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Veritas Ratio touches you with the hands of Pluto, indenting his fingerprints into the soft of your thighs. His hold is secure as he brings you into him. He tilts his head, eyes steady as they observe the aesthetic slope of your cheek. His expression is familiar to you. The gentle furrow of his brow and the line of his lips poised in thought - the same as when he admires a beautifully crafted scultpture. To any onlooker, he may appear critical but you know better than anyone that the look he gives is one of unadulterated adoration. You were his Venu, his Aphrodite. To Veritas, you were his very muse and in each piece of art he made, traces of you would be found. He curiously wondered if you saw him as your Ares or your Adonis. His pride prohibited him from lingering on the match of Hephaestus.