>Greg continued gently washing Pearl, the two exchanging an affectionate glance every now and then.
>"Aw, dude, remember that time you used Peridot like a fleshlight?" Amythest meanwhile sat on the counter and idly swung her feet as she eagerly recounted more of his sexual conquests like some sort of erotic bard.
>"Oh Jesus, Amythest, it wasn't that bad."
>"No, no, Pearl, it was craaazy! We were supposed to have this whole threesome- y'know, us both bein' pretty short, we figured divide and conquer- but Peridot kept losing her footing on the bed and just about falling off. So Greg just goes 'fuggit,' picks her up and starts ramming her down on his dick!"
>"I was plenty gentle."
>"Pfft, yeah for about five seconds. She loved it, dude- you're the reason she stopped being so weird about fusion, y'know."
>Plenty of storied followed, each getting Pearl just a bit more riled up than the last.
>By the time the last of the suds had vanished down the drain, Pearl was wet for an entirely different reason.
>Toweling off was quite the affair. Pearl's lust-ladden body seemed to respond to even the slightest touch with shudders, much to Amythest's continued amusement.
>"Geez, Greg, what'd you do to this poor girl? She's gonna soak through her pj's at this rate~"
>The attention on her naked form felt embarassing and absolutely thrilling all at once.
>Greg quickly took note of the renewed scent of Pearl's excitement, chuckling along with Amythest.
>"Suppose there's no sense getting her dressed yet if she's just gonna wet herself again."
>Amythest followed his lead with a grin.
>"Yeah, yeah, definitely can't have that, can we? Well, we've got some time before Garnet gets back from the gym. Maybe we oughta' take care of this little problem, huh~?"
>The question was asked of Greg but was directed rhetorically at pearl, setting her cheeks on fire.
>Without awaiting a response, Amythest took hold of Pearl's hand and led her to the living room, followed closely by Greg.
