"Say it."

"No."

"Say it." He lowered his voice dangerously.

"It."

"Say. It."

"I don't know what you mean." Connie couldn't help the big, goofy grin on her face. She loved this. Getting under his skin, breaking that calm exterior and making him want to fuck her senseless. It invigorated her.

Steven growled in her ear and she whimpered. "You know damn well what I mean. Don't think for a fucking second that I won't--"

"Won't what?" Connie asked with mock confidence. "What are you gonna do exactly? Spank me?" She laughed quietly.

He was being calm, but she wanted him to crack. It was her goal to break down his facade.

"You can't do shit to me."

His fingers twitched and she stuck out her tongue. Before she could put it back in, he pulled her into a kiss and bit her tongue as gently as he could muster.

"One."

Connie made a face. "One?"

"Two." Steven's face was deadly serious, not a hint of humor was left in his eyes.

She snorted and rolled her eyes. "Counting doesn't scare me. I'm not a child."

"Three."

It suddenly occurred to her that she might be in some trouble.

"Wait, what are you counting?"

Steven ignored her and went back to watching the movie.

"Steven!"

No response.

"Am I in trouble?"

"You know it, baby girl." He shoved and handful of popcorn in his mouth. "Oh by the way, 4."

Connie shifted in her seat, trying to muster the urge to low-key panic. "4? 4 what??"

"Shhhhh!" Someone snapped.

Her cheeks heated and she leaned in to whisper in Steven's ear. "4 what Steven???"

He smiled and placed his free hand on her leg. The sharp intake of breath just made his smile bigger. He tapped her leg five times and then squeezed.

The movie ended quickly and as people exited the theature, Steven stretched. "Great movie, huh Con?" He glanced over at her and smirked at her nervous and enticed expression.

A shiver ran down her spine with him looking at her like that. Connie could barely take the suspense. "You gotta tell me, I'm gonna diee~! I'll do anything."

"Anything?"

She nodded.

He pretended to ponder it for a moment. "Mmmm... say it."

"Except that."

His expression changed and Connie literally felt her insides quake. This man was GORGEOUS and with him looking like he wanted to tear her apart, she just might not ever listen to him again. She wanted that angry-act-right dicking down.

"Shit, I think I dropped my phone!" Steven started patting his pockets and frowned.

"Oh, I'll look for it too." Playing would have to wait. Connie bent over and checked between the seats.

The last person was shuffling out of the theater now and they still hadn't found his phone.

"Maybe we should call it?" She turned and faced Steven. He casually held up his phone and laughed.

"You jerk, you had it the whole time!" She reached to snatch it from his hands, but he held it barely out of her grasp.

"Awww... you gotta be quicker than that."

She giggled at the Geico reference and jumped for it to no avail. It wasn't until she was to the point of trying to climb him that she noticed he was looking at her intensely. Her body was tightly pressed against him and her lips were within inches of his. She blushed and turned away.

He grabbed her chin softly and made her look back at him. "You're so pretty when you're blushing..." Steven whispered.

"You have a very obvious hard on poking my stomach right now." The ebony girl quickly changed the subject and Steven smiled largely at her.

"It's because you're beautiful."

"Steven, it's not that serious..." She rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, minx. They'll be rolling for a different reason if you keep it up."

"Yeah, right."

*Five minutes later*

"Say. It." Steven ground into Connie and her her eyes rolled a little.

"I-I don't-t believe you, though. It can't b-b-be true. Ev-veryone- oh!- h-has something they- oh stars- have to improve on."

"Say it." His patience was running thin and he knew she knew. He pulled out almost completely and she whined and pulled at him.

"N-no, wait!" She panted and he stayed still, yearning to hear her say it.

"I-," Her black curls rose with the friction and static on the bed, making her look even more like a perfect little succubus. She loved this, he could tell. And he loved affirming her every chance he got. And now, she would do it too. "I'm perfect the way I am."

He leaned down and took her in a tender kiss.

"Good girl. Now. Four more times. Loud and clear."