One Week Later

Connie took a deep breath before answering the doorbell, smoothed down her dress with her hand. It wasn't /fancy/ fancy, but it was nice. She felt like that was important, tonight. She opened the door and at once a smiling, well-dressed Steven pressed a bouquet of flowers into her hands. "Hi," he said, blushing sweetly. She gave the flowers a polite inhale and ushered him inside.

"Hey," she said, and kissed him on the cheek. "Did you bring it?"

"Oh!" his cheeks turned pink, "I… thought we were gonna eat first, but-" he reached into his pocket, and she couldn't help herself; she just cracked up.

"I meant-" she gasped for air - "I meant the pizza coupon you said you had."

"Oh!" Steven's face turned absolutely crimson as she choked with laughter. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she said, hugging him tight. "I'm just... I'm just nervous."

"You still want to, don't-" Steven caught himself; didn't want to phrase it that way, didn't want to sound like he was pressuring her. "Do you still want to?"

"Oh, Steven, of course! I haven't been able to think about anything else all week!" She took her hand and lead him to the kitchen table so they could sit. "It's just butterflies in my stomach." Butterflies in other places too, she thought but didn't say.
"I… I did bring it." He reached into his other pocket and brought out a crumpled piece of paper.

"It should be here any time." A moment passed, neither of them knew what to say, so they started kissing. It felt like the right thing to do. They were starting to feel heated when the doorbell rang.

"I'll be right back," whispered Connie huskily, grabbing the coupon.
The delivery girl gave Connie a knowing look as she paid for the pizza. It might not have been a fancy-fancy dress but it definitely wasn't something a girl would wear for a night bingeing movies and pizza alone.

When she came back, she noticed with surprise that Steven had set a couple of candles on the table on little plates; he must have had them in his jacket.

"I know it's not much," he said shyly, "but I thought it'd make things more romantic."

"It's perfect." Inside she thought the cardboard pizza box sort of clashed with the romantic mood, but he was trying so hard. He always tried, no matter how dopey it might make him look. It was one of the things she found so charming in him. Connie found a smile coming to her face as she watched him eat. His face had grown out a little bit but he still had a lot of roundness to him. He'd finally gotten taller than her, which was sort of nice. It made her feel a special kind of safe when they hugged. And soon they'd be doing a lot more than that.

"Connie?"

"Hm?"

"You're eating really fast."

Connie swallowed, grinned. "No I'm not." She very deliberately took another huge bite, chewed and swallowed quickly. "Maybe you're just eating slow."

Steven mockingly took a slow-motion bite, and they laughed. They finished their slices and looked at the remainder of the pizza.

"You know..." Steven said thoughtfully, "I wouldn't hate it if the pizza got cold while we did something else."

"That's basically what I was thinking," Connie agreed. "Let's get to the bedroom." She took his hand.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah." He kissed the back of her hand, but pulled away right when they got to the door. "Actually could you wait here just a minute?"

"Outside?"

"Just for a minute."

She raised her eyebrows, but stepped aside. He quickly shut the door behind him, and she heard him moving around. A clinking sound.

"Okay, you can come in now."
She went into her room, not really knowing what to expect. Steven had apparently brought a couple more little candles with him and put them on her dresser and shelves.

"Do you like them?"

"They're perfect. Though I want to leave the lights on. I want to see all of you." They pulled each other into a kiss, and she reached up to unbutton his shirt. With every button that came free, she kissed his more exposed chest. Soon it crumpled to the floor and her mouth was on his nipples, making him moan. "We can be as loud as we want," she whispered in his ear. Together they lifted her dress up and off and he gazed at her, starry-eyed. He could see she was already damp through her panties, and found her nipples hard and eager through her bra.. Both of them were torn between wanting to go faster, hurdle to the main event, and the desire to make every moment last as long and deliciously as possible. As his fingers went to unfasten her bra, she was working on his pants.

"Oh, Steven," she said, gently caressing his bulge. "This looks uncomfortable. Why don't we let it out?"

Wordlessly, he nodded, and she bit her lip as she pulled down his garments and watched him spring free from his underwear. All of that was going to go /inside/ her. She felt her most private muscles clenching in anticipation. She wanted that so, so much. Shivering with anticipation, she ran her fingers along his shaft and gave the tip a little kiss.

"I'd like to look at you too."

"Of course." Connie lay back on her bed, legs spread wide, offering herself to him. "Go right ahead." Steven's shaking fingers pulled her panties off, and he looked between her legs with wonder. She was so wet. His fingers traced the outside of her lips, gently at first, and he looked at her for approval. Silently, she nodded, thinking he would put a finger in her, but to her surprise he leaned forward and kissed her vulva, about where her clitoris was. She squealed and dug her fingers into his curly hair as he tasted her, experimented with his lips and tongue.

"Was that good?" he asked, minutes later.

"Mm-hmm," she sighed, sitting up. "But I'm ready for this." Her hand went to his groin and she squeezed gently, making him gasp.

"Um.." he nodded at his pants on the floor, and hurriedly extracted a pair of condoms from a pocket. With shaking fingers he tore one open, and she took it from him.

"Here. Let me…" As she unrolled it on him, she thought it looked funny.

"Is it supposed to be that loose?"

"I don't... really know." Steven had to admit. "Hold on a second." Connie went to the bottom drawer of her dresser and moved a couple things aside to reveal a couple small boxes of condoms. "I got a couple different sizes."

"They come in different sizes?" Steven had not been aware of that.

"So do boys, right?" Steven shrugged; he didn't really know much about other boys either. "Mom was very thorough explaining this stuff." He'd softened a bit from the distraction, but with a little attention he was back at full swell and the new condom fit much better.

"There we go." She gazed appreciatively at his wrapped member. It was still plenty big enough to look enticing; for the thought of it inside her to fill her with an electric thrill.

She lay back on her bed, bringing him on top of her.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Whenever you are."

"Right here?"

"Yes, just like that. Oh!" Connie inhaled sharply as Steven made his very first gentle, tentative thrust into her.

"Are you okay?"

"Keep... keep going." She felt herself stretching to take him. She'd expected it to hurt, she'd read that it would, but it actually didn't. It was different and new, her body wasn't used to it yet, but it felt right, like coming home. She bent her legs around him, encouraging him deeper. "I want all of you."
In another moment Steven was there, as deep in her as he could be. Connie felt her breasts pressing against his chest; the gem on his belly pushing on her skin, his penis filling her, stretching her, and she felt as close to him as fusion.

Steven felt just the same, pressed together tightly with her warmth, her body gripping him with liquid heat. They lay together, holding each other for a moment.

"It's amazing," Steven breathed. "So hot and tight," He tried an experimental thrust, and she squealed and pressed him closer.

"Do that more. You feel so wonderful inside me."

"What's it like?"

"It's... full and warm and..." she didn't really know how to explain it to him, so she gave up: their lips met, tongues mingled. Steven was eager but gentle, at first, trying to make slow, controlled thrusts. After a couple minutes of that Connie pressed her hips upward, taking him fully and holding him there.
"Steven," she said fiercely in his ear. "Don't hold back. Faster. Harder."
Surprised, Steven picked up the pace and Connie felt herself losing control. The feel of him sliding in and out of her was just too much; his pelvis grinding against her center; his lips on her neck and the way he whispered "I love you" between ecstatic gasps made her climax rise.

"Steven! I'm... I'm going to come! Keep going keep going-"

There was no need to tell him twice. Steven was holding his girlfriend as tightly as he'd ever held anything; his frantic pace was completely instinct-driven now and the way she was squeezing him meant his own climax was imminent. He sank into her completely, mouth on hers, tongues wrestling, and they came together in a white glow of joyous sensation and love.

Stevonnie didn't even realize they existed for several moments. They sat up, startled, looking down at themself, naked and covered in sweat and other juices. It took them longer than they expected to unfuse; their head was still swimming with blissful emotion, but then they saw that the condom had slipped off and some of its contents had leaked over them. With an anxious gasp, they unfused. Connie raced to the bathroom, hurriedly began to clean herself. Steven followed her worriedly.

"Connie? Is it..."

"I… I don't know. I don't know if any got inside or…" her voice shook just a little. "What happens to that stuff when we fuse?"

"I don't know either. I'm sorry. I don't even know why it happened." Steven looked like he was about to cry.

Connie took a deep breath to calm herself. "I guess it's... close enough to dancing." Seeing his face, she gave him a hug. "Listen, it isn't your fault. It was an accident. And..." she did a little math in her head.

"Even if it did, I think it's a pretty safe day for me. But I'd better find another kind of protection for next time."

"Next time?"

"Of course." She kissed his cheek. "Steven, that was wonderful!You were... it was the best first time I could ever have wanted, and I bet the next time will be even better." She'd done all she could; they went back to the bed. Holding each other, they soon drifted to sleep.