( like recognizes like indeed. always pleasant to see, and always enjoyable to play games with someone who knows the rules of the games aventurine plays. the question is repeated, and for a moment, aventurine just keeps on smiling, so calm and unbothered as though effort isn't being exerted to keep his body from falling victim to the prospect of pleasure itself. it's not surprising his mind wishes to wander to thoughts of being controlled, yet aventurine reins it back.

he can take his time, can let hands wander down to rufus' chest, his fingers careful over the buttons of his chest, curious when they wrap around his tie. the dress code certainly facilitates some things. )

Asking questions you already know the answer is quite like you.

( he's teasing, playing the long game, deflating not so much for the sake of deflating and keeping his true feelings hidden, but because it adds a particular flavor to their interaction. it makes it more fun, when aventurine pulls on that tie, firm but hardly rough, to bring rufus closer to him. there's a power dynamic at face-value here, like a struggle for control that is only a performance; aventurine is, after all, looking down at rufus, in spite of his position on his lap like a pet.

but maybe it's the wrestling itself that makes it worth it. )

Instead, let me ask you. How much do you enjoy controlling?