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Well, look at that, a new story!

And yes, before you ask, it will contain lotz of smut and funny situations LOL

If any of you (dear readers) were following the story "Blame the Dust!" you might have noticed a note in the final chapter (Revelations) letting you know that I was about to publish a new story, well this is it!

I didn't write this story by myself, it was originally planned as a one-shot and it was written by my dearest friend "araniladin"

And after sharing some ideas of what could've happened, he kindly invited me to Co-Write this story! I feel so glad he did, I'm having such a good time and I really like to share ideas and plots for future chapters.

Give us a chance, leave a rvw and I assure you, y'all will have a great time reading.


Additional Tags:

Smol Dom. Smol Lesbian. wlw. Fightings and fucking. Sexting. Some people just like to watch. Yes this chapter has hating on Jaune!

Warning:

Lotz of smut! Probably... something else (?)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)


Settling the Rage

By: araniladin&LeylazinD

Chapter 1.

By: araniladin

The pink parasol flashed at Yang's head, but she ducked. Her counter attack struck nothing, her opponent, a pink and brown hair girl named Neo spinning to the outside. Another strike, but Yang's blow just hit air. The parasol smacked into her stomach, knocking her back. Yang felt the fire in her grow. Her attacks shot out in lightning succession, but Neo was faster, spinning and dodging just a bit faster.

Yang growled, her reach granted by being almost a foot taller than her opponent being countered by the bitch kicking and using her parasol. Ember Celica absorbs the iron hard strikes from Neo's weapon, but any counterattack Yang put forth was foiled, her fist striking air. Each missed blow grows the rage in her gut, doubt robbing her rational.
The short girl kicked at Yang, and the blonde twisted her hand around, catching her ankle. Twisting her hips, Yang threw the girl, spinning Neo through the air, aiming for some crates against the wall. Neo arrested her spin by slapping the ground with her palms and spiralling around. Turning the throw into a cartwheel, Neo sat on the crate Yang threw her at. The parasol opens, resting on the two toned girl's shoulder as she smiled.

Yang screamed, leaping forward at that smirk. Neo flips backwards over the crate, Yang missing again. She leaps over the crate, inside Yang's reach. Yang's mouth hung open, Neo's hands of her jacket. Looking up at the taller blonde, the brown and pink eyed bitch frowned. It was a split second in a fight of lightning moments, but it stood out. Neo should have jumped over Yang and used her whole body to toss the blonde like a doll, but instead, the small girl pulled on Yang's jacket, and their lips met.
Yang shoots up in her bed, panting. That girl, that fight. Yang shakes her head. That was not what happened. Neo knocked her out, throwing her against the roof the train car, but she did hesitate, didn't she?

Yang jumped out of the top bunk, walking to the bathroom. Splashing water on her face, the blonde girl tried to calm down. Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang frowned. The number of fights she lost was countable on one hand and she remembered each one. She knew why she lost her fights. This fight, this one...did Neo hesitate,or was Yang filling in gaps? She splashed more water on her face to calm the beating of her heart. She splashed more water of her face, her fingers combing through her hair, but failing to dispel the images. The played out, fighting Neo, but rather than kicks and punches, it was gentle caresses. Neo's fingers warm on her exposed skin. The softness of her neck under Yang's hand, her head resting on the blonde's bosom...Yang slammed both fist of the counter, cracking the mable.
"Opps," Yang said, stepping back. She walked back into the dorm, grabbing her clothes. She stripped out of her pajamas in the room, tossing the tank top and shorts onto her bed. YAng dressed in her normal attire, black boy shorts and yellow halter top, brown jacket and asymmetrical skirt to cover them. She sat on the floor to put on her mismatched socks, one bright orange thigh high, the other a burnt orange that came up to her knee. Slipping of her boots, she ties a gray bandana over the broken zipper of left boot. Grabbing her helmet from the stand next to the door, Yang headed out into the night.

Walking down the hallway, she heard a clock strike midnight, twelve gongs vibrating throughout the night. It followed her all the way to the garage, where her motorcycle, Bumblebee, waited for her.

Strapping on her helmet, she started up her motorcycle with a hard kick. Launching out of Beacon with a roar, Yang steered towards the freeway that cut through Vale. The wind blew past her ears, blocking out the sounds of the world. The road was mostly free, just a few trucks making late night deliveries to shops, but Yang darted around them, gunning Bumblebee faster and faster. As the wind blew in her ears, her mind raced. The images of Neo, feeling her under her arms. Yang's mind wondered, remembering the strawberry scent the girl had, that little half smirk that had drawn out the rage inside her before, now it filled her with something else...

Yang braked as a truck cut her off, barreling onto the freeway, and forcing her to focus on the road in front of her. Pulling her motorcycle sideways before gunning the engine, Yang shot out parallel to the back of the truck, jumping the guard rail and flying through the air. That moment of freefall filled her body with a sense of excitement. Bumblebee slammed into the soft grass and rage fills Yang's body alongside the excitement, her Semblance responding. She twist the accelerator and jumps the gap back onto the freeway, heading deeper into the city.

The next offramp is a sharp turn back under the freeway. Yang gunned it and jumped two lanes of traffic, filling more of her Semblance flood her body. Battle sings in her blood, wanting out. A sharp jerk on the handlebars, and Yang headed farther into the shady side of Vale.

Junior's club appeared after a few more turns, each one gut wrenchingly sharp, the blonde haired girl pushing herself to distract the feelings in the pit of her...body. Yang speeded into the parking lot near the club, braking at just the last moment, Bumblebee's rear tire lifting off the ground. She yanked off her helmet, tossing it onto the handlebars and pulling out the keys to her motorcycle. Dusting off her skirt, Yang headed towards the club.

Yang had to cross the road to enter the club, walking past an alley that separated the club from the building next to it. A flash of white and pink caught her eye. Yang looked down into the alley, but nothing moved. Flicking her wrist, Ember Celica covers her wrist.

Arms raised, Yang walked into the alley. Nothing jumped out at her, but she felt someone close. Reaching the end of the alley, it T'd off behind the club and the building next to it. The sound of cloth on cloth was the only warning Yang received.

A roll to the side as a parasol smashed into where she was standing. Yang fired off a blast of fire, but Neo stopped it with her open parasol. The blast did scoot the two toned hair girl back, Neo looking surprised at the force of Yang's blow. Yang took a good look at her, the dual haired girl wearing a white half jacket over a reinforced corset, green pants tucked into knee high combat boots. Necklaces covered her small bit of cleavage, flashing a bit of light in the dim alley.

Yang growled, sensing the fear, her Semblance flooding her and her weapons with power. She launched at Neo, each strike an echoing blast of fire. Neo's parasol defeated Yang's shotgun powered punches, but each one pushed the small girl back, forcing her to be much more defensive, unable to launch a kick or use the parasol offensively. Yang punched faster, round after round ejecting from her gauntlets. Neo's parasol blocked and deflected each blow, trying to stop Yang's offensive. The blonde was not giving any ground and taking the little Neo had. Yang's semblance raged around her, lighting her hair of fire. The small girl's lips press together, and she stumbled. Yang's fist flew past the parasol, right at Neo's face. The small girl ducked under the punch, but right into Yang's other attack, a knee smash into her gut.

Neo fell to the ground, gasping. Yang jumped, slammed her fist into the ground as Neo rolled away from the failed attack. She spun onto her hands, cartwheeling onto her feet. Gauntleted fist grabbed Neo, and slam her against the wall of the club.

Neo squeaks, trying to beat back the blonde, but looking into those red eyes, the heat rising off her, the fire sparkling in her hair, fear filled Neo's face. Yang lifted her up, till she could look into those pink and brown mismatched eyes. The fear drew a smirk, but Neo's fist to Yang's lips drew blood. Yang slammed the girl back into the wall, pressing closer to trap her from using her legs and robbing Neo's already pathetic fists of any real power. Dropping her arms, Neo looked into Yang's eyes, blinking, brown-pink, blink pink-brown, blink, pink-pink. Yang panted, blood dripping from her split lip, her heart hammering in her chest. The rage in her heart, her Semblance, jumbles her thoughts. Punch her, hit her, kiss her, ravage her, make the bitch scream. Yang's mouth sits close to Neo's, smelling her sweet breath, a hint of chocolate and vanilla. The dream, the last fight, those thoughts, they mix and swirl. It built up, and Yang had to do something.

Yang closed the gap between their lips, Neo's pink eyes widening. Small arms beat on Yang's chest, one, two, three, before grabbing her coat and pulling down on the blonde. Yang's eyes opened, a touch of surprise at Neo returning the kiss. Their lips pressed hard against each other. Breaking the kiss, Yang took a half step back, confused. Pulling her booted feet under her, Neo kicked off the wall, toppling them both to the floor of the alley.

Yang landed with a grunt, but it is cut off when Neo kissed her again, pulling up on Yang's coat to keep her from breaking the kiss again. Yang hugged Neo, pulling her down, than rolling, placing Neo under her, straddling the small girl. Neo let out a soundless laugh, lips red with Yang's blood. Touching her lip, Neo licks the blood from it, then touches Yang's face, grinning.

They kiss again, Yang's hands resting on Neo's hips and moving up. Yang had kissed a few girls before, but none of them had felt like this before. Neo's lips sent a shock through her, a need she had not felt before. They both moaned into the kiss, Neo's hands moving into Yang's blonde hair. Booted legs wrapped around Yang's waist, pulling her body into contact with Neo's. Their clothes rubbed against each other. Yang ripped the belt buckle off Neo, the button to her pants flying into the dark beyond them. Her fingers dove between Neo's legs, the pink silk panties she wore wet. Neo moaned at the touch, breaking the kiss as her back arched.

The brown and pink haired girl pulled on Yang's jacket, opening it up. She pushed up on Yang's top, the blonde's large breasts heaving in the yellow demi bra she wore. Her hands moved under the material, pushing the material off Yang's breasts. The blonde let out a moan as Neo squeezed them, her hands alternating. The two toned girl smiled, Yang's breasts much too big for her hands, but she kept playing with them.

Yang's fingers spasmed between Neo's legs at the teasing of her breasts, pushing the silk cloth into Neo's slit. She responded to that with an arched back, grinding against the fingers. Both girls breathing became heavier, Neo's corset binding her a bit more than Yang's mostly free torso. Using her less busy hand, Yang's fingers rip off Neo's white coat, sending more buttons to fly into the dark. Neo's soundless laugh showed she was enjoying Yang's attempts. The corset did not give in to the causal pull of Yang's first try to have Neo also topless. Tugging on it, Yang lifted Neo off the pavement, but the leather and metal contraption refused to break. Yang's mind tried to come up with a better plan than rip it off, but Neo's attention to her breasts fogged her mind.

Neo gripped Yang's nipples between her fingers, and twisted. The few plans that Yang had formed to strip the clothes off her current lover vanish in a moan. A new one formed in her head, however, and Yang's moan turned into a smirk. The fingers between Neo's legs rub harder and deeper into her. Yang's thumb rubbed the top of Neo's slit, pushing down on her clit hood. Neo's fingers squeezed in pleasure, and she let out a squeaking moan, stopped when Yang kissed her again. Neo grinded against Yang's fingers, using her body to beg for more. Callused fingers push aside the soaked panties and push into Neo. She froze, lifting her body up against Yang.

Yang might have thought it sweet, or cute, but since Neo was using her breasts as the anchor points to lift off the ground, Yang was not thinking much. Her thumb pressed harder as her one finger slid along Neo's inner wall. Neo made little squeaking sounds, before muffling them by kissing along Yang's breasts, biting when Yang's thumb pressed harder down. Yang pushed her chest up, forcing more of her breasts towards Neo's eager mouth. When Neo's mouth latched onto Yang's nipple, she slide another finger into the pink and brown haired girl.

Neo's breathing increases, panting as she took Yang's nipple between her teeth and bit down. Fire spread throughout Yang's core, and she used one hand to hold Neo's head to her breast. Yang straddled the smaller girl, pinning her right leg to the ground as she grinded against it, moaning as she starts to relieve the pressure that Neo built inside her. The smaller girl reached down to where Yang was grinding on her, reaching into Yang's shorts. Feeling the warm hand on her more delicate parts, Yang stopped. They were in a back alley, half naked, which did not bother Yang that much, but still, and had each others hands down the other's pants.

"Hey, hey, we should go someplace more private," Yang said, moving her hand away from Neo's head. The smaller girl nodded, and they both stood. The blonde licked her fingers clean, smiling down at Neo as she does the same to her hand. The pink and brown haired girl leaned against the blonde, her face squished against the other's breasts.
Neo pointed to a door not too far down the alley, and taking Yang's hand, lead them into it. It was a dark corridor, many metal doors set along the inside. Yang had to guess it was some kind of motel or apartment complex. Neo stopped outside one of the doors, a fading "42" the only difference between it and the "44" and "40" next to it. Unlocking it, Neo throws Yang into the room, following.

Yang caught Neo as she launched herself at the blonde, closing and locking the door to the studio room. A bed sat in the middle of the far wall, a curtained off section marking a bathroom, and what looked like a kitchenette that was sized for a doll. Yang walked backwards holding Neo, who wrapped her legs around Yang's waist. They kiss, tongues fighting back and forth between their mouths.

The back of her knees hit the the bed, and Yang fell backwards on it. Neo fell on top of her, laughing without making a sound, face first into Yang's breasts. Yang giggled as Neo went back to licking and kissing her large mounds. She pulled off Neo's jacket, and having access to the back of the corset, she tugged it. The corset did not part under Yang's fingers as she wanted. Disgruntled, Yang started to unbutton the corset. She grumbled under her breath, actually having to take out each button. She tries ripping them off, but they were sewn on much better than her jacket or pants. Neo let out a silent giggle, watching Yang's intense concentration at her task of removing Neo's clothes. Once the corset was open, Yang grabbed two of the buttons, and twisted them off, tossing them towards the wall. Neo sat back, the corset falling off her front, frowning.

"It was fitting the theme," Yang said with a smile.

Neo rolled her eyes, and grabbed Yang's jacket, pulling it off. She grabbed the buttons and ripped them off, tossing them behind her, adding Yang's top and bra fell to the floor on top of it. Neo's head dove into the exposed breasts. Her teeth sank into the soft, pale flesh. Yang moaned, her hands in the other girl's hair.

Neo's kisses are rough, more teeth than lips. Her mouth followed the slope of Yang's breasts from the bottom to her pink nipples. She left a trail of teeth marks along the blonde's skin, her smile hidden from Yang as she took a nipple in her mouth and bit down on it. Yang launched forward. Neo let the nipple fall from her mouth, sliding up Yang's body to kiss her, rubbing the offended nipple in her fingers.

The tall girl calmed down with the kiss, her hands exploring Neo. Yang stripped Neo exposing her small, rose tipped breasts, planting a kiss on the top of each one. Biting her lower lip, the pink and brown haired girl pulled off Yang's belts, tossing them to the ground and freeing the skirt around Yang's waist. Yang grabbed a belt, grinning at Neo as she snapped it between her hands. Neo's smiled, but shook her head. She kissed Yang on the lips, nippling it as a way of apology, although her wink, along side turning her eye brown, suggested maybe later. Yang let the belt fall back to the ground, and grabbed Neo's waist. Rolling, she pinned the girl under her, and grabbed her pants, pulling them down, stopping at the tops of her boots. They were sexy boots, and nice, but now they were in the way. When Yang started pulling on them, Neo sat up, pulling her feet in, looking scared. The blonde sat back on her heels, frowning. Worrying her lower lip, Neo pulled off her boots, and gently placed them against the wall. Yang fumed waiting for Neo to remove her footwear, and removed her gauntlets waiting for Neo to finish. Once her boots are safe from Yang's destructive mitts, Neo sat back on the edge of the bed, sticking both her legs out around Yang's head. Growling, she used her teeth to remove Neo's pants, peeling them off her legs. Neo laid back of the bed, wearing just her wet panties and a large grin. Yang's mouth traveled up Neo's legs, kissing and nipping her inner thigh. Neo's hands entangle in Yang's hair, pulling her closer to the apex of her legs, wanting to feel that warm tongue on a more intimate spot. Yang kissed around the spot that Neo kept trying to direct her towards, biting her inner thigh. Neo wiggled on the bed, legs squeezing around Yang's head, back arching. She grabbed as much hair as she could, trying to force Yang to please her in one spot. The blonde's tongue pressed up against the wet panties, slowly moving from bottom to top, nipping when she reached the apex. Neo made her pseudo moan, encouraging Yang to do it again.

Yang twist her fingers in Neo's panties, wrapping the strings around them. The pressure on Neo's sex caused her to writhe in pleasure, Yang's tongue pushing against the cloth. Neo clawed at Yang's head, tugging on her hair, silently begging for more. As she grinds into Yang's face, something snaps, and the pressure lessens on her slit. Chest heaving, Neo looked down. In one hand, Yang held the snapped panties in one hand, smirking up at Neo as her lips press against the pink and brown hair girl's bare pussy.
Never having been with a woman, Neo's response suggest that Yang was doing a good job. Her dainty heels drum against Yang's back, faster as the blonde girl's tongue pushed deeper into her. Neo clawed into Yang's scalp as she orgasmed. Yang swirled her tongue around Neo, trying to prolong the pleasure. Once Yang had control of her head again, she crawled up onto the bed next to Neo.

The small girl laid on the bed, breathing heavy. Yang laid on her side, resting on her arm. Pink and brown eyes open, looking at her lover. Neo leaned over, kissing Yang's wet lips, licking them clean. Falling back, Yang rolled on top of Neo, not letting her break the kiss, although Neo did not seem want her to stop. Throwing a leg over her stomach, Yang sat up, pushing down on Neo's chest when she lifted up, following the lips she had so enjoyed. Neo watched as Yang kneeled over her, pulling down her shorts, and panties, exposing her trim pussy. The pink and brown hair girl licked her lips, reaching out and touching it. Yang let out a sigh, pushing against Neo's fingers as the girl slides one into her. Neo's touch was light, exploring Yang, listening to each response her body gave, although Yang's moans gave a much more vocal response to Neo. Arching back, Yang grabbed the comforter behind her, tugging on it. Neo curled her fingers inside Yang, rubbing it against the inside of her pussy. The blonde moaned louder and louder. Neo slid another finger inside Yang, her thumb on her clit. Yang gasped, arching her back more, lifting off Neo's stomach. Her hands curled into fist in the blanket, her knees squeezed Neo's ribs, anchoring her as pleasure filled her core. Neo moved her fingers faster, raising Yang's moans to a fever pitch. Her thighs lockdown over Neo's hand as an orgasm moved through her body.

Laying down next to Neo, Yang caught her breath. She had her eyes closed, deep breaths heaving her breast up and down. Neo crawled on top of Yang, resting her head on Yang's full bosom. The smaller girl reached up and started stroking Yang's golden hair. Yang chuckled, and started doing the same to Neo, running fingers through the two toned hair. Neo shook her head, and grabbed Yang's hands, pulling them around her. Neo petted Yang's head again when she hugged the small girl close to her chest. Yang yawned, rolling onto her side, keeping Neo hugged against her chest. The other girl made a displeased sound, and pushed on Yang's shoulder till she laid on her back. Crawling back onto Yang's stomach, Neo laid back between the blonde's breasts, nuzzling into them.

"Am I your pillow now?" Yang said, laughing as Neo nods. Grabbing the comforter, Neo covered them both. Yang yawned, which caused Neo to shake with silent laughter. Yang stretched before cuddling Neo through the blanket, falling into sleep.

The sun rose right into Yang's face, waking the blonde boxer up. Grumbling, she rolled over, right on top of the body next to her. Both girls flew off the bed, Neo grabbing her parasol, Yang taking up an aggressive stance on top of the bed, fist raised. The comforter fluttered to the ground at the foot of the bed. Neo blinked, eyes brown pink, to pink brown, smiling. Yang stood atop the bed for a few more seconds before laughing, her long hair sparkling in the morning sun. Jumping down, she hugged Neo, rubbing noses together to pull a silent laugh from the smaller girl. Neo nestled into Yang's boobs while shaking with soundless laughter. Yang jiggled with her own mirth.

"Gods, we are a pair," Yang said, stroking the top of Neo's head. The night was over, and she had left the dorm without a note or a call to her team about where she went. "I...I think I should go." Neo looked up, both eyes brown, frowning. "I'll be back, I promise, I just don't want my team to worry." Yang kissed Neo on the nose, but the other girl just continued to frown. Neo pulled Yang closer to her, resting her chin between Yang's breasts.

"I...could stay a little longer, maybe," Yang said, stammering. Neo's lip twitched, causing Yang to stammer some more. The feel of nude flesh on her, the heat of her small lover, fogged the blonde's mind. "I..well, you know, maybe we should get some clothes of?" The blonde boxer blushed. The pink and brown hair girl buried herself more into Yang, specifically, her cleavage, not pleased with that suggestion either.

Yang sighed. "Fine, but you have to make breakfast." Neo shook her head, moving Yang's breasts side to side, and pulled out another long suffering sigh. The girl attached to Yang leaned back and exposed the side of her neck, the marks of their lovemaking red on her pale skin.

Yang pointed to her breasts, teeth marks covering them. "We traded, so I think we're even." Neo latched onto one of Yang's nipples, and rolled it between her teeth. Yang's knees shake, gripping the small girl's head in one hand, not pulling her mouth off. Neo's hand moved between Yang's hands, cupping her sex and massaging it with her palm. Yang whimpered, and sat back on the bed. Neo pushed her onto her back, and started biting around her nipple. Yang's whimpers became moans as Neo used the information she learned last night. Yang pushed Neo into her chest, but the girl stopped. Laying atop Yang, she moved her head look up at her lover between the mounds of flesh. She licked her lips, opening her mouth, then snapping it closed. Yang caught her breath while trying to figure out what Neo wanted.

Sighing, Neo reached into her night stand. Pulling out a white board, she wrote "You cook breakfast, then I eat." Yang grinned, Neo matching it

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"Well, how can I turn that down?" Neo rolled off Yang, letting her walk to the small kitchenette. Having cooked for her sister for a number of years, and many of those with a household not always stocked to the fullest, Yang created a thin batter for pancakes.

Neo watched from the bed, her feet swinging over the edge of the bed. While not one to be vocal, the pink and brown haired girl managed to make appropriate noises to encourage Yang's cooking. Filling the only plate in the tiny apartment, Yang brought the food to the bed. Neo took the fork and knife, forcing Yang to hold the plate. Cutting a triangle out of the short stack, Neo ate some pancakes. Yang was sure it was not as long as it felt, but Neo took a long time to shallow.

Cutting another triangle out of the pancakes, she offers the fork up to Yang. Opening her mouth, Yang let Neo feed her. The smirk on Neo's face could be from Yang's awesome cooking, but from the sticky mess her face was becoming, and the warm syrup that was pooling on her breasts, the blonde girl was sure it was actually because of the mess Neo was making of her. Shared between the two of them, the short stack was gone in short order. Taking the plate, Neo placed it beside the bed before pushing Yang onto her back.

Kissing the blonde, Neo licked the syrup from her face. The hollow of her neck was next, as it pooled there when Yang was pushed horizontal. Neo spent a long time cleaning Yang's breasts, both hands squeezing and groping them as her tongue went in circles around the large mounds. The tall girl spread her legs as Neo teased her. Neo straddled one of Yang's toned thighs, rubbing herself on it while also rubbing Yang's wet silt with her own toned leg. Pushing down on her head, Yang pleaded for Neo to use her tongue elsewhere. Stubbornly, Neo bit down hard on Yang's breast, right around her nipple.

The moan Yang let out was the loudest she had ever uttered. Neo's lips wrapped around the bit nipple in apology, but that just prolongs Yang's moan. The blonde's hands slap around, hitting the bed, clenching in fists, but not touching the pink and brown haired girl. Neo replaced her lips with teeth, using her fingers to twist the other nipple.
Cursing, Yang's back arches, and warmth spreads out from her sex throughout her body. Neo sat up, using Yang's sensitive breasts as hand rest as she rubbed harder on the leg under her. She had a look of supreme satisfaction on her face, turning into pleasure as she also orgasmed. As she stood up, Yang twisted her legs around Neo. Flipping Neo around, Yang moved so that as the smaller girl is under her, kneeling over her head so that only two pink eyes are visible.

"You said you would eat," Yang said, pushing Neo's hair from her face. Neo's cheeks moved as if smiling, but the warmth on Yang's slit made her smile. Yang sat fully on Neo's face, feeling her tongue part her folds. She leaned back and rested her hands on Neo's thighs. The pink and brown hair girl took advantage of what she learned yesterday, her tongue striking the spots inside Yang. The other girl also remembered Neo's moans from yesterday, and Yang's fingers slide into Neo's wet slit. Yang's fingers curl, seeking that spot inside Neo. The smaller girl used her tongue in the same way that the blonde boxer was using her fingers.

Both girls raced, trying to push the other girl over the edge. Yang's legs sat on top of Neo's arms, forcing her to use her tongue. Neo's experience with other girls would have been enough, but Yang knows how to use her own fingers on herself, and when her thumb found Neo's clit, Neo came first. Her teeth sank into Yang's thigh, leaving a bloody mark on her inner thigh. Yang yelped, slapping her lover's leg. The pink and brown haired girl went back to licking Yang, pushing her mouth farther onto the pussy in front of her. The blonde kept up her fingers inside Neo.

The warm tongue inside her, hitting the spot over and over again. Yang grabbed a fistful of Neo's hair, pulling up on her head as she drove two fingers inside her again. Neo's lower lips hold tight on Yang's fingers, and when the blonde came, Neo joined her. Yang's knees squeezed Neo's head as she came, holding her in place as her wetness covered her mouth. Neo's legs trapped Yang's hand, although the girl had no intention of removing her fingers.

As the glow left both girls, Yang rolled off of Neo. Grabbing the small girl, Yang played big spoon to Neo's little spoon. The pink and brown hair girl grabbed Yang's hands, holding them around her. They spend a long time like this, letting the sun raise. Yang had her back to the window this time, feeling the heat of it on her hair.

"It's always nice to start the day off with a Yang," the blonde girl said. Neo turned her head to roll her eyes, although she smirked the whole time, agreeing.

Neo stretched after waking from her short nap. Untangling herself from Yang, who had also fallen asleep, she tugged on the taller girl, pointing towards the curtain bathroom. Yang yawned, blinking her eyes, trying to make sense of Neo's gestures as her brain kicked in. No coffee and no adeline made Yang a slow girl. Following the finger, figuring out what the curtain was for, why she was awake again.

Neo pushed Yang out of the bed as she fell back into it. Yang grumbled from the ground, reaching up for the blankets. Neo rolled her eyes as she pulled them out of her reach. The blonde opened one eye, glaring up at the brown and pink haired witch.

"It's cold, just five more minutes," Yang said, her words slurred with sleep, Neo shook her head, and pointed again at the bathroom, miming washing herself. Yang stood, making a grab for the blankets again.

Neo grabbed her arm, pulled her onto the bed and landed on the blonde's back, straddling Yang. Yang yelped, her head buried in pillows and blankets. Pulling the linens from her face, the tall girl glared up at Neo. Twisting around, Neo matched Yang's glare with a cool look, than pointed to the bathroom.

"I don't want to," Yang said, pouting. Neo slapped her, jiggling her ass cheeks. The blonde yelped again, and tried to toss the small girl off her back. Neo used the thick blonde hair as a hold, and let Yang fail to remove her.

"Fine, I'll shower," Yang said, "but can you wash my back?" She flashed her teeth in a smile. The other girl nodded, and leaped off Yang's back.
Yang stood up, and followed Neo into the tiny bathroom. It had a sink, toilet and a tiny shower stall. A pink towel hung near the shower, and a matching washcloth inside the stall. Neo started the water, letting it run till it was hot. Once the small shower started filling with steam, she pushed Yang in. The curvy girl fit, tightly.

She looked over her shoulder at Neo. "I feel a bit squished." Her breasts squashed against the far side of the stall, and the shower blasted almost right onto her face. At her first attempt to step out, Neo smacked the back of her thigh. Grabbing the shampoo, Neo started washing Yang's hair, after bracing herself against the wall and the stall so she could reach the top of the wannabe amazon's head.

"Hey, I'm a big girl, I can do this myself," Yang said, protesting. Well, not really protesting, more like enjoying. She was Ruby's big sister, and she played big sister to the girls in RWBY as well. She helped all of them through many problems, from Ruby's sensitivity, to Blake driving herself too hard, and Weiss being, well Weiss. She closed her eyes and let Neo wash her hair, and her back. The small hands in her hair and on her back felt good, and Neo seemed more intent on cleaning Yang than fooling around in the bathroom.

The water started cooling off, and Neo pulled Yang out. She reached for the towel, but Neo had it, and started drying Yang off with it

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"I can do this my-" Yang said, stopping when Neo shoved the towel into her mouth. Yang pushed Neo, removing the towel when the pink hair girl stumbled back. Neo pouted, letting her arms drop, and the towel hang from her hands.

Yang sighed. "Why do you keep trying to baby me?" Neo looked up at her, biting her lower lip. She patted her chest, between her breasts, then pointed at Yang. She wrapped her arms around herself, and keeping her eyes on Yang to see if she was understanding what she was trying to say.

"Heart hugs?" Yang said, confused. Neo sighed, then walked to Yang, hugging her and placing her head against her chest. She just squeezed the taller girl. The blonde held her hands up, confused, before lowering them to hug Neo back. "Oh, are you trying to show you care?" Neo nodded, not making eye contact. Yang patted the pink and brown hair girl's head. Neo looked up, smiling.

"You can keep going," Yang said, pulling the towel out of Neo's hands and kneeling so she could dry her hair. Neo took the towel, and finished doing what she started.
Taking Yang's hand, she lead her to the bed, and had her sit on the floor. Pulling out a brush, Neo sat behind her, placing brush to hair.

"Wait," Yang said, looking over her shoulder. "I'm very...passionate about my hair." Neo nodded, and moved around to sit in front of Yang, handing her the brush. Yang blinked. "Wait, huh?" Neo moved the brush into her hair, and brushed it with Yang's hand on the handle. Yang started doing without Neo guiding her, brushing out the pink and brown hair. It took less time than she was use to, because Neo had about half the hair as she did, and it was not as voluminous as Yang's. Neo sat in a butterfly position as Yang brushed, soles of her feet together, knees out. She rocked a bit as Yang worked, enjoying herself in her soundless way.

Finishing, Yang starts brushing out her own hair, untangling the knots it gathered in the shower and from her sleep. Neo dressed, folding Yang's clothes and setting them next to her as she brushed her hair. The smaller girl cleaned, and Yang noticed she seemed to have a habitual nature to tidying up her small room. Her white coat hung over dresser, leaving her pale white shoulders bare as worked barefoot. Yang was a little mesmerized by how she moved, Neo seeming to be dancing a bit as she cleaned.

The pink and brown hair girl was finishing up the dishes by the time Yang had finished brushing out her hair. She dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed to slide her knee high boots on. Neo walked over, sitting next to Yang as she put her boots on. The girl had another look of sadness, resting her head on Yang's shoulder. She kicked her feet out in a nervous manner, biting her lower lip again as she watches Yang tie the bandana over the broken zipper.

"I think I should go now," Yang said, breaking the silence that had started to fill the small place. Neo nodded, not looking up. She pulled her scroll from her pocket, offering it to Yang. Taking it, Yang inputted her information.

She handed it back, standing and putting her coat on. She walked to the door, adjusting Ember Cecilia, stalling for time. "Listen, I had a good time…" she said, pausing to gather her thoughts. Neo looked up, not really looking at Yang.

"Sorry, I'm not good at this." Neo nodded, hanging her head again.

Yang bit her own lip. Sorting her own thoughts, Yang realized she did have a good time. "Call me, okay? I really did have a good time, and we should do it again." Neo's head snapped up so quickly that Yang thought she broke it. She nodded, smiling again. Yang returned it.

Yang opened the door, closed it, and walked back over to Neo. She placed two hands on her shoulder, Yang kissed Neo again. It lasted a good time, Neo reaching up to brace against the blonde's strong arms. Yang broke the kiss, blushing again. "Okay, bye for reals this time, else I'm going to stay longer than I should." Neo nodded, making shooing gestures as Yang laughed, finally leaving.

Yang walked out of the building, heading back to where she parked Bumblebee. Red cheeks that had nothing to do with the cold morning kept her distracted, else she might have seen a familiar red headed man

"Oh, I see you brushed your hair today. You know I do that. Come on, let us make a mess I can fix…"

::TBC::


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