Strum
Steven laid back on their living room couch, guitar In his hands, waiting for Connie to finish freshening up. He sighed blissfully as he took in the sight of the room. The cream colored walls, the fuchsia lights hanging across the ceiling, the painting of the Sakura tree on the eastern wall (Despite Connie saying different). It took a bit of time to get to this moment, but they were here, after all that was said and done, they were home.
They made a home.
The thought of it made the big man's heart swell with pride and appreciation. He closed his eyes and sighed as he began to strum his instrument, evoking a gentle high pitch sound.
His instinct and imagination guided his repeated strums, as he envisioned her visage through melody. First thing was her beautiful face. Oval in shape with deep black eyes, thick brows, full lips, prominent nose and brown skin.
Next, his fingers found a deeper tone, powerful and sensual, and his mind began to create her bodily being. Which each strum she became clearer, the width of her hips and shapely swell of her breast. The curves of her waist and firm build of her torso. Her small yet deadly feet, long and supple legs, and gaze stealing buttocks; along with her strong, tone arms.
As he added more pitches and sounds, his imaginative muse began to come alive in a multitude of expressions. Her cool and gentle smile with the slightest of nods of her head. The sly smiles when she has an idea or when she's in a teasing mood. The excited ones, the shy ones, The loving one...All added a depth of sweetness to his sound.
He could see her move as the rhythm and structure began to build. The small sideways nod of her head with the tapping of her arm during the beginning build up, followed by a gentle sway of her upper torso to match his light rhythm. His imaginative Connie started to tap her left palm on her stomach as her hips began to sway and rotate in tandem with his music as it added sensual depth.
He watched his muse perform for him and his music. Through kicks, spins, dips and sways all according to the mix of high pitched and deep toned strums of his digits on the string instrument. Her smiles; loving, fun-filled, and seductive; all urged him to play, making him fall for the true Connie more. She was art in motion, music made flesh, deepest and more heartfelt emotion given form. Strength, love, passion, and wanting, come to life, just as he always saw her either in his mind or in the real.
As he began to feel the climax of his song, a repeated sequenced medium deep and low pitched rhythm at a soft tempo, the muse Connie strutted towards him. Steps as powerful as they were seductive, meant to keep his attention on her, a flirtatious smile and adoring gaze on her face. He swore he was getting lost in the music and the mental imagery, as he felt her sit by him with her knees under her.
The feeling of her hands pulling his head close to her, the giggle of her voice and the sweet fullness of her lips on top of his proved him wrong, but didn't break his playing. Even when he kissed her a bit deeper, inciting a moan from his real life muse. When they broke and she rested his head on her chest in a snuggle is when he opened his eyes, and saw the real thing, twirling his hair, looking at him like her own boon.
"You're so much prettier than what I can imagine."
Connie could only giggle at her love drunk music man as he finished his song for her.
Rest
"I'm never gonna be able to go back." She whispered to herself as she laid on their couch, eyes close. It was their first night together in their new home and they haven't received their bed yet, and wouldn't until the weekend. Not really a problem for Connie, it wasn't the first time she slept bed-less, She could handle that no problem. " Can't believe he was gonna deprive me of this." She sighed pleasantly as she snuggled closer to the warm body behind her.
The two of them being the large loving pair they were, got into a bit of a debate over the sleeping arrangement for the week. Steven originally volunteered to take the floor and give his berry the couch.
Connie responded in a very mature "Bullshit!" before showing him just all the ways they could share the couch.
47 minutes of...conferencing and exhibiting the ways they could share the couch had the hybrid in complete and total agreement.
Red faced at the memories of their earlier fight, Connie tried to fight the urge to audibly swoon as she felt a large rest on her waist and pulled her closer. The feel of his whiskered chin ghostly ticking her shoulder. His lips, giving her nape continuous phantom kisses as he breathed gently in his slumber.
'I wonder if I can steal a few kisses..No..Connie. Behave, ya need ya rest.' She reprimanded herself, fighting the tease in her. "Easier said than done" Connie whispered as she tried to relax. "Maybe a little space."
She tried to move just a bit away from her husky Bisky, to give room for self-control.
"Hmm?" The sleeping diamond groaned as he pulled her back toward him wrapping his arms around her torso covering her from her hips to just below her breast. He pressed his front against her back side in a deep spoon as he rested his head on her shoulder, his lips caressing her ear. "Connie.." He mused completely dead to the world as his lips tickled her ear at each syllable of her name and sleepy breath.
Connie, for her part, was a whirlwind of emotions. Each breath sent shivers through her body, the sound of her name on his slumbering tongue lit her heart ablaze, the way he held her made her melt. She bit her lips as her breathing was hiked and exaggerated through trembles. "I wanna get closer, just for a bit." She achingly mewled in the dark.
Carefully and tenderly she caressed his cheek as she turned her to lay on her back. " If only you knew what you do to me. " She kissed the corner of his mouth multiple times delicately and endearingly, getting pleasant hums from her sleeping man.
"Connie." The slumbering man sighed as he turned towards her as she came in for another kiss.
"MMM~MM!" She was not expecting to kiss him full on..or for the sleeping man to kiss back, but it happened.
It was soft, tender, loving, passionate, it was natural and she melted into it. Lost herself into it, happy to do it.
"My..Connie" The dreaming man stated throughout the kiss running on whatever instinct and scenario his mind was giving him.
"My Steven." Connie returned it as she allowed him to lead the impromptu make out session. Even while he was dreaming, she was a complete and utter addict to his lips and tongue and how they made her feel completely and truly loved by him. How desired they made her feel. Just how damn good they make her feel when they take her breath away. She nearly whimpered when the sleeping man broke the kiss and laid his head beside hers facing her. She took a good look at him, her mind and heart forever capturing his open, wet and slightly red-lips, close eyes and goofy peaceful face in the natural light.
She smiled feeling a bit drunk off their love. "I love you Steven. " She gave him one last tender kiss "Pleasant dreams, Biscuit." She turned back to her original position and placed herself against him, feeling his heartbeat against her back. She felt the emotion induce fatigue take her to a peaceful slumber and just as the last bit of consciousness left the woman, she felt the loving grip, the gentle kiss on her crown and the voice of her Universe in her ear.
"Sleep well Berry, I love you too."
She sighed in affirmation. The first night of their habitation, a love filled success.
First Dance
"Ladies, gentlemen, gems of all sizes and types, pets, living gourds, resurrected beings...Onion." Lars waited for the bit of laughter among the guests to die down, before continuing.
"It's my great honor and privilege to present you, the first dance of Mr. and Mrs Maheswaran-Universe."
They assembled guest stood in anticipation as Steven Maheswaran-Universe, dressed in a slimming black tux, a white cotton button up, black silk bow tie, a pair of pink suede socks, and a pair black ribbon pumps; he led his beautiful wife to the center of the dance floor.
His wife…
Connie Maheswaran is now his wife.
Steven had to take a breath to keep from crying in joy again. He drunk in her visage filling his heart overflow with pride and love.
Her curves accentuating, flowing, salmon sweetheart gown with sheer off the shoulder sleeves, matching elbow length gloves. Pearl drop earrings, an eye catching snow lace choker, a pair of snow white closed toe leatherette boots with a star stitched on the side. Her beautiful black hair rested in her shoulders with a small flowing ponytail in the back held by a lilly hairband.
The way her black eyes shined like the night sky in the spotlight, as did her lighty glossed smile, it had his heart skip multiple beats.
She giggled as she slipped her arms around his shoulders. Sighing in content as his hands held her hips.
The two gazed at each other as the music began to play a gentle romantic, familiar, rhythm of a guitar; accompanied by a bass, keytar, and a slight drumming.
He looked on as his wife's eyes widened with recognition of the song. Maroon faced and heart thumping, she grinned lovingly before kissing him, tenderly pressing against her husband, Her left hand holding his cheek as she did. She could feel his surprise turn to reception as his eyes closed, returning the kiss with a bit of fever, making her gasp as he took her breath away.
They no longer heard their guest cheering, or swooning over them once they broke away. All they saw, all they acknowledged were each other and the slow rock ballad of the familiar tune.
"Can I have this dance, Mrs.Universe?" He whispered close to her ear, sending small shocks of electricity down her spine.
"This and every other one, Mr.Maheswaran." The dual smiles of love they shared glowed brightly as they slowly began to sway to the music in a soft waltz as Garnet's melodic voice sang.
I always feel tall
I always feel smart
Everytime that you are near.
Wherever you go
Whatever you start
You can be sure my feelings will be there
"You changed the lyrics." Connie whispered with a loving sigh.
"A bit." Her husband joked. "Wanted it to be a bit more joyful and understanding."
You shower me with love that's so kind and true
For that, I wish to share my life with you
"Oh Steven." She whispered as she snuggled closer.
Wherever we go
Whatever we do
I'd know what to do if it were us
No matter what we'd face
or what comes our way
We'd get by with flexibility, love, and trust
They turned gently and gracefully being led by the music. Steven kissed the crown of his wife, looking at her with pride in his slow misting eyes as the sound of Steven's heart in Connie's ear made her smile blissfully.
There's no one in this universe that makes me feel as strong as you
There's no one
I'd rather share my life with than you
As the instrumental break began, their movements were in rhythm with the music and in sync with each other as they glided along the dance floor. Each step they took, they did together as one, stopping in the center.
Steven gave her an impish smile before twirling Connie around a few times causing her to giggle.
Oh, I don't want to take you away
From all of the things you will do in your days
I want to be there and see you succeed in life
Bringing her back to his arms with her back lightly pressed against him, he held her hands in his, her arms slightly bent as she lightly swayed her hips upon him.
When the day seem to hard
And when life breaks our hearts
I'll stand with you as your best friend, your jambud
She nuzzled her cheek against his, the most love-filled smile on her face as she did.
He tenderly moved his hands along her arms to her shoulders and down to her waist, getting a hold of her sides.
We'll stand as husband and wife
"This is a dream come true."Steven smiled gently but his eyes glistened, before kissing her cheek and temple.
"Never felt such joy,
unconditional love
Until you stepped into my life
"I can't believe we're finally here, Steven." The way she said it made his heart-skip a beat. It was so gentle, so light, but filled with so much adoration.
Never thought our future
could be this bright
"I always knew we would though." He chuckled in her ear, moving along with her.
"Oh, really? You had no doubt it'd be me and you in the end."
You're my universe's shining light
He kissed his teasing wife's cheek "Not a one, why'd you think I had multiple 'Unfamiliar Familiar' theme weddings in my book?"
You're the reason I love me like I love you
You should know that
Connie couldn't help but snicker at her husband's silly and endearing smugness. Stroking his cheek with her right hand and laying her left upon his own.
I'll always
She felt a tear run down her left cheek,as she turned to face him, smiling adoringly. Cupping the cheeks of her most precious treasure, her equal, the compliment to her soul as he held her the same way wiping her left tear as she wiped his right.
Their foreheads met, gently pressing on each other. The rhythm of the song, gone. They didn't care enough to notice,their hearts beating and aching breaths was the only music they heard. They could had said a million things to convey their happiness, love, and appreciation for each other, for accepting each other and getting to this milestone but, Garnet's last melodic line was more than enough.
I'll always want to share this life with you.
The two wasted no time as they shared a tender kiss, filled with promise, passion, and protection. Of history, heart, and hope for their future. Of loyalty, lust and love.
Their guests watched as the two showed their affection, first in pure awe at the adoration they held for one another, before the awe intensified as the brilliance of the pink diamond enveloped the newlyweds in a dome of light, illuminating the night sky as it displayed their history for those in attendance.
From the dome, a giant rose colored silhouette of Steveonnie appeared, smiling down at the event, pride and endearment on their face before they burst like a firework showering the sky in stars of pink as the dome slowly broke apart and scattered like the silhouette, revealing the completely enraptured newlyweds. They giggled like excited little children as Steven bridal carried Connie, stepping and spinning in a circle; only for the to fused to Stevonnie via kiss, who wore Steven's tux jacket over Connie's dress, hugging and dancing with themselves before returning to the newlyweds a minute later, and so forth, never missing step.
No one tried to stop their celebratory cycle of instinctive fusing and defusing and why would they? It was their first dance as husband and wife after all, and it was pure beauty.