Note from CCC:
The one-shot you are about to read has the tag (L). This stands for Lemons, and if you are not into these kinds of depictions of the characters I have listed in the story's description, then you will not enjoy this.
There is smut.
There are OC's.
The story will likely turn in directions you don't want it to turn, suggest themes that require a bit more than just glossing over the words.
Just warning you. It's a simple case of "Don't Like? Don't read."
Now for those of you that do enjoy these kinds of things.
This was a White Rose one-shot that I created at the same time as I was writing The Jet Chronicles Part 3, but I never really found a place for it, so I modified it a bit and decided to release it here for your enjoyment. Apparently people enjoyed it so much that the next thing I know, following two great people, by the names of TheRedPoet and dmrahn, and a ton of corrections, I've made it into a fully blown story.
So enjoy!
Ruby laid back in her bed, still suspended over the prim and proper figure of Weiss as she slept. To her left, she knew that her sister slumbered under her own soft sheets, while Blake was curled up under her covers, comfortable as can be.
Ruby let out a soft yawn before she stretched, lying on her left side as she prepared to go to sleep. It had been a tough day for all of them, what with the lectures getting harder and harder to understand, Goodwitch growing more and more harsh in combat lessons and the White Fang appearing more and more often.
She didn't like that last part at all. The White Fang had nearly killed her team's friendship again and again, from Blake being one of them, Weiss hating them, the fight, then Blake's chase that forced Yang to stop her.
Then, they'd had that run-in and Penny… yeesh Ruby was glad she hadn't gotten on Penny's bad side. And even after all of that, she'd run into the White Fang again and had to be rescued (dang that hole she'd fallen into), and they could have easily… yeah, let's not even go there.
Basically, the White Fang had nearly messed them up. Many times.
Ruby shut her eyes, trying to push those thoughts out of her head, and leaned into her bed, trying to fall asleep, wanting Dreamland to come and take her to one of her favourite places on Remnant. Cookie Land.
What? What was wrong about a cookie filled dream?
And who was she justifying herself to?
Ruby just tried to stop thinking. It was keeping her up.
Paf paf. Paf paf.
Was somebody awake?
Paf paf. Paf paf. Paf paf.
It sounded like someone was walking across the carpet to the bathroom. Ruby scrunched her eyes, ready to shut out the light that would flow into the room from the bathroom lamp, that would blind her in the darkness of the night.
It never came.
Click.
That was the bathroom door. Not a light switch. Ruby opened her eyes, and stared upwards at the ceiling of her dorm room, waiting. The light never went on.
Ker-chunk.
The sound of the door closing. Ruby popped herself up on her elbow, and stared at the bathroom door. There was definitely someone in there. She looked up at Yang's bed, and found the brawler still soundly asleep, snoring gently, and the bed under her was still occupied.
It was Weiss.
Well, maybe she just needed to go to the bathroom.
But Ruby couldn't hear the sound of droplets.
Something in her eye?
No, she would have had the lights on.
Forgot to brush her teeth?
Nope, Weiss NEVER forgot.
So why WAS she up then, in the bathroom, in the dark? Ruby couldn't even think of any other reason, and her curiosity was starting to wake her up. She sighed to herself, resigning to the fact that either she'd stay up all night wondering or she'd find out herself.
She leapt lightly from her bed onto the carpet of the dorm, and crept quietly to the dark, frosted glass door, going on tiptoe to make doubly sure she wouldn't wake Yang up. Yang was never a morning person, and she knew that more than anyone. Ruby put her ear to the door, expecting to hear movement. There was no audible movement, but instead, Ruby could hear Weiss... whispering?
"Ruby? Ruby, where are you?"
To say Ruby was taken aback would be an understatement. She and Weiss were best buds, yes, but Ruby would never have thought that Weiss would be dreaming about her. She quietly slid open the door, and found Weiss standing in the middle of their fairly spacious bathroom.
She was dressed in her nightie, a white silk whose purity matched her skin, her slender legs and untarnished hair bare. It was perfectly suited to Weiss, and it left Ruby wondering, not for the first time, how much lien the Schnee family actually had. She almost seemed to glow in the moonlit bathroom, not even the pristine tiles that the cleaners at Beacon cleaned coming close.
Ruby's eyes were drawn to Weiss' eyes, and she realised with a jolt that they were gently shut, her expression almost pained, her mouth a straight line. It was like she was missing something, and was missing it.
Or… someone.
"Ruby? Why aren't you here? It's me, your friend." Weiss whispered slowly, almost as if she was trying to reassure the Ruby she could see in her… was it a dream? Regardless, to the one in reality, the revelation hit her like a Bullhead on a direct, crash course with her forehead.
Weiss was sleepwalking. As in actual, legit, sleepwalking.
What did you do here? Ruby didn't know at all. Well, there was only one real thing that she DID know right now. Weiss was calling for her, for whatever reason.
"I'm here, Weiss." Ruby whispered, approaching her. The heiress reacted almost instantly, gently grasping Ruby's hand and leading her, seemingly blindly, down onto the cold floor tiles. Ruby complied with her motions, scared that if she resisted, she would wake Weiss up, and she'd heard that it could be very dangerous to wake up someone that was sleepwalking. So dangerous when you knew it was Weiss.
"You came." Weiss breathed, almost relieved in her tone, pulling Ruby so that she sat in the heiress' lap, both an uncomfortable and weirdly nice feeling for the pyjama-clad girl. "I was scared, Ruby."
"It's okay." Ruby said, trying not to blush as she hugged Weiss, remembering that her mum used to do that when she was feeling scared. Weiss smiled softly in her sleep, and brought her arms up towards her chest, before brushing Ruby's lips with her own.
It was only for a second, but Ruby instinctively jerked away as what Weiss did registered in her mind.
Was that a kiss?!
"What's wrong?" Weiss asked softly, clearly still talking to the dream Ruby. "I love you, Ruby."
What?
If there was blood in Ruby's cheeks before, now there was a flood of it. Weiss LOVED her?! As in THAT kind of love? Was that even possible? How?
In the midst of Ruby's shock, Weiss' soft hand clasped the back of her head, and pulled Ruby gently back for another kiss, something that brought her mind back into the situation at hand. She gasped by accident, and Weiss somehow took advantage of this, forcing her tongue through Ruby's lips and intertwining their tongues in a gentle, if slightly more heated kiss. Ruby didn't resist this time. How could she? Anything could wake her up, and then where would Ruby be?
Nowhere good, that was for sure.
Didn't the other person have to say 'yes' first, before doing something like this? It was almost like a crime to be doing this. But Weiss was the one doing this, not her. She started it. So did that mean that she was saying yes by letting Weiss do this to her?
Ruby was so distracted by this moral question, she only barely registered Weiss gently pushing her down, and moving so that she was on top of Ruby, her bare legs intertwining with the younger girl's, her feet somehow finding Ruby's own, her toes, smooth and untarnished, curling around the younger girl's own. The only barrier between their bodies were the clothes they wore, and even then, it was more Ruby's than Weiss'.
Her hands were now on either side of Ruby's, effectively trapping her as Weiss kissed her again. Unable to escape, she gave in, and resolved to enjoy it as best she could while she was stuck here, locking lips with one of the richest girls on Remnant. She was too, wasn't she?
After another long kiss, Weiss hands started to roam around Ruby's upper body, caressing each of her arms, her shoulders, the sensual snaking of her fingers around Ruby's stomach causing the pert nipples to harden. Then, Weiss started playing with them through her shirt, causing a needle-like feeling as Weiss' short nails danced around the sensitive spot, and Ruby bit back a moan, fearful of awakening both Weiss and the other two slumbering girls.
"I love you, so much, Ruby." Weiss purred, as said girl laid back, practically displaying her surrender. "I want you to know."
Ruby then let out an involuntary squeak as Weiss' hand went under her pyjama top and cupped her breast, swiftly followed by the other one. Weiss slowly kneaded Ruby's moderate mounds, caressing and stroking, occasionally leaning down to lick or nip at Ruby's nipples through her pyjama shirt. Then, she released her, before letting her hand roam around Ruby's body. No part of Ruby was left untouched, with Weiss' hands now flowing around her body, tenderly crisscrossing, softly crawling across her arms and legs, dancing around her thighs. And Weiss looked like she was having fun.
And all the while Ruby felt helpless. What was she supposed to do? Here she was, in her dorm's bathroom, getting... pleasured... by her own TEAMMATE, who wasn't even awake! If Weiss had been awake, she would have definitely stopped by this point, if these feelings were even real! But if Weiss was dreaming it, then it had to be real, right? At least, to her?
Her thoughts were cut short by the feeling of a finger through her pyjama bottoms directly at her core. It simply hung there, the little movements sending thunderbolts of sensation through the younger girl, and Ruby shivered helplessly as Weiss pecked her on the cheek, before wiggling her finger a little, Ruby twitching uncontrollably all the while, holding her moans in.
"You're beautiful, you know?" Weiss cooed, as Ruby squirmed underneath her, the digit outside her walls now probing, pushing against her. She then moved her hand upwards in front of her closed eyes as if she could see them, and rubbed her slick fingers together, the gesture causing Ruby to blush even more uncontrollably than before. "You're so... aroused by this, aren't you?" If Weiss only knew.
Or did she?
Weiss' hands then moved to Ruby's pyjama top, and Ruby automatically raised her arms, letting Weiss slowly slide her top off, before lying on the pleasantly cool tiles of the bathroom floor. It wasn't uncomfortable, just... cool. She felt a tug on her undergarment, and looked down to see Weiss gently tugging on her pyjama trousers, an expectant look on her face.
Ruby reached down, and slid her bottoms off herself, leaving her completely bare as Weiss tossed the clothes aside, somehow finding them even with her eyes shut. The chill of the cold tiles was the last thing on her mind. She stared up at the ceiling as Weiss fumbled with something out of her sight, waiting for her return. For a while, Weiss didn't come over again, and Ruby started to grow worried that someone had discovered them, or Weiss had woken up. She sat up frantically, hoping to everything holy that that wasn't the case.
Her mouth fell open.
The door behind them was still shut, and Weiss' eyes were still resolutely shut. That wasn't what stunned her, though.
Weiss knelt down beside Ruby, completely naked, smiling softly, not even a trace of embarrassment on her face. And she was absolutely stunning in her beauty, just like Crescent Rose with her latest upgrades, but in a totally different sense. Just like the rest of her, the skin on Weiss' slim stomach was pristine, with no mark or blemish, like an alabaster statue. It was as if Ruby was staring at a ghost. Her admittedly small breasts nearly blended in with the rest of her body, the small nipple standing to attention on the pale maiden each the only dominant feature upon them. Her slit was also small, and she had a very firm, slim backside.
Ruby only had another moment to process what was before her eyes, before Weiss' lips met her own again. Ruby fell into the same trap, involuntarily gasping, which allowed their tongues to coil once again, but this time, Weiss was a lot more aggressive in her kiss, plunging her tongue into Ruby's mouth like a flag of conquest into new territory. The younger girl whimpered in fear and pleasure as she felt Weiss' fingers snake inside her flower in combination with the assault on her mouth. A slender index finger moved to probe inside while another finger gently rubbed Ruby's pleasure button.
For Ruby's part, she could only hold in her moans and surrender, closing her eyes just like Weiss. All of it felt so good, and somehow… so right. Was this what love felt like between girls? If it was, then she would be happy for this, if only for tonight. Another moment, and she was back down on the tiled floor, Weiss hovering over her once again.
She laid there, not even moving, just enjoying Weiss' ministrations. Her slender pianist's fingers felt so much better inside Ruby than her own. She could hear a 'schlick' sound each time Weiss moved her fingers, and felt herself blush at how aroused she was, how wet she was getting. She could feel Weiss moving now, their legs intertwining, and Ruby felt a pressure inbetween Ruby's legs as Weiss pressed her own petals against her left leg, grinding against the young girl's leg.
Schlick, schlick.
Her insides were clenching up again, and Ruby spasmed involuntarily as Weiss found her sensitive spot, a spot which Ruby knew would only lead to one thing. Yet she had no way to stop it, and the pleasure was building up again. Weiss was going to finish her, and after what happened, Weiss… knew it too? Did she?
She could feel the wetness now rubbing atop her leg, and another hand, albeit that this one was only the knuckles as opposed to the fingers probing Ruby's flower. Another 'schlick' could be heard, but this was only turning Ruby on even more. She could hear Weiss touching herself at the same rhythm as she was doing Ruby, alternating between fingering her femininity and grinding against Ruby's leg like a pole. The erotic thought that Weiss was humping her leg only sped Ruby's approaching orgasm up. The pressure was becoming unbearable. Ruby's release was imminent.
She could hear Weiss moaning openly as she continued to do her deeds, until, with a final groan of pleasure, Ruby felt a sudden splat of something wet on her leg as Weiss stopped grinding, now simply twitching, letting more of the sticky... something cover Ruby's leg. After a moment or two, the splatting seemed to stop, and Weiss fell on top of Ruby, both covering Ruby with the heiress' sweat and her scent, the heiress falling atop Ruby.
Wait. Did she just... on Ruby's own leg?
This thought sent Ruby over the edge, and she let out a final moan of her own, before she sprayed her juices all over Weiss' own femininity, some of it splashing Weiss' stomach and legs. It was all Ruby could do not to cry out in pleasure as she finished all over Weiss' lower half, before the flow of juices petered out after a solid second. She then fell against the floor, exhausted.
So sleepy.
She felt herself beginning to doze off, still wrapped up in Weiss' arms. Did this kind of thing really tire someone out that much? She barely felt Weiss get off her, before she felt the heiress gather her up in her arms. Only two thoughts really resonated in Ruby's post-orgasmic mind as she let sleep take her mind and body.
How was Weiss the one carrying her?
And what on Remnant would the others say in the morning?