This was a remake of my incomplete story from way back when, "Descendants Of A Half-Gem". This is a prequel to my story Gem Children, in which this will tell of Steven and Connie during Connie's three pregnancies to the Gem Children. Enjoy!

Update-2/6/2017: A little change was made to this chapter.

Characters created by: Rebecca Sugar

Chapter 1: The Talk

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Universe Residence

It was quiet in the Universe Residence. Then, the front door opened, revealing Steven and Connie, with Connie holding Rose's sword. Both were laughing.

"That was an epic mission!" said Steven.

Connie replied.

"Yeah! Nice job throwing your shield like a boomerang to hit all those goo monsters at once!"

"And nice job dodging their acid attacks!"

The two laughed again.

Steven and Connie had been married for four years now. Steven was 28, and Connie was 26. The two were happy together. Life was great for the two.

The two walked into their room, with Connie putting Rose's sword in her scabbard, and placing it in the closet. Steven went into the bathroom to wash off the goo on his hands. Connie picked up the remote and turned on the television. The television turned on to show a commercial for baby diapers. The baby on the commercial was walking around in the product diapers, smiling. Connie looked back at Steven.

"Steven?"

Steven walked in.

"Yeah?"

Connie hesitated to speak.

"... I- I've been thinking.. What do you think of us having a child?"

Steven was surprised.

"Uh- A- A.. baby…?"

Connie nodded. Steven was a bit conflicted mentally about the subject.

"Well, I don't know. I mean, do you even think I'm able to impregnate you? A Half-Gem impregnating a human?"

"Even you don't know what your being allows. But Rose becoming impregnated to have you is the second closest thing to you impregnating ME. But, do you even really want a child right now? Do you think you're ready? It's your choice, really."

Steven answered Connie's question with another question.

"Do YOU think you're ready?"

"Yes."

Steven thought. He did think about having children, and how much he would love to raise them, and thinking of how he would be the coolest dad ever.

He looked to Connie and smiled.

"I think I'm ready."

Connie smiled back. She waited a few seconds, and noticed Steven did nothing.

"Well?"

Steven broke his smile and looked confused.

"Well.. what?"

"Aren't you going to take your clothes off?"

Steven started sweating. He hesitated.

"Oh, uh- Uh… Yeah…"

Connie's P.O.V.

He forgot about taking off his clothes? He still thinks like a child sometimes. Even at 28, sex is still a very touchy subject for him. He starts by taking off his sandals. He's muttering something, but I can't make it out. He's sweating as if he was stranded in a desert. I'm worried. Am I stressing him? I decide to speak.

"Steven.. Am I pressuring you?"

He turns his head to me.

"Oh, no no, I just need.. time to.. do this, you know?"

Once he took of his sandals, he then took off his pink jacket. He put his hands on the bottom of his red yellow star shirt. He hesitated. He slowly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular build. He had been working out after I left for College. When I came back, he had become much taller than me, and was strong, and… a hunk. He still works out now.

He was now moving on to his pants and underwear. Now he was sweating a waterfall. He took much longer for this than any other. He slowly took them off, fully naked. He was gazing at me, looking uncomfortable.

Steven's P.O.V.

That was the most uncomfortable thing in my life, to take off my clothes in front of someone, even if it is my wife. I'm still the child I once was in my head.

Now it was Connie's turn. She took off her sandals. She was taking off her clothes much faster than I was. Then she moved on to her shirt. She unbuttoned it and laid it on the floor. Her bra was now visible. She then took off her bra, exposing her breasts. I could not help but stare. There's still that adult part of my mind. While staring, I noticed her lay the bra on the floor with her shirt.

She then moved on to her jeans, and then her panties. She was now fully naked. We looked at each other and our naked bodies. We both said nothing, as this time I knew what to do. We both got into the bed.

Connie's P.O.V.

Me and Steven got into bed. I pull up the covers and look at Steven. Both of our eyes are locked in a long stare. I know I'm ready, I hope he truly is too. I put my hands on him and feel his abs. He smiles at me. I then feel his pecs. I'm thinking to myself how much his body had changed. I'll admit, when he was a kid, he was pretty overweight. I don't tell him that, as I don't want to offend him, though I think he already knows, since he is now bent on keeping himself fit. He has impressed me. I feel as though he did it for me. He watches how he eats, not eating too much junk food. All for me.

I lean in closer to him, close my eyes, and press my lips against his. While I'm kissing him, I put my hands on his cheeks, while he puts his arms around my waist. We kiss for a few seconds, and then open our eyes and depart our lips. We both smile.

Now I get on top of him, our hands interlock as we begin. I can feel it, inside of me, as he makes the first move. It sends a pain in my body. I grit my teeth a little. I look at Steven, and he is sweating. I guess this feels alien to him. I've never felt this before. I know it'll repeat. He does it again, the pain is a little sharper now. I try to keep a calm face, not wanting to worry Steven. He cares about my well-being, even if this is a part of life. I love him for that. He'd never want to hurt me on purpose. But this is necessary. Besides, this'll be forgiven with a miracle, hopefully.

After a few minutes, I'm sweating, and in serious pain. He sees my uncomfortable mood. He's showing worry. I feel like screaming, but I don't want to worry him. Another. Another. Another! This is painful. I start to moan, it's audible enough for him to realize he's causing me pain. He looks up at me as I'm on top of him, and speaks to me with a soft voice.

"Connie, are you okay?"

I hesitate.

"Ye- Yes, honey… I'm fine…"

He still looks worried. He goes inside of me again, and I moan even louder now. He looks back up at me and speaks again.

"Okay, you're obviously not fine. Should we just stop?"

"No, no! I'm fine, really. Keep going."

He shakes his head in disagreement.

"No, Connie, I'm hurting you. I don't want to hurt you any more."

I try to defend my point.

"No, we shouldn't stop. This is part of sex, there will be some pain."

"But you said this is enough to get you pregnant, right?"

I try to think of a reply. I can't think of any response. I take a deep breath and speak once again.

"Alright, we can stop, if that's what you want."

I rise up a bit too fast, causing sharp pains. Since I'm no longer playing the lie game, I decide to let out my scream.

"Ah!"

I close my eyes and breathe heavily. I fall on my back next to Steven, and slowly turn my head to him.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. This is part of making love."

"I know, it's just, you looked like you were really in pain."

"Don't worry about it, alright?"

He yawned and closed his eyes.

"Today has really exhausted me."

"I guess we both need sleep." I said.

I flicked the lamp switch, leaving the room dark. We both pulled up the covers. Steven spoke as he closed his eyes.

"Good night. I love you."

I close my eyes as well and say back to him.

"I love you too…"