Darkest Desires

Microphilia ("Trial" #14)

The second Steven walked in from visiting the gems she sensed something different. "Are you okay?"

He quickly checked his hand and gem for a glow, then his reflection in the window for his eyes. "Uh, yeah I think so? I feel fine. Why?"

Pursing her lips she circled him, humming lowly under her breath. "It's not your hair, though it needs to be brushed."

"Noted."

"Ugh, what is it?" The scientist in her was frustrated she couldn't immediately tell what it was. "Get on your knees."

The behemoth of a man slowly fell to them, rubbing his face down the length of her body and nuzzling into her breasts. The gesture was so sticky sweet that if she were a weaker woman, she'd have forgotten her ambition and tended to him. "I love you."

Aha! "Why are you taller?"

"Come again?"

She placed a hand on his head and pressed, moving it back to an inch up her neck. "You used to be a little shorter. Like, this morning."

"That's ridiculous. I always notice when I've gotten taller. Maybe you've gotten shorter," He teased and kissed her breasts again. They'd started smelling sweet since he'd stimulated her lactation and he adored it. "Don't tell me you're going to start this whole thing again."

She tugged him up and dragged him outside into the brisk air towards a certain tree. "Oh, hush. I'm not that much shorter than you! I'm within my demographic and then above it by five inches!" Steadying him against it, she grabbed onto his shoulders. "Give me a boost."

"'I'm not short! Give me a boost because I'm too short'." He scoffed and did as told. "Right." It did amaze him how there was no strain on her end. She took that lift with a tiny bounce like it was just another stair. "I should put you in cheerleading."

"I'd rather die," She replied distractedly. "I knew it!" Her cry made her unsteady and she tumbled into his safe arms.

"How's that working for you?" He giggled. "So am I taller or what?"

She sulked a ridiculous amount of time as he brought her back inside before answering. "Yes. By an inch. This has gotta be the last one if it's only an inch. You'll feel it tomorrow and then you'll really be complaining."

"I like that you're way shorter than I am." Steven stood to his now 7' and smirked when Connie whined at the extra distance from his lips to hers.

She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at his unrelenting. What a silly thing to say. "You and your stupid size kink."

In an instant she was in his arms and above his head, her arms limply dangling as he cooed at her. "My tiny Connie. So little and precious. I love you being so small." His teasing ceased and he gazed up at her, his eyes going to half lidded. "I could break you easily. But why would I want to? You're the most precious thing in the universe." He set her down, almost laughing at her flustered blush and wide eyes. Loving her annoyance, he squatted down to hold her hips and look up at her like she was a toddler. "Why the long face, baby?"

"I wish I was still taller than you so I could beat you up," She bitched. She hated that she couldn't overpower him anymore, and worse that he could put things up high out of her reach. She could always climb, but it irked her that she had to.

He made an amused sound and pulled her flush against him. "You love that I'm bigger than you. You love it."

"And how would you know?" She half heartedly tried to wiggle away from him but he held steadfast.

"'Big strong man that can toss me around' is a direct quote from you." He chuckled when she burned in embarrassed recognition but tried to keep up the act.