When one has an OTP, one must eventually take it to the next level. And that is the writing of the forbidden fruit, of lemons.

Not for kids, have to be 18 or older to read!

First time

Weiss and Yang finished their sparring in the dojo. Yang was still getting the shakes and Weiss was trying to get her fighting style back in shape. They were still in Mistral, in a few days they would leave for Atlas. Weiss would normally be down, but not that day.

"You seem happy," Yang noticed, "Ready for your date tomorrow."

"Indeed," Weiss smiled confidently. Sora was taking her out on a date. A nice normal date. No grimm, no evil conspiracies, no organizations, no relics just the two of them together. Weiss picked up her water bottle and began to take a drink.

"So," Yang chirped, "Have you and Sora done it yet?"

The question forced Weiss to spit out her water and look at Yang in pure shock.

"That's a no."

"That is none of your business," Weiss snapped throwing the empty bottle at Yang, which she dodged.

"Oh come," Yang teased, "Is it because you don't know how, I can teach you."

Weiss was extremely flustered, "I don't need you to teach me anything!"

"Are you sure? You and Sora have been together for a while. Don't you want to do it?"

"Yang," Weiss's face was red from embarrassment and frustration, "We are on a quest Yang. To secure the relics, defeat the organization and Salem. We don't have time for that kind of intimacy, not to mention we can't afford the risk!"

"Risk?" Yang asked.

"Pregnancy!" Weiss nearly screamed, "Sex makes babies you brute." Then Weiss's expression went blank, "I can't believe I just said that out loud."

"Oh, why didn't you just say so?" Yang suddenly tossed her a small box. When Weiss looked at it, her face actually got redder. Birth control pills

"Take one once a day, oh and when you finish your pack your period will start," Yang chose that moment to leave. Weiss nearly screamed.

She calmed down and decided to take a shower she put the pills in the drawer of her nightstand. She was positive Yang was just trying to tease her. What did she know anyway? Weiss doubted that she ever had a serious relationship.

When she entered the bathroom and locked the door, she began to undress. She and Sora were very serious. He was sweet, funny, cute, and he treated her like a princess. She didn't need to have sex to know how much he loved her.

Weiss placed her tiara and shell charm on the counter and put her outfit in the hamper. As she passed the mirror she stopped and looked at her reflection. Her petite body looked so much smaller when she was naked. It wasn't like Weiss wanted to be big and bulky like Heather, but she was so… small. Her breasts did grow a little since the fall of Beacon. But she was no where close to Yang. She was short, Ruby who was two years younger was the same height as her. Then she looked to the small scar that crossed over her eye, marring her otherwise pretty face… Did Sora not think she was attractive enough to-…

No! no, she wasn't going to think like that. She was fine with how their relationship was. She turned on the warm shower and stepped in. After rinsing out her long white hair she began lather the soap between her hands before running it over her skin. She had nice skin, fair, white as snow. Sora would hold her hand but would he like the rest of her. What would it had been like? Weiss was a virgin, she never even dated before Sora. Weiss closed her eyes and imagined Sora's hands on her. Running over her body, feeling her skin, whispering in her ear.

Weiss

Weiss's eyes shot open as she forced herself back to reality. I need to focus. She cleaned herself properly. Got dressed in her pajamas. Retrieved the birth control pills, the decided to yell at Yang.

After throwing Ruby out of the room, Weiss shoved the pills back into Yang's hand, "I am not going to have sex with Sora."

"Yeesh, breaking up with him already?" Yang joked.

"How Sora and I go about in our relationship is our business," Weiss finally snapped, "I'm not going to sleep with him just because you think it's silly!"

That caused Yang to have a worried expression, "Weiss, that wasn't what I was trying to do."

"Oh, really then what?"

"Weiss, Sora almost died," Yang reminded. Weiss looked down. She still remembered the battle. Sora pushed her out of the way. Him lying there with the glass spear through him, "I just don't want you to have any regrets, incase things… don't turn out well. Life can be short."

"Living like you're about to die, just takes the enjoyment out of life," Weiss said still looking down.

"Weiss," Yang held out the box, "I'm not pushing you. I get it, you were raised to believe relationships were to be sacred. That's a good thing. But being intimate, before marriage isn't a bad thing and it doesn't make it less special."

"How do you know that?" Weiss couldn't help but ask. Not to spite Yang, but to keep her relationship with Sora safe.

"I know, I'm not the best person to ask about virtue," Yang sighed, "I am someone who wants to live in the moment. But that something we all need to do time to time. Otherwise the good things that are right in front of us, they might just disappear before we know it. Like Beacon."

Weiss sighed, then she took the pills. She would think about it. She went back to her room to try and go to sleep. But found herself staying up in thought. It wasn't like Weiss was ignorant, she took health class and read some of Blake's books (for educational purposes), so she knew that first times hurt for girls. Plus, there was Sora, from the way he acted she wasn't exactly positive he even knew what sex was. She closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep, she had a date after all.

The next night

Sora lead Weiss to a part of the mountain that had no people. Weiss wondered, what was up this small path. She received an answer, it lead to cliff that over looked the valley outside of Mistral. A river was flowing through it and with the moon's light reflecting off it, it made the entire valley glow. It took away Weiss's breath. Then Sora held out his hand, his keyblade appeared, from the tip small red sparks gently flew from the magic blade. They reached candles that were hidden on the face of the cliff, revealing a blanket filled with food and a vase that held a white rose. All Weiss could do was smile at the romantic gesture.

As they sat down she noticed the food looked a little too elaborate for Sora to cook, so she asked, "Where'd the food come from?"

"What makes you think I didn't cook it?"

Weiss gave him a look that said, 'really?'

"Okay fine, I promised Ren I'd clean his weapons if he cooked this for me," Sora sighed. Weiss giggled.

"It's still a wonderful picnic, Darling."

Sora smiled, "Thanks Baby. I thought after the fight at Haven, we could have a nice quiet dinner."

"You thought right," Weiss took a sip of the lemonade, "I needed this."

The two sat their and ate the food as well as talked. They talked about training, about Haven, about Mistral. Then when the food was gone. The two sat together admiring the view of the valley. Weiss rested her head on Sora's shoulder. She felt so relaxed, at peace, like all the bad things couldn't touch her. That wasn't true, she knew that. Soon they'd go to Atlas. The place her father lived… NO! she wasn't going to worry about that! She wasn't going to worry about tomorrow she was going to think about now! That thought made her think about what Yang said, then the pills. Weiss wasn't expecting anything of course, but for whatever reason she took one that morning.

"How about I go get us more lemonade," Sora suggested.

"Y-yes, that would be nice," Weiss said stiffly. Dammit she needed to relax. Sora stood up, but he stepped on one of the plates and it began to slide around, causing Sora to lose his balance. Weiss tried to get up to help him, but before they knew it Sora had fallen on top of Weiss. When they realized the position they were in, their faces were a deep crimson. Weiss was on her back on the blanket, Sora was lying on top of her facing her. For a minute they were frozen, not sure of what to do.

"I-I'm Sorry," Sora said as he began to get up, "I didn't mean to…" he trailed off when Weiss wrapped her arms around his neck and gently pulled him back down, "Weiss?"

Weiss looked at him, her face was red, and she looked extremely nervous, "Do you remember at the fall of Beacon? You were taken away. I didn't know what to do or if I would ever see you again. I was afraid we'd never had the chance to be together," her hold tighten, "Don't ever leave me, Sora, please I need you."

"Weiss," the way her hair spread out despite being in a ponytail, the way the moon light shone on her, her pale blue eyes sparkling with longing, she was beautiful, "I need you too."

He leaned down and captured her lips. Their lips danced together, slowly at first, then it began to become more intense. Sora's tongue gently licked her lips asking for permission, which she granted. She opened her mouth as Sora gently explored her mouth. Her own tongue welcomed his with sweet licks. She tasted like the lemonade they just drank.

Then in the haze of pleasure, Sora's hand instinctively began to feel up her stomach, until it cupped her right breast. Weiss let out a squeak of surprise, stopping them both, Sora pulled away and to his horror realized what he was starting to do. He didn't mean to, he really didn't, but he got caught up in the moment and his body reacted on its own.

"Weiss I'm so sorry," Sora immediately withdrew his hand, "I swear, I'd never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable or pressured," Sora tried to get up, believing Weiss would be angry, but she didn't let him go. Sora looked at her.

"I…" Weiss stammered, "Sora… I…" Everything that happened swirled in her mind. The near-death experience, the feeling of Sora's body on top of hers. It was tearing her nerves apart. Oh, what the hell you only live once! Weiss swallowed and finally said it, "I'm… yours Sora… you can do… whatever you want…"

Oh my god I can't believe I just said that! The dwindling rational side of Weiss screamed in her mind. Sora wasn't fairing much better. What Weiss just said basically stunned him, in a terrifying way. Of course, he wanted Weiss. She was beautiful, and her skin was so soft, and a lesser man would have immediately jumped at the opportunity. But Sora was not a weak-willed hormonal teenager. Okay he was, but one that still loved his girlfriend and didn't want her to have regrets. He stilled himself and gently wrapped his arms around Weiss.

"Weiss, are you sure?"

"Of course…" Weiss said, it took so much courage to say that and now Sora was asking questions, "Don't you… want to…"

Sora carefully sat them up. Weiss wasn't letting go, so he had to take her up with her. Weiss sat in his lap, both of them holding each other so close, they could feel their hearts pounding in anticipation, "I do… I really, really, really want to…" it was Sora's turn to mentally say, Oh my god I can't believe I just said that. "I just want you to understand. What we want… it's really serious."

"I… know…" Weiss said, "I… still want to…"

Sora was really starting to lose it at that point, but he still forced self-control, "I don't have any condoms… I might get you…"

"Yang, gave me… pills last night," Weiss confessed, "I took one… this morning…"

"Have you ever… done… it before?" Sora asked.

"N-no… I haven't…"

"I'll be gentle… but it will still hurt…" Sora confessed.

"I know… I don't care…" Weiss said.

Oh God this is really happening. "I'll ask one more time," Sora was amazed he kept his voice steady, but it was late at night on a cliff far from the main city, no one was coming, and no one would come for a long time, "Do you want to have… sex… with me… now?"

It felt like it took forever before Weiss answered, "… Yes…"

They held each other, both still nervous, still trying to come to terms to what they had just agreed to. Both so still, like two statues hugging in a tender embrace. Finally, there was movement.

Sora and Weiss's lips met again. For a few minutes that was it, just kissing. Lips and tongues dancing together. Weiss's eyes opened when she heard a clip coming undone and felt her shawl being slid off her shoulders. She changed her arms positions, so Sora could take the small jacket off completely, without breaking lip contact. After Weiss's arms were free. She felt her ponytail come undone, releasing her hair. And her charm being removed from her belt. All being carefully placed on the side of the blanket.

When Sora's hands returned to her. They started to explore. One trailed back up to her breast and began to gently squeeze and fondle it. Was started to release gasps and moans into Sora's mouth. The foreign feeling of someone touching her, the new type of pleasure that came with it, it was exciting, it was frightening, it was both at once!

Then she felt it, the zipper on the back of her dress coming undone. Soon she was gently placed back down on her back. Weiss gasped when Sora finally pulled away from their kiss and sat up. Weiss opened her eyes to see that Sora had taken off his hoodie, shirt, even his necklace. When he set the necklace down. A part of the chain fell on Weiss's icicle tiara.

Through half lidded eyes, Weiss looked over Sora's torso and blushed. Apparently hidden under the loose hoodie was a fairly muscled body. Then her eyes went to the scar on the side of his abdomen. She felt a small stab in her heart, how could she let that happen to him?

That thought was lost when he returned to her. He began to kiss her neck and caress her still covered breasts. Weiss could only moan and run her hands through his hair (Which was much softer than she thought it be). Then she felt her dress being slid off, over her hips.

Weiss's dress had a sewn-in bra, so she was now on the blanket only in her pale blue panties. Weiss couldn't help but feel anxious as Sora looked down at her. No one had ever seen her like that and Sora's stare didn't make it better.

"Wh-what?" Weiss couldn't help but ask snapping Sora out of it.

"Sorry, it's just, you're so pretty, I couldn't help but stare," Sora rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. That made Weiss blush more.

Sora leaned down to give her another kiss. Then his hands began to fondle her breasts again. The sensation was so different without the barrier of her dress. She could feel his skin, when he began to play with her nipples, flicking them, twisting them. She couldn't stop the moaning no matter how hard she tried. She didn't think it could feel better than that. Boy was she wrong.

Sora's mouth led kisses down her neck to her chest, latched onto her left breast. Causing her voice to reach higher volume, he licked and sucked on her already sensitive nipple. Everything was so intense and new for Weiss. Her body was being touched in different ways. It all felt good and strange and there was this strange sensation happening in the pit of her stomach, and now there was a sensation between her legs that wanted to be relieved. It was so much more than Blake's books described.

While Sora's mouth was still preoccupied with her chest, one of his hands was trailing down her body. His hand went between her legs. Even though her underwear was still on, she felt Sora's hand through the clothe. Gently it rubbed her clit and womanhood and her moaning increased. Weiss couldn't contain herself, everything felt good, the pleasure that was coming from her chest and clit were consuming her and she was positive she was now wet. In her pleasure filled hazed mind she briefly wondered how Sora was so good. Did he and Kairi have practice? That question melted away with another lick to her nipple.

Then she felt her panties being removed. Sora had lifted himself from her breast. Weiss had her eyes closed and was gasping, trying to calm herself. Trying to calm the stimulation she just felt and her anxiety. She was thought that this was it, Sora was going to do it, but she felt Sora place a hand on her cheek before kissing her. She opened her eyes, her pale blue met Sora's deep blue. She could tell he was just as stimulated as her, his eyes under a haze of lust. Weiss had never wanted something and was afraid of it as well before.

However, Sora brought his hand to his face and licked his fingers. In Weiss's aroused state, it looked extremely sexy. Then his hand returned to her womanhood, "Let's get you ready."

Weiss felt the slicked fingers stroke the entrance of her womanhood. Then they began to enter her slowly. Despite the slowness, Weiss tensed up and it hurt. She shut her eyes again in pain. Sora kissed her forehead, "Try to relax."

Weiss did, while the pain eased it still was not comfortable. Soon Sora's fingers were as far as they could go. After a few minutes to let Weiss adjust he began to slowly thrust. Weiss panted at the steady rhythm, the foreign penetration began to feel less painful and more pleasant. It wasn't long before she started to moan again. Something began to build up inside of her, it happened with ever thrust and only increased when Sora's thumb began to play with her clit. But the pace of the thrust was too slow.

"F-faster…" she managed to force out.

Sora obeyed, he began to quicken the pace. Weiss started to thrust her own hips, until finally what was building up inside of her reached completion and tumbled out of her with a scream of intense pleasure as she arched her back.

She flopped back down motionless. She felt worn out, exhausted, but she also felt satisfied at her first orgasm. As she lied there, she heard the unclicking of a belt. She looked to see Sora had undone his belt and pulled down his pants. Her eyes widened, freed from his boxers was a fully erected manhood. Weiss knew what men looked like naked from biology books, and she knew that it was swollen because Sora was sexually stimulated (She felt a little proud of that) but seeing a real one in real life, it looked bigger than the illustrations lead to believe.

Sora climbed back over her. As he looked her in the eye he stroked her cheek. Weiss was positive he was asking for approval again. He wanted her so badly. He touched her in places no man has ever done. He wanted her so bad he was dying, but he was holding back because he wanted her to be as happy as they could. He was so sweet, so kind, how Weiss loved him. She nodded, giving him the approval, he needed.

Sora took her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Then he finally entered. After being stretched by Sora's fingers and slicked from her orgasm, it wasn't so hard to slip in. But it was still so much bigger than his fingers. Then Sora reached a barrier. Weiss knew what was coming, she closed her eyes trying to brace herself for the pain. Sora took a breath, reached out and wrapped his arms around Weiss in an almost protective hold, then thrust forward breaking through.

Weiss released a short pain filled scream. Sora didn't move. Gently holding her waiting for her to adjust. Weiss was a huntress, so she wasn't frail, but she didn't know it would hurt that bad.

Sora was clenching his teeth, in frustration, forcing himself to not move. Even though Weiss was in pain, he felt so much pleasure. She was warm, wet, and despite being stretched out by his fingers, so tight. His carnal desires were screaming at him to move, to get more of the pleasure Weiss's body had to offer. He forced them down, he wouldn't do that to Weiss, not during their first time. It was a difficult few minutes for them both.

After a while, Weiss gave her hips a small experimental move. Sora released a small moan but still refused to move. Weiss sighed, most of the pain was gone, so, "Sora… you can move now."

Despite his carnal desires, Sora began to thrust slowly. Weiss began to release small moans, in slight pain and pleasure. Sora looked down and watched Weiss. Her long white hair laid around her in a messy halo. Her face was flushed red and her eyes were hooded. She was so beautiful, so kind, so strong, Sora wondered how she could possibly be his.

With every thrust he began to speak to her.

"Weiss… Weiss… I love you…"

Weiss wanted to respond, tried to respond, but the pain had completely ebbed away. Replaced by a pleasure that trumped the previous ones before. And every time she tried to respond, it was lost on her lips with a moan, but it still echoed in her mind.

I love you too.

"You're so beautiful… my snow angel…"

My darling.

"My princess… of light…"

My keyblade prince.

"How is it… You're mine?"

I am yours, take all of me! Unable to return his sweet whispers, she reached up and pulled him down in a sloppy kiss. Everything felt so good, she felt only Sora. His lips on hers, her hands through his spiked hair, her chest pressed against his, and the sweet spots of their bodies that joined together, creating pleasure with every thrust. And she didn't just feel pleasure, with Sora's gaze, his words, his gentle touch. She felt loved, so loved.

That strong pleasure came back stronger, once again, she orgasmed with pleasure filled scream. Sora thrusted a few more times before grunting, Weiss felt something warm spread through the inside of her.

The sun started to rise over the valley. On the face of a cliff, Sora and Weiss slept. Weiss's back was to Sora's chest as he spooned her. The picnic blanked was folded over them as Sora's jacked was used as a pillow. The light of the sun caused Weiss's eyes to open. She blinked. It took a few minutes for her to realize where she was and what happened the previous night. Her face began red, she carefully looked over her shoulder to see Sora still sleeping, cuddling her from behind.

Weiss looked ahead embarrassed. Oh God, they only meant to rest for a few minutes, but instead they spent the whole night? Someone was bound to notice. Okay maybe if they went back right away everyone would be asleep and wouldn't be the wiser if the got up and left right away.

Weiss tried to get back up but was pulled back by the sleeping Sora. She looked back to see his cute sleeping face. Her face turned more red. Maybe she could wait a few more minutes.

Now what should I do next?