"Steven what on EARTH are you two doing?!" she squeaked in shock "What will your father say about this?!" Steven shot up and chucked his Queen t-shirt back on and stood in front of his mother while Amy grabbed her cardigan, violently pulled the sleeves down and sat on the edge of the bed with wide eyes full of surprise.
"Mum! Come on we weren't doing anything wrong! Just... hugging..." Steven replied weakly,
"Nothing wrong... You were lying on your bed, shirtless, with your arms wrapped around the girl you met only yesterday! You've only just met, for God's sake!!" Mrs. Battelle shrieked as she chucked her basket down on the floor - Amy thought this was a huge overreaction, and Steven must have thought the same thing.
"What, that isn't wrong at all! It doesn't make Amy pregnant! So it isn't wrong!" Steven protested as he threw his hand behind him to Amy,
"That's not the point, Steven! You've only just met, it's not... it's not like you, you've never had a girl around here before, and now the first day you meet one, the next you're in bed together" Mrs. Battelle explained lowering her voice in a hopeless tone.
"Mum we weren't in bed together; we haven't had sex if that's what you're thinking. We were just relaxing on the bed."
"Steven, honey, if you had known Amy for longer and even... Y'know... - with my permission of course - then I wouldn't have minded, but it's only been one day..." Mrs. Battelle faded out,
"Well at least we didn't do it..." Steven said quietly. His mother sighed at her son who was fighting for him and Amy.
"Do you love her?"
"Yes." Steven said firmly.
"More importantly..." Mrs Battelle looked around Steven to see Amy who was still sat on the bed with her sleeves over her hands. "Do you, Amy? Do you love my son?"
"More than anything in the world, Mrs. Battelle, more than anything..." Amy answered as she stood up and reached for Steven's hand that hung limp by his side, Steven held her hand tightly and pulled her to his side. They stood facing Steven's mother who was thinking about what to say next.
"Really, you love him more than anything? What about music, I know you love that, like Steven" Mrs. Battelle said craftily.
"More than music, you can't hold music... kiss it... you can't make love to it... marry it... I love Steven more than anything in the world." Amy replied firmly and surely.
"Well... Steven you're not marrying Amy until I give you permission, but I do give you permission to be together" Mrs Battelle announced, letting her guard down a lot more.
"What about sex?" Steven said quickly, this shocked Amy but she kept quiet.
"Sex?! Are you even ready for that yet?" Mrs. Battelle looked at her son's face and sighed "Fine. But only when you feel both of you are ready, and wear protection. If you come home soon in the future saying Amy's pregnant there will be extremely bad consequences." Steven nodded violently to say he understood and Amy nodded as well. "Well... I'll leave you to it... where's your washing gone? Oh it's on the chair" Mrs. Battelle sighed, grabbed his dirty clothes, chucked them in the basket and closed the door behind her as she left the room. Steven turned to Amy, put his hands on her hips and pulled her close to his crotch. They put their heads together and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Baby we've done it... No more sneaking around..." Steven whispered,
"We weren't sneaking around anyway?" Amy questioned him as she put her arms around his neck,
"Ah yeah but now we don't need to pretend we're just friends or even ask for permission! Do you actually love me more than music?" Steven asked,
"Yes, I thought about it and realised that I did love you more, music makes me happy but when you came into my life I became even happier"
"Aww... I'll love you more than music when..." Steven smirked "you know..." he laughed and moved his hands down to Amy's back,
"What?! Steven!!" Amy squealed and started hitting Steven on the chest lightly as she realised he was joking. They laughed together and moved back to the bed, hand in hand. "Steven... about the sex..."
"Yeah, what about it?"
"I'm not ready for that yet... I need to bring you home with me to meet my parents first, then get them to like you, then get them to give us permission... and after all that I want to marry you before we do it." Amy asked him,
"Well... thinking about it, that's not so much to ask. Will you always want to get married before we can, or?" Steven replied,
"No... Maybe not... but I will only do it if it feels like the right time, y'know?" Amy answered simply. Steven nodded un understanding.
"Now... where were we?" Steven whispered with a devilish smile as he pulled his shirt off and chucked it on the floor again, Amy smiled and started to take her jumper off but hesitated when it went past her shoulders. "Show them; I'm not judging and I never will, I'm right behind you in supporting you to stop cutting" Steven told her and slowly, carefully pulled her cardigan off her arms and let his hands rest on her wrists for a moment then he moved to take her vest top off and pulled it over her head to reveal powder white skin. Steven breathed at what he saw "You're beautiful..." he commented and ran his hands over her stomach, Amy lay on her back against the pillows and Steven moved up the bed a little more to lie by her side. Steven wriggled about a bit and Amy wondered what he was doing but when she heard jeans hit the floor and saw white boxers that covered a huge bulge in them, she knew Steven was getting ready for a present from her. "You know Blood On The Dance Floor?"
"What, yeah why d'you ask?" Amy replied, confused as to why he was asking about a band during this intimate moment,
"You know their song 'Candy land'?"
"Yeah..."
"Can you do what that song's about?"
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Well it's about getting a blowjob from an emo, ZIIIING!!" Steven laughed as he slapped his leg "Ah sorry... that was a bit mean..." He added when he saw Amy's serious face. But that quickly turned to a grin,
"You little- come here!" Amy said and she jumped onto Steven playfully and sat on his lower stomach. She tried to tickle him but it didn't work so Steven put his hands on Amy's hips and lightly slid them up her sides which made Amy squirm and fall onto Steven who grabbed her and held her tightly as they laughed together. "Are we really in the right mood for doing that?"
"I dunno... but I feel like doing something to you though" Steven said as he let go of Amy and got onto his knees and admired Amy who was lying on the bed looking up at him as she rested her hands on her stomach. Steven moved his hands up Amy's legs and undid the button and zip and slowly pulled down Amy's jeans along with her underwear, Amy kicked them off and closed her legs shyly with an innocent smile. "Open up..." Steven whispered as he bent over to rest his chin on her knees, Amy looked at Steven's pleading face and slowly opened her legs and closed her eyes. Immediately she groaned at what she felt; a wet tongue in a place she'd never had anyone else touch before which made this feeling unique, new and surprisingly good. She could hear quiet breathing from Steven and her own heavy breathing.
"Oh Steven... this is so nice..." Amy whispered as she lay on Steven's bed and looked at Steven, giving her the most pleasure she had ever felt...
