Sex, Lies, and Diamonds | By : hathawaynoa0093 Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 13628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Amethyst had been channel surfing in the lounge since Steven and his mother left for Homeworld about five or six minutes earlier. They probably won't be back for another hour, she thought. Until then, I guess I can sneak into the green room for some alone time-
But then, she heard a portal open upstairs. She turned the TV volume down and listened closely for any conversations or arguments, but she couldn't hear much of anything. And then she heard footsteps coming down. There was a thick tension in the air as Pink Diamond sat beside her, leaning forward, looking pathetic in posture as her arms sat on her knees. Pink was silent for a few seconds until she sighed.
"Amethyst?"
"Yes, miss?"
"It, uh... It didn't go well."
"I can see that."
"I don't know why he didn't do it. We've been practicing for this for so long."
"He doesn't even have a gem, and he literally confused Homeworld with Heaven last night. He doesn't know a thing about the Diamonds outside of you and a few paragraphs from some history textbook. And besides, he's not her type anyways."
Pink put her hands in her face and sighed, this time with more weight.
"Amethyst, I know you're trying to lighten things up, but I'm not in the mood. I just can't understand why Steven didn't go through with it."
"Hmm... Miss Diamond?"
"Yes?"
"I think you pushed him too fast."
Pink got her face out of her palms to stare back at Amethyst, a small tinge of anger in her mostly inquisitive gaze.
"What?"
"I said, I think you pushed him too hard. Steven's... Fragile. He's not someone who changes easily. He's done a lot with you and Connie, but he needs more experience with Gems."
Amethyst stood up only to get on her knees in front of Pink.
"So, I'm thinking..."
She held Pink's hands and gave her a friendly smile.
"What if me and the other Crystal Gems helped Steven change his mind?"
Pink's expression remained stone cold until she raised an eyebrow.
"Change his mind? But he doesn't..."
Pink thought on it for a few more seconds.
"If he didn't go through with seducing her, then that means... Something inside him won't let him."
"Yes."
"And if that's the case, then... I've been doing everything wrong."
Pink began to tear up. Amethyst sat back down on the couch and rubbed Pink's back as the Diamond stuffed her face into her hands and cried.
"Don't get discouraged," said Amethyst, "we just need to press the reset button with him. I can do it. So can Peri, Lapis, Ga- okay, not Garnet. But still-"
"Reset button? How?"
"We just need to educate him."
"I've been doing that-"
"No, you haven't."
Pink sniffled as she turned her head towards Amethyst, confused.
"I... haven't?"
"No. Example? You've been showing him the moves, but you never gave him the words to express himself. The tapes make it real obvious. Poor little dude can barely even speak, even though you and Connie can be chatterboxes sometimes."
Something clicked inside Pink's head. Her tears slowed as she got up and paced in front of the television.
"Yes, I... I see. I've been teaching him wrong this entire time. Clever gem..."
A few anxious minutes of tense pacing later, and Pink stood still, not looking at Amethyst as she came to a decision.
"Amethyst? You and the other Crystal Gems can... teach Steven. Except Garnet."
"Duh."
"But not today, and maybe not even tomorrow, either. Today he needs to recover from my... bad teachings."
Pink looked over at Amethyst, who was on her phone.
"Were you listening to me?"
"Yup."
"What are you doing?"
"Just texting the others about our plan. And I may have slipped Steven's number to a certain Diamond..."
For the first time in their conversation, Pink scoffed and chuckled.
"You're a devil after my own heart, aren't you?"
--Ten days later--
"Steveeen! Steven! Time to go!"
Steven hurried down the steps of the Beach House, panting heavily from the rush.
"I'm, hah, I'm all ready!"
Amethyst was happily waiting at the door, her warm smile giving Steven a sweet, short bit of relief from what had happened over a week ago. He walked out the door with her, the two getting into a hover car and driving off.
"Hey, uh... You haven't even told me what movie we're gonna see."
"Heehee... It's a romcom."
"Wha-? Aww, that's lame!"
"What's wrong with romcoms, Steven?"
"I just think they're boring."
"You haven't watched any, have you?"
"Uh... No... But I-"
"So if you don't know what they're like, why not give this one a shot?"
"Eh, fine... I still really wanted to see that new movie with Rebecca Whats-her-face."
"Rebecca? She your new girlfriend?"
"N- No!! She's a character in a movie!"
"Oooh, the one from the drama series? Drama movies are fine, but romcoms aren't?"
"Sh- shut up!"
Steven giggled and stared out the window. It didn't take much longer for them to reach the theater. They stepped out and walked inside, not needing to pay up front, and made their way to the concessions stand. Steven eyed all the treats with greed, thinking about what he wanted.
"Yeah, uh, just two waters and a small popcorn should be good," Amethyst said. Steven looked up at the concession staff, then Amethyst.
"Aw, c'mon, can't I have some candy? Pleeease?"
"Nope! I don't want you spoiling your dinner."
"Awwww, you're just like mom."
They got their concessions and wandered all the way to the back of the theater, where their screening was. Luckily, they didn't have assigned seat numbers, so Steven sat at his favorite movie spot - the back. Amethyst joined him, and the two got comfortable in their seats. Steven took a sip of his ice cold water, sat back, and rested his eyes as the commercials continued to play...
"Hey, Steven?"
He felt a hand on his lap.
"Wanna just... Talk?"
Steven opened his eyes back up. Amethyst was looking right at him, her hand on one of his knees, the movie having already started.
"Talk about what?" he whispered back.
"I wanted to talk about... Love. Do you love me?"
Steven sipped on some of his water, feeling an uneasiness creeping up on him.
"Love you? Uuuhhh... You're kinda like family to me, so, I guess?"
"You know, I love you too. But, uh..."
She took her hand off of his knee, only to put her arm around his shoulders.
"...I love you in a way that's stronger than the way families love each other."
Steven was equal parts confused and nervous.
"What're you talking about?"
Immediately, she retracted her arm.
"Oh, I'm just being silly again. I shouldn't talk about that here. Especially with other people around."
Steven's eyes darted around the room until he saw two figures all the way at the bottom, in the seats closest to the screen. He saw one of them looking back at him. They kept eye contact. It was a man. Older looking; brown straight hair; tan-ish shirt. Steven looked away, worrying that the man heard any of what they said, when Amethyst leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. It was a quick peck, and Amethyst looked as nervous as Steven.
"Steven," she began to ask, "did you like that? It's almost tradition for people to make out in theaters."
The young boy was stunned. He gazed at the screen, not paying attention to what was on it, or hearing any of the dialogue. Steven felt a trickle of strange, fearful nausea as he took big sips of his water. He was secretly hoping his worst fears weren't coming true.
Twenty minutes later, the two were slouched in their seats. Amethyst glanced at her phone, looking miserable, before she sat upright.
"Y'know, Steven?... We could just leave."
Steven got up, too, sighing heavily as he drank the rest of his water.
"Yeah. This movie sucks anyways."
"Language, Stevie."
"Ok then, this movie blo-"
He froze mid-sentence.
"Did you just call me Stevie?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Uh... Never mind."
Steven walked down the steps, thinking about her seemingly normal comment.
Only mom calls me that, he thought.
Then he turned towards where the man who stared at him was. His seat was empty, his friend was snoring. He exited the screening, Amethyst right behind him, when the man in the tan shirt popped out of the bathroom in front of them. The two stopped as the tall man stared down at Steven.
"Hey," the man's deep voice said, "you two totally ruined my movie theater experience..."
He smiled.
"Thank you! Hahah, gotcha! I should ask you to come with me whenever I go see some piece of sh-"
"Yeah, right," Amethyst said as she grabbed Steven by the hand and gently pushed the tall man out of her way. "It was nice meeting you too, creep."
--Later that day--
Steven was up in his bedroom, laying in his bed, turned away from the door when he heard a knock.
"Steven? Can I come in?"
It was Amethyst. As much as Steven wanted to refuse her, he couldn't say no to someone who treats him so well.
"Okay..."
Amethyst entered his room, shutting the door behind her. Steven was under his covers; Amethyst joined him, a sweeping feeling of cold replaced by the warmth of Amethyst's body.
"Steven? About what I said back at the theater, I love you. I know your mom does. And I know Connie does too."
Steven's eyes sprung open.
"What do you know about Connie?"
"Steven, could you come look at me for a second?"
Steven turned around and immediately saw her big, beautiful naked body in front of him. She softly grabbed his cheek, smiling as the boy just gave her a frozen stare.
"Where do you think those tapes and photos go, Steven? They go out to those who love you. Those like, I don't know... Blue Diamond?"
Steven's pupils shrank. Amethyst held him tight, rubbing his back as she began to undress him.
"Steven, do you know what sex is?"
"Uh... N- no, I don't."
"Your mother was right. She's been teaching you all wrong."
"What're you doing?"
"Just lift your arms for me, Stevie. I'm just gonna teach you some things."
Steven felt like he had no choice. He lifted his arms and allowed Amethyst to remove his shirt before she undressed the rest of him. Soon, they were both totally naked under the covers. Amethyst's smile was as warm and friendly as ever.
"Don't be scared, Stevie. I'm just here to teach you about some parts we have. So..."
She pointed between his legs.
"You know what those things are called?"
Steven blushed as he covered his crotch with his hands.
"No..."
"That stick looking thing is called your penis," Amethyst whispered into Steven's ear. "And that sack thing is your scrotum. But sometimes, older people who love each other call the penis a "cock", or a "dick". And they call the scrotum the "balls" or "nuts"."
Steven couldn't help but giggle at these unfamiliar, yet silly sounding terms - though it did nothing to ease his nerves.
"Yeah, those words sound funny," Amethyst continued, "but they get more normal the more you hear them. Now..."
She spread her legs.
"Come down here."
Anxious, Steven didn't want to disobey family, so he crawled down the bed and looked at her groin.
"Hey... There's nothing there."
"Heehee... Look again."
Steven could see it much more clearly now. Her entrance was glistening with fluids, giving Steven a brief memory of something similar his mother did with him. He backed up, then went back towards the front of the bed.
"I think I get it now, Amethyst," he said, worry in his tone.
"Are you scared, Stevie? It's just my vagina. But you can call it my "pussy", or my "cunt"."
She held up the orbs in front of her chest.
"And these are my breasts, but you can call 'em my tits!"
Steven wasn't laughing this time. He was already reliving a memory of his mother. Her crotch in his mouth. Her bittersweet taste. Her shouts for more. He could barely concentrate on what Amethyst was doing. Then she pulled him towards his belly, his prick prodding at her vaginal entrance. His eyes widened.
"Huh? I... What's...?"
"You didn't hear me? That's alright. I'll explain again. Sometimes people have sex through the butt, and that's called "anal sex", but we're gonna try sex through the vagina, or "sexual intercourse"."
"Wait... We're gonna... have sex?"
"Yup. Not for too long, though. Your mom's gonna get done with dinner soon enough. It'll be short and sweet, Stevie. I promise."
The young half-Gem was scared of having sex, yet there was something... different this time. It wasn't his strange mother, or his oddly obsessed girlfriend, but instead a family friend who he had many a good time with. She wasn't forceful, or controlling, and she walked him through every step so far. Steven thought about it for a while longer as Amethyst rubbed his back.
"We don't have to if you don't want to, sweetheart."
Now Steven felt like he had to out of courtesy.
"Uh, I... I guess I wanna try it with you."
Amethyst smiled, giving Steven a pat on the back.
"Go ahead."
Anxiously, Steven put his hands on Amethyst's thick hips, positioned himself, and thrust forward when-
"OOF! Augh, sugar cookies!"
He accidentally bonked his dickhead, jamming it just to the side of her entrance. Amethyst gasped, holding back a laugh as Steven blushed, holding his dick like a younger kid would hold a scrape.
"Owie..." he whimpered.
Now his desire to have sex was gone, replaced with the discomfort of jamming his cock on her skin. Amethyst sat up and removed the covers, exposing the two to open air, as she bent down over his crotch. She gave his cockhead a quick kiss, then got up and walked to the door.
"I kissed it, that'll make it feel better~"
She closed the door behind her, leaving a bewildered and disturbed Steven by himself to redress. He was feeling a tad sick, as he normally did after doing something with his privates, but he didn't feel completely crushed like he would after something with his mother or Connie. He got dressed as quick as he could, feeling hungrier than ever.
-
Steven ate up his dinner like a boy possessed by the hungriest ghost in the land. His mother and a few of the other Crystal Gems looked at him awkwardly when he finished.
"Oh, man... I'm stuffed."
Pearl leaned over to look at him.
"Oh, you don't want some more? You can have mine! Your mother made some for me by accident and-"
"Nah," Steven replied, "I'm full to burst... Thanks, mom."
Pink smiled at her son.
"You're welcome, sweetie."
"Alright, I'm off to bed. I'll see ya later."
Steven got out of his chair and put his dishes away before heading back up into his room. The group waited until they heard his door shut before Pearl dreamily sighed.
"Anyone else thinks it's adorable when he stuffs his cute little face?"
The table was dead silent.
"No," Peridot answered after several uncomfortable seconds. "He's cute, but watching him eat is just watching him eat."
"It sounds like someone has another kink," Lapis snidely remarked. "Is this bigger or smaller than your foot kink?"
"Shut uuup!" Pearl exclaimed.
"Not like you ever do after asking for a bazillion pictures of Steven's 'cute widdle feets'," Lapis replied in a mocking tone.
"Gems, stop it!"
The table focused on Pink, her booming voice making them tremble.
"You're all equally important to Steven, and therefore equally important to me. You shouldn't be wasting time with silly arguments when we have a dream to fulfill."
The rest bowed their heads solemnly. Pink's loving smile returned.
"I'm glad we settled this so easily. Now, is everyone finished with dinner?"
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