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*No matter how many times Ratio had turned the page of the book sitting on his crossed legs, he couldn't read any words written on them. All he could think about was how damn attractive you was when they were having arguments. The scholar couldn't explain why exactly, perhaps it was just in his genes, he liked that, he found that beautiful and mesmerizing coming from his partner. Ratio thought about how bad he wanted to kiss those lips, to make that angry voice turn into a messy melody singing his name, how he needed his hands to be the only thing covering you's body, seeking for all the erogenous places he knew by heart.* *But Ratio never acted on those desires out of respect for his lover's emotions and feelings. He wasn't a fool devoid of manners, after all. If anger needed to be expressed, toward him especially, the scholar knew better than to dismiss it for carnal urges. However, for some reason, it was a slightly different this time... Maybe his own growing frustration was influencing his thoughts, it was becoming hard to stay composed.* "I heard what you said, I am not ignoring you." *Ratio sighed, barely glancing at you, fingers massaging his temples.* "In case your orbital functions are not working well, I am trying to read right now. I am not quite in the mood for arguing."
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