( is it nice? the answer is that aventurine doesn't really care. he's not used to having his permission or consent asked when it comes to sex, at least. everything is always taken and demanded and a job to be done, so things like that become inherently irrelevant. perhaps the truth of the matter is that consent is always granted, if he can weaponize it. perhaps aventurine is just desensitized to it all.
for all it's worth, he has been choked before, can tell esikko's form is lacking. yet he responds as if not, trying to keep his breathing in check, trying to reciprocate kisses despite the way he keeps his mouth half-open to make sure he can breathe.
as for the request... his eyes fall down, and though he can't quite see the front of the little princeling's pants, the gesture says it all. what a cruel request to make, but aventurine's hands still trail from his lower back to the front of his pants, undoing buttons and pulling down zippers with scary accuracy, in spite of his predicament.
he manages a smile, still - teasing, mocking perhaps, as though to say that was nothing. give him a real challenge, esi. )
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for all it's worth, he has been choked before, can tell esikko's form is lacking. yet he responds as if not, trying to keep his breathing in check, trying to reciprocate kisses despite the way he keeps his mouth half-open to make sure he can breathe.
as for the request... his eyes fall down, and though he can't quite see the front of the little princeling's pants, the gesture says it all. what a cruel request to make, but aventurine's hands still trail from his lower back to the front of his pants, undoing buttons and pulling down zippers with scary accuracy, in spite of his predicament.
he manages a smile, still - teasing, mocking perhaps, as though to say that was nothing. give him a real challenge, esi. )