“open your mouth.”
character: aventurine my bbg genre: smut and fluff tbh summary: what it’s like to kiss/makeout w him <3 also features a nsft drabble at the end! warnings: afab reader (no prns used), kissing !!!! lots of kissing!, spit!! lol if yk me yk its gonna involve spit, uhm this actually does Not include oral despite the title aven js sweetly asks u to open ur mouth <3 so he can spit in it <3 if you dont like spit this fic isnt for you i promise a/n: i’M BAAACCCKKKKKKKKKKKK DID YOU MISS ME?!??1/!? bc i MISSED YALL // anyway im an hsr blog now :3 also this was meant to be my comeback post but i preferred messy eaters lol // sorry ab the lazy ending i wanted to be done with this
→ kisses with aventurine can vary wildly depending on the day and the kind of mood he’s in: sometimes they’re fleeting pecks, meant to tease you and trick you into asking for something more, other times, they’re lingering and he can’t help but pull you closer. but why, cali? bc YOU are his biggest gamble of all, silly goose! you could decide to leave him any minute of any day, and yet….. you stick around. that’s something aventurine just simply could not wrap his head around..
→ despite all the luck he was “blessed” with, he sometimes cannot fathom you staying for any reason other than his wealth or good luck, which certainly led to a few fights in the earlier days, but with time, kakavasha slowly came to understand your feelings and actually began to open his heart to you
→ and once he does? kissing became something much more than something to satiate you—no, he grew to genuinely enjoy it! immensely, actually.. there was just something so vulnerable about kissing someone you really cared about…… and aventurine showing vulnerability? god fuckin damn you must really have him whipped.. even if he’s still snarky and a little deceitful with you sometimes — mostly for your own safety (fuckin ipc shit..)
→ anyway, back on track
→ while he wasn’t necessarily too big on kissing before meeting you, he wasn’t exactly opposed to it. sometimes, one must engage in certain actions to get a particular desired result. aventurine is good at keeping everyone an arm’s length away, so kissing and sex quickly became something highly impersonal to him, something to not think twice about
→ but.. after meeting you, and letting his heart thaw a bit, he suddenly found himself, not nervous, per se, but….. well, maybe a little jittery about the idea of being actually intimate with someone…. it’s just so scary and easy to get hurt! but.. if you really think about it… isn’t love a bit of a gamble too? so what’s to be anxious about! if you’re gambling, then more often than not, you’re winning (at least in his case), and if you’re winning, then do you really stand a chance at getting hurt?
→ he quickly grows addicted, though — to both the feeling of your lips against his, but also the warmth you emanate!! you’re just.. so kind?? in the sense of being understanding towards why he is the way he is and always being a steady shoulder for him to lean on (which is part of the reason he fell for you… you were a constant in his ever changing life, something extraordinarily rare) — more so, you can match his wit and sense of humor!! also something he isn’t exactly used to
→ now, aventurine loves kissing You specifically. he likes seeing all your reactions to the various places he can kiss you — speaking of, some of his favorite places to kiss you are the nape of your neck, your inner thighs, your throat, and, of course, your lips!! as much as he loved kissing you all over, there was just something about the exchange of spit that he couldn’t get enough of!
→ now, while aventurine is usually a more put together, suave, well technique’d kisser, he absolutely LOVOOVEESSSSS kissing you messy style — you’ll have to excuse him, really, because it’s not his fault! he just loves getting to be raw with you, truthful, honest, something he doesn’t get to be often due to his line of work and the inherent dangers that come with it..
→ he loves to suck on your tongue and nibble on your lower lip—and, how could I possibly forget. my favorite thing. SPIT 🗣️‼️
→ now, initially . he wasn’t like. one to actually spit in your mouth, more like just being really into drool and having you drool into his mouth (he actually really likes when you spit in his mouth i’m ngl) but eventually comes to realize you may be just as into it as he is? (if you’re a real one anyway) and so .. actually here’s a little drabble for the rest of your time :3
“aven,” you mumble against his plump lips and you can feel him smirk into the kiss. right now, you were straddling his thigh, humping it like a bitch in heat—too horny for your own good as you—while he sits on the couch, hands guiding your hips as your boyfriend continues to kiss you until you have to physically push at his chest to pull away for air.
“open your mouth, and stick out your tongue,” he whispers, one hand coming up to gently grip your cheeks, and you nod before complying with his quiet request, not thinking twice about the reason.
gathering the excess drool in his mouth—which wasn’t very hard, mind you—he spits onto your tongue with practiced aim, before telling you to swallow it. you do, of course, gratefully, and you rut your hips against his tensed thigh as he starts to bounce it up and down for your sake.
“good—s’good,” he praises you absentmindedly, patting your cheek before planting his hand back on your hip so he could help you grind against him, knowing just how desperate you were.
his grip on your hips is tight, and your panties are soaked through. while you had discarded your pants and shirt (and bra, if you wear one), you were still in your underwear and somehow you still felt too hot right now.
leaning back in for another kiss, aventurine pulls away as you move closer, causing you to whine audibly and making him chuckle.
“something the matter, baby?” he coos at you, wanting to kiss you back just as bad.. he just couldn’t help but tease you sometimes (often)!
“don’t be a dick!” you huff, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him in closer.
“my, oh my, someone’s rather needy,” he taunts you, pulling you forward by your hips, sliding your thinly clothed cunt over his thigh. …hey! how come he was still fully clothed?! that’s not very fair in your opinion!!!
“‘m not needy,” you correct him, pursing your lips. “‘m just–!” you can’t help but growl in frustration, unable to get off on this alone. “lemme ride you!” you change directions quickly, perhaps giving in to the needy allegations. whatever. it would be worth it so long as you got what you wanted.
“is that how we ask for things we want?” he chides, tsk’ing lightly. “try again,” he tells you, willing to give you what you want. he was awfully hard, after all—he’d been neglecting the noticeable tent in his pants, and the wet spot that had gradually formed from how much pre-cum had leaked out. ..poor guy, he really did need to get his dick wet.
“please!” you cry out shamelessly, looking at him with teary eyes. you were so horny you couldn’t stand it and you needed him in you Now. !!
“that’s much better,” he says, moving his hands from your hips to his pants so he could actually unbutton them to give you what you want.
telling you to stand up, you do with shaky legs, and he’s quick to tug both his pants and boxers down in one swift movement and kicks them off before inviting you back onto his lap.
you do so eagerly, but not before dropping your panties to the floor, and you waste no time in lining his dick up with your dripping slit as you slowly sink onto his flushed cock with a soft moan.
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