Commissioned. Fandom: RWBY. Contains: Straight, NoraxQrow, handjob


Much to everyone but Nora's surprise, the team had, in fact, made it in time for beach season.

They didn't want to risk Nora going on a rampage, and did have time to kill before their mission could continue. A little rest and relaxation could certainly do some good. Qrow, of course, didn't relax easily without alcohol and had been disallowed from bringing any.

Figuring he could still enjoy the warmth and a little peace for awhile, he'd settled on lounging in the sun on a beach towel.

He'd set up a good distance from the others, both because they were the literal opposite of peace and quiet, and because he didn't want his semblance making their fun beach day complicated. Qrow sat up, stretching out as he reached over to take a bottle of lotion so he wouldn't burn up.

"Here Qrow, let me help you with that~!" Nora chirped playfully.

Qrow hesitated, unsure if he'd been imagining the suggestive tone in her force. Before he could respond, he'd been tackled to the ground.

"Don't fight it Uncle Qrow," Ruby said nonchalantly as she skipped passed, "Once she'd decided to do something she's locked in."

Qrow stubbornly spent another minute or two attempting to wrestle the excitable redhead off of him until a combination of her semblance boosted strength and an arms free headlock forced him to concede and just let her do what she wanted.

Nora happily began slathering lotion over Qrow's body, making him shudder as it felt more like he was being glazed than given lotion. Nora sat back to check her work-either unaware or uncaring of the fact that doing so in her position placed her plump ass directly on Qrow's face.

He tried to pull her off of him, but the moment she felt him trying, her legs locked beneath his head. He could feel his hair standing up straighter and pulling towards her static filled legs. As the position caused Qrow to get visibly stiff.

Nora grinned, "Aha, missed a spot~"

Qrow was certain he hadn't imagined it that time, confirmed when he felt her sliding down his shorts.

She laid on top of him, slathering lotion over his crotch, thighs, and then rubbing it over his balls and growing erection. With her having leaned over, his groan was focused directly at her lower lips, covered by nothing but the thin fabric of her swimsuit.

Nora purred softly at the feeling, grinding back gently against Qrow's face as she squeezed her hands around his cock, now fully stiff and throbbing from the attention. Nora glanced down the beach. She could hear the others but not see them, meaning they couldn't see her either.

This confirmed, she kept going, both hands wrapping around his shaft and pumping up and down together. Qrow moaned hard as he felt her working from base to tip. Her pace started slow, but gradually got faster and faster.

Her hands slid along his sensitive skin, rubbing the lotion in feverishly as her hips subtly continued to grind against Qrow's face, forcing him to stare at her gradually dampening swim suit bottoms as he was all but paralyzed by the pleasure.

"N-Nora.." Qrow groaned, the first coherent word he'd managed to get out since being pinned to his beach blanket. Nora didn't reply, simply kept stroking Qrow's twitching cock.

She was surprised how long he was lasting, though figured maybe she shouldn't have been in hindsight.

Either way, her efforts eventually had him teetering on the edge; Nora having soaked his face in the meantime as her stimulation eventually brought her over the edge above his face.

Seeing Qrow getting close at last, she leaned down, flicking her tongue at Qrow's tip. He grunted, member erupting over Nora's face.

She licked her lips, cleaning her face with her hands and licking up as much of that as she could do before finally dismounting the panting older Huntsman.

"W..why.." Was all Qrow could think to ask.

Nora shrugged, "You were being a moody loner again, figured you'd needed a pick me up." Nora said with a wink, "Now come over here with the rest of us please? Actually.. I should probably get in the water over here first."

Nora giggled before getting up, adjusting her swim suit, and darting off for the water. Qrow watched her dive into the water, letting her hide any evidence of what she and Qrow had done.

Her words sunk in as he too fixed his swim suit, and he sighed. If his semblance hadn't somehow kicked in during that, he figured he could handle being just a bit social without the booze without losing control.


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