Steven Universe Nsfw Novels & Stories

Steven watched me with dark, hungry eyes, but he didn’t say a word this time. I took him deeper, inch by inch, my lips wrapping tightly around his girth. The wet sound of my mouth working him filled the kitchen. I moved slowly, savoring the way he responded. Every little twitch, every curse he whispered under his breath fueled me. “You look so damn good like this,” Steven said finally, voice rough. “You like it, don’t you?” I pulled back slightly, just enough to whisper, “Yeah. I like it.” Maybe this didn’t have to go all the way. I could just suck them off, let them cum in my mouth. That didn’t feel like crossing the line. Not really.

“You planned this, remember? Don’t get all possessive now.” Steven’s laugh came out strangled and humorless. “Possessive? I’m not—” He ran a shaky hand through his hair. “Max, we’re done. Stop it. This isn’t happening.” Max raised a brow, “ Are you getting cold feet, Steven?" He blinked, signaling him to play along. Steven shook his head, looking defeated. “Just… please. Leave him alone.” The please gutted me. Something was definitely wrong, very wrong. Max waved a dismissive hand at him. “He’s drunk. Ignore him.”

shes. “Ugh! Tsk! This is heaven, Babe. Boiling, but not hell. It’s so delicious! You’re an angel, babe. You made me fvcking and deeply hard. Now I’m cu.mming for you, babe!” His thrust was so loud that he could push me back on the bed because of the intensity. I just bit my lip so hard that I endured the pain and agony. He filled my tunnel with bad seedlings again. If I had to be ligated at the right age, I would. I don’t like his race and I don’t like him even more.

It was but g and pulsing like it had life in it. I turned sharply to check what was happening behind me and I couldn't fucking believe my eyes! My stepson's cock was out. Big and hard like anything you can think of. My eyes widened. I screamed his name But he remained calm. Unflinching like whatever he was doing was right. “Mom, I just…" he swallowed. "I'm so horny, Mom, I need something around my cock,“ “But I'm your step mom it's not right,” “Please mom,"

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

Despite this, the female cop has already been exposed to him to the point where she has complained about what her boyfriend is doing to her. Steven asked her if he wanted to die, but she adored her boyfriend and begged Steven to spare his life. In his own world, Steven is perceived to be God; he does not want good people to suffer and does not want bad people to suffer. He's dealt with a lot of thugs, but Steven is still painted as the bad guy because no one knows what was involved. I'm curious how many souls he must have destroyed without the assistance of the female cops. The prisoners are now free to approach him at any time, but he prefers to respond when his mind is clear, which is usua

Steven growled, standing in front of her. "I met you just a few days ago! You don't know a shit about my life! You can't blame me!" Thea shouted back, her tears rolling down finally. "That's not an excuse, Thea! Witch or werewolf, doesn't matter! We are all destined to have our mate! You are supposed to wait! Not whore arou-..." Steven could hardly finish his sentence when he felt a hard slap on his face. He was shocked because Kendrick slapped him. "Mind your language, Steven." Kendrick growled.

He looked at Julian, bowing his head slightly in a silent gesture of pure, corporate submission. ​"The transfers are complete, Mr. Vane," Marcus said coldly. "Arthur Vance's legal identity has been successfully dissolved. He no longer exists on the grid." ​I looked from Julian’s terrifying, triumphant smile to my father’s shattered expression of defeat, and then down at the dead terminal. The board hadn't been cleared. The game had just expanded into a global war between the husband who owned my body, the father who had traded my soul, and the lawyer who had sold out both sides for a piece of the empire.

He gestured with his hand, creating a projector like screen in front of them and pulled up a picture of Steven , sitting on the sofa with Jordon. Sebestian stared at the picture of a pitiful looking vampire, silently watching as Allen started pulling picture after picture up of miserable, ill-looking B-Class, describing what he was seeing as he stared at the screen. He forgot about his drink as he watched the gallery of misery roll before his eyes.