This is an older!Steven x Peridot smutty story. If older!Steven x Peridot smutty stories are not your thing, I suggest you turn back now, because I will not be all that happy if every single comment I get is a complaint that it's an older!Steven x Peridot smutty story. You have been warned.

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SLEEPOVERS

If there was one downside to making peace with Homeworld and curing all of the corrupted gems, it was that none of the other inhabitants of Little Homeworld understood the appeal of a good night's sleep, Peridot reflected. To them, the only difference between day and night was that at night, they had to take extra care not to step on the Heaven and Earth gems.

Which meant that right now, none of them were making any effort to keep the noise down, and Peridot found herself thinking almost longingly of the old barn. Living there with nobody but Lapis for company had been lonely and stressful, but at least it had been quiet. Here was constant noise. And while it was true that she didn't actually need to sleep, she'd found she enjoyed the experience and had been looking forward to spending a few hours of downtime just wildly hallucinating while her body recharged. But every time she started to drift off, the sound of other gems shouting orders at each other woke her straight back up again.

What she needed was just to get out of Little Homeworld for a few hours of peace and privacy. Some place like-

The answer came to her at once. Steven and the Crystal Gems were visiting Spinel and the Diamonds on Homeworld right at that moment and weren't expected back for days. The beach house was far enough away from both Beach City and Homeworld that the only sound would be the call of seagulls and the sound of waves crashing on the sand, and none of the gems here, except for maybe Lapis, quite had the nerve to approach it when it was unoccupied.

And! As it was unoccupied, she wouldn't even have to sleep in the bath! She could sleep-

She sat bolt upright and immediately fell out of her hammock. Undaunted, she scrambled to her feet and was out of the door, heading straight for the nearest warp pad before the rational part of her brain had a chance to point out all the ways this was deeply inappropriate. Probably because it was still half asleep.

Moments later, she arrived in the empty beach house. For several seconds, she simply stood still, eyes closed, a small smile on her face as she let the silence wash over her.

Peace at last.

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze fell upon the staircase. She looked along it until she reached the room at the top. And the bed. Steven's bed.

Was it a gross violation of his privacy to sleep in his bed without his permission or knowledge? Absolutely. Truce or no truce, the Diamonds would shatter her on the spot if they found out, assuming Pearl and Garnet didn't get there first.

Was she going to do it anyway? Hell yes, and she planned to enjoy every single moment of it. Perhaps she'd even wear one of his t-shirts. Maybe she'd only wear one of his t-shirts!

And so she marched up the stairs, phased out of her clothes, took one of his t-shirts from the dresser and put it on. Then she got under the bed covers and closed her eyes. The bedding still smelled faintly of him and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was there and holding her in his arms. She gave one of her breasts a gentle squeeze while her other hand stroked the skin on her thighs... and then paused. Now that really would be going too far.

But still, there was nothing wrong with a little light fantasizing to fall asleep to. So long as she kept her hands to herself. Or rather, didn't.

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"I can't believe you got everything fixed up so quickly!" Amethyst enthused as they made their way back to the Galaxy Warp that would take them back to Earth. "I mean, OK, yeah, it's you, but still!"

Steven grinned bashfully and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, gotta admit, I wasn't expecting them to agree so quickly, I really though we were gonna have to try and grow a whole garden on Homeworld before they let us try fixing up some of the planets they hadn't quite finished destroying."

"It helps when you phrase it like that and hold them accountable," Garnet pointed out.

"Well, I'm not sorry to be heading home so early," Pearl said firmly.

"Aww." Steven gave her a friendly nudge. "You miss Earth too, huh?"

Pearl blushed and looked away. "No, it's just I remembered I'd left a carton of milk in the fridge and I'd like to get back before it turns into a carton of cheese."

"Ooh, my favorite!" Amethyst sped up and hopped up onto the warp pad and bounced impatiently from foot to foot. "Come on, let's go!"

They laughed and stepped up onto the warp pad after her and a short time later, they materialized in the middle of the Galaxy Warp on Earth, which lay silently in the ocean under an inky black sky.

"Oh, I didn't realize it was so late." Steven pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked it. For a few seconds, it showed an error message as it had done during their entire time on Homeworld, before it reconnected with the Earth network and told him it was 2am and way past his bedtime. "Oops. Early." He sighed. He'd tried keeping to a regular sleep schedule on Homeworld, but it really was difficult when there was no night and nobody else needed to sleep. "I'd better go to bed when we get back, or I'm gonna get all space-jet-lagged again."

Garnet nodded and stepped onto the next warp pad. "You get some rest and we'll discuss our next steps in the morning. Later in the morning," she amended with a smile. She activated the warp and moments later, they stepped back into the house. "Goodnight Steven."

"Sleep well," Pearl added and gave him a motherly kiss on the forehead.

Amethyst ruffled his hair on the way to the fridge. "Don't let the bedbugs bite," she said cheerfully, and then tried to ruffle his hair again on her way back to the temple door, but he dodged her hands with a laugh. Then he smiled and waved to them as they all stepped through the door and into their respective rooms.

And then he relaxed and looked fondly up at his own room. One of the other downsides of sleeping on Homeworld was that he knew the Pebbles were always watching him. He'd told them dozens of times that they were free to do as they liked now, but apparently what they liked was hiding and waiting for him to slip up and say he wanted something, which would then mysteriously appear. It was starting to make him wonder if the clouds in the room in the temple weren't maybe hiding something-

He shook that disturbing thought away and started climbing the stairs to his room. That sort of thinking could wait until he was back on Homeworld, a world with no night, in a room that was too bright, being watched by unseen eyes. Here, he was all alone and only mildly sleepy, and so he planned to treat himself by indulging in one of his favorite explicit fantasies before he went to sleep. No generic porno people would be fucking in his head tonight. Oh no, tonight he was going to have plot! He was going to have details! He was going to have long, drawn-out foreplay! He was going to have the multi-million dollar, 3D hi-def blockbuster version of Naughty Schoolgirl Peridot playing on Channel Steven tonight!

With that happy thought now in mind, he quickly stripped down to his underpants, slid under the covers and closed his eyes.

Immediately, his brain began setting the scene. He stood at the front of a generic anime classroom where twenty or so gems were sitting quietly. A bell rang and they all began chattering as they gathered together their belongings.

"Class dismissed," he said, raising his voice to be heard over the noise. "Don't forget to read chapters three through six. Peridot, please remain behind."

The class vanished. He paused and rewound the scenario back through his head and made them all walk past him and out of the door, just to make things feel more realistic. Then as the last student left and the door closed behind them, Peridot stepped forward. "You wanted to see me, sir?" she asked innocently.

"Yes." He paused for a moment and looked up and down her body. Smart, black, buckle-up shoes. White, knee-high socks. A slightly too short pleated skirt (red? Tartan? Navy? Did it matter? She wouldn't be wearing it for long). A white, neatly tucked-in, short-sleeved blouse. A tie (plain? Striped? Yes, red and black stripes). And then he looked at her cute face, with its pointy noise and pouty lips and wide, green eyes behind -not a visor. Large, round spectacles – all framed in thick, blonde hair in its signature, triangular style.

Satisfied that his fantasy Peridot was looking her adorable best, he picked up a stack of papers and tapped them. "I wanted to talk to you about your pop quiz-"

Rewind. Raise the stakes.

"Biology exam. You were asked to describe how humans reproduce." He raised her eyes and looked sternly at her.

"Yes?"

"You have written..." He paused for emphasis and looked down at the paper. It was blank. He blinked and fuzzy squiggles reluctantly wiggled onto the page. "'When humans wish to create a new human, a female human-"

Too much word repetition. Rewind. "A female plants a seed in her garden. The male waters it. And then in nine months, a stork brings a baby and leaves it underneath the fully grown cabbage."

Peridot nodded, her eyes still wide and innocent behind her glasses. "Is there a problem with spelling, sir?"

"The problem is, somehow you've managed to combine at least three different playground stories into one piece of fiction," he said in faux-exasperation. "I'm going to have to fail you on this quiz, you know, right?"

"Oh sir, please don't fail me!" Her eyes widened and her lower lip trembled. "I need to keep my grades up to stay in-"

Sporting class? He'd seen enough teen movies to know you needed to keep your grades up to stay on sports teams, but Peridot wasn't exactly the sporty type and his brain wouldn't allow him to pretend otherwise. Band? Perhaps. He didn't know if grades mattered for that, but he could make that work."

"I need to keep my grades up or I'll be kicked out of the band!" she implored. "Please, isn't there anything I can do? Could you give me tuition after class?"

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Extra tuition? Perhaps that's not such a bad idea. Clearly you need a refresher on how human reproduction works."

Now a small smile was twitching at the corners of her mouth. "I'd like that, sir," she purred, taking a few steps closer to him. "Shall we begin now?"

"I suppose I could spare the time," he agreed, closing the gap between them-

Pause. Rewind. Lock the door, pull the blinds. Then he walked towards her, and when he was close enough, he reached out, gently grasped her tie and pulled her towards him. "But first," he murmured, his fingers working at the knot, "I'm going to have to punish you."

"Sir?" She took a step back, but before she could move any further, he pulled the tie free, spun her around and deftly tied her hands behind her back. "Sir!"

"You can't keep deliberately flunking your test papers like this, Peridot," he said sternly, marching her towards his desk. "Sooner or later, the other students are going to wonder how you're keeping your grades up." He sat down on the chair behind the desk (did it have arms? No arms. Wheels? No, his brain would betray him and make it roll, just to annoy him) and pulled her over his lap.

"But sir, it's not deliberate!" she protested, putting up a token struggle but making no real attempt to break free. "I just-"

"And now I have to punish you for lying as well," he said, pulling her (plaid? Grey? Black?) skirt up to expose her white, cotton panties (no need to question that clothing choice). He gazed thoughtfully at her butt for several seconds and then slowly tugged the flimsy garment down. "And I know you're lying," he whispered, leaning forward so that his lips brushed her earlobe, making her shiver. "Because I gave you extra tuition in this subject earlier this week, didn't I?"

Before she could reply, he raised his hand and brought it down upon her ass with a loud smack. She yelped and rocked her hips against him, and his cock twitched in response. "Sir, please!" she gasped. "I must have misunderstood the material!"

"Misunderstood?" He stroked the soft skin where he'd struck her and then raised his hand again. "Was there something wrong with my teaching methods?"

"No- eep!" She yelped again as his hand came down upon her again. "No sir! Your method was impeccable!"

"I'm glad to hear it." He stroked the peachy cheeks again, then allowed his hand to drift lower, between her legs, where he gently traced his fingers along the outline of her pussy. "So what exactly was it you misunderstood?"

"Uh..." She hesitated, and he smacked her again, smiling when she wriggled against him. "Ah! I uh, suppose..."

She trailed off with a small gasp, probably because he'd cupped her pussy again, pressing his fingertips against the entrance. "You suppose?" he prompted.

"Hnn..." She tried to push back against him, but he withdrew his hand at once and spanked her one more time. "Ah! I-I suppose I must have misunderstood the uh... the bit where I wasn't supposed to fail on purpose," she admitted.

"That's better," he said soothingly, and rewarded her by slowly sliding two fingers into her. "Good girl. I think you've been punished enough, don't you?"

"Ahhh... yes, sir," she groaned, opening her legs a little wider for him as he continued to pump his fingers into her.

"But now you're here, I think perhaps we'd better go over the material one more time, just to make sure you really understand," he said, and withdrew his fingers.

Then he paused the scenario and considered his options. Blow-job scene, or straight onto the main act? His brain immediately threw up a mental image of Peridot splayed out on his desk, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, mouth half open as he fucked her, but he fought it back down. Not yet. No skipping ahead. There was no real rush, after all. And so he concentrated back on the scene where she laid was across his lap with her skirt pushed up around her waist and her naked ass on display. Where had her panties gone, his brain maddeningly whispered. It was a question that refused to go away, so he quickly rewound to the bit where he'd started pulling them down and tore them off instead before tucking them into his pocket.

Satisfied with that solution, he skipped back to the present, where he pulled Peridot upright, untied her hands and had her straddle him while they made out. He tugged the blouse out of her waistband and slid his hands beneath the thin material until he reached her breasts (no bra. Unnecessary), shamelessly fondling them until her nipples formed stiff, little peaks beneath his fingertips. He opened his mouth and let her tongue slide past his own and heard her moan with desire-

He paused. Was it his imagination or was his imagination going all out tonight? He could almost feel her body pressed up against him, the breast he was holding, the lips against his own...

With extreme reluctance, he banished his fantasy classroom and fantasy Peridot and forced his eyes open. Only to find himself still face-to-face and lip-to-lip with-

"Peridot?"

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Peridot, meanwhile, had been obliviously enjoying her own happy horny dreams, specifically the one where the Diamonds decided that actually, they weren't willing to give up being supreme rulers of a galactic empire after all and launched an attack on Earth, only to be defeated by a puny Peridot... with a giant freakin' death ray.

"Oh Peridot!" Steven pulled her close and gazed deeply into her eyes. "How could I have been so naive!? You've saved us all! You're so smart and amazing and cute and- and I love you!"

Peridot smiled and snuggled against his chest. "I couldn't let them hurt you, Steven," she declared dramatically. "Because... I love you too."

She leaned up and kissed him hard and he responded with equal fervor for several seconds before pulling back and sweeping her into his arms. "You deserve a reward for being so wonderful," he said, carrying her up the stairs to the beach house.

"Oooheehee!" She wriggled with anticipation as he kicked the door open and stepped inside. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well..." He carefully lowered her onto the bed and leaned over her. "I was thinking I'd start with kisses." And he kissed her until her lips and loins tingled. "And then," he murmured, stroking her face, "perhaps... more."

His other hand slid up her torso and cupped her breast, giving it a light squeeze and his lips met hers again. "Steven..." she moaned.

"Peridot?"

She smiled sleepily at him and leaned forward for another kiss... and then paused, confused. When had it gotten so dark? And why did Steven look different? And what had happened to her clothes-

Her eyes snapped open in horror and she scrambled backwards as fast as she could, which admittedly wasn't as fast as she'd like, because his hand was caught in her shirt. "S-Steven!" she stammered, pulling free and immediately falling backwards off the end of the bed. "I thought- th-there was a lot of noise and-and you're supposed to be on Homeworld!" she blustered, yanking the hem of the t-shirt back down and silently praying it was too dark for him to have spotted that she was naked underneath it. "I-I apologize profusely for the intrusion, it'll never happen again, I assure you!" she said vehemently, and inched towards the stairs. If she could just get out of there fast enough and then hide out in Little Homeworld for the next few months or decades to prevent triggering his memory, he might fall asleep and think this was all a strange dream.

Except it was now dawning upon Steven that this was not a strange dream, nor was it some sort of wish-fulfillment from the Pebbles or his mother's room; this was really real... and if he didn't do something to calm Peridot down, she was going to run out of here and never come back. And if she did that, he'd- well nothing too extreme, hopefully, but he'd definitely jack off and cry about it, and that was not how he'd planned this night to go. "Peridot, wait, it's OK!"

Peridot hesitated. Steven decided to take it as a good sign. "Look, um-" he began, trying to work out where to start. It was rather difficult to concentrate when she was standing there in nothing but his t-shirt. His boner throbbed in approval and he quickly pulled the rumpled blankets up to cover himself. What was it she'd said? "You uh, you said there was a lot of noise?"

"Um." Peridot hadn't missed his movements. She was going to have to make a few adjustments to her fantasies. Assuming she ever dared indulge in such things again after this humiliation, she thought gloomily. Unfortunately, it wasn't making her any less turned on. She pressed her thighs together and took a deep breath to compose herself. "Y-yes. The other gems, they don't sleep, so I thought... the house was empty and- and I presumed this trip to Homeworld would take several more days at least." She blushed and turned away miserably. "I know I shouldn't have come here, but- I just wanted some peace and quiet!"

"Hey, it's fine, I get it," he said soothingly. "Y'know, one of the reasons I was so happy to be back early is because it's horrible trying to sleep on Homeworld." He gestured towards the darkened sky outside the window. "There's no night, and nobody else sleeps, and I can't, um, relax there because I know they're watching me!"

"I... see." Peridot glanced over towards the stairs. Somehow, she was going to have to get down them without turning around, the t-shirt was far too short for her to cover the front and the back and she really didn't want to moon him. "Well," she said brightly, shuffling a few steps backwards. "In that case, I shall leave you-"

"Or you could stay!" he blurted out, and then blushed furiously. "I-I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to! But- but if you wanted to, that's fine too! 'Cause they're still gonna be making a ton of noise, right? And- and it's nice and quiet here, right? That's why you came here in the first place! And..." His blush deepened. "And um, I kinda liked it. You, I mean. Being in my bed."

"Um..." Peridot's eyes flickered towards his lap, where the blankets didn't quite manage to hide his obvious arousal, and considered her options. She could still run away. She knew Steven well enough to know he wouldn't follow after her, even if he hadn't been hindered by the impressive campsite in his underpants. But then what?

Sapphire herself would've been impressed by the accuracy of the vision of the future that flashed through her mind. Steven would beat himself up for risking their friendship by making a move on her and never take any chances again. He would stick to the path of least resistance, propose to Connie, and father two children who looked exactly like their parents, buy a house in suburbia, get a job in an office and die of boredom. As for her, she would return to Little Homeworld full of regrets, finish her work there and transfer to another colony where nobody knew her, and there she would live, alone, until she was finally shattered in a freak knitting accident.

But if she stayed... if she got back into that bed with him and fucked him, it didn't really matter what happened afterwards. Even if he did decide afterwards that he was going to pursue a life of banal human normality and she moved to another planet and took up knitting, she could at least die happy knowing she'd had tonight.

Or maybe they'd just go to sleep! That would be fine too! Certainly far less awkward than trying to get away with her ass hanging out-

"Peridot?" Steven carefully prompted after several seconds of silence.

"Ah!" She snapped to attention and stood up a little straighter. "Yes! Very well, you have made a convincing argument, I shall stay here tonight!"

"Great!" He grinned and held the edge of the blanket up for her. She shuffled forward and quickly slid into the bed next to him, then rolled over to face him.

Now what, Steven wondered. Should he make the first move? All the teen shows he'd watched had the guy move first, but then, those guys weren't the offspring/reincarnation/disguise/?/whatever of one of the most powerful beings in the known universe and he didn't want to abuse that power. Maybe he should let her decide how things went. But then, he remembered, she'd been watching all those shows with him. What if she was waiting for him to make the first move?

He compromised by leaning forward just a little. And to his delight, she closed the distance between them and pressed her lips against his. Then the kiss deepened. Her lips parted, allowing him to slide his tongue past her own, and her arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer and making him moan helplessly. His hands began to wander, stroking the soft skin on her legs (his imagination had been letting him down, he dimly noted) until he reached the hem of her t-shirt. He hesitated for a moment, and then slipped his hand underneath the fabric, smiling to himself when he confirmed his suspicions about her state of undress. "Are you sure you were only planning to sleep in my bed?" he murmured, squeezing the butt he'd been fantasizing about only a few minutes earlier.

"Ah!- I wouldn't dream of doing anything inappropriate in your bed!" Peridot lied, because of course, dreaming of doing something inappropriate in his bed was exactly what she'd been doing before she woke up, and if she were entirely honest with herself, if she'd been alone in this state when that had happened, well, she couldn't be sure she would've been able to resist the urge to finish herself off.

Steven grinned and kissed her again. "Are you sure?" he asked, sliding his hand a little higher.

"Hnn..." She rocked her hips against him, making his movements falter. "I suppose... I could be persuaded otherwise."

He'd had a witty retort lined up, but he couldn't remember what it was and there was no rewind on reality (at least, not that he was aware of). Instead, he tugged gently at the bottom of the t-shirt. "C-can I...?"

"Of course," she replied at once, and sat up so that he could pull it up and over her head, where it was then unceremoniously dropped on the floor.

At once, his hands went straight to her naked breasts. "Stars, you're so cute," he groaned, rolling one of her nipples between his fingers.

For a brief moment, she almost objected, then his lips closed around her other nipple and she decided he could call her whatever he liked, so long as he didn't stop. "Steven..." she moaned. "Please..."

One of his hands moved back down to her hip and then gently, almost cautiously, skimmed across her upper thigh and then lightly cupped her aching pussy. His fingertips brushed against her and stars flashed across her eyes. Her hands flew to the waistband of his shorts and pulled impatiently. She wanted him, needed him now.

"W-wait, let me help," Steven panted, pulling back slightly as the material got uncomfortably snagged on his erection. It took a few, awkward seconds for him to get free, but as soon as he was, her hands were upon him, guiding him into her and oh! His imagination really had been letting him down! Although it had given him a good head start, and as her hips rose to meet him, pulling him deeper into her tight, wet warmth, the part of his brain that was still capable of coherent thought started to worry that he wasn't going to last long enough to get her off.

Happily, Peridot's own imagination – not to mention his own touches and kisses – had already got her pretty damn close and it wasn't long before she felt her pleasure building up within her. "A-ah, Steven..." she gasped, tightening her hold on him. "Don't stop..."

He happily obliged, thrusting into her in a quick, steady rhythm, and she was helpless to hold back her orgasm any longer. Her mouth fell open, letting out breathy little mewls and whimpers and all she could do was cling to him. And as he felt her pussy clench down around his cock, he couldn't hold back his own release any longer. He made a few more wild, convulsive thrusts and then collapsed against her, panting heavily.

"W-wow," he finally managed to say, and rolled over onto his back. Then he peeped at her and smiled. "Thanks."

Peridot laughed and snuggled up closer to him. "I was just thinking the same thing," she teased. "I'm very glad I decided to stay after all."

"So am I." He yawned widely and hugged her close. "If you have any problems getting to sleep in Little Homeworld in the future, you are more than welcome to come here again."

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This was supposed to be a one-shot. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A ONE-SHOT! Then a small plot popped into my head and how could I say no? Full disclosure though, I've not actually watched any of SU Future yet, so everything I write about Little Homeworld is probably gonna be wildly inaccurate. Happily there isn't much of it. :D