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Funky Fresh Mentoring	By : Jayrich Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 31569 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Steven Universe nor the characters who appear on the show, and I make no money from this. But I'm a part-time Crystal Gem named Onyx...

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Funky Fresh Mentoring IV

Pearl always felt strangely at peace when she was cleaning. She didn’t know why, but keeping things organized within the household was a pleasure she always enjoyed. Even as she scrubbed Steven and Amethyst’s dishes from last night she wore a smile on her face. And that smile would be accompanied by blushing as she remembered the other activities she took part in with Steven the night before. In her mind she told herself it was preparation for Steven’s love life; the same kind that Garnet, and unfortunately Amethyst gave to him. But to say she didn’t become lost in passion last night would be denying herself an all too prevalent truth. She was just thankful that no one else would find out about that moment of passion.

“Hey, Pearl.”

Snapped out of her memories, Pearl nearly dropped the plate in her hand as she quickly thought of other matters. “Amethyst! I…thought you were out with Steven!”

“Nah, he went over to help Connie and her mom at the Hospital.” Amethyst revealed. “Guess it’s a lazy day for me.”

“Just like every other day.” Pearl mumbled under her breath before turning to her. “I am glad you’re here, though. I think we should discuss Steven’s eating habits…and your influence on them.”

“Ugh!” Amethyst groaned. “It was just 12 pizzas. Besides, it’s not like it’s effecting his training.”

Pearl rolled her eyes as she picked up another plate and began to rinse it. “And how do you know it has no effect?”

Amethyst grew a sinister grin on her face as she readied herself to answer. “Because I know you took some special training time with him last night.”

The sound of a plate crashing on the floor was all that filled the house after that revelation. Pearl’s face turned crimson as she tried to compose herself. “I don’t…know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, really?” Amethyst replied, her grin growing wider. “Maybe if you play a few holograms of your memories—!”

“It is NOT what you think!” Pearl blurted out as she fessed up. “My time with Steven…last night, was purely instructive!”

“Oh yeah, I bet you taught him a bunch of new stuff.”

Pearl’s face grew even redder. “NOT IN THAT CAPACITY! I MEAN—!”

Pearl stopped herself mid-sentence as the two heard a familiar hum. Turning towards the transportation platform, they saw a beam of light from it burst to the ceiling. A moment later their fellow gem Garnet would appear through the brightness, brushing ash off of herself. She calmly walked towards her two comrades, stopping just a few feet away. She observed Amethyst, and then Pearl, before acknowledging them.

“You slept with Steven, didn’t you?” She asked.

Pearl hung her head in shame, realizing both of her teammates had quickly discovered what she tried to keep secret from them. Garnet was quick to be supportive though, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I hope you taught him well.”

Almost instantly, Pearl lifted her head and smiled. “I did! I mean, I was gentle with him, I taught him all the techniques I knew…”

Amethyst couldn’t stifle the chuckle from her lips quick enough. “Yeah, sure you did.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Pearl asked.

“C’mon Pearl, sex is fun…and you’re not really the fun-loving one of the team.” Amethyst told her.

The pale Gem grew offended. “I’ll have you know I am a joy to be around! Just because I’m not as…hasty as you doesn’t mean I don’t know how to enjoy myself. And while my knowledge of human intercourse may not be as vast as yours, I have had plenty of experience to know how to teach Steven!”

Amethyst scoffed. “With who?”

“WITH GR—!!!”

She stopped herself from speaking his full name, but the first two letters were enough to widen Amethyst’s eyes. She knew who Pearl meant, and as the pale Gem stood there shocked with her mouth covered, it only confirmed it for her. “No…you didn’t!” She gasped with glee.

Pearl was afraid to uncover her mouth as her face turned a shade of crimson. She wouldn’t have to however, as Garnet would end Amethyst’s speculation. “Might be best just to tell her.”

Pearl agreed, as she uncovered her mouth and sighed. “It was—!”

“GREG!!!” Amethyst interrupted. “It was Greg, wasn’t it!? I KNEW there was something there! I just knew—!”

“YES, IT WAS GREG!!!” Pearl shouted in anger, before covering her mouth again. She frantically looked around, hoping no one else had heard her, but Garnet put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“Steven’s not here.”

“Ya gotta tell me!” Amethyst begged. “Ya gotta tell me how it happened! I gotta know!”

Pearl furrowed her brow as she folded her arms. “ONLY if you promise not to breathe a WORD of this to Steven!”

“Calm down, Steven won’t hear about it.” Amethyst agreed. “I know he doesn’t need any more weirdness in his life.”

“Good.” Pearl responded. “I shouldn’t even tell you, but I know you won’t let up now that you know.” She sighed deeply, preparing herself to relive the tale. “It was just a little while after Greg had broken away from his music manager…”

“Whaddya mean he’s trying to sue me for the merchandise!?”

Greg angrily marched up and down the Beach City coastline while talking on a cellphone that was nearly the size of his head. He kicked sand up with each step as his mullet wafted in the night breeze. Up near the temple his conversation was being viewed by three others; Pearl, Garnet and Vidalia.

“And that large object is a communication device?” Pearl asked.

“Yep.” Vidalia answered. “Top of the line.”

Her answer only puzzled Pearl further. “How can something so blunt and awkward be used for conversation?”

“Looks better as a weapon.” Garnet commented with a smirk.

Vidalia snickered. “Yeah, it could work like that, too.”

“Dewey, you’re supposed to be my lawyer!” Greg continued. “There’s got to be something you can do!”

“What is this all about, anyway?” Pearl inquired.

“His manager.” Garnet answered.

“Wonder how the Ol’ Slimeball is doing, anyway?” Vidalia chimed in.

Pearl was surprised to hear that from her friend. “Really?”

“Still gotta work on your sarcasm radar.” Vidalia responded.

“Oh yeah!?” Greg fumed over the phone. “Well you can tell him on the horse HE rode in on!” Gritting his teeth and clenching the phone tightly, Mr. Universe raised it over his head and slammed it down to the ground below. Luckily the ground was sand, causing no damage to the phone as he picked it back up and jogged over to the others.

“Sorry about that, Vidalia.” He said, handing the phone back to her.

“Don’t sweat it.” She told him. “It’s how I react every time I talk to him on the phone. What’s the problem?”

“He wants to sue me over the T-Shirts!” Greg revealed. “I’m the one that found the guy to do the designs for them! I’m the one that put the money down! All he did was help load them onto MY van!”

“Sounds like a huge jerk.” Garnet remarked.

“Totally!” Greg agreed. “Still, I’d rather deal with him like this than be on the road with him. Because then I wouldn’t be able to be close to my destiny!”

Pearl simply rolled her eyes as Greg looked around the Temple for any sign of her. “Hey, where is Rose anyway?”

“Still on her mission with Amethyst.” Garnet informed him.

“And that could take a LONG while!” Pearl added. “DAYS even! So there’s no reason for you to hang around here. Might I suggest the Beach City Motel…on the other side of town?”

“Actually, I can just hang out in my Van.” Greg offered. “Besides, this ocean view is really helpful for my song writing.”

“No, I insist. You should really—!”

“Come on, Pearl.” Garnet said, grabbing her teammate by the arm. “It’s time for us to patrol, anyway.”

Both Pearl and Greg exchanged dirty glares as they parted from each other, with Vidalia taking Greg over to his Van. “Come on, Rock Star. Let’s give you some time away from your groupie.”

“I wish.” Greg scoffed. “What is her problem? She acts like I’m trying to split up the whole group! I’m not Yoko, am I?”

“Some people just need time to adjust.” Vidalia replied. “Not everyone’s gonna hit it off instantly like me and Amethyst. Just give it a little while, dude.”

“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” He agreed as the two sat down in the rear entrance of Greg’s Van. “Look at me, complaining about that jerk when I know I’m not the only one he’s screwed over. How’ve you been?”

“Interesting choice of words, Greg.” She told him.

“Oh man, I didn’t mean it like—!”

“Calm down, Greg!” She laughed. “Just busting your chops! I’m fine. One jerk isn’t gonna ruin my life and you shouldn’t let it ruin yours.”

Greg tried to laugh it off with her, as he calmed himself down. “You’re right. This is like a new beginning for the both of us.”

“It could be…” Vidalia agreed as their eyes met. A silence grew between them as they found themselves drifting closer to each other. Their thoughts wafted away from their troubles in their lives until their lips met. The kiss was slow as the two closed their eyes and let instinct run its course. They slowly started to move further into the Van, their bodies beginning to lie on the mattress in the back. Before they could venture further though, Greg backed away.

“I…I shouldn’t do this.” He said. “I mean Rose is—!”

Vidalia put her finger to his mouth. “We both know Rose, Dude. And I don’t think she’s the jealous type. In fact, I don’t think she’d mind at all.”

Before Greg could protest any further, Vidalia applied her lips to his again. He did little to resist her advances as he fell back onto the mattress, with the rocker blonde on top of him. Instinct held reign again as his arms wrapped around her, and she in turn mounted him. She ran her fingers through his unkempt mane as her tongue entered his mouth. Her bosom pressed against his chest as she slowly started to grind against him. His hands moved down her curvaceous frame, coming to a stop on her plump backside. He squeezed it, eliciting yelp of passion from Vidalia that only urged her on further.

Keeping her lips locked to Greg’s, she began taking off her leather jacket, tossing it aside as she also rolled up her T-Shirt, revealing her bare breasts underneath. She then helped him ease her tight jeans below her backside, before following suit with her panties. With her bare ass exposed, Greg’s middle finger ventured between her cheeks and through her thighs until he felt her warm pussy, causing another moan to escape her lips. Her hands were at work as well, as she had unbuckled his jeans and was already stroking his cock. She could feel his manhood beginning to throb in her hands. She was ready, but Greg wasn’t.

“I’m sorry!” He said, moving out from under her. “I just…I can’t do this.”

He looked over expecting to see Vidalia upset, but was shocked to find a smile on her face. “You really are a good guy.” She told him. “Wish I’d met you earlier. I should be getting out of here anyway…”

She pulled up her pants and pulled down her T-Shirt before grabbing her jacket and hopping out the back of Greg’s Van. “…but Greg, if you do ever want to party…you know where to find me.”

Though Greg was grateful for the offer, it did little to quell his sexual desire, or reduce his erection. He still believed in his choice however, as he tried to pull his thoughts away from Vidalia’s body. “OK…OK. I just need to go for a drive. The night air could—!”

“What’s going on in here?”

Startled, Greg turned back around to see who was addressing him, not thinking that he already knew who the voice belonged to…Pearl. As he faced her, she quickly turned away, averting her eyes from him. A moment later, he remembered why…and covered himself up. “Geez, Pearl! What’re you doing!?”

“I could ask the same of you!” She barked as she climbed in the Van. “I just saw Vidalia leave here. I don’t have to guess what the two of you were doing.”

“Nothing happened!” Greg said defensively. “Besides, it’s none of your business.”

“Everything that happens on this Beach is Gem business!” Pearl argued as she approached him. “Meaning it’s my business!”

She grabbed his arm and flipped it aside, grabbing an eyeful of his erect penis. “I know what you were doing with her in here, and what you want with Rose!”

“OK, this is really uncomfortable for me…”

“Your appearance here has severely complicated matters!” She continued. “Our mission was to protect this planet without knowledge of us spreading, and now—!”

“DO WE REALLY HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THIS NOW!?” Greg argued. “I mean, I’m practically naked here!”

“Oh, please. I’ve seen the anatomy of a human male and you’re no different than the others.” She replied. “If this is about your erection it is easily remedied.”

It happened so quickly that Greg barely had time to react. In just a fleeting moment Pearl had approached him and her hand was now gently stroking the cock he tried desperately to cover up. Instinct would kick in again as he pulled Pearl closer, his hands reaching behind her and gripping her firm backside. She could feel his hands caressing her butt, almost lovingly. And strangely it caused her to stroke his shaft with the same attentiveness. What began as a simply task to alleviate his erection was turning into something more.

Eventually she would lose herself within the moment, pushing him against the side of the Van and kissing him passionately as their hands continued to explore. Eventually she noticed that her stroking did not yet cause the ejaculation she desired, but only served to make him harder. And though she wouldn’t admit it, she was glad it did.

“Alright…” She said, breaking away from Greg’s lips. “…it would seem that fellatio is necessary to achieve this task.”

“Fellatio?” Greg repeated. “Wait, do you mean…YOU DON’T HAVE—!”

Again he was too slow in his protest, as she gripped the base of his cock while swallowing the head and the rest of the shaft. Greg was stunned by the casual fashion of which she did it. Most girls would be bashful or hesitant to give head, but Pearl was sucking his cock with diligence. Thought she wasn’t the most skilled, and her inexperience showed, her exuberance more than made up for it. She worked her mouth vigorously, bobbing her head back and forth as her tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

Her technique felt flawless, as Greg found himself lost in the moment of ecstasy she provided. Her mouth felt so good he couldn’t control his urges, as he placed both of his hands on her head and began to thrust into her mouth. The action caught Pearl completely off guard, but she did nothing to stop it. She did initiate this, in an attempt to rid him of his erection and get him off the beach, but now she began to feel aroused by this. Maybe it was from her centuries spent on Earth and observing human culture, but as his cock slid in and out of her mouth, she began to enjoy the moment. It was short lived however, as a grunt from Greg signaled his climax, and was followed by him shooting his jizz directly into her mouth.

Exhausted from the ordeal, he fell back against the side of his van and slowly slid down to the floor, before realizing just what he had done. Pearl didn’t say a word, instead her mouth hung open with her tongue out as the excess cum slowly dripped out. After a moment she closed her mouth…and swallowed the contents, noting the flavor.

“…salty.”

“Oh my god, what have I done!?” Greg panicked. “Pearl, I—!”

“Nothing more needs to be said, Greg.” She told him as she rose to her feet. “Obviously this was…an experience. When Rose returns, we’ll let you know.”

And with that, nothing more was said between the two. Pearl straightened herself out before exiting his Van, leaving Greg to mull over just what transpired this night. Pearl would be left with some lasting memories as well, as the usually logical and even-keeled Gem of the group had a rare experience with impulse and passion. One that would indeed stay with her.

“…and…that’s how it happened.”

Pearl felt as if a weight was lifted from her shoulders as she sighed deeply again; even as she heard the child-like giggling coming from Amethyst after hearing her tale. “Always knew you had that wild side in ya, Pearl.”

The pale gem rolled her eyes in response. “Yes, well…there you have it. Not exactly a moment I look back at with fondness, but not one I despise, either.”

“I’ll bet.” Amethyst agreed, nudging Pearl’s side. “So how was he, huh? Bet he liked to stick his finger in your—!”

“AMETHYST!!!” Pearl scolded. “And you are aware this was decades ago, right?”

“And?” Amethyst replied.

Not wanting to discuss her story any further, Pearl quickly changed the subject. “Steven should’ve been back by now, he’s been gone for hours. At least we know he’s at a safe residence like the Hospital.”

The pale gem would not be so reassured if she actually knew what was occurring. For at that moment, both Steven and Connie were ferociously fighting black vines that were on the attack, while Connie’s mother stood back in a corner of the room. Holed up in an operating room with Connie’s mother, the two fought off the flailing appendages, slicing them with their respective weapons until they were all dispatched with, leaving nothing but nubs.

“So…it’s good to see you again, Mrs. Maheswaran.” Steven commented nervously. “How’s the doctor business?”
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