Both of You | Part 2 of the Steven Universe Series

Chapter 2

"So you'd be with a girl?"

"Sure. I guess I'd take anyone at this point." George didn't even know what he was thinking.

Rose scooted closer to George and looked down at him. "Hi."

"Hello, Rose."

"Why do you smell like weed?"

"I was smoking at my friends place."

Rose smiled, causing George to smile. "Still want to recreate that kiss?"

"Fuck it." George sat up and held Roses face, pulling it onto his own. The kiss was soft, her lips gently grasped at his, and a quick exchange of the tongue was shared before George took it upon himself to feel the inside of her mouth with his tongue.

Rose wrapped her arms over Georges shoulders and pulled her body onto his, shifting so she was sitting on his lap. George slid his hands down her body until they were on her hips.

The kiss lasted a few more moments before Rose pulled away to take a breath, and George fell backwards onto the bed, her still straddling him.

She giggled. "You okay?"

"Goddamn."

"That felt good."

"Better than freshman year, honestly."

"Your lips are still so soft."

"Yours too." George was still holding Roses hips. He turned his head and saw his phone light up. He grabbed it and checked the notification.

Dream: sorry about earlier, are u ok?

"Who is it?" Rose asked from on top of George.

"Dream." George said as he typed a quick reply and set his phone back down.

George: im fine

"Is everything okay?"

"I don't know at this point." George sat up and scooted back so his back was against the wall. "Do you want to have sex?"

"Oh, I thought you just said you were asexual?"

"And I'm in love with a man, what's your point?"

"Wait, why aren't y'all together?" Rose got butterflies when George gripped her hips, pulling her further up on him, then moved his hands to her waist.

"He doesn't want me, I guess. I'm getting so many mixed signals from him."

"Like what?"

"He gave me his hoodie, he checks up on me, he grabbed my ass. But then he goes and tells me he can't have a relationship and he doesn't like me in that way and he's so mean when other people are around." George liked the feeling of Rose on his lap, her grey sweatpants against his jeans.

"He's a player, you know. He just wants to wake up with you."

"That could be it, and I wouldn't be surprised if he was able to manipulate me into having sex with him. I'd do anything with him, honestly." George felt weird talking about his feelings, it was something he never did. He was so used to just locking it inside, then taking it out on his body in various ways.

"Yeah, you should have more self respect, George."

"How do you know he's a player?" George questioned. "Have you ever actually talked to him or are those just rumors?"

"There was this one time word was leaked that I had a crush on him and so he got my number, said all the right things and when it was all said and done, he just wanted sex."

"With you?" George was surprised, being Dream was shit-talking her in the bathroom.

"Yeah, but I told him no so he got all pissy and now he hates me."

George wasn't sure what to say.

That explains it.

"You shouldn't feel bad for not wanting to slut with him."

Rose shrugged. "Whatever. People use me for my body all the time."

"Are you a virgin?"

Rose scoffed. "No, I just said I'm used all the time."

"Holy shit." The last thing George expected was for Rose to get busy with a bunch of people. "Didn't you say you failed at finding romance?"

"Sex isn't always romantic, George. Sometimes sex is just sex."

George grabbed his phone when it started buzzing, a bunch of messages appearing on the screen.

Dream (12 missed calls)
Dream (48 messages)

"Should I just ignore him?"

Rose gently grabbed Georges phone from him and tossed it on the other side of the bed. "Focus on me."

Georges heart sped when Rose grabbed his hand and placed it on her left breast.

"You like that?"

"Oh God." George groaned under his breath.

I'm about to make a huge mistake.

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George breathed deeply as Rose had her head laying on his chest. "That."

"That was good, you're a virgin?"

"Well not anymore." George played with her hair as they spoke, voices soft.

"It was nice." Rose shifted under the covers, spooning Georges side. "You were gentle."

"I didn't know what the fuck I was doing." George like the feeling of their naked bodies pressed together. He liked the sweat, the euphoria that came with it.

"Could've fooled me, honestly." Roses breathing was slowly deepening, and George knew she was sleepy.

"When's your mom coming back?"

"In a couple hours I think." She said through a yawn.

"Can I shower?"

"After we nap."

"Okay." Georges eyelids were heavy anyways. He felt dirty, like he'd just committed a crime but the pleasure of it all overran the guilt. "You have a pretty body. I think it needs love."

Rose smiled in response. She was happy, with him.

George pulled her closer. His phone was buzzing from the nightstand, Dream desperate to get a hold of him.