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"Uh let's set up some ground rules, and tightness levels and squick terms now. Oh! And a safe word, maybe something with regards to fruit? Some people I know go with that."
"Uh, ok? What did you have in mind, I've set up the straps."
"Err, lime? Or would something with two syllables work better?"
"Yeah probably, lemon?"
"Let's go with that, and terminology that would make you uncomfortable?"
"You pronouns. But that's for all interactions."
"Oh, sorry, I'll remember that. But, uh, I've heard it from...ah-"
"Yeah, but when it's directed at me, I get anxious."
"Understood. Umm, how comfortable with being pushed down, or held, without unnecessary jostling?"
"I'll deal if I get into it."
"Good. Err well, yeah."
"Just wanna top someone, huh?"
"Well yes, that was the agreement. Don't poke fun at my expense. ...or else."
"Or else what?"
"Pets don't talk back."
"Mrow?~"
"Yes, that's it. Has Pearl's kitty been good? Don't snort at me."
"There'sapussyjokeinthere!"
"Wonderful, but neither of us have one so it doesn't apply. Quit laughing!"
"Heh. Mrow~"
"Keep pawing me little kitty, and I'll show what pawing is!"
"Hehe, meow!"
"Lift up those paws! How's that stomach? Be a shame if something were to happen to it~"
"Hah, rown~"
"Getting riled up from my kisses, pussycat?"
"Haha, mrowwww~"
"Has someone been a bad kitty?"
"Nyahahahaha!"
"I might have to punish you!"
The effect was immediate. Peridot tensed every muscle under conscious control, eyes flashing wide and breath catching. Panic quickly set in and Peridot began to struggle in Pearl's grip. Pearl, still on a rising power high, quirked an eyebrow, remaining in the fantasy.
"L-lemons, lemons!" Peridot squealed, tucking knees over chest.
Pearl blinked a few times.
"O-oh! Shuck! Peridot, I'm so sorry! You're ok, frick, uh, I'm not gonna hurt-! Ugh!" Pearl quickly released Peridot's wrists, pulling the now-trembling nerd against her breast. "We're done, no harm is gonna come, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Peridot whimpered.
"It's ok, shh. I'm right here, no need to worry, it'll be all right." Pearl quickly unclicked the harness from around Peridot's chest. She kneaded Peridot's shoulders slowly.
"I'm not gonna harm, it's safe here, shhh." Peridot's panicked breathing continued, albeit slower.
"Peridot, look at me, into my eyes. Come back to me, ok?" Pearl brushed her fingers up Peridot's tear tracks -when had those started?- and rubbed at red-flushed cheeks.
"The here and now. I need my play partner back with me. Come on," the dancer reiterated slowly. Peridot's eyes slowly focused.
"F- I... P-Pearl, don't..." Pearl waited for the rest of the thought, and when it didn't come, she ran her fingers through blond streaks soothingly.
"Don't what?" She asked in her softest voice. Peridot quickly looked down.
"Don't tell anyone," Peridot mumbled.
"Peridot, a panic attack isn't anything to be ashamed of. I've had them, and so have my friends. It's quite common."
"So I'm a common freak."
"No! No way! If anyone's the freak, I am, born with a body that keeps freaking out over nothing..."
"We're in the same boat there."
"Oh, prosthesis, right."
"Not just that. I... I don't know what I am. I'm like, both and neither? I don't know."
"Both... Sexes?"
"...yeah."
"Huh. Well, with as many people as there are on earth, I know... My play partner can't be the only one."
"...eh?!"
"Of course, I bet there are forums that know about stuff like that, maybe transgender forums?"
"But I'm not trans. I don't feel that."
"Couldn't hurt to look. And, Peridot?"
"Hmm?"
"I won't divulge anything without express permission. I'm not that kind of girl. I can keep personal information to myself."
"I... Thanks."
"...was any of my comfort out of line?"
"...no."
"Ah, may... Kiss and make up?"
Peridot grinned.
"Weirdo."
"I'm the best kind of weirdo, thanks very much."
"Hehe, bossy."
"Boss... Butt female dog."
"But I'm the cat~"
Pearl pressed a kiss into Peridpt's mouth to end the conversation.