Hello, my beautiful flower petals!! How are you?

Well, today's chapter is gonna be hard to read if you're a anti smut person. This is also a songfic. STRIP TEASE INCOMING! 😝😝😝

Shout out to LurkerBelow for the support and love!!!!

    ⚠️YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ⚠️

Connie was driving home the first time she heard it.

A sexy, provocative song played on the radio and it tickled her senses in a way she couldn't deny. It reminded of a certain Jam Bae who was waiting on her to get back to their apartment. The song was rich and almost smoky in the way it filled her senses.

Smirking, she got off the highway early and headed to Victoria's Secret on whim.

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Steven was getting anxious, and more than that, he was getting sexually frustrated. He had wanted her all day. Unable to get her Vanilla Chai fragrance out of his mind. And her golden brown glowing skin that was soft to the touch...those curls that were so nice to pull on when he was fucking her... He growled and got out his phone to text her.

Where are you?

No reply.

Connie I miss you... come home to me.

No reply.

He started to feel sick. Had something happened? Was she hurt? Oh god, what if she was hurt? How many kisses and sucklings would he have to give her? What if they needed to go to the fountain? Could the fountain even heal humans?

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he failed to notice his skin beginning to glow pink.

"Deep breaths..." he muttered to himself. Luckily he had gotten control of his pink outbursts with breathing exercises he had learned from Garnet all those years ago, accompanied now by his therapist's suggestions and advice. His therapist was really helping him with his problems and she never asked for his help in return. It felt good. He deserved to be selfish for while.

"Steven, I'm home." Connie all but purred at him as he looked and turned pink again, but this time for an entirely different reason.

Connie was standing in the doorway of their apartment in the naughtiest bustier he had ever laid eyes on. It was black lace all over with hints of maroon surrounding her breasts. Her breasts were squeezed just the right amount to make her collarbone extra defined and sexy. It zipped down the front with an 'o' shaped ring that Steven couldn't wait to take advantage of. And on the bottom, she was bare ass.

Connie's giggles sounded like twinkling wind chimes as she strutted slowly over to him. She didn't get the chance however, as Steven snapped out of his lustful stupor and charged her. Using his diamond strength he lifted her by her waist and held her eye level, wanting her to see the heat and want in his gaze.

"Alexa, play my song."

"W-wha-." He put her down but was cut off by Connie singing.

"Hold onto my heartbeat like you mean it
'Cause there's something too real to let it slide," Connie gripped Stevens jacket as she sang, swaying her hips in time with the beat against his jeans. He groaned lustfully as she continued.

"If you gotta goal, we can achieve it
You better believe it, so do I."

"Fuck Connie, you're fucking gorgeous, so sexy for me."

"I don't need your words to get me goin'
Let your body language set the tone
Save all your emotions for the motion" She started off towards their bedroom and gave a playful glance back.

"Don't make me go at this alone."

She bit her lip when she saw Stevens obvious tent and hungry gaze caressing her.

"Up and down in your direction
I keep lookin'
Up and down in your direction
And I feel you watchin' too." She pushed him down onto the bed and crawled over him.

"Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Are you openin' doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?" Steven gripped her sides as she rubbed her naked pussy on his jeans.

"Ooh, it's gettin' so hot in here, ooh
I keep makin' it crystal clear, ooh
Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?"

He nodded eagerly, watching her every move and noting her lips were covered in a shiny gloss that reflected his glow.

"I'll lasso you into my dimension..." She tugged at his shirt hem and pulled it up over his shoulders, Steven all too willing to comply.

"You'll pull me into your universe." Steven widened his eyes, surprised by the relevance.

"Let's see who can handle all the tension
Who's getting it first? Mmm..." She let out a little whimper as he ground into her.

"Up and down in your direction
I keep lookin'
Up and down in your direction" Placing her hands on the hem of his jeans, Steven lifted up his hips to show her he wanted them off.

"And I feel you watchin' too

Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Are you openin' doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Ooh, it's gettin' so hot in here, ooh
I keep makin' it crystal clear, ooh
Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?"

"Connie..." Steven groaned out her name like it was the the tastiest thing to ever touch his lips.

Now I wanna try somethin'"

"Steven... let me take care of you." She started kissing down his neck and biting on his shoulders and pecs. She pulled up and ran her fingers around his gem as he shifted and grew harder under her ass.

My subconscious goes
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (haha, yeah)
And yours goes

He gave a needy moan and a pout as Connie gave his pelvic line a nibble. He reflexively pulled on her hair. Gently at first, but then increasing in power until her head was pulled all the way back so he could bite down hard on the juncture between her neck and shoulder.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (I like that)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (all together, okay)
Ooh!

"Sit down." Connie chastised. She took a step off the bed and resumed her strip tease.

"Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?" A sexual dirty stroke to his jeans left him shaking.

"Are you?"

"I need you Connie."

"Are you?"

She smirked as she turned and waved her ass in a way that made strippers look boring.

"Are you?"

Stroking and moving her body, she had Steven's every bit of attention on her.

"Are you?"

She straddled him and ran her fingers across his cheek in featherlight touches. He leaned into her sweet touch, savoring this one moment and locking it away in his mind.

"Are you openin' doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?"

Ooh, it's gettin' so hot in here, ooh (gettin' so hot)
I keep makin' it crystal clear, ooh (keep makin' it)
Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?" She finished with a breathy question.

Steven sat in shock as he stared at Connie. His jaw was slightly slack, and his cheeks even pinker than the rest of him. His Rose Quartz glow was encasing his body showing his lustful state.

"Steven?"

No response

"Was that o-." She squealed as Steven brought her into a fiery loving kiss. His hands roamed all over her bustier and then to her neck. He gripped it with an air of unmistakable ownership.

They both pulled away for air and went back in feverishly. Steven flipped her and began peppering her with kisses. "Connie... I- I don't know what to say... fuck." He brought her into another kiss and bit her bottom lip gently. "So fucking sexy." A bite to her neck sent Connie whining and shaky. "So good for me." A bite to her breasts. "So naughty."

"Y-you liked it?"

Her chest was heaving. She had never done anything like this, much less to her Biscuit. And she was all nerves but she hoped it didn't show.

"Yes, but now...." he tucked a wayward strand behind her ear. "Now, I want you even more. On your knees, Slut Berry."

"Yes, my Diamond."

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Explanation for the 'My Diamond' sub space Connie has just entered. When she says that, it doesn't trigger Stevens PTSD because it's being said in a certain positive way that fuels his dominance and strength.

Anyway, not my favorite. I've been dealing with a lot of personal stuff. Just as I was writing the last sentence I got some bad news so my bad.