A/N Because I am now officially on summer vacation, I have a bit more time on my hands than I did a few months earlier. So then, in effect, the plot bunnies have now begun to attack me viciously. So then again, in effect, came this.

This will basically be a compilation of all the different scenarios I can think of that concern Steven and Flannery. (Commonly known as Candlestick Shipping). If this pairing offends you in anyway, please click the back button up at the top of your browser now. I will not answer to whiners/complainers/brats in general. Updates will be spontaneous, meaning I'll post chapters whenever I get attacked by a plot bunny. Each chapter is its own little short story. They won't be connected unless I say they are. Some of the stories will be very short, some will be very long. Some stories might be tragic, some stories might be hilarious. Some stories will be rated M, some stories will be rated T, and some might be rated K.

Either way, this is all for the amusement of myself and hopefully to those few Candlestick shippers on this site.

No, I do not take requests.

Step 1

Title: Nothing like Steel

Rating: T - M (Mild/implied sexual themes)

Genre: Romance

Summary: Steven was nothing like cold hard steel. He was warm and inviting, like a gentle fire that embraced her lovingly.

They had not known each other for more than a few months, must less dated for only a few weeks. Even so, they grew quickly on each other and found no hesitation when showing their affection for one another.

It was raining rather hard. Both Flannery and Steven found themselves to be soaked to the bone as they feverishly held onto one another. She tangled her fingers in his messy silver hair as he kissed her deeply. They only pulled away for the necessity of air before they embraced each other again.

Flannery was indeed surprised at how Steven, who was usually calm and gentle, could be so aggressive when it came to passion. She giggled softly when he had pulled away. The rain was coming down in sheets as she brushed away some of his silvery locks from his face and kissed his forehead gently. Steven blushed softly at this sudden innocent act. Flannery giggled again. Indeed, he was still adorable.

Steven shrugged off his black blazer and let it fall down to the wet grassy ground behind him. He grabbed the young red head and pinned her against the wall of her own gym. Flannery shuddered when he leant down and started to nibble at the skin on her neck. Occasionally she'd feel a rough bite here and there, but it was always quickly followed by a tender lick of his tongue or a kiss. As he continued to nip away at her neck, she dragged her blunt nails down his neck and began to loosen the red cravat.

Once her anxious hands managed to get the red cloth loosened, Steven did the rest as he pulled on one side and let it slide out from underneath his dress shirt collar. When it joined his discarded blazer on the ground, he wrapped his arms around Flannery's slim waist. He stared into her magenta colored eyes and she looked back with a half-lidded gaze. Even though gray was considered a dull color, Flannery thought that Steven's eyes were nothing of the sort. They seemed to shine and gleam all by themselves even without any light.

Gently, Flannery reached out and cupped his face. Steven closed his eyes and stood there in front of her, supporting himself by placing his hands on either side of her head on the wall behind her. He let her play with his silver hair and kiss him very lightly on his lips. She felt a blush creep up to her cheeks when she continued to look at him. He looked handsome and perfect to her in every way. Flannery leant up one last time to place a soft kiss on his lips before wrapping her arms around his neck.

Steven opened up his eyes and slowly went down to kiss her again. She was getting him addicted. He relished the way her lips felt against his, the way her beautiful body fit perfectly against him as he held her, and how she would respond to his actions so passionately. He couldn't help but smile. She was indeed, very much like a burning wildfire.

He took his hands off the wall and wrapped them around her lithe body tightly. She gasped softly as they continued to kiss. Her mind was in a whirl. Her vision grew blurry even though she had blinked away the rainwater that had gathered on her eyelashes. Flannery let her hands go to work again, this time on the buttons holding Steven's dress shirt closed.

When they finally pulled away, both of them panted heavily to get their share of oxygen. Steven tightened his hold around Flannery, catching her in an inescapable embrace. Flannery felt her eyelids flutter to a close as she let her head rest on his bare chest. She listened to his swift heartbeat as they stood there silently in the rain. She wanted to stay there in his warm embrace forever. When he began to gently rub the top of her head, she snuggled into him even more.

He was nothing like steel. He wasn't cold even with the rain coming down on them. In fact, she thought he was rather warm and inviting, just like a gentle fire.

Flannery looked up at him and smiled. She whispered the words, "I love you," to him.

Even though Steven couldn't hear it because of the rain, he knew what she had said to him. He smiled back at her and whispered, "I love you too."

A/N I might post another "shortie" soon.

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