~So I'm not actually bisexual or anything but the first time I saw Jasper from Steven Universe I got a lady boner. This gem is HAWT. I love her design and just her overall bitchiness. I hope they bring her back because she is so damn awesome. Anyhoo I decided to do an OC/Jasper story. This is my first F/F story, although technically gems don't have sexes and they honestly seem asexual to me, so please be nice. This story is going to show Jasper being a complete asshole to this juman who finds her. In the beginning she treats Jennifer like a pet only using her for pleasure but over time it develops in to more. Despite the beginning of their relationship Jasper starts out being super possessive and protective of Jennifer. If you look up the properties for the Jasper stone its actually meant for nurturing, protection, and healing past emotional trauma which is funny given Jasper's role in the show.I really want to explore this concept. Also this is going to be smut first plot later. Sorry but it is. Enjoy!~
**Maiko** :3
My Human Pet
Prologue
The last thing Jasper remembered was being fused with Lapis. The gem had tricked her into fusing so that Lapis could control her. Despite Malachite's power Lapis' will was just too strong to overcome at the current time. Jasper had spent time at the bottom of the ocean in a coma like state as the fusion Malachite in the deepest trenches of the sea. Than suddenly as if by magic she was free but not without damage. Her gem was cracked and she was forced to remain in a state of hibernation and suspended animation not having the power in her damaged state to revive her corporeal form. After that how she ended up in the possession of one of these humans was not too her understanding. All she knew was that she could not at the moment reanimate her physical body and the particular human had control over her. All she could do was bide her time and wait.
The little human had come here to relax and rejuvenate. She had come to this desolate beach, using her savings, she had bought a small beach house in the middle of nowhere. All she wanted was her ipod and her books and maybe a few candles. After her episode she had been warned to treat herself delicately and not try to force herself into public right away. So here she was on this beach by herself enjoying reading and content to enjoy the solitude. She often took walks whether it be early in the morning or late at night. There was not schedule to keep so her time was hers alone and no one else's. One day upon one of her walks as she was picking up interesting looking rocks and seashells she found a stone that rather peculiar. She had been here a little over two weeks and in her stay had not once seen a stone such as this. A small pale hand grasped it pulling it out of the sand in a tidal pool where it seemed to have washed up. She used the water to wash off the remaining sandy grains so she could get a better look at it. It was a bright yellow and fight in her palm heavily. The stone was also cut in a icicle cut as she would come to learn. The little human touched the gem tenderly turning it over in her palms and seeing the stone was cracked straight down the middle but other than that it was beautiful and flawless. She smiled to herself grasping it and not knowing why but she felt a connection with the stone. It was sort of like her oddly shaped, bright, and cracked with a flaw. Gently sliding it into her pocket she made her way back home as it was becoming midday.
The little human was named Jennifer Anne Leigh. She at one time had been a highly paid manager of a telemarketing division in a large city. At one time she was also part of a relationship that had lasted almost a decade. When she found out her partner was cheating on her with her best friend of all people her world shattered. She attempted suicide and ended up in psychiatric care. Jennifer devoid of most drive in life quit her career and just decided to disappear. Other than a prepaid cellphone and a tablet she had books saved on she had no connection to the outside world. No laptop, no ipad, no gps, and no car. She had let all of her possessions go and just wanted to technically not exist for awhile. She declined treatment and just decided to go on a self discovering journey. Jennifer had found a little beach cabin with a loft bedroom and small living and cooking area. It had belonged to a fisherman who had passed away and his widow had put it up for sale. Jennifer had found and bought it immediately. It was already furnished with simple furniture that was very much old man furniture but she didn't mind. She had her escape and her safe place.
Jennifer was only a couple of miles from a little fishing village and there was another set of beach houses about a quarter mile down the beach so she was entirely alone. The villagers didn't bother speaking with her because she was a stranger and lived by herself. Jennifer would go into town once a week on a bicycle to get supplies sometimes less depending. She didn't bother anyone and they didn't bother her and that was how she liked it. Her mother and friends had tried multiple times to frantically call her but after a well placed text message to leave her alone they had stopped trying. Her cellphone was only for emergencies anyways and had no saved numbers. She didn't use a lot of electricity other than the essentials like to power a little refrigerator, coffee maker, and a radio mostly using candles for light and a charcoal grill for cooking and if necessary a griddle and hot plate. She had no television only books. Some would say she was living in limbo but after such a hit to her life she needed a little semblance of a blank canvas. She didn't know how long she would stay here, as long as her savings held out, which if she spent and saved wisely would last at least five years.
One particular day she felt a wave of anxiety hit her and she couldn't sit still. Jennifer really didn't need any supplies but figured she could ride in to town and buy candles and some oil for her hurricane latterns because she used so much of these items anyways. Jennifer got off her bicycle and parked it in the bike rack outside of a souveneir store like usual. Dressed in her faded jean bermuda shorts, Sperry's, light teal tank top, and her straw beach hat she walked down the sidewalk. As she headed to the general store, a mom and pop store, that had groceries and supplies that she needed she walked past the small jewelry was owned by an elderly gentleman who had moved out to this little town for the same reasons she did she would come to find out. Something tickled at the back of her mind and she reached in her pocket touching the yellow stone. Jennifer usually always kept it with her and she really didn't know why. Pulling it out of her pocket she stopped in front of the jeweler and looked at the stone. Jennifer looked back at the studio and just decided to let him look at it. The stone could be a worthless piece of costume jewelry or it could be very valuable either way she didn't have anything to lose.
Walking inside she found the older gentleman actually sleeping behind the counter. He was propped up on the jewelry case with his head resting in his palm snoozing away. He was bald except for white bushy side burns, eyebrows, and a thick mustache. He was wearing a faded Hawaiian shirt and had glasses on a beaded cord around his neck. She cleared her throat gently trying to wake him with no success. She sighed and than tried a little louder.
"AHEM!" she coughed
With a snort the older gentleman awoke and blinked rapidly looking at her owlishly. "Oh goodness. Apologies young lady I dozed off." he chuckled stretching and turned towards her "I'm Martin Daily what can I do for you?"
"My name is Jennifer Leigh. I was wondering if you could appraise something I found on the beach. I think its a gem or crystal." Jennifer said reaching into her pocket
"Why of course I can Ms. Jennifer. Let's have a look at what you have." Martin said and took the object she handed to him. He took his glasses putting them on. Jennifer watched as he inspected it. He made a 'HHHMMMM' sound before reaching under the counter and pulling out a magnifying glass. Several seconds ticked by and he made no sound as he studied the gem.
"What do you think?" Jennifer asked curious
"Well I would say its a Jasper stone. You said you found it on the beach?" Martin asked looking at her curious
"Yes I did."
"Strange this stone isn't native to this part of the country. Its also perfectly cut most Jasper isn't cut in this pattern its usually cut and polished into beads. I also haven't seen one like this with such a pure color to it. Usually Jasper has a banded or molted pattern." he commented
"Maybe someone lost it on the beach." She suggested with a shrug
"Must have. Now about this crack here do you want me to repair it for you?" Martin asked catching Jennifer by surprise she hadn't really considered that.
"Can you do that?" She asked
"I sure can I grind it out, smooth it, and polish it for you. Do you want to keep it just like this in its original form or do you want me to make you a pendant?" he asked curiously
"Just keep it in its original form I don't really wear jewelry." Jennifer said not really liking the idea of wearing a heavy stone around her neck.
"Sure thing Ms. Jennifer. Give me a few days and come back and I'll have it ready for you." Martin said Jennifer nodded and left the shop and part of her already missed the familiar weight of the stone in her pocket.
Jasper had been awoken from her hibernation by the feeling of rejuvenation. Her gem was repaired! She tried instantly to take her corporeal form but found she still lacked the power to do so. She would have to remain docile for only a little while longer. She was able to be much more aware of her surroundings now. Her psychic link to the outside world was stronger. She soon realized a human had repaired her and to think humans were capable of such things was curious and another part of her reeled at the fact a human had touched her so intimately in her most weakened form. As her awareness became more acute she found her human possesor was a human male of elderly age. For some reason he didn't feel like the human from before. Curious she could only watch and wait to see what her fate would be until she could alleviate her current situation.
A few days later Jennifer visited Martin again and to her surprise he had repaired the gem flawlessly. He was indeed a master of his craft and did superb work. He invited her to have lunch with him, in which she found out there was a little one bedroom apartment attached to his shop, and over lunch learned more about him. He was a widower his wife having passed away several years before. He had been a jewelsmith most of his life and he had moved to this desolate beachscape for many of the same reasons she had to escape his previous life. So he had sold everything he had and came here. He had no children or living relatives and he was fine living the rest of his life quiet and alone. Despite the fact in the beginning Jennifer hadn't really wanted to meet or talk with any of her nearby neighbors it was nice to be in contact with another human being again. Maybe it was because she and Martin had so many things in common or maybe she really was lonely. Whatever the reason she found herself content to have an acquaintance and accepted his offer to come once a week for tea. She rode her bike back to her cabin stone in tow back in its place in her pants pocket.
Jasper found herself back in the hands of the human who had rescued her from the see. Soon she discovered that the human male might have physically repaired her but the idea had come from this young human female. The human female was rather queer. She didn't know a lot about humans in general but what she did know this human female didn't fit the knowledge she had acquired from being fused with Lapis Lazuli. The human Steven Universe was young, loud, passionate, and annoyingly optimistic. This human was quiet, a bit older, demure, and somber and Jasper found herself growing rather curious of her. At times over the next few days the human would place her when she slept on a platform next to her place of rest. When she wasn't resting she kept Jasper in her pocket. Other time she would sit placidly staring and hold Jasper in her palms. Jasper was oddly content with this humans touch and didn't exactly reel from the idea of it and honestly this bothered her. She was supposed to despise humans and Homeworld was supposed to take over this pathetic mudball of a planet. Here she was becoming fascinated by one of its little rodents. Despite this though Jasper was created with a strong sense of loyalty having been practically programmed into her as she was created. Her loyalty was starting to lean towards this human because her very existence she owed to her and also because of her programming.
Jasper was one of Homeworld's elite gems grown for combat from only the purest minerals. From her creation she was programmed for one purpose and that was to be a ruthless soldier fighting for Homeworld's progress. Since her fusion with Lapis Lazuli, her repair, and being in the human's possession she was changing no matter how much she didn't want to admit it. Hopefully once she was able to regain her corporeal form she could get a semblance of her true self once more and destroy ths pathetic human and find Peridot and resume their mission. A couple more weeks would pass before Jasper was able to take her corporeal form and see in person first hand the human that had possessed her. To her surprise she would not find the typical reaction of hatred and dislike but the urge to protect and possesiveness. She also felt the reason for her transformation was because of this human and her emotions that had been projected on to her.
Jennifer was beginning to think she was starting to develop some sort of mental disorder other than anxiety and depression. The reason she thought this was because she had developed an attachment to an inanimate object the Jasper stone she had found. Over the weeks that followed she couldn't leave her cabin without the stone in her pocket. Jennifer couldn't sleep unless the stone was on her nightstand next to her bed. She mentioned it to Martin in one of her visits and he chuckled telling her some stones had properties such as healing, comfort, passion etc. It wasn't a proven fact that these sort of properties existed but there were practices that used certain stones for certain things. Jennifer was baffled and a little worried about it but started just giving into to the attachment. It certainly wasn't the worst thing that could happen and it wasn't like the stone was alive and she talked to it. One evening as storm hit her little cabin she curled up in her bed her anxiety growing to new levels. Even before her life crisis she had always been terrified of storms and this was her first one alone in years. Terror gripped her as wrapped herself in her quilt. A large thunder bolt clapped and she screamed trembling she reached out next to her nightstand and grasped the Jasper stone cupping it in her palms and holding it too her chest.
"Help...please...help." she whispered to no one in particular. The rational part of her mind knew that no one was going to come help her and she was going to have to suffer out this night alone. However holding her Jasper stone and saying those words seemed to soothe her. Repeating the words over and over Jennifer felt the stone grow warm in her palms. Her eyes opened as she saw a bright glow streaming through the cracks of her fingers. She unfolded her tightly clenched fists and winced at the bright light. As the stone grew brighter and hotter she dropped it and it tumbled to the floor. Jennifer distracted from the storm for a moment sat up and watched her stone explode into a beam of light and suddenly take on the silohette of a tall and broad being. The next thing she realized was that she was staring into two elongated, cat-like, piercing, yellow eyes and a man of white untameble hair.
Jasper felt strong surge of power enter her and she was able to feel the emotions of this human so strongly. She stood next looking down at her. She was pitiful to be honest a typical human small and frail. She had messy shoulder length that was brown and two blue eyes. Jasper regarded her a moment before kneeling down on one knee and grasping her chin. She raised her gaze close to her face.
"What is your name little human?" Jasper asked
"J-Jennifer." came a soft reply
Jasper couldn't help herself she smirked rather liking the flow of emotion fluctuating through her because of this human. "You want to be protected little human?"
"Yes." Jennifer said
Jennifer was entranced by this woman who held her chin a strong grip. She had a light yellow tint to her skin and jagged dark orange stripes placed on her body like tribal tattoos one prominent on left eye. Next was the mane of thick and long, wild, white hair curling haphazardly. Finally was just the sheer size of the woman she was at least close to a little over six feet tall and her frame was curvy but taut with thick muscle.
Jasper looked at the delicate pink lips open in a soft gasp. Without a second thought she leaned forwards and kissed the little human deeply reveling in the fill of her lips. The girl squeaked in surprise but soon gave in to the kiss. Without another word Jasper climbed into the bed with her. Jennifer honestly thought she was dreaming it had to be a dream and if this was a dream this was a good dream. She was kissing honestly the most wildly and exotically beautiful woman she had ever seen. Jasper climbed into bed with her cat eyes regarding her curiously. Jennifer wasted no time pressing herself closer to the female. She curled into Jasper's ample chest twining her fingers in that white man sighing content before drifting into a deep sleep.
"Rest my little human because I want to taste more of you." Jasper whispered huskily grinning as she hummed with a shudder content in her new power.
