Yang

Like many decisions in her life, it was in the heat of the moment

She wasn't sure what had changed. Wrecking Junior's club for information was par for the course. They'd done it plenty of times before, but something had shifted. Thinking back, Yang would say she first noticed on the way to the club. She'd suggested, more like insisted, on taking Bumblebee, and they were off. When Adam wrapped his arms around her stomach, she didn't think much of it. Weiss might've had a fit, but she wasn't as tightly wound as the ice queen. Plus, Bumblebee didn't have a sidecar, and Adam had to hold onto something.

It wasn't until they were halfway there that Yang realised she was nervous. Well, at least she thought she was. There were butterflies in her stomach, and her body felt hot. She'd never gotten nervous when going to Junior's club. They were scared of her. Not the other way around. It was probably stress, she decided. Beacon could get a bit overwhelming at times. Well, smashing stuff was always therapeutic, so that problem would be solved soon enough.

The problem hadn't been resolved. They'd absolutely trashed the place, and the butterflies in her stomach hadn't abated. If anything, the adrenaline pumping through her had only made it worse. Her face was flushed, and her hands felt clammy. Now she was annoyed. Yang didn't like these feelings. She couldn't figure out why. Huffing in annoyance, she turned towards Adam. He had gone to the bar to finish his drink. Yang felt her heartbeat increase just by looking at him. Her face flushed even more, and the butterflies in her stomach increased tenfold.

Oh, it was that kind of feeling.

Suddenly it all made sense. Well, most of it. Yang wasn't sure why she'd fallen for Adam at this specific point in time, but that didn't really matter. Point is, she was smitten and she knew it. It made sense, Yang reasoned. Adam was tall, handsome, and kind of sweet once you got past his abrasive personality. Really, she could have done far worse.

Adam walked up to her and said something. She didn't hear it. His mouth moved, but no noise came out. All she could hear was the thumping of her heart. Her body felt flush, and there was still leftover adrenaline in her system. Adam raised an eyebrow, and she saw his lips move again. Still no sound. Adam's brow furrowed as he took a half step forward. He started talking again when, without warning, Yang grabbed his face. She rose on her tippy toes and pulled his face down. His eyes widened as Yang drew him into a kiss.

As with many things impromptu, it was hasty and unsure. Still, Yang made up for it with eagerness and hunger that surprised even her. Adam was surprised, and instinctively opened his mouth to talk. This only allowed Yang to deepen the kiss. Her tongue had just started exploring Adam's mouth when he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed. The look he sent her was incredulous. His eyes were wide with shock, and his mouth open like a fish. It took a lot to thoroughly shock Adam, and having his gorgeous bombshell of a teammate stick her tongue in his mouth fell into that category.

Yang wilted under his gaze. Right, this was what usually happened when she didn't think things through. In the moment she felt fine, but when that passed and she had to deal with the aftermath, it wasn't so good. Nervous laughter escaped her, followed by an awkward apology. Her hands brushed through her hair, a nervous tick she'd had since she was a girl, while Adam assured her it was fine. An uncomfortable silence engulfed them. The urge to say more was there, but neither acted on it. They had the information they needed, so could head back to Beacon. Yang said as much and hastily walked to her motorcycle. He reached a hand out, but had second thoughts. It dropped to his side, and Adam followed her.

Yang knew she'd made a mistake when Adam hesitated to get on Bumblebee. Just half an hour earlier, neither would've batted an eye at the close contact, but things had changed. She had shifted the dynamic in their relationship. And, from what Yang could tell, the shift had been for the worse. Feigning indifference, she teased him for his hesitation. Even Yang could tell it was hollow, and forced. If Adam noticed, he said nothing. The bull faunus got on the motorcycle, and only paused slightly before wrapping his arms around her stomach.

The ride home was silent. Not that they talked much when riding around together, but now both were hyper aware of the silence. It may have made them uncomfortable, but it did give them time to think, Yang on how she could salvage this and Adam on his own feelings. Yang had made her stance clear, and now the ball was in his court. There was so much going through his mind. Was he attracted to Yang? Yeah, who wouldn't be? Her beauty aside, she was so friendly and cheerful. Nothing could keep her down for long, and he admired that about her. Even more, there were hidden depths to her, and while he couldn't claim to understand her, he knew enough that it made him appreciate her even more. She was as bright as the sun, and any guy would be lucky to have her.

But, the issue was never her. The problem would never be her. Of all her possible choices, she had to pick him. The former commander of the White Fang. The terrorist. The murderer. Did someone like him deserve someone like her? Adam had left that life behind, but he would have to live with his actions for the rest of his life. There was so much blood on his hands. Anyone he touched would be stained. Could he wash the blood off? Maybe one day, when the good he brought the world outweighed the bad. But it wasn't today, or anytime soon.

No, he didn't deserve her. He knew that almost right away, but a part of him wanted to try. He hadn't said a thing so far, and he could see how much that was affecting Yang. An outright rejection might leave her worse off. Adam didn't want to see her sad. He'd come to care for her so much. He cared for his entire team, but there was always something special about Yang. Even when they fought, both verbally and physically, it did nothing to diminish their connection. He couldn't deny that something between them had clicked. That connection had grown, and this was the result. He had to come to a decision, or it could sour their entire relationship.

Adam barely noticed when they'd arrived. The walk to their dorm was quiet. Adam tried to glance at Yang's face, but she was hiding it behind her hair. Upon entering the dorm, they saw it was empty. Worried, Yang messaged her sister. She relaxed when Ruby said she was fine. She and Weiss had ended up in Patch on their mission, and so were staying with Taiyang for the night. That left Yang and Adam alone in the dorm.

Figures.

Adam had gone into the bathroom. She could see his coat and shoes on his bed. Well, she might as well get ready for bed too. Emotional turmoil or not, she needed her beauty sleep. WIth that, she kicked off her boots, and removed all her accessories. She was down to her yellow tube top and spats when Adam came out of the bathroom. He looked determined, and marched straight to Yang. She stood straighter, shoulders tense. She wasn't sure what he was going to say, and it made her anxious.

Adam didn't deserve her. He made that clear. Her face fell. It sounded like the start of a rejection. He had caused so much harm in his life, and he didn't know why she had fallen for him. But, the fact she did made him happy. And, he felt the same way. Yang smiled, and she was so relieved and happy. If he didn't deserve her, then he would do everything in his power to be worthy of her. That is, if she would have him. That long winded confession had Yang back to her old self. She couldn't help but tease him.

A simple yes would have sufficed.

The glare Adam sent Yang had her laughing. And like that, the tension was gone. Well, the awkward, suffocating one. A new type of tension had filled the room. Adam moved until he was in front of Yang. They were so close their chests were almost touching. Making eye contact, Adam raised an eyebrow questioningly. Ever the silent brooding type. Still, Yang understood and nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck while Adam placed his hands on her hips. They drew in for a kiss. At first it was tentative, and reserved, but it quickly grew hungrier. Yang let Adam push her onto her bed. Their bodies were flush against each other, and neither wanted to stop. Adam broke the kiss, and began trailing kisses down her body.

This was so much better than a kiss. She bit her lip as Adam worked his way down her neck and towards her chest. He paused once he reached her breasts. It was only for a half a breath but that was too much for Yang. She grabbed the back of his head and forced his face into her cleavage. Adam was caught by surprise, but quickly took advantage. His hand moved up and groped her breast through her tube top. Yang gasped, and then louder again when his other hand reached up to grope her. She pulled at his hair, desperate for something to hold on to. Her grip tightened when Adam slid a hand under her top and bra. His rough hands moved over her sensitive skin, and it drove Yang insane. She didn't bother trying to be quiet about it. Yang was very vocal about her approval. His thumb flicked over her nipple, and Yang pulled on his hair so hard he thought she'd tear it off. Adam growled at the pain, but made no move to stop Yang. His hand moved out from under Yang's clothes, to her disappointment, and slid down the smooth plane of her stomach.

He was about to move further down when she caught him in another kiss. The one they shared at the clubhouse was a chaste peck on the lips compared to this one. She freely explored his mouth, bit down on his lips, and suckd on his the same time her hands experty unbuttoned his shirt. Before long he was naked from the waist up. So caught up in kissing, Adam didn't notice when Yang flipped their positions. He came to his senses only when Yang broke their kiss. Dazed, he looked up only to see Yang straddling him. Her eyes traveled down his muscle torso and she couldn't help but grin.

She sure knew how to pick them.

Adam could see her eyeing him like a piece of meat, so he cleared his throat to get her attention. Yang grinned a cheeky grin. Any protest he had died out when she grinded her crotch against his. Adam's head tilted back, hands moving to grip Yang's hips. For her part, Yang had to put her hands on his chest in order to keep her balance. Breathing heavily, she felt Adam's hands guide her movements. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. They were only grinding, and it still felt incredible. Adam found it harder and harder to catch his breath. Every time she rubbed against him, any breath in his lungs would be forced out. He felt fabric thrown at his face. Grunting he pulled it off only to find it was a yellow tube top and black, lacy bra. Looking up, he saw Yang Xiao Long in all her glory.

He stared. He wasn't ashamed to admit it. It was one thing to see hints of it during their time as roommates. To see them in their entirety was completely different. If his pants felt constraining before, now they felt like a veritable prison. For her part, Yang loved the attention. For one, it was nice to know she could have such an effect on him. It made her feel sexy. On a more malicious note, the face Adam made was hilarious. The guy was practically drooling. She was going to tease him so much afterwards.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Adam's hands left her hips and cupped her breasts. Yang gasped, and her nails dug into his shoulders. If it hurt, Adam didn't care. He was too busy enjoying himself. The only things going through his mind were: big, soft, perky, supple, and erotic, not neccesarily in that order.

Yang whimpered as he began playing with her nipples. How was he so good at this? Yang knew her breasts were sensitive, but to get this reaction out of her? Well, she wouldn't complain. The better he was the more she benefited. The grinding had slowed to a crawl, though Adam didn't seem to mind. She would be putty in his hands at this rate. She had to do something to make sure she stayed on top. Literally.

She felt his member twitch against the confines of his pants. In the back of her pleasure filled mind, Yang grinned mischievously. She didn't bother being discreet about it. Adam probably wouldn't notice if the roof collapsed right now. Her hand drifted down to his waist. There, she undid the zipper and button of his pants. Taking a moment to build courage, Yang then thrust her hand into his underwear. Her eyes widened, and she had a brief moment of clarity.

Definitely a bull faunus.

Adam was caught off guard by the sudden sensation. His hips bucked against her touch and he couldn't hold back a moan. Yang realized she wouldn't be able to do much while his pants were on. It was a tight enough fit before her hand went in. Her other hand started pulling down his pants at a pace much too slow for Adam. His hands left her breasts and pushed down on his remaining clothes. Soon, his pants and underwear were low enough that his member swung up, fully erect.

She gulped. Yang would deny it if asked, but she definitely gulped. Well, there was no turning back now. Her hand moved over the head, already dripping with precum. She slowly wrapped her fingers around it, and was rewarded with a groan. Emboldened, Yang started moving her hand up and down the shaft. She used her other hand to rub the head. Adam couldn't form a coherent thought, let alone speak. His hips bucked against her soft touch. It was so good, and yet he wanted more. Needed more.

Yang saw Adam sit upright. Any questions she had were drowned out by a passionate kiss. She brought up one hand to grasp the back of his head while the other stayed wrapped around his shaft. When Adam broke the kiss, she was face to face with his erection. Or rather, her chest was. Looking up at him, she raised an eyebrow questioningly. In response, Adam pressed his erection against her chest. Yang huffed in amusement.

Figures.

Well, she was more than happy to oblige. Grabbing her breasts, she wrapped them around his shaft and began moving up and down. Adam growled in pleasure. That growl turned into a loud groan when Yang wrapped her mouth around the head of his erection. While it was a little difficult to multitask like this, Yang did an amazing job. Adam was rapidly reaching his limit, but a voice in the back of his head told him to hold off. As much as he wanted to continue, Adam forced himself to motion for Yang to stop. She looked up at him with some trepidation, afraid she might've done something wrong.

Adam smiled at her, and she knew nothing was wrong. He just wanted to return the favor. She let herself fall back onto the bed while Adam knelt at the base. Faster than she expected, her spats were off and on the floor, leaving her in her black panties. With this one, Adam was in no rush. His hands slowly moved down the length of her bare thighs. Yang bit her lip, one hand moving to cup her breast, the other grabbing the bed sheets. Grinning, Adam opened his mouth and ran his tongue down her inner thigh. Unable to help herself, Yang's hand reached down to touch her crotch. She whimpered when Adam gently moved her hand away. Adam paused in front of her underwear, his hot breath brushing against it. Yang took several deep breaths as her hand found its way to the top of Adam's head.

Without warning, Adam pressed his face against her sex. Yang moaned at the contact, her grip on her breast becoming stronger. He took a deep breath, and his senses were filled with her arousal. Her panting was becoming desperate. Deciding now was a good time, Adam slipped Yang's underwear off. There, her sex glistened with her juices. He could see a tuft of blonde hair above it. Yang's toes curled and uncurled as she waited for him. More than happy to oblige, he stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the length of her slit.

Yang cried out, her hand leaving her breast and joining the other gripping Adam's head. He ran his tongue across her slit again, and Yang cried out even louder. He began licking at a steady pace. Her deep breaths quickly turned into short gasps. Each movement of his tongue sent her spinning. Yang's hands moved from Adam's hair to his horns. Now gripping something solid, she pulled his face closer to her crotch. To compound this, she wrapped her legs around his neck. His tongue motions went deeper than before, and Yang loved every second of it.

Adam had to admit, he was surprised when she grabbed his horns. No, he didn't mind. If anything, he was flattered she thought they were close enough that she could grab them. Plus, he was a little too occupied to care. Having a beautiful woman's legs wrapped around your neck tends to make you numb to the outside world. So, he continued licking. His hands left her thighs and groped Yang's breasts. His thumbs flicked over her nipples, and Yang arched her back in pleasure. Her moans only got louder and louder. Her climax was quickly coming.

And yet, the thought that had gone through Adam's head now went through hers. As good as this felt, Yang wanted more. Summoning her willpower, she pushed Adam's face away. He looked up in confusion, and the smile Yang sent him was simultaneously the most erotic and loving expression he'd ever seen from her. She spread her legs, and motioned for Adam to come. He didn't need to be told twice. As he positioned himself on top of her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. After all the foreplay they'd done, both were more than ready.

He penetrated her with ease, and the sound of Yang's pleasured cry only motivated him more. On the second thrust, he went all the way to the base of his erection. Yang wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands scratching marks all over his back. For his part, Adam left marks all over Yang's neck and collarbone with his mouth. He buried his hand in her hair, the other reaching down to knead her breast. Yang cried out in ecstasy. She'd long ago given up on being quiet. It was too good to keep her voice down.

They wouldn't last long, both knew. It was only through will that neither had climaxed during foreplay. That was fine, though. The night was still young and both had healthy libidos. Their pleasure was quickly reaching a breaking point. Call it petty rivalry, but Adam was determined to make Yang cum first., if only by a fraction of a second. His hand left her hair and cupped her face. They made eye contact before moving in for a deep kiss. That was enough to drive her over the edge. Yang shuddered as her climax moved throughout her body. Adam followed soon after, rapidly thrusting before burying the entirety of his member in her. Yang could feel him twitch as he came in her. For several seconds, the only sounds that could be heard were their heavy breathing.

Adam flopped down next to Yang, who immediately snuggled into his bare chest. He wrapped an arm around her, and they basked in the afterglow for a while. He felt such an utter sense of peace. Laying there, next to Yang felt right. Of course, all good things must come to an end. In this case, it was his erection reappearing. They exchanged looks before smiling. Yang kissed his cheek before straddling him.

It could have gone differently. She could have maybe put more thought into it, but she didn't care. They'd kissed in the heat of the moment, and Yang was happy to deal with the consequences.

Later.

Tonight was just about her and Adam.

A/N:Can you tell I was too lazy to write any dialogue? I got the urge to write an Adam fic, and figured I could practice writing lemons at the same time. I don't have time to turn it into a fully fleshed out story, so it's gonna be a one shot for the foreseeable future. But, depending on the reception I might be game to do similar stories for the rest of team rwby, and other characters if people want it.

If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to pm me.

I'll see you all next update

Until then