"You do know you have to dress me, right?" Steven looked at Connie, whose smirk grew into a grin.
"Of course! Why do you think i'm so excited?" Her chuckle sent waves of delightful anxiousness through his spine.
"Remember, you have to remain professional." The teasing voice of the hybrid lit a flame of determination in her.
"Oh! I know." She sauntered up to the hybrid and slightly lifted his chin withered index finger. "So..Ready?"
She giggled as he tenderly kissed the tip of her finger. "Game on Ni', dress me."
She nodded as she took her hand away and brought the costume front and center, holding it against Steven, as if trying to imagine how it would look on him, before placing it down on the nearby bench.
The costume itself consisted of a bodysuit, gloves, and boots made of leather and spandex. As well as a breastplate, shoulder armor wrist cuffs made from fiber reinforced plastic.
Steven watched as she took the bodysuit of the costume and unzipped it with a bit of nervousness. The zipper reached from the nape of the suit and ended at the just a bit below the crotch.
"Oh boy.." Steven sighed as Connie held the opened bodysuit to him, her grin ever present.
"You seem nervous, Mister. Afraid,you're not gonna be able to keep you cool?"
Steven scoffed playfully. "Hardly. My will is as hard as diamond."
"Sure that's not the only thing either." She whispered to herself as she bent down in front of Steven, suit opened
"Huh?"
"I said step into the suit."
Steven arched an eyebrow before following her instructions. He stepped both his feet through the bodysuit legs, already feeling the construction and stretching of the suit. He had to fight of a small snicker as he was feeling tickled by Connie's tugging of the suit leg.
"You're doing ok? Not uncomfortable?"
"I'm actually being a bit tickled around the legs, but we should wait until the thing is all the way on, before we talk about comfort." Steven gave her a taunting and slightly seductive smirk. "Or are you just afraid that you won't be able to keep yourself calm during this game."
"Ahhaha...Bisky."
Steven froze at the amorous and resolute look in her eyes. Her grin fell to a dangerous smile as she licked her lips enticingly.
"That..was your out." Her one was the softest velvet and it squeezed at his heart, making it beat faster.
He was quite aware now, that she was not going to hold back in terms of making him weak. Though he believed he still would withstand her machinations in the end. He watched as she gave the suit legs one final tug before bringing the front suit up against his belly,
"Arms towards me, Mister."
Steven complied with the command dutifully getting a smile from his Connie before she slipped the sleeves of the bodysuit on his arm a bit loosely.
"Keep them forward."
"Wow you're a bossy dresser, aren't ya."
Connie chuckled at his jab as she walked behind him. She pressed her front against his bare back as she tugged on the slightly loose fitting arms, trying to ignore just how broad and hard it was and how nice it felt against her. She did spare a glance at her hybrid's blazing face.
"Hey now, why so red?"
"Tsch! You're an evil little minx."
"Well, that's rude." Her voice was an elegant, sweet liquor to his ear. A bit more raspy, more deeper, more seducing. "All I'm trying to do is adjust the sleeves of this bodysuit." She rubbed and groped the entirety of his arms with such gentle precision and attention while humming in satisfaction or in teasing amorality; only Connie knew for sure. She did see his eyes gain a bit of hunger as he bit his lip though.
"And you're calling me names, so mean." Her 'accusation' was part of her plan to make him break. "I think you should pay penance."
"Pen- Penance?" He let go of the breath he didn't even know he was holding as he squeaked the word out. He couldn't help it, her breath tickled his inner ear while her lips brushed against his outer ear. Combined with her tone, her strokes and the feel of her breast on his back, he was a step away from melting.
Then she giggled that cute, light, lovely giggle; that made him weak and he was putty.
"I'll let you go for now, cause you're just too cute." she joshed as she snickered, before tugging the opening of the bodysuit,making sure it fit properly and gaining grunts of surprise from Steven.
"It's good, it's good, Heartberry!"
"You sure, just wannabe make sure before I zip you up."
"Yes Connie, It's a snug fit...No more adjustment needed."
"Ok..well..It's time."
Connie's voice was way too eager for him to not be worried. He could already feel her teasing coming.
"Open these legs for me."
Steven gave a dramatic scoff. "Sheesh, can't buy a guy dinner first. You know wine and dine, before getting in between my thighs."
Connie looked abashed as her face grew a bit maroon before kissing her teeth. "You say that but you were between mine quite a bit today..and you haven't given me a bite.. yet "
Steven allowed himself a cheeky smirk before answering." Now...Are we talking about food or..Are you talking about action?"
"I think you know." A playful tone in her voice as she dipped a bit low behind him. She tapped his thighs a bit, signaling that she needed more room for her hand.
"Really?"
Steven's shocked tone made her titter, before she bit her lip and stroked his innermost costume thigh with her index and middle.
"Told you that you were gamy. Look at all this nice meat here."
"He~ey." He breathed out the word in desperation, as his heart pounded, fist clenched and toes curled. Her gentle manipulations caught him completely off guard and electrified his nerves.
"Yes, Mister?" The teasing, methodical slides of her fingers up one thigh and down the other, making perfectly sure to get as close as possible to his undercarriage without directly touching his cargo. Not that she needed to, his face and reactions said it all. His mind was making him feel touches instead of very, very close misses.
"You're..Oh hoho..That's nice...You're not being very..OOOOO.. Profes...Professional.
"All I'm doing is checking to make sure everything is in order, before I zip you up. We're supposed to be professional."
She bit her tongue to keep from laughing at his breaking. He was breathing erratically, his hands and fingers clenched and relaxed rapidly. His back and ass flexed...Which if he was to look behind him, he would see her own hungry and luscious stare.
'Oh my stars. He's losing it. He looks like he'll break at any moment. Not that it'd be a bad thing if he did. Hehe...That being said. I really should move along and stop torturing him.'
Steven' eyes closed as he felt a comfortable pressure from below him. His ears twitched at the sound of a zipper being zipped and his body shivered at the feel of the bodysuit closing around him, holding him like a second skin. All because it was by her hand.
Connie stepped back before looking at the bodysuit at all angles. The front, back and top side of the arms were a deep blue; while the underside of the arms, the sides of the suit, the three lines that dipped in the middle that ran along the stomach, ribs, and chest of the suit were black. On the breast of the suit were two red gems.
It looked real good on Steven too. It hugged him in all the right places, and accentuated his build gracefully, without being too revealing.
"You make depression sexy, Mister."
Steven snorted at that comment. "Wow! I don't even know how to take that."
"Compliment."
"Ha obviously."
"How does it feel though. Give me a lap, Bisky."
He nodded as he started to turn in a circle slowly. As he did he performed some minor exercises; arm and shoulder rotations, arm and chest stretches, knee bend, low leg stretches and toe touches.
Connie watched intensely as she stood crossed legged, arms held right below her breast, Her right hand squeezing her side as her left index finger was being lightly bit by her. Her eyes roamed up and down his body, taking mental photos of how the fabric moved like skin.
"MMM~MM...Damm.." She hummed a bit lustfully.
He caught her wandering stare as her eyes dipping a bit lower than his waist and nearly broke out laughing. He was sure she might have been unaware of what she was doing, he loved the hungry, predatory look all the same.
"You know, that's not a very professional look you have on your face." He joked as he stopped facing her.
"Hmm?"
He chuckled at how dazed she sounded and walked up to her a small impish smile on his face as he stroked her cheek, causing another content hum as she snuggled into it with a smile.
"I said, you're not being very professional."
"You're already dressed, so I don't have to be." She chuckled as she kissed the tip of his thumb with a 'chu', looking at his eyes with a slight glint of carnality.
"Am I? Cause there's gloves, boots, and armor that I need to put on."
He watched as Connie took his index finger..
"Gloves." and kissed it.
His middle finger.
"Boots" and kissed it.
His ring finger
"Armor" and kissed it.
"All accessories." She kissed his pinky before interlocking her right hand with his slightly trembling left hand.
"This though..." She ran her left hand across his costume chest, back, and stomach and stroked along his waist, hips and gem, biting her lip at the feel of it. Thin enough to feel like bare skin, to feel the supple muscles of the body, the hardness and each facet of his gem underneath.
"This is the costume."She really admired how it felt as good as it looked on her man and judging by the flushed yet prideful face Steven spotted, he realized this.
"And I love how you wear it."
The amount of adoration in her voice, combined with the kisses and tenderly seducing touching, made his blush more prominent. As well as turned his stomach to a den of butterflies, his gem a full glow light, and melted him thrice over on the inside; but played it off with a click of his tongue and a small nod. Until he looked into those black pools of hers. Those prideful, love-filled, eyes that held just enough coquettish mischief to put him on notice.
"I..I can see that.. " He stuttered, gaining a grin from her, an impish one. "Still accessories are part of the outfit, and since you broke your professionalism before the job was finished. You lost."
Her pout made him chuckle as she brought her hands to her hips as her eyebrows scrunched slightly in reluctant defeat.
He pulled her close to him folding his hands on the small of her back. "Ey, don't be like that. It was your rules."
"Fine.." She sighed as she folded her hands at the nape of his neck. "You won this round."
"Thank you..a point for me."
"Lucky. "
"And a punishment for you."
"What?!"
"Yyyup...This is a punishment game,right?"
Connie glared deeply into his eyes, her lips held tight in a thing grimaced, before glancing downward for a moment. before turning back to him with a smirk. " You're lucky you're hot in all this blue."
Steven laughed before giving her a kiss on her crown, then her nose and then a quick nip of her lips, making her sigh happily.
'Ok..What's you gonna do to me?" Connie playful, jesterly warmed his heart. Her beckoning half smile though that brought shook him in the best way.
"Well, we gotta get you in costume. Which means we gotta get you out of this little number so you can get a quick shower and get dressed."
"Whoa, whoa you're still not fully costumed."
"Accessories. I can put on those while you're washing yourself."
Connie's eyes widened at his statement before she could retort though.
"You already consented to the lost and punishment."
With a slightly annoyed breath, she signaled him to continue.
"So here's your punishment, remain professional and impassive, while I strip you."
"Not much of a punishment, since that's the main point of this game."
"Yes. but for this round..I will not be."
Connie looked at him with a pointed stare, as his smile seemed to grow more devilish and more infectious. "So I gotta keep cool while you just have fun trying me squirm and such?"
"Exactly."
"And if I break?"
"It continues on to the next game. Until you can endure a round, then the rules will be set back to normal."
Connie nodded in understanding. Ok so I'm basically to endure torment through physical affection? I can do that. So what's off limits?"
"The usual..won't touch certain impermissible areas."
Connie licked her teeth before a lingering kiss on his lips."I wonder how long that will last, huh?"
"Wait, what?!"
His shocked, slacked jawed look at her joke sent her into a giggling fit as she backed away out of his grasp to the center of the room.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. That was bad of me."
"That was bad..very bad.. " Steven walked up to her and lifted her chin gently, looking at her still giggly smile. "Teasing little minx."
That commanding voice silenced her giggles and exchanged them for excited shivers and hums.
"Ready?"
"Yes, Mister."
"You sure? You're already showing some excitement."
"I assure you..Once we begin, you won't break me."
"Ok...we're starting..."
Connie didn't get the chance to respond as Steven gave her a small chaste kiss catching her off guard but not enough to warrant a lost.
"Now." Steven smiled at his Heart Berry before giving her a deep kiss. The feeling of his lips interlocking with her own, his thick tongue licking her teeth and gums for entrance sent small bolts of electricity through her nerves.
It only intensified when she felt his hands under her sweater, massaging 'stroking and tracing on her stomach as he slowly and excruciatingly lift her sweater up to her chest, making her toes curled and flex unnoticed.
He broke the kiss and looked at her, an indifferent smug look on her face. He nodded at her challenge before moving in and nuzzling her neck, nipping behind her ear.
"Lift your arms up for me, Sweetberry."
She took in a deep breath and pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth to keep from moaning. 'OH STARS, THAT NAME..HIS BREATH ON MY EAR AND THAT DEEP COMMANDING VOICE! THIS IS TORMENT!' Inside she was complete and utterly melted...Outside, she nodded still holding her smug as she complied.
She giggled as he rolled irhe sweater off of her, being careful not to mess with her hair. She watched as he gave the same care to her clothes as she did his folding it and even placing it near his own. It touched her.
He gave her a smile before grabbing her by the waist and sitting her on the nearby table between their clothes.
"Are we having a reverse of the hotel room?" Connie joked with a cheesy grin, which caused Steven to shake his head with a smirk. He gave her another deep kiss, before trailing down her jawline, with little nips to her collarbone. It took all her will to keep her hand to her side, mouth shut and breath steady.
It was hard for Connie to not respond to him. Especially when his smell overtook her senses along with the oral manipulations... He broke away from her and gave her a gentle kiss before kneeling in front of her, giving that same look she did in the hotel. Full of love and adoration.
"Give me your foot, Sweetberry."
She did with pleasure. She watched with a mask of impassiveness as he meticulously slipped off her boot and sock, before giving the top of her foot a kiss, before slipping of the other boot and sock and repeating the process. Her heart thumped against her chest and her hand gripped the table. She was close to just breaking. She wanted to break..for him. She wanted to stroke his lock, kiss his cheeks, nuzzle his neck and kiss him just as deep as he did her.
To not be able go show him the same affection..Was a torment.
"Hey you ok, Sweetberry?"
Connie looked surprised at the question. "Yeah, why?"
"You're crying."
"What..?"
Steven wiped her left eye and sure enough, she felt a tear being wiped.
Connie's eyes widened before she let out a small tearful laugh."I lost twice..Damn embarrassing."
Steven placed his forehead against hers and held her hands tightly ."What happened there Ni?"
Connie shook her head. "I..I don't know..It just got too much, I think? Having to not respond at all to you. To act like you don't affect me. I don't like it, at all."
Steven's eyes were wrought with guilt. "Connie. I'm sorry. I took it too far, thought since we're playing a game of will anyway, thought it wouldn't be a problem. No more punishment games like that, ok?"
"Agreed, and you don't have to feel guilty about it. It was a little thing. We're good." Connie smiled at her Mister running her hand through his locks, a sweet sight from chest.." You still gotta finish what you started, though."
"You still wanna play?" Steven looked at the girl in a green bra and jeans incredulously.
"Yeah! It's the punishment game I can't deal with..Not being able to respond to your affection that teared me up. The professional game is fine cause we don't have to be emotionless."
"That's true...So if that's the case." Steven said with abit of husk in his voice his hands moving to her belt buckle.
" Be.." She stopped herself for a moment before she smiled her minx smile as she moved him close to her collarbone.
"Ni?"
"I don't think I want to "be professional" anymore...So I'm giving you leniency."
"Leniency? And what pray tell must I do? For this Leniency."
Connie looked at Steven's eyes full of love and wanting. Before giving him a kiss full of emotion and depth, that evoked a growling moan from the hybrid."Perform what you promised, Mister. Sink them in."
Steven arched his eye brow before he licked and morphed his teeth to his fangs. Giving her a smile, kissing her along her collarbone teasinging. Making her whimper in impatience.
"Mister...please.."
Her pleading voice was the green light for the hybrid..He opened his mouth and..
"Hey wanda! You're back" Alex greeted, her employer who looked a bit tired
"Yup.. finally caught up with Issa about her accessory line, so that's a go." She stretched and sat on the desk. "Did you check in Mr. Universe and his cohort?"
"Oh yeah. Easy work.. Between you me boss...That Connie girl.. Hmm.. umm"
Wanda smirked at the slightly wanton look on Alex's face, and nodded. " Yeah.. I agree..They both are..Too bad they're completely sprung on each other."
"They're only friends though..So maybe there's a cha-'
"OH YESS! MISTER! UMMM! SO GOOOOD!"
"Nevermind." Alex sighed as Wanda chuckled to herself.