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Warning: Explicit sexual content ahead
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Chapter 25 – Their First Time
Weiss Schnee
"Where are you?" Weiss mumbled to herself as she slid her clothes along the rack in search of a certain pair of jeans she knew she owned.
Her annoyance grew as she slid each pair of jeans in her black section aside. She contemplated whether or not they had been thrown away but quickly tossed that idea out. The staff would never throw away a piece of her clothing unless it was ripped or she ordered it herself; and even though she very rarely wore black, she was absolutely certain she had never given such an order. However just as she was thinking of giving up and settling for another pair, her eyes caught sight of the twisted hook of a hanger she had missed and quickly pulled it free.
"Finally," she sighed happily as she looked upon the faded black jeans.
Normally she would have chosen one of her skirts as they were what she always felt more comfortable in, but due to the winter chill having finally descended upon them, she was having to settle for her jeans as of late. Although the idea of wearing the pair she was holding didn't bother her at all as it was mainly to go along with Yang's jacket that she would be wearing tomorrow, so with a small smile on her face she ran her hand over the black fabric and inspected the white snowflakes that wrapped around the waist and fell gently down the right leg. They were the biggest commonality among her all of her clothes as they typically adorned each of her garments and after another second of consideration, she felt confident that she had chosen the right pair and smiled to herself as she exited her closet to pack them away.
Lost in thought and smiling to herself, Weiss didn't notice the white-haired woman that was sitting on her bed gently running her hand over the pale blue t-shirt that she was going to be changing into soon. Seeing the woman, she stopped in her tracks and noticed the sad smile on her mother's lips as her fingers traced each snowflake.
"I remember when you purchased this top," she said quietly, the mournful tone and the very same memory making Weiss cast her gaze to the floor. "You pulled me into a store to avoid the rain and we spent an hour searching the shelves until the rain stopped. Of all the clothes we saw, this was the one I liked the most."
"I know. That is why I bought it," Weiss admitted quietly as she looked back up to see her mother staring at her with curious eyes.
It wasn't hard to recall how she knew her mother had loved it since that day had been one of the very few times in the past few years the woman had been completely sober. It had been during the summer when her mother had had a meeting in town with an old associate, Weiss had known then that those chances rarely came around and had happily accepted her mother's offer to join her. However the person they were meeting had cancelled last minute and as they had been walking down the street to find somewhere to eat, a sudden rain shower had taken them by surprise and they had both ran into a nearby store to escape it. Weiss loved that memory as it was one of the very few recent ones that had been made.
"You said it reminded you of a top grandfather bought you as a girl."
"It does," She said with a small smile and slowly stood up, the act not adding much to the woman's height and once again reminded her that she had been the only one in the family to inherit her mothers short stature. "Are you going somewhere?"
"Oh," Weiss replied as the question pulled her from her thoughts of just how alike her and her mother looked and noticed her mother pointing towards the partially-packed bag that was on her bed. "Yes, I have some coursework I wish to finish before we break for Christmas and Headmistress Goodwitch has given me permission to access the library for the night so I will be staying in one of Beacon's spare dorm rooms tonight."
While Weiss had no problem with lying to her father, it always hurt to lie to her mother so the feeling of guilt that rose within her was nothing new. For all the problems they had, she still loved her mother and the idea that she was contributing to the distance between them rather than attempting to close it hurt her heart more than any harsh vitriol that her father could throw at her.
"I do not recall Miss Goodwitch ever being so lenient," her mother said absent-mindedly as she took a peek inside the bag, though Weiss could have swore there was an undertone to the statement that she just couldn't place. Fortunately Yang's jacket was still in her drawer so there was no risk of her mother seeing something she shouldn't.
"She understands that I have been rather busy with the company," Weiss lied again and walked forward to place the folded jeans she was still holding inside.
"Hmm," her mother hummed and raised her head, her pale blue eyes catching Weiss' and sending a shiver through her at just how focused they were for a moment.
She knew the look, it was the steady piercing gaze that had caught her out on so many lies as a child and though she was caught off guard by it, Weiss quickly tried her best to keep her own gaze steady and impassive to mask her lie. Unfortunately, though the moment passed and the woman looked away with a small nod as she made her way towards the door, a large feeling of guilt still arose within Weiss for keeping the distance intact once again.
"Very well," she said as she placed her hand on the ajar door and pulled it open. "I shall inform your father, should he ask."
"Thank you," Weiss smiled back despite the guilt, thankful that she would not have to be the one to talk to her father.
"And please do not work yourself too hard," She added as she made to leave, her head turning and giving her a final surveying glance. "Your music has sounded tired as of late."
Her music? Weiss scowled to herself as the woman turned and left; but once she had, the weight of those words hit her. While she certainly knew her playing would have been audible for anyone in the west wing, to anyone further away it would have likely been nothing more than muffled noise. Had her mother been listening to her play? She must have been to be able to discern that she had indeed been tired from all the extra hours she had been pulling. But her mother had not ventured into that side of the house in years and even if she had, the copious amount of alcohol she consumed usually rendered her unable to even comprehend most questions let alone the intricate complexities of music. As she though on it, the remark her brother had made over a week ago came to her mind.
Has Mother really been drinking less? She thought to herself as she walked to the door and locked it. In truth, she did not know. Her mother's drinking habit had become such a certainty in her life that she had stopped watching, finding it easy to look away than watch the once brilliant woman continue to destroy herself; but maybe she shouldn't have, maybe she should have been paying attention as the recent conversation certainly hinted that there may have been things she had missed.
Could I even help? Weiss questioned as she walked over to her drawers and pulled out her towel. She wasn't an idiot and knew the source of her mother's problem, it was the same as hers and Winter's, the same source of the company's problems. But what could she do? She could be there for the woman like Winter had been for her? But would that even help? It wasn't like she could do anything to stop her father. Things could be changed in the company, shareholders caring about public perception gave her the room fix everything he had screwed up; but at home, in his house. She was powerless, and she hated it.
But Winter wasn't, she sighed and removed her clothes and entered her bathroom to get ready for her date with Yang. Winter had escaped and even flourished without their fathers aid. Maybe she could provide some help, advise her with something she could do to help their mother. Knowing it couldn't hurt to ask, Weiss stepped under the water and decided to use her time before the date to think on how best she could ask Winter for the help she needed.
She stood in front of the door to Yang's house, hesitant to knock, before gathering the courage to do so. Weiss closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as she reached out to knock on the door, the sound of her knuckles striking the wood almost as loud as the blood the she could hear pumping in her ears. However even through her nerves, a smile was brought to her face as she heard stumbling on the other side of the door followed by what she assumed was a Mistralian obscenity. Opening her eyes as the door opened, Weiss found herself gazing on the breathless, shining beauty that was Yang Xiao Long.
Dressed in a lovely yellow shirt and pair of simple blue jeans, Weiss stood there and just admired her girlfriend as she stood framed by the light of the house. Unfortunately Weiss had been unable to visit the coffee shop for over a week, so to see Yang with her hair up again was a welcome sight.
"Hi," the girl breathed with a smile and put a hand on her side where her shirt was slightly wrinkled.
"Are you okay?" Weiss chuckled softly at the girl's eagerness.
"Yeah, just caught myself on something is all," she smiled happily and waved the hand that had been going to her side. "Though I swear I have no idea how that desk got there."
"If you say so," Weiss laughed and took a step forward to press her hand lightly against Yang's side. "But are you sure you did not hurt yourself?"
"Yup," the girl grinned and and stepped back to allow Weiss to enter the house. "Anyway, come on in, it's schneezing out there."
"Keep up the puns and I may just Yang out here instead," Weiss smiled playfully and stepped over the threshold so that Yang could shut the door. Once it was shut, the blonde turned around and smiled down at her. "You look lovely."
"I hope so,"Yang chuckled and smoothed out her clothes. "This is my best shirt. You look amazing too... but you always do so..."
Looking up into her girlfriend's eyes, Weiss saw that it wasn't eagerness that was causing Yang to stumble around, but nerves. Discovering that, Weiss suddenly found her own nervousness calm slightly at the knowledge that Yang was just as anxious.
"Thank you," Weiss smiled shyly, taking off her coat to reveal a thin white top with small blue snowflakes on it which had Yang fumbling as Weiss handed the thick blue material and her bag to the blonde. Missing the jacket on her first attempt and flustering a little, Yang looked up from Weiss' thin top and tried for the jacket again, that time succeeding and quickly placing them in a nearby cupboard.
"Oh!" Yang replied and turned back around. "Just a warning before we go in there, dad and Ruby have been out all day so Zwei is downstairs. You're okay with dogs, right?"
"I am fine with dogs that do not bite," Weiss said cautiously, her eyes glancing at the closed door that led to the front room. "You said he is a corgi, correct?
"Yeah but he may as well be toothless," Yang grinned and walked over to place her hand to the doorknob. "But he does get very lick-happy with new people so just shove him away with your foot or something if he bugs you."
"Noted," Weiss chuckled and gave the blonde a nod to say she was ready.
With a small smile Yang pushed the door open and before Weiss could even make out the living room, a small blur of black and white shot out of the crack and launched itself at Weiss' legs. After watching him run around her legs for a few moments, Weiss dropped to her knees and found herself eye-to-eye with the small hound whose black and white fur mixed together into a grey in some places to make him look older than he likely was. Gently reaching out, she smiled to herself as he sniffed her fingers and immediately stuck out his tongue to lick them. Chuckling slightly, she moved her hand and ruffled the soft black fur on his back.
"Aww," Weiss cooed inadvertently and gave the little corgi a scratch behind the ear, his eyes closing and his head leaning further into the fussing.
While Weiss had never owned a dog, she has always loved them. The idea of a companion who would always be by your side was something she had dreamed of as a girl but unfortunately her father's attitude toward animals was the same as everyone else. If they did nothing for him, then they were not worth his time.
"I think he likes you."
"He is rather cute himself," Weiss admitted as she stood back up, the corgi returning to sniffing around her legs. "I can see why Ruby kept him."
"To be fair, he could've bit her and she still would've kept him," Yang laughed and walked through the door into the front room. "Anyway, I should continue with dinner, You can... Uhh, watch TV or something if you want?"
"Or I could help you?" Weiss replied as she arched an eyebrow and followed her with a smile, carefully stepping over Zwei as he made to follow them both.
"H-Help?" Yang asked, the surprise in her voice wiping out the nerves momentarily as one of her eyebrows shot up. "Have you ever... You know, cooked before?"
"Hmm," Weiss hummed thoughtfully, trying her best to maintain her confidence so that they didn't fall back into their earlier awkwardness. "No, but I suppose if a dolt like you can do it then it cannot be that hard."
"Oh really?" Yang laughed as they walked through Yang's living room to the kitchen. The plain decoration caught her slightly off guard as it was so close Christmas that she had assumed Yang would have started decorating already. "Well then princess, I remember you said you do fencing so let's see how you handle a knife."
"You know fencing does not involve knives, right?" Weiss chuckled, pulling her attention back to the blonde as they entered the kitchen. "Nor are the foils sharp."
"So what's the point of them?" Yang grinned as she replied and pulled a yellow apron off the table before reaching into the cupboard and pulling out a bright red one that she passed to Weiss, who was still shaking her head at the terrible pun. "Anyways, put this on and wash your hands."
Taking the red apron that she assumed was Ruby's, she quickly threw it over her head and tied it around her before thoroughly washing her hands. Once she was done, she turned around to see Yang pulling ingredients from the fridge and cupboard and setting them on the side.
"So what are we cooking?"
"Nothing that complicated," Yang replied as she counted what looked to be small leeks and gave a short nod to herself. "It's just some ginger scallion noodles."
"Well," Weiss smiled and leant against the counter as she waited for Yang to finished setting everything up. "You have never failed to make something delicious so it sounds good."
As the blonde pulled a cutting board out from a drawer under the sink, Yang flashed her a single smile and Weiss instantly felt her face heat up a little. While she had always loved Yang's smiles in general, the little smiles were without a doubt her favourite as they were always so genuine; each one carrying the full force of the blonde happiness at that moment.
"Well I'm glad a dolt like me can impress," the girl grinned and pulled a sharp knife from the knife rack, holding it by the blade as she held it out. "Now, let see if you can impress me by cutting the scallions properly."
"Okay..." Weiss replied and stepped forward, her confidence suddenly leaving her the moment the knife touched her hand and she remembered she had no idea what she was doing. "Umm... How do you want me to I cut them?"
"Julienne will be fine," The girl replied smugly and leant back against the fridge, her eyes shifting expectantly to the green onions on the board.
"Right," Weiss replied and hovered the knife over one of the green onions and prepared to cut it.
Matchsticks, she thought to herself and repositioned the vegetable to that she could study it better and the only thing she was certain of was that she needed to cut off the little bulb at the bottom; so hovering her knife over the white knot, she pressed down lightly. She had no idea why she was surprised but the knife slid through it like butter and Weiss quickly scraped it aside. However, all of her confident failed her as she had no idea what she had to do next so the only thing she could do was take a stab in the dark. Lining her blade up with the length of the onion, she gently pressed down again and cut through it. Almost instantly, she knew she had screwed up and looking to her side, she saw that Yang yang a huge smile on her face as she tried not to laugh.
"Okay," Weiss sighed in defeat as she laid the knife down on the cutting board to avoid any more embarrassment. "I have no idea what I am doing."
"Oh I know," Yang chuckled while still trying her best not to laugh. "But your first cut was right at least."
Apparently unable to contain it any longer, she picked up the long green string and let and a short humorous laugh that, despite her embarrassment, had Weiss smiling as she shook her head. Putting her hand on her hip, Weiss waited for Yang to finish and once she finally did, she gave a quick roll of her eyes at her.
"Here, let me show you," Yang chuckled and picked up the knife and repositioned the onion Weiss hand been working on. "You cut the bulb off fine but afterwards you cut it into three two-inch pieces and then do what you just did."
As Yang spoke, she cut the leak into the three easy to handle rectangles and stacked them on top of each other before effortless sliding the blade through the pieces lengthwise. At first her movements were slow so that Weiss could see but they quickly picked up pace and soon became faster than Weiss would ever be capable of. Once she was finished, all that remained was a pile of thin strings of onion.
"Best for you to do one piece at a time so you don't cut your fingers off," She smiled and place the knife back down. "And keep your fingertips that are holding the onion curled under so you don't cut yourself, okay?"
With a quick nod to the blonde, Weiss picked back up the knife and pulled another scallion towards herself and tried her best to mimic what Yang had done. Fortunately, while her first attempt produced more wooden beams than matchsticks, her second attempt fared far better.
"There ya go," Yang smiled and leaned in give her a quick kiss on the cheek. "You're gonna be a pro in no time, now I'm gonna go sort the chicken out while you take care of that and when you're done I'll show you what to do with the chillies."
"Alright," Weiss replied and continued her work as Yang pulled another knife from the rack and placed some wrapped chicken on the side and began to work on it.
After a nearly ten minutes, Weiss had finally finished cutting both the scallions and the chillies while Yang had already begun to cook the thin slices of chicken she had prepared. In seconds the room had begun to be filled with the wonderful smell of cooking meat and fresh vegetables and with nothing else to do, Weiss leant back against the fridge door and watched her girlfriend tend to the chicken inside the large metal wok.
Once again, it struck her just how much she loved the simplicity of hanging out in the kitchen and watching Yang cook. Her whole life, the act of cooking had gone on in another room while she had simply waited for the food to be bought to her; but as she watched Yang, even as she helped a little, she couldn't help but notice the smile that had repeatedly painted itself on her face. Weiss didn't know whether it was simply because it was Yang or whether it was because it was such a simple task that made her feel normal, though she guessed it was a little of both.
"Enjoying the view?" Yang chuckled as she wiped her forehead on the towel over her shoulder.
"Maybe," Weiss smiled at the blonde, keeping her tone a little dismissive as she made a show of reluctantly pulling her eyes away from the blonde's backside that was framed nicely by her jeans.
"Hmm," She replied teasingly and pointed to a bowl near Weiss. "Like seeing me all hot and bothered, huh?"
Yes, Weiss thought to herself as she picked up the bowl and walked over to give it too her. However before she handed it over, Weiss raised herself onto her toes and pressed her lips against Yang's for a second. Feeling Yang hum happily, Weiss grinned to herself and pulled away, passing Yang the bowl as she did.
"I'll take that as a yes," the blonde smirked and begun to scoop the chicken out of the wok and into the bowl. "But if that's what I get every time I cook for you then you should come over more."
"Don't tempt me," she smiled and shook her head as she watched Yang turn on the hot water tap and wait for it to heat up before placing the wok underneath for a few seconds. "You know I actually do prefer being here, right?"
"Really?" Yang replied as she gently wiped down the large steel pan dish and gave her a concerned look. "Something happening at home?"
"Other than my father being on a warpath ever since I told him Winter was coming to Vale?" Weiss sighed as she remembered the way her mother had winced when her father had slammed his fist against the table upon hearing the news. "My mother has been acting rather strange lately."
"In what way?" Yang asked and put a couple spoons of oil into the wok along with what looked to Weiss like yellow sweets.
"I am not sure," Weiss said honestly and moved her chopped vegetables closer to stove as Yang pointed to them. "She just seems a little... sharper than usual. It kind of reminds me of how I remember her being when I was a kid."
"Is that a bad thing?" Yang question and stirred the two things together.
"No," Weiss replied cautiously after a couple of seconds. "Whitley did say he thinks Mother has been drinking less lately but..." Weiss paused, sure that what she wanted to say would make her sound a little paranoid.
"But?"
"I just cannot shake the feeling that she has been watching me," Weiss admitted with a slight shrug as Yang picked up the board and tipped its entire contents into the pan.
"How come?" she asked and begun to stir the new ingredients. "You think she suspects something?"
"I doubt it," Weiss shook her head, though the thought had definitely occurred to her too. "But I remember my mother being an especially sharp woman, at times she was even more perceptive than Father, so if Whitley is right about Mother not drinking as much then I may have to be a little more cautious."
"Would it be a bad thing?" Yang asked, the hope in her voice clear and she pulled the lid of a pan of noodles she had drained while Weiss was chopping the food and began to spoon them into the wok. "I mean, I know your dad's gonna freak but you still haven't told me about how your mom and brother will take us being together?"
"Well," Weiss hummed knowing full well how her brother would take it. "My brother will take it much like my father will, though he will mainly just be an annoyance to me; as for my mother, I really do not know. She was never one to judge others but that was a long time ago."
"I see," The girl said with a nod, adding what Weiss recognised as soy sauce and pouring the chicken back into it while she continued to stir. "So there is a good chance she will be okay with it?"
"Probably," Weiss nodded though she was still genuinely unsure. While the woman she knew as a child might not have cared, that woman hadn't been present for a long time and their relationship had become so estranged that she had no idea what to expect anymore.
"Well, I guess only time will tell then," Yang shrugged and pointed to a cupboard that Weiss remembered held the plates and bowls. "You wanna grab the dishes?"
Pulling open the cupboard and grabbing two bowls, Weiss thought and how Yang had taken the news. While Weiss had never been especially concerned about how her mother would react, there had always been the slight hesitancy nonetheless; so to see Yang look at the situation and take it in a more positive direction gave Weiss a little hope that maybe Yang was right.
"True," she smiled and placed a quick kiss on girl's cheek before putting the bowls next her. "But tonight is just about us."
"I can get behind that," the blonde grinned happily and began to transfer large portions of delicious smelling food into each bowl.
"Good," Weiss smiled approvingly, picking up the drinks that Yang had poured for them while they were cooking and turning to leave the kitchen.
There were plenty of things Weiss loved about Yang's house like the warmth it seemed to possess, like every room had a blazing fire in its centre, or the homey feel that seeped for every corner of the rooms; but the thing she loved the most was that unlike her own house, she was actually able to relax there. There was no Whitley to knock at her door and bother her with his incessant need to talk down to someone, her father wasn't able to come into her room and belittle her with orders and everything she had been doing wrong. With all the worry of those annoyances gone, Weiss found that sitting on the couch, eating wonderful food and watching a terrible movie with her girlfriend to be the easiest thing in the world.
Digging into the bowl to scoop the last of her cheesecake onto her spoon, Weiss took the final bite of her dessert and placed the empty dish next to Yang's on the table in front of her and returned back to her position leant against Yang's side, careful not to disrupt Zwei who had been sleeping between them ever since they had sat down. At first Weiss had been sceptical of Yang's claim that the corgi would just sleep but she was pleasantly surprised that he hadn't begged for food once.
"That was amazing," she sighed happily and leant her head on the blonde's shoulder, her attention turning back to movie they were watching as she ran her hand lightly through Zwei's soft fur. "This film however..."
"What?" Yang replied in false offence as they watched a grown man playing hockey shoulder barge some kids out of the way. "You think the equivalent of take-out is amazing but not this film? Just Friends is a classic."
"A classic it may be but come on," Weiss laughed as the lead actor's character smacked the puck and it ricocheted back into the his own mouth. "You expect me to believe a girl like that will eventually fall for someone like him? He is a complete ass."
"Agreed, but he has a pretty nice one too," Yang replied, her chuckles turning into a laugh as Weiss gave her a raised eyebrow in response. "Oh come on, even you have to admit that Cyan Reynolds is hot?"
Even though she rolled her eyes at Yang's comment, Weiss had to admit that the man certainly was handsome, however the personality of the character he was playing was incredibly narcissistic.
"Though I guess you are more into Amythyst, huh?"
"Her character is at least somewhat likeable," Weiss shrugged with a smirk, not commenting at all on the actress who was indeed incredibly beautiful.
"Barely," Yang grinned placed her foot on the table in front of her. "She's just trying to get those extra good girl points for Christmas."
"I would believe that if she were five," she laughed in return and alter her position so that her knees were underneath her. Normally at home she would never sit it such a way but as there was no-one around to scold her, she was more than glad to be able to get as comfortable as she could. "And still believed in Santa Claus."
"Hey," the blonde grinned and gave a small shrug. "Ruby believed in Santa until she was twelve."
"Please tell me you are not serious?" Weiss asked, genuinely confused as she heard no hint of sarcasm or jest in her girlfriend's voice.
"Oh I'm serious," Yang smiled and paused the film to reach down the side of the chair. After a minute she came back up with what appeared to be a photo album and pulled it open, flicking through the pages in search of the one she needed. "Here ya go."
Looking at the picture Yang was pointing at, Weiss felt a smile stretch across her face as she gazed upon a young Ruby sat on a mall Santa's lap. From the look on her face, there was no mistaking that the girl believed entirely that the man truly was the real deal.
"Oh my gods," Weiss blinked in disbelief as she double-checked to make sure the picture was actually showing what she was seeing. "She actually did."
"Told ya," Yang chuckled and tried to pull the album back only for Weiss to keep a firm grip as she had just spotted a young Yang in the photo beside it. "If I remember properly, she asked for a TV with an in-built VCR."
"That does sounds like what I would expect from everything you have told me," Weiss said with a small smile and turned the page. The moment she turned it, her eyes flew open and she placed a finger on a picture of Yang with very short hair that barely reached her neck. "What is that?"
Seeing what Weiss was pointing at, the blonde immediately tried a little harder to pull the book away but Weiss simply held on tighter as she started to laugh happily. It was hard to imagine the girl in the picture as Yang without the wild windblown hair but the lilac eyes that were so alight with happiness were so unmistakable that Weiss had recognised her immediately.
"That was just after my tomboy year," Yang sighed and stopped trying to pull it away, clearly understanding that the damage was already done.
"I thought you were still in your tomboy years?"
"Ha ha," Yang replied in an amused sarcastic tone and leaned in a little closer. "You joke but my damn hair took forever to grow back out."
Taking a second to burn the image into her memory, Weiss turned the page and was greeted by more Christmas pictures that once again made her look around the room. Unlike the pictures she had just turned to that showed the room covered in red and green tinsel with its inhabitants smiling happily, the room she was sat in felt rather odd. While it was still warm and comforting in every way that she loved, she couldn't help but notice there wasn't a single Christmas decoration that showed how close the holiday actually was.
"Your family seems to love Christmas," Weiss smiled and ran a finger over one of the pictures that had Yang laughing with a young Blake scowling at her.
"It was Mom's favourite holiday," Yang replied with a nod and turned the page, more pictures of Yang and Ruby opening presents greeting her. "Dad sorta took up the mantle of taking every picture he could."
"But you do not decorate any more?" Weiss asked curiously, keeping her voice cautious in-case there was something she was missing.
"Decorations go up in a couple of days," Yang shrugged and dug her fingers into the very front pages of the book and flipping them over. "Kinda hard to have everything looking so festive during the week she passed."
"Oh," Weiss replied and looked back down to the album to see a picture of Summer laughing as she pulled flour out of a child Yang's hair. "Sorry."
"It's fine," Yang shook her head with a smile of her own and reached out to gently stroke the picture of her mother. "She would call us stupid anyway. Besides, it's just the decorations. The presents and everything else are already done." as she said it, her finger stopped and Weiss turned to look at her. "Speaking of, I need your Scroll."
"Why?" Weiss replied with a scowl, her hand reaching into her pocket and slowly pulling out the small device. Holding out the device, Yang took it and pulled out her own before stopping and holding Weiss' back out to her.
"I don't know your password."
"5-6-9-3-0-1-6-2."
"What th..." Yang replied as she typed it in and gave her a quick look. "Why is it so long?"
"I have private work documents on there," Weiss said and tried to look at what the blonde was doing only for the screen to be turned away from her. "Hence why I would like to know what you are doing with it."
"You will see," Yang grinned as she typed something onto her own scroll before handing Weiss' back to her. "All done."
"At least tell me what you accessed," Weiss asked again. It wasn't that she didn't trust Yang, because she did, but her Scroll had access to very private server info and to access it,even accidentally, outside of a Schnee company location would have set off alerts.
"Just your contacts," Yang replied, her voice a little more serious as she apparently understood that Weiss needed to know. "I promise."
"Good," She breathed and let her body relax again, her hand resuming its stroking the corgi that was still asleep between them. "So, are we going to continue watching this terrible movie or not?"
"I guess," Yang chuckled, clearly happy that the moment of tension had passed, as she took the photo album back and returned it to where she had pulled it from. "We can watch something else if you want."
"No," Weiss replied quickly and took her girlfriend's hand to stop her reaching for the remote. "I mean, no point swapping now."
Despite Weiss' words, she actually had been enjoying the movie. While the premise certainly wasn't anything new and the humour was a little juvenile, it usually managed to at least deliver a few chuckles and the awkwardness of the characters actually made her feel a little better about her own from earlier.
"Ahh," Yang hummed victoriously as she pressed play and slipped her fingers between Weiss' own, her shoulder slumping slightly as she repositioned herself so Weiss could return to her position of resting her head on it. "So you were enjoying it?"
"It has some charm," Weiss replied and nestled her head further into the crook of Yang's neck, chuckling as Cyan Reynolds' character struggled on his gurney only to slide down the ice hill. "Just like the dolt who put it on."
"Wow," Yang laughed and went to pull her hand away only for Weiss to keep hold of it. "I will have you know that this film helped me with relationships."
"That explains a lot," Weiss teased quietly, though keeping her voice loud enough for Yang to hear.
"Hey!" Yang grinned poked Weiss gently in the stomach. "I wooed you, didn't I?"
"Not with any of that," Weiss smiled and attempted to gently slap the offending hand away. "You were actually charming."
"Oh I was, was I?" Yang said happily and quickly moved her hand out of the way. "How so? Might be able to use it in the future."
"Well," Weiss replied as Yang's hand grazed its fingers against her stomach again, this time earning a short laugh and disturbing Zwei who let out a short grumble. "You were a bumbling mess... but you were cute. You took the time to talk to me like a normal person and then made me feel included with your friends."
"Me? Bumbling?," Yang grinned and moved her hand to stroke Zwei a few times to settle him. "Nah, you must have me mixed up with someone else."
"You almost fell over a chair," she smirked with a raised eyebrow and earned a slight groan from the blonde.
"Damn," Yang sighed and gave the corgi a quick scratch behind his ear. "I was really hoping you had forgotten that."
"How could I?" Weiss laughed and let her hand drift up to gave Zwei's ear a scratch too, her fingers linking with Yang's again once she was done. "But like I said, I thought it was cute. It is actually part of the reason I came back."
"Huh, I guess I will save that chair next time Kali does a refurnishing then," Yang smiled as she tightened her grip on Weiss hand. "I'm really glad you decided to come back though."
"Yes, well I really did think the chair was cute," Weiss teased and ran her thumb over the back of Yang's hand as the brawler gave her a shocked look that made Weiss smile. "You also made an impression, and you seemed interested so there was no choice in it."
"I was that obvious, huh?" Yang groaned again and rested her head against the back of the chair and turned to face her, her lilac eyes shining with happiness.
"You were," Weiss giggled gently and raised her head slightly from it's position on Yang's shoulder to look up into her girlfriend's eyes properly. "And for the record, I am really glad I went back as well. If I had not met you then I would likely still be sat behind a desk instead of sitting with someone who makes me happier than I ever thought I could be."
Weiss watched as a smile stretched itself across Yang's beautiful face and her eyes gleamed with joy. The slight feel of loss hit her as she felt the girl's warm hand leave her own, but that loss was soon replaced with elation upon feeling said hand place itself gently on her cheek.
"I love you too," she said quietly with a smile as her thumb gently stroked her cheekbone causing Weiss' stomach to flutter.
Closing her eyes as she saw Yang lean in, Weiss felt the blondes lips press gently against her own and happily returned their slight pressure, the feeling of love behind the kiss drawing Weiss deeper into Yang's embrace. Letting out a soft hum as her bottom lip slipped between Yang's, Weiss shifted herself a little closer to the warm blonde and moved her now free arm to place it around Yang's shoulder.
After a couple a seconds however, Weiss felt the tenderness of the kiss slowly fade as the blonde began to greedily apply a little more force; feeling the rise and fall of Yang's chest deepen, she took a deeper breath and responded in kind, pressing back and opening her lips a little wanting to taste more as her heart began to race. Whilst enjoying the feel of Yang's affection, she moved her other hand to Yang's thigh to pull herself a little closer and completely forgot about the corgi that was between them and immediately felt guilty as he let out a loud grumble at being disturbed. Worried that she may have hurt him, Weiss pulled back from the kiss and looked down at the poor dog.
"Did I..."
"Zwei," Yang interrupted with a slightly raised voice and red cheeks, the little dog looking up at the sound of him name. "Bedtime."
At the blonde's word, Zwei let out a small bark and slowly slipped himself off of the couch and trotted his way to the door of the room and Weiss assumed he was heading up to Ruby's room.
"Wow, she said in slight awe at how well trained he was. "He is rea..."
"Mhm," Yang hummed, cupping her chin and cutting her off again as her lips pressed back against Weiss', the desperation in the renewed kiss taking her breath away for a second.
Feeling a smile pull at her lips as she quickly regain her breath and responded in kind, Weiss closed the small amount of space Zwei had been taken up and moved the hand that had been on Yang's leg to her waist. Apparently Yang believed that the hand on Weiss' cheek no longer suited the more passionate kissing and instead moved it to the back of her neck, the girl's finger sliding through her hair as it went and sending a shiver through her. However, after a few second of feeling the blonde's lips clash pleasantly with hers, Weiss had to admit to herself too that the position didn't work for her either; so using the hand on Yang's waist as a hold, she pulled herself onto her girlfriend.
Now straddling her girlfriend much like she had been the morning after she had first stayed, Weiss felt Yang's hand position itself on her hips; the girl's fingers digging in slightly and pulling her closer. Still smiling to herself both at the happiness swelling inside her chest as well as the sudden height advantage over her girlfriend. Weiss moved her arm that hand been slung around the blonde's shoulders so that her hand cupped Yang's jawline and lent further into the kiss.
Enjoying the new position much more as the smell of meat that clung to Yang's clothes from cooking surrounded her, Weiss let out a soft hum as she felt Yang's lips part and the girl's tongue brushed tenderly along her own. As it did, a wave of heat rushed through her and Weiss happily let it part her own, the slippery muscle instantly finding her own and the delicious flavour of the food they had just eaten coating her taste-buds again as her own tongue rose to meet it. As the heat began to build and course through her body; the pleasure quickly begin to fog her mind, faintly she felt Yang's hand slowly beginning to work its way up her back, wondering what the blonde was going for, until she felt the snowflake tiara that kept her ponytail in place jostle before being pulled free and letting her hair cascade down her back.
Of course, she smiled to herself, knowing full well that Yang loved when she had her hair down so the the blonde could run her hands through it. Sure enough, Weiss felt fingers brush through her silky strands as the hand that had removed the tiara made its way back down to the base of her back, the fingers only leaving so that the hand could plant itself at the base of Weiss' spine sending a small surge of electricity through her.
Grinning to herself as she felt Yang's stomach give a small lurch, Weiss stroked her thumb across her girlfriend's cheek once before she finally let the hand begin to fall and heard a happy groan come from the blonde as she purposely letting her nails scratch delicately along the girl's neck. Despite the pleasant fog that had already partially clouded Weiss' mind, she knew what she wanted and traced her fingers along the Yang's collarbone until she felt it hit the top button of the shirt.
Top or bottom? She asked herself, thinking about it for only a second before choosing the one she could use to tease the girl below her for a little longer. With an inward smirk at having the chance to get a little revenge for all the times Yang had teased her, Weiss slowly let her finger run over the button to travel deeper down the girl's generous chest, purposely letting her nail catch on each one so that it tugged the material slightly and made the blonde sigh.
However Weiss had already grown tired of the teasing as her finger reach the bottom button just above the girl's waist. She had already waited months and after spending so long imagining and wandering and fantasising, the knowledge that she was holding off again only succeeded in infuriated her more. At that realisation, Weiss removed her other hand from Yang's waist and brought it around to join her other at the button as she prepared to remove the shirt.
Letting the smile spread across her face this time, Weiss popped the button through the hole, her fingers slipping a little at first but quickly recovering and worked her way up the yellow fabric. With each button, she pressed her lips into Yang's a little deeper for a second until she finally felt her hand reach the topmost one. Deciding she wanted to see what she was doing Weiss opened her eyes, briefly taking in the sight of her girlfriend lost in passion before pulling back from the kiss and leaning back slightly so that she could gaze properly on the blonde.
Watching as Yang's desire-filled eyes slowly opened, Weiss bit her bottom lip and finally popped the last button free. With every button now out of the way, she felt her breath deepen as she move her hands up to the collar of the shirt and slowly pulled it over the girl's shoulder to reveal the straps of a yellow bra. As Yang leant forward to allow her easier access, Weiss felt herself grow hotter with every inch she lowered the shirt until finally the now loosened front fell apart a gave Weiss a view of the thin lace bra that Yang was wearing.
Recognising it immediately as the one she had been wearing the morning after her stay, Weiss smiled at the knowing look Yang gave her and returned her gaze to Yang's body. Unsurprisingly the girl skin was pale as the limited sun offered very little time to sunbathe, something Yang had said she loved about summer, making the black White Fang tattoo just below her ribs stand out all the more. However, Weiss found she didn't care about it as her gaze was instead drawn upwards to the lace bra. Standing out vibrantly against the skin, the yellow material was thin and quite revealing. While it certainly covered enough that Weiss still had to imagine what laid underneath, the top half was almost see-through, except for the pattern of dragons that was sewn into the lace, allowing her to see the supple breasts that laid beneath.
"See," Yang breathed and Weiss looked up to see her grinning mischievously. "Now I know you're enjoying the view."
"Shut up," she replied with a roll of her eyes leaning forward again to reclaim the girl's lips as Yang threw her shirt aside to join Weiss' tiara.
With the heat coursing through her body, Weiss' renewed affection were a little more heated than before and she found herself unable to stop herself from running her hands up Yang's arms until they reached Yang's shoulders. As her hands moved over the curve she allowed her left to return to Yang's jawline while her right roamed in the opposite direction. Letting her nails drag slowly down the girl chest, Weiss felt nerves run through her slightly at the prospect of finally getting to do what she had wanted; however as her hand drew closer to Yang's breast, her fingers caught what seemed to be a very distinctive bump on the girl's skin that she hadn't noticed before. Taking a note to inspect it later, as she knew scar tissue when she felt it, Weiss continued to let her hand wonder downwards until she felt the soft exposed flesh at the top of Yang's breast under her fingertips.
Running her index finger along the top of the bra, she felt Yang take a shorter breath and grinned at the freedom she finally had and gently captured Yang's bottom lips with her teeth. Pulling bad slightly, Yang happily followed to continue the kiss and Weiss finally pushed her index finger under the fabric as Yang achieved her goal. The instant her finger passed over the girl's nipple Yang let out a small gasp into Weiss' mouth causing Weiss to grin even more as her own feeling of exhilaration continued to grow.
Passing her finger over it again, Weiss made her way to the thing she had seen earlier, the thing she had never imagine but somehow seemed to be the most Yang thing ever. Slipping her fingers around the curve of Yang's breast, she immediately found the small piece of plastic in the centre and hooked a finger underneath. Felling Yang's heartbeat speed up slightly on her finger, Weiss gave the clasp a single twist and felt it come undone beneath and taking a deep breath, she let it go.
The moment she felt the fabric slip away, Weiss let her hand glide back over the curve of Yang's breast eliciting a soft moan from the girl as her thumb flicked across her nipple yet again before gently cupping the soft, warm mound. While digging her fingers in gently to feel what she had dreamed of frequently, Weiss rolled the small bud carefully with the palm of her hand eliciting more gently hums of pleasure from the blonde. However, after a few seconds she felt warm fingers grazed against the skin of her lower back as Yang's hand gripped the hem off her t-shirt began to raise it further up Weiss body, clearly wanting it gone. More than happy to oblige, Weiss raised her arms as the white fabric was pulled over her head and tossed aside with the rest of the clothing.
Sat there in front of Yang in just her pale blue bra to cover her top half, Weiss couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as she looked down into the lilac eyes that were taking their own chance to explore Weiss' body. She was nowhere near as developed in that area as Yang and looking down on the blonde's bare chest, the difference was clear as day. Bulging out proudly from Yang's chest with only the slightest amount of drooping was a pair of magnificent breasts, their areolas a light brown against the white skin; whereas her own where little less than a handful, even with her bra pushing them up slightly. However if the lust that lit up the blonde's eyes was any indication, Yang didn't seem to care that Weiss barely managed a B-cup and what few self-conscious thoughts she were having quickly faded away into the darkness from whence they came.
While Yang probably didn't know what made Weiss next kiss a more loving one, she did her best to convey her gratitude for a few seconds before placing her hand back on Yang's chest pushing her back against the couch and deepening the kiss once more. Feeling Yang slowly began to move her kisses away from Weiss' lips, she let out a small sigh of pleasure as the girl's lips pressed against her neck. With pleasure pulsing through her as she felt Yang's teeth sink gently into her flesh , Weiss let her head fall to the side so that she had easier access. So caught up in the pleasure that was coursing through her body Weiss only just registered the unclasping of her own bra in the back of her mind and absent-mindedly let Yang pull it over her shoulders to reveal her small breasts.
Weiss let out a slight gasp as felt the boxer's lips press against her collarbone, the warm kisses slowly pushing her backwards, Yang's hand raising to the square of her back to keep her steady she carefully worked her way down. After what felt like minutes of enjoying the small flashes of heat that pulsed through her with each fleeting brush on Yang's lips, a large pulse of energy surged through her as she felt the girl's hot breath dance across her breasts.
"Mmm!" Weiss moaned audibly, unable to keep the sound from leaving her throat as Yang's lips closed around her nipple and caused her back to arch slightly from the pleasure that tore through her.
Even through the fresh, lustful haze that quickly began to envelope her mind, Weiss felt Yang's lips stretch into a smile as the girl's tongue darted out to flick tormentingly across the small bud. Once again, the soft moan that was pulled from her throat was entirely involuntary, but the her hand slipping around to the back of the blonde's neck in an attempt to encourage her further was entirely her own doing. Unfortunately, instead of Yang's continuing her delightful actions, the blonde slowly began to work her way back up to Weiss neck until she finally breathed three words into Weiss' ear that made her glad she had been denied what she had sought.
"Ready for bed?"
Before Weiss could even finish nodding, she felt the hand on her back slip to her waist as Yang pushed herself effortlessly off of the couch. Smiling as she felt the thrill run through her, Weiss wrapped her legs around her girlfriend and placed a tender kiss on her lips as she was carried to what she could only assume would be heaven.
Weiss couldn't help but smile at the loud bang of the door that echoed around the room, the force in which Yang had thrown it shut a clear indicator that she wanting absolutely nothing but to give her entire attention to Weiss and anything that attempted to divert it would feel her full wrath. It was a smile that only grew as she was lowered onto the bed, her legs releasing the blonde's waist so that Weiss could gently run her feet down Yang's until she felt her heels dip into the space behind the girl's knees. Applying just enough force to get what she wanted, Weiss dug her heels in so that Yang's knees buckled and they both fell heavily onto the mattress, Yang's hand shooting out to catch herself from crushing Weiss and causing their lips to part for a moment.
"Nice trick," Yang breathed with a slight chuckle and immediately closed the distance that had been created between them, the girl's lips immediately back on hers and sending sparks through her body.
Letting out a small hum at the feeling of one of her nipples brushing over Yang's, Weiss moved the hand that was holding the back of Yang neck into the wild mangle of blonde hair to pull her deeper into the kiss. Never before had a lover made her so excited with simple foreplay so the fact that she was feeling herself slowly lose control of her action was a little scary; though scary in every good way that scary could be. With every press of their lips Weiss felt herself give herself over to her lust more and more, one of her hands gliding down Yang's neck until it reclaimed its prior position on Yang's voluptuous breast while the other snaked its way down the woman's toned stomach. The scary aspect of it came from just how much she wanted it, just how much she enjoyed tracing her fingers over the thin line that separated the two sides of Yang's well-defined abdominal muscles, and mostly from how she didn't hesitate for a second to pull open the metal panel that locked her belt into position.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath Weiss easily pulled the belt open and worked on the buttons underneath, each one popping open with only the tiniest pressure until there were none remaining. As she finished opening the button, Weiss dug her thumb into Yang's breast and dragged it down slightly until her nail scrapped across the small bud that she already knew Yang loved being played with by the sharp intake of breath the girl took every time Weiss did it. Smiling to herself at her girlfriend's reaction, Weiss ran her hand that had been working at Yang's jeans up the side of her leg until she came to the edge of the material.
Grinning to herself, she slipped her hand into the back of the jeans and dug her fingers lightly into the the girl's cheeks earning a slight groan in return. However even as much as she enjoyed the feeling of having two large parts of Yang in her hands, the trail of fire that was travelling down her waist quickly caught her attention and before she could even look past the pleasure to realise it was Yang's own hand, every button of her own pale blue jeans was popped open in one well practised movement. Clearly Yang had her own tricks too.
Letting out a small gasp as she felt Yang's tongue slipped between her lips once against and started to dance with hers, Weiss pressed her fingers into Yang's cheek and rolled her wrists, the waistband of the jeans slipping low enough that Weiss felt air brush over her knuckles. Clearly understand what Weiss wanted as she hooked her thumb over the fabric, Yang raised her hips and Weiss wasted no time in pushing them. Once they had been slipped down to the top of Yang's thighs, she felt a pressure on her back as Yang used the hand that was still placed on her back to pull Weiss into a sitting position as she slowly stood up. No longer having the resistance that had stopped her before, Weiss pushed the jeans further down Yang's legs until they fell on their own and she stepped out of them.
As soon as they were gone, Weiss felt the hand on her back fall away and without being supported, a feeling of loss rushed through her as Weiss fell away from the the blonde; though upon opening her eyes she felt a wave desire flood through her at the sight that stood before her. Weiss had caught herself imagining this very sight before her numerous times, she had even dreamed of it, however the breathtaking sight of Yang standing there in nothing but a pair of yellow lace underwear that matched the long lost bra, her chest rising and falling heavily as she took deep breaths, was beyond every image her brain had managed to come up with. Every inch of the woman was clearly muscle yet her entire form screamed of femininity and Weiss found that there was only one word she could use to describe her.
Stunning.
While Weiss knew she could only have been staring at the beauty before her for half a second at most, it had felt like an hour but she was suddenly returned to reality as she felt a tug on her jeans. Looking up at her girlfriend's eyes that were wild with love and desire, Weiss raised her hips and Yang immediately pulled them off, taking almost no care as she tossed them aside and returned her lustful gaze to Weiss' body. Feeling herself heat up, Weiss raised herself back up placed a hand Yang's stomach as she looked up into the beautiful lilac orbs that so clearly wanted to give in and ravish her. Wanting it herself, Weiss hooked her index finger under the band of the blonde's underwear and pulled her closer, Yang dropping down to her knee and pressing her lips back into Weiss'. With another shuddering breath, Weiss threw an arm around Yang's neck and her legs locked around her thighs as she felt a hand snake to her back and lift her off the bed slightly. Feeling a slight tug beneath her when Yang threw the quilt aside, Weiss smiled and slipped her legs from behind her girlfriend's and into the now open bed. Within a second, Yang had crawled on top of her and thrown the covers back over them, the cold she had never noticed quickly being replaced by the warmth that Yang's body produced.
Not liking that there kiss had been interrupted during the repositioning, Weiss pressed forward and took Yang's lip with her own, only for the girl to pull back after a second and stare intently into her eyes. Trying again to get what she wanted only to be refused with a smile, Weiss raised her hand to the back of Yang's neck and desperately tried to coax her into the embrace that Weiss desired. At first she thought it had worked as she saw Yang grin and begin to lower her head but the kiss Weiss wanted was placed on her cheek instead; and then her jaw, in fact the kisses slowly trailed their way up to Weiss' ear and after a quick nibble on the earlobe that sent sparks through her, she heard Yang's whisper something gently to her.
"I told you last time..." the girl breathed sexily into Weiss' ear and Weiss felt a shifting below her.
"Yan... Mmm!" Whatever Weiss had tried to say was quickly replaced by a hard moan as she felt Yang's leg press against her, causing her hips to buck down instantly.
"... That you would enjoy it so much more when I'm not holding back," Yang finished, her voice barely a whisper any more yet still full of lust as the hand not holding her up trailed slowly down the centre of Weiss' chest; only diverting for a couple of seconds to play with one of her already erect nipples.
Another of her own soft moans filled Weiss ears as Yang's fingers continued their path down and Weiss pressed her lips into the crook of her girlfriend's neck, her hips pressing down in search of the jolts of electricity that each thrust send through her. The memory of the effect the same thing had on her last time made the moment all the more intense but as she let out yet another moan, that was only partially muffled by her lips locking onto Yang's necks, she felt the leg pull away and Yang's hand took hold of the top of her underwear.
Take them off, Weiss pleading in her own head, the desire for them to be gone and for Yang to continue what she had been doing taking hold and making her hips raise off the bed. Thankfully Yang seemed to have heard her and was more than happy to oblige, her hand easily slipping the thin blue fabric over her Weiss' hips and as far down her legs as she could. Very much not wanting them to remain there, she raised her legs so that Yang's could remove them fully and within seconds they were thrown out of the bed.
Where to? Weiss didn't care. The only thing she cared about was the fingers that were now grazing against her inner thigh, the trail of fire they left behind spread and burning hotter as they climbed higher and higher until she could almost feel the heat that issued from them on her lower lips. However Yang fingers stayed where they were, the tips gently stroking the very top of her thigh as Weiss felt the girl pull away from her ear and opening her eyes that had been shut from the divine pleasure she had been experiencing, Weiss immediately found herself gazing into the beautiful eyes of her girlfriend; eye that seemed to grow bigger in her vision until she finally felt both the thing she had longed for minutes ago and the thing she desired then happen at once.
The moment Yang's lips pressed against her own, the woman's finger finished their climb upwards and Weiss was completely unable to stop the whimper that left her as she felt the tips trace her lips and an intense surge of energy shot through her. Still quivering at the initial touch, Weiss felt Yang's index finger circle around the inside of her lips, briefly flicking over the sensitive bundle of nerves at the very top before tracing its way down the opposite side. As it reached the bottom, Weiss felt another digit join it thought not on her lips, but directly on her opening.
"Ahh..." She whimpered again into her girlfriend's mouth as he hips buckled down onto the new addition and pushed the tip between her lips sending another jolt tearing through her and wiping her mind blank of anything else. "Plea... Ahh."
Apparently insistent on not letting her finish a single word, the finger pushing its way up her slit, the care taken to not push it any deeper obvious as it slowly massaged top to bottom and it wasn't long until Weiss felt her arousal remove any friction that had once been present. Thankfully however, Weiss felt the girl's lip pull into a smile as the finger reached the bottom of her slit for what was apparently the final time and was quickly joined by the other that hadn't moved since the second had joined. The base of Yang's palm came down to rest against the top of her folds as Yang pulled her lips away and Weiss let out a loud moan that filled the room as she felt both fingers push their way into her; each knuckle that slid inside making her moan crack into a whimper as a whole new kind of energy ripped through her body.
Clearly having enjoyed the reaction she received, Yang reclaimed Weiss lips with her own and pulled her fingers back out, the feeling of emptiness taking hold instantly and making Weiss press down in a fruitless attempt to return them to their proper place. Thankfully however, Yang wanted them back just as badly and Weiss felt them thrust into her with a little more force; their tips curling slightly as stroking along her walls which immediately began to pulse.
"Mm... Mm," Weiss panting into Yang's mouth as the fingers picked up their pace and the familiar fire began to grow fiercely within her.
Yang was right. She had thought their last act in Yang's bed had felt amazing but it paled in comparison to how good it felt to have a part of the girl inside her, like they were simply supposed to be there, the pleasure they offered a thing she had never known she was missing until then. Yang's hand had already shifted it position, her thumb now drawing gentle circle around her clit and her fingers spreading the inside of Weiss' hole a little wider and making her walls contract more around them as they tried to fight it. Barely able to contain her moans any more, Weiss let them out; the sound of her pleasure surrounding the both of them and making Yang pick up her pace and her fingers plunge deeper inside her.
"Don... Mmm," Weiss moaned in the few breaths between kisses as her hands/ that had been absent-mindedly exploring Yang's back, came up to tangle themselves in the blonde woman's hair. "Do... Ahh...Don't s-stop."
"Mhm," Yang hummed as she pressed down harder on Weiss' clit and stroked her fingers along her walls again.
Practically panting from the fire heating her body, Weiss felt the pleasure begin to spill over and pulled Yang deeper into their kiss, her hip jutting downwards to stroke Yang's curled finger across her walls. She could only last so long however and within seconds the tidal wave of pleasure that had been building up finally crashed down upon her and completely wiped all though from her mind.
The feeling was incomparable. Never before had her body felt so alive, like every nerve and muscle was alight with an unquenchable flame that spread across her body and made her feel faint. Never before had she moaned so loudly, so gutturally, that she felt the strain on her throat as it tried its best to withstand her orgasm. Through all of it, she could feel her walls convulsing around Yang's fingers, the constant tightening imprinting the feel onto her forever and Weiss knew that the liquid dribbling down her cheeks was certainly making a mess of the blonde's bed. Not that Yang seemed to care as with each convulsion of her walls, Yang would gently run her fingers along them to tease out Weiss orgasm just that little more until finally she felt her senses begin to return.
With her muscles finally relaxing, Weiss let her body sink into the bed and took a shaky breath as she turned to face the smiling woman who had fallen to her side her lilac eyes glinting with victory and a slight hint of mischief. What is she pla...
"Mmm," Weiss whimpered as a new, smaller wave a pleasure ran through her. As he body had been relaxed, she had forgotten that there were still a pair of fingers inside her but was suddenly reminded as Yang slowly teased them out of her sensitive hole with a smile.
"So?" The blonde grinned and bit one side of her lips. As Weiss leant forward to claim them, she was stopped by yet another wave of pleasure as she felt Yang pull her fingers out a little more and let out another small moan as a fresh bead on liquid dripped between her thighs. "Was that worth the wait?"
"You have no ahh... I-Idea," Weiss replied, her words faltering a little as she felt the fingers finally exit her still incredibly wet hole and leaving her with a slight feeling of emptiness.
"Oh, I think I do," she smirked and finally placed a short lived kiss on Weiss' lips and raised her hand out of the bed causing Weiss to blush slightly at how wet the woman's finger were. "I think you made a mess of my bed."
"That is your fault," Weiss breathed and kissed the woman again as her hand rested on Yang's side to pulling their bodies closer.
Feeling Yang return the kiss, Weiss hummed happily into her girlfriend's mouth and grazed her nails along the woman's ribs absent-mindedly until she felt Yang slowly pull away with a content smile.
"So... You definitely enjoyed it?" She asked, the sincerity in her voice far greater than when she had asked it seconds earlier. "No regrets?"
"None whatsoever," Weiss whispered confidently without even having to think, raising a hand to stroke the strand of golden hair that fallen over Yang's beautiful eyes behind her ear. "It was perfect."
"Good," she sighed happily and went to place her hand on Weiss' cheek, only for Weiss pull her head back and raise her eyebrow slightly. "Oh, right. Should probably clean that up."
As she said it, Weiss watched as Yang raised an eyebrow tauntingly and moved her fingers towards her lips. Taking it as a challenge, Weiss squinted at the girl as if to dare her to do it and to her surprise, she did. Clearly making a show of it, she popped one of her fingers into her mouth and gently sucked the residual moisture from it with a small hum and even though a small rush of excitement ran through her at the woman's brazenness, Weiss couldn't help but roll her eyes. Letting out a small chuckle as she reached down the side of her bed, her hand returned seconds later with a pack of wet-wipes that she used to clean her hand.
Shaking her head slightly, Weiss leant forward and pressed her lips against Yang's, not caring about being able to taste herself on the woman's lips. When she had first started to become sexually active the idea of doing such a thing had made her extremely uncomfortable; but as she had grown and become more experienced, she had learned that the exchanging of fluids was simply something that happened.
Grinning to herself as she grazed her fingers down Yang's cheek to her chin, Weiss pushed her face up slightly and captured the woman's bottom lip with her teeth, Yang letting out a hum as she gently bit down and ran her tongue along it. Letting out a deep breath through her nose, Weiss let her fingers slowly trace down her girlfriend's throat until they came to divot between her collarbones. Taking a second to circle her index finger on the smooth skin, she released Yang's lip and crashed hers back against them, her small excited gasp that she received making her smile as she slipped her hand lower.
Apparently enjoying Weiss' slow teasing, Yang ran her now clean fingers into her hair and pulled her deeper into the kiss as Weiss let own slip into Yang's generous cleavage and trace the outline of her breast until it began to curve around. If what had happened last time as well as what had happened downstairs was anything to go by, she knew Yang liked her breasts played with so raising her hand slightly to cup the beautiful mound she purposely flicked her thumb across Yang's hard nipple.
The lustful moan that vibrated through her lips made Weiss' confidence grow and wanting to feel it again, she brought her index finger up to join her thumb and rolled the small nub between them as her others gently kneaded the flesh.
"Mmm," Yang groaned softly into her lips and Weiss gave the sensitive bud a small pinch to show that she liked the reaction.
While she continuing her teasing of Yang's breast, Weiss let her kisses drift to the woman's cheek and slowly pecked her way along her jawline and down her neck. With each kiss she placed on the smooth skin, she felt Yang shift her neck slowly in an attempt to feel more but Weiss purposely kept herself from giving Yang what she wanted, much like the blonde had done to her earlier that night. After a couple of seconds however, Weiss' lips found Yang's collarbone and she happily kissed her way down to the divot her fingers had found earlier, a small smiled spreading across her lips and she carefully placed fleeting kisses along the same path her fingers had travelled earlier.
Shifting her body down as her head dipped beneath the covers, Weiss let her lips leave the trail her fingers had made and carefully pressed her lips against the top of Yang's other breast, the malleable flesh bowing slightly with each kiss until she felt a hard lump brush against her bottom lip and heard Yang let out another gasp above her. Emboldened by the sounds, Weiss took the small bud between her lips and gently sucked on the hard flesh, the slight taste of strawberry present from what she assumed was whatever lotion Yang had applied that day. The flavour however didn't matter as the loud moan that Yang released sent a shiver through Weiss body and only spurred her on further.
Pressing the tip of her tongue against the nub and earning another smaller moan in return, Weiss let her fingers perform one last circle of the blonde's nipple before dropping her fingers explore further down. While Weiss loved everything about Yang's stomach and would happily spends hours exploring every inch, she had another goal and soon felt fabric beneath her fingers. Letting her hand drift over the fabrics, Weiss felt a large amount of heat against her hand as it dipped between Yang's legs and eagerly pushed a finger into the already wet crotch of the woman's underwear.
As she stroked her finger back and forth along the fabric a few times, Weiss gently bit down on the nub in her mouth and then let go with a smile. Unfortunately, the feel of fabric covering the spot she desired so badly was already beginning to wane on her and she let her fingers drift back to the waistband and quickly pulled then down, Yang's hips raising so that she could pull them down to the woman's knees with ease. Letting them go so that Yang could kick them the rest of the way off, Weiss released the nub from her mouth and let her kisses begin to trail down her girlfriend's stomach. Taking care to kiss each well defined ab as she went, she felt Yang shuffled above her but ignored it and brought her hand up to lay on the blonde's waist and give a slight nudge. Apparently getting the message, Yang moved so that she was laying on her back and Weiss moved to lay between her legs as she slowly continued her descent.
However just Weiss' lips left Yang's stomach and pressed against her groin, the intoxicating smell of Yang's arousal invading her nose, she felt a hand slip into the one that she still had placed on the woman's waist and she immediately felt something in it. Curious as to what Yang could want to pass her at such a moment, Weiss took the offered item and ran her thumb over it, instantly recognising the foil wrapper for what it was. She had used them before on times where she had been uncertain but there was no uncertainty about Yang, no doubt whatsoever so she extended her arm to drop the offered item off the side of the bed before entwining her fingers back through Yang's.
Continuing her travels towards the alluring scent that filled her nose, Weiss felt Yang's fingers tighten on her as her lips pressed into a small patch of soft hair that covered the woman's pelvic. As her lips brushed against the soft strands, she felt a tiny amount of moisture coat her lips and ran her tongue along them only to get nothing but a hint so taking in a deep breath of Yang's scent, she gently kissed a little lower where knew knew the delicate bundle of nerves would be.
"Shit," She heard Yang breathe the moment her lips made contact and felt the blonde's fingers tense around her own.
Weiss smiled and kissed a little lower so that her lips brushed against the woman's lips and were coated plenty more of the liquid that had speckled them earlier and knowing she could finally get a proper taste, she ran her tongue back over them, the tip purposely brushing of Yang's hole as it gathered the woman's nectar.
The taste was strong, the slight tanginess that was usually present almost completely overwhelmed by just how sweet it tasted but overall the taste was nice. Wanting to confirm her opinion, Weiss ran her tongue tenderly through Yang's lips earning a loud moan from her and as a thin layer of the fluid covered her tongue, Weiss discovered that the taste was just as intoxicating as the scent. More than satisfied with the flavour, she lashed her tongue back against it.
"Holy fu..." Yang moaned, her words cut off as Weiss pressed her tongue a little deeper into the woman's slit and traced her way up the girl lips, her mouth closing of the clit again and swirling her tongue around it.
Enjoying the gentle rocking that Yang seemed to be doing absent-mindedly Weiss slid her free hand up the woman's leg, her nails digging in slightly as it climbed, until she felt her fingertips brush against the wet hole. Clearly the touch had also alerted Yang and the second they made contact she bucked a little harder, the tips of Weiss fingers sinking slightly between the folds and earning lust-filled groan to sound from above her. Wanting desperately to return the pleasure that Yang had given her she worked a single finger into the woman's soaking hole and slowly crooked her finger as if to motion the woman towards her, her finger stroking the walls that slowly pulsed at her touch.
Opening her eyes for a brief moment as she felt shift, Weiss removed her mouth from Yang's clitoris to look at and saw from the small beams of light that Yang's own free hand had already taken the place on her breast that Weiss' had once held, her fingers pulling at her nipples desperately. Knowing that Yang was very much enjoying herself, Weiss slowly pulled her finger out and raised another to join it and using both of them to spread her girlfriend's lips open she eagerly stroked her tongue along the delicate pink flesh inside. However, as she was still looking up she saw Yang's chest rise as she took in a deep breath and decided that there was no better time to close her fingers and push them both inside the woman.
"Argh," Yang moaned loudly in a strangled breath at the sudden intrusion and Weiss felt the blonde's walls quiver around her fingers as the muscles tightened around them.
Smiling as she pushed her tongue back against Yang's clitoris, Weiss curled her fingers and pressed into the woman's walls in search of a certain spot and within seconds she had found it and a loud moan issued from the blonde, the sound music to Weiss' ears as she continued to stroke the spot that had caused such a noise.
While she didn't want to rush Yang to her climax, Weiss found that she was getting increasingly excited for it herself to the point where she felt that her own crotch was once again exceedingly wet. Knowing that it would probably drive Yang wild once she realised why, she let go of her partners hand and reached down between her own legs to brush her finger against her own clit.
"Mmm," She hummed at her own touch, the sound muffled as the new pleasure pushed her face forwards causing her tongue to slip into the hole her fingers were still holding open.
"You ahh..." Yang words were cut off but her moan but her now free hand came to a rest on the back of Weiss' head, her fingers brushing through the silky strand as the palm pushed her in deeper.
More than happy to oblique as Yang seemed to be close, Weiss pressed the tip of her tongue past the woman's entrance and flicked it over the wet wall. As she did, she teased her fingers further out only to push them back in and wanting Yang to know just how much she was enjoying herself, she did the same to herself too; her moans coaxing the blonde to the climax Weiss knew would be arriving soon. And it was a good thing too as in her desire to please Yang, she had been completely unaware that the same fire as earlier had already begun to grow within her again, its flames licking at her body and begging for release.
Fortunately after a couple more thrusts of her fingers, Weiss felt Yang's wall begin to twitch and knew that the woman was on the very edge, an edge that Weiss was very keen to push her over so withdrawing her tongue she closed her lips back over her clitoris and flicked her touch against the bundle of nerves as she pushed the fingers of both hands deep inside each hole.
While the small orgasm that pulse through her body was nowhere near as strong as the one one Yang had given her, it was clear that the blonde was in ecstasy. What sounded like a loud growl filled her ears and the hand on her head tightened into a fist gripping her hair for dear life as Weiss felt Yang's walls tighten around her fingers. Looking up again as the long growl stopped, she saw the blondes chest rising and falling rapidly and quickly kissed her way back up it, her lips closing around the nipple that Yang was still holding and making the woman's hole clamp down harder. Finally, after what felt like minutes, she felt Yang's breathing slow down and smiling to herself Weiss pulled her fingers free and let go of the bud before she kissed up her girlfriend's chest, the heavy smell of sex soon replaced with fresh air as her head exited the covers.
Before she could say a word Yang's lips crashed into hers without a care in the world for where they had just been and a tongue pushed its way into her mouth, the woman's heavy breaths washing over them as she rode out the last dregs of her climax. Finally however, the kisses became less heated and Weiss gently pulled back to let Yang recover in piece.
"So?" She grinned, feigning innocence as she repeating what Yang had asked after Weiss had come down from her own orgasm. "Was that worth the wait?"
"I could have waited years... for that," she sighed contently as pressed their lips gently together for a moment, the taste of where Weiss mouth had just been still strong between them. "And it would still have been worth it."
"I doubt I could have waited years," she replied happily and sat up on her knees, the cover falling back as she reached for the wipes and cleaned her hands while Yang's face broke into a wide grin.
"You know?" Yang grinned as she placed a hand in her back and used it to pull herself into a sitting position. "I don't think I told you just how sexy you are."
"Hmm," Weiss hummed and pressed her lips against her girlfriend's for a fleeting moment of happiness before pulling away. "You didn't... But you can tell me now?"
As the blonde's face cracked into a huge smile, Weiss felt a hand cup her cheek and lilac eyes locked pointedly onto hers causing her heart to flutter at the sincerity they held.
"You... have to be..." Yang breathed, her words punctuated by the occasional gentle kisses that succeeded in taking Weiss' breath away. "... The sexiest woman... That I... Have ever met."
"Hmm," Weiss hummed again and leaned in to steal another quick kiss. "Even though I do not have your... Assets?"
"Hey, not everyone can be gifted with a rack like mine," Yang grinned and Weiss threw the used wet-wipe at the blonde's face with a smile of her own. "But yours are perfect."
"Yours are pretty great too," Weiss rolled her eyes and bit her lips and leant in to press her lips gently against Yang's, letting out a single contented breath as the woman stroked her cheekbone.
"You really are perfect," Yang replied gently the moment their lips parted, not a single hint of a lie in her voice as her thumb passed pointedly over the scar on Weiss' eye. "And I love every part of you."
Feeling her heart swell, Weiss captured Yang's lips with her own and placed her hands on her girlfriend's waist to push them both back onto the bed, the feeling of love washing over her and making her head spin more than either of her orgasms that night until she finally broke away, her eyes opening and gazing into her girlfriend's with a smile.
"I love every part of you too."
Seeing the love and happiness in the boxer's eyes, Weiss placed another short but loving kiss on her before letting the fatigue her body had build up through the night finally take hold causing her for falling down lightly on the woman, her arms wrapping around Yang's waist as the blonde turned them on their sides and pulled her into an embrace.
The night had been perfect. The food, the movie, the sex; but most of all, Yang. Never before had she felt so comfortable with someone, so in the moment and carefree, that she threw caution to the wind and let go of all restraints on their first time. With Yang however, she had felt no need to hold back, no need to not indulge herself; and for the first time in her life she didn't need to rush away after.
So letting out a sigh at the fact she couldn't remember ever being so happy, Weiss closed her eyes and shuffled as close as she could to the woman she loved, the warmth and gentle breathing comforting as the feeling of tiredness finally overwhelmed her and she gently drifted to sleep.
A/N
So first thing first. This chapter would have taken so much longer to get up if I hadn't had help from the wonderful ToxicExotic, a reader over on Archive. He was so much help in making everything so much smoother and speeding things up and was super patience with seeing all the mistakes I make. So please, go and give them some love.
Now onto the chapter notes. It has been a long time in the making and I am sure a lot of you have been looking forward to this moment so I really hope it was worth it. I tried to convey the nervousness of their first real exploration while downstairs and the confidence of prior experience upstairs so I hope that came across. I also didn't want it to be all about sex so I hope the fluff and other stuff was good and enjoyable too.
But that's it for me. This was a long chapter so I don't want to keep you reading for too much longer. Thank you for reading and I really, really do hope you enjoyed the chapter. As this has now moved to an M-rated fic, it will be less seen so if you are new and do enjoy then please leave a Favourite/Follow as it may help bring in other who might enjoy too.
Chewy Milk - Thank you. I'm very happy I am avoiding those things and that the conversations feel natural. And on a side note... They fuuuuuucked xD
Chloe Anderson50 - Lol, im from the UK too so I know the feeling, damn weather can't make up its mind. It rained three different times today for 5 minutes then went back to sunny. And I'm glad you enjoyed seeing more of Ruby's life, its pretty tough to write Ruby so I'm glad it was done well as I do have future things planned with her.
Aggron Prime - I am glad they felt natural to you too and agree they needed to happen, but I also agree with your point. In my attempt to avoid those kind of situations I hate that shows do, I put to much focus onto the mundane activity and the scene dragged a little too long. Thank you for pointing it out and I will be taking care to keep that under control in the future.