The second Steven walked in from visiting the gems she sensed something different. "Are you okay?"

He quickly checked his hand and gem for a glow, then his reflection in the window for his eyes. "Uh, yeah I think so? I feel fine. Why?"

Pursing her lips she circled him, humming lowly under her breath. "It's not your hair, though it needs to be brushed."

"Noted."

"Ugh, what is it?" The scientist in her was frustrated she couldn't immediately tell what it was. "Get on your knees."

The behemoth of a man slowly fell to them, rubbing his face down the length of her body and nuzzling into her breasts. The gesture was so sticky sweet that if she were a weaker woman, she'd have forgotten her ambition and tended to him. "I love you."

Aha! "Why are you taller?"

"Come again?"

She placed a hand on his head and pressed, moving it back to an inch up her neck. "You used to be a little shorter. Like, this morning."

"That's ridiculous. I always notice when I've gotten taller. Maybe you've gotten shorter," He teased and kissed her breasts again. They'd started smelling sweet since he'd stimulated her lactation and he adored it. "Don't tell me you're going to start this whole thing again."

She tugged him up and dragged him outside into the brisk air towards a certain tree. "Oh, hush. I'm not that much shorter than you! I'm within my demographic and then above it by five inches!" Steadying him against it, she grabbed onto his shoulders. "Give me a boost."

"'I'm not short! Give me a boost because I'm too short'." He scoffed and did as told. "Right." It did amaze him how there was no strain on her end. She took that lift with a tiny bounce like it was just another stair. "I should put you in cheerleading."

"I'd rather die," She replied distractedly. "I knew it!" Her cry made her unsteady and she tumbled into his safe arms.

"How's that working for you?" He giggled. "So am I taller or what?"

She sulked a ridiculous amount of time as he brought her back inside before answering. "Yes. By an inch. This has gotta be the last one if it's only an inch. You'll feel it tomorrow and then you'll really be complaining."

"I like that you're way shorter than I am." Steven stood to his now 7' and smirked when Connie whined at the extra distance from his lips to hers.

She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at his unrelenting. What a silly thing to say. "You and your stupid size kink."

In an instant she was in his arms and above his head, her arms limply dangling as he cooed at her. "My tiny Connie. So little and precious. I love you being so small." His teasing ceased and he gazed up at her, his eyes going to half lidded. "I could break you easily. But why would I want to? You're the most precious thing in the universe." He set her down, almost laughing at her flustered blush and wide eyes. Loving her annoyance, he squatted down to hold her hips and look up at her like she was a toddler. "Why the long face, baby?"

"I wish I was still taller than you so I could beat you up," She bitched. She hated that she couldn't overpower him anymore, and worse that he could put things up high out of her reach. She could always climb, but it irked her that she had to.

He made an amused sound and pulled her flush against him. "You love that I'm bigger than you. You love it."

"And how would you know?" She half heartedly tried to wiggle away from him but he held steadfast.

"'Big strong man that can toss me around' is a direct quote from you." He chuckled when she burned in embarrassed recognition but tried to keep up the act.

"You only overpower me because I let you." Her hands crawled up his chest and squished his cheeks. "You'll always be my baby boy. My good boy."

She was barely able to catch his eyebrows raise before her chest was pressed against the wall. "Ugh. Quit trying to fuck with my head. I can only overpower you because you let me, maybe. But even if you fought me off I'd still be able to take you anywhere I want." He pressed his nose to her neck and giggled. "Look at how you're trembling completely at my mercy."

"You asshole!" She joined his laughter and squirmed to loosen the hold she knew damn well she couldn't break. "I could beat your–,"

"Could you? Could you really?" His lips brushed right over that spot he could feel her heart beating in her neck as he spoke, almost humorous in tone. "I regularly destroy you and you beg me to."

"Keyword: Beg. If I truly wanted to escape I could."

He shrugged and loosened his grip on her wrists. "You want me to let you go?"

The silence was so long he almost let go from laughing so hard. "Shut up."

"Never," He declared softly. "I will never stop loving you like this."

Her heart fluttered and she went limp in his hold. "How am I supposed to pretend to fight you off if you're naturally so fucking sweet? How am I supposed to resist you?"

He grunted and grinded against her ass thoughtfully. "You bring all of that out of me. I can't help that I'm so in love with you. You contradict me in every way, so I'd always expect a bit of challenge when I have you like this especially since you're so petite and so competitive. But I love when you let me have you willingly too. It makes me feel good." Lips pressed into the juncture of her shoulder until he'd left a dark hickey. "I like that you're mine."

His hands released her and flipped her around so he could cup her face. "Why are you crying?"

She sniffled and slumped into him. "I love that you're bigger than me! I love that you can reach the top back of the fridge, I love that you pick me up like I weigh nothing to you. I like that you're bigger than me sometimes, okay?!" Her hand finally slammed over her mouth at her outburst and she laughed tearfully as he shoved them out of the way.

"You're so shmaltzy, Berry." He scooped her up and brought her to the bedroom so he could liter her with kisses and dry her tears. "It's fascinating that something as little as you can bring me to my knees. God, you're so fucking pretty."

She pushed at his chest so he'd lift and look at her. "You're a shameless flirt, you know that? Just shameless."

They shared a sweet kiss that progressively got less innocent as he braced himself with one arm while his other hand slid down to clutch at her waist as hers played with the hem of his jeans. He, pretty shamelessly, grew hard at her touch making her giggle.

"Why are you so hard?" She whispered accusingly.

He smirked down at her and kissed her nose. "Because I'm thinking about how helpless you are underneath me like this. It makes me crazy."

"You sure like your control."

"Healthy control. Safe control," He corrected quickly. "I like that you trust me enough to give me control. You're the one with the free use kink that's constantly reminding me."

Connie's jaw dropped indignantly. "I reminded you that one time in the shower, dippy! You were standing there staring at my ass so hard I could feel it faced in the other direction!" When she had reached back to lather it enough to get soapy, the back of her hand was brushing up against the tip of his cock.

His smile grew to a cheerful one. "You also reminded me during a drive and when I asked you how that would possibly work, you laughed at me until I parked the car to shut you up."

"And shut me up you did." She swooned and leaned up to dart her tongue out against his lips, making him growl at her.

"You're teasing me. You prey are so bold."

She only did it again and glanced down to the tent in his pants. "Is it working?"

He swallowed loudly and shivered as her legs wrapped around his waist and ground down on the wet spot growing there. "You're driving me nuts."

"Do you need me here?" Her hand lifted to his lips to trace them.

"Yes." He kissed it as it went away.

She grinned and drifted down to his cock. "Need me here?"

"Fuck yes. Always. You make me insatiable."

When his hips twitched at her touch she kept stimulating him through his pants just to watch his cheeks flush in need.

Her freehand moved to his chest, and pressed her palm against his racing heart. "Do you need me here too?" It surprised her how serious she was, how badly she wanted him to say yes.

His face dropped for a second before a sugary smile lifted it again. "I need you there most of all." It was a rare occasion for her to ask that question that always nagged at the back of his mind so it hit him all the harder.

"Show me."

"Gladly."