Wowee! Looks like I'm making up for the last chapter lacking smut! What can I say? I'm a people pleaser!

This was actually a lot of fun to write! Not too sure of the pacing, but I guess that's what happens when I get a little ahead of myself.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go take a cold shower...


Blake hated riding on a motorcycle. The helmet crushed her ears, the sounds overwhelmed her, and the constant rush of wind made it hard to keep her eyes open. Yang had been thoughtful enough to buy a new helmet specifically made for faunus, but that only solved one problem. There was also the fact that with every turn Blake felt like she was sliding off, and clinging tightly onto Yang was the only way she felt somewhat secure. Though Yang certainly didn't mind.

"You can let go of me now." Yang teased once they had parked. She flipped down the kickstand before pulling at Blake's hands. The traumatized faunus broke away and quickly got off the bike, her hands shaking as they removed her helmet. Yang chuckled and swung her leg over the bike to stand. "You'd think by now you'd be used to riding pussy magnets." Yang laughed, spinning the keys on her finger.

"Don't flatter yourself." Blake bit back, setting the helmet down on the bike. Yang followed suit with her own helmet before grabbing Blake by the waist and pulling her closer.

"Hardly flattery when a certain kitty cat was stuck to me just a minute ago." She purred. Blake scoffed, an amused smile betraying her. Yang kissed her gently, chuckling when Blake hastily pushed her away.

"Can we get this over with already?" Blake huffed impatiently and walked stiffly towards the nearby adult shop, Yang following her with good natured giggles. A bell jingled behind them when they entered, alerting the cashier that a customer had arrived. The young man behind the counter seemed disinterested, casually texting on his phone since nothing currently demanded his attention.

Yang's face brightened with childish amazement as she eagerly explored the shelves. Blake followed her, lacking an urge to investigate unlike her girlfriend. Several boxes caught Blake's attention purely because of the attractive models on the fronts, though she wasn't interested in the actual products whenever she glanced.

"Hey, Blake." Yang's voice caught her attention. She turned towards her partner, her curiosity instantly replaced with a stern glare when she noticed what Yang held in her hands. A black leather collar with decorative rhinestones.

"I sincerely hope you're not imagining me wearing that thing." Blake huffed with crossed arms.

"Ha! Now I am!" Yang laughed and lifted the collar to compare. "I was just gonna point out that this is apparently a thing. Now I'm sort of wondering if some faunus are into that..."

"What matters is that I'm not." Blake snatched the collar from Yang's hand and tossed it back where it came from. "No faunus with an ounce of self respect would allow themselves to be collared like an animal." The blonde lifted her hands in defense, chuckling at Blake's frustration.

"Hey now, Blakey! We aren't here to kink shame." Blake rolled her eyes and continued down the aisle. A few rows of spanking equipment later and they were greeted by several different kinds of strap-on. "Ooh, options!" Yang enthused excitedly as she lifted the first box she saw.

"You didn't expect just one kind, did you?" Blake asked her skeptically. Yang shrugged, flipping the box over to read details.

"I've never bought one before. Didn't really know what to expect." She answered as she put the box back, unimpressed with the product. "Jeez, there's almost too many options. This one is realistic, this one is ribbed, that one has got a little something something for you." Yang gestured to one that advertised a smaller vibrator that would go inside the wearer.

"I don't really mind which one you choose. It's for you so it's really your choice." Blake assured her, shifting awkwardly as Yang continued to overthink it.

"You're still the one using it." Yang reminded her. "Oh man, plus we gotta consider price. I mean, our last hunt paid pretty well so it shouldn't be a huge issue..." Yang hummed in thought. It was a needless deliberation, as they would only use it on rare occasions anyway. Blake noticed a man watching them from about ten feet away, though his perverse curiosity disappeared as soon as he noticed her ears. Now she felt even more uncomfortable and Yang was too focused to notice.

"Yang, it's really not that important." Blake assured her, at this point quite done with the dramatic indecision.

"Yeah, yeah. Alright." Yang grabbed the one with the attached vibrator and shoved it into Blake's arms. Always so considerate of others, even when it came to her sex toys. "You are welcome." She turned on her heel and proudly strut through the store back to the counter and Blake quickly trailed after her, overly conscious of her flushed cheeks.

Thankfully the cashier didn't seem to care who they were or what they were buying. Blake could only imagine how many strange people the guy had seen in this store. Especially if a human/faunus couple barely deserved his attention. Then again, there was no way Blake and Yang were the only interracial couple around. That was just a bit hard to believe. Especially with race relations at an amazing level, mostly thanks to her father.

The cashier told them to have a nice day as they left and Yang called back with a "you too" and a small wave. Blake had never grasped how she could be so confident with herself. It was one thing Blake had always admired about her. Even the first day they met she had been impressed with how easily Yang had approached her, especially given that Blake was much less friendly back then.

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"I can't wait to try this thing out!" Yang enthused as they entered the apartment. She was already tearing the box open before they had even sat down. "It's like gay Christmas!" She giggled as she eagerly sat on the couch.

"You want to use it now?" Yang looked up at Blake, her lips quirking with amusement. Blake flushed. She had been planning on adding some finishing touches on her father's recent article. Still, it was hard to say no when Yang seemed so excited.

"Why not?" Yang asked with a small chuckle. "Come here." She gestured for Blake to come closer and she hesitantly complied, sitting on the couch beside Yang. Yang reached out to her, pulling her into a tender kiss, and suddenly Blake was much more keen to the idea. After all, she didn't have anything important planned. Yang's hand rested on her neck, thumb rubbing circles into Blake's skin.

"Hm, you make a compelling argument." Blake conceded quickly, leaning forward to steal another kiss. Yang giggled and pulled away from her to finish opening the box. Blake moved closer to her, gently kissing her neck and collar in a childish attempt to distract her.

"That's funny." Yang set the toy aside and turned to Blake, catching her lips in an eager kiss. "I'm usually the one all over you." She teased.

"I thought the whole point of this was to switch things up." Blake reminded her with a playful smile. Yang laughed before leaning back across the couch, her lips curling into a mischievous grin.

"Then I guess you'll have to work for it this time." She treated Blake with a flirtatious wink, fully aware of what she was doing. She was not necessarily handing over control, but giving Blake the illusion of such. Whether purely to be playful or to ease Blake into the role, the faunus quite honestly couldn't tell. Perhaps it was both.

Blake moved across the sofa, setting her hands on Yang's waist as she leaned forward. Yang's eyes fluttered closed, expecting a kiss, but Blake moved further to Yang's ear. Her surprised gasp made a fuzzy ear flick against the blonde's forehead, quickly replacing the sound with amused giggles. Blake sat up with a frown, cheeks warm with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Kitten." Yang pulled her down into a kiss and forgiveness was expressed by a soft moan from Blake's throat. She reluctantly pulled away from Yang and moved her lips down her throat, nipping softly at seemingly random times. Yang shuddered and struggled to suppress her laughter as a cat ear again flicked against her face, this time brushing her lips. Seizing the unexpected opportunity, Yang gently pressed the ear against her lips in a soft kiss. Blake shot up, face flushed bright red in surprise. Yang chuckled at the reaction.

"That..." Blake shivered and instinctively reached up to her ear as if to rub away a lingering sensation. "I wasn't expecting that. Sorry." Yang's expression changed to one of uncertainty and Blake cut her off before she could even ask. "It's fine. I didn't hate it." She giggled and leaned down to kiss Yang in assurance.

"It just came to mind that I'd love to kiss every part of you." Yang whispered against her lips, capturing Blake's eyes with her own. The faunus paused, though soon her lips quirked upwards with an amused scoff.

"You are insatiable." Yang laughed and pulled her in for yet another kiss, this one decidedly more heated than their previous. Their tongues met and Yang was noticeably less pushy than usual, allowing Blake to almost entirely control their pace. It was new for them and Blake felt a tinge of nervous excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

Yang pulled away just long enough to tear off Blake's shirt, carelessly tossing it aside. Their kiss immediately continued as Yang reached behind Blake to unclip her bra. A second article of clothing was tossed aside and Yang's hands cupped Blake's breasts. Blake moaned into Yang's mouth as a rubber pad dragged over her nipple, purposefully avoiding adding any pressure. It was a rare occurrence that her right arm got so involved, but Yang was always extra careful when it did. It made Blake wonder what she was so afraid of happening.

Blake broke their kiss, her chest shaking as she caught her breath. "Bedroom?" Yang grinned at the suggestion, catching her lips once more before lifting her. Blake wrapped her arms around Yang's neck and her legs locked around her waist as Yang carried her down the hall. They turned into the bedroom and Yang set her down gently on the bed, humming as she pulled away.

"I'll be right back." Yang assured her, kissing her forehead before stepping away. She stopped halfway to the door and quickly pulled off her shirt before glancing at Blake over her shoulder. "You better be naked when I come back." Blake bit her lip and nodded in agreement, watching Yang leave back into the hallway.

Blake quickly slipped out of her pants and underwear, scooting back further onto the bed before waiting. Her knees bumped together as she fidgeted impatiently, fingers anxiously messing with her hair. She noticed Yang was taking a bit longer than what she had expected, but her urge to investigate was quelled when Yang hurried in. Blake flinched when Yang tossed her the unpacked strap-on, catching it reflexively.

"Okay, good news is that I found some batteries." Yang started as she eagerly pulled down her pants. "Bad news is that I had to steal them from the laser pointer."

"Why do we have a laser pointer?" Blake asked, her brows furrowing in confusion. "We don't even have a cat." Yang looked at her in surprise before her expression shifted into an amused grin.

"Okay, remind me to tell you about your drunken tendencies later." She quickly tossed aside her underwear before joining Blake on the bed, giggling at the faunus' annoyed pout. Blake opened her mouth to argue, but Yang hushed her with a single finger against her lips. "You, missy, have got to try that on." Yang reminded her, pointing to the strap-on still resting in Blake's lap. Blake's nose scrunched up at the sight of it. "We don't have to use it if it makes you uncomfortable." Yang softly reassured her. She always saw right through her, didn't she?

"No, I...I don't mind." Blake nodded firmly in part to convince herself. She stood up from the bed and slipped the harness on. Yang moved behind her, pressed against her as they slid the vibrator in together. Blake shuddered and bit back a moan as Yang placed soft assuring kisses across her shoulders. Yang helped her tighten the straps before scooting back to appreciate the view as Blake turned around.

"Wow." Yang muttered breathlessly. "That's way hotter than I thought it would be." Blake curiously looked down at herself, blind to the appeal. Feeling experimental, she wrapped her hand around it and stroked it once. Yang's chest rose with a sharp intake of breath.

"It's, um...pretty realistic, isn't it?" She glanced up at Yang, both of them flushed with arousal. Yang leaned back on her elbows, the look in her eyes silently beckoning Blake closer. Blake leaned over her, kissing her softly, still unsure of how to proceed.

"Roll over." Yang told her, nudging her to the side. Blake complied, rolling onto her back and watching as Yang placed butterfly kisses down her stomach. Blake's abs squirmed in response to the familiar sensation. This part was normal. Next thing Blake knew Yang's lips would be between her legs, except for just one detail.

Yang's kisses continued over the silicone skin, her tongue reaching out to lick the tip. She used the flat of her tongue in a swirl like it was an ice cream cone before wrapping her lips around it. Blake watched with bated breath as Yang moved down, pulling it back at an angle to fit it into her throat. She gagged a second later and came back up, wiping away the tears in her eyes. She smirked and went back for more.

"Yang, you don't have to-"

"Hey, I haven't given a blowjob in six years." Yang cut her off. "Don't ruin my fun." She added with a small chuckle. Blake didn't respond, content with letting Yang do pretty much whatever she wanted. Not to mention that watching Yang do this was far from unpleasant. "I guess I shouldn't hog all the fun, though." Yang's hand grabbed the vibrator's remote, conveniently slipped inside the band. Blake's breath caught in her throat as it started inside her, throwing her head back with a moan as Yang turned it up.

"Oh my gosh..." Blake instinctively moved her hips and Yang eagerly swallowed the toy again, holding her head down longer this time. She looked up at Blake and their eyes met, unexpected sparks of arousal making the faunus instinctively grab Yang's head to keep her in place. Yang pulled away against her wishes, but quickly came back with a vengeance. She gradually took in more and more of the toy, simultaneously raising the vibrator's intensity. Blake gasped and grabbed Yang's hair, holding her in place as her hips bucked instinctively.

Yang choked and pulled back against Blake's hands, leaving the faunus gasping for breath as the buzzing inside of her eased down. "Damn, Blake." Yang chuckled as she wiped her mouth. "I didn't expect you to get so feisty from a toy!"

"Give me a minute." Blake panted, her arms raising above her as she tried to catch her breath. "Sorry. I just...oh, that was crazy..." Yang giggled and kissed between her breasts. "I almost came."

"You better not finish without me, Kitten." Yang playfully tapped Blake's nose, grinning at narrowed golden eyes. "Switch with me." Yang instructed her with a small pat on Blake's hip. Blake complied, lifting herself over Yang as the blonde happily sank into the mattress.

"Missionary seems awfully vanilla for you." Blake teased. Yang rolled her eyes and trapped Blake with her legs.

"This is just to ease you in, babe." Yang laid back and stretched her arms over her head, purposefully showing off. "There's a difference between fucking and making love."

"Wow. What movie did you steal that from?" Blake scoffed. Yang's hands moved over her bare skin, a devious smile on her face. She playfully squeezed Blake's ass, indulging in her with a hungry look in her eyes.

"Book, actually. Ninjas of Love; I assume you've heard of it?" Blake flushed and glanced away. It was the only reaction Yang had been expecting, and was just as gratifying as she thought it would be. Her left hand came up to Blake's cheek, pulling her in for a kiss. Blake sank into it, her body pressing against Yang's. She felt Yang's hand slide between them and her other slid down to grab Blake's thigh.

Blake shivered when she realized Yang was pushing the silicone dick inside her. With a rush of brashness, Blake moved her hips forward until they were flush with Yang's. Yang moaned into their kiss before pulling away, chuckling as Blake left insistent kisses over her collar.

"Being on top isn't so bad, is it?" Yang encouraged her. Blake hummed in agreement and reached for Yang's breasts, kissing them softly as she pulled her hips back. Yang took a shaky breath as Blake looked up at her, golden eyes alight with an unfamiliar hunger. Blake thrust forward, eliciting a soft moan from Yang. Yang reached for the strap-on's remote switch and turned it back on. Blake groaned as electric shocks burst through her and she ground her hips against Yang, earning a moan from her as well.

"Yang..." Blake huffed against Yang's shoulder. The movement of her hips grew casual, less intense and purposeful. "This is...kind of nice."

"Good. That means we can switch things up." Yang grinned. As much as she enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere Blake was falling into, she was expecting a bit more from today. She released Blake from her leg lock and the faunus took the hint, pulling out of her. Yang rolled off the bed and stretched before grabbing Blake's hand and pulling her off the bed as well.

"What are you doing?" Blake asked suspiciously as Yang walked around to the other side of the bed. She hummed in consideration before leaning forward onto the bed, grinning playfully up at Blake.

"Come fulfill my teenage fantasy, hot stuff." She wiggled her hips, catching Blake's eye. Blake actively looked away before coming around the bed. She dragged one hand down Yang's waist, keeping her touch light as her fingers traced the bend of her back. Yang shivered and watched her over one shoulder.

"Your teenage fantasy, huh?" Blake's hands grabbed her ass firmly, nails digging into tender muscle. Yang hummed in approval.

"Oh, totally. I could not tell you how many times I thought about you bending me over a desk back in the day." Yang recalled with a small laugh. Blake frowned as she thought back to their Beacon days. She was so blind back then.

"So why did you wait so long to bring it up?" Blake asked as she lowered one hand between Yang's legs. Her thumb dragged across hot flesh, slick with arousal. Yang chewed her lip as she tried to focus on answering.

"Well, I, um...I could tell you were...kind of, uncomfortable with most, ah, most things male." That was her Yang; annoyingly perceptive when it came to people she cared about. She supposed it was harmless as long as she didn't think too hard about it. "Not to mention you're, um, more on the submissive side." Yang added with a sly grin.

"Not today." Blake reminded her, gently nipping her waist. Yang chuckled and raised her hips, encouraging the attention.

"I sure hope not." Yang purred. "Now hurry up and pound me senseless like you promised." Yang insisted, reaching back to spread herself without being asked. Blake bit her lip and lifted her temporary dick against Yang's entrance, moaning softly at the sight of it sliding inside. Too soon their hips were flush against each other and Blake started pulling back. Yang's walls tightened, reluctant to let Blake go. The tug jostled the vibrator inside Blake, catching her by surprise.

"Holy cow..." Blake whimpered and pushed her hips forward, her hand frantically reaching for the control on her waist and cranking it up a bit. Her other hand settled on Yang's back to keep her steady as her hips moved more confidently, the vibrations inside her making up for the fact that she couldn't feel Yang.

"That's the spirit, Blakey!" Yang moaned and moved her hips to meet Blake's thrusts. Blake moaned and tightly gripped Yang's waist, pushing her hips forward firmly with each thrust. As new as she was to this, she was determined to live up to Yang's expectations. Suddenly reminded of their conversation at the club, Blake raised her hand and brought it down onto Yang's ass with a resounding smack.

Yang cried out in pleasure and Blake's thrusts grew firmer, each forward movement sliding the bed forward. Blake's nails dug into the flesh on Yang's hips, pulling her back to meet every thrust. The room filled with sounds of hips slapping and strained moans and though the noises overwhelmed her faunus sensitivity, Blake's ears remained directly focused on her lover. Yang's moans turned her on just as much as everything else combined.

"Ohh, yes! Blake! Harder! Oh yeah!" Blake obliged her partner's heated demands, slamming her hips roughly without consideration. She leaned over Yang's back, teeth nipping at shining skin. Some instinctual urge made Blake bite down on Yang's shoulder, and the blonde cried out in approval. A hand left Yang's hips to brush aside her mess of hair, and soon Blake's teeth were pressing into the nape of her neck. Yang's hips slammed back as a guttural moan escaped her lips.

"Is this what you wanted?" Blake groaned into Yang's ear. It wasn't especially clear to either of them if it was intended as a taunt or request for reassurance, or even both. Probably both. Blake herself was growing nearer to the edge with that incessant buzzing inside her.

"Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes YES!" Yang shook her head furiously against the bed, biting her fingers in some vain attempt to control her voice. To see Yang lose control like this, to see her willingly submit when she was normally a force to be reckoned, it was amazing. It was a spike of adrenaline, a rush of nervous energy, a fire in her gut, and a shiver down her spine. It was everything that, under usual circumstances, made Blake submit; today it was everything that made her dominate.

Blake's presence was wordless, but far from silent. Huffs of effort escaped her lips as she pushed herself to pleasure Yang, to make her lover crumble underneath her. Small growls were accompanied by frenzied bites at Yang's neck and ears, and every primal noise made Yang tighten around Blake's silicone cock. Nails dug into Yang's hips and waist as Blake's hands searched for purchase over a lean and sweaty figure.

"Agh, fuck!" Yang lifted herself to put more effort behind her returned thrusts, groaning with every thrust that pushed deeper inside of her. "Blake! Blake, pull my hair!" Blake didn't hesitate, grabbing a fistful of yellow locks and tugging back with her next thrust forward. The hair in her hands glowed with Yang's semblance, illuminating the dimly lit room with golden light. It was a beautiful sight to behold, even if Blake now ran the risk of burning her hand if she held on much longer.

Blake ignored the clear risks, instead focusing much more on Yang's hungry moans in response to the mild pain. Every tug back was met with a firm thrust forward, and a pattern was quickly established. Blake hissed as the flames seared the palm of her hand and though she pulled away, she replaced it with her other and continued her pattern. Blake pulled back roughly and slammed her hips forward, finally pushing Yang over the edge. She cried out, her back arching and legs quivering as she came. Blake let go of her hair, wincing as burned flesh came into contact with cool air. She slowed her hips' movements and watched keenly as aftershocks made Yang twitch.

"Hah...holy crap..." Yang pulled herself onto the bed to collapse onto the mattress and Blake crawled onto the bed to lay beside her. They nestled against each other, their bodies fitting together like living puzzle pieces. Yang's lips curled into a lazy smile as her hands loosened the straps on Blake's hips enough to reach her hand inside. Blake moaned against her neck as Yang's fingers traced circles over her clit.

"Yang!" Blake gasped and grabbed Yang's shoulder, shaking as the waves of climax coursed through her. Everything before had brought her so painfully close, but none of it had been enough to push her over. With a final few shudders Yang pulled her hand away, lifting it to her lips and licking her fingers clean.

"You're too cute." She giggled. Blake pouted defiantly, though her expression settled into a content smile as Yang rubbed her ears. "That was amazing, Kitten."

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Blake asked her softly. Her hands still stung from being burnt, and Blake knew that Yang's semblance was reactive. She couldn't always control it.

"Well, technically you did, but that was kind of the point." She chuckled lightheartedly. Blake frowned and lifted her hands for Yang to see.

"It's just that your semblance activated and sort of..." She trailed off, well aware that Yang knew what had happened from the guilty look in her eyes. She only wanted Yang to know so it wouldn't happen the next time, but she should have known that Yang would blame herself.

"I'm so sorry, Kitten." Yang gently pressed her lips to the back of Blake's hands. It was a loving gesture that Blake made sure to properly appreciate. "I should have known that would happen, you know...with the hair pulling..." Yang blushed, which was a fairly uncommon occurrence. "You know, you could have just let go." Blake's face flushed with color and it was now her turn to grow bashful.

"It was a new side of you, and I suppose a part of me thought that seeing you react like that was worth the damages." She admitted. "Considering how you usually are about your hair, I didn't expect that to be...something that excited you." Yang laughed.

"Why did you think I don't like people messing with my hair?" She asked with an amused grin. "Used to be I'd only ever let my mom cut my hair. Even that stopped once I hit puberty. It felt weird, you know?" She shrugged. "When everyone else touches my hair it feels wrong, but when you do it I feel safe. If...that makes sense..." She trailed off uncertainly.

"No, it makes complete sense." Blake assured her. "I'm exactly that way with my ears. I don't want anyone touching them but you; not even Ruby or Weiss." Yang smiled and pulled Blake's head closer to kiss one of her fuzzy ears.

"I'm glad I get to be the exception." She hummed pleasantly. Blake sank into her embrace, cuddling against her with a content smile.

"You're always the exception, Yang."