Darkest Desires

Steven's Discovery

He wasn't expecting to actually find anything related to her at all. He'd just been scrolling through Ao3 idly, and happened upon a username that made him scroll back up frantically.

Now, he knew what Connie's last name meant and he thought it was all the more hilarious that they ended up together.

Ruler of the Universe, though, it wasn't a proper noun in the official definition. However, it was true nonetheless. He was completely enraptured with everything about her, she had captured his heart at such a young age.

But this as a username, ruler_of_the_Universe, with the proper noun made a delighted smile spread over his face. There was a chance it could be coincidence, there was always a chance there would be nothing interesting, but he clicked it regardless.

Skimming through, he smiled to himself at her apparent hidden talent. It almost saddened him that she'd kept this a secret. She wove intricate, detailed stories of war and loss and resilience that made his heart ache. He slowed down to read every word, grasping at them as if they were written just for him. Somethings he could tell related to his almost Diamond War 2.0, and others had a hint of traumatized acceptance that he was all too knowledgeable about.

He was glad she wasn't out of the bath, she'd just barely drawn it and he wouldn't be able to disguise his smug victorious grin. He had a feeling she'd know immediately, she was always able to read him well.

The story ended and his heart saddened. It hadn't had a happy ending like he'd expected, and it left him feeling melancholic. He clicked on the username and smiled at the biography, this was definitely her.

'ruler_of_the_Universe

Creating universes next to my very own Universe.'

He wondered how many times he'd assumed she was texting away on her phone with her brow furrowed in concentration. In retrospect he could recall more than a few times where he'd woken up to her still rapidly tapping the keyboard in near soundless fashion. It was obvious to him the passion she put in her story, the heart. She'd pulled the words together like yarn, and had ended up with a blanket that still left him feeling cold and reeling afterwards.

There was a saved stories section, and he clicked it expecting to find more of hers but instead found... other things.

He hit the first one he saw, getting lost in the story until a very explicit scene was laid out before his eyes. He was always a visual man, visual and verbal that was, so he heard his own voice reading it clearly in his head as much as he could see the scene and he felt the heat of embarrassment in his face.

Then his jaw dropped. The more he read, the further down it went. There was no amount of shapeshifting he could do to express his shock at this moment, every bodily function seemed to be frozen but he couldn't look away.

It wasn't complete insanity, but it was impossible to imagine his smart and independent girlfriend enjoying such depraved and wild things.

At the end, he felt his own bodily response and sighed at himself, the heat heightening considerably. He briefly considered turning off his phone, possibly burning it so there would be no evidence, and never telling her. But, now he was infinitely curious.

Even when she came out of the bathroom and started making a sandwich butt naked he couldn't tear his eyes away. He went through them faster now, near dazed, at how each was as non-conforming as the last. There was a common theme that gave him some confidence though, the D/s was consistent throughout all of them. He didn't know if she was imagining herself in these scenarios, but he had to imagine she did.

"Do you want a sandwich, Starboy?"

He shut off his phone slowly, curling in his lips until he could respond without the truth bursting forth like an untamed bull. It was hard not to spill over immediately, especially with her already naked but after a moment he smiled as little as possible and nodded. "I'm always hungry, Ni. You know that."