top dr. ratio/bottom aventurine (honkai: star rail)

“Don’t be naïve, this is what business looks like. If you can’t handle my methods, then maybe it’s better you leave.” For the sake of obtaining research funding, Dr. Ratio accompanies Aventurine to a business meeting with their potential investors. But when he sees the tactics that Aventurine uses to secure the deal, he awakens an uncontrollable feeling… and neither of them are prepared for the consequences.

What Aventurine expects when he opens the attachment is a detailed, alphabetical list of questions pertaining to all sorts of technical matters that are of no interest to Aventurine. What he receives is… Well, there is no need to mince words. This he can agree with Veritas on, if only on this unique point. A few texts turns into a classic case of misunderstandings. Or, Ratio accidentally sends a photo to Aventurine and Aventurine, ever the gambler, decides to place a bet.

Veritas gestures at the glasses, a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes strewn across his face. “Is it half full or half empty?” Aventurine’s laugh this time is even breathier. “It looks like wine to me.” “I see. So that’s the type of person you are.” Or, that story where Aventurine goes undercover as a stripper (amongst other things) to infiltrate Intelligentsia Corporation by befriending and bedding the young millionaire heir to the throne. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Aventurine wants to be around Veritas longer, but he doesn’t know how to convince someone to let him stay for the night without bedding them. Veritas teaches him that love is not a transaction and that it should be warm. “Ne Veritas” Aventurine swirled the leftover wine in his glass. “Hmm?” “Want to try sleeping with me?” The omega tilted his head slightly to the left letting pale blond hair hid the brand on his neck, alluring magenta eyes locked with surprised crimson ones. His wine-stained lips curved into a lovely smile as his loosened white shirt shifted from the movement displaying the milky skin of his collarbone and chest.

a hotel door is ajar, the sounds of sweet moans and stench of sex drawing dr. ratio down the hall to reveal aventurine and sunday having intimate fun, and they invite him to join in or, ratio/aventurine/sunday threesome