HEY GUYS. GUESS WHAT. I finally finished that smut fic that I was planning on finishing. This is by no means the end of the entire fic, but it does mark the end of this particular story! I'll be doing more later and might take ideas from preferences, though I admit my usual ideas are a tad obscure. Either way, thank you all for baring with me and reading up to this point! I hope you enjoy it! I worked pretty hard on putting it together. I also could not have made this one without the help from my friends! They inspired me, helped me piece together key pieces of the story, and grammar/spell checked. Granted there's still work to be done on it, I just didn't wanna wait any longer.
Pearl stood solemnly over the kitchen counter. She'd been wiping it down absentmindedly for much of the day. The surface gleamed impossibly bright in the afternoon sun. Steven had been keeping an attentive eye on her as he went about his daily routine.
By 1:30, however, he had decided he'd had enough. "Pearl? Are you alri- Waugh!" As Steven stepped forward to question Pearl, the light glinted off of the table and blinded him. Pearl snapped to attention, but only vaguely looked down at Steven. "Ah… Steven. Do you need something?"
He rubbed his eyes and repositioned himself awkwardly. "Pearl, you've been washing the counter all day since last night!" He paused. "...Do YOU need something?" Pearl's eyes shrank and she looked down at the counter.
She saw her reflection in the shining granite table top. In her eyes she saw the events of the previous day that so haunted her. She flushed as a dangerous cocktail of emotions flooded her mind once again.
"PEARL!" Pearl jumped and looked up, sweat beading down her brow. She was unaware that her breathing was hitching "You were staring at the counter! What's wrong!?" Steven looked increasingly worried the longer she took to answer. What could she answer? Was there any way she could explain herself or her actions?
Steven shook his head. "I don't know what to do without Garnet and Amethyst, and Garnet Isn't here, so I'm gonna get Amethyst."
Pearl wanted to say "NO," but her voice caught in her throat and was replaced by a weak croaking sound as Steven ran off to find Amethyst. She wanted desperately for anything else to happen, but something prevented her from stopping him. She placed her hands on either side of the counter and stared into her reflection's eyes. "This… this can't continue." She muttered to herself.
Steven ran to the temple door and paused. "I… don't know how to open it to go to her room…" Pearl felt a weight lift from her chest. She cleared her throat and spoke up, "A-aha! I guess we don't need to get Amethyst the-"
Before she could finish her thought the temple door split open and Amethyst stepped out, yawning, causing the weight to immediately replace itself. Upon spotting Steven she smiled and ruffled his hair. "Hey Steve-o! How's it goin!?" Steven looked disgruntled and he pointed over to Pearl. She looked utterly enfeebled. Amethyst frowned behind Steven and Pearl felt her head spin and her chest tighten.
"Oh," Amethyst sighed. "She still at it? Eh, she'll find some way to get over it. Has before. Just leave her be, Steven. She's probably got all kindsa pent up wackyness with the whole Peridot thing goin on." Steven looked over his shoulder at Amethyst, who turned just in time to hide her frown. She made to walk out the front door, "Hey, Steven! Wanna go to the Big Donut with me?"
Steven glanced between the two. Between Pearl's wide eyed gaze and Amethyst's perfectly calm one he had guessed that something was wrong but figured it wasn't a huge problem at the moment. Besides, Doughnuts always helped him think better.
Instead of pressing the matter further he nodded and followed Amethyst out. Pearl put her head against the counter as soon as the door closed. Her breathing staggered itself and her chest was tight. Suddenly she heard Amethyst from outside, "Hey, I'll meet ya over there, Steven! I gotta get something!" The door closed and her breath hitched. She practically felt each slow, agonizing footstep as Amethyst stepped over to her.
Amethyst scooted out a chair and sat in front of Pearl for what seemed like an eternity to Her. She knew she was staring down at her. She must have enjoyed the torturous silence. Pearl tensed up as Amethyst leaned down next to her ear and whispered, "I'm sorry."
She didn't move. Amethyst hopped off of the chair, "Look, P, we all know about your feelings for Rose. We all loved her, but no one did like you. I shouldn't have taken advantage of that. I crossed a line. I can admit that; I have to admit that, and I wanted to apologize."
Pearl raised her head and saw Amethyst halfway out the door. Her face was obscured by her hair at that angle so she couldn't get a good read on her. "But I was serious. About doing it again, if you're ever feeling like that. I've been holding it in for a long time, too, y'know. My feelings."
She closed the door, leaving Pearl to her devices. Pearl sat in sheer silence as hours passed. After around 3 hours of mulling over Amethyst's words, she'd decided to retreat to her own room.
Amethyst stumbled through the door, buckling to the ground and clutching her sides as she roared with laughter. Steven followed her through, laughing as well, and barely able to finish his sentence. "S-so- so, we jump th-through the waterfall! Thinking there was- was gonna be a cave behind it!"
Steven stopped again as he erupted into another fit of laughter and fell on top of Amethyst who was now sprawled out on the floor. "St-steven! Steven, don't- I can't-" Amethyst sputtered. Steven tried to start finish his joke three more times before bursting into incomprehensible blubbering.
As their fits died down, Steven's stomach began to growl. Amethyst pushed herself up, rolling Steven off of her back. He giggled as he flopped to the floor. "Hey, whatya say to a snack, lil' guy?" Steven smiled and nodded quickly. As Amethyst moved to the kitchen she couldn't help but notice that Pearl was no longer present. "I guess that figures. We've been gone for a decent amount of time. Wonder where she ran off to, though. Hope she's alright." In her musings, she'd automatically made a sandwich to her own liking rather than to Steven's. Steven looked at the mess between two pieces of bread that she'd made with thinly veiled disgust.
"Uh… Amethyst?" He said. She broke from her reverie and looked down at her concoction. "Oh, sorry Steven. I just… got distracted, I guess." Steven scrunched up his face. "Is this about Pearl?" Amethyst scratched the back of her head and chuckled. "Nothin gets past you, Steven. I think we'd best just leave her be, for now. Sorry about the sandwich."
Steven laughed. "It's alright! I can make my own. Besides, it's nearly time for bed anyway." Steven picked himself up from off of the floor and meandered over to the kitchen. Amethyst feigned a yawn. "I think I'm gonna go to my room for a while. You can handle yourself alone, yeah?" Steven nodded as he tried desperately to reach a bag of chips from the top shelf of a cabinet.
Amethyst stepped through the temple door to her room and dropped the plate of garbage onto the ground. She moved distractedly through her room, weaving around piles of collected detritus. She yawned and flopped onto a mound of mattresses, cuddling up with a partially torn teddy bear and a skeleton.
Suddenly a metallic clatter shocked her awake. She wasn't sure of how long she'd been laying there, but she knew it wasn't long. Amethyst jumped to her feet and looked around, trying to pinpoint any noises. "I thought we got rid of that Slinker!"
A racket of metal and a faint curse from around the corner alerted Amethyst to her intruder. The voice was female, but otherwise illegible. Amethyst squinted her eyes and edged around the mound of debris. When she rounded the corner she saw Pearl struggling with a large metal spring that held her foot like a vice.
"Pearl?" Pearl twitched and turned her head. "Ah! Am-amethyst! I- uh…" Amethyst pulled the coiled piece of steel off of her leg with the relative ease that came only from experience. She gave the thin gem, who now sat with her face buried in her knees and staring off to the side, a dubious look.
"Pearl, what are you doing in my room?" She didn't respond. Amethyst scrunched up her face. "Isss there anything you want to talk about?" Again, there was no response. Amethyst's eyes face lowered. "Okay. Alright. That's fine. I guess I should have expected that from you."
Amethyst slowly began to raise her voice. She turned sharply and threw her hands up in the air. "I knew I was right not to say anything earlier! I messed up, sure, I do that a lot, but you're not perfect either Pearl! You do what you want because you think you can outsmart everyone, or you don't think about how you affect others, or... whatever! It's aggravating to have to tiptoe around you now that Rose is gone! It's like you don't pay any attention anymore!"
Pearl shut her eyes tightly and clutched her knees. She'd only had a few hours to think on Amethyst's words from earlier, but the pain that they left in her chest felt like it had been there for centuries. Pearl sucked in a fragile breath. "No, Amethyst. You're wrong."
Amethyst laughed sarcastically and snapped back to facing Pearl. "OH! That's right! I forgot! Amethyst is always wr-"
She was silenced as Pearl stood, suddenly pressing her lips desperately against her own. Amethyst's eyes went wide from the shock of the action. She looked over each feature of her face that she could see, from her flushed cheeks and her sharp nose to her lidded eyes. There was a passion in the kiss that Amethyst hadn't expected; a passion that passed through her lips and warmed her entire body down to her core.
Pearl grabbed Amethyst's shoulders and pulled back, slowly, looking into her eyes. "You're right. Ab-about me, I mean. I'm obnoxious, overbearing, overly dependent, compulsive, and I don't consider the consequences of my own actions, but you've never had to tiptoe around me. You can always talk to me about anything, Amethyst. I've always been there for you, even though I've been… distancing myself since-" Her voice caught and her face dropped.
Amethyst tugged her arms out of Pearl's grip and pulled her into a hug. "I just wanted to be something more to you, but you always had Rose so I took what I could get from a distance. I guess it made me act worse than I'd meant to." Pearl sniffled, but forced a rueful laugh. "Oh, Rose and I were never going to be anything. I was only lying to myself and trying to avoid the inevitable. Even before Greg, I was still merely her best friend. If anything, it was that feeling of denial that pushed me further away from you. All of you. Even Steven."
She sighed and pressed her hands together. "I can't immediately make up for everything that I've done wrong, Amethyst, but that doesn't mean I don't want to try. I do want to try to be a better person, Amethyst. I want to for you. I don't want you to hate me because of how I've been treating you." Amethyst pulled Pearl down into another kiss, placing her hands over Pearl's. Pearl let slip a single, quiet moan, causing her blush to grow more radiant on her face. Amethyst broke the connection, but held her body close. "I don't hate you, Pearl. I just wish you'd… try to notice a little more than what you want to. I hate having to work so hard just to be seen by you."
Amethyst perked up, suddenly, and backed up. She seemed almost giddy. "I- wait, I've got something to show you, actually! C-come with me!" Amethyst grabbed Pearl's hand gently in hers, but moved briskly and with purpose through piles of trash. There was no possibility for Pearl to read Amethyst's face or guess her intentions, but she definitely had an idea of what to expect. Amethyst lead her along for a short period that raised tension in the both of them, until they were in front of an uncharacteristically clean area of Amethyst's room.
In the center of it laid a surprisingly well kept mattress on an oaken bed frame adorned with a floral sheet and a purple blanket. There was an assortment of scented candles lit around the area, filling the space with the pleasant yet subtle smell of cherry blossoms. Amethyst rubbed her arm as she watched Pearl step towards the bed, inspecting it and tracing her fingertips over the bed cover. She watched nervously as Pearl inspected the bed, not knowing what to say.
Amethyst opened her mouth and said the first words that presented themselves from the swarm of thoughts in her mind."I-i worked on making this spot for us ever since… well… I just thought that, ma-maybe you'd really appreciate how much work I put into putting it all together and- and keeping it orderly and I just wanted to impress you with how it all came together and maybe we could-" Pearl sat down on the bed and looked up to Amethyst with a calm smile. Her voice caught in the back of her throat.
"How long were you working at this?" Amethyst looked away, trying desperately to hide her blush behind her bangs. "A couple months, now. I saw you on the couch once and got the idea, but I never thought I would ever get the chance to bring you here, let alone show you." Pearl brought a hand to her mouth and looked aside for a moment. "So you've know that long… Well, I wish you'd have approached me in a more suitable manner." Amethyst laughed awkwardly. "Y-yeah, in hindsight, the whole, "turning into Rose" thing wasn't nearly my best idea…"
There was a moment of silence where neither really knew what to say to the other. Amethyst couldn't bring herself to look at Pearl, all while Pearl herself waited patiently for Amethyst to build up the courage that she flaunted the other day. However, no matter how long she waited, Amethyst could not break her insecurity. Pearl decided to take matters into her own hands for the time being, taking a page out of Amethyst's own book.
She gently stood back up and began her approach. Amethyst heard, practically felt, each soft footstep as they she came closer. While her breathing hitched and her chest tightened, her heart finally started to slow down. Her breathing remained shaky until she felt Pearl place a tender hand on her shoulder. Suddenly her breath stopped altogether. "Would you sit with me, Amethyst?"
Without another word, Pearl led Amethyst over to the bed, sitting back down. With a steady hand, she aimed Amethyst's face towards hers and looked into her eyes. Pearl's smile was all the reassurance that Amethyst needed to know that she was in love. "Amethyst, are you ready?" She nodded her approval, wordlessly resigning control over to the taller gem. Pearl slid back onto the bed, leading Amethyst with her by the chin.
Amethyst held herself over Pearl's form on the bed, looking over her body as Pearl gazed up. Pearl giggled at Amethyst's newfound modesty. The purple gem blushed, realizing that she had let herself get caught up in her amorous staring. "I guess I'll take the lead for now." Pearl leaned up, cradling Amethyst's face as she kissed her once more.
Her closed eyes abruptly opened as she felt something nudge her inner thigh. Taking a wild guess as to what it was, Amethyst pulled away from Pearl, smiled, and pushed her against the bed. Pearl grinned up at Amethyst who finally found her resolve. She looked between her legs and bit her lip as she spotted the cock that rested patiently underneath her.
Her breathing became ragged and her face flushed. The jungle of hair on her head fell down in lavender rivers over her head as she leaned over Pearl once more. With a hand on either side of her lover and her eyes never leaving the gorgeous cock that throbbed, waiting patiently, beneath her. A haggard, "Ready?" was the only warning that Amethyst gave before she lowered herself down onto Pearl's spear.
The sensations were nothing like they were the day before. In fact they were infinitely better than either party could have ever imagined. Amethyst's tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth as she let out a husky groan. Pearl, on the other hand, cried out as a surge of electrifying bliss shot through her body.
Amethyst hilted herself on Pearl's cock, letting it sit inside of her for a moment, and basking in the fullness of her stomach. With a weak breath, she slid up the length, enjoying the slick sound that filled the air as she moved, but that didn't last. Pearl, out of patience to wait, grabbed her hips forcefully and rammed her cock ball deep once more.
The force knocked the breath out of Amethyst and she nearly lost her balance and strength. She had no time to appreciate the current wave of pleasure before another, more powerful one shook her body. Once more, Pearl thrust deep into Amethyst's welcoming depths.
Wet sounds and creaks from the bed mixed with their moans to creature a perfect symphony of love. Despite how much she tried to fight it, Amethyst's arms were giving way to the buzz that shook her frame. Pearl saw her tremble and sat herself up. She gripped Amethyst's hips, grinding mercilessly into her purple lover's hips, who, in turn, wrapped her arms around Pearl's back.
Letting her head fall back on her shoulder, Amethyst fully relinquished control over to Pearl. She was already prepared to give herself up to Pearl in every way that she possibly could and Pearl was happy to take and give back whatever she could.
Just as Pearl started to reach her limit, Amethyst found her strength once more. With one swift push, she knocked herself loose of Pearl's grip and freed herself from her lap. In her confusion Pearl watch as Amethyst crawled over her towards the center of the bed. From Pearl's new vantage point she had a full view of Amethyst's ass and slit.
Completely bereft of words, Pearl could only watch as Amethyst seductively shook her ass back and forth. "You gonna finish what you started, P?" Pearl rose from the bed and turn to face Amethyst, who's back was turned. She smiled and began to taunt her thin lover. "What, do I have to turn back into Ro-WOAAH!" Amethyst cried out as Pearl grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. "P-pearl! I was just joking! Take it eas-SSSEEEEAAAHHH!"
Pearl slammed into Amethyst just as she had the day before, but this time seemed more aggressive somehow. Amethyst's moans turned into ear-splitting wails that broke off into gasps and grunts every now and then. Pearl drove her rod into Amethyst over and over again with hungry fervor until her prey was nothing more than a blubbering mess of grunts and cries as she lay flat without the strength to lift herself back up.
Her tongue hung out of her mouth on the bed, forming a small pool of saliva and sweat and her eyes followed suit, rolling up into the back of her head. Pearl's face had become stricken with mad lust in lieu of her normally more serene visage. She grit her teeth, forcing herself to pump away at maddening speed until that familiar pressure from before built up from deep within her core. Amethyst could feel it too and tried to egg her on one last time, but could only achieve somewhat broken babbling.
With one final push, Pearl reached her limit and climax; hard. The force at which cumming hit her left her breathless but still wanting to push tirelessly against Amethyst. On the other hand, the smaller gem relished in the sweet, burning release and the feeling of being filled to the brim with Pearl's sticky succulence. The warmth of her own orgasm and her lover's juices sloshing inside of her was almost too much to handle after the rough fucking she just endured. It was nothing like the night before at all.
The next few seconds were a blur for the both of them. A blur that only the pleasured, wet slapping of two bodies locked together in rough, impassioned love could call upon. What only lasted a few seconds felt like a glowing, happy century to the two panting gems. Amethyst rolled over, letting Pearl's rapidly softening member slide out of her slit with a slick, wet pop. Pearl herself leaned over on the bed, her weak arms barely keeping herself up.
"Tha-that wa-" Pearl tried to speak but stopped when Amethyst reached up and pulled her down on top of her. Pearl could only sit, wrapped up in Amethyst's tight grip, while she curled them both in the blanket on the bed. "A-amethyst? What are yo- AMETHYST!" She squawked as she realized that Amethyst had fallen asleep with Pearl trapped in her arms. With nothing better to do, or anything to do for that matter, and no reason to keep yelling, she smirked and tried to fall asleep for once herself.
Behind a small heap of trash, a smiling eavesdropper unfolded her arms and began to leave the room. "It's about time you two finally owned up to it. It was getting upsetting to have to watch." Garnet opened the door to the beach house and saw Steven and Connie playing Kitchen Kalamity on the coffee table with a number of juice boxes and sandwich crusts scattered about on plates and on the floor. "Alright, you two. It's getting late. Who's going to help me clean up this mess?"