A/N: In response to a recent review, from Indecisive Bob:
As tempting as the idea of shipping Serana X Cinder is, this story was a request from a close friend of mine, Cory, and his exact words when he made the request to me were "I want you to write a smut fic for me, with that catgirl that's partners with Yang... But not with Yang. I want you to pair her with Serana from Skyrim."
But, on an entirely different note, your idea of those two gorgeous ladies together, Cinder and Serana, has given me an idea for a possible oneshot story. Keep an eye out for another RWBY/Skyrim crossover from me in the near future :)
Now, enough from me. Keep reading.
Blake honestly had no idea what she was doing. She'd let her instincts take over a while ago now, her hands and mouth just going with the flow as she pleasured Velvet's throbbing shaft.
She wasn't exactly sure what her sexual orientation was, but she was definitely at least a lesbian. Maybe bisexual? Wasn't there one in between? Bi-curious, perhaps?
Regardless, she loved Serana, who was quite happily sliding the solid ice dildo she'd somehow grafted to her own body in and out of Blake's dripping wet entrance. The length, the girth, just the right amount of curvature, it was absolutely divine!
Oh yeah, and it was freezing cold!
Blake withdrew the organic cock from her mouth for a moment as she felt Serana's sizable breasts resting onto her upper back and Serana's little chuckle right beside her ear.
"R-r-r-rub m-my c-clit." Blake's teeth chattered together from the waves of frigid pleasure coursing through her entire torso. "P-p-p-please!"
"Kiss me first." Serana teased her, and Blake immediately complied, planting a wet, very messy, but just as passionate kiss on the awaiting vampire's lips. "As you wish, my love."
Serana's left hand was holding steady on Blake's left hip, keeping themselves lined up. Her right, however, gently caressed along the side of Blake's neck, down her collarbone, over her breasts, then down her stomach and to her wet entrance, where she found her little prize.
"Hah!" Blake's eyelids fluttered as Serana expertly began to focus her handiwork on Blake's swollen clit. She gasped once, ready to scream, but she remembered that that was a bad idea and immediately forced Velvet's cock deep into her own throat to silence the screams of pleasure that erupted from her lungs.
It was only after she'd stopped screaming that she realized just how much of a bad idea it was to deepthroat Velvet's entire length so suddenly. Her throat muscles tightened around the intrusion before she forced it back out with a brief coughing fit.
Velvet sighed in utter relief, from the initial tightness to the sudden removal. The combination almost sent her over the edge right then and there.
Blake's teeth were clenched as Serana continued to slide the ice into her, and the quick precision on her clit was making it hard for Blake to think clearly. It was beginning to be too much.
Serana could feel every single twitch and spasm through the ice, so she knew that Blake was almost done. With a careful arm around Blake's ribs, she lifted the cat Faunus up to her chest, pressing her breasts into Blake's back before she herself sat on the edge of her bed with Blake reverse straddling her lap.
It was that brief set of movements that finally did it and sent Blake over the edge. She began twitching and squirming as she came, her eyes half-closed and a serene smile on her face.
Blake panted for breath, supported by Serana's strong embrace. She needed a minute to catch her breath before she could even attempt to string a sentence together.
"I have another idea, since Velvet here is still all too aware of the situation... How about we switch around a little bit?" Serana whispered into Blake's ear in a husky purr.
"Give... me a minute..." Blake's head rested against Serana's shoulder, still unable to move after her intense climax.
"Don't worry, I've got you." Serana glanced over at Velvet, gesturing her over to the bed. "You. Take my place right here. Do not penetrate her."
Velvet obeyed, carefully transferring Blake's weakened torso onto her shoulder, steadying the exhausted Faunus as Serana smiled at the sight.
For some strange reason, the sight of the two of them together excited her even more than just seeing them both naked like this. Maybe she had a fetish for Faunus?
"Now then, Blake, I'm going to give you a bit of a pick-me-up, alright? I need you to drink this." Serana produced a small glass bottle from her Garter, filled with green liquid. She popped the cork out and carefully pressed it to Blake's lips, tilting the contents into her opened mouth.
Blake's eyes shot wide open the instant the potion touched her tongue, it felt like a shot of pure adrenaline! But, of course, she swallowed the whole mouthful, coughing slightly as Serana returned the empty bottle to her Garter.
"What was that?!" Blake panted like she'd been running, her eyes wide.
"Back home, they're a very common type of potion. Stamina, fatigue, and exhaustion are what they're meant to heal." Serana explained. "But, in simple terms... I guess you could just call them Stamina potions."
"Do I want to know what the ingredients are?" Blake sounded wary, but Serana smiled.
"A few particular plants, a bit of water, and some salt. Nothing harmful." Serana replied, knowing that Blake would understand that the Stamina potion wasn't meant to harm, despite the... sudden effects of drinking it.
"It's like a shot of adrenaline. Can't imagine what it's like to drink on a regular basis." Blake was still panting, but she seemed to finally be recovered.
"I don't know what this 'adrenaline' is, but I assume it's a medicine that functions in a similar manner?" Serana reached for her Garter, intending to make a note regarding adrenaline, but a very sudden bang came from out in the hallway, drawing all three of their gazes towards the locked door.
"Sounded like someone fell..." Blake narrowed her eyes. She had a vague idea of who is potentially could've been, but it seemed unlikely, considering the apparent weight of the impact far exceeded that person's body weight. "Sounded far too heavy to be who I think it is."
"And who might that be?" Serana asked, snapping her gaze back and forth between her Faunus lover and the door.
"Jaune Arc, the blonde boy that Pyrrha's partners with." Blake explained, rising from her supported position against Velvet's shoulder. "Wait..."
Her ears - and Velvet's too - visibly perked up, both clearly listening to sounds that Serana could only barely detect. It sounded like someone was grumbling to them self for falling over?
"Qrow." Blake seemed to recognize whatever the sounds were, and smirked. "Before you ask, yes, I know who it is... Yang's dad... and Ruby's uncle. I think you get the idea."
"I do, yes." Serana nodded, finally realizing that their conversation had killed the mood. She wasn't pleased by the outcome, but at the same time, she wasn't disappointed about it either.
"So, what do we do about Velvet? Is your Seduction power permanent?" Blake glanced at the other Faunus, who'd finally started to go flaccid. Her once proud erection was limp and useless.
"The Seduction itself is temporary, but once I've imprinted her as a Thrall... It's permanent." Serana sighed slightly, thinking about a new course of action. "She obeys me, obviously, but since I gave the order that you have the same authority over her, you can give her orders too."
"So it's like hypnotism?" Blake spoke more to herself as she started to gather her clothes. "Can't we set specific phrases or words to give her subtle orders without raising suspicions?"
"Yes, we can. It's what I did during the initial imprinting." Serana smiled, having done the whole process of covering her tracks from the get go. She'd done this more than enough times over the centuries for her technique to become second nature when creating secret Thralls or ones that also had to cover their tracks. "We can go over the words and phrases, if you'd like."
"You mean..." Blake was quickly catching on. "You've already done it?"
"Let's just say I have a Faunus fetish, and call our interactions with her..." Serana slightly tilted her head to indicate Velvet, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for her next set of orders. "Strictly covert sexual assistance."
"In other words... A booty call." Blake wasn't unfamiliar with slang terms beyond her conservative vocabulary and preferred genres of literature - secret ones or otherwise - so Serana's description briefly made her smirk. She had the ears of a cat, and that meant she overheard things that were said by people walking by on the streets of Vale, in the corridors of the school, and once or twice from Yang's much more... liberal vocabulary.
"Booty call?" Serana seemed intrigued by the new term. "Hmm... I think that would be a good phrase, wouldn't you agree?"
"It is a good idea, but at the same time, it's common slang here at the school and around Vale." Blake elaborated on the phrase. "So, while it may work if Velvet and one of us are speaking alone, it wouldn't work if there are other people nearby to hear it."
"I see." Serana understood what Blake was saying. The message was good, but the words to mask that message were the problem. "So, in that case, how about we use some words or terms from Skyrim? Only Headmaster Ozpin, Professor Goodwitch, yourself and Velvet know."
"Do you have any suggestions?" Blake asked, still getting herself dressed, but then glanced at Velvet. "You can get dressed now."
"Wait a moment." Serana held up her hand to stop Velvet. "Got a little something on you."
Blake didn't quite understand what Serana meant, but then noticed her gaze was on Velvet's limp shaft.
Her spellbook was quickly retrieved from the confines of her Garter, then opening the book and thumbing a few pages, Serana rested the reasonably large book on her arm and aimed her free hand at Velvet's shaft.
In a matter of seconds, the entire penis seemed to crumble into dust, surprisingly painless considering how it was acquired initially. Velvet hadn't moved until Serana closed her spellbook and gestured towards her clothing, a silent order to proceed with getting dressed.
"Now, you were saying?" Serana redirected her gaze to Blake - who was conveniently bending forward to pull her panties on, flashing Serana's predatory gaze with her bare ass. "My suggestions for terms or words we could use? I have two suggestions, the names of specific Daedric Princes... Or... we could go with an entirely non-verbal method that's surprisingly common - for different reasons - back in Skyrim."
"What names would we be using?" Blake asked, straightening up as she pulled her panties up her backside with a very sexy little jiggle to her cheeks.
"Well, in simple terms, each Prince has influence over particular things, such as Nocturne, who is the patron Prince of the shadows and the night, she's particularly powerful in the eyes of the Thieve's Guild. She's..." Serana paused for a moment to recall a particular conversation that Shiikrah had had with her, very early in her time with the Dunmer, at the Ragged Flagon beneath Riften. "If I'm remembering correctly, Shiikrah told me she's affectionately nicknamed 'Lady Luck' among members of the Guild, and that interactions with her are very rigidly structured, much like a contract or business agreement."
"Didn't you say Shiikrah's an assassin? Why is she involved with the Thieve's Guild?" Blake raised an eyebrow.
"Shiikrah's not this shining beacon of justice that you think." Serana smiled knowingly. "She's a Dark Elf with an even darker past." She paused, carefully deciding on her next words. "Shiikrah's always been part of the Dark Brotherhood, and her ties to the Thieve's Guild are rather amusing apparently, but at the time she told me that, we had stopped in to the Thieve's Guild to call in a favour from a contact of hers. One that has business ties to the Brotherhood. I'd overheard the name, Nocturne, from someone nearby and asked Shiikrah about it."
"Anyway, back to your idea of the names for our booty call messages?" Blake got the gist of it. Shiikrah was essentially a member of Skyrim's criminal underworld, much like herself and the White Fang. In a strange way, that similarity made Blake strongly wish that she'd be able to meet the Dark Elf assassin... Some day.
"Well, long story short, two names in particular: Nocturne, the patron of the night... and Auriel, the patron of the sun." Serana explained as she reached for her Garter and swapped her Robes for her Lord outfit. Blake and Velvet didn't see it, but she also took something else from within the Garter, holding it slightly behind her leg so the two Faunus wouldn't see it. "My idea is for them to signify a particular time of day - or night - when spoken with another Prince's name... Mara."
"What does Mara influence?" Blake asked, pulling on her stockings while she sat on the floor.
"She's like..." Serana paused to translate her description into words that weren't negatively biased, but still respectful to Mara in spirit. "The shining beacon of hope, goodness..." Serana intentionally paused, revealing the object she was hiding... an amulet. "And love."
Blake's eyes were drawn to the unfamiliar necklace, and she realized that Serana was averting her gaze, as if she was embarrassed by something about the amulet. "Is that Mara's... holy symbol?"
"You could say that, yeah." Serana nodded, still looking away from it. "Minor thing about Mara... she's not a fan of us vampires." Serana smirked slightly to herself, recalling an amusing memory before continuing to explain. "Anyway, these amulets are symbolic for two reasons. One, is to show one's devotion to Mara's worship. It's a holy symbol, as you called it. But..." Serana forced herself to turn her gaze towards Blake, her cheeks beginning to show a hint of her embarrassment. "It's also used when proposing to someone you love."
Blake understood now, both the overall idea that Serana was beating around the bush, but also her obvious embarrassment. So, to distract her from the embarrassment, Blake asked. "I assume there's a particular method for that particular usage?"
"Yeah, there is." Serana nodded. "So, yeah, since Mara's influence involves romance and love, I figured..." Her voice trailed off, and she looked off to the side again.
"I get the idea. So, this is the non-verbal method you were suggesting?" Blake was nearly finished getting dressed, and Velvet was already done too, listening to their conversation intently. She'd gotten the gist of it. If her Mistresses were openly wearing that special necklace, then she had to obey them. If not, then she had to act normal, so that nobody would find out about them.
Serana nodded before taking a deep breath to focus again. "Will you take one? As odd as it sounds, I have a few of them. Y'know, Garter." She sheepishly indicated her magic leg pouch while she held out the amulet by the chain.
Blake smiled warmly as she accepted the piece of holy jewelry. "I can tell this isn't the proposal method, you can relax, y'know." She joked as she separated the clasp of the amulet's chain and put it around her neck. She felt the circular ornament's surface warming up slightly as it slid down her chest to rest just over where her heart was. But, she knew that it was directly magical in nature, so she didn't question it as she tucked it underneath her white shirt, once again feeling it's pleasant warmth against her skin.
"I am relaxed, you should see what a Stendarr amulet does to me." Serana was clearly back to her usual self, now that the holy symbol was tucked away. "His followers hunt down vampires. I think I mentioned the Dawnguard to you at some point?" Serana tried to recall, but Blake shook her head.
"If you did, I forgot." She shrugged. "But the name gives me the impression that they're not your biggest fans either."
"Exactly." Serana smiled knowingly. "Believe me when I say this... They're the reason why I hate Trolls."
A/N: At this moment in time, the entire story has been completed on my end. In total, there are 15 chapters, plus an epilogue. However, the addition of the epilogue is entirely dependent on Cory's opinion of the ending, which is Chapter 15. If he says no, then so be it. But, if he says yes, then all for the better, right?
As for the upload schedule of Monday's and Thursday's, it will remain the same until the very end. Chapter 11 will be on Thursday this week, then 12 and 13 next week, followed by 14 and 15 afterwards. IF, and only if Cory gives approval for the epilogue, then it shall be uploaded Monday.