find Topaz staring at him in shock and disbelief. “You aren’t supposed to be back until next week. It’s in my calendar,” she says in horror.
Oh, so Topaz knows that Aventurine has moved on with his life. They were probably planning to let him down easy and his early return has thwarted their plans , he thinks to himself bitterly.
“There was a cosmic disruption that forced us to leave a week early in order to use the warp gate,” he replies simply, continuing to walk towards Aventurine’s office.
Topaz stumbles to catch up to him. “Where are you going?” She asks.
He looks at her suspiciously. He could lie to try and get her to leave him alone, but as soon as she parts ways, she’s going to call Aventurine and let him know that he’s coming. He feels particularly vindictive. If Ratio was going to be surprised by learning about Aventurine’s new partner, then he should be granted some dignity by being able to surprise the Stoneheart back. “I am going to see Aventurine. Before I left I promised him I would propose once I returned. It is all I have thought about since leaving for my expedition, and it is imperative that I do so as soon as possible.”
Topaz tries her best to cover her shock and horror. It’s a valiant effort but she’s hardly the performer Aventurine and himself are. “Well, allow me to walk with you,” she says, recovering. “This is going to be such a momentous occasion, I should record it!”
He gives her a bitter smile. “A kind offer, thank you, Topaz.” Maybe she should record it, that way Aventurine will have to live with the mortification of watching him break Ratio’s heart postfact.
They don’t speak much on the walk to the Stoneheart’s office. Topaz tries to ask about his research expedition but most of it is classified and he’s hardly in the mood to discuss such things with a debt collector who’s leading him to his dismay. When they reach Aventurine’s office, he notices a holographic sign on the Stoneheart’s door.
On leave for the next six months. Please contact Topaz for staff assignments and Jade for business inquiries.
Ratio stares at the sign. The entire time he’s known Aventurine, the gambler has never taken a day off, let alone six months. Also, despite the sign saying he’s on leave, he can see the light flowing from underneath the door, indicating that he is in his office. He looks over at Topaz inquisitively who gives him a strained smile. He’s feeling less sure about whether Aventurine is cheating on him. (is it really cheating if they were never actually established? He feels like it is.) Hesitantly, he knocks on the door.
“Who is it?” Aventurine calls out.
“It’s me,” Ratio responds. There’s a deafening silence.
Ratio stands there, staring at the holographic sign, waiting for Aventurine to answer. He waits 30 seconds for Aventurine to respond before sighing in resignation. To him, this is all the proof that he needs that Aventurine is cheating on him. Otherwise, why wouldn’t he open the door? He turns to Topaz, getting ready to say goodbye when he sees her roll her eyes.
“Aventurine, I’m coming in. Your boyfriend thinks you’re cheating on him.”
She barges in before Aventurine gets a chance to respond, holding the door open for Ratio. He stupidly stands there, not sure whether he should go in. She gives him an exasperated glare, one that he’s usually giving to Aventurine. He walks into the office and stops dead in his tracks.
Aventurine is sitting at his desk, looking down at his twirling thumbs. His hands are resting on his swollen belly. Ratio’s mind is completely blank. Aventurine looks ethereal. Despite the harsh lighting of the office, there’s a beautiful halo around his flushed skin. His belly looks like it’s almost the size of him. His hands so easily lay on the top leaving plenty of room for it to curve down his body. It’s exactly as he fantasized. No. It’s better. It’s better because this Aventurine is real. His mind crafted the most beautiful replication of the blonde as it could, but it would never compare to seeing the real thing.
“You’re pregnant,” he says breathily. It's all he can think to say. He doesn’t know that this is his baby. Aventurine looks pretty far along but he could have immediately taken on a new lover after Ratio left.
“Yeah, I’m just a bit over eight months,” Aventurine says, giving him a knowing look.
Just over eight months. His conception would have happened right before Ratio's trip. They had spent practically every moment together the month before Ratio left. Aventurine wasn’t cheating on him. This is his baby. He stands as still as a statue, his eyes trained on Aventurine’s stomach. He’s so beautiful. He’s so beautiful and he went through this entire pregnancy alone with no way to contact Ratio. There was nothing he could have done (well, maybe not cumming inside Aventurine but with how much the blonde was begging for it, there was no avoiding it). There was no way he could have known he was leaving Aventurine and their child behind.
He looks into Aventurine’s eyes and his heart nearly breaks. His eyes are glassy with tears that Ratio can tell he’s trying so hard not to spill. His thumbs stopped moving but his hands moved down his belly, almost in a protective embrace. He’s been standing here like an idiot, basking in the beauty of the love of his life while he’s probably thinking that Ratio is looking for a way out of this.
“Can I hug you?” Ratio asks, his voice quivering.
Aventurine’s eyes widen in surprise but a shaky smile crosses his face. “Yeah,” he says softly.
Ratio tries not to stumble but when he reaches Aventurine, all he can do is slump down, taking the blonde into his arms. “I’m so sorry that I wasn’t here, Kakavasha. If I had known, I would have never left. I’m so sorry you had to do this all on your own.”
With a warbly voice, Aventurine responds, “It’s okay, Veritas. We can talk about that later. Would you like to meet your daughter?”
Ratio’s breath hitches as he looks up at Aventurine. “We are having a little girl?” He asks quietly.
Aventurine nods his head, happy tears streaming down his face. Ratio can’t help but cry as well as he kisses Aventurine’s lips and wet cheeks. Aventurine takes his hand, placing it over his swollen belly. Thump, thump, thump. Ratio feels the slightest beat against Aventurine’s skin.
“Ah,” Aventurine says as he rubs his tummy. “She’s usually not this active during this time of day. She must know that her Daddy is finally home.”
Ratio can’t do anything but let out a wet laugh. He bends down and kisses the top of Aventurine’s belly. “Hello, Kilamanga. I’ve been having dreams about you.”
Aventurine gasps, guiding Ratio back up to look at him. “You remembered…”
Of course Ratio remembers. They’ve extensively talked about children and whether they wanted to have them. Most people are surprised to learn that Ratio has always wanted to have kids, but when he told Aventurine, he was given a knowing smile. “It’s obvious that you would want kids, Veritas. Anyone who thinks otherwise clearly doesn’t know you well. A dedicated professor such as yourself would love the opportunity to get to shape and mold a young mind.” When Aventurine said those words, that’s when Ratio knew this was the man for him.
“How could I forget such a detail? Your firstborn daughter would be named after your sister.”
“Are you okay with that?” Aventurine asks hesitantly. “I felt guilty deciding a name without you here.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Ratio kisses Aventurine deeply, digging around his pockets for the gift he intends to give Aventurine. He pulls out two rings, gently placing one on Aventurine’s ring finger. Well, he tries to at least. It seems that Aventurine’s fingers have swollen quite a bit since the last time he measured them. Chuckling, he grabs one of the chains from around his neck and puts the ring on it before clasping it around Aventurine’s neck. He puts the ring intended for him in Aventurine’s hand.
“You are the only thing I thought about while in isolation. I kept having these dreams that you were pregnant with our child, and I thought it was just the manifestation of my loneliness. It seemed the universe was just reminding me that something was waiting for me, telling me to keep my spirits high for when I return. During my free time, I made these rings. Considering they are made from previously undiscovered ore that we were investigating on the expedition, these are the most priceless rings in the universe, and yet they mean nothing in comparison to you. Kakavasha, I was planning to propose to you long before I knew about our child, and I want nothing more than to start our lives together, all three of us. Will you marry me?”
Globs of tears stream down Aventurine’s face and he tries to say yes but his throat is too tangled. Instead, he nods his head enthusiastically as he puts the ring on Ratio’s finger. Ratio bundles him up into a deep kiss, tears continuing to stream down his face, mixing in with Aventurine’s tears. They only pull away when they hear soft sobbing from the other side of the office and Ratio turns to see Topaz recording them. Honestly, he forgot she was there.
Aventurine looks at her in horror. “You aren’t putting that on the TikTok account right?”
“No! No, I promise I just recorded this on my phone,” she says as she wipes her tears.
Aventurine visibly relaxes. Ratio makes a mental note to ask him about this TikTok account later. “Jelena, would you mind giving me some time alone with my fiance?” Aventurine says, his voice still warbly. She nods her head, ending the recording and running over to give Aventurine a hug. She also hugs Ratio, which is surprising, but he hugs her back.
Once the door closes, Aventurine turns to Ratio and says, “Veritas, I need you to fuck me.”
Ratio looks at him, scandalized. “What?” He sputters.
“Veritas. I’m so fucking horny all the time. I stopped being able to use my vibrator months ago and Jelena said that is where she sets her boundary on her willingness to help me. Your baby is huge and is pressing against all of my erogenous zones and my body aches and my hormones are going crazy now that I can smell you again. I need you to hold up my belly while you pound into me.” Aventurine says, nearly crying again.
“You’re so close to your due date… can I do that?” Ratio asks. For all of his knowledge, he didn’t think he needed to know anything about this, at least not yet.
“Veritas, what damage can you really do? I'm about to be stretched open 10 centimeters, do you really think it can’t handle your cock?”
He makes a good point. “Okay, my love. Anything for you. Please tell me if anything hurts and I’ll immediately stop.”
Aventurine nods his head like a child who can’t believe they convinced their parents to let them stay home from school. Ratio helps Aventurine stand and marvels at how big Aventurine’s belly is. He can hardly believe Aventurine can stand up on his own. “Are you wearing my sweater?” He asks casually, but his mind is going haywire. Seeing Aventurine’s heavily pregnant belly peeking out of the bottom of his sweater is actively rewriting his brain.
Aventurine chuckles a little nervously. “I bought myself a whole pregnancy wardrobe, and Jelena constantly teases me because all I wear are your sweaters and sweatpants.” Raito looks down and sees that Aventurine is, in fact, also wearing a pair of his gray sweatpants.
“I don’t think you understand what this is doing to me.”
Ratio helps Aventurine out of his pants and underwear. He really wants to fuck Aventurine in his sweater but he also needs to see Aventurine completely naked, swollen with his child. Helping him out of his sweater, Ratio marvels at how beautiful Aventurine is. He leans Aventurine against the wall before kissing down his chest, sucking on his sensitive nipples. Aventurine’s chest swelled just slightly in comparison to how large his belly got, but as soon as Ratio starts sucking on them, they leak a rich, sweet fluid.
“Oh, Veritas,” Aventurine gasps and moans, his legs shaking, barely able to hold himself up. Ratio dutifully takes Aventurine’s belly into his hands, lifting it up, and causing Aventurine to moan again. Aeons, he’s missed that sound.
He kisses down Aventurine’s belly, each kiss causing Aventurine to gasp and squirm. His belly is so sensitive, this is something he will definitely be taking advantage of in the future. Repositioning himself on his knees, Ratio continues to hold up Aventurine’s belly as he begins to lavish Aventurine with attention. With how long it’s been since Aventurine last pleasured himself, his orgasm was almost instant and overwhelming. He bites into his hand screaming as he shakes around Ratio. Ratio, thankfully, is making sure he doesn’t topple over.
“Veritas, please, I need you inside me,” Aventurine whines. Who is Ratio to deny him? He thinks about all the ways he wants to take Aventurine. Up against the wall as he’s holding his belly. With Aventurine on his hands and knees as his belly gently glides against the floor, stimulating his sensitive skin. However, with how long they’ve been apart, and how much of his pregnancy Ratio missed, Ratio guides Aventurine to lay down, slotting himself between his legs. He needs to see his beautiful blonde and their growing baby as he claims Aventurine once more.
He unzips his pants, exposing his leaking cock, and rubs it between Aventurine’s folds as his hands stroke Aventurine’s stomach. Aeons, he’s beautiful. Ratio can’t believe that he gets to have this. That he gets Aventurine. That Aventurine is pregnant with his child. That he gets to have a family with the love of his life. He thrusts into Aventurine easily, the blonde gasping and writhing underneath him, trying to arch his back. Ratio keeps stroking his belly in awe of how large and full it is. He almost cums just from entering Aventurine. He takes a moment to watch Aventurine pant, his relief and pleasure obvious. With deep and steady thrusts, he takes Aventurine for the first time since he knocked him up.
Aventurine wails in pleasure at each thrust, begging Ratio to fuck him harder and deeper. Whatever logical part of Ratio’s brain that would normally tell him to be cautious is locked away. He listens to Aventurine’s every need, fucking him deeper and harder and faster. Aventurine is drooling as Ratio continues to pound into him.
He leans down, whispering hotly into Aventurine’s ear, “I think I’m addicted to fucking you while you’re so full like this. As soon as you give birth I’m going to fuck another child into you. What do you think? Do you want to always be fucked full? Constantly pregnant with my babies? You’ll never need to do anything again, all you have to do is carry my children.”
“Yes!” Aventurine cries. “Please keep me full, Veritas.” Ratio leans back down, taking Aventurine’s swollen chest into his mouth again, relieving some of the pressure. “Fuck!” Aventurine cries out, cumming again as Ratio continues to stroke his belly. It doesn’t take long for Ratio to cum and when he does it sends shockwaves down his body. All of the times he masturbated to the thought of Aventurine round with his child, nothing compared to him actually fucking pregnant Aventurine. He’s surely going to be addicted to this.
He slowly pulls out, kissing Aventurine’s belly as he whines at the loss. Helping Aventurine get dressed, he moves them to the couch in Aventurine’s office. He lays Aventurine between his legs as they rest on the couch together, his arms protectively and possessively rubbing his belly. In a very sleepy voice, Aventurine says, “I love you, Veritas. I’m glad you’re back.”
Ratio kisses the top of Aventurine’s head. “I love you too, Kakavasha. I’ll never leave again.”