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strawpage anon: "do u have any sunday fics ur planning to release soon ? :)"
"There we are. Aren't you the cutest little thing, all stoned out of your mind?" Aventurine's smile goes from indulgent to predatory like a switch has been flipped. "Heads up, buttercup." It's just a plink of a single poker chip off Sunday's cheek, one that he's apparently too stoned to even flinch from in time, but it's enough. A ripple effect cascades through him as his lowered defenses crack, then shatter. Sunday whites out for a brief, brilliant moment, then comes to— only to realize he's cumming in his cage, caught up in a shattering wave of intense euphoria. Ratio's groaning behind him, rubbing with slick fleshy noises against him, and his halo is practically vibrating off his head. Aventurine tugs him forward into a devouring kiss before Sunday's even finished orgasming, and he distantly feels Ratio lean back and spit onto his hole, which is horrifying and disgusting and makes him want to spread his legs even wider as a thick, wet finger pushes inside. It's too much, too quick, but that's just how he likes it, and the sensation combined with the comedown and the high and the two of them touching him, inside him— he's utterly delirious with it. "Need oil," Ratio grunts, and Aventurine gives a lick to Sunday's canine tooth before pulling back. "Stay put, angel. Don't run again, I won't be here to save you if you do." And then he's rising to his feet, looking far steadier than Sunday feels, and notably tenting his trousers. Sunday's mouth waters as he watches Aventurine head off somewhere… he's not sure of anything right now. What did Ratio ask him for? Oil? He can feel Ratio's finger slowly working in and out of his hole. This time, when Ratio spits again, he can't help but shudder out a moan. "Forgive me for being so crude." Ratio huffs, a low husky edge to his voice that has Sunday paying rapt attention even in the midst of his inebriated daze. "You severely test my patience."
Hello anon! Nothing that's close to being complete, alas. I can give you a preview of something I'm cooking for the Sweet Tooth series, though! 👀
tags: cnc, bdsm, threesome, drug use (cannabis), rough sex, chastity, break mechanics
#hsrsunday #sunratiorine #aventioday #avenday #ratioday #nsfw
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Down & Under the Fallen Saint #sunratiorine (Sunday/Ratio/Aventurine)
---Rating M
---Beware of the tags as this is dead dove.
archiveofourown.org/works/565387...
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anon from strawpage: "more sunratiorine fics I'm on my knees"
Oops I didn't check my strawpage for a few days but dw anon, THERE WILL BE MORE #sunratiorine before too long. I'm slowly clawing my way out of the writing slump I've been in! (And also just like... a million life things going on rn, you know how it is.)
But yeah, I've been thinking about Them...
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Devil’s Food Cake
explicit // 7.3k
#avenday #sunratiorine #aventiorine
Sunday’s back in chastity and Aventurine has invited Ratio to partake in another first— DPing his pet angel. (The incest roleplay wasn’t planned…)
🦚 dom top Aven
🛁 switch top Ratio
🕊️ sub bottom Sunday
ao3.org/works/65980984
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Tres Leches by seidrade Summary: “Why don’t you say hello to Sunday, too?” Aventurine prompts, making Sunday want to disappear into the void. “He’s been dying to see you all day.” Sunday forces himself to meet Ratio’s gaze. Forces himself to breathe evenly and avoid shrinking back and swallow his rapidly pooling saliva as Ratio drags his eyes down Sunday’s exposed body. Do you like what you see? He wants to ask, but it’s a tacky question that would reek of insecurity, were he to air it. It's hard to imagine he'd once stared this man down with an air of absolute authority. What a fool he'd been. “I see you’ve expanded your wardrobe,” Ratio muses, so serious in delivery that it takes Sunday a moment to realize he’s making a joke. “Do you enjoy letting him dress you up like a little doll?” Sunday’s throat goes dry, despite everything. Aventurine decides that bullying Sunday is a job for two, so he invites the good doctor over for a little fun. Sunday dissolves into panic, wondering how he's going to manage to impress Ratio enough to ensure the doctor won't just turn around and convince Aventurine to be rid of him. After all, why keep him around when they have each other?
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Tres Leches
explicit // 9.7k
#Avenday #Aventio #Ratiorine #Sunratiorine
Aventurine invites Ratio over to play with Sunday, who’s afraid this will spell the end if he doesn’t please the doctor. Luckily, Ratio is very intrigued.
🦚 dom Aventurine
🛁 switch Ratio
🕊️ sub Sunday
ao3.org/works/65689771
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Spring allergies and existential dread are kicking my ass rn but have some #aventioday yeehaw
#sunratiorine #sunventio
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aventurine/ratio/sunday fic !! and yes it is another sunday got pregnant fic, but no nsfw. just fluff ❤️
archiveofourown.org/works/637403...
#sunratiorine #aventioday #suntiorine (please forgive me, i'm not sure of their ship name all together)
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