Chapter Eight: Field Trip

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS LEWD. IF YOU DON'T LIKE LEWDNESS THEN DON'T READ PAST THE THIRD FULL BREAK. THAT IS IT, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

"Umm, Ruby?"

"Yeah, Com?" Ruby says, looking around as we walk into the nearby forest. Not sure what our objective is, but I assume we've got to kill some shit or collect some shit or something along those lines. I mean, it's happened in the show before, hasn't it?

"If you wouldn't mind telling me, what happened last night? I kind of mentally blacked out after a while and just woke up to...this morning."

"Well..." Ruby looks at her feet with a small smile, "we just kept messing around after drinking that gravity mix, jumping around like a madman. Then out of nowhere you got very...strange, for lack of a better word. 'Sexual' might be a better term, actually"

"Ah, that'll be the blackout part. Kind of like getting drunk. To be honest, that's the me that I keep away from the public underneath this calm demeanor." I wave my hand in front of my face for emphasis. "Well, what happened after that?"

"Wh-what do you think happened?" Ruby blushes and looks at her feet yet again, embarrassed from the looks of it. Yang and Weiss catch up, presumably overhearing our conversation.

"Yeah, you were a beast then. Jesus, that was an experience. We should do that again soon." Yang says this while placing a finger on my chin and smirking.

"Not yet, Yang, I'm still sore and tired." Weiss smiles (a truly rare sight). "You may be short, Com, but..."

"Your lower self isn't!" Yang bursts out laughing, slapping her knees and all.

I look at Ruby, visibly shocked. "You were fine with this?"

Ruby shrugs. "I did some thinking, and if we get too serious it could mess up the team chemistry. Plus if we break up it'll really mess everything up. So I think it's best if we stay friends. I don't mind. I think it might actually do us some good." She smiles at me, completely earnest. "Plus, I don't think it would be fair to have you all to myself."

"That does seem for the best." I don't mind not being too serious with Ruby, that gives me benefits with all of team RWBY. To be honest, I'd be more upset if she'd let this develop any further then broke it off, but I feel it was a little too hasty. I turn to Yang, serious.

"Well, regardless, relationship or not, the conditions we agreed on back at the pizza place now apply to everyone. And if I don't follow up on them, the punishment will stay the same. Understood?"
Yang breaks the jokey demeanour for a second and nods solemnly. "Got it. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll treat us well." She leans in to whisper in my ear. "You did last night, Com. Thanks for that."

I blush, my face red as a radish, and I shiver at her seductive tone. I was still a virgin but after you watch that much porn, you tend to pick up a little.

"Any time, girls. Well, nearly any time." I grin. I guess I can be more open and honest now that we've...done things. I suppose I also don't need to be so worried like I was yesterday morning. I just hope I can summon the charisma I possessed when I mentally blacked out, I mean, Jesus. How on Earth did I convince all of them to sleep with me? I guess I can just cause myself to black out so I don't disappoint.

We keep walking for a few minutes more, and in that time I catch up with Blake, who was walking closer to the front.

"Hey, Blake. How are you?" I say, quickening my pace as to walk side by side.

"I'm fine, thanks Com." She seems troubled by something, deep in thought.
"Something up? You look troubled."

"Well, I was wondering. You said you mentally blacked out last night, right? We drank similar concoctions but, mentally, we stayed relatively unaffected. Why were you affected while we weren't?"

I already have an answer. "I think it might be that I'm not used to Dust. You have grown up in a world in which Dust is commonplace, while in my world there's no such thing. Perhaps it's an adaptation of people here, or maybe individuals grow used to it in time."

"That does seem like the most logical explanation." Blake seems to snap out of whatever deep thinking she was partaking in and turns to me with a smile.

"Last night was fun. You should act like that more often." After holding eye contact for a while, she gets embarrassed and looks away at the ground, blushing. For God's sake, was I really that good? I mean, I was a virgin till last night. Maybe the MonStar had something to do with it? I don't know, I'm not going to think about it too much.

The group stops and Glynda addresses us. "Alright. We've heard that some robots went missing while on patrol in this area. We can assume they were taken out by Grimm. Since you are more capable than sentry guards, I'm entrusting you with the task of tracking down the parts and finding out what happened to them. I'm here to make sure you don't die while doing so."

"Pretty hands-off approach to teaching." I whisper to Ruby, who nods in response.

"All of you will travel in your respective groups. Once you have found any parts, you will bring them back to this point. If they are easily salvageable, we will take them and rebuild them. If they aren't, you may do with them what you wish."

At this, I get an idea. I'll keep it private until the time comes, though.

"Be back here in two hours. If you aren't, you will get a detention. Understood?"

A quiet murmur of "Understood" spreads through the small crowd of students.

We all depart in different directions, with team RWBY and I heading south-east of the point we started. We walk in relative silence, all focusing to see if we can see anything metallic-looking. After about an hour of searching we decide to sit down for a while and have a break. We didn't have much luck, finding only one piece of scrap metal. I sigh and open up a portal, pulling out an energy drink (they were on special, only one day past their use-by-date) and cracking it open. While Ruby, Weiss and Blake sit on a nearby felled tree, I walk over to the middle of the grassy clearing we stopped in and lie down on my back, staring at the sky. It's a cool day, sunny but the wind has a little bite to it. The clouds are white and scattered sparsely across the sky. The vibrant leafy green of the peaks of the trees further accentuate the blue of the sky. As I'm laying here, taking in the beauty of nature, Yang comes and lies next to me.

"You reckon we'll have any luck?" I say, not taking my eyes off the sky.

"Probably not, but I don't really mind. It's a good way of spending a class day. How are you feeling?"

"Bored, but I'm fine enough. You?"

"I'm fairly bored as well. We're resting here for about fifteen more minutes. How about we make something of it?" She props herself up on one arm and looks at me with a look in her eyes. A look that I don't like.

"Wh-what do you mean by 'make something of it'? Yang?" I try to get up but she pushes me down, and I fall on my back again. I'm not hurt and not worried about Yang, but I'm just confused. I don't know what she has in mind but it sounds interesting. But if I knew what it was it'd be appreciated.

Yang pulls me closer so that we're only about 10 centimetres apart, gazing into my eyes. They seem to grow even more purple as I gaze back at her, still a little confused.

Yang keeps pulling me closer until we're touching, with me in her arms and her in mine. We stay like this for about a minute before Yang leans closer to me and whispers in my ear, slowly and quietly.

"Tell me, Com. Tell me how you're feeling now."

"Certainly a lot less bored." With a nervous chuckle on my end, Yang moves her head away from my ear, and I can finally breathe-

Yang's lips touch mine. They're soft and warm and taste like some kind of berry. Strawberries? Raspberries? I don't know, I was never the biggest fan of fruit. My heart's racing, I wasn't expecting this at all. Either way, we're lying on the ground, holding each other and kissing. This feels...strange. In a good way, a great way. I'd never even held hands with a girl in my dimension, and suddenly I'm here, in the forest, in an alternate dimension, kissing the most beautiful person I have ever seen. My hands begin to wander, eventually resting on her hips, as she places one hand on my chest and the other on the back of my head, running her fingers through my hair. There's some kind of emotion behind that gesture; a passion, I sense, deep yet gentle and controlled. I'm starting to find it hard not to take this further then it needs to go. Wow, this is actually kind of tiring. Those poor Bumblebee shippers.

I move one of my hands up from Yang's waist, and I rest it on her cheek. It feels soft and warm like her lips. Feeling a sudden shot of lust, I get the urge to advance this. I would, but we're in public and the other girls are right behind us. If we were completely alone in a private space I would've lost the ability to resist long ago.

As we're kissing, lying on the grass, I feel a slight tap on the back of my head. Bizarre, it didn't look like rainy weather, and Yang's moved her hand down to my lower region-

I withdraw, unwillingly. "Yang, wait a sec-"

"Come on, Com. Don't be a square." Yang grins, undoing the belt of my trousers. "The girls wouldn't mind."

"Yeah, but-" Out of the corner of my eye I spot Cardin and his lackeys. Cardin's filming us on his Scroll, looking very pleased with himself. He's gone and done it now.

I stand up and face Cardin, my hands shaking from rage. Yang looks confused until she looks in the direction of Cardin, and when she does the follows suit. I pull out my revolver and shoot Cardin square in the head, knocking him down to the floor. He drops his Scroll in the process and it lands with a faint clatter on the floor. I open a portal near it and retrieve it, grabbing it with my hand. I withdraw it from the portal and promptly delete the footage. I'm sure it could be used for blackmail later, so this is for the best. At least he wasn't streaming it.

I open the 'Deleted' folder and delete it from there, so that there's no proof whatsoever of this. Looking up, I notice that Yang's holding Cardin against a tree by his neck, her eyes red and gleaming.

"Let him go, Yang. We needn't cause any more trouble than we need to." This seems to cut through Yang's fury, and she shoves Cardin away from her. He attempts to land on his feet but he stands on a root, making him lose his balance. As he falls flat on his arse, I toss the Scroll back at him in a lazy arc.

"This isn't over, Mister Universe."

"Oh, I think you'll find it is." A portal appears about a metre away from Cardin, and it emits a blue glow, pulsating with energy. "Unless, of course, you want every molecule in your body to be disintegrated in a matter of seconds. In that case, please continue." I drop the composed facade for a second. "Now fuck off."

Cardin and his goons retreat at the sight of my seething. I'm beginning to get the urge to kill them anyways. A hand on my shoulder drags me back to reality.

"Com, are you alright?" Ruby looks at me with serious concern.

"Yes. Yes, I'm fine. All good. Thanks, Ruby." I force a smile, and my anger begins to fade. Ruby seems to have a similar effect on Yang, as he red in her eyes slowly vanishes, replaced with the ordinary purple.

"Was that...Cardin, just now?"

"Yes, it was. He wanted revenge for his loss yesterday, I'm pretty sure. What do you think, Yang?"

Yang shakes her head. "I think you're right. Stupid pricks." She looks at me with a smile. "At least the video was deleted. But, y'know, we both looked pretty good. If it did get out, I don't think it'd be an emergency."

"Yeah. You're right." The forced smile begins to come naturally.

"Umm...what were you doing? We just came when we heard shouting and gunshots." I look behind her and notice that Blake and Weiss are present as well, both also looking fairly worried.

"Oh, we were just relaxing, enjoying each other's company. You know how it is."

I look at Yang with a knowing smile, which she returns. She gives me the look, the look that simply states 'To Be Continued.'

. . . . .

I lie on the floor of the dormitory, listening to some ASMR I downloaded when I was still in my dimension. I used to think it was weird, but I'm addicted now, it just calms me down. After everything that's happened in the last two or so weeks, I think I need some fucking relaxation.

We ended up finding a severed robot arm and half a leg on our excursion-type class. That was about four days ago, and I've just been continuing with classes as usual. In terms of my performance, I seem to be keeping up academically, despite having fairly little knowledge of the world of Remnant. I know about the different types of Grimm well enough, and I'm pretty good in terms of lore and history, and I outperform nearly everyone else in my knowledge of Dust and religion (despite being an outgoing atheist. It was the same back on Earth). In the fighting classes, I've won about five matches and lost one (to Nora, I forgot about her Semblance and zapped her with a taser. She proceeded to destroy me in one hit. Then again, because of my low Aura, most people's attacks will knock me low in about in two or three hits). I'm ranking pretty high in that regard. I mean, as long as you have more wins than losses, you're doing pretty well.

My calm, meditative state is broken by the sound of a door creaking open out of my field of view. My sigh could be heard from the heavens, now that my trancelike state is gone. I pause the track and ask who it is, in a slightly gravelly voice (Ren kicked me in the throat today. Knocked me down to half health, that did).

"Hi, Com! Sorry, we're just grabbing some gear. Did we interrupt anything?"

"No, no, it's fine, Ruby. Have fun."

Ruby, Weiss and Blake grab a few items and leave, presumably to do some kind of evening hunting. Only Yang remains.

"Aren't you joining the rest of the girls, Yang?"

"Nah, I'm too tired for that right now. That battle against Pyrrha was exhausting." She settles into her bed, not even bothering to get changed. "Well, I'm going to rest. The other girls are doing some kind of hunting camp with team JNPR, so they won't be back until tomorrow."

"Alright. Let me know if you need anything. You look properly out of it." She just looks so done, a grin stretches across my face. She looks like a little kid who just came down off a sugar rush. I know the feeling, those MonStars have a serious crash problem.

I stick my headphones back on and start the playlist. Within fifteen minutes, I'm fast asleep, drifting off into my dreams.

. . . . .

I jolt awake from a nightmare involving Grimm eating my hands and legs. I'm pretty shaken up by it, but I get over it eventually, and begin to feel more hungry than traumatized. My stomach growls and I recall missing dinner. I didn't mean to, but I didn't feel like socialising and wasn't that hungry anyways. Some days we all feel like that, don't we?

To quell my appetite I stand up and tiptoe to the snack cupboard. If it was just me in the room I would've just opened a tear, but it's not and I don't want to wake Yang up with the sound and light that the creation of a tear produces. I reach into the cupboard and grab a mini-packet of Pumpkin Petes. I'll eat it dry, it doesn't bother me (on a side note, why do some people seem repulsed by eating cereal dry? It tastes fine without it, the milk is just a bonus. Stop complaining).

Something stirs behind me. Turning around, I see a mass of yellow hair emerge from the sheets of Yang's bed. She runs her hand through her hair, moving it back to its normal position, and looks at me in a strange manner. "Hey, Com" she half-says, half-yawns.

"Hey Yang. I hope I didn't wake you up."

"No, no, it's fine, I was awake anyway. What are you doing?"

"Oh, I skipped dinner, so I decided to get a snack to tide me over until breakfast."

"Hmm." Yang doesn't really seem to be listening. She's looking at me in a familiar way, but I can't quite put my finger on where I've seen it before. I walk back over to the floor and lie back down. As my consciousness begins to fade, Yang says "Should we continue from where we left off?"

"Huh?" As I regain focus, I see Yang getting up from her bed. She must've changed into pyjamas sometime through the night, because I notice a pile of her clothes at the end of her bed. She approaches me, that look still present in her eyes. Where have I seen that before?

"What do you mean by tha-"

Oh. Those eyes. That look. That's the look she gave me on that field trip. I know what's going on now. But before I can fully grasp the situation, Yang lies next to me and immediately starts from where we left off four days ago, pressing her lips against mine. I return the gesture, tilting my head and closing my eyes as I lose myself in her touch, her fragrance, her everything. Yang presses her body against mine and I press back, almost as if we're trying to merge and become one. She begins to move her hands down my body slowly, first through my hair, then down to my chest, where she lingers for a brief moment as I rest my left hand on her hips, my right hand on her cheek. She feels warm, as if she's blushing. How far will I take this? I mean, we're in a private place, so that's not stopping me, and I've had sex with her before (even if I have no recollection of it), so…

As we separate for a moment, Yang's hand keeps travelling downwards, until it reaches my abdomen. I feel the pressure more there and a gasp escapes my lips, half from the pressure (I don't think Yang realises how strong she actually is) and half from the excitement that's building deep inside me.

"Yang, are you sure the door's locked? I don't need a repeat of last time-"

"Com, you need to start thinking with your lower head instead of your upper one." She smiles, not a grin, but a smile of want, of desire, with only a hint of humour present. That feeling's mutual. Also, my lower self is agreeing with her, and who am I to disagree?

A sigh escapes my lips. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. It doesn't matter anyway." We kiss again, this time with more urgency, more passion present. Yang's hand continues to travel downwards, and when she reaches my crotch area she begins to rub, slowly, up and down my groin, through the fabric of my pyjama pants. Stopping for a second, she begins to remove her shirt. I look on, my eyes blazing with lust and want. Oh fuck, this feels right. Man, I'm one lucky sonuvabitch. At this point I would remove my shirt as well, but I typically sleep without a top, and tonight is no exception.d

Yang throws her shirt to the other side of the room, fully exposing her naked chest (she doesn't wear a bra to bed, I've noticed). For a moment I'm not certain where to look. Is it OK to look her in the eyes, or do I look at her body or what? I'm not entirely sure, so I kind of avert my eyes, a massive blush forming on my face. At least I try to, but it's a lot more difficult than it sounds when there's a beautiful, nearly naked girl who's in the process of removing what's left of her clothes. You know, I reckon I'll help out with this process. I slowly pull down on her pyjama pants, exposing her pale thighs and lacy panties. Her pale skin makes her almost glow in the light of the shattered moon, like some kind of angel or goddess. The promise I made comes to mind. Am I certain that I'm ready for this?

I set all of those doubts aside and continue kissing her, my hand caressing her inner thigh. She makes the slightest of moans as I run my hand up and down her heavenly form, slowing down whenever I get to a particularly sensitive area, almost teasing her. She looks into my eyes, and I see desire let loose, the spark of pure lust in her eyes. I can see how much she wants me. That look must be present in my eyes too, as she seductively smiles at me, continuing to trace around the area of my groin.

What's the next step though? I don't think we can move straight to sex quite yet, something feels incomplete. And then it hits me. Well, they hit me, right in the face. Not that I'm complaining, there are worse places my face could be than buried in between Yang's breasts. I recall some advice I got from one of my friends, "don't be too rough with them. Less is more". Then again, I'm not sure if I can rely on any of my friends for accurate love-making advice, apart from Eadie, but I'll take their advice nonetheless.

I lightly run my fingers on the outer edges of Yang's chest, teasing her, before slowly and gently squeezing her breasts. I can hear her breathing quicken in pace, and she continues making soft moaning sounds, as she lies on top of me, facing the ceiling. My palms envelop them, rise from them and envelop them again, as I kiss the back of her neck. I take to gently rolling her nipples with my forefingers, speeding up and slowing down steadily and gradually. The longer it goes on for, the more Yang's moans intensify. I'm pretty sure this is the ideal time to advance this.

One of my hands moves from Yang's chest and moves downwards to her lower half. My hand slides underneath her panties as my hand strokes the area around her crotch, and I begin exploring in between her legs.

"Mmmmmmmm." The intensity of Yang's gasps, moans and pants keep escalating, and her breathing increases rapidly as I keep pleasuring her. This isn't about me, really, this is about her. Hearing how much she's enjoying this is good enough for me. She's sweating and I'm pretty sure she's trying to communicate to me with words like "Yes", "Oh God" and "Keep going", but it sounds like she can't form intelligible sentences through the pleasure. I turn up the intensity of my hand motions and Yang, after a few seconds, orgasms, quivering with what I assume to be joy, having finally reached sexual ecstasy, her noises reaching the heavens. Her breathing is deep and heavy, almost as if we'd just participated in some kind of intense battle, and her moans and gasps quieten down and eventually stop altogether. We lie there, on the floor, together, still undressed, just recovering from everything. We look each other in the eyes and we both smile, from some kind of relief and joy. Then Yang's smile takes on a more...seductive look.

"Your turn" she says, a devilish look in her eyes, as she pulls my pyjama pants off in one swift motion.

I am the luckiest person alive.

. . . . .

Author's Note: Wuss poppin' my good readers. This is my first dabble into lewd writing, and it probably won't be the last. Hopefully you enjoyed it because I certainly did writing it. It was a certain kind of fun. Next chapter will be out in two days. Thanks for reading, have a good one.