"{moaning}Steven. F-fuck, yes. That's it, baby, right there. Ahh! Mmmmf! Ahh! Cum for me, please God, just cum in me! Aaaa FUCK! I can feel it. Douse that fire in my belly, baby. Ahh *guffaws* More, I need more of your fat dick! *guffaws* You're so fucking good."

'God, she makes dirty words sound pretty.'

If you call me at all,

Don't tell me that I'm ordinary.

Cause I won't be passing you, please don't leave,

And if you tell me you're listening to everything you read,

Steven looked up at the older woman that was panting, fiercely and wildly on top of him. Steven was spent but she just keeps going, raising her waist up and down over his manhood. He knew that whatever that peak of endorphins that rushed through his entire body and had just flown into his new lover was his climax, but he wondered; Did she ever get there? He wasn't sure if that mess of irrational speech was because he was doing something right, or maybe he needed to work on something. Either way, he was completely silent through the entire course, except for the occasional grunts and warning to the was "close", and felt that it was best to let her lead the way, after all she seemed to know what she was doing (he could vouch for that one). That way she danced on top of him was hypnotic. The playful teasing, she did to him lit a hidden fire in his body. That disheveled hair of her as it cascaded over us was a work of art, only second to her beautifully flushed face. All Steven could do now was place a kiss on her forehead, and profuse his love for her, and his appreciation for her body this night. As she rode out her night in bliss.

Turn off this light, call my name,

Don't talk, just ride,

Who wouldn't let you be all about,

About me.

I'm only trying to work this out

He never had been so nervous, yet so high even in his entire life. Sex was exhilarating. It was sweeter than any dessert, and more savory than any meal he has ever eaten. The sensation of it all left him sore, exhausted, and yet wanting more. He never thought that she was would be his first. Hell, he never thought she would ever have sex with him. She a maid for a lack of better words. She knew him since his was 10, and she always treated in a very way. Instead of a caregiver She loved to tease him especially after he turned 16, Steven can see it as clear as the grin as that she held on her whenever walk out of the shower with a towel covering her waist but held another one rolled up around her neck. She would always give him seductive looks, and even say the dirtiest things to get him riled up. He swore back then he hated it, but he knew a part of him enjoyed the idea of this beauty woman held feels for him, despite that fact his was still a minor going into his junior. It was summer day that he found her in the foyer, there she held bottle of Peach Crown Royal, A small bottle of Hennessy, a half-eaten cake, two used shot glasses, and the unhappiest look he ever seen on her. Music was playing in the background.

Only they can't see where this gonna end,

They all think I'm crazy. But to me, it's perfect sense.

She rushed over to him as he entered. She bawled her eyes out into his light blue shirt, and he held her. It was then she confided in him that she was lonely. She didn't care for the money she had, or stockpiles of dessert she could have a request. She wanted the one thing that money couldn't truly, a person that would love her. It stabbed at his heart to see her like this. She deserved better. But what could he do? He was just boy, and this was a full-grown woman. She was more traversed, more experienced in this world. And if it was tearing at her like this, what he could expect when it was his time? He cradled her and carried her to the couch. He held her securely against his frame, and she seemed to calm down. He whispered in it her ear that everything would work out, that he was there for her, and that he always be there for her. Basically, he did nothing.

(Nothing, nothing)

I got nothing. (Nothing, nothing)

I got nothing. (Nothing, nothing)

I got nothing. (Nothing, nothing)

"I love you." She said in a drunken slur. She reached at his towards his face.

"I love you too."

"You shouldn't say that, Steven. You don't know what those words do to me. You don't know what 'love' means."

"You're may be right on that one. I don't know what it means have love for someone else. The only love I have ever felt was the one for my father. He was a wonderful man, and when he died, it was like a train crashed in my body. That's the only time a can say I lost love, but that wouldn't be true. Because my love for my father still leaves on in my heart, you see? People can come and go, but if that love you have for them still exist."

"Why can't you be just a few years older?"

"Why would that matter?"

"Because, I wouldn't have to feel guilty."

"Feel guilty about wha-"

She tasted of alcohol and sugar. In other words, and no pun intended, intoxicating. The scent of liquor was heavy, and yet she never seemed more perfect. My lips, cheeks, ears, even my neck was being bombed by those luscious lips. Her arms slipped out of my grasp and snaked their way up and cross my chest.

I only said it 'cause I know what it's like to feel burned out.

It gets you down

We've all been there sometimes,

But tonight, I'll make you feel beautiful once again

"Steven, when we do this, your going to swear to somethings. Hell, you might do somethings that you never meant to do."

"Don't follow."

"Just, when everything is said and done, try to mean them."

"Don't worry. I'll love you no matter what."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

She gripped at his waistband, pull against his briefs. The air a sort of chill to it, but from the flush of our face, you'd think it was hot.

"Are you still a virgin?"

"Yes." Steven admitted shamefully.

"Saving yourself for that special girl?"

"No. J-just never had an interest in any of the girls at school."

"Shame."

"How come?"

"The fact that you haven't experience that high school sweetheart, and you're going to give it a drunken bimbo."

"Not just a drunken bimbo, you're that special girl who love to tease little boys when you are sober."

"Y-yeah, sorry bout that." She began to trail his member. The anticipation was mind-numbing.

"It's fine. In all honesty, you're the only girl who I really looked at like that. I thought you looked sexy."

"[husky] I'm gonna rock your world."

And rocked it she did. Only, it was rocked in more ways than one.


So just close your eyes,

Well, honey here comes a lullaby,

Your very own lullaby.

Please let me take you,

Out of the darkness and into the light.

'Cause I have faith in you

That you're gonna make it through another night

Stop thinking about

the easy way out.

There's no need to go and blow the candle out,

Because you're not done.

You're far too young,

And the best is yet to come.

Steven lean against the frame of his bedroom door, staring at the sad drunken mess of a woman that is Rose Quartz. He didn't enjoy it, but he didn't feel compelled to go over there to stop her from drinking more from her 5th bottle. She was a grown woman; she can handle herself. He knew full well that she couldn't do that in the slightest. Maybe that what kept him there; the fear that she would go above just crying. Or maybe he was drunk as well and got bored. Maybe. Just maybe. He should retire for the night. Taking one last glance, he shook his head at the woman he was ashamed to be of relation.

'My how the does righteous fall?'

Apparently, they like to hit rock bottom. Maybe if it were Amethyst, he would have brought her to bed. Of course, that was because he still cared deeply for Amethyst. Maybe when Rose leaves, he'll catch up with her. And maybe, they all can be sober and mature this time.

I'm surprised that I'm updating this at a good rate. Don't get use to it. Apologies if it seems rushed and short. All the chapters will be revised, eventually. Obviously, this will have more chapters. I just now noticing I'm starting to write the word "and" then using an ampersand. I guess I am maturing. Thanks for reading this mess. Love you guys, please review because I really care about your opinions and love to hear feedbck positive or negatively. 'Til next time. -NNW(EcriteExpert)

PS: that first paragraph was an accurate piece dialogue I had with one of my exes, who let me use it. But forbade the video. Oh well, lol. We're good drinking buddies now.