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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇

This episode reminds me that I should (probably will never) make a Steven x Therapist Reader ;-; Mah Babehh.

Another day, another cockblock.

It's been the fourth time that Steven's mother figure had cockblock him from you, and it sexually frustrating him; every time they just barged into the front door and yelled out their happiness, Steven's happy mood instantly went dry and he ended up laying under the cover, hugging you -spooning, while you both were half-naked.

There was a time where he felt relieved that he won't be carried away while doing -ahem- with you as he never managed to do so, but he slowly grew impatient of how little his privacy with you in the house; it's like his mother figures always know that he were making out with you and went half-naked and always take that chance to cockblock him before he could even go further.

Every time he got cockblocked, he always listened to you softly complaining of how much you didn't want to get interrupted while you were both in the mood, and Steven couldn't agree more.

But he can't just suddenly and out of nowhere say that he wants some privacy with you, it'll obvious triggered the mother figures' intuition about them -ahem; especially Mama Pearl who's non-stop giving Steven condoms and birth controls for you and it started to pile up in his room.

As much as you love to be protected, you felt it was too much, Steven agrees with every word that you uttered and softly complained.

Now, you're on Steven's bed with his blanket covered your body as it went through under your armpit, locking them in a place; Steven who was beside you sighed for the nth time for the day, you even lost count of how many tired sighs he let slip through his swollen lips.

You peeked at him, seeing he noticed you look at him, he looked back at you; you could see the obvious annoyed face on him. You smiled at him softly, earning back a soft reaction of him. "Does it bother you much?" you asked guiltily.

Steven took a moment and stared at you face before returning the soft smile you gave him, he used his left hand and cupped your right cheek; it felt as soft as a feather under his touch. "If I'm being honest, it does. It really does." Steven answered truthfully, brushing your right cheek softly as he watched you leaned further in his touch.

You nodded. "It bothers me, too." you replied, bringing your hands to your lower abdomen and caressed it softly, frowning. "This part, um, my vagina...? It hurts whenever we stop."

Steven let his elbow supported his body weight as he looked at you in worry, your eyes found his instantly. "Are you okay?" Steven asked.

You hummed uncertainty. "I don't know. It fades away eventually and I'm fine afterwards. But it hurts when we stop, and I... I don't like the feeling..." you confessed.

Steven leaned forward and kissed your forehead lovingly, he sighed through his nose as he smelled your strawberry scent that had been stuck with you ever since the day after he met you. "I'm sorry that it hurts. I don't want you to feel it. It hurts me to know it hurts you. But- they always-" Steven stopped talking and sighed in defeat; he felt incredibly bad to know that you're sexually frustrated just like him and it hurts him more to know that you were hurting down below.

You hummed, nodding your head to let him know that you knew what he meant; tilting your head upwards, you pecked your lips softly on his, the kiss was gentle, soft and passionate, making Steven instantly melt at the way you moved your lips against his; he pushed you down, lending your head gently on the pillow as he continued kissing you.

Your eyes were closed as you tried to focus in the kiss. it meant something, something that you couldn't put a finger on but you liked it, you loved how Steven show his affection towards you, you loved it how he's gentle on touching your skins, you just love him.