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Peridot sighed, frowning as she reached up with an over-tired arm to wipe the sweat from her brow again.
Meep morps?
They were hard work.
Really hard work.
She was dirty, covered in paint, grease and whatever else went into her creation efforts. But it was rewarding; this one wasn't finished, but as she stepped back to admire it, it was already obvious that it was starting to come together. She and Lapis may be the only ones to truly understand it, but that didn't matter - she knew she'd be satisfied with the final result.
That, of course, was a concern for tomorrow. Her body ached, and she could tell her mind was starting to go too - the precision required for such exacting work was taking its toll, as it always did.
What she needed was rest.
That was a foreign concept to her, until a few years ago. Homeworld's work schedules ensured that each Peridot operated at her optimum efficiency for the duration of their effective lives - from the moment they were born, and on into eternity, or so they said.
A free-form, creative workflow such as what was required here was well outside her optimum effective range - but that was what made it so exciting, so thrilling! And 'rest', as she'd come to know it, had its own perks too.
“Pah…”
Peridot couldn't help but smirk. Thinking about how she'd spend her energy always seemed to tap into a different reserve of energy - one that she'd only discovered after coming to Earth.
One of the best ways to put herself in the mood to relax was to draw a clear line between 'work' and 'rest'; it seems obvious to the outside observer, but it had hardly come naturally to Peridot. Lapis had to drag her away - literally - at first. But after the first few times, she'd gotten the hang of it.
With a quick look around the barn, Peridot confirmed that her 'mate' was present - the pair of blue legs dangling idly off the edge of the loft were evidence enough - and then began to strip.
The state of nakedness - or perhaps the act of becoming naked - was something the two of them had zeroed in on almost immediately. For Lapis, spending time with others was work, or so she said, and whenever she did spend time with the Crystal Gems or visit Little Homeworld she seemed to tire out quickly. However, here in the barn, with 'her' Peridot, she was able to relax. Peridot knew that if only she could see through the thick timber of the loft's floor, she'd be able to admire a truly beautiful sight.
To Peridot, spending time with others was not so difficult. She hadn't spent a millennia trapped alone, after all - for all her two hundred years 'till now she'd been surrounded by other gems almost constantly.
No, her work was less clearly defined - she'd just finished 'work' for the day, but if she'd been tasked with repairing a piece of broken Gem tech, she'd struggle to say that she felt the same way she did now.
But that didn't matter. Her gut told her when she should be clothed, and when she should be naked.
And right now it screamed to be free of her jumpsuit.
She slipped out of it easily enough - it stuck a little to her sweat-drenched skin, and her always-racing mind had gotten ahead of itself and her hardening nipples stung a little as she peeled the cloth away, exposing them to the cool Autumn air that flowed through the barn. But it was no obstacle to her completing her goal, and within a minute she was standing proudly in the buff.
Now, all that she had to do…
“Oh, Lapis~”
…was send out a signal.
Almost as soon as the first syllable left her lips, Lapis's legs disappeared from view, and a loud rustling could be heard. It was almost comical, though Peridot would never laugh - she was too enamoured by how Lapis acted around her to critique it; What were the odds that she'd ever find another gem who'd sit and listen for the sounds of her work to stop, just so she could pounce on her as soon as possible?
And that was what she did, of course. By the time she'd finished sounding out Lapis's name in that sing-song tone, her eyes caught the briefest blur of blue skin and water wings before she was practically barrelled over, the two of them tumbling together until they crashed into one of the barn's support beams and came to rest in a tangle on the dirt floor.
Okay, so today's pouncing was a little more pronounced than usual.
Peridot shook her head, clearing the stars that seemed to circle around her vision as she came back to her senses. Lapis's heavy, hot breathing was the first thing that reached her - she was practically panting, the air flowing over Peridot's shoulder as the blue gem clung close to her.
“Peri…”
It was more like a growl than anything else. Peridot couldn't help but blush as she felt Lapis's grip tighten on her as she spoke, the blue gem's hand squeezing her breast and forcing a gasp from her in response.
The concept of 'rest' and 'relaxation' all but vanished from her mind. Whenever Lapis got like this, she knew she was bound to wake up the next morning feeling just as, if not more sore and worn out.
Sorry, my dear creation. I suppose you'll have to wait another day.
She could only offer her apologies in the form of prayer.
One of the privileges that Lapis enjoyed over Peridot was the ability to shapeshift. Peridot could change her form - if she regenerated. Doing so at will was something that still eluded her, and potentially always would. Her lack of elasticity had been a problem at first - that first time she'd 'rested' with Lapis had been uncomfortable, until they'd tried using her mouth - but now that she had really dialled in her settings, it was no obstacle, as long as her partner respected her limits.
Lapis, of course, was not one to be easily bound by limits. The range and variety of things that she wanted to try rivalled the list of ideas the two of them had brainstormed for Peridot's last three Meep shows - combined. It wasn't just what she wanted to put in her, but how she wanted to do it. Almost every nook and crevice of the barn and surrounding fields and forest had been utilized, and every position - not to mention a seemingly endless variety of durations and intensities.
In a way it was her own way of expressing herself, though not one it was considered polite to share with others.
Tonight, then, could be considered a focus on expression, rather than method.
Peridot grunted, the dust kicked up by their tumbling clinging to her skin as she was unceremoniously handled by the larger, stronger gem. Lapis's dark blue hair shrouded her face, but as Peridot peered back over her shoulder she could make out that glare of hers easily.
Rough.
That was the only thought that crossed her mind before she was jolted by the feeling of the gem's cock brushing against her thigh.
Shapeshifting was a requirement for the traditional method of gem reproduction; that was something she'd known from her previous role, as a somewhat useless bit of trivia; for a gem to be produced the modern way, the ability to shapeshift was entirely unnecessary.
The reasons for this 'design' change were obvious - if you didn't tightly control the two participants, one was likely to get hurt.
She'd come to understand exactly what that meant when she'd first moved in with Lapis. Lucky, then, that she was a Peridot - tough, and built to last.
Lapis was hunched over her now, one hand planted between her shoulderblades, pushing her down into the dirt, and the other… Her breath caught in her throat as she felt that thumb brush up against her labia, then dig in and spread her wide.
Whether she was wet enough, or big enough… When Lapis got like this, it all seemed to go out the window. Peridot was confident in herself, though - now that she'd had a moment to reorient, this was hardly the type of 'rest' she'd object to, productivity be damned.
Lapis wasted no time. Lately she'd been experimenting with Earth animals - Peridot didn't ask where she got her inspiration from exactly - and last night had been the green gem's first introduction to being knotted. Again, she recognized that same shape - the narrow tip and sloped head - pressed up against her.
Not that she was allowed much time to process, though. Lapis had shown her a video or two, and while they'd taken a relaxed pace last night, it was clear that her partner had been dreaming up an entirely different scenario as she spent her day watching TubeTube videos and masturbating in the loft.
With no warning given, Lapis thrust forward.
Two sounds mingled in the air together in that moment - Peridot's pained gasp, and Lapis's guttural moan. Before that melody could be carried away by the breeze, it was immediately followed up by the blue gem pulling out again, reaching about half way before the urge to slam home again overcame her.
By the time of her fourth thrust, Peridot was no longer experiencing even the slightest hint of discomfort, and the sounds their motions made seemed to sync up and meld with one another as the arrhythmic pace Lapis sent picked up steam.
As per usual, Peridot couldn't quite switch off that analytic mind of hers, not at this early stage. She groaned and whimpered, gasping as Lapis's grip shifted and she pulled her up and forced her onto all fours, groping chaotically at her breasts and scratching at her belly - but she was aware of all this, and couldn't help but notice all the details too.
The way she'd shaped her nails to sting, but not quite draw blood. The way she avoided using her thumbs, imitating that dog she'd seen with the human woman. The way her breath rolled over her back - panted, ragged, again an almost-perfect imitation.
And the way she'd decided to test Peridot's limits today.
Again, last night had been her first time experiencing a knot. She had ridden on top of Lapis, the two of them facing each other - a pose they often took when Lapis wanted to see exactly how her latest modifications affected her partner. One of the observations they had noted was how optimized a dog's cock was for breeding - by knotting, a dog could achieve a guarantee that his seed would reach deep enough, and also make sure that his mate did not immediately wander off and find another partner.
Neither was a particular concern for them, of course, but Lapis had quite vocally bemoaned that she hadn't 'gotten it right' when they discovered that the knot she'd created didn't create an adequate 'seal' inside - a frustration only exacerbated by the fact that her 'bitch' had then immediately stood up and freed herself without difficulty, only to wander off and find not another partner, but a notebook to write down their analysis in.
It was clear to her that Lapis had taken those notes to heart. She could feel it already - it was already as big as it had been last night, and Lapis hadn't even ejaculated yet. It bumped up against her with every thrust, threatening to be pushed inside at any moment.
That moment might come soon, too.
Peridot couldn't help but shudder as she felt Lapis put her weight on her. Each thrust rocked her body, sending quakes up and down as she shook with the blows. It was violent, and she was being tasked with supporting it all - the blue gem had well and truly mounted her now, and the finale had to be close, or she would run the risk of collapsing under the assault.
Breathing was difficult. Thinking was difficult. Any concept of control or resistance had long since evaporated. She might not be breedable, but Lapis was going to try her damn best to prove the science wrong tonight - as she always did, but tonight she'd do it by force.
The 'dog' on top of her growled and nipped at her shoulders, aggressively marking her - until suddenly she stopped, and Peridot's eyes shot wide and almost rolled back in her head in response to what happened next; a series of short, sharp thrusts, knot included, triggering her own orgasm a moment before Lapis joined her.
It hurt. But it hurt good. It wasn't easy to make the green gem switch her brain off, but Lapis often managed it.
With a roar, the blue gem forced Peridot back down, mashing her face and chest in the dirt as she pushed herself in as deeply as she possibly could, the growl modulated by little squeaks of pleasure as orgasm wracked her body. Within moments they were tied together - and they both knew immediately that they'd truly managed that feat this time.
Rather than collapsing on top of her, as she often did when they took this position, Lapis still somehow found the wherewithall to keep her role going, despite the fact that she looked just as, if not more exhausted than Peridot did. She turned around, supporting herself on all fours and completing the lock between them, just as she was supposed to. Not a drop of the blue gem's seed managed to seep out, though Peridot's own orgasm had made quite a mess.
Neither of them spoke a word for quite some time. The knot didn't deflate, either. Lapis could control it better than a real dog, after all. She'd tie her mate for as long as she wanted.
By the time they did speak, the sun had already set.
“Wanna go back up to the loft?” Lapis's voice broke the silence, still clearly hoarse from the effort she'd put in before. She'd allowed the knot to deflate just enough now that the still-warm semen had begun to drip out, running down Peridot's thigh and drying in the now-cold air.
“Mhmm…”
Peridot didn't feel like verbalizing. Her body ached even more than before, and craved sleep.
That being said, the feeling of Lapis tugging and popping the still-thick knot out certainly did wake her up, though it also revealed that she'd been half hanging off of it to support her own weight, and she collapsed to the ground with a startled whumpf.
Accepting a helping hand, Peridot couldn't help but blush as she felt the rest of Lapis's load begin to trickle out of her as she stood up on two very shaky legs.
The two smiled, and Lapis bent down to share a kiss with her - then almost immediately stood up and dragged her cock along Peridot's cheek.
“Don't think we're done yet, though. I found some really good stuff today.”
Peridot gulped. With a look back at her work-in-progress, basking silently in the moonlight, she could only offer an addendum to her prayer.
Perhaps two days - Sorry!