Connie spent a lot of time after their overwhelmingly disastrous first encounter together on the internet. It took a bit of searching, but she found out so much more than she would have if she had just went off textbook knowledge. It was more complicate than pole A goes into slot B but it wasn’t really that hard to understand. She had two weeks before she could see him again with how her college schedule went, and she was going to use it well.
The first thing was adjusting herself, and that was amazing easy to do. Though she had avoided doing so before because she didn’t want to read that type of fiction and ruin how she expected things to be, she ended up reading quite a bit of dirty fanfiction. It did help her quite a bit. She managed to find that spot in herself that made her toes curl, and found just how sensitive that little bundle of nerves could be.
After that, it was mostly on making sure things went well and different tricks to use on him. She felt kind of dirty, looking up those tricks and planning to use them on him, but she simply didn’t want things to end badly again. Things had to go perfectly this time. She wasn’t really sure if his physical form was organic enough to produce viable sperm, but she was sure not to take any chances, and bought a box of condoms because the first time they had been stupid and she wasn’t allowing something like that to happen again. Even if she did get a knowing look from the clerk.
When the time came, they met at the temple again. He let her into his room, and she felt completely at ease in the pink cloudy room she had spent so much time in once he had mastered the ability to open the door. She didn’t waste a single second trying to explain herself, pouncing on him and pressing their lips together like a lifeline.
Steven didn’t push her off of course, arms around her tightly. Their tongues met in the usual playful but clumsy matter, tracing against each other and curling like old partners, but still clumsy like those that weren’t too used to each other yet. She started tugging at his shirt, and he moved to grab her hands, holding them carefully.
“Are you sure Connie? I don’t want to hurt you again…”
“You won’t, I promise. I did some research after last time, and I’m entirely convinced that we can proceed this time without any problems.” Steven still looked skeptical, so she kissed him briefly to try and banish his worries. “I promise.”
After that, they were practically a flurry of clothes being torn off each other, hands roaming each other’s bodies desperately. A dull thrub started up between Connie’s thighs and she directed his hand between her legs, two fingers deep in her as her head leaned against his shoulder while they curled in just the right spot. He panted against her shoulder, happy to reduce her to a mess.
Before she could let herself get too carried away in it, her hand wrapped around Steven’s warm member, stroking it as she held him. His fingers withdrew and he moaned out, bucking against her hand. The dull throb was a loud roar, pulsing in her ears, and she could only ignore it for so long before she pushed him back and scrambled to hover above his member.
“Re-ready?”
“When-whenever you are.” She bit her lip and they exchanged a brief smile before her lips lowered, pressing down on his head. It didn’t seem so big now, nor did she hurt.`
She found her breath hitching when she finally slid down all the way on him, panting slightly into the cold air. His hands gripped her hips tightly, and he groaned as she leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on his waiting lips. It lasted for several seconds before she broke it off, starng wonderfully into his eyes.
“D-doing okay?”
“Uh-huh.”
His warm smile was enough to get her moving again, slowly bouncing up and down on his lap. The gentle slaps of their hips meeting mixed with their soft moans, breathy groans, and little whimpers for more. It was so much better than she could have imagined, needy for more than she felt her fingers could have provided at any rate. It was so much better, but the simple motions weren’t really enough, and she grabbed one of his hands off her hips before too long, meeting his eye.
“So-something wro-wrong? A-am I hu-hurting you?” Of course Steven was concerned, and she found herself pressed firmly to his hips when she stopped. A grin tugged at her lips and she felt him melt under her when she smiled.
“N-no. Feels go-good. I… Unngh…” She stopped for a moment, her cheeks feeling that much hotter at the embarrassing noise that had slipped out. “I n-need you to r-rub thi-this little ner-nerve bu-bu… Bundle. Right here.”
His hand pressed to it, Connie felt stars threateninging to dance across her vision. When his fingers started rubbing gently at the bundle, she started rising and falling against his member again. His breathing was hitching at first, but slowly even out. It was so much more than she had ever imagined, and it didn’t take too long before she felt his hips jerking harder and she let out a loud cry.
With a gasp, she felt the warmth of his fluid inside her and realised with horror that she had forgot the condoms. Before she could say anything, the stars wrapped around her and she convulsed atop him. The next thing she was really aware of, her head was resting on his chest and they were both panting into the empty air. His arms were around her tightly, holding her close and providing a safety net to reassure her to reality. They did make her feel better, a little safer, but part of her was still dripping with concern.
“St-Steven?”
“Mhmm?”
“We forgot the condoms. Again.”