Polishing the Pearl

~~ Author's Note: Takes place during the episode Keystone Motel. I'd also like to note that most of the dialogue from the beginning is quoted directly from the episode, and the rules say I need to mention that. Everything that happens after Garnet and Steven leave is original dialogue. I chose that style so the scene would progress naturally from the canonical story.


Steven looked down from his loft as the familiar column of blue light rose from the warp pad, it was Pearl looking quite distressed.
 
“Pearl!” he cried out, running down the stairs to greet her. “Where have you been?”

 “Uh, looking for Peridot. For a few days straight... Steven, I know I might have... disappointed... all of you. I know Garnet is very upset with me, but I'm going to prove to her that she can trust me again!”

 The two turned as the screen door creaked open and Garnet stooped her head to enter. She was rigid and emotionless, more so than usual.

 “Oh! Garnet! I was just looking for Peridot! She's bound to be somewhere, right? Any new ideas?” Pearl smiled nervously with large watery eyes.

 Garnet didn’t respond, still filled with anger over her deception at the communications hub, she continued to walk past her and towards the temple door.

 “I’m sorry.” Pearl squeaked.

 Garnet froze in her steps, but did not turn. She seemed in deep concentration.

 Before any words could be exchanged the screen door once again creaked open. Steven’s father, Greg sported a large smile and held up a pamphlet. “Who wants to go on a road trip?” his question was met with awkward silence, as the gems simply stared at him. “Umm…is this a bad time?”

 Garnet quickly turned and spoke. “No, please continue.”

 “Well, I gotta drive over to the next state; Keystone.”

“You mean the Keystone state?” Pearl queried.

“Right, the state named Keystone. I met a guy on an internet message board who's selling car wash brushes for real cheap! I just gotta meet in Keystone and pick em' up!”

“I don't like those brushes; they feel weird on your fur.” Steven added, referring to his shapeshifting troubles.

“Well, do you like motels?”

“Probably!”

“Think you'd like to stay at a motel with your favorite dad?”

“I don't know if you're my favorite....”

“What? Huh... Oh you kidder! Come here!”

Steven laughed and jumped into his arms. “I can't wait to get room service!”

“You're thinking of a hotel, we're going to a motel. It'll have a pool, and free ice, and it's right next to the best diner in the world!”

“I'm coming too.” Garnet said sternly.

“What?”

Steven gasped. “Even better!

“Hey, Garnet," Greg spoke softly, “I know I'm talking this place up, but... it ain't exactly the Ritz.”

“I'll be the judge of that.”

“Well in that case...road trip!” Greg proceeded out the door with Steven in his arms, with Garnet following quickly in tow.

“Wonderful!” Pearl said hurriedly, “I'll make sure Amethyst knows that-

Pearl trailed off as the door snapped shut behind them, and she was left alone.

 “Fine. Well... Goodbye!” For a long moment Pearl simply stood in silence, and stared at her clasped hands. Regret had consumed her for the entire week ever since she had been found out fixing the communication hub
and blaming Peridot, she had just wanted so badly to form Sardonyx, to feel strong once more. Now she felt terrible and alone. Garnet refused to speak to her, and the felt vulnerable without guidance.
Pearl sniffed and tapped her foot; looking around the room to find something, anything to take her mind off things. She had already cleaned the house twice. The laundry was done, and Steven’s things were neatly put away. Sighing she sat on the sofa beneath the loft and put her face in her hands.

Without looking up she could hear Amethyst’s door open, and felt the cool rush escape temple’s innards.

“Hey, Pierogi…you okay? Where’s Garnet and Steven?” Amethyst wasn’t her normal spunky self. Like everyone else she had become docile in the aftermath of the Sardonyx incident. Still, she had a look of concern and
earnestness in her eyes that Pearl recognized.

“Garnet and Steven went with Greg to Keystone to pick up some brushes.”

“You mean the Keystone state?”

“Right, the state named Keystone.”

“It’s probably for the best.” Amethyst sat on the sofa next to her. Her feet dangled, unable to touch the floor. “It’ll give Garnet time to cool off.”

“Yes...she just…oh, Amethyst, I’m so stupid.” Pearl hid her face again as her eyes began to well up. “I just got so caught up in being Sardonyx. The strength, the security, it was intoxicating, and know I’ve driven a wedge between us all.”

“Woah, don’t be so hard yourself. The last time Garnet and I fused we nearly ended up hurting you and Steven. Sugilite was out of control, but it felt incredible having all that power. Trust me, I know how you felt.” Amethyst gently wrapped her arm around her. “We hardly ever fuse anymore after Rose passed away. We’ve been growing further apart, so when we do have that connection it’s like…it’s like we don’t want to let go.”

“Rose….”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought her up. I know how much you loved her, P. That’s why we gotta work through this. We still have each other.”

“We have Steven too.” Pearl sniffled and whipped her cheek.

“Yeah. We got that crazy little guy too.”

Pearl lifted her head and gave a small smile. “Thank you, why don’t we talk like this more often?”

“Probly because you’re such a dork most of the time.”

“Oh, shush.” Pearl shoved her playfully.

“You know, if you want…we could form Opal.”

“I…I don’t know.”

“Why not? We both want to feel more powerful, and I think it’ll give you peace of mind.”

For a brief moment their eyes locked, and Pearl found herself biting her lip with embarrassment. As always Amethyst’s face was half-obscured by a curtain of off-purple hair. Such asymmetry normally bothered her to no end, but for the moment Pearl found it adorable.

“You okay?” Amethyst asked, curling up her legs.

“I’m fine.”

“You sure?” she gulped .

“Yeah….”

“Hey, can I try something, that I think will make you feel better?”

“What is it?

“Well, it’s something that humans do, I’ve been trying it for the past few months and it always makes me feel really good.” Amethyst tugged on her spandex leggings, pulling them down so that they cupped her butt.

“What are you doing?”

“Just watch.” Amethyst continued until they were around her ankles revealing a puffy purple pussy with a generous tuft of white pubic hair. “You’ve got to shapeshift the right parts, but it feels amazing.”

Pearl raised her eyebrow, and looked on quizzically. “This isn’t just you being weird is it?”

“No,” Amethyst plucked her pubes and began to rub the mound around her clit. “It’s a real thing humans do called masturbation. Some guys behind the Big Donut taught me how to do it. It’s really addicting.”

“Y-you know I’m not one for mindless distractions.” Pearl could not take her eyes off her shiny lips.

“Will you just give it a chance?”

“Fine. How does it work?”

“You just start rubbing, certain areas are more sensitive than others.”

“Like this?” she slid her fingers into her tiny shorts and massaged gently.

“Yeah,” Amethyst was growing flushed as she patted her pubis harder. “You’re not going to take off your shorts?”

“I don’t see why I need to.”

Amethyst closed her eyes, and began to rub faster. She loved showing herself, even to Pearl, and she could feel large blue eyes lock onto her and watch her work. Carefully she spread her lips and inserted two fingers into herself. She began to feel hot and sweat began to form on her brow.
Pearl continued to massage, even cupping her petite breast in one hand, all while Amethyst writhed on the couch and splayed herself further.

“These clothes are getting too hot.” she removed her black tank top, showing off perky round tits, and pressed on unbothered by her nakedness.

 Soon she began to rock along with the movements of her fingertips; letting out a large breath she shook gently, before coming to rest, and opening her eyes once more.
 Pearl’s blush was now full and blue. She felt as though she had witnessed something very private that she wasn’t supposed to. Humans had such odd customs to keep themselves entertained, and Amethyst had always been the first to embrace them. She kept her hand frozen, unmoving under her shorts.

 “I-it’s not working. I think I want to stop doing this now. This doesn’t feel like an appropriate activity.”

 Amethyst rolled her eyes, and crawled over to her lap. “You’re just not doing it right. Like this.” In one swift pull Pearl’s shorts were off and tossed across the room. “You just need some lube.”

 She spit into her hand and slapped Pearl’s pussy with a loud smack. Pearl winced, and grabbed her wrist.
 
 “It’s too much!”

 “Will you just let me do this? You need some stress relief right now.”

 “….Okay.”

 Amethyst parted her legs and eyed Pearl’s tiny porcelain pussy. It was smooth with small butterfly lips. “This thing is adorable.”

 “Can we just get this over with?”

 Amethyst smirked and jabbed her fingers in. Scooting closer she wrapped an arm around her midsection so she could no longer pull away. Strings of clear saliva webbed themselves on the open orifice. Hooking upwards she felt the spongy bubble of her g-spot growing.

 Pearl’s breathing was becoming erratic. “This is…this is….”

 “Amazing?” Amethyst finished.

 “Yes!”

 “You haven’t felt anything yet.” In an instant Amethyst latched onto her clit with her cat-like lips.

 “Aah.”

 Quickly she began to suck and lick the bead, polishing it diligently with her tongue, before snapping it with her teeth and tugging it heartily. A steady hand continued to cradle her on the inside, petting the swelling flesh, and making it grow.

 Pearl leaned back and grabbed the arm of the sofa. She had never felt this hot, rushed feeling before. Was this really how humans spent their time? It was maddening.
She brought a hand to her mouth; furiously biting down on her knuckle; trying desperately to find anything to tame the fever raging in her privates. She became cross eyed, and lulled her head from side to side, watching as Amethyst continued to work. Things were growing blurry, and she felt her gem begin to glow white above her eyes.

“What’s happening?!” She cried out.

“You’re cumming!” Amethyst murmured, before seizing her clit again. The gem on her chest began to glow as well.

Pearl clawed the cushions and let out a shrill whine. Nothing was on her mind now, except the pleasure presented to her.
A small jet of warm liquid fell into Amethyst’s mouth which she gladly accepted. Pearl tasted so good, she felt herself evaporating, and soon everything became a hot white light for the both of them.

Opal opened her eyes and looked down at her long, pale violet frame. No clothes had formed themselves over her and she sat splayed and surprised. Her weight made her sink into the cushions, and the sofa groaned at the new load. With her four slender arms, she righted herself and hit her shins on the coffee table.

“I’m here! We fused. That was, that was incredible!” she paused and looked around the room, everything was considerably smaller. “It doesn’t have to stop now.” she staggered, she was still reeling from Pearl’s
orgasm, and could even taste the juices that Amethyst had worked so hard to receive. “Now we can do things right.”

Opal caressed herself, delicately running her hands over her perfect sumptuous breasts. Relative to her, they were average, but she delighted in them just the same. Her hips were more pronounced and her butt was bigger, and shapelier. She had never felt more sexy than she did now. “Should we use our fingers again?” she asked herself.

“No, no we should find something bigger. But what?”

Looking around the room once more, she saw nothing that could treat her.
“Maybe we could make something?” Opal retrieved Pearl’s spear from her forehead.

It was long, but thin. Summoning Amethyst’s whip from her chest, she quickly wrapped the barbed cord around the shaft. In a small flash of light a large purple dildo with generous raised ridges formed itself.

“Who knew we could do that? Let’s try it out.” The sofa creaked as she laid herself back down.

“We’re too heavy. It’s going to break. Let’s try Steven’s bed. We really shouldn’t, that’s where he sleeps. Come on, you know you want to. It’ll be our secret, okay?”

Opal cleared the loft in one large step, and laid herself on the mattress. Her head pressed against the wall, and her legs hung off it, stretching far enough to touch her feet against the television on the other side. “I’m going to masturbate…in Steven’s bed. So dirty.”

 With her lower set of arms Opal pressed the dildo into herself. It was even bigger than expected, and it filled her completely. With her upper set of arms she cupped her breasts, and began to bounce. With ridges digging into her she grew flushed and teary eyed; the enormous toy chafing into her inner flesh in sweet abrasive splendor.

 “It’s too big.” she flung her head left to right. “Take it! I can take it.”

 The entire shaft was now inside her, thick gruel coated the exterior making it glisten in the sunlight that streamed through the window. Her limbs twisted and she swung her legs in wide arcs, knocking over the television.

 “So good! Unnggh!” She clenched the comforter in her fists, as she released a puddle of transparent liquid over the sheets. Using all four hands she mashed the dildo further and further inside until it disappeared from sight.

 She became still and closed her eyes, finally satisfied as she offered heavy recovering breaths. In a shower of sparkles  the dildo phased out of existence.

 “I feel much better, thank you.” She glanced at the soaked sheets. “These should be washed….”

 Opal disappeared in a puff of smoke, and Pearl and Amethyst lay next to each other in a quiet embrace.

 “Can it wait a little bit? I kind of just want to lay here for a minute.” Amethyst asked.

 Pearl snuggled closer and rested her chin on her mane of white hair. “Sure, thank you for showing me.”

 “Now if you’re stressed you can do it all by yourself.”

 “Oh, I don’t know, I still might need a little help from you.”

 “Anytime.”