It all started when you asked him to teach you how to drive so you could get your license. Aventurine, a proud man, couldn't resist his lover's pleading eyes and ended up spoiling and buying you a new car. But he was worried about the disasters you might cause while he was teaching you. In the end, you turned out to be a decent driver, as evident by your current driving skills.

"Yup, that's it." Aventurine commented as you regained your composure again. He, himself, began to trust your ability, leaning his back against the seat. His hand purposely reaching to your thigh and caressed it intimately. "Keep your eyes on the road, Sweetheart. Focus."

"Let me enjoy the ride," he whispered while beginning to massage your thigh.