Domestic Polycule AU

Pluto and Connie: Dynamic Check

There was something in the way that she moved.

The way her hips swung. The way her fingers brushed over his cheek as she walked by and he turned his head to watch. The way her lips curled into a beautiful smile.

He focused and she slowed enough that he could grab her into his arms. "Mine."

She took a shaky, deep breath and leaned back against him. "Yours."

Pluto groaned softly. Her voice did insane things to his mind. "My Connie, look what I learned to do."

She felt the tug in her mind and submitted instantly. Her vision shifted so much she could feel her pupils dilate bigger.

The fridge simply moved from one side of the kitchen to the other. Not sliding, but it was like he had inverted just that spot and now the fridge was next to the bonsai the polycule had grown.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest. She hadn't the foggiest idea how that power could possibly connect to Steven's. Could it be Adam's talent for hypnosis and mind fucks? "You're so powerful. Telekinesis?"

Pluto shook his head, kissing up her neck. "No. Illusion. Steven and Adam have chaotic minds, but they're like oil and vinegar. They don't mix. When they become me, Steven's gem goes on the fritz kind of like an unstable fusion and corrupted gem would. Steven's never really tried out any of his powers as a mo— corrupted, Steven— But I'd imagine maybe it would have different versions of his powers when he's in control. This works similarly." He paused and she felt him licking his lips to taste the remnant of her skin on them. "At least that's my theory."

"Smart boys are so hot." Connie turned around to face him and breathed in the smell of his cologne. It was distinctly flowery, but held that deeply delicious musk 90% of colognes failed to provide. "I missed you. It's strange that I can take two of my boys and make new ones now."

He smiled down at her and murmured against her lips, "Your biggest fantasy and your worst nightmare in one." The giggle couldn't be helped when she rolled her eyes.

She closed the distance and hummed when he pushed for clearance to her tongue immediately. This fusion had a minor obsession with her, and frankly it went both ways. Something about him... the way he... like...

Connie just couldn't describe it.

Pluto deepened the kiss and grabbed her ass, pulling her against him less than politely. "And what do you think you're going to accomplish with that where we eat our food?" She teased.

Pluto chuckled. "Whatever I'd like." His humor dropped and he brushed a thumb over her cheek. "If I didn't have so much work to do. I've got songs to filter and remix and– Oh come on, don't look at me like that, dear."

Connie crossed her arms and pouted. "Whatever. I'm gonna go eat my feelings. I'll live."

She turned around to stomp off and startled. He was in front of her again, fidgeting with his ring and scowling deeply. His violet eyes froze her in place as he stalked a bit closer to peer down at her. "None of that, Connie. Would you like to come with me instead of being manipulative?"

And that's why they loved Pluto so
much. He was honest about how he felt, what he thought, and he always had solutions. Adam's Daddy Dom and Steven's Messiah Complex actually worked really well together. Despite being way edgier than even Adam, he seemed to decide the edgiest thing he could possibly do is be so blunt you could smoke him. He took criticism by changing the very way he moved, arguing with him was like arguing with a brick wall. Arguments didn't ever end the fusion because of turmoil like it did the others at times. They still struggled to un-fuse on purpose especially, it took meditation and making sure every loose end was tied up because Pluto was a chronic perfectionist that would not unexist at random.