Content Warning - First times, oral sex, fingering, dildo. Character - Weiss Schnee
They knew that the rest of JNPR would return back to the room soon, so Pyrrha let Weiss out of her cuddle, with some slight complaining. The heiress gently grabbed Pyrrha's arm and playfully tugged the redhead to the side of the bed.
"C'mon lazybones, we have to hurry!"
"Mmm… but it's so comfortable in here… and it still smells of you."
Weiss blushed, and sighed good-naturedly, putting her dress back on and gathering up her underwear. "Pyrrhaaa, come onnnn."
The Mistralian giggled, finally pushing herself up, "Okay, okay."
Still nude aside from her panties, she cuddled Weiss from behind, pressing her breasts against the smaller girl's back. "Were… you joking about continuing things this morning?" she whispered, slightly embarrassed.
The petite fencer reached up and stroked Pyrrha's cheek. "I wasn't… I want you to have your turn, but if you don't want to, we can always do it la-"
"Yes." The redhead blushed brightly at how quickly she responded. "I would, but, well, Ren and the others will be back soon and-"
Now it was Pyrrha's turn to be interrupted, her girlfriend turning and leaning up to kiss her. "Go get your clothes for today, and your shower things. This time, I'm actually going to show you something." Weiss pretended to look offended at having been 'interrupted' during the last night, but she couldn't hide the smile creeping out from her lips. The champion giggled openly, and gave the heiress a few more quick kisses for being so adorable.
"Will you need to borrow a towel or anything?" she asked, as she stroked the white hair out of the Atlesian girl's face.
Weiss paused in thought, before pecking the taller girl again. "Let me stop by my room to get my things."
Pyrrha murmured her acknowledgement before squeezing her heiress gently, still aglow with the events of the previous night. Slowly and reluctantly, she let Weiss go, giggling as the petite girl cautiously opened the door once Pyrrha was standing out of line of sight of the frame.
After Weiss left, the redhead sighed happily to herself, just smiling. A month ago, she thought that she'd be alone forever, yet now… she had someone. Someone who loved and cherished every moment with her, who'd never hurt her.
Suddenly, she was struck with a frown, remembering Weiss' admission about Yang. That would explain a lot about why things between the heiress and the brawler had become so tense lately. However, despite the flirting, the blonde seemed perfectly amiable towards her, and she hoped she could ease the rift between her girlfriend and her friend soon.
Knowing that she needed to do some sparring today, Pyrrha grabbed her combat garb save for her weapons, before gathering her toiletries. She wrapped the towel around herself to protect her modesty, making sure to bring her scroll with her to prevent herself from being locked out. After the first week where Joan had consistently locked herself out at least once a day, not a single member of teams RWBY or JNPR ever forgot their scroll again.
Once she was sure she had everything, she headed outside. It was still too early in the morning for the vast majority of the school to be awake yet, however, it didn't hurt to be cautious, especially if her teammates were going to stop by the room before breakfast after the evening of stargazing. Starting to travel down the corridor, the redhead turned around as she heard a door behind her click open, seeing her girlfriend quietly exit her room.
"I'm sorry!" Weiss mouthed. "Had to take things slowly to keep them from waking up." She still wore her dress from last night, although she had her combat skirt in her arms too, with a small container filled with what Pyrrha presumed must be her toiletries. The pair of them hurried along, giggling to each other about the silliness of their behaviour, both blushing at the thoughts of what was about to happen.
The taller girl let the heiress go into the communal bathroom first, entering it soon behind her and locking it after. Hanging their change of clothes up for now, there was a slight bit of embarrassment between them as they realized that they'd have to undress again. Their eyes met, and seeing the expression mirrored on their lover's face, both girls laughed, Weiss taking her dress off and Pyrrha unwrapping her towel, before hanging both it and Weiss' up on a hook.
Turning back, the Mistralian caught the Atlesian staring at her, blushing profusely. Feeling somewhat daring, the redhead slowly slipped her panties down her long legs, stepping one foot out of it before kicking it to a side to be washed later.
"W-well?" she asked, starting to blush too as she began posing a little. "How do I look?"
Weiss' cheeks grew brighter and brighter. "Y-you look gorgeous…"
Giggling softly at her girlfriend's sincerity, Pyrrha leaned down a little and cuddled the nude heiress close. She nuzzled into the top of Weiss' head, enjoying the way the smaller girl smelled, and the touch of her bare skin against Weiss'. She'd never thought of herself as beautiful in the way that Weiss' tone described and once again she was filled with the feeling of self-confidence that she'd never felt outside of combat and studies. Here was this beautiful, interesting and enchanting girl who found her just as attractive and engaging. Her emerald eyes met the cool, icy blue eyes of Weiss', and while she was content to simply enjoy the moment together, there was a reason for this rendezvous in the bathroom.
"I believe we were going to clean ourselves up a little?" the redhead murmured, releasing Weiss from the cuddle, but holding her hand gently.
The petite white haired girl bit her lip and nodded, picking up her toiletries container from the area next to the sink. "You get in first Pyrrha, I just have to make sure everything's here."
The champion found it somewhat strange, but assumed that her girlfriend mustn't have had a chance in her room. She hoped Weiss hadn't forgotten anything important, and if she had, well… Pyrrha hoped the heiress wouldn't mind using her things instead.
Getting into the shower, she turned the taps on to a nice soothing warmth, clearing out whatever sleepy bleariness she had left. She closed her eyes, facing up towards the showerhead and let the warm water run down her frame, matting her hair down against her back. She sighed happily, feeling the sweat being washed off of her muscles, and offered a blind smile over her shoulder as she heard the door open again behind her. The shorter girl joined Pyrrha under the jet of the water, and shivered a little, pressing herself against the tall redhead's back.
"It's a little cold in here," Weiss whispered with a giggle.
Turning so that Weiss received the brunt of the water, Pyrrha smiled down at her. "Really? It's quite warm to me."
"I guess I'm used to it being a little hotter."
The redhead reached over Weiss' shoulder to adjust the temperature, but the heiress reached up a hand to gently stop her. "It's fine. I'll survive somehow," the white haired girl teased, her hair clinging to her slender frame.
"Ah that's right, I forget how tough you are, my love," Pyrrha played along, giggling. She gently kissed Weiss' scar, making the heiress beam once more.
"Mmhmm. And you're here to help me if I can't handle it anyway." She leaned up on tip toes and kissed Pyrrha. "My hero."
The pair suffered another giggle fit at this, and Weiss picked up Pyrrha's body gel. "May I?"
"Of course," Pyrrha replied, blushing a little. She could see the heiress' little pink rosebud nipples erect, even under the warm water, and heard the gel being squeezed into Weiss' hands as she admired her girlfriend's body. The heiress' collarbones immediately caught her eye. And Pyrrha longed to kiss along them once again. Emerald eyes roamed lower, and gently, she placed her hands on Weiss' hips, tugging the smaller girl closer to her. Weiss let out another giggle at this treatment, even as she gently began rubbing the gel onto the redhead, first her sides and abs, then beginning to work her way up. The redhead murmured contently, feeling the petite girl's hands rubbing her soothingly, almost like a massage. She looked lower still at Weiss' dancer-like legs, so soft and smooth to touch. As the heiress leaned up, Pyrrha was able to admire her chest properly in the light of day. Considering her previous girlfriend flaunted her assets so confidently, it was understandable that Weiss felt self-conscious, but to the champion they were perfect. She leaned down and kissed their softness, to which she saw the heiress blush quite prettily.
"Dolt," the white haired girl whispered, her tone playful. "Let me take care of you this time."
Pyrrha smiled. "Oh, yes. Forgive me."
"I will, this time~"
Pyrrha smiled but her mind wandered to the previous night. She'd never seen another girl down there before, outside of biology textbooks and she loved how her heiress kept herself so smooth and clean shaven. Pyrrha hoped to get more intimately acquainted with them again soon. A soft throat clearing noise caught her and she found herself looking at amused blue eyes, an eyebrow raised.
"Enjoying the view?" Weiss teased gently, a smile on her face.
That was what warmed her heart the most, and Pyrrha raised her hand to stroke the smaller girl's cheek. It wasn't any one thing that made the heiress beautiful to her; it was everything. Her grace, her physique, her personality… and most of all, her smile.
"I love you."
Weiss' teasing expression quickly faded into a blush, before she replied. "I love you too, Pyrrha."
The heiress began to move around her, slowly smoothing the gel into the champion's skin, like oil on her armour. The intimate caresses were not lost on the Mistral native and she took a deep breath, steadying herself against the wall of the shower. She couldn't wait to see what Weiss would do to her, although she was a little nervous. Would it hurt? The heiress loved what was done to her the previous night; should Pyrrha expect something similar? And yet… Weiss wasn't even trying to touch between her legs. She seemed happy to be lathering the gel onto the redhead, causing the green eyed girl to hum questioningly.
"Patience, love. A little waiting didn't hurt anyone." Weiss still struggled around pet names, the words sounding strange in her mouth. But to her, there was no one else that deserved them more. Even in her relationship with Yang, their pet names for each other could be interpreted as more insult than affection, yet with Pyrrha, there was no denying the love she bore for the taller girl.
The heiress began placing kisses along Pyrrha's shoulder blades, leaning up and onto her to softly touch her lips to the champion's neck, as her hands started lathering the body wash into the area under the taller girl's breasts, gently cupping and raising them. The Mistralian gasped softly, tortured by Weiss' slow, teasing pace. Soon, the heiress began rubbing the gel into Pyrrha's breasts with her thumbs, kneading them in slow circles around her peaking nipples. She continued kissing at Pyrrha's neck, now suckling a little, sometimes even placing her teeth against the redhead's flesh, while squeezing and groping at the champion's breasts from behind. Pyrrha felt her breath hitch and she gasped, letting out a breath that she didn't know she was holding.
She could feel Weiss' body pushing into her back, and the soft friction between the two bodies was heating her up, in more than just temperature. She almost wanted to take the heiress right there, but she knew in her heart that Weiss was right; however difficult it seemed, patience would make this so much better. She felt one of the Atlesian's hands leave her and pull the shower head off of its holder. Soon, the cool temperature of the morning began setting in again, clashing with the warmth of the girl behind her, whose lips were still on her neck, her nape, the heat between her thighs and the running water Weiss directed underneath her breasts, washing off the body wash.
Pyrrha moaned softly at the teasing; the heiress was certainly going to make this as unforgettable as she possibly could. Weiss kept moving the warm water slowly upwards, rivulets running off of Pyrrha's chest and down her body. Even as she did so, she kept kissing the champion's neck, moving to her throat, marking her, claiming her…
The redhead was trembling as Weiss snaked her way back around, panting already without the heiress having even touched her burning need.
"Hold." The word was simple, the smaller girl gently pressing the shower head into Pyrrha's hands. The moment the Mistralian acquiesced, Weiss pressed into her and gave her a deep and tender kiss of love and longing.
It was, at least in the redhead's limited experience, absolutely breath-taking.
When their lips finally parted, Pyrrha's eyes began to flutter open, meeting the heiress' own sapphires as they peeked out.
"If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, tell me immediately, okay?" Weiss cautioned, her concern for her lover audible in her voice.
"I'm not fragile sweetie, I doubt you could 'break' me." Pyrrha smiled lovingly, stroking the heiress' wet fringe out of her face, even as her legs still shook from the intensity of Weiss' kiss.
"Just… let me know, okay? And keep the water running over us." Weiss began placing kisses slowly down Pyrrha's frame as she started to slide down to her knees in front of the champion. The redhead complied with her girlfriend's request, leaning lightly against the cool tiles behind her, shivering from their sharp frigid bite. It felt so much colder against her skin like this; normally the champion could handle the chill with ease, but whatever Weiss was doing to her… the very contrast of the temperatures she was playing with made Pyrrha bite her lip to keep herself from moaning. Within heartbeats, her free hand shot up to her mouth as a soft gasp slipped out as she felt the warmth of Weiss' breath against her folds, the water still running down her front.
The heiress smiled up at her girlfriend, gently rubbing her thighs. Keeping eye contact, Weiss flicked out her tongue, gently grazing Pyrrha's slit. Her smile grew a bit broader as she heard the champion let out another gasp, and she gently nuzzled into the redhead's crotch. Teasingly, Weiss slowly ran the tip of her tongue up to Pyrrha's clit as she continued to rub the underside of her thighs.
Pyrrha spread herself a little more, the water jerking away from her as she visibly quavered from the heiress' actions. Unlike herself the previous night, Weiss clearly knew what she was doing, and was doing her utmost to keep the redhead as teased and aroused for as long as possible.
Trembling a little, the champion redirected the water back to herself and her girlfriend, not even noticing the way that the metal hose of the shower started to glow black a little and twitch. She moved her hand back against the tiled wall to try steady herself, even though she was embarrassed by the noises Weiss was drawing from her, she saw the little flicker of delight in the smaller girl's eyes, and did her best to embrace it.
Gently grazing her thighs with the back of one hand, the heiress continued to kiss and flick her tongue against Pyrrha's clit. Suddenly, the redhead felt a slight pressure against her folds, as Weiss gently slipped a finger in, very slowly and carefully. Unable to prevent herself this time, Pyrrha let out a moan, biting her lip at the feeling of the first time another person had entered her. She looked down at her girlfriend lovingly, despite feeling her legs start to wobble ever so slightly. The shower hose began flicking a little more, but neither one noticed it.
The heiress blinked a little in surprise at the lack of resistance, withdrawing her finger just as gently and placing a gentle kiss just above Pyrrha's folds.
"No-?"
Pyrrha shook her head slightly. "Training," she whispered.
Weiss nodded in understanding, sliding her finger back in and adding another as she continued kissing along Pyrrha's thigh. The champion's arms began trembling a little more, and she felt herself start to slide down slowly against the tiles, halting her descent with one hand. Her breathing quickened even more as the smaller girl continued to tenderly finger her, gently teasing her thumb against Pyrrha's sensitive jewel.
"W-Weiss…" she got out, between gasps.
Instantly, the heiress halted, looking up the redhead with concern. Pyrrha shook her head, smiling broadly as she shook.
"K-keep going, please?"
Weiss relaxed and smiled, kissing and licking gently as her fingers continued to slowly slip in and out of her girlfriend. Pyrrha shook even more, as Weiss poured all of her affection and talent into making sure the redhead felt loved above all else. As the taller girl closed her eyes in pleasure, she couldn't stop herself from running her hand through Weiss' hair, slipping down a little further. Her chest quivered with every gasp that her lover gave her. Even the showerhead in her hand shook from her own trembling, the warm water's spray on her cool sensitive skin making her jolt even further. Her body felt so hot despite the morning's chill, and she'd never shaken like this save for after a long work out. Suddenly, a fumbling sound, broke her reverie and she saw her girlfriend blindly groping for her box.
With a gentle coo, Pyrrha stroked Weiss' hair once more, motioning to the box with a flick of her chin. Weiss, after all of this, turned a bright red.
"Do you trust me?" the heiress whispered, barely audibly over the sound of the rushing water. Still trembling, the champion stroked the heiress' hair gently.
"With my life."
Turning away, the smaller girl properly opened up the box, and with a guilty and embarrassed expression, took a light blue, smooth cylindrical object out of it. She offered it up to Pyrrha for her inspection, still on her knees in front of her. The champion gently pushed herself upright again with her elbow, taking the object from Weiss.
"You have one of these?" Pyrrha murmured in surprise. She'd never owned a dildo before, and knowing that someone as proper as Weiss had one made her giggle a little. The colour of it was not something that escaped her notice either, its similarity to the heiress' usual clothing attire was clearly not an idle coincidence.
Weiss blushed with extreme embarrassment, defensively stating, "It helps a lot on occasion. It makes things feel very different. And very… pleasant."
The redhead bit her lip in thought, and smiled down at her heiress, offering the dildo back to her. "Use it on me."
Weiss stopped in her tracks, her next point dying before it could be uttered, and she grinned in happy surprise. "That was the plan."
Kissing Pyrrha's pussy gently, she rubbed the head of the toy against her folds. Despite the brief respite the warrior had had, she hadn't really had a chance to simmer down at all, and this new presence gently pushing its way inside of her hardly helped. She'd never felt filled like this before, as Weiss artfully teased her clit with her thumb and tongue.
She was slipping. Pyrrha couldn't hold herself up against the tiles any longer, and with each gentle thrust the heiress made with the dildo, each time her teeth or nail gently grazed her pearl, the champion felt herself sliding down the tiles even more. She didn't even see where the water was pointed any more, the droplets on her chest growing colder by the minute as the showerhead pointed at the ground. Her nipples hardened at the chill and her own arousal, she tilted her head upwards, breathing deeper and deeper, almost panting at the way Weiss kept pleasing her.
Pyrrha slid down even further, and Weiss looked up in surprise as her girlfriend's womanhood suddenly was out of immediate reach of her tongue. Seeing she was fine, the heiress tried to help slow the redhead's descent, supporting her with one hand, even as the other kept moving the dildo back and forth.
The redhead murmured her thanks through her sighs and deep breaths, Weiss helping ease her to the floor. When she was settled there, the heiress leaned in from her side, propping herself up on one hand, kissing up her the redhead's collarbone to her neck, then her throat. Pyrrha couldn't help but moan, feeling more loved than she'd ever been in her life. If the white haired girl kept going like this, it'd be the first time that someone else had ever made her cum…
Reaching out, she grabbed Weiss gently by the back of the head and pulled her into a heated kiss. The heiress' surprise stopped the gentle piston of the dildo for a moment, before she started again, speeding up as she felt the champion's need.
Pyrrha held the kiss as long as she could, her legs tensing up. She let out little moans into Weiss mouth as the heiress' tongue darted around, shivering as the shower head slipped out of her hand. It writhed around as her semblance played havoc with it unconsciously, spraying water everywhere as it slowly thrashed about the tiled floor. Her legs almost started cramping at the intensity of Weiss' movements, her calls of love for her girlfriend muffled by the heiress' mouth. The champion started bucking against it, trying to get herself off even faster and then…
Whiteness. The redhead felt like all her senses had been cut off, for just a heartbeat, before coming back stronger than ever. Her legs started going limp, sliding down across the tiled floor as she broke the kiss with Weiss. Realizing what had happened, Weiss slowed down, gently letting her lover ride it out, smiling at the almost goofy smile Pyrrha had on her face. She gently kissed the taller girl as she removed the dildo, giving it a quick rinse and putting it back in the box. Snuggling closer to keep her warm with her own body, Weiss began nuzzling into her, telling Pyrrha how beautiful she was, and how happy the heiress felt to be able to return the favour from last night.
Pyrrha slowly cuddled her lover as close as possible, and gave her a silent kiss, not being able to express her love for the heiress in any other way. No one had ever made her feel this way before. She'd never felt this lucky, this loved or even… this happy before. And looking into Weiss' eyes afterwards, she could see just how much the Atlesian did truly love her.
The smaller girl picked up the shower head, her brow furling a little as it proved a little difficult to tug over towards Pyrrha's chest, gently letting the warm spray heat up her companion, and clean her up a little. The redhead let out a soft happy sound at that.
Holding onto a bar, Weiss pulled herself up, making sure that she was firmly planted before offering her hand to the taller girl with a loving smile. "Take it slow, okay?"
Pyrrha did just that, trying not to let the heiress take all of her weight. She managed to get to her feet, still feeling slightly wobbly, but Weiss was there for her, like she would always be. They stepped out of the shower, Pyrrha resting herself gently against the wall, still smiling and breathing a little deeply as the smaller girl grabbed their towels.
"I don't think we ended cleaning ourselves properly after all that," Pyrrha murmured, slightly dazed, but very happy. She took the towel from Weiss gratefully and wrapped it around herself, shivering from more than just the cold.
"We can wash ourselves properly after sparring… Individually, so we don't get distracted this time," Weiss giggled, gently towelling herself down, before offering to do the same for her love. Pyrrha smiled in gratitude, enjoying the heiress' touch and lips against her once more. Weiss kept it surprisingly professional, aside from the occasional kiss here and there, and the champion bit her lip, already beginning to wonder when the two would get a chance to enjoy each other's company again, like the last 12 hours. Both wrapped towels around themselves, as they began to brush their teeth together, sharing the sink. Playfully, Weiss bumped her hip against Pyrrha's, the champion responding in turn. This caused yet more smiles to break out, and finishing brushing her teeth first, Weiss disrobed out of her towel and began getting changed into her combat garb.
Slowly putting on fresh underwear and her skirt, Pyrrha giggled. She stopped, distracted, and let herself enjoy the sight of Weiss getting dressed for a while, the white haired girl noticing her gaze in the mirror, and mouthed 'what?' with a slight head tilt.
The redhead simply smiled and replied 'You,' making a heart shape with her hands. Weiss' happy blush at Pyrrha's affection for her made the champion giggle once more, scooping her heiress up from behind in a cuddle.
The Atlesian laughed gaily, leaning back and kissing Pyrrha's cheek. "Put me down you brute!"
Giggling more, the redhead attacked Weiss' neck with soft little kisses, making the Schnee squeal happily. Weiss reached up, using the mirror to guide her hand to Pyrrha's cheek. "You have no idea how much I love you," she whispered softly.
Pyrrha gently placed Weiss back on the floor, kissing the top of her head and cuddling her from behind. "I think I do sweetie. And I bet I love you more."
"Mmm… well I hope you can put your money where your mouth is," the heiress teased.
"I'm sure you'd let me borrow some of yours if I really needed it." Despite her delivery being pitch perfect, the redhead couldn't help but giggle.
Weiss laughed at how quickly Pyrrha's straight face broke down, turning around and kissing her properly. "You idiot."
She stroked Pyrrha's cheek affectionately, smiling up at her with emerald eyes. "Why couldn't you have been my first?"
Weiss' jaw quickly dropped, realizing what she'd just said, but Pyrrha simply laughed it off. "If I had, I don't think you'd have been able to make my first time quite so glorious, darling," the redhead teased.
The heiress gasped and laughed, cuddling the Mistralian girl close. "You've gotten so cheeky!"
Pyrrha smiled happily, stroking Weiss' hair. "You've made me feel so comfortable with you. Like I can do whatever I want."
"Good." The shorter girl gently grasped Pyrrha's hand and squeezed it softly. "You deserve to feel that way."
Pyrrha blushed deeply, not being able to think of any response so just kissed the girl who loved her. There was nothing but silence for a moment, as two hearts beat as one, but sadly it didn't last, as a patient rapping at the door startled them both.
"In a minute!" Pyrrha called out, hastily letting go of the heiress, both rushing to put on their remaining clothes.
"Take your time," the voice behind the door spoke, not sounding particularly bothered.
Pyrrha put on her corset in a hurry, and Weiss hurried behind her. "Do you need me to lace you up?" the heiress offered.
Pyrrha shook her head, "No need." Watching herself in the mirror, the champion's hands glowed, the little metal pieces in the string of her corset quickly looping through all the eyelets.
"That's a nice trick," the shorter girl mentioned appreciatively.
Now it was Pyrrha's turn to blush at something, mentioning under her breath, "I liked to sleep in once in a while when I was younger. I had to improvise something."
Weiss smiled and gave her girlfriend's hand a squeeze. "Your secret's safe with me."
They both gave each other a once over, making sure that they looked pristine as ever, and had all their belongings, before finally leaving the bathroom.
Sitting down next to the doorway, Blake closed her book. "I hope the two of you didn't use up all the hot water," the yukata clad faunus deadpanned, allowing herself the tiniest smile for catching her two friends so embarrassed.
Pyrrha and Weiss were mortified, immediately starting to make excuses, before the black hair girl stopped them. "It's fine," Blake stated, flicking her hair back. "Whatever you two get up to is your own business. I only got here a few minutes ago."
That said, the heiress and the champion still began to apologize profusely, to which Blake only responded with a small smile. She chuckled, watching them walk down the hall back to their rooms, still looking embarrassed. It must be nice to be with someone. Ever since… Blake paused, not wanting to think about her old partner. She shook her head and blushed a little. Maybe I've read a few too many romances since then.
Walking into the bathroom, the Faunus girl put her belongings to one side, making sure her book wouldn't get wet. She stretched before disrobing, hanging up her yukata with her towel, before entering the shower.
Blake stopped and just stared at the showerhead lying on the ground. The hose definitely did not look that way yesterday.