Yang was as happy as can be as she and her girlfriend Winter stepped out of the car and headed up towards the pair of cabins that they had booked for a winter escape, carrying a decent amount of food and luggage for their trip away to the South Valian Alps. She had developed a fondness for the season not long after she started dating the elder Schnee, due to how happy she saw it made Winter. It was also nice to see Winter out of her Atlesian Specialist uniform, as much as Yang did appreciate the way it flattered Winter's curvy figure. The fluffy turquoise sweater and tight white jeans that Winter was wearing today wasn't too bad either, so Yang had that to enjoy. She turned and saw that Coco and Velvet were following close behind, carrying their share of the supplies.
"Thank you again, guys! It's super nice of you two to get a cabin for us!" Velvet chirped as she made her way towards the cabins.
"Hey, thank Winter. She's the sweetheart that paid for this, I'm just lucky enough to be dating her and be friends with you two," Yang said sweetly as she nuzzled up to Winter's side.
"Yang, please, you're too kind," Winter replied, a soft smile on her lips.
"Ugh, you two are too cute," Coco playfully scoffed. "Now, if you'll excuse me, me and Velv are gonna go be too cute in our cabin." With that, the two couples made their way to their individual cabins. As Winter and Yang set their supplies down, Winter cracked into the food bags, pulling out a tin of coffee and a pair of mugs.
"Aw, thanks babe, I could really do with something to warm me up," Yang said, not being entirely truthful, considering how warm her fur lined jacket was and just how warm she was as a person, but she wasn't going to turn down something like this. She heard a concerned noise come from Winter and came over to check on her. "What's up? Are we missing something?"
"We don't have any milk," Winter pointed out.
"Eh, it's fine. I'm sure we just accidentally put it all in Coco and Velvet's bags. I'll ask 'em," Yang reassured as she pulled her scroll out and flicked Coco a message.
Yangarang: Hey, Coco, you guys got any milk?
HotChocolate: We were gonna ask you the same thing
Yang stared blankly at her scroll.
Yangarang: Did all four of us forget to buy milk?
HotChocolate: Guess so. Me and Velv can make do, but if you guys are going to pick some up, we'd appreciate you getting us some
HotChocolate: IDK how we'd pay you back, but we could figure something out
Yang turned, intending to ask Winter how she felt about going down into the nearby town for milk, but Winter was very busy lying on her back, looking like her soul was busy escaping her body.
Yangarang: Yeah, I don't think Winter's leaving the cabin any time soon. I'll let you know if that changes.
With that, Yang put her scroll in her jacket pocket, then tossed her jacket onto the nearby couch.
"Winter? Babe? You know I can solve this problem for you, right?" Yang asked sweetly, crouching down next to her girlfriend.
"I hope it isn't with black coffee. Weiss drinks it and I still cannot understand how or why," Winter answered, her thousand-mile stare burning a hole in the ceiling.
"Nah, don't worry babe, it's not that. You remember that thing I always have to deal with, right?" Yang reminded, making Winter sit up and pay attention.
"Oh. I wouldn't have thought of that," Winter said, the surprise clear in her voice.
"Eh, it beats just pumping and dumping. It always felt like such a waste not using my milk for anything," Yang commented.
A few less than tidy minutes later, two coffees were ready, a little lighter on milk than how the couple usually took their coffees, but still enough to help dull the natural bitterness of the coffee. Once Yang had cleaned up the milk that missed the mugs as it dribbled from her nipples, she brought it over to the seat that Winter had grabbed at the little table in the living area. Winter's face lit up the moment the coffee hit her tongue.
"Oh, goodness, this is incredible," Winter said, surprised at the words coming out of her mouth. "In fact, I think this might even be better than coffee with…" Winter faltered as she tried to come up with the right word.
"It's okay, Winter, you can say 'normal milk'. I know it's kinda weird for adults to be drinking breast milk," Yang reassured, with Winter putting on a pensive look as she heard Yang's comment. "But hey, at least I can really say that this coffee was made with love," Yang added, putting on a light hearted tone that put a soft smile on Winter's face.
"I know everything you ever make it made with plenty of love. That must be why I also enjoy your cooking," Winter replied, gazing at Yang's angelic grinning face, or at least what Winter would call angelic, being beyond biased.
"Man, if everyone else knew you could get this sappy, I don't think anyone would be scared of you," Yang teased as Winter shot her a half-hearted glare.
"Maybe tonight I can show you what makes me so scary," Winter said in a tone sultry enough for Yang to pick up on what Winter was really saying. Yang couldn't help but admire Winter's ability to say something like that with a mostly straight face, while she was on the verge of bursting into a giggle.
"Oh, wow, no need to threaten me with a good time."
The next morning, Yang awoke to find her body was still a little stiff and achy from Winter's 'punishments' last night. As she sat up, she felt a little extra weight on her bare chest, a sign that she would probably need to empty her mammaries in the next day or two. Also, as she sat up, she noticed Winter just barely beginning to stir, her face partially hidden by her messy white hair that had not yet been tamed and put in Winter's usual tight bun.
"Mmm… good morning, my love," Winter said in a croaky voice. Yang smiled softly as she brushed some of Winter's hair out of the way of her face.
"Good morning to you too. You had a pretty 'active' night last night. Need a hand waking up this morning?" Yang offered as Winter slowly sat up, revealing her pale, nude body.
"That would be wonderful, dear. Will it have some extra love in it?" Winter asked as she just barely nuzzled Yang's bare chest. Yang smirked at Winter's comment.
"Don't worry babe, I'll make sure it's got a little extra love in it. Fortunately I've got some to spare in the tanks," Yang sad as she slowly and carefully got out of bed, taking a moment to make sure her legs were working properly before staggering over to the little kitchenette and whipping up two coffees, squirting her milk into the mugs with a little more accuracy than yesterday's messy attempt. Yang then carefully made her way back to the bed, handing Winter her coffee and popping her own on the bedside table on her side. As Winter brought the mug to her lips and the coffee to her tongue, Winter let out a content hum as she savoured the taste of the coffee, enhanced with Yang's breast milk.
"Another wonderful coffee, love," Winter complimented, her voice getting less croaky and tired by the second. "I'm going to miss this when our holiday is over." Yang let out a small chuckle.
"Heh. If I didn't know better, I'd be thinking that you're getting addicted to my milk," Yang joked. Winter kept drinking her coffee as she gave the idea some legitimate thought. Could she get addicted to this? Sure, she might really enjoy it, but an addiction seemed a bit much.
Over the next couple of days, Yang continued to be the couple's milk supply as the couple did couple things in the nearby mountains and forests. On the bright side, Winter had nothing but nice things to say about her milk, and the regular milking seemed to help Yang produce more milk, making it easier to produce enough for the couple to have a couple of coffees in a day. Also, Yang was pretty sure that her boobs had gotten at least a little bit bigger, maybe even by a whole cup size, and whether Winter noticed or not, she was certainly giving her boobs plenty of attention. The downsides didn't really manifest until towards the end of her trip, those being the fact that Yang was starting to outgrow her bras and she was starting to feel full at times. Fortunately, those times usually coincided with coffee time for her and Winter, but on the penultimate morning of the trip, Yang woke up to small wet patches on her pyjama shirt.
"Ah crap," Yang complained quietly as she shot out of bed. Her milk-laden breasts were adding a noticeable amount of weight on her chest as they bounced along to Yang's quick steps towards the bathroom sink. Yang slipped out of her top and tried her best to rinse the milk out before her shirt stained. All of this managed to wake Winter right as Yang went to hang her shirt on the back of a chair and start rummaging through her suitcase.
"Is something wrong?" Winter asked, sitting up and brushing her hair out of her eyes.
"I'm leaking. I'm trying to find my breast pump so I can deal with it," Yang answered, trying her best to hide her annoyance. There was a quiet pause for a brief moment.
"Perhaps… I could deal with it for you," Winter offered. Yang stopped her searching as her brain tried to process what Winter said. She turned to face the bed and found that Winter had crawled over the bed towards the corner where Yang had stashed her stuff.
"Wh-what does that mean?" Yang said, an eyebrow raised as her brain kept working on figuring out where Winter was going with this.
"Like this." With that, Winter leant in towards Yang's swollen breasts, using a hand to support a breast as she latched on to a large, erect nipple. Winter began to gently suckle at Yang's teat as Yang let out a shocked gasp at the sudden sensation. Much to Yang's surprise, the sensation was as relieving and pleasurable as it was unexpected. Entirely on instinct, Yang sat down on the bed and sort of cradled Winter, holding her girlfriend close as she drank Yang's milk straight from the source. Something about all of this, as unusual as it was, felt good to Yang. Maybe it was the closeness, the intimacy of all of this that Yang was appreciating. Or maybe it just felt really good to empty her full breasts out, regardless of how. Honestly, Yang preferred the first option, and it felt the most correct. After all, a breast pump never felt this warm, a breast pump never gently caressed her bosom, and her breast pump was never a beautiful white-haired woman that Yang loved with all of her heart and then some. Yes, Yang was convinced, it was definitely better with Winter in her arms, gently and lovingly drinking from her teats. Once the first breast was emptied, Winter unlatched from Yang's teat and the pair manoeuvred Winter onto the other so she could keep drinking. Winter started to feel a little bit full from all the milk, but the taste was almost intoxicatingly good, the soft warmth that radiated from her wonderful girlfriend was too nice to give up, and Winter didn't have it in her to not finish helping dear, sweet Yang. And so, Winter suckled Yang's other teat, emptying it all out and drinking it all up. By the time she was done, Winter was feeling very full, but in a satisfied way, or at least in a way that she wasn't going to have any complaints about. When Winter unlatched her mouth from Yang's breast, Yang leant down to place a gentle kiss on her girlfriend's forehead.
"Thank you so, so much. I haven't felt this light in forever," Yang whispered, the relief clear in her voice. Winter sat up straight, putting her a few inches taller than Yang, and placed her own kiss on Yang's forehead.
"Yang, my love, it was my utmost pleasure. If you need it again, please don't hesitate," Winter replied as she softly caressed a cheek on Yang's smiling face.
"I'll remember that. The trip's not over yet, and I get the feeling that I'm gonna fill up again before it's over. I won't say no to help, especially help as beautiful as you," Yang flirted, as she reached up to caress Winter's cheek. The pair leant in, synchronised, as their lips gently met for a soft, sweet kiss that still had a hint of Yang's sweet milk in the taste. "Huh, so that's what it tastes like," Yang said when the pair eventually broke for breath.
"Would you like another taste?" Winter asked, before leaning in for another, longer, deeper kiss, their tongues embracing in their mouths. It was pretty safe to say that most of the rest of Yang and Winter's holiday had been planned out right there and then, since nothing else could compare to this incredible intimacy that they shared, were sharing and would share for the rest of their time here.
[AN: This one's a request for JemStories44 over on DeviantArt, and there's gonna be a part 2 soonish with Crosshares. This was a bit of an old request that I'm finally catching up on, and my requests are still closed at the moment. If you've already made a request, you're good, and I already know who you are, so no pulling a sneaky on me and pretending you asked.]