( Aventurine is a man who's gotten plenty by cashing in on his good looks. It's not something he feels any certain shame over -- all for the Amber Lord, after all, and he always exerts a certain level of control over the situation. That's the thing about people who enjoy a pretty face and a nice body to the extent that Aventurine can use it to get what he wants: they're never the ones in charge, as much as they might think otherwise. Aventurine holds all the cards, the winning hand.
Ratio had never seemed to be susceptible to Aventurine's charms and overtures, and their teasing -- while flirtatious -- had never seemed to be serious. Aventurine knows better now. He knows the sorts of things that Veritas Ratio is susceptible to, and this outfit seems to rank up there on the list of unexpected but delightful discoveries.
So he leans into it, leaning forward on the stall to look up at Veritas through lidded eyes. If he's going to look everywhere but his face, Aventurine is going to make him work for it. )
Doctor! There you are-- I was wondering where you'd gone off to.
SHAN'T but also can't
Ratio had never seemed to be susceptible to Aventurine's charms and overtures, and their teasing -- while flirtatious -- had never seemed to be serious. Aventurine knows better now. He knows the sorts of things that Veritas Ratio is susceptible to, and this outfit seems to rank up there on the list of unexpected but delightful discoveries.
So he leans into it, leaning forward on the stall to look up at Veritas through lidded eyes. If he's going to look everywhere but his face, Aventurine is going to make him work for it. )
Doctor! There you are-- I was wondering where you'd gone off to.