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I re-read the Cougar-series a little while back and got inspired to write this. It's also a bit of a gift to a loyal patron.
A Drowsy Blunder
It wasn't unusual for Blake and Yang to stay over at each other's homes during breaks from Beacon Academy when they wanted time for themselves. Although given that Ruby shared room back in Patch they more than often went to Menagerie for the needed and sought-after private time, especially now that Ruby and Weiss had started dating a while back and had mentioned something about inviting Winter to meet the family this time around.
Things at the Belladonna household were as usual despite Ghira's untimely departure two years ago. During that time, Kali had remained diligent in taking care of affairs as well as the house (just another way to cope, Blake had mused). Dinner had been plenty and satisfying, and the movie-night had been fun despite the sappy rom-com Yang had been outvoted on and forced to watch. Kali, as always, was a gracious host and knew when to leave them alone for the most part. After an eventful day roaming the town and hanging out with Ilia (with Blake showing off her new bob-cut hairstyle) leading up to the evening, Yang and Blake were ready to turn in for the night, as was Kali.
With such a large house, privacy was a given. Since their first time together, Blake and Yang had had an active, healthy sex-life and it wasn't a secret that they went at it fairly often, especially before sleeping.
Which is why Yang found herself dejected and a bit blue-balled when Blake shot down her usual advances.
"We have to get up early tomorrow, remember? We promised Ilia and Velvet," she told her. "Besides, I'm really tired after today."
"Aw man. Alright," Yang relented as she got changed to her nightwear. "But that means I'm going to be a bit backed up tomorrow~"
Blake chuckled. "I think I can handle it."
Kissing her sweetheart goodnight, the pair went to sleep.
x.x.x
It was in the middle of the night when Yang stirred, barely awake. Sweet, sweet sleep beckoned her back to the land of Nod and her body was more than willing to not move a muscle.
If only her bladder wasn't alerting her. It was so dark outside. The moon and its brilliant surface were hidden behind the clouds, robbing the brawler of any natural light to guide her path. And there was no way she would turn on a lamp or use her Scroll, lest she'd blind and startle herself out of her near-sleep trance.
Yang's head was a thick, foggy cloud at this point as she forced herself out of bed. Each step felt heavy and her feet barely lifted from the floor. By now she was fairly certain she remembered the layout of the house as she exited Blake's bedroom and made her way down the hallway like a blind man in the darkness. She rounded a corner and lazily felt the left wall. Second door to the left; bathroom.
Bingo.
Getting the relief she needed, Yang finished up and promptly left, eyes just barely open as she shuffled through the darkness. Finally, back to the sweet bed and drift back to dreamland right next to Blake!
…Her sweet girlfriend with an ass that wouldn't quit. Which would grind up against her cock. Because Yang loved to spoon and smell the fresh scent of Blake's hair.
…Holding her close, maybe cup a feel of her shapely breasts as she did so…slowly and gently as not rouse the Faunus from sleep right away, but to ease her into a sensual awakening and maybe convince her for a late-night tryst.
Her groggy mind became addled with lust. They had to get up early tomorrow just to hang out with friends so there wouldn't be time for a morning quickie and that would mean she wouldn't be able to focus.
Yeah, that sounds plausible.
`Got to make it quick or else Blake will chew me out for keeping us up,´ Yang noted as she rounded the a corner. The tension in her baggy pyjama shorts was the only part of her remotely active as she dragged herself forward like a zombie.
Blake's room was the first door to the left. The distance between the corner and the door felt longer, but then Yang wasn't walking at a normal pace. Her head felt hazy and her body sluggish save for her throbbing dick.
Finally she felt the door and slid it open as quietly as possible and then closed it behind her. Feeling her way forward, the brawler realized just how slow and tired she was as the bed seemed much farther away from the entryway.
`Ah, there we go…´
Her leg softly hit the edge of the bed and Yang climbed on. With her hands as her guide (and musing over her jealousy of Faunus night-vision) she kept feeling her way forward until she cupped the unmistakeable curves of Blake's hips and buttocks through her yukata-styled shirt.
Unf.
The brunette stirred as Yang slipped her arms around to undo the obi-sash. The yukata-styled shirt opened up as the brawler felt her way up feminine dips and crooks until she felt the soft underside of a generous breast. It was amazing just how much the darkness could dull your senses; the Faunus' breast felt bigger in her hand. She tenderly squeezed the Faunus' malleable mound, a pert nipple poking the palm of her hand, causing the brunette to moan softly in a low purr.
Yang chuckled. It was kind of exciting not being able to see and rely on touch alone.
Blake stirred further. She stretched her body and shifted over completely to lie completely flat on her belly, snuggling her pillow.
Yang fondled Blake's ass. Deft fingers slid underneath the waistline of the underwear that snugly hugged the brunette's rear and gingerly pulled the fabric down long, slender legs. Yang's lust was in complete control; her head and body was still moments away from falling asleep if only the rush of blood towards her phallus wasn't what hindered her…or Blake's tantalizing pussy for that matter. Yang carefully pressed the tips of her fingers against Blake's sex and shuddered. Unable to see absolutely nothing was erotic as hell. She traced her fingers over the Faunus' outer labia and was pleased when her efforts eventually paid off when slick heat began to culminate over said digits. Blake softly moaned and shuffled, but didn't seem awake yet, prompting the brawler to dip her fingers inside wet heat as her sense of touch was ablaze and cock throbbing like crazy. She kept up her ministrations as she reluctantly let go of cupping a malleable cheek in order to whip out her appendage from its confines.
Yang was hard as a rock. Torn between wanting to jerk her mast or cup Blake's ass, she ultimately settled on the latter as she kept fingering her girlfriend slowly and listened to the sweet sounds the brunette made as a result. One could only imagine what she was dreaming about now.
Her arousal spiked just imagining it and so was Blake's it seemed as Yang's fingers became increasingly sullied and clamped down on.
The brunette quivered, her inner walls clenched around Yang's fingers for a moment as the Faunus hummed. Blake kept purring, still asleep, as the brawler felt her up. Spreading her legs a little, Yang positioned herself behind the Faunus, lording over her body with her shaft firmly between the brunette's ass-cheeks. Her movement was slow and sluggish and the Faunus bestirred beneath her, releasing a yawn.
She leaned down, pressing her body against Blake's. "Hey."
"Mmrrrh…hmm…?" A sharp, muffled gasp quickly followed.
"I'm sorry for waking you up," she groggily whispered. She could hear the cat ears flicking in the silence. "But I can't fall back asleep like this…"
She pressed her lips against the nape of the Faunus' neck and the brunette shivered and tensed up. "Don't worry…I promise I'll be quick. You just enjoy yourself, kitty-cat. Please don't be mad. I love you."
Blake seemingly relaxed beneath her after a few moments and Yang kissed her neck again, scratching the furry base of Blake's ears. "Brothers, I really like your bob-cut. You look so hot with your hair like that." She gently thrust her cock between the Faunus' ass-cheeks. "But I think I like your ass even more – have been since I first saw it."
Yang aligned herself properly and pushed the head of her dick against the brunette's sex. With how wet the Faunus was, Yang buried her entire length inside with ease and at an unhurried pace as she moaned from the phenomenal sensation as she sheathed herself. It felt good – better than good! It felt amazing with the way inner muscles clenched around her girth and the brawler let out a shuddering groan.
"Ooohh…Ooh fuuuck…fuck…Oh Brothers it feels so good, babe." She didn't move when she was fully inside; Yang merely enjoyed the moment, her cock throbbing like crazy, while Blake trembled and groaned into the pillow, judging from the sound. "You feel even better tonight, babe. Guess you really wanted this after all." She leaned even closer, body flush against the Faunus' back. "I'll take care of you, don't you worry."
Still intensively groggy, Yang began to move.
"You're so tight…It feels so good…"
She thrust, bringing pleasure each time she forced her length back inside snug depths. While the pace was unhurried, Yang began to get more into it despite her tiredness as she pumped her hips. The bed legs groaned and the bedsprings flexed from the rough pounding Yang was giving the brunette as the furniture rocked with her time with her movements.
The heat and ecstasy was just what the brawler had needed! Even something as simple as a hand-or-blowjob would have been enough to slake her lust until tomorrow night, but this was so much better.
Steadily, Yang ploughed the Faunus' pussy with a gratified smile on her face as she nuzzled the crook of Blake's neck. Even her scent was slightly different in the blind darkness.
"I'm so glad you came around…I love you…" she murmured amidst the thrusting and the string of soft breaths. "Good thing you're using the pillow…wouldn't want to alert the rest of the house what we're up to…"
Blake let out a muffled sound as her hips used the bed's flexibility to bounce a little against Yang's pelvis and the brawler chuckled, pressing another kiss to her neck. "I love you so much…"
The Faunus tightened up, sweet frissons breaking out over her skin as she orgasmed and let out a purr-rising-to-a-moan into her pillow, muffled.
Yang hammered her hips and shaft into Blake's pussy, the pressure quickly wounding tighter and the pleasure rising. As much as she wanted to she couldn't drag this out or else there would be a tongue-lashing waiting for her tomorrow.
Perhaps it was because of the grogginess, but Yang decided to push her luck. "Hey, babe…" she whispered. "Think you, mm, can call me `daddy´ this, unf, time around?"
The Faunus noticeably went taut.
"I know, I know, mph, you don't, mm, like it," Yang continued. Her pace slowed down. She nuzzled against Blake's throat. "But just the thought of you calling me that is making me hot…Please?"
Blake was silent. Her body was rigid and stiff as a statue for a moment longer that convinced the brawler it was a no go. Blake had never been fond of that particular –
There was a slight shift, the tiniest of ruffles, and a husky, Menagerie-accented voice that broke the silence with the faintest of whispers;
"Take me…daddy."
Yang let out an erratic breath as she quickened her pace. Her cock pulsated, pleasure raking over her nerves at an alarming speed, her mind drifting into the heights of ecstasy as she took advantage of the bed's flexibility for the last stretch. The junction of their sexes was a furnace of wet heat and the bed creaked unceremoniously in a lewd cacophony.
"Oh fuck….f-fuuuck, I'm gonna…gonna – !"
The intense, pent up pressure finally burst from the overstimulation. Pleasure broke out and she came, ejaculating inside the Faunus' sweltering pussy, her cock twitching and throbbing with each pump and thrust. The sensation was so different from how good it usually felt, and those times were intense!
She slowed down her thrusts. Yang lay on top of Blake, basking in the euphoria and the warmth hugging her length. Blake was panting heavily, still buried in the pillow.
"That was amazing…" Yang whispered into her ear. The cat ear fluttered. "You feel so incredible tonight, babe…I love you…I love you…" She kissed it and the cat ear flicked as Yang kissed the crook of her neck again. The brawler kept thrusting unhurriedly and tenderly even as her dick gradually went flaccid. "And man…I didn't know you could sound so husky. It's sexy."
Blake purred in response.
Yang chuckled tiredly, eyes barely open. Everything was still black as the void. "Mm...I think I need get cleaned up again…and get some water. Do you need anything?"
When Blake didn't reply, Yang lazily shrugged and slowly pulled out. "Okay then…I'll be right back."
The mattress shifted from Blake's weight as the Faunus apparently got up and looped an arm around the blonde's neck. Her soft lips pressed against the brawler's, kissing her with a passion before sliding back into bed.
Yang chuckled. "Oh damn…What got into you there?"
Having found the way back to the bathroom, the brawler cleaned herself off, though in her tiredness she neglected to tuck her schlong back in her pyjama shorts…and forgot about the water.
Spent, relieved, and absolutely exhausted, Yang managed to navigate her way back to Blake's room and promptly fell asleep.
x.x.x
"So you're telling me that you don't remember?"
"I always wake up when you do those things," Blake replied in-between eating her breakfast. She shot Yang a look. "And I certainly would've remembered if I called you…well, that," she said and grimaced. "No, you must've dreamt it."
Yang crossed her arms. "You sure? Because that was an incredibly vivid dream if so!"
"Must have been because I will never indulge you in that weird kink."
"It's not weird!"
"It is," Blake shot back and finished up. "Alright, we should get going. Velvet and Ilia are probably already waiting for us already."
"They sure love their early-bird activities," Yang mused. "Alright, I'll just gonna grab my protein-drink from the kitchen real quick."
Blake nodded. "You do that. I need to get my bag from our room."
The brawler stretched her arms on the way to the kitchen, her head still a bit cloudy. Blake was right in that she would never indulge her by calling her "daddy," but it had felt so real! Surely, she thought, the brunette must've been so tired that she wasn't half aware of what had happened. Maybe she had been too tired to realize that she had called the blonde that? That had to be the case; why else was Yang feeling so relieved?
And that kiss…
Her lips quirked. What a move. It was different from any kiss Blake had given her and that included the really passionate ones that she would give Yang in their wildest throes. Not to mention how great their tryst had felt!
"Oh, good morning, dear."
Her gaze shifted over to Kali, preparing tea. "Morning, Ms. Belladonna!"
"Dearie, what have I told you before? You can call me Kali."
She chuckled. "Yeah, sorry. Old habit, you know." She walked over to the fridge, but her gaze lingered on the older woman. There was something…different about her today. "You look rather glowing today if you don't mind me say so."
"Oh my. Thank you! I would hope so; I certainly feel like it today," Kali responded, her face beaming. "Oh, by the way. Here's some water for you, dear."
Yang quirked an eyebrow. She produced the protein-drink from the fridge, and eyed the proffered glass before taking it. "Uh…Thanks. I suppose it's getting a bit warm."
The older woman softly laughed. "I was just thinking you must've been parched after last night."
The drink nearly sputtered out over the floor. So it did happen. What's worse, Kali had heard them! "Oh shi – Ms. Belladonna, I'm so sorry you had to hear that—!"
"I told you, you can call me Kali, sweetheart," she said. Her eyelids slowly dipped and the corners of her lips quirked minutely in an alarmingly disarming smile. "Or `babe.´ Whichever you prefer…daddy."
Yang's heart nearly stopped right then and there.
"I like my short hair too," Kali then added as she ran fingers through her tresses. "And Ghira always did compliment my backside."
Her throat dried up quicker than a waterdrop in Vacuo.
"Yang, you ready?" Blake called and the brawler turned on her heel without missing a beat—
"Have fun, you two! I'll see you tonight~!" Kali exclaimed as she waved them off with a wink as soon as the blonde peered back over her shoulder.
Yang strode out of the house, practically tugging Blake behind her.
To be continued?