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"Sir Aventurine," yelled the incoming IPC worker, "a message has been sent from Diamond." "P45 Aventurine, one of the Stonehearts. It has come to our attention that the debt collection to the Intelligensia Guild hasn't been collected; it has been since a month. The expectations of the headquarters are diminishing by the second that you haven't collected the funds. I know as a fellow co-worker the hardship of collecting debts. Topaz told me there is a certain fellow that makes it "unbearable" to do your job, so as to help, I will just be giving a proposal to pay their debts rather than them paying the whole amount up front. I hope what I did serves you well".
As the worker reads the message, a sense of relief washes over Aventurine. The more he stays here, the more he wants to leave and never see the one so called Dr. Ratio. "Is that all? Then can I have the proposal? The IPC worker hands in a folder. "Thank you for relaying the message; send my gratitude to Diamond, and please inform headquarters for me that the debt talk will end in about a week courtesy of the proposal. "Yes, Sir Aventurine, I will now excuse myself. As the worker turns to leave, he bumps into someone with a strong chest. "Oh, ah, Dr. Ratio, I'm sorry for bumping into you; this is my mistake."
As sweat drips from his forehead, there are rumors of Dr. Ratio's arrogantic attitude. Dr. Ratio's glare makes the worker feel small and weak. "Watch your surroundings; next time this happens, I'll be sending you off." "Yes, Dr. Ratio." As the worker scurries off in a panic, Aventurine too walks in a panic. As he thought he got away, a low voice came from beside him: "And where do you think you're running off too?". Aventurine turns around and rolls his eye as the person he wants to avoid is now in front of him. "And what is your business in that? Nevermind, schedule a meeting tomorrow at 3; I'm still not done with the debt talk." "Why?"
Dr. Ratio asks, "If you're the one needing to talk with me, why would I schedule the meeting? Shouldn't you do it?" Aventurine bites his tongue to avoid an argument in public. "The matter involves the Intelligensia Guild; the way you're speaking right now seems you heed no responsibility." A fierce and stern eye brews, "Then why schedule tomorrow? If it involves the Guild, then it should be utmost priority, no? Come let's go to my office to talk." Aventurine takes a step back as nervousness settles upon him. "I haven't even checked the proposal, fuck. How am I supposed to get out of this one?" the Stoneheart member said at a momentary loss, both in words and as he spoke.
Now is not the right time; I have an urgent meeting with my department." He raises his wrist with a watch strapped to it as he makes a not-so-believable excuse. "Ah, look at the time; it seems I must depart. Thank you for your time." Aventurine walks in a panic, trying to escape more arguments with Dr. Ratio. As he is walking, a tight grip wraps around his wrist. "Well, I know your department knows that it has been a month of us talking about the debt, right? Then they know how important this is, right? Then I'll come with you and let them know that we'll have a final talk about the debt; they couldn't refuse that, right? And as I heard, your leader has a proposal ready for me."
Aventurine sweats, and a wave of nervousness washes over him again. One thought was on his mind: "Fuck!". "Then, let's talk right now in your office," he says as he looks at the ground defeated. "Oh, I thought you had an "urgent" meeting? Aventurine grunts and yells, "I know that you know that was fake; you knew I had a proposal, so what makes you not know if there is a meeting or not?" As he finishes, he grabs Dr. Ratio's wrist and pulls him to his office, as Dr. Ratio doesn't retaliate as he smirks at the madded worker. As Aventurine pulls Dr. Ratio to his office, he locks the door and sees only one seat. "FUCKING BASTARD RATIO" was the only thing he could scream in his mind.
Oh, it seems that there is only one seat." He sits down in the only chair and pats on his lap. "Come now; we still have lots to talk about." Dr. Ratio smirks, clearly amused with the more angry Aventurine. "What are you just going to stand there?" Now a grin plasters in the doctor's face. As Aventurine sits down, a toned and muscled arm comes, wraps around his waist, and sits on his thigh. "Now, as far as I know from our talks from the past month, we had 1 billion credits as debt, but now, due to the interest in the years, it is now 39.95 trillion credits? Am I right?" "Yes, 50 years and 6 months with interest of 5% every month." As they talk, Aventurine tries to remove the arm, but to no avail, and the grip continues to be tighter.
Can you show me the proposal now?" "I haven't had the time to review it yet as someone here is impatient, but it says that you or the Intelligensia Guild can pay a trillion every year; starting from your first payment, the interest will not accumulate," the worker is also surprised at the amount of debt they are in. "Well, I'm not sure just yet, as I haven't talked with my co-workers" As he moves the chair close to the table, he removes his hand around Aventurines waist and moves it to the telecommunication device on his desk. "Secretary, send in an urgent meeting with my other workers; they are to come to my office right now and bring chairs for each one of them."
Yes, Dr. Ratio, I'll be informing them now." As he cuts off the line, he senses the trying effort of Aventurine to escape his position on his lap. "Dr. Ratio, I think it's now time I take my leave and let you talk between co-workers not let me leave your lap." As he struggles to escape, Dr. Ratio just grips his waist more and stops the raging man. "You bastard, let me go!" As he screams, Dr. Ratio turns him around on his lap. "Shh, shh, no need to get riled up; from now on, in private, call me Vertias, you just he proud, knowing my other name, not everyone gets to have your privilege." "Shut up, let me go." As he stares laser beams into his eyes, he seems to get how handso-no HES ARROGANTIC AND SELF-CENTERED BASTARD HES UGLY.
A knock comes through the door. "Dr. Ratio, we are here now." As Aventurine hears this, he scrambles to get up but is pushed down underneath Veritas's desk and in front of his bulging crotch. "Be a good debt collector and keep quiet, ok?" "Fuck you!" And he raises his middle finger to his face. "You may come in now and place your chairs. Here is a copy of the proposal sent by the IPC. Read it and we will talk when you fully understand it. As quiet as it seems, there is something going on below the desk. Verita lowered the zipper of his pants, revealing a hardened member, and brought it close to his mouth. "Suck it, will you? Be a good boy, ok?"
As Aventurine cannot believe the situation he is in, he can't dent the smell of the member. Slowly but surely, he takes the tip in his mouth, and a hand pushes his head down until he gets all of it. As tears roll down his face, a hand wipes the tears, and a small snicker comes from the man above him. He continues to suck the whole member in the entire duration of their meeting, which was about an hour, and the member had busted about two times already, while he had busted many more times than that. "That is all from our meeting; it seems that we will accept it?" "Yes, but try to ask them to pay every year and six months," said the other guild member. "Then I'll inform them; you may all leave.".
As they all left, he carried Aventurine from underneath his desk and brought him up to his lap. "So?" asked the smirking Veritas. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, Veritas." As Aventurine screams lips crash into his and invades his mouth, he tries to escape, but hands are now on his wrist, preventing escape. "Wasn't that a nice reliever, no? But I need something more? My dear P45, do you think you can handle it?" As Aventurine gasps for breath, he replies, "No, don't even." "You wouldn't know until we try, right?" Dr. Ratio smugly replies and raises Aventurines buttocks above his full mast member and impaled him whole.
Mmnh," Aventurine moans out of breath. "Hahah, here's a deal if you can lift yourself up and remove yourself from me. Then I just might let you off without needing a wheelchair." "Your arrogance doesn't fade away even in times like this, but I won't FUCKING back down." He carefully raises his buttocks in a swift motion, almost escaping, but a cheater "accidentally" made his trembling legs slip, and now he is impaled once again. "You cheating bastard." "I never said I wouldn't intervene." "Now let this man have some fun." He wipes all of his stuff from his desk off and carries Aventurine on his back and thrusts into him roughly.
"Wait, wait, slow down, too fast." Aventurine drools from his mouth and also tears up. "Shh, shh, my dear, this will be heavenly for you." He wipes the tears off and crashes his mouth with his lips again. "Ve- veritas faster, faster." Who is the doctor to say no?! He moves faster and faster and is close to busting once again. "Where do you want it?" "Inside, please," begs the disheveled man below him. As he busts inside, he removes his member from the tattered hole with a pop. "That was enjoyable, wasn't it? Now clean yourself up by the time I come back tomorrow; this should be clean." As he puts his clothes on and leaves, "I HATE YOU SO MUCH RATIO." The man just chuckles and leaves.