Connie trailed her fingers up Stevens chest gingerly but eager, forcing his eyes to shoot open out of his nap. "Good afternoon."

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and scooted closer like the clingy baby he was. "Connie... that feels good." Shifting so they'd comb through the thin and soft curls on his chest, he purred with contentment.

"May I have your undivided attention today?"

His eyes opened again and he nodded. "Uh huh."

She slipped down and his eyebrow raised. "Whatcha doin?"

Connie didn't answer, she was kissing over his stomach and back up to his chest. His skin smelled good, like Steven, like roses and that manly smell mixed with faint cologne. Hungrily she pushed up and licked across his chest.

He gasped as a nipple was caught in the assault. "Oh, Connie, if you wanted some
I—,"

She nibbled and the words turned to mush. His nipples were so sensitive, she could rub circles around one for a bit while he fucked her and he was cum so hard his grunt became strangled and raw. Diligently she worked, casually rubbing her thighs over his cock as it twitched awake.

Time for some verbal fun.

"You're so sexy, Steven," Connie mumbled over his heart. Six kisses were dropped there before she took the chance to drag her nails lightly over his skin. "You were just lying there being handsome and so pretty... ugh I just couldn't wait."

He groaned and stroked his hands over her head. "Th-thank you. You make me feel so good."

"You are good," Connie agreed using a cheerful but even tone she might use for children. "You're my good boy."

Like magic his hips started to push up into her and he grabbed her hips to keep her in place. "Mmm, I love being your good boy. It feels so nice."

His dreamy tone and slightly arched back had the man looking stupid beautiful. Steven was so sweet and cute it was stupid. She wanted to keep him lost in that haze of pleasure. "Just like that... you're doing such a good job."

He really was. He had a strange affinity with grinding, he was just good at it and could even get her off every time they didn't end up naked with him balls deep. Perhaps their fusion had something to do with it.

Looking down she could see the bulge rubbing against her and she smiled as it grew rock hard. "Okay, you ready to snuggle?"

Steven nodded. "Yes, please."

Connie got up to bustle around and grab the TV remote to put on one of their shows, then Stevens favorite blanket. "Take off your clothes, Biscuit."

"Why?" He grinned and did it anyways. "You want skin to skin? I gotta warn you, I'm horny."

She returned his smile with a sultry edge. "That's the idea."

Her clothes came off next, ignoring the aroused moan he released at the sight of her butt. "So pretty. Come cuddle."

Steven never saw it coming: she let him spoon her and reached down to grab his cock and tease the tip in. "You're dripping, Steven," She scolded playfully.

"Ugh, I-I can't help it," He groaned into her neck, rocking his hips to slip further and further. "You're getting wetter for me." Rumbling, he wrapped his arms around her and started to pump his hips. "Fuck, I love–,"

Connie turned to look back at him with an evil grin. "Now, I don't recall telling you to fuck me."

His jaw dropped as a sentence almost spilled out, then finally did. "Y-You just want–?"

"Mhm. As deep as you can get." She laid back down and let herself get absorbed into the TV show as Steven whined under his breath that she wasn't being fair. "Shhh... you're being cockwarmed!"

It was kind of easy. Her mind locked onto the TV show and she quickly lost herself in the warm heat of him holding her close. He twitched inside of her and she had to take a deep breath to not push against him more. Friction wasn't the key, patience was a virtue. However, Steven stayed hard because she periodically squeezed to make him groan. She knew he wasn't paying attention to the show, she could feel him pouting like an incoming storm. Curiously she let herself laugh at a stupid joke and Steven gasped. "Are you okay?"

He buried his head in her hair and rocked his hips. "Yes. When you laugh it's all kinds of wonderful. You feel so good."

He sounded miserable and euphoric at the same time, so she just smiled and devised an even more clever plan. "Hold on, I wanna try something."

When she slid off of him he scoffed. "This is hell. I'm in hell." His tune changed quick when she straddled him. "Withdrawn. Heaven. I'm in heaven."

Connie belly laughed as she slid him in slowly. "You're such a crybaby for it. What happened to my innocent little Steven?"

He grabbed her hips and lifted his to get as deep inside of her as possible. "Ugh, he met a succubus that changed his life and rocked his fucking world." He started a steady pace, eyes locked with hers begging her not to make him stop.

"That's enough, Steven," She murmured. "You're not done yet."

Obediently he stopped but kept his hands where they were. "Is this a punishment? I feel like I'm in trouble suddenly."

His girlfriend smirked. "Dishes aren't done."

Realization passed over his face and he groaned. "Fuck. I'm so sorry, Connie. I know you asked me to do that and I totally spaced it out."

Her heart swelled so big she was sure it would kill her. Steven was such an amazing, wonderful boyfriend. He did his chores with no complaint, he did odd jobs and was paid for them so he could bring income in without dipping into his inheritance too much, and he fucked like a train. Romance and flowers and pleasure were his love languages and she could just die about how wonderful he was. "Don't worry too much, I'm not very upset."

He grinned hesitantly. "You've got your evil queen face on."

She probably did, because right then and there she devised a plan so evil and awful she might have to apologize for it afterwards. "Enough TV, you need to wash dishes."

He nodded painstakingly but when she didn't get up, his brows tented. "How am I
gonna—?"

"Do you remember how we discovered the counters are the perfect height for you to fuck me on standing?" She purred as she rode him slowly, milking him on purpose until his eyes rolled.

He moaned softly and ran his hands up to her breasts to knead. "Y-yes... I remember."

He was too blissed out to really focus, which was exactly what she wanted. "Then you can see how I'd like to kill two birds with one stone, I suppose."

Steven lifted his hips twice before his eyes popped open. "Oh stars, that's cold as all hell. Over d-dishes?"

"Over dishes," She confirmed with a nod. "And there's no friction, you just have to do them buried to the hilt. If you don't bust before the last dish, I'll let you play with my boobs all night."

She watched him consider it with a swallow. "What if I do?"

"Then you can watch me get myself off for the next few days, but I will be politely declining any penetration," Connie chirped as pleasantly as possible. "I'm not attempting to manipulate you—,"

Steven put a hand over her mouth and pulled her close. "No, no. Don't kill the vibe for my benefit. Your wish is my command, Mrs. Knight."

Connie had to gasp, which in turn tightened her and made Steven groan in frustration. "If only they knew," She mused in shock, staring down at what she liked to call her future husband in her head. "Now up."

He looked a little afraid, and he had every right to be because every movement was incredible and all he wanted to do was pin her against the nearest flat surface and fuck her until the Earth inevitably exploded.

But he had every right to be punished, and it was embarrassingly erotic to be slightly manipulated just by Connie's pussy.

He carried her on shaky legs while she kissed and his neck and cheeks, licking and nipping wherever she found her fancy. "You taste good, I could just eat you up," She crooned lowly. "You feel amazing in this position, maybe I'll allow you to have me if you do a really good job."

His cheeks flushed and he stared down at the dishes with a pained grin. "I had one job and I could've not been tortured."

"A real shame," Connie commented as if she were bored. She wiggled off of his cock when he set her down and turned to present her bottom. "Don't mind me, I'm just going to be critiquing your work."