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“It’s not a very intimate position, is it?” Peridot observed. Amethyst was on all fours, presenting her ass, with a dildo half the size of the “Purple Punisher” wedged inside of her pussy. Peridot’s hands hovered over her love handles. They were wearing the strap-on harness again, and unlike the other dildos they had used before, this one was slim, uncharacteristic of Amethyst’s tastes, they thought.
But this was Amethyst’s idea. She looked over her shoulder and pulled them into a long, sloppy kiss. “Depends how you look at it.”
“How should I look at it?”
“Get inside me and keep kissing me,” she breathed.
Peridot took her direction, hands gripping her sides as they thrust into her ass.
“Oh fuck!”
Peridot covered her mouth, muffling the expletives that followed. “I think we should be courteous to our neighbor, don’t you, Amethyst? Think you can keep quiet?”
Amethyst shook her head, brutally honest.
“That’s what I thought.” They reached behind them for one of the toys Amethyst had brought with her: a ball gag. Soft, pliable, made of silicone and hollowed out with holes for breathing room. Amethyst opened her mouth without question and accepted the gag in her mouth. Peridot kissed her collarbone and then they resumed, moving with the achingly slow pace that Amethyst preferred.
They missed the sounds their girlfriend usually made with loud abandon, which were muted and muffled by the gag, but they also liked to watch her struggle as she contained herself and fought against the obstruction in her mouth.
As they moved, Amethyst did too, not exactly in rhythm to their thrusts. She was moving to her own tempo, riding the cock filling her cunt. The sensation she had explained was overwhelming and Peridot could see that she could barely keep hold of the headboard she was using as support. She shivered, hot and sweating. Her messy, untrimmed bangs stuck to her forehead and long tendrils of hair clung to her back and sides.
Peridot held her steady as she struggled to hold herself up. When Peridot almost faltered, thinking they had gone too far, Amethyst took their hand and gripped it tight. She only let go when Peridot promised they would continue. Her hands knotted in bedsheets and around the headboard. She could not keep a continuous grip on anything. Her hands were always moving.
Amethyst moaned, bucking her hips wildly, undeterred by the sharp shivers racing up and down her body. Peridot held her, coaxed her, soothed her. They knew her well enough to know that she was close to orgasm. They could feel it too. It was a transference of energy, or they were that into it, or they had that good of an imagination to feel like the phallus they were fucking her with was real, and at that the same time, they could feel the other cock, the one inside of Amethyst's pussy, brushing against their own cock.
They could smell the heat of her sex and they could feel her clench around their penis. They heard a muffled cry and they both fell forward as she came underneath them. The reverberations of her orgasm provoked their own and they trembled together in bed, Amethyst clutching the bedsheets, Peridot clinging to her.
And the words escaped them again, so easily like when they had talked to Lapis: “I love you.”
Amethyst turned her head to look at them. Peridot froze, burning up.
“NOTHING!” They pulled away and out of Amethyst, gesturing wildly. “I did not just tell you, ‘I love you’ or anything stupid just now! Yep! Just ignore that and me failing at internal monologuing!”
Amethyst reached behind her head to undo the ball gag. She wiped the drool off her chin with the back of her hand. “You love me?”
“I would never-- wait. I mean--” They shouted unintelligibly, frantic, unable to cover their tracks.
Amethyst rested a hand on their shoulder and they calmed down a little to quiet muttering.
“It’s cool, relax.”
“I cannot relax!” Peridot straightened, biting their nails. “I said something careless! And we’ve only been dating for a few months!”
Amethyst shrugged. “So?”
“So! That’s moving too fast! What’s next? Are we going to get married--” Peridot gasped. “I am not wearing a dress! And I’m allergic to almost all flowers so we’ll have to...” They stopped, realizing their rambling had escalated the love confession to wedding plans, neither of which Amethyst had reciprocated. They assumed the fetal position and fell on their side, mortified and deciding on the spot that they would never talk ever again.
That vow would be broken in a few seconds, as most of their vows of silence were.
“Why’s it too fast? Because people say so? Who cares! You can’t help how you feel, Peri.”
“I should,” they said petulantly.
“Come here, you.” She captured them in her arms and planted a kiss at the base of their neck. “So hey, guess what.”
“What?”
“I love you too.”
After a moment of laying sprawled in each other's arms, after a moment of taking in the acceptance and reciprocation of their feelings, Peridot said, “Well of course you do. I’m adorable.”
“Adorkable,” Amethyst corrected. She ran her fingers across their knuckles, humming and grinning ear to ear. Her eyes were locked on Peridot’s, not searching but finding something. “You know, I sorta gave up on dating before I met you.”
Peridot distantly recalled the outdated Stupid Cupid dating profile. They wondered when Amethyst had made it, when she gave up on it. “But you’re beautiful.”
“Yeah, well I’m also fat. And loud. And there’s a lot of jerks out there.”
Peridot felt fortunate that none of their dates with other people had been a disaster. Lapis might have counted as disastrous a long time ago, but things were different now.
“What would you have done? If we hadn’t met,” Peridot asked.
“Same as I was doing.” Amethyst shrugged, her hair moving like water over her shoulders. “Sleeping around, trying not to get too attached. What would you have done?”
“I don’t know.” Before Amethyst, they had no one to explore their sexuality with. They couldn’t fathom being comfortable enough to do this with anyone else, although they had tried. “Be alone, I guess.”
The conversation had somehow taken a sad turn. Amethyst veered it off course, saying, “I’m glad I met you, Peri.”
“Me too.”
X
Together, they spent the rest of the late evening under the covers, kissing languidly, stray touches culminating into sexual release and then ebbing again into the afterglow of affection, then rising again. This went on until Peridot’s sex was sore and Amethyst got a crick in her neck and they were both completely exhausted.
They were not tired enough to go to sleep, however, and Peridot proposed a movie. Amethyst surprised them and suggested that Lapis join in-- if she wanted to.
Although Lapis’s blanket and clownfish pillow were still downstairs on the couch facing the TV., she had resumed sleeping in her own room. She was not asleep when Peridot knocked, Amethyst behind them.
Lapis chose the movie. It was her and Peridot’s favorite, the one they had watched together months ago while Peridot worked from home. Together they knew every line and Amethyst was simultaneously impressed and annoyed. When she voiced this, Peridot pointed out that she did the same thing during their Li’l Butler marathons together. Amethyst just rolled her eyes and shrugged noncommittally.
After that Amethyst chose the movie, and after that, Peridot chose the Camp Pining Hearts movie. At Amethyst’s request they watched the Spanish dub with English subtitles. Halfway through the movie, Peridot fell asleep and dreamed that Percy swept them off their feet, speaking frantically in Spanish.
“I have no idea what you’re saying,” Peridot said in the dream. “But go on.”
Then Pierre stepped into the dream sequence, shirtless and holding two heavy barrels under his strong arms because he could.
The dream was about to get interesting, the language barrier dissolving in favor of something physical, when Peridot heard distant girlish laughter and they woke with a start, the image of Percy and Pierre fighting for dominance with their tongues quickly receding.
The TV was off and daylight had crept into the room. Peridot found themselves spread out on the couch, the cover and pillows on the floor.
Lapis and Amethyst were not here.
They heard giggling from the kitchen and got up. As they walked, bare feet slapping against the kitchen tiles, they wiped the grime from the corners of their eyes and smacked their lips, craving a drink of water.
“Amethyst?” they called into the kitchen, voice hoarse. “Lazuli?”
“Yo! In here!” They saw Amethyst’s hand peek out from the corner of the room as she waved. Peridot walked a little faster, then stopped, surprised to see the two women together.
Lapis was sitting in a chair, facing upwards as Amethyst stood over her, across from her, applying makeup.
“Lazuli-- your hair--!”
Her hair was cut short and dyed a bright blue, the swept up remains in the dustbin with some strays around her seat.
“Do you like it?” she asked, primping at her hair.
“You look great.”
She smirked like she knew it. Amethyst shared a more genuine smile, proud but not full of herself.
“Laz wanted a new ‘do.”
“Where did you get the hair dye from?” Peridot wouldn’t have asked if they hadn’t just woken up.
“I borrowed your car,” Lapis said easily.
Peridot soured, thinking that later they’d have to adjust the seat again. ”Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“We wanted to surprise you.”
Peridot swept up the rest of Lapis’s hair from the floor while Amethyst finished her makeup.
“So how did you two get close?” It wasn’t like Lapis to bond with someone overnight.
Amethyst snickered before answering. She and Lapis looked near hysterical, like they couldn’t contain themselves. “I farted. She laughed.”
Peridot snorted and shot a look like they were unimpressed. Still they smiled, pleased that the two were more than getting along-- they were becoming friends.
After they swept the floor, they made a pot of coffee and listened to Lapis and Amethyst idly chattering about makeup and clothes. Lapis commented that it had been awhile since she bought anything new and nice for herself, and Amethyst was delighted to offer to help her shop at the mall later. Peridot considered the fact that they needed a new pair of shoes and chimed in, agreeing that after breakfast they would all go out shopping.
Peridot filled three mugs with piping hot coffee and Amethyst made breakfast burritos, explaining that while she and Lapis went out shopping for hair dye, they had gotten groceries as well.
A warm meal. A hot cup of coffee cradled in their hands. Peridot and the two women ate and talked and laughter bounced off the walls of the kitchen. The house had never felt warmer and Peridot thought that so much had changed in just a few months. As Amethyst took their hand and they followed Lapis out the door, they looked forward to what would happen next.