[ Ratio would never dare to claim possession over Aventurine, would never fall victim to such base, desperate concepts, not even as an alpha, but... There's a certain joy to be found in knowing they are together, only for each other, even without mating having taken place. There's something solid and warm inside of him, and he leans in, kissing him, long and slow.

It's intense. The feeling of want, like this, is intense, desperate, and he feels himself shivering a little as he rocks into the touch of his partner, closing his eyes again. ]

Anything? [ His hips jerk forward, desperate, needy. ] Aventurine, my sweet gambler... [ Tilting his head back, he breathes out again, his cock twitching a little between his legs. ] I'd fuck you. Fill you, with all that I had. Push my knot into your pretty cunt until you were filled, dripping with me, until it takes - [ A gasp, his hand clenching around nothing. ] - until you're round, showing the world who you belong with.