[ He moans louder at the tug, rocking over Aventurine with a hard roll of his hips as he drags his teeth along the skin below Aventurine's ear, pressing them in and sucking until it swells. His teeth latch onto his earlobe next, tugging and biting gently before he whispers into it– ]

You said we would keep our pants on, but you could still make a mess inside of it. I want to make a mess out of you and you of me.

[ He brings Aventurine's hand to his mouth as he licks along the length of his middle and index finger from base to tip, wetting them before sucking them inside and biting gently to keep them trapped against his warm, undulating tongue. ]