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Fighting Flirty: Character Select PT4 (Act 4.9)

"Are you ready?" Connie asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes, as she prepared to capture Steven's picture, continuing their photoshoot and friendly challenge.

"I'm ready, are you?" Steven replied with a grin, playfully teasing his Heartberry. "After all that reprieve, I think you deserve a drink, Bottom Berry." As he spoke, Connie's cheeks flushed a warm maroon, and she couldn't help but spread an impish grin.

"Ah, now I'm going to put you through your paces, you mischievous Mister," Connie said with determination. Her nostrils flared as she emitted a low, determined noise that was a blend between a purr and a growl.

"Uh-oh, it seems like I may have just flipped her competitive switch," Steven teased, causing Alex to giggle and watch the two of them.

"You two are wild," their photographer giggled from behind her laptop.

"Oh, I have been quite tamed," Connie stated with confidence as she lifted the camera in hand and lined up the lens crosshair. She caught sight of Steven in between them and pursed her lips in a determined smirk. "Not anymore though."

"Give me your best shot," Steven challenged eagerly.

"I will make sure you can pose correctly," Connie responded with a flirty fire. "Give me a reverse bridge."

Steven's eyes widened at the request, about to speak.

"And don't think you can distract me with those puppy brown eyes, I'm in it to win it."

Steven let out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling dangerously. "Oh, you really are something, aren't you, Connie?"

Connie winked as she began to focus the camera, capturing Steven's every move. "Of course, it's why I'm so lovable. Now Reverse Bridge, let's see that core strength." 

Connie tapped the sides of the camera as a substitution for clapping as she allowed a heartfelt giggle to escape her chest.

Steven licked his lips as he stood on his tippy toes and folded his arms as he bent backward in an arch, lowering the top of his head onto the floor. Steady and sturdy, abs tight as he holds the pose.

"Wow, nicely done," Alex stated, impressed. "Didn't think a guy of your size would be so flexible."

"Looks can be deceiving," Steven joked as Connie looked around him, looking for a good shot.

"Hmm, yes. I agree, I wonder if your bridge is as sturdy as it looks," Connie teased before sitting on his costumed stomach. Her legs crossed as she grinned, camera still in her hand. "Not too heavy, am I, Mister?"

"Never heavy, perfectly 'hearty' as always," Steven flirted as he raised his midsection a bit, enticing an impressed gasp from his 'Heartberry'.

The thin material of their costumes hardly barred the heat between the two. Steven's hard and warm gem kissed and snuggled itself into Connie's supple posterior.

"You're not being very professional," Steven responded, keeping the pose as he tried to keep his cheeks from glowing pink.

"I'm not doing anything unprofessional, just looking for the best shot."

"She says as she shuffles her hips on my stomach."

"You're at fault for being such a comfy throne," Connie snickered.

"Unprofessional."

"Just trying to motivate my model for the best shot. Hike your midsection up a bit more, Mister."

"Oh, you're really trying to make me work for it, aren't you?"

"Told you I was going to put you through your paces. Not gonna let me down, are you?" Connie said as she leaned in closer, her eyes meeting Steven's gaze. "You know, I could always stabilize you better if you just let me." A smirk played at the corners of her lips as she pulled back, giving Steven a sultry once-over.

"Oh, I don't trust that tone," Steven half-joked.

"My, oh my," Connie faked shock and insult, exaggeratedly placing her hand on her breast as she widened her eyes. "My Biscuit doesn't trust me, Alex. A decade of memories and no trust for me, his berry, his best friend, his knight, his Jambud. For shame."

"For shame indeed," Alex played along holding in her laughter as she watched them interact.

"You know I trust you with my heart, with my very life," Steven said seriously, a look of admiration and adoration in his tone steeped in affection for the woman leaning upon him. "My lovely birthday Heartberry."

"Oh, Steven." Connie mewled feeling her heart skip and her cheeks glowed a bit. 'My lovely sweet Biscuit. I swear you're the only one who makes me feel just a bit of fantastical romance,' she thought as she gave him a gentle kiss. "You're a smooth talker."

"The old universe charm," he chuckled. "But I'm still not trusting you to help." He smirked, "I know how cunning you can be, little minx. Probably gonna try to tickle me to make me fall on my back."

"Ah...hmmm."

"Oops, seems he figured you out, Nini," Alex laughed.

"That's the problem with knowing someone so long. It gets harder to trick them," Connie chuckled before getting off him and stepping back to get him in the frame.

"Well, all is fair in love and photoshoots," Connie retorted, adjusting the camera and taking a step back. Steven's amusement was infectious, and Connie couldn't help but smile at the way her heartbeat seemed to sync with his laughter. 

Click.

"Ok, that's a good shot," Connie said, standing up and checking the photo. "You can stop showing off and stand up now, Mister." Connie played as Steven allowed himself to fall flat, spread eagle, breathing a bit. "I have a new respect for models; holding the poses is hard."

"Tell me about it," Connie agreed as a thought came to her, seeing Steven spread out with a smile on his face and his eyes closed. Stepping to him and stepping over him, she positioned her legs to his sides as she readied her camera, catching his face as his eyes half opened.

Click.

"And that shot, Seven," Connie giggled, seeing his shocked and blushing face.

"I wasn't even ready," Steven half-heartedly complained.

"That's why it's a near-perfect shot: a natural look of accomplishment after a long-fought mission or a daunting task. Tired but victorious," Connie answered.

"Yeah, carrying your big 'heart' without grabbing you was taxing, to say the least."

Steven looked up at Connie, his eyes filled with a combination of mischief and admiration. He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, even after all these years.

"You like my big heart, hippy."

"Never said I didn't," Steven laughed. "Though the shot doesn't really scream 'Shinji Ikari,' don't you think? A bit too positive when I'm supposed to be 'sexy depression.'"

"I mean, is Shinji Ikari...attractive really?" Alex asked.

"No, of course not," Connie answered quickly with finality. "But Steven Ikari." Connie let a small flirtatious smug grin on her lips as she shrugged as if she was considering it. 'Of course, he is, just look at how he fills out that plugsuit, Rawr! Shinji could never!' Connie thought, mentally giggling, unaware of the slightly amorous face she was making.

"Heartberry, you're getting a little lost in your fantasy there, huh?" Steven teased as he poked Connie's nose, making her back up and rub her nose tip.

"I was not, and where did you come from?"

Steven only laughed at her comment before looking at her, love in his eyes as he reached to caress her cheek.

"Hey." Connie nuzzled his palm, basking in his touch and their bond. "Being all affectionate isn't gonna save you."

"Oh, I'm sure you have something planned to break me. Give me your best shot, Heartberry."

"Oh, I will." Connie kissed his palm. "Just don't regret it."

Steven gulped, seeing her passionate and determined black eyes burn with impish mischief. He watched as Connie walked away and behind the desk to get a steel folding chair. She returned it and placed it behind him.

"Sit, since you wanna be Shinji so much," she commanded with a grin, looking at Steven's confused expression.

"What?" Both Alex and Steven wondered where Connie was going with this as Steven did as he was told.

"Now then," Connie began as she positioned Steven in the pose she wanted. Alex watched with wide eyes as Connie put Steven's knees together and giggled as she folded Steven's hands together and put them on his knees. She straight up guffawed with laughter as Connie lowered his head and buried his hands almost in a fetal condition.

"Now, get in the robot, Steven."

"Oh my god!" Alex howled in laughter at Connie's words and impression of Gendo Ikari.

"That wasn't even in that episode!" Steven yelled, trying to hold back his laughter. "You got me in a meme! You're memeing me."

"As a great ninja once said, 'Memes are the DNA of the Soul,'" Connie reiterated with a faux sage tone.

"Based," Alex agreed.

"Disgraced. Monsoon should never be quoted," Steven retorted.

"Well, if you can't meme your partner, who can you meme, right?" Connie smirked before her cheeks burned at her own words.

"What?" Steven began to raise his head.

"Keep your head down," she ordered, putting his head back down quickly. "Gotta take your shot."

Her soft voice tingled his ears as her hand rubbed his scalp and black curly locks. A look of cherished affection on her face as she gently removed her hand and moved back to get Steven in her camera crosshairs. Giggling at how cute and hilarious the scene looked. Unaware of the pink-faced grin on her Mister's face.

Click.

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Fighting Flirty: Character Select PT4 (Act 4.8)

 

 Steven didn't flinch at the sound, focusing on Connie's voice as she explained the shot. "Okay, now, I want you to open your eyes wide and Keep that smoldering but look directly into the camera and make it say the feelings it's conveying with its expression. With the eyes being your main weapon." She said, waiting for him to do it.

-Click-

"Okay, you got it...Now...look at the camera with your mouth opened a bit, and keep the face you were making in the last shot, but tilt your head back a bit more...and keep your chin up, so you're looking at me from down your nose." She blushed slightly, " I want you to look at me like you want me."

Steven tilted his head, leaned slightly back, kept his eyes open, and looked into her eyes. He held the lips and eyes and everything he just did and looked at her, just as she asked, as he wanted her.

'Easier done than said.'Steven mused internally as he looked at Heartberry, camera in hand, straddling his pelvis. He was lightly feeling her rump pressing on his front through their costumes.

It took him all his facilities to not grip her hips with his digits, press on those luscious arches, stimulate thickly into her supple muscle and evoke the most satisfying reactions from his seductively tomboyish shutterbug.

"What are you thinking about?" Connie asked as she concentrated her crosshairs to center her Mister and felt her toes flex at the look, "with that 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬?" she giggled teasingly, adding a bit of lusciousness into her tone, a strategy she used to keep from showing her emotions while dragging out his.

"She says as if she didn't order me to think of her in a wanting way," Steven responded, her warmth becoming more noticeable.

" Oh. You're so 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥." Connie mused, "must be all the 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 and 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴." She joked, nearly pressing the shot button. Feeling her breath heat and her breasts tighten as she continued to get lost in the moment.

'𝙊𝙝, 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩.' Connie thought, '𝙄...𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙛 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙬? 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙝? 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙚, 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙. 𝙂𝙤𝙨𝙝, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙯𝙮... '

"You ok, Shutterberry? You should take a picture; it'll last longer."

'𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩...𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 '𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙢' 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙚.' Connie puffed her cheeks at Steven's musing taunting. "You can't rush perfection."

"Is that why you took so long to get ready?"

"You take longer than I do, Universe." 

Steven chuckled, "thought you didn't believe in perfection?" 

"Eh, I don't, but there are some things that seem close enough, like this picture."

"And your butt."

She scoffed, "Wrong...My physique...all of me is.." 

Connie took a moment to run his palm on the endowed breasts of her costume. "𝙇𝙞𝙢-"

Down the luscious curves of her muscular and toned torso and waist."𝙄𝙩-"

 To the swell of her 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺, robust, rump and thick, sturdy thighs and legs."𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨." and stuck out her tongue. 

"Lucky I can't take your tongue right now," Steven responded, keeping his face as before though his grip on her hip was more prominent and entirely his own doing. 

"I mean...If you want to lose...I can make it worth your while." 

"I bet...But you love when I win."

"Not against me."

"𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 

Connie found her body heat rising at the dominant tone, biting the back of her lip as she readied the camera again. She was leaning in slightly to his grip. 

'𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩... 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝘽𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙮, 𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙙...𝙈𝙮 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧; 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢... 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝘽𝙛/𝙂𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜...𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚... 𝙐𝙨.'She smiled, snapping the picture, '𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙩.' She giggled. 

"Good shot? Steven asked, getting a nodding from Connie. 

"You're so photogenic, Mister." Connie chuckled, "I might have to get you posterized."

"My little fangirl." 

She kissed at his teasing, "come on, more poses..." she rubbed her chin before laying back flat, "Pin me down, Big Bisky."

Steven blinked, "Wha-"

"Hmm?" Connie arched her left brow," Did you just slip from character." She smiled," did I win our game just three shots in."

Steven sucked his teeth before crawling over to her and straddling her hips, placing his palms beside her head and looking down.

"so...what face am I supposed to make, Shutterberry." He teased as he saw the slightest maroon glow on her cheeks.

'Keep it together, Maheswaran!' Connie reprimanded herself mentally," Um, something...something... Desperate." She responded.

Steven's fingers trailed along her neck and onto her cheek, his eyes staring into hers as he leaned in closer, "How desperate?"

Connie's body was trembling

'𝙃𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙢𝙢𝙢𝙢!' Connie all but melted, but she shook her head; she was not gonna lose. "Deliriously so. I wanna see craze, frenzy, and madness. I wanna see raw delirium." Connie challenged, readying her camera.

"Alright, alright." Steven sighed as he leaned away from her face, moving one hand behind his head."What about a smile?"

Connie rolled her eyes but still tried to hold back the smile threatening to break through.

"Sure," she shrugged, "if it can match my prerequisites," she got him in her crosshairs, " whenever you're ready, show me a smile of frantic madness."

"Bet... Watch." Steven smirked slightly before tilting his head, thinking for a moment before running his hand through his hair; his eyes closed as he focused on the thought in his head. He cracked one eye open and laughed as he imagined what he wanted the picture to look like.

Connie, for all her professionalism, snorted while taking the picture.

 Her Mister was just adorbs and animated, but Connie knew Steven could do better. Though she had a sinking suspicion, he did it to make her lose their game and break from her professional persona. 

'Good try...Which is why I'm keeping this hammy picture for myself.' She mused gently, "definitely going into my private pics." She giggled, taking the shot.

"Now, now, Maheswaran," Steven snickered, "you told me to give you frantic madness, didn't you?"

"I did, but-" Connie snapped another picture, getting a stunning blush from Steven, "you're just being adorable, but if you wanna win, you gotta blow me away...and you only have six shots left." 

"Six shots." Steven mused, "you're not giving that shot back."

"Hey, you took a risk by being adorably hammy instead of awesomely photogenic." She chuckled," we can always try it again."

Steven nodded as Connie prepared to shoot again, getting into and conjuring the face he wanted.

The camera clicked, and she looked at the screen to see what came out of the other side of that facial expression. Her eyes widened as she looked at the screen and took in the image of Steven's face before letting out a small gasp. 

The shot was perfect! She had caught him perfectly in that moment of pure craziness! He was smiling so widely she could have sworn he was trying to push it out of his face! She couldn't stop herself from smiling at the photo!

"Wow." Connie gulped," This is a fantastic shot!" She gasped as she looked at him again, watching him smile despite himself, "I didn't know you had this in you, Bisky."

"Wish it that good?" 

"Yeah, it's that good!" She exclaimed, leaning up to poke at the screen, taking in every detail of the shot before looking to see Steven's reaction. "This...this is amazing, Steven!"

"Yeah?" He smiled, looking at the screen in surprise. "Wow...Just...wow...I never knew I could pull that off."

Connie giggled, "Surprise me too." She loved the shot, but Steven's reaction was her favorite part. His genuine surprise was so cute, and the look of pride made her heart skip.

"I don't know what to say," Steven said, stunned at his reaction.

"Maybe you should be a delirious mad hatter for Halloween, huh?" Connie teased.

"Hmm, Alice in Wonderland...or Gotham city?" Steven played," either way, you'll be my sweet Alice."

"So, either your tea party guest or your villainous moll?" She moved near, biting her lips.

"Both you would play very well, my dear...though you could be either as easily as the clothes you wear."

"and I'm sure any choice would make you mad as a hatter." 

"Of course, it's you who's displaying the part, my precious berry of heart."

"Bars." She giggled as she cuddled against his chest as he sat back on his butt, his arm around her as he turned to face her.

"Now, now, Miss Maheswaran...we still have one challenge left." He reminded her.

"You're really gonna get me cuddling you again, aren't you?" She chuckled softly," I'm gonna have to put this in my favorites folder, aren't I?"

"Oop! look like someone's professionalism is slipping." Steven teased.

Connie looked up at him with a smile, "I think it's obvious who's going to win this round, Steven."

"Yeah, me." He smirked.

"Um? No, it was me."

"Um, excuse 𝙢𝙚! You broke first."

You're excused, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡."

"Says the one who wanted me to feel them." 

"I was just trying to get my  model into a mindset," she huffed, tossing her head back, "strictly professional."

"Your trembling said differently, Berry Shake." He started, moving close to her face, pressing her nose to his. 

"So did your tent..."

 The two narrowed their eyes. 

"Brat," Steven stated. 

"Punk." Connie sneered

"Insomniac."

"Workaholic."

"Mad scientist."

"Vagabond."

"Minx."

"Hippy"

"Tease."

"Flirt."

"Bottom!"

"𝘽𝙤𝙏-𝘽𝙊𝙏𝙏𝙊𝙈!?" Connie gasped, wide-eyed. 

"Ohh! He said, you the bottom Berry to his top Biscuit. He's getting saucy, ohh!" Alex, who was recording their whole interaction, instigated with a smile. 

 "What she said." Steven laughed as Connie puffed her cheeks, " Heart Bottom ." He teased the said bottom with a playful but prominent pinch. 

Connie popped up with a peep, biting the back of her bottom lip as she blushed. She leaned to kiss him, cupping his cheeks, "I'll show you bottom! Rawr! "

Steven didn't have time to react as he was pounced on by a determined Connie, who bit his collar, rubbed his scalp, and massaged his gem, all while bucking and belly dancing against his body. 

Leaving him helplessly melted and pink.

"Ohh!" Alex applauded the duo, "she's dominating Biscuit now! She got him in the palm of her hand!"

"f-f-fair play." Steven stuttered, his eyes locked on Connie's "that's p-p-pressure...oh...that's a lot of pressure..." He bit his lips, slowly succumbing to the affectionate punishment. 

"Oh, you're so sweet and soft when you're like this," Connie whispered, rubbing his gem as she nibbled on his ear, "like cotton candy. My cotton candy boy, riii~iight?'"

"I'm... I'm not soft. " Steven challenged as he shivered.

"Oh..."Connie pressed her upper left leg  between his, "𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬." She purred, "still mush though...I love it!" She replied with a heated bundle of kisses behind his ear, " So cute. And soft. Cotton candy boy." 

'𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚  𝙝𝙚𝙧...𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝.' He thought, melting into her pleasure. 

"Whose the bottom?" She added, blowing in his ear and evoking a hum. 

That was until the feel of Steven's fingers trailing up and down her back, waist, and curve of her hip, making her move, not unlike a cat or fox. 

"You are." he snarled, enjoying her reaction. 

Connie was in bliss, feeling her Nerves ignite. He knew exactly how to touch her. 

But Connie wasn't one to go without a fight. With an embarrassing blush, she dug deep, moving close to his ear. 

"𝘼𝙧𝙖~𝙖𝙧𝙖..."

She watched as Steven's skin turned Pinker, and his eyes widened as he stared at her.

And licked his fangs into existence. 

"Uh-oh." Connie started before laughing as he pinned her under him. She was gulping in anticipation, her eyes once again on them amazing fangs, on her fantastic Mister. 

Steven smirked, nuzzling his nose in her neck gently, grazing his fang on her collar. Feeling her tremble and hearing her quiet whimpers as she instinctively offered her neck. 

"Whose the bottom? "

Connie puffed her cheeks... But God, she wanted him to bite her. 

'𝘼𝙝 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨.' She mused, kissing his ear.

 " I am ... " she purred before groaning with pleasure as his jaw took her to her mental palace of pleasure. 

'𝙂𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠.' Alex mused, watching the two snog, bite, kiss and treasure each other in their own way. 

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