Pearl Outfit Steven Universe Novels & Stories

“If you don’t win Ball Star, the universe is broken.” My lips curved, not fully a smile, but the start of one. I stepped closer to the mirror and ran my hand over the suit’s lapel. That’s when Alex frowned. “Wait,” he said, narrowing his eyes and walking toward me. “No, no, no… dammit!” I blinked. “What?” He leaned in, pointing toward my right sleeve. “Three pearls are missing. Here,” he gestured to the empty spaces among the decorative pattern. “They’re supposed to form a crescent. Without them, it just looks… unbalanced.”

Five years - a time when we thought we lost each other, but now I have become his bride. Steven stood in front of the Vicar, waiting for me. Today he wears a mysterious black suit that accentuates his tall figure, with a crimson tulip on his chest. The neatly combed hair revealed a high forehead and beautiful eyes that bewildered many girls here. Steven still thinks that I am Zelda, so his face is clearly worried, his thick eyebrows furrowed, but that still doesn't detract from his good looks and handsome face. He looks like a handsome prince, and I'm the princess he's paired with. Steven is such a charming and perfect man; that's why Sharmaine and Calliope always look for ways to rob my man

Although Pearl said so, her steps were hesitant. She walked for several minutes but still did not reach the door. “Is there anything else?” Ruth asked. Pearl did not turn around, so she did not see Ruth’s impatient expression. Her eyes were fixed on a pink dress nearby. It was from Dio’s new collection. It was limited to ten pieces and pre-ordered before it was released, so she did not manage to buy it. “I think that dress fits my temperament very well!”

Arianna asked, a brow lifted, head cocked to the side, her right hand which was revealed by the thin strapped red blouse she had on rubbing on the furniture as she tapped her index finger on it. “Nothing really, except your companionship,” I grinned at her as I approached and noted her blouse had a huge bow at the front, shaped to cover each boob and she was wearing blue slacks. “Nice attire.” “Thank you,” she beamed, closing the MacBook which was opened to her right, her eyes happy as she leaned back in her chair, in a sign that silently screamed, you have my full attention. “Steven got it for me the previous week.” “Oooh,” I let out, taken aback but still happy for her. I still hadn't told

He stood before the sink, gazing at his reflection as he washed the crumbs off his hands. Afterward, Steven did not mind freeing his body from all the clothes he had on. Unfastening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt, Steven begins to get rid of his clothes one at a time until he is left wearing only a black boxer. He felt comfortable as he gazed at his shirtless six-pack abs body reflection in the mirror before walking out.

“Calling Daddy while you fucked that pretty little pussy with your fingers.” Shame twisted in my stomach, sharp and hot, but it only made me wetter. I pressed my thighs together, trying to hide it, but it was useless. He’d already seen everything. Steven reached down and unbuckled his tool belt letting it drop with a heavy thud. The sound made me jump. Then he pulled his white T-shirt over his head, his broad chest, muscled from years of real work, dark hair trailing down his stomach and disappearing into his jeans. My mouth went dry.

But he knew when she made up her mind, there was no swaying her. He looked at the staff. "Take good care of Bella." They traded glances, unimpressed by his little show, and nodded. Just then, Ada stepped up and reached for Steven's collar. "Your collar's crooked. Let me fix it." Without even thinking, he bent his head for her. That tiny, thoughtless move cut deeper than anything else. The staff sucked in a quiet gasp, eyes darting to Bella, afraid to even breathe. Steven caught himself too late. He jerked back, forced a polite distance, and muttered thanks.

she said softly. "Is everything ready?" I asked, praying and hoping. Lala's eyes narrowed slightly. "Yes its done. Are you really going?" she asked. I smiled reassuringly. "Yes, I am." I took the dress from Lala and headed to the hospital room to get ready. After a quick shower, I left and made my way to the hotel room. I poured myself a glass of water and waited. Steven walked in, looking older than I remembered. For the first time, I saw him in casual clothes, this was a contrast from his usual tailored suits. Steven loved to appear put together. Something about him seemed off.

"I remember you told me you feel like coming here today, and I'm in a good mood today, so I thought I'd come with you." Kate smiled. "What made your day?" "I got the business." Steven smiled and poked Kate's head. "Then, in celebration of you getting the business, it's on me today!" chirped Kate as she strode to the counter. Steven curled his lips into a smile while he stood still, watching Kate. He then turned and sat on a sofa beside him. As he did, he saw a small pendant made out of an abalone shell on the sofa. It looked like it had fallen off a keychain.