[ His mouth leaves Aventurine's chest so he can kiss him as he stumble-drags Aventurine away from the DDR machine to the nearest booth, a dinosaur game that probably looks something like this, and pushes Aventurine down on the seat so he can sit on his lap. His hands drag through Aventurine's hair, combing through it as he tries to suck Aventurine's soul out of his mouth before nibbling down his jaw and over the side of his neck opposite to his brand. He grinds down against Aventurine at the same time, hearing his own breath pick up speed as his body pulses with arousal. ]

'm sure there is still plenty you could teach me. Need to compete with someone who's tall, handsome, and has an ample chest, so I need to be 'lot better in bed. I need to be wanted.

[ He bites the edge of Aventurine's collar bone as his fingers soothe their way over his hardened and bruised nipples. ]