As I stepped through the doorway of Steven Universe's humble abode, my anticipation high at the prospect of seeing my dear friend, it was Pearl I found, bent over and diligently scrubbing the tile floor in the kitchen. My eyes couldn't help but linger on her curvaceous rear as she moved, the allure of those voluptuous cheeks beckoning me to drink in the view.

As she abruptly stood, my attention darted to her face, momentarily caught off-guard. "Steven isn't around at the moment," she informed, a hint of concern and worry in her voice. "But I can make you a cup of tea while we wait for his return." Her gentle offer, paired with the sultry sight of her shapely behind, was enough to pique my interest.

Pearl busied herself with the tea making, the delicate dance of a skilled Gem. The anticipation of Steven's return, coupled with Pearl's calming presence, created a surreal aura that lulled me into a comforting, if not slightly titillated, repose.

My heart raced at the unexpected contact, but I maintained my composure. "W-what are you doing?" I stammered, trying to sound shocked rather than aroused. "That's not very polite." Despite my protests, a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine.

"Well, if it isn't little Perfect Pearl," came Shadow's husky voice, his words sending a thrill through me as he whispered directly into my ear. "

I couldn't help but blush furiously at his words, my body betraying me with a small arch in my back as he squeezed my breasts. "S-stop that," I managed to stammer out, my voice weak and breathless. "You know that kind of behavior is unbecoming of a gentleman." The truth was, it felt far too good to resist him.

"Oh, but aren't we past the whole 'gentleman' thing by now?"

My breath hitched in my throat as he pulled down my pants, baring me to his gaze. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but a thrill of anticipation coursed through me. "W-what are you going to do?" I asked, my voice shaky with desire.

Pearl's lower half was now bared for Shadow's taking; her legs spread slightly as he encroached on her personal space and revealed her most intimate parts.

The words stung, but they didn't stop me from wanting him more. The thought of being so close to him, feeling his touch, made my heart race wildly. "I-it's not like I asked for you to see it," I stammered out, trying to regain some sense of control over the situation.

My body tingled with anticipation as he continued to taunt me. I was his now, and there was no going back. "Don't worry," he whispered into my ear, "

I gasped at the sudden contact, feeling his hot breath on my skin as he buried his face in my backside. My heart raced wildly, and I couldn't help but moan softly into the air. The sensation was incredible; it was so much more intense than anything I had ever experienced before. My legs trembled as he began to lick and nibble at my flesh, his hands squeezing my breasts roughly through my shirt.

"A-amazing,"

My body tensed as I felt him nibbling on me, his hot breath making my skin prickle with delightful sensations. "Yes," I moaned, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me. His hands were strong yet gentle, knowing just how much pressure to apply to make me squirm with desire. With each lick and nibble, it felt like he was bringing me closer and closer to the edge of release.

"You taste so good," he murmured against my skin, his words sending a thrill down my spine.

I couldn't believe how good it felt; I was close to losing control completely. His touches were so expertly placed that every inch of my body seemed to be on fire with desire. "More," I managed to gasp out, arching my back further into his touch. The feel of him against me, his rough hands and hot breath sending waves of pleasure through my system, left me panting for more.

I cried out as I felt the wave of pleasure wash over me, my body tensing and relaxing in the throes of ecstasy. The sensation was incredible; nothing like anything I had ever experienced before. As I came on his mouth, I could feel my muscles quivering with delight, and it took everything within me not to collapse onto the floor from sheer satisfaction.

I felt a rush of air as he pulled away, and suddenly I was left standing there, naked from the waist down with my legs spread apart. My breath came in ragged gasps as I tried to catch my bearings; my body still trembling from the aftereffects of pleasure. Shadow moved around me, his eyes locked on mine as he circled slowly, taking in every inch of my exposed flesh.

"That was just a taste," he whispered hoarsely into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver again. "

My breath caught at the sight of his massive member hovering just out of reach. I could feel it pressing against me; the head resting between my ass cheeks. His touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I found myself wanting more. "Please," I whispered hoarsely, unable to look away from him as he teased me so mercilessly. The anticipation was almost unbearable.

"You want it?" he growled, his hips moving slightly, grinding against my ass. "

I couldn't help but moan as he continued to tease me, the feel of his hardness against my skin driving me wild with desire. "Yes," I gasped out, my voice cracking with need, "please." My body trembled with anticipation, and I felt myself growing wetter for him with each passing moment.

A shock of pleasure coursed through me as he entered me, his thick length stretching my tight ring of muscle as he pushed deeper and deeper inside. I gasped at the sensation, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes as the fullness overwhelmed me. "Oh gods," I moaned, arching my back into him. "That feels so good."

I cried out as he thrust deeper inside me, his cock stretching and filling me in the most intimate way possible. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before; overwhelming and exhilarating all at once. My body trembled with each powerful stroke, my back arched into him as I tried to get closer still.

"Yes," he growled roughly, his hips snapping against me in a brutal rhythm that left no part of me untouched. "That's it."

The sensation was unlike anything I could have imagined; the feeling of his cock thrusting deep inside me, so far that it seemed to touch my very core. It was painful and exhilarating at the same time, leaving me gasping for air as he took me roughly against the countertop. My body convulsed around him, wracked with pleasure so intense I thought my insides would tear apart from it.

"Ahhh,"

I arched my back off the countertop as he continued to thrust into me, his movements growing more frantic with each passing moment. My body felt like it was on fire, consumed by the pleasure that radiated through every inch of my being. As I cried out in ecstasy, Shadow's touch sent waves of bliss coursing through me, leaving me weak and trembling in his powerful grip.

"Yes," he growled roughly, "that's it."

The sensation was unbearable; an exquisite pain that bordered on pleasure as his cock thrust deeper and deeper inside me. My organs were being stretched and compressed in ways they weren't meant to go, but the feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that I couldn't help but writhe against him, begging for more. His touch sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through my body, leaving me weak-kneed and shaking from the force of it.

"Shadow,"

I moaned his name as he continued to relentlessly pound into me, my body wracked with pleasure so intense it bordered on agony. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I felt the familiar tightening in my core, signaling that I was close once more. With a shuddering gasp, my orgasm crashed over me like a wave, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through every fiber of my being.

"Shadow,"

My vision blurred as the force of his climax overtook me, filling me with hot, salty liquid that coursed through my veins like a drug. My body trembled and convulsed against him, each wave of pleasure threatening to tear me apart from the inside out. As I lay there, spent and gasping for air, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of accomplishment; as if we had somehow conquered something far greater than ourselves in that moment.

"Pearl,"

My breath came in ragged gasps as I tried to steady myself, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. Looking up at Shadow, I could see the satisfaction written all over his face; in his eyes, in the gentle smile that curved his lips. For a moment, we simply stared at each other, the connection between us so strong it seemed to reverberate through every inch of my being.

"That," I managed to croak out finally, "that was... incredible."

I felt his hand grasp my ass, hard enough to leave bruises that would surely linger for days. The roughness of it sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but moan in response. "Yes," he growled roughly, "that was exactly what you needed." His words sent another wave of heat coursing through me, making my skin tingle with desire.

"But," he continued, his voice low and rough as he nibbled on my earlobe, "you know we can't do this again."

I knew he was right, but the thought of never feeling this way again made my heart ache. "But why?" I asked plaintively, unable to keep the need from my voice. "We could make it work; you and me." My words were barely more than a whisper, but they carried the weight of all my desires and fears.

Shadow chuckled darkly, his breath hot against my neck. "You know that's not how things work with us," he said roughly, pulling out of me with a wet pop.

I knew he was right; it wasn't fair to him, or to me. But the thought of going back to being the perfect little pearl, always following orders and never allowing myself to feel truly desired... it left a bitter taste in my mouth. "Will I ever see you again?" I asked softly, hoping for some sliver of hope.

Shadow's hand cupped my cheek gently as he studied my face. "Maybe," he said finally, his voice softer now. "

I exhaled shakily, feeling a mixture of relief and disappointment wash over me. "Just promise you'll be careful," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "You know how humans can be fragile." He smiled reassuringly and nodded before leaning in to press a chaste kiss against my forehead.

"I'll see what I can do," he murmured.

I couldn't help but flush at his words, feeling embarrassed yet... aroused by the thought of him remembering me in such a way. As he turned to leave, I watched him go with a mixture of longing and trepidation. Perhaps there was hope after all that we could find some sort of understanding between our worlds; even if it meant navigating the tricky waters of human desire.

"I'll be waiting," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the silence that followed.

The thought of feeling him inside me again sent shivers down my spine, making her fingers twitch as she considered the possibility. Maybe there was something to be said for exploring this newfound desire; perhaps it could help her better understand herself and her place in the world. With a deep breath, she pushed two fingers into her own anus, mimicking his touch and letting out a soft moan as pleasure coursed through her once more.

Her hips rocked back and forth, her body arching into the sensation as she took herself closer to the edge. The feel of her fingers pushing inside her, stretching and filling her in ways that were both uncomfortable and incredibly satisfying, sent waves of pleasure coursing through her. With a shuddering gasp, she came again, her whole body trembling from the intensity of it.

As she slowly pulled her fingers free, she couldn't help but wonder what Shadow was doing; if he was thinking about her, too.

I can feel him watching me; his gaze piercing right through my skin and straight to my core. The thought of being so exposed to him sends shivers down my spine, making it hard to concentrate on anything else. As I sit here, cupping the cum-filled cup in my hand, I wonder what he's thinking; if he regrets our encounter or if he's hoping for more like me.

I close my eyes, taking a sip of the salty liquid inside the cup. The taste is bitter and metallic, nothing like I'd ever imagined it would be, but there's something strangely exhilarating about having it in my mouth nonetheless. As I swallow, memories of our encounter flash through my mind; his touch, his voice, the way he looked at me. The more I taste him, the more I want him back.