( He surely hadn't lost a gamble that he was hardly trying for, but for a moment Aventurine can't see what he's gained, so instead he crosses his arms and leans back into the passenger seat now that he's been ousted so effectively.
He does see that smirk, and reaches out to shove Ratio's leg with his foot in retaliation, ignoring the way something in him reacts to seeing the other man with that particular expression. He can recover, though, and another smile crosses over his face, almost as smug as the one Ratio is wearing. )
I don't know, doc. What if I like this new side of you? ( He leans forward, a finger reaching out to gently stroke the stick, as sensual as Aventurine can make it be, tracing over the stitching with care. Though Aventurine's eyes don't move from Ratio's face. ) Now I'll just have to make a point to rile you up more often.
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He does see that smirk, and reaches out to shove Ratio's leg with his foot in retaliation, ignoring the way something in him reacts to seeing the other man with that particular expression. He can recover, though, and another smile crosses over his face, almost as smug as the one Ratio is wearing. )
I don't know, doc. What if I like this new side of you? ( He leans forward, a finger reaching out to gently stroke the stick, as sensual as Aventurine can make it be, tracing over the stitching with care. Though Aventurine's eyes don't move from Ratio's face. ) Now I'll just have to make a point to rile you up more often.