alexinity

[alexinity]

cw. best friends need to fuck each other sometimes <3 fem! reader

what's worse?

the vivid realization of fucking your best friend aventurine or that it actually feels fucking nice when you ride him as it all happened so quickly, with want, need and arousal— without your mind working.

it started somewhat innocent, the both of you curious on what's behind those clothes of yours when you begin to masturbate in front of each other— your fingers rubbing over your puffy clit as aventurine watches with big doe eyes, stroking his cock.

high off desperation, he urges you to put a finger into your hole, which you hoped he'd be the one to tell you— to make you do it so it's him who looks even more desperate than you did.

he makes a great show of showing you his thickened cock, right and solid and good wiping his pre over his shaft before bucking into his hand, again again and again fucking into his tight grip imagining it's your tight pussy instead.

the one he's watching getting stuffed by a mere finger. he could've made you cum already, he's certain of it.

aventurine begins to grunt each time you whine when you pump a finger in— and you can see it, how much in pain he was, keeping his teeth dug into his bottom lip to concentrate on making himself cum with his hand.

but it's fast, almost a little bold when he asks you, when both of you think about it;

"you wanna— sit on it, just a bit?" he gasps when you whine back to him, confused and lidded eyes, thrusting your finger in and out of your hole, "only a bit, okay?" you utter back nervously, "five s-seconds, five, not more," lips wet with saliva bestowing pure lust as aventurine was trying to hold it in, his climax and breath, caught in a big gulp.

you hop on top of him, your folds smacking against his shaft as he desperately lines himself up— drawing you still, uttering out another twine of five seconds, only five, fucking five seconds, it's gonna be worth it, you'll see.

"fuck—," he throws his head back, palms branding your ass, "i'm inside of you, fucking inside, oh fuck," as the new feeling of a cock, your best friends cock, sliding into your walls felt so fucking satisfying, so damn filthy and wrong, but good and well at the same time.

it's wrong, it's not, but it is. no it's not.

something so thick and pleasuring can never be wrong.

you're so tight, so fucking tight," he presses into you, your hole filled and thighs shaking, your hips still pushing down to keep more of him in before you let out a squeal at the burning split of his shaft gaping your cunt apart— the tight cunt aventurine always wanted to feel.

the gambler doesn't want mindless fucking, or mundane repetitive one night stands that are bringing him more eye roll than actual pleasure.

actual satisfaction? that's what he wants and he's feeling it right now while stuffing his best friend's sloppy cunt—he desires you strongly, he craved an almost damaging, unspeakable pleasure, his hips jerking reflexively as you're high off the sensation of him.

you choke out your moans, both humping each other filthily, his unforgiving pace bringing you to tears, sweat and saliva drenching you, marking you up, until you're falling apart on your best friends fucking cock.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[alexinity]

okay i do want to voice out my opinion in.. well certain fics

i get it, it's called FANFICITON for a reason, but of course there has to be limitations because at this point i feel like i dont want to be a part of any community again

i do hope you know what "dark content" actual is. yes, its dark, but dark is way different than full on disgust. i do think incest doesn't belong to "dark content", because you're having sex with your biological family. that's gross and surely other siblings/bio family members wouldn't want to have sex with someone they're related to

even if it's traumatic/ptsd related, lets not romanticize that at the very least. its a really serious situation we shouldn't be putting in our writing just for the sake of attention and pleasing others.

obviously seeing smut fics of your favorite character isn't a nice thing to see. any fandom, like majority or even all people in a fandom wouldn't and cant handle incest. like- any sane person would never handle that honestly

ive read the aventurine incest fic with his sister and least to say, i wasn't pleased a bit because im sure aventurine wouldn't do that, and im sure others agree too.

me, along with some others (majority of aventurine fans id say) wouldn't want to see gross works about the character/s (doesnt limit to aventurine) because it genuinely upsets us due to how someone decided to treat a character in such a negative scenario society perceives, because i know some others view these characters as their comfort character.

this also gives the writing part of the fandom a bad light and we obviously dont want to get caught up in that bad light.

i saw the author say that they're disgusted by their brother, yet wrote this fic about brother!aventurine wanting to get his siter pregnant with their child...

i kind of admire the courage of this person to post this fic thinking it was okay for like- majority of people. i know its a mater of preference of smut fics, but i honeslty think liking incest related fics isn't something to enjoy especially when its someone you're close with.

some might defend, saying that others (specifically irl people) enjoy getting r#p#d or having sex with their family members, but id like to say that's a different case and lets not add it to our writings that will be shared to others. perhaps the reason why people enjoy these stuff is because that's how they were raised when they were young, and young and developing brains of kids are easy to brainwash and inflict trauma, even teens, heck adults too

if you think we're just sensitive, we're not because i wouldn't want my parents or sibling to just suddenly want a baby inside of me, id call the police ASAP

at this point ill just play a game without even looking at the community/fandom to spare myself a bit of my sanity and please read the entire thing and hopefully get my point

[alexinity]

Hi there,

I’m sorry you’ve gotten so many anons that are downright hateful. You can disagree with someone without telling them to kill themself, and I wish these anons would actually try to engage with you in a meaningful way rather than just threatening you. That’s why I’m writing this ask. I was hoping to explain some of the nuances of dark content in a way that isn’t pure defensiveness. It’s okay if this doesn’t change your mind, I just wanted to try and actually explain helpfully.

Firstly, I understand why you’re upset about the post. Incest is extremely taboo and morally reprehensible in reality. (And I agree with you it’s not my cup of tea in fiction either.) However, on sites like tumblr and ao3 it’s very much up to the reader to avoid things they don’t want to see. Yes, tag filtering exists and many of us use it, but some things still slip through the cracks. Even if this post wasn’t filtered for you, it was still marked as mature by tumblr and the top of the post itself contains all the relevant warnings. If you didn’t want to see the content, all you had to do was block and scroll away.

Second, in fiction communities, it is absolutely inappropriate to pathologize people’s fantasies and tell them that their content should not exist. Studies have shown time and time again that fantasies do not correlate with real life intentions to commit taboo or illegal acts such as incest. In fact, modern psychiatry believes that engaging with fanfic (and other safe sane consensual ways of engaging with dark fantasies) is a helpful outlet for people. Adults are capable of separating fiction from reality. To pretend otherwise is to buy into purity culture rhetoric.

On the topic of purity culture, policing fandom content in any way is absolutely a Trojan horse for purity culture. Just look at what happened to ff.net. First it will be dark content, then it will be any nsfw content is unacceptable, then it will be queer content, and so on and so forth. The thing about claiming the moral high ground is that morals are subjective and the goalposts will always be moved. You may think I’m exaggerating by saying that objecting to fictional incest and other dark content leads to the exclusion of marginalized folks, censorship, and the destruction of fanfic communities but it absolutely does and it has already happened.

Anyway, thanks for reading this far (if you have) and again I’m not sending this out of malice so I really hope it doesn’t come across as a personal attack. But at the end of the day, (as much as I understand having a visceral reaction to dark content) this one is kind of on you. Tumblr has dark content, this is common knowledge. A post gave appropriate warnings. And you purposely engaged with a post you knew you wouldn’t like. Being into dark fantasies with fictional characters is not an offense worthy of a callout post. Next time please just block and scroll. Other people should be able to create the content they like without being shamed and harassed. Not everything has to be for you.

hi,

i understand your point, thank you for being respectful, i got tired of people just jumping on me, thinking they will do something by calling me names and telling me to off myself.

Thats one of the reasons i wont be saying anything about content like that anymore, the other is that no matter what me and other people said as a response we got insults and not being taken seriously.

Of course i dont think only my opinion is right, i respect other peoples opinions but i also expect a normal response. Instead i was called thin-skinned and told to suck it up. Immature response in my opinion.

i will also add that not all people separate fiction from reality and a lot of them are adults.

i dont wanna deal with all of that anymore its pointless

Again thank you for being respectful and kind, some of the asks i received were pretty mean lol

[alexinity]

Why tf can't people (you) just mind their goddamn business. You literally have no reason to be bothering them and telling people to harass them. Obviously they're gonna retaliate if you just come out and attack them. You inserted yourself into their community and tried to shame them when you're the one who stepped foot in there. Chronically online behavior.

yea it was childish to share the author of that fic but that information is public anyway, if they wanted to find it they could very easily

in fact i had forgotten the user of the creator and it took me like 2 mins to find it

im not sending anyone to harass them, people are gonna do that anyway, so dont blade me

[alexinity]

I only got 1 anon hate, then quickly turned anon off. They don't seem that brave to come and confront you when anon is off 😂😂😂

i got multiple

in fact i still have a few i have to read im curious what bulshit they are gonna come up with

but yea they dont have the balls to actually say anything

[alexinity]

kys

aww double suicide?? with me?? plss

[alexinity]

dont by shy, drop the writers blog name. those kinds of people dont deserve platform and NEVER will. writing and consuming it is one thing but DEFENDING IT, ROMANTICIZING IT and even daring to say that “oh its completely fine bc its fictional” is ANOTHER.

“art imitates life” and who knows what kind of freaks like the writer are out there thinking of such inappropriate things with their own flesh and blood and even acting them out. some ppl deserve to receive hate speech and i sadly have to choose hate & violence

@ heartlyrins is the creator

at first i didnt wanna say the user and make people go and harass the creator but multiple people, me included already received weird af asks from people defending this bs and calling us ableist, calling us mentally ill kids, saying we should be locked up etc etc

could be the author themselfs idk they were anonymous

i dont give a fuck anymore tho

go insult the creator and all the other freaks if u want

[alexinity]

This is why you don't let mentally unstable children on the internet. You know you're allowed to skip content you don't like? Delusional sick fucks like you should be locked up

ohh and youre so scared to show your username!!

just this whole thing says enough, you should be the one locked up if you go to people and tell them this

because i know for a fact youve been saying the same shit to multiple people

perhaps you wont be anonymous if you actually had the balls to say all of this to people

ur cute go read your freaky "dark romance" and stop defending this bs

[alexinity]

Oh look an ableist cunt telling people how to process their trauma

BAHAHAH

your a freak

[alexinity]

this is the same person from my last post btw

I CANT

"the hsr fandom cant handle incest" "they are so thin skinned"

this isnt just minor issue that people are being too dramatic about many MANY PEOPLE FIND THIS DISGUSTING

This isnt just dark romance, there are many dark romance authors out there yet they dont write about incest, the ones who do are a minority, you are part of that minority that believes this is normal, you are sick

and no it is not just fiction clearly since you mentioned yourself you had sexual thoughts ABOUT YOUR BROTHER

you are contradicting yourself

perhaps if actually tried to read what people are saying about this whole thing, what they said directly to you without deleting their comments, you would understand why this bothers people.

just stfu you dont deserve a fucking platform

#aventurine x reader #hsr fandom #hsr x reader #aventurine smut

[alexinity]

the author deleted all previous "hate comments" as they call them, wrote a responce which pretty much said: "but oh i put a warning! dont read it if you dont like it :( " girl you are writing about incest...lets be real

i dont know how to feel about the whole thing

they are literally trying to be cute and kawai about it

their entire theme being about Needy Streamer (game) says enough, you dont wanna be around a person like that

earlier i saw an Aventurine x reader smut fanfic in which the reader is his sister and i just had to SAY SOMETHING even if i expect no one to give a fuck

Its not the first time im seeing someone fetishize incest and write about it as if its normal? again with the disgusting non-con as well (but thats a different topic)

making a character a really disgusting person to fill their own sick fantasies and having the confidence to post it on here as if its something commonly accepted

that isnt the big issue tho, theres many sick people on the platform.

my problem with this is that i saw exactly 2 people, other than me who complained in the comments of that fanfic and expressed how disgusted they are, calling the author sick etc etc

it has over 150 likes at the moment, if you, reading this, remember reading it and enjoying it just know youre gross, sick and disgusting just like the author

im not the first and i wont be last person to talk about this but if you have weird fetishes that doesnt fucking mean you have to share them with others, hope this helps <3

i tell you when i saw that post my jaw was ON THE FLOOR

ive seen many weird fanfics but hey i had not seen an incest one in a while

before anyone says "its a trauma response" "people deal this way with trauma and SA" bs just know i do not give a fuck, you can deal with all the trauma you have in private! just like everyone else

non-con is weird as it is, but writing about incest? you are going too far and you have issues in the head, you dont have to share it and spread it on a platform where people may think this shit is normal

go get therapy instead

[alexinity]

earlier i saw an Aventurine x reader smut fanfic in which the reader is his sister and i just had to SAY SOMETHING even if i expect no one to give a fuck

Its not the first time im seeing someone fetishize incest and write about it as if its normal? again with the disgusting non-con as well (but thats a different topic)

making a character a really disgusting person to fill their own sick fantasies and having the confidence to post it on here as if its something commonly accepted

that isnt the big issue tho, theres many sick people on the platform.

my problem with this is that i saw exactly 2 people, other than me who complained in the comments of that fanfic and expressed how disgusted they are, calling the author sick etc etc

it has over 150 likes at the moment, if you, reading this, remember reading it and enjoying it just know youre gross, sick and disgusting just like the author

im not the first and i wont be last person to talk about this but if you have weird fetishes that doesnt fucking mean you have to share them with others, hope this helps <3

i tell you when i saw that post my jaw was ON THE FLOOR

ive seen many weird fanfics but hey i had not seen an incest one in a while

before anyone says "its a trauma response" "people deal this way with trauma and SA" bs just know i do not give a fuck, you can deal with all the trauma you have in private! just like everyone else

non-con is weird as it is, but writing about incest? you are going too far and you have issues in the head, you dont have to share it and spread it on a platform where people may think this shit is normal

go get therapy instead

#aventurine x reader #hsr x reader #aventurine x reader smut #aventurine smut

[alexinity]

[alexinity]

LOUDERRR

stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

[alexinity]

HES SO CUTE I CANT AAAAAAAAA

;;; Wrio who watches u do you makeup routine in. The morning and looks so amazed with each thing u do bc. You look so good without makeup but with makeup ?? There’s just something abt it that makes him stop and stare and oh seeing you applying everything with such precision, such confidence, and seeing how much skill goes into doing smthn like this makes him so awestruck and he can’t help but compliment you every ten seconds (and he nearly makes u mess up your makeup routing from smiling and suppressing your laughter)

[alexinity]

— a reason. ft aventurine

— warnings: slight cursing and violence and spoilers for the new hsr quest

— author's note: this is very long and very much a giant word vomit. first work in hsr is aventurine, i fear favoritism is real.

‘everything happens for a reason.’

aventurine has never felt so sick and tired of that phrase. something about it makes his fists clench from beneath the table and stomach flip and twist uncomfortably from within.

if everything happens for a reason, then what was the reason behind his clan’s massacre? what was the reason for the stirring in his guts whenever he looked in the mirror? what was the reason behind all of his fortune now turned to misfortune?

aventurine hated not knowing the reason.

“and this pretty thing,” jade motioned towards you by her side. standing motionless, back straight and all. “is [name]. be sure to play nice, aventurine.”

what was the reason behind your new recruitment? better yet, why were you placed as his new assistant? the last time aventurine checked, he was doing perfectly fine. steadily climbing up his rank with his risky gambles and bargaining skills. he couldn't wrap his head around it so he just sighed and accepted it.

“thank you for always looking after me, jade.” his voice carried evident sarcasm but the woman only smiled and pushed you towards his direction. he had to physically stop himself from recoiling from the action and gave you a smile.

“it's a pleasure to meet you, [name].” he held his hand out for you to take. you were hesitating, aventurine noticed. but after a few seconds you slowly slid your hand into his and gave it a firm shake. “the pleasure is all mine, mr. aventurine.”

the blonde man held onto your hand for a moment longer before slipping it away and tucking it behind his back. he surveyed your form making you want to squirm under such a gaze, and he noticed.

“let's be good friends.”

—

working with aventurine was strange, not that you didn't expect it. you spent the past six months running around the IPC from one office to another carrying mountains of papers and constantly picking up calls from the communication device in your ear. other times, you'll be out and about trailing aventurine like a lost duckling when you need to accompany him to missions that require him to be physically present.

honestly, working for the stoneheart will eventually give you an early death from a heart attack. not only is his risky gambling habits very concerning, his way of speaking wasn't exactly everyone's cup of tea. more often than not you’re needed to play as a peacemaker, the middle ground of negotiations to prevent any physical fights from starting.

but it wasn't as bad as you'd assume. you clock in around 9 in the morning and clock out at 5 in the afternoon. sometimes if certain tasks require you for overtime, you'll clock out at around 8 or 9 at night max. all the work aventurine assigns to you aren't all that difficult to handle as well. just simple reports that need to be proofread so he won't have to read over them multiple times, scheduling interviews, picking up calls and informing him of his new missions, and if the situation calls for it, you play as a spy to gather information.

overall aventurine was a good boss.

today was like any other tuesday morning. you clock in just before 9, get your coffee and another cup for your boss, pick up the last reports from the strategic investment department, and then make your way into aventurine’s office to brief him on his schedule.

his office was on the fancier ends, no surprise there as he was one of the ten stonehearts. your shoes clicking when they met the marbled floors, your eyes skimmed through the reports, trying to guess which proposal will be approved or disapproved. when you reached a familiar door, you fixed your hair and readjusted the insignia pinned to your vest. an aventurine stone, just like your boss.

you knock thrice -short, short and long- before you hear a muffled voice tell you to come in.

“good morning, mr. aventurine.” you greet with a slight bow as normal. “as punctual as ever, [name].” raising your head you nod towards topaz’s direction in acknowledgment before making your way to his desk. “here are all the reports from the last mission. i’ve read through all of them and made sure everything is in order.” placing the papers on the table, he dropped the ones in his current hand before taking the new ones, all the while, you place down his coffee which he gladly took.

“you aren't overworking them, have you, aventurine?” topaz inquired, crossing both her arms over her chest. “what kind of boss do you take me for friend? a bad one? i can assure you my assistant is in good hands.” the blonde man chipped in, his fingers flipping from one page to another as you busied yourself trying to organize the scattered reports on his table. feeling topaz's gaze, you give her a slight smile and nod, confirming that aventurine is in fact, wasn't a good boss.

she just sighed and shook her head. motioning for you to come over, you look to aventurine who gave you a nod in turn. you walked towards topaz -feeling the searing stare of aventurine burn through the back of your head- as she took out a flash drive and handed it to you.

“this is the recording of the last meeting in regards to the mission you're tasked with. since you were still in pier port, we started without you.”

“how cruel of you, to start such an important meeting without even waiting for me.”

ah yes, the pier port incident. you smiled wearily as your shoulder slumped when you remembered what happened. you shake your head in amusement of the memory.

“thank you topaz,” you break the silence, like you always do. “i’ll be sure to look over it today.” she smiled at you in appreciation before turning her back on you and waving goodbye.

“well, that was all i came for. catch you two later.”

once the door clicked shut and the sounds of footsteps getting fainter and fainter, you took it as a sign to turn back to your boss who was already looking at you.

“is something the matter, sir?” you ask. he took off his glasses with a hum and turned his attention back to the papers he was reading. “be sure to give me a summarized report of the meeting before you go home.” you nod and take a seat on the couch in his office and boot up the laptop on the coffee table. you've always wondered when it suddenly appeared in his office, you were 98% sure it wasn't there when you first started working but aventurine always said that's it been there the entire time.

you shake the thought out of your mind and shift into work mode. hours seem to pass by in the blink of an eye before you heard aventurine call out to you. “i’m sorry mr. aventurine, i'm afraid i didn't hear you.” you heard him sigh and repeat his question. “i said, why did you join the IPC? actually, no, that's not what i want to know.”

when you looked up from the laptop in front of you, your boss had taken a seat across from you. you felt your heart thumping in nervousness.

“what exactly did you do to pique jade’s interest?”

frozen. you felt frozen on your spot. fingers stopping midway from pressing onto the keys. those beautiful eyes you've slowly grown accustomed to seeing unfiltered from his glasses, they make your heart and pulse beat in an unfamiliar rhythm.

“i come from a well-off family.” you start, suddenly feeling conscious of your background. “my parents have worked closely with the stonehearts, i suppose miss jade wanted to continue the diplomatic relationship between my family and the IPC.”

“is that the reason why you're here now?”

you simply nod even though you weren't so sure if that really was the reason.

“let me ask you another question.”

letting out a startled noise when the laptop in your lap suddenly close with a gloved hand sitting on top of it, you stare at aventurine's purple eyes that had rings of teal, something so uniquely him that you couldn't help but get lost in them. he took the laptop from your grasp and set it on the coffee table as he leaned both his arms on his legs.

“do you like working under me?”

the question caught you off guard and it showed with how the corner of aventurine’s mouth twitched up into a smirk. hiding behind a closed fist and clearing your throat, you pray that your voice wouldn't waver as you answer.

“i do.” you peaked towards his directions and he didn't seem satisfied with your answer so you list out all the reasons why you like working with him. “despite your… questionable habits, i’ve come to grow used to them as time goes on.” a fond smile made its way to your lips when you dug around your mind trying to find your memories that had aventurine in them, only to realize that he was in all of them.

“i’ve come to enjoy all your little shenanigans in missions.”

“i'll have you know, calling your boss’ plans “shenanigans” could lead to your bonus being cut by a few percent.” he huffed like a child as he decided to just sit back and cross his arms over his chest and raise his chin at you. you chuckle at the action and continue.

“ever since i was a child, i have always wanted to travel the cosmos. but since i’m the only child to my mother and father, my childhood, teenage years, and now adulthood is centered around business and trade. going out on missions with you to different planets, they heal that little part of me that wished to travel.”

“but sometimes, i truly believe that you want me to die from a heart attack.” you hear him snicker from under his breath as he fixes the watch on his wrist. “i know that as a gambler taking risks is just a part of it but aeons, do they scare me to death sometimes.”

“if i knew you cared about me so much, maybe i would tone it down a bit!” there was a playful undertone to his voice as he talked to you. you let out a laugh and shake your head. “no offense sir, but i sincerely doubt that.”

“you wouldn't be the boss i've grown accustomed to if you didn't do your risky gambles.”

something flickered in aventurine's eyes, you were sure of it. but before you could find out what it was he suddenly stood up, putting on his usual glasses and giving you a closed eyed smile.

“well, that was all what i wanted to ask you.” you wanted to ask something in return, but you never had the chance to even get a word out when he was already halfway out the door. “be sure to finish that summary before the day ends. leave it at my desk as usual.”

and just like that, the office door clicked shut.

—

“if i told you the reason, that'd be the same as revealing a trade secret.”

aventurine remembered jade's word. how could he not when they repeated in his mind like a broken record.

after he left his office, it felt like he suddenly went back in time. it just had been roughly a month after you were given the position as his assistant and aventurine wasted no moment at the end of that friday afternoon to dash in jade's office and ask her the question: why were you his assistant.

aventurine scoffed at jade's response while she only smiled. clicking his tongue in annoyance as the woman led him in circles when he kept asking. what was the reason? was it that hard to answer?

the next few days weren't necessarily the best. he was like a walking ticking time bomb, ready to blow up at any second. everyone in the IPC kept their distance from him -not like they didn't keep their distance to begin with, some started whispering among the hallways about his potential termination after a very big gamble he almost, almost, lost. what ticked him off the most, was you.

he felt so frustrated at you because why were you so damn perceptive. those past few days, the papers that were messily and hastily thrown on the giant table in his office were suddenly organized into neat piles, all held together with different colored paperclips and a sticky note of when each pile was due to be submitted. how every morning you wouldn't fail to knock thrice at his door -short, short and long- at exactly 3 minutes before 9 in the morning with two cups of coffee in your hands. or the times where you would take one good look at him and start lighting up the candles in his office that you started buying for him because you noticed he'd be slightly less stressed when the room didn't smell like fear and insecurity.

what he hated the most was even after his little temper tantrum the past few days began to subdue, you still continued your almost doting actions towards him.

when did he start anticipating your methodical knocks 3 minutes before 9? when did he suddenly grow disappointed whenever someone knocked on his door and it wasn't you? topaz had suddenly grown confused when he suddenly came into the meeting room with a cup of coffee in his hand and when she asked about it he would simply say, “well, my darling assistant bought it for me!”. the multiple scented candles in his office that burned too quickly so at the end of every month he'd have you go out and buy some more.

when did he start using his left hand -the hand he left bare from rings, the same hand that shook in fear of losing- to guide the small of your back away from the crowd whenever you would accompany him to missions?

when did he start taking off the glasses that hid the eyes he wanted to sell to someone else?

it was so confusing yet so simple at the same time. aventurine had grown fond of his little assistant. he has grown fond of you. and that was all there is to it. after all, why would he go out of his way to get that customized brooch that you wear every single day when you come to work if he hadn't. how his chest would swell with pride whenever you spoke with higher positioned officers in the IPC and how they would avert their gaze because of the pin on your vest.

and he knows that you know of his sudden change in demeanor. you just never say a word for his sake. how he went from being a distant and acquainted boss to a friend. an actual friend. and that was supposed to be it. he did say in your first meeting that you should be good friends, but how was he supposed to keep his words after the little stunt you pulled at pier port?

it was a simple mission, negotiate and get the upper hand, nothing more and certainly nothing less. like any other mission, he was accompanied by you and some other people under the IPC. everything was going smoothly until one of them just had to open their mouth and talk shit about his already dreadful past just because he had forgotten to put on his glasses. he truly has grown a bit too comfortable with you around, and he didn't like it.

“what's a sigonian scum like you doing in the IPC? why don't you crawl back into the hole you came from?”

he just sighed. shaking his head, hiding his left hand behind his back, shielding it away from everyone's gaze as it shook with anger, disgust, and the tantalizing question of why.

why did he have to go through this?

and then you did something out of the ordinary.

the sweet assistant of aventurine suddenly pulled out the gun situated on your hip and pointed it directly to the man’s forehead, a deathly glimmer shining in your eyes as your index threateningly ghosted over the trigger.

“if you do not take back what you said just now, i won't hesitate to put a bullet or two in that empty skull of yours.”

then you started walking, and he started backing up. you didn't stop until the man was standing on the edge of the port, one simple push and he'd be drowned in the vast icy oceans. that is, if he wasn't already drowning in the fury of your eyes.

aventurine felt his body move in instinct. his left hand holding your wrist and slowly putting it down at your side. he gave a half assed apology about your behavior and ushered you to your original destination. this time, he kept his hand on your back, specifically near the gun on your hips to make sure you didn't point it at someone else.

“do they always speak to you that way?” you ask barely above whisper. eyes strained one the road you were walking one while his bore into your very being. “i’ve grown used to it. be sure to not point that gun of yours to any potential partners, m’kay?” to prove his point, he tapped the gun on your hips with his finger and you just sighed. a simple yes stumbling past your lips before being enveloped by silence.

aventurine was sure. he was very, very, sure that was the last nail in the coffin, and the answer to the question he's been asking.

the entire day, you stuck by his side. glued to the fucking hip and no one dared to utter a single word about him. the meeting went smoothly and when everyone was preparing to go home, he called you over and said:

“that stunt you pulled earlier, stays between us, alright, friend?”

and you simply nod in understanding.

you carry your bags onto the ship to take you back home only to be taken aback when aventurine comes to steal it away from your hands. “take it as thanks for earlier.” he remembered that look of shock before it turned into something else -what it was he didn't know because you turned away before he could even fathom what of it made his stomach do flips.

even when he came to drop off your things at your personal room, he found himself lingering by the door. watching you unpack your things as he stood idly. you would eventually turn to him and ask if he needed anything more, and out of curiosity he asked: “why did you point your gun at that man?” he will never forget the look of puzzlement on your face when he asked.

“because he said something unpleasant to you. as your assistant, i can't allow others to simply trample on your name.”

he spent the night staring up at the ceiling while laying on his bed. your words mingling in with jade's in his mind, trying to fit the two like puzzle pieces to ease the racing of his heart and uneasiness of his mind. he didn't like assuming things. a conjecture such as this would cost him too much, but tonight he indulged himself in the thought.

picking up his phone and messaging jade, he laid his forearm over his eyes and sighed.

“this room smells horrible…” he muttered. the strong scent of chlorine made his mind spin. making him miss the scented candles you had slowly but surely placed inside his office. he'd grown so fond of them that he'd bought some of his own to place around his home. “ah… i think i'm screwed.”

—

it has been approximately 3 system hours since you arrived in penacony, and roughly a few system hours before aventurine's eventual demise.

topaz had just finished speaking with the trailblazer and their companions. when they had left you stood next to her and stared at the giant prison turned hotel.

“you… don't seem too worried.” topaz said, you felt her gaze but you didn't turn to look at her, instead you just gazed into nothing. “it would be a lie if i said i wasn't worried.” you were most definitely worried, terrified even. no matter how many times aventurine does his high risk gambles, you will never get used to it, not when it causes ghostly hands to squeeze at your heart at the sheer thought of him losing. the thought of losing him.

“but i trust miss jade's judgment. i trust aventurine.”

roughly a day before his departure to penacony, curiosity got the best of you and you stuck around the meeting room in secret when aventurine stayed behind.

“what can i do for you, aventurine?” jade's voice slightly echoed in the empty room. your hands slightly shook in fear of being caught, but you were just so curious about what has been going on with your boss that you couldn't fight the urge to eavesdrop a bit. “oh nothing much. i take it you received my message?” you assumed the woman nodded because aventurine continued. “i must admit, your little plan worked. but is it really necessary?”

jade stood up from her seat, her heels clicked on the marble floor and aventurine followed her until they were by the door.

“well, it's better to stay safe than sorry. and besides, this doesn't count as a complaint, right?”

you heard him chuckle. somehow, even though you hid behind a pillar you felt his stare bore into your being. you could almost imagine those purple eyes that had rings of teal in them that made you weak in the knees.

“no, not necessarily. i could never consider it as a complaint.” he took a moment before asking another question. “but i want to hear it from you, friend. why did you assign [name] as my assistant?”

“it's rather simple really,” jade replied. “you need a reason to leave penacony alive, no? i simply made it easier for you.”

you? the reason for aventurine's will to live? it seemed rather silly. how you, a simple assistant, be so much of importance to someone like aventurine, but with how topaz came to hold the hand that gripped the brooch he had given you, you thought otherwise.

this half a year you've been working with him, you like to think that you've gotten to know him very well.

how when you stood beside him as he sat himself in another gamble, he would always lay his left hand on his lap, fingers curled into fists so tight you were afraid his palms were bleeding.

how he always hid his “weaker” hand behind his back in dire situations to hide his fear.

or when he would always take off his glasses in his office whenever you were there. and that laptop you were 98% sure wasn't there when you started working? aventurine apparently got it specifically for you so you could work in his office.

but what you were most sure of was:

“aventurine doesn't make deals he knows he won't benefit from. he'll win, he always does. he'll come back, i know it.”

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[alexinity]

♤ ︳ GAMBLING MAN ꒰ aventurine. ꒱

summary. you decide to make a risky move when you’re once again cockblocked by another one of aventurine’s colleagues.

pairing. aventurine x fem!reader. ꒰ feat. dr ratio. ꒱

warnings. nsft. 18+ only, mdni. omniscient pov. implied established relationship. verbal exhibition. gambling/poker puns. oral (m!receiving). reader has hair long enough to be grabbed. slight pussy job. consensual filming (video call). dub-con voyeurism. reader on top. unprotected pnv sex. male masturbation. humiliation (rip dr. ratio). one reference to cannibalism because i am me. creampie.

note. wc: 1.6k. i went feral for that pajama art sue me. dividers by @/cafekitsune.

The tell-tale ringing of rolling a jackpot and the pittering of coins hitting one another fill your ears despite being in your own home. It’s a sound you’ve grown accustomed to, but it doesn’t mean it never kills the mood. Especially at times like these where your boyfriend answers his phone even though you’re on top of him and actively trying to get him out of his silk pajamas.

You glare at him as you sit up, knowing this is one of his way of teasing you. It’s not the first time he’s done something like this, pulling it the other day when Diamond had called. But, with the way Aventurine speaks, you know it’s either Topaz or Veritas Ratio on the other line. While technically it is a work related call for the upcoming project in Penacony, it’s not important enough to be interruption worthy and two can play game of pushing the other’s buttons. However, the button’s you choose to push are the one’s that test his composure, and it makes you wonder just how long he can keep the smug look on his face perfectly in tact.

He watches you carefully, his interest piquing when you move off his lap. Yet, he carries on his conversation as if the hand toying with his waist band is not even there. It’s a dare– and it’s one that he’s not expecting you to take.

You slowly tug the smooth fabric over his hips, a smirk pulling at the corner of your mouth when he pauses just slightly. His gaze darkens, and you bring a finger to your lips to tell him to keep quiet. He knows you’re taunting him– playing his game– even though he thinks you have no shot at making him fold.

That is, until you take him into your mouth and the phone nearly falls out of his grasp.

Aventurine recovers as quickly as he can, letting out a sharp breath, “Ah sorry, still here. You were saying?”

He’s not paying attention to the response. He’s too focused on the way your tongue slides over his cock and teases the tip, and his mind nearly blanks when you lightly squeeze his balls before going all the way down on him again. His eyes close, free hand grabbing the back of your head, fingers weaving through your hair. He does his best to make it seem as if he’s listening to Dr. Ratio go over the plan for Penacony, and he’s none the wiser seeing as how he seems to enjoy listening to himself talk.

He can’t recall exactly why Ratio called in the first place now, absentmindedly bucking his hips to push himself further into your pretty mouth. You can tell he’s trying to direct you without voicing what he wants. The way he’s trying to take control over the situation is clear when he tries to push your head down, but a lidded glare towards him tells him all he needs to know. Behave.

“Are you even listening to me?” An exasperated sigh from the other end of the phone line manages to grab his attention, “Ugh, who am I kidding? Being the simpleton that you are, you’ve probably been distracted by your own reflection.”

“Oh please,” Aventurine fires back. “Perhaps I’m trying to entertain company that’s more interesting than you.”

Dr. Ratio scoffs, “A person as clamorous as you isn’t even liked by his own colleagues. Do you really expect me to believe that you’d have a willing guest at this hour?”

Aventurine only hums in amusement, trying to hide the moan you’re attempting to pull out of him. He doesn’t miss a beat, and his voice drops dangerously low with, “How much would you be willing to bet?”

He goes to raise his hips again but you’re pulling away before he can. If he wasn’t so enthralled by the string of saliva that was still connecting the tip of his cock to your mouth, he’d be pouting. You squint at him before he motions for you to come closer. When you crawl back on to his lap, he moves the phone away from his mouth and whispers a proposal into your ear. You can now hear how Ratio is not only mocking him, but berating him as well.

You lean back to see Aventurine’s signature grin, knowing you weren’t going to deny his next question, “Shall we give him a show, ves’tacha?”

The only answer you give him is a sloppy kiss and the slow dragging of your hips over his. Somehow he smiles even wider when your lips meet and almost gets lost in the moment until Ratio begins yelling at him again to get back to the subject at hand. You nearly groan in annoyance. Of all the people he does business with, Veritas Ratio is your least favorite. He’s pompous, arrogant, and even though he isn’t part of the Genius Society, he turns his nose up at anyone who isn’t as smart as him. If you want to ruin the surprise, you’d give your own input before hanging up on him. Making him watch what he claims to be preposterous seems like just dessert to you, and you would kill to see the look on his face when he realizes what’s happening.

You take a quick second to unbutton your pajama top and slip your panties to the side before Aventurine moves the phone in front of him. He presses a button and you’re suddenly able to hear Ratio’s voice clearly, which is pointing out how if Aventurine really did have company, he wouldn’t be video calling him right now.

“No wonder Nous won’t acknowledge you. You can’t see the small details like how his shirt is almost completely unbuttoned or the way his face is flushed,” you comment snidely. “It doesn’t take a genius to figure that much out.”

As Ratio tries to defend himself, the camera is no longer facing Aventurine, but you. He can now see very clearly what “entertaining a guest” meant. He’s unsure if he’s too fixed on how your hips sway, or if he’s too shocked at how the two of you seemed to have no respect for someone’s boundaries.

“You know, this could be you if you shut your mouth every once in a while,” Aventurine taunts, getting a kick out of how embarrassed Ratio becomes.

The erudite man quickly regains his composure long enough to rebuttal, “I’ll have you know-”

His words fall short when the camera drops slightly and Aventurine lets out a sharp breath. Ratio watches the way you grab your boyfriend’s cock, lining it up and sinking down on it as if you’re not currently being recorded. Any and all arguments he has go out the window, and he is unable to tear his eyes away from your every move even though his menace of a colleague can see his reaction.

Aventurine almost laughs, but he also can’t bring himself to make a comment because he’s afraid of the noise that will leave his mouth if he attempts to speak. He’s not sure if it’s the situation and the fact that you started it, or if it’s that he got to make Veritas shut up, but he’s thoroughly enjoying himself and the way you’re grinding down on him more than usual. The way you’re tightly squeezing him and rolling your hips seems more intense and he’s certain that if he can’t regain some control soon, he’s gonna cum.

His eyes close for just a moment, and his free hand grabs at your thigh. He’s soaking in the way you feel before he can go back to making fun of Ratio. When he opens his eyes again and sees that the man previously mentioned looks way more into this than Aventurine thought he’d be. He’s laughing before he can stop himself.

“You little freak,” he annunciates every word, “I can’t say I’m surprised that an insufferable narcissist like you can only get it up for the sake of his own gain.”

You let out a small yet mocking giggle, “Tell him it’s okay if he wants to touch himself.”

“He can hear you,” Ratio groans, and you wonder if he already is.

It’s as if Aventurine can read your mind when he voices the same thought. The onlooker remains silent, probably more embarrassed now than when this first started. The thought only makes you put a little more force behind the rocking of your hips, working up a quicker pace. Phone be damned, you lean over and press your mouth against Aventurine’s.

He lets go, phone hitting the bed sheets so he can try and pull you closer even though you’re as close as the two of you can possibly get. It’s like he cant get enough of you– telling you how sexy you are between kisses, squeezing your waist and nearly pinning you to your spot. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was trying to devour you whole. Not that you were complaining. After all, you can’t remember the last time that sex with him had been this hot. It never lacked, but this time there’s a variable that amplifies it: a watcher.

You curse against his lips, recognizing the familiar building of your orgasm the more Aventurine guides the way you’re grinding down on him. He can feel you clenching around him and he’s struggling to keep himself composed when you finally start to spasm. Your heavy breaths turn into moans and you twitch in his grasp.

Aventurine reaches for his phone, his own breathing unsteady as he uses your orgasm to reach his. The camera’s shaky, but not enough to where Ratio can’t see the way his colleague pistons himself in and out of you. He gives one last thrust before he’s forcing your hips to his pelvis with one hand, throbbing inside you as cums. He takes a moment to catch his breath, glancing back down at his phone. He nearly laughs.

“I hope you got a good look,” Aventurine taunts, finger hovering over the end call button. “And I hope you learned who to not place your bets against.”

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