"This definitely couldn't be more romantic when you think about it," Steven laughed at a red faced Connie when he read the next one off of the list.

"I still can't believe we're going alphabetically. I love you, have I told you I love you?" She cupped his face and watched it turn red.

He stole a kiss and pulled back. "It's like I unlocked something in you." He was so quiet in his observation when he stole another one. "There's nothing I love more than making you happy."

She climbed up onto the counter to be closer to eye level as she held his hands. "You've made me this happy since the day, the hour, we met. I guess... you could say you just unlocked the box where I store what I consider to be excess affection."

The reassurance softened his eyes. "Good. Wanna go to your favorite flower field and do it, or are we talking public public? I have no qualms about railing you in the middle of the boardwalk." He grinned when she pantomimed smacking him across the face, sweet fingers coming into contact to lightly push his head aside.

"Flower field sounds like pollen, which sounds like you sneezing on me," She giggled. "Do you have your claritin?"

"It's baffling that my powers don't just fix my allergies to certain stuff. I'm okay with most flowers now though, I mostly grew out of it and... I haven't used claritin in almost 3 years." His nose rubbed against her goofily. "You're not supposed to worry, let me worry."

She let her head hang to the side and whined, "Oh, but it's my favorite thing to do! I want to make sure you have a fair chance of enjoying yourself too!"

"Connie, any chance I can have to so much as make you crack a smile at a pun is enjoyment for me. The fact that we breathe the same air is baffling to no extent!" He tickled at her hips with his right hand, snaking it back around to hold her in place. "You're so beautiful I started working out in preparation for the day some dumbass tries to so much as make a dirty joke at a party!"

"Okay, okay!" She cried and shoved his hands away. "But still..."

"Okay let me rephrase: anytime I get pussy in any way is a good time." He laughed at her sultry shrug of acknowledgment.

"Gosh I do forget about the pussy you swear whispers the way to Hell." His hands caught hers and pressed her against him, leaning his hands back.

They turned into diamonds for a split second. "If I'm going to Hell because of your cat, then that's that."

She threw her head back in a belly laugh, "Was that supposed to rhyme?"

"I'm a musician, everything is supposed to rhyme." He spent the next two minutes rhyming until she was clutching at her sides at his silliness.

It wasn't until she came out of the bathroom that he had calmed down, resting his head on the arm of the chair like a puppy.

"Hi."

"Hey." Oh, she knew that voice.

She squatted in front of him, kissing his nose. "There are no available representatives who can take your call, please leave a message."

He chuckled, shrugging as he did his best sexy businesses man voice. "Hello, Connie Maheswaren, this is Steven Universe. I was just calling to warn you of the impending danger of you getting fucked in a flower field in the next half an hour. If you could give me a call back? Well, that'd just be swell."

They giggled as he shot up to grab her and just barely missed.

"I'll race you there!" Connie was jovial having such a huge acreage to themselves that they had such amenities.

Steven, never to back down from a challenge, whooped and after frantically getting their shoes off, they ran out the back door.

Connie knew he could beat her easily, even without Diamond mode. He was 340 lbs of magic and toned man, even if his stomach is still soft. He could easily pull ahead instead of jogging just behind her and watching her butt bounce. "S-see? Totally kicking your ass."

"Oh yeah?" He didn't even sound winded, it was insulting.

She nodded though, arms beginning to pump to keep up as he incrementally sped up. "Yes! You're! So! Going! To lose!"

They both stumbled as they came over the hill leading down to the perfect natural garden and Steven bubbled them, curling around her both in hysterics as they landed and it broke.

Feet were once again pounding onto the ground as their teasing made the birds cheep louder for their mates or fly off altogether.

Steven let Connie win just to see her cocky little shit self start dancing. "I win! You suck!" It was barely a whisper, a wheeze but it was there enough to make him roll his eyes.

"You sound like you're dying."

She pounded at her chest and bared her teeth as her imaginary audience cheered on. Even in trying to be scary she dripped cuteness that gave him tooth rot. "If this is dying then I never want to stop!" She flexed her muscles and finally dropped her arms, croaking out little giggles.

He couldn't help himself, there was a tree right there and what else was he supposed to do but push her against it? He stared down at her, already squirming and excited. "What do you want as your prize then?"

"A kiss."

An eyebrow raised. "A kiss?" His lips grazed before they fully pressed onto her lips, but pulled away immediately. "There you go. A kiss."

She tugged on his shirt to pull him closer. "I want more."

"Greedy." He kissed her with far more passion for that one, drawing his tongue along her bottom lip and then over her tongue.

It wasn't not long before they were grinding into each other, already the smell of earth around them affecting their actions. Nature was kind of a major aphrodisiac for them, they both already decided they liked this kink.

"Fuck me," Connie demanded with a heavy pant. "Take me. Now."

Steven dropped her and tugged her toward the flowers, careful to pick one and place it in her hair. "Of course." Strong hands brought her to the lush ground of prairie grass they found, an area he could heal later because now he needed to fuck her. "Foreplay?"

A swiftly shaken head, a whine now to her panting, "No. Now!"

He tugged her leggings down, the smell of flowers is quickly mingled by the smell of her pussy as he dropped his head. This was the taste of love, he could bury every drop of worry between her legs, he could do this forever. His tongue circled her clit, then the pad of his tongue until her keens started to crescendo in notes. She was by far his favorite instrument, the melisma of her voice through moans was his favorite song.

"F-fuck!" She clenched around his head, legs trembling as she reached her orgasm easily under the ever present skill he has in her pleasure. "Your turn."

He let her playfully push him against the grass, still slightly in her pounce like a lioness. Her pussy was slick with her cum and his saliva and when it brushed against his cock he blew out a long breath. Fingers wrapped around his erection and it turned into a hiss as more blood flowed there. "Don't tease me, you little minx. You're– ooo– you're just prolonging the ohhhh~," His voice went up an octave at her hot mouth swallowing him as much as possible.

Her mouth was heavenly being full of his cock, and there were few times where she was happier than when it was in her. It was thick and long, honestly too long due to his mother's gigantic family, but she knew how to take it. She slipped further down and it took everything in him not to buck his hips. Her fingers cupped and massaged his balls until he was shaking ever so slightly from his restraint. She pulled off with a pop and stroked it, gasping for air and her chin covered in drool. "Take off your shirt, I wanna see everything."

He grinned, tugging it off with criss-crossed arms. "Your lips are so soft, Ni." Her stroked her cheek only to end up gasping at her suckling of the tip. "C-Connie! C-Careful!" He grabbed her face to pull her off before she pushed him all the way. "Not so fast, I'm supposed to breed you in a flower bed."

She smiled up at him and spread her legs. He sunk and pulled her close, the feeling of the sun shining on his back was oddly erotic against his naked body. He kissed her as he slid in, matching her whimper of need for more friction.

He pulled away wanting to capture this moment. The sun he didn't block made her glow that golden brown color he almost couldn't believe. She was beautiful: a lily in her hair off kilter, her eyes shining bits of the sun back at him and naked, her back resting against his shirt laid out for her.

His first thrust was raw and wild, making them both moan and crash their lips together. It felt wild, he felt the primal lust in the trees and flowers and animals around him. His gem responded with every one of his thoughts. He lowered himself again, wanting to be closer to her.

She wrapped her arms around him to lock him in so she could playfully mewl at him. His cock impossibly throbbed harder at her tease. He shook out his hair, pressed his lips to her ear and emitted a sound so similar to a predator she went limp as past evolution told her body to play dead. "Oh, that was a visceral reaction."

She nodded after a moment, forcing her body's fight, flight or freeze instincts to move aside for what she felt was happening. "Steven!"

His eyes snapped to up hers and she bit her lip. 'Holy hell he is hot,' His sweat was beading over his forehead, giving him a natural shine as the sun moved closer to the horizon and casted them both in an orange carnal glow. "Say it," She could hear it in the growl in his voice how close he was. "Say you're going to cum for me." His hand drifted between then, rubbing her clit carefully.

"I can cum! I can cum!" She chanted, rocking her hips as she chased just behind it and then, "I'm gonna! I'm gonna!"

His hands slammed into the dirt above her, an uncharacteristic show of violence she found terribly sexy, and doubled his effort. "Fuck!"

She fell, far and fast, her orgasm echoing into the woods and his shout of joy as he came pushing the flowers back as his eyes shut.

It was bliss like they had ever known, both moaning and then saying it with vigor.

"I love you!" She cried and felt him fill her, hot seed near burning inside her and the pulsing of his cock at every pump.

"I love you!" He said it fiercely, his glow overcoming him at the intensity in which he felt he did.

Completely different sentences spilled out between kisses, into each others mouths, against cheeks. Even after he had pulled out it was so raw and borderline painful that their fusion felt a burn across their skin when they came to be naked and surrounded by flowers.

"Oh gosh!" They wiped at their face, finding so many tears it could not have just been from on party. Their tears of passion intertwined like their souls did. Both thought it was phenomenal. "We're crying! What even happened? That was so crazy! Do you feel the burn? Yes!"

They took a deep breath, smoothing their hands across the air to calm the situation. "It's about to get dark, the suns already almost set. We should go."

They swiped at their clothes and piled them up to run up the hill barefoot and squealing, "Ow! Ow! Why didn't we take off our shoes? I don't know!"