[The sudden text is a bit surprising, but it's welcome.]
I am, yes. Why?
I am, yes. Why?
[... Oh. He has to take a few moments when he gets the photo, spending that time just staring at the photo in mild awe.
But he smiles a little. Of all things for Aventurine to have remembered...]
You're too good to me, dearest. I'll be home soon.
But he smiles a little. Of all things for Aventurine to have remembered...]
You're too good to me, dearest. I'll be home soon.
[He sends an affectionate sticker before hurrying through the rest of what he needs to do before going home.
When he gets home, he makes a beeline for upstairs to their shared bedroom and lets himself inside, breath hitching a little when he sees Aventurine.]
... The photo doesn't do you justice, you know.
When he gets home, he makes a beeline for upstairs to their shared bedroom and lets himself inside, breath hitching a little when he sees Aventurine.]
... The photo doesn't do you justice, you know.
Absolutely.
[He makes his way over, letting a hand rest on Aventurine's torso briefly, before tracing up one of the kintsugi-esque marks.]
[He makes his way over, letting a hand rest on Aventurine's torso briefly, before tracing up one of the kintsugi-esque marks.]
Is that so?
[The slightest of smirks as he continues to let his hand trace along the marks. He only stops when he reaches the spade on Aventurine's chest, fingertips brushing against it.]
[The slightest of smirks as he continues to let his hand trace along the marks. He only stops when he reaches the spade on Aventurine's chest, fingertips brushing against it.]
My, you are quite sensitive. I wasn't expecting it.
[Tracing the outline of that spade now.]
[Tracing the outline of that spade now.]
I can't help it, not when you're being so cute.
[He presses a kiss to that spade this time, pointedly looking up at Aventurine as he does so.]
[He presses a kiss to that spade this time, pointedly looking up at Aventurine as he does so.]
Definitely cute, even like this. I daresay the transformation makes this cuter, in fact.
[As his kisses trail up from Aventurine's chest to his neck.]
[As his kisses trail up from Aventurine's chest to his neck.]
You certainly are, but considerably less so when you're lounging on our bed and whining after just a few kisses.
[He rubs at Aventurine's side, chuckling.]
[He rubs at Aventurine's side, chuckling.]
[Veritas finally climbs onto the bed-- or, rather, onto Aventurine. From there, he just leans down for a kiss.
Oh, this is definitely as hot as he was hoping.]
Oh, this is definitely as hot as he was hoping.]
[He leans into that hand with a pleased hum. When he breaks the kiss, he turns his head to press a kiss to Aventurine's hand.]
Mm. It's strange, but I can't say I dislike it.
[Especially with Aventurine still at his mercy despite this.]
Mm. It's strange, but I can't say I dislike it.
[Especially with Aventurine still at his mercy despite this.]
[He chuckles.]
Perhaps next time? [Another kiss.] Though... how would you like to do this?
[With their sizes like this in mind, he's not sure penetration's going to be very satisfying for Aventurine.]
Perhaps next time? [Another kiss.] Though... how would you like to do this?
[With their sizes like this in mind, he's not sure penetration's going to be very satisfying for Aventurine.]
Oh, almost certainly not.
[And that's a limit he's not about to test.]
Hands it is, then.
[Another kiss.]
[And that's a limit he's not about to test.]
Hands it is, then.
[Another kiss.]
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