[ It's painfully heady, the idea of their shared genetics coming together to create a child, and while Ratio has no real desire for fatherhood right now, there's something painfully alluring about it. It helps that Aventurine is being deliciously attractive about it as well, and he groans softly, the scent of his desire and lust filling the room. It's perfection, and Ratio is losing the reigns of his self-control.

Leaning in, he breathes out sharply, the tug to his hair having his hips twitching and his throat bobbing as he swallows. He's so at this man's mercy, it ought to be embarrassing. ]

As long as it takes. [ His fingers dig into Aventurine's skin and he shivers. ] I'd keep you knotted until I could scent our child in you. Plug you with my cock until we had exactly what we wanted.