Vernal awoke to an exceptionally warm pressure up against her from behind, arms wrapped tightly around her midsection, warm breath against the back of her neck.

She was... being spooned by Nora, and it felt... different, maybe even good. Vernal was unsure...

Unfortunately, whatever the feeling was, it seemed that the redhead had a solid hold on her, so for the time being, she was stuck there. Which only left her to think about the events of the prior night.

Even with Nora having removed most of her clothes, straddling Vernal in nothing but her floral-pink panties, her gorgeous body on full display, every bit of it close enough to touch, Vernal... decided against going right for sex to fill that void of loneliness. Instead, she let herself break, for the first time since she tried to off herself, and be comforted as she sobbed. Then, when Nora first, properly kissed her, she did so like she truly loved her... Or maybe that was just Vernal deluding herself into thinking as much. Of course, that only made her cry more, as it felt so painfully familiar. Nora just held her through it all.

After the tears stopped, Vernal was rewarded for that vulnerability with pizza, a movie, some more talking, and after everything... a night of incredible sex. It was honestly so good that she was exhausted after the redhead was finally finished with her. Which was odd, because normally she was the one who left her partner drained, hardly ever the other way around. This time, Vernal's body was all marked up from biting, sucking, scratching and more, she could barely feel her legs, and she slept well... for the first time since Weiss left...

To say Nora absolutely devoured her was a pretty accurate statement.

Although, now that Vernal was thinking about it with a clear head, it made perfect sense. After all, the redhead used to fuck and get fucked for a living, while she herself lifted weights sometimes, and drank and smoked for fun. But being the one left exhausted was not even the most shocking part of the night. No, that went to the fact that Vernal... was a bottom, from start to finish, for the first time in years. Which was... new, to say the very least. Though as weird as it was, she liked it, and wished that she had let Weiss top...

Now Vernal just felt selfish. She was already a pathetic waste of space that used Nora for sex, but now she was thinking of wasting more of her time because... she liked how she made her feel.

Damnit...

Vernal could already feel a lump in her throat, as tears began to pool in her eyes, but when she sniffled, reaching up to wipe them away, she felt the embrace around her tighten, and a few kisses be planted on the back of her neck.

"Shh... It's okay... I'm here..." Nora quietly soothed, pulling the other woman as close as she could.

Unfortunately, that only had the opposite effect, making Vernal feel even worse, even more like a burden. "Why are you doing this?"

Nora tilted her head up to see her face. "Doing what?"

Vernal only turned toward her pillow, not wanting the tears now streaming down her cheeks to be seen. "All of this. Talking to me so often, coming over here, listening to my bullshit, then still agreeing to fuck me, even without getting paid... Just... Why?"

Though it went unseen, Nora smiled, reaching up to take gentle hold of the other woman's face, and turning it, so that she could softly peck her on the cheek from behind. "'Cause I care about you."

Vernal just frowned, turning away again. "You don't know me."

Nora shrugged, even though it was a bit awkward in her current position. "Maybe, but I'd like to."

Probably out of pity. "I'll just end up hurting you." Vernal mumbled. She doesn't deserve that...

"So? If you hurt me, you hurt me. You're not gettin' rid of me 'cause there's a chance of future pain." Nora assured, likely offering one of those cute, warm smiles.

"That's stupid." Vernal murmured, wondering why the hint was not being taken. The redhead would certainly be better off without her...

"Then kick me outta bed, why don't ya." Nora grinned, wrapping her other arm back around the other woman, before tightening her embrace, snuggling closer, and pecking her neck and cheek a few times for emphasis.

Sadly, Vernal had neither the drive, nor... the desire to do that. She... liked what was currently happening, but that was the problem... because she did not want to like it. Vernal did not want to get attached again, since... it would probably just just end the same way as it did... with Weiss... Nora would find someone better, and Vernal would be left alone... again... No, she had to keep that buffer of professionalism... before it was too late.

"So what do I owe you for the sex?"

Surprisingly, Nora released Vernal, but just before actually climbing over her in order to lie down in front of her, a bright smile spread across her face. She then leaned forward to meet the other woman in a unexpected, soft kiss. What came after separating was a single word out of her mouth.

"Breakfast."


Watching Yang look around an anime and manga store was almost like witnessing a cat be released into a new home. She had no idea what was going on, and it was amusing as hell.

Of course, seeing such a sight was part of a... reward, so to speak. Earlier that day, the blonde had taken Neo to finally file a police report for what happened to her. It was extremely difficult to get through, but after it was over, that was it. Her part was done, and once they were finished at the police station, Yang even offered to take her somewhere nice, which was... a hard decision. Neo had not gone out anywhere in a long time, years even, because she never needed. Everything she bought could be done so online in some way, shape or form. So... where could they go?

Then it hit her.

There was only one place that Neo could think of where she ever really spent time. The small, local anime and manga shop that was just down the street from her apartment: Gura Gura. What used to be her favourite place away from home. Neo remembered how she would often go there multiple times a week, just to sit in the corner on one of those comfortable bean bag chairs and read manga. Although, that was before she learned that she could order practically everything she needed online. Now... Neo hardly ever had to leave her apartment, at least... until that piece of shit decided to get physical, leaving her unable to feel safe in her own damn home.

Honestly, it felt weird to be back in this little shop after such a long time, and a hell of a lot weirder since Yang gave her a ride over on her motorcycle. Neo had always been curious about the blonde's mode of transportation, as well as what it would feel like to be a passenger. Of course, given the nature of their previous 'relationship', that was never possible... until today.

And fuck, what an exhilarating ride.

While it was definitely scary at first, since Neo had never been on a motorcycle in her life, much less one as powerful as Bumblebee, and Yang did not go easy with the speed, it was not long before it became... fun, and she was holding herself close to her friend, not out of fear, but out of enjoyment. It was a almost a shame that the two rides were over so quickly.

"Hey, that one's cute." Yang suddenly commented, pulling the mute from her thoughts as they walked though the store. She looked over, and found the blonde staring at one of the various display figures on the higher shelves. Although, Neo recognized from its partial-attire that it was not quite from a regular anime or manga series. Oh, right. she almost forgot. This was an alien environment for Yang, the nerdiest place she had ever walked into was a games store. She had never been inside an anime and manga retailer before. So she had no clue what she was really pointing at.

Neo could not help but smirk, knowing exactly what that particular character came from. Pulling out her scroll, she typed out a message for her friend. She's also from a hentai. Neo informed. A pretty damn good one.

Yang's eyes widened a bit at the realization. "Oh, uh, well, good for her for gettin' some I guess."

Neo's smirk remained quite strong, recalling the numerous tags that accompanied the single-episode adaptation she came from. You have no idea.

As the pair made their way through the isles, packed with all manner of anime, manga, figurines, posters, art books, body pillows - one of which the mute herself owned - and much more. The shop was not large by any means, but it sure fit a lot. They even passed the 18+ section, which Neo had in fact visited every so often when she used to visit the store in person. That was where one would find the cultured material. Hentai, adult manga, doujinshi, lewd body pillows, and so on. Neo quite enjoyed that section. Though, it was probably a bit too much for a first-timer's visit. So, she led the blonde to the currently-empty back area, where there were a few bean bag chairs and a coffee table set up for those who wanted to read, like a mini library.

Once they were there, Neo simply looked to her friend as she pointed to one of the chairs, hoping it was understood.

Yang glanced between the mute at the chair, furrowing her brow a bit. "You want me to sit?"

Neo simply nodded.

"Oh, sure thing." Yang accepted, walking over and taking a seat on the closest bean bag chair.

Neo merely stood there for a moment, considering her next action. Part of her wanted to just sit down with the blonde on that bean bag chair, and snuggle up to her, but the rest... felt that would not be appropriate, especially given her friend's relationship status. Though eventually, she just decided fuck it, and plopped down on Yang's lap- well, half-on her lap, earning an exasperated laugh, before almost-instinctively resting her head on her shoulder. It felt... nice.

"Gettin' cozy there I see." Yang commented with a smirk, adjusting her position to better fit the smaller woman, even putting an arm around the bean bag to make herself more comfortable.

Once she was settled, Neo came to realize something. It had been a couple days since her talk with Weiss, about whether she wanted the mute to leave or not, and her suggestion of what she should do, but even now, she had brought it up yet. Perhaps this would be the right time to apologize to Yang... After all, the two were in a place that was comfortable for Neo, they were alone... What better time was there to finally do it? Well, there was one problem: she still did not have the courage to bring up the topic. She was not ready yet...

"So uh, how you feeling after... y'know, earlier?" Yang wondered after a brief silence of the two just sitting there together.

Relieved. Neo answered, smiling up at the blonde, happy to know that the hard part was over. I hated thinking about what happened to me so much, but... I couldn't bring myself to actually do anything about it. I felt powerless, and unsafe... until you gave me the courage to go to the police. So thank you for helping me today, Yang.

Yang just smiled back. "Don't mention it. It's what friends are for." She assured, briefly hooking her arm around the smaller woman's shoulders to pull her into a side-hug.

While Neo could have just ended the conversation there, and simply enjoyed the quiet time with her friend, something compelled her to continue. I've never told anyone this before, but... my size has always been a sore spot for me. I can't really defend myself, people look down on me, even when I'm far older than them, and nobody ever believes my age when I first tell them. Half the people that I've met in the last ten years thought I was underage. Hell, even at the police station today, I saw an officer double-take my age when he looked at my ID.

Neo let out a heavy sigh. It's a constant source of frustration when dealing with people. They take one look at me and assume I'm a teenager, lying about my age to get some sort of benefit. She spat. At least online users respect me, because all they see is my virtual avatar, so they actually believe me when I say I'm in my fucking thirties.

Yang was quiet for a few moments, likely processing all that new information. "I'll be honest, learning you were ten years older than me was pretty surprising, but even before that, I always respected you." She explained, leaning forward a bit to offer a smile to the mute. "Come on, a small, adorable woman who's able to make someone like me bend to her will with no issue at all? That's not only impressive, but hot as shit."

Neo only blinked at the blonde's compliment. She... respected her? No, no... She had to be just saying that...

"You know pretty well that I like bein' taken charge of, but until I was with you, and... kinda Weiss, I never really had that experience." Yang continued, her smile fading. "I've looked mature my whole life, been taller, better built than most... People just expect me to be strong, confident, the one who takes charge... It's exhausting. I've never really been good at anything, and yet, I'm constantly reminded that I should be..."

Neo turned to face her friend. Nonsense. You're a wonderful friend, even after I hurt you... and a fucking incredible cook. I swear, before coming to stay with you and Weiss, I've never tasted food so good in my entire life.

Yang managed a smile. "Thanks, Neo. I just learned from the best." She informed. "But still, I've always thought that you were a lot stronger than me, even now. I mean, to go through what you did, and still have the strength to try to move on? I could never do that. Shit, I'd probably move back in with my parents if I went through the same experience."

Let's just agree we're both cowards then. Neo suggested with a silent laugh, before looking around, as she sort of remembered where they still were. Would... you like to read something with me? Or maybe find something for yourself?

Yang only shrugged. "I dunno, I've never been much of a reader, and... manga's kind of a visual mess to my eyes." She admitted, before smiling. "But if you want anything for yourself- manga, anime, figures... h-hentai... whatever, it's my treat."

Neo could not help but silently laugh at the offer, given one issue. I make more money than you. Probably more than either of them realize, seeing as she technically had two jobs.

"So what? You had a tough day, and I wanna treat you with somethin' you love." Yang pressed, before pausing. "Of course, since you mentioned money, don't go too crazy."

While Neo certainly appreciated the sentiment, she shook her head. After everything, I find your company gift enough. She smiled, leaning over to rest her head on her friend's shoulder once more.

Yang furrowed her brow. "C'mon, lemme do somethin' for you, 'spectially after the day you had."

Sitting up, Neo turned to the blonde. This was definitely going to be a stretch, but at the current moment, given her current mood, she thought what the hell? Typing out a message on her scroll, she turned the device toward the younger woman. How 'bout a smooch on the cheek? :P

Yang stared at the scroll screen for a few moments, then looked to the mute, and shrugged again. "Little random, but sure thing." She agreed, leaning in to plant a quick, soft, harmless kiss on the mute's cheek.

As soon as the blonde pulled back, Neo jokingly fanned her face, pretending she was flustered, which earned an eye roll. Though a moment later, the smirk that came with it faded, expression becoming serious, before she wrapped her arms around her friend, pulling herself into a tight hug. A few seconds later, it was hesitantly reciprocated. The two remained there for a time, simply holding one another, as Neo thought about what just occurred, figuring that it would be the closest that she would ever get to kissing Yang again. She... wondered what would happen if she tried...

Of course, it did not matter whether or not she did it, or anything really. This whole situation was Neo's last days to spend with the only people who actually cared about her...

She wanted to enjoy them, before... she had to go.


Coco loved clothes, but more specifically, she loved fashion.

It had always been something that she could... hide in, so to speak. When she dressed well, she could look in the mirror and see someone powerful, someone confident, and other people saw that too. They thought that Coco was better than she actually was because she far out-dressed them. In a way, it was like she outclassed them.

Of course, that was not the only reason she loved fashion. The other... was because of a certain, beautiful Lepus Faunus that was once the shining light of her life. If anything, she was the cause of it all. Even when they had first become a couple, Velvet already loved photography, so Coco would dress up and pose for her camera. Partially for more practice, and partially because she loved seeing the brunette so confident in herself. That praise only caused Coco to get more and more into it, and soon enough, start actively dressing up on her own. She then received recognition, which made her feel good about herself, and it just... went on from there.

Eventually, that led to Coco designing her own clothes, her own fashion, and not long after that, dreams of owning her own modelling agency filled her mind, finally giving her a direction in life. Though, that was no more, for... obvious reasons.

But right now, Coco had something much more current to worry about.

She was in love with Pyrrha, which would not be a problem if she was not married to one of her best friends. It felt like such a betrayal to both of them. At first, Coco attempted to distract herself with drawing, taking more commissions - which were quickly growing in frequency - hanging out with Yang, and using her, as well as Weiss, as art reference. Unfortunately, those only really worked when she was either alone, or away from the Reds. So, Coco allowed the thoughts of her feelings for Pyrrha to fill her mind, trying to rationalize them. After all, the redhead was family, it was normal to love her. Plus, she had always found her attractive as hell, and the brunette was clearly pent up from first not having sex for over ten months, then almost banging her now-ex... before they broke up. Which only really made things worse.

It was all completely normal.

Sadly, Coco was not very convincing to herself. Perhaps she should just go out and get laid, maybe that would fix things. She had good money, so she could hire a quality escort, or go clubbing. Pyrrha was constantly encouraging her to go out and do things anyway, so two birds with one stone. Although, one or both of the Reds would definitely want to go with her if she did choose the clubbing option, and Coco was not exactly a fan of going out with her friends if she was just going to ditch them to bang someone she just met. Of course... she could always ask if that Nora chick was single, or maybe even Cinder. They were both hot, and seemed like they would be down for a casual fling if asked. Though... Coco was fairly certain that the latter was already dating Yang's mom, at least as far as the blonde told her. So that one was a dead end.

Well, guess it's time to finally start puttin' all those toys Pyr brought for me to use.

But that was something that she could worry about later, since at the moment, she was currently at the mall with Ruby, which felt a bit odd if she was being honest. It had been quite a while since Coco actually went out shopping, but she wanted to do something as a sort of thanks for everything the younger woman had done for her. And if there was one was she knew how to do that, it was clothes shopping, because she loved to make others look good.

"Coco? Are you sure about all this stuff?" Suddenly came Ruby's concerned voice from inside the clothing store changing room, pulling the brunette from her thoughts. "I dunno if any of it's gonna look good on me."

Coco just furrowed her brow. She picked out every piece of clothing that was currently in there because it would bring out the best parts of her friend's body and figure. "Come on, Big Red, anything in there will look great on you, and you know it."

There was a pause. "I don't know anything" Ruby whined in protest. "Ask Yang, brain's all empty."

Coco let out a chuckle at the defense. "I bet Yang would agree with me here."

Another pause. "Nuh uh!"

As usual, her friend sounded like a child. "You're not givin' yourself enough credit, Rubes." Coco pressed.

"I'm giving myself a perfectly fine amount of credit!" Ruby countered.

Coco only let out a sigh. If there was one thing that she could not stand, it was people not recognizing how truly attractive they were. Ruby was a beautiful woman, and she deserved to know. So, Coco stood up with a huff, walked over to the changing room that her friend was currently in, and threw open the curtain.

Upon having herself revealed merely standing there, staring at the clothes that the brunette picked out for her, Ruby whipped around, wide-eyed. "Coco!" She burst, instinctively covering herself with her hands, even though she was still fully-clothed, appearing to have not even changed into anything yet.

Coco grinned. "That's my name, don't wear it out."

"You should've asked if I was decent first!" Ruby exclaimed.

"True, but then there'd be no chance of seeing you in your undies." Coco added, grin not fading one bit as she glanced down at her friend's body.

"Rude!"

Coco just shrugged. "I take what I can get."

As expected, Ruby pouted, finally lowering her hands. "Peeping's a good way to get yourself in trouble with Pyr."

Coco was unable to stop herself. "Maybe she'll spank me." Damnit, Adel. Keep it in your pants. That's her wife.

Ruby let out a chuckle. "For what you just tried, I wouldn't be surprised."

Well, now it was too late to turn back. "What? Trying to catch a glimpse at her wonderful wife's magnificent bod?" Coco wondered with a sly smirk, glancing downward again.

"Take out the magnificent part and yeah!" Ruby whined.

Coco merely rolled her eyes. "Oh shush, you've got a fine body, now scooch it over." She complimented, before stepping into the small changing room, causing her friend to back up in surprise, clearly not expecting to be joined in such a confined space.

"Wah- Coco, there's no room in here for two!" Ruby quickly protested, though to no avail.

"Relax, Big Red, we're not doin' anything in here. It's fine." Coco assured, turning briefly to close the curtain behind her, figuratively locking the pair in the tiny room together. She then looked to the various pieces of clothing that currently hung on the wall. Blouses, skirts, capris, dresses, and so on. Man, Coco really picked out a lot. "So why don't you think any of this stuff will look good on you?"

Ruby glanced up at all the clothes. "This is all girly stuff." She admitted with a shrug. "You know me, I've been all punk and tomboy since high school, and I've barely grown since then. Putting these things on would just show off my baby face." Then she slumped, gaze falling. "People hardly take me seriously already..." Ruby sighed. "Honestly, I've never really understood how Pyr could ever find me so beautiful. I'm just... I dunno, average, nothing special. You two are the beautiful ones. You're everything I wish I could be..."

Coco only blinked, truly unable to believe that her friend thought so little of herself. Well, that was not going to cut it, not in the slightest. Reaching out to take hold of Ruby's shoulders, Coco spun her around to face the mirror on the opposite wall, eliciting a shocked gasp, before wrapping her arms around the younger woman's stomach, pulling her into a brief hug from behind. "You're far more beautiful than you give yourself credit for." She praised, staring her right in her gorgeous silver eyes. "And I'm gonna prove it."

Coco then sank to one knee, moved around her friend, grabbed one of her flats-clad feet, and lifted it into the air, causing Ruby to almost fall backwards onto her rear. "First off, you have perfectly-sized feet. Not too big, too small, or weird-lookin', and they look fantastic in sandals."

Ruby furrowed her brow at the weird compliments, seeming like she was suppressing a laugh. "Perfectly sized? Didn't know you were into feet stuff, Coco." She commented, giggling.

Coco let out a chuckle, putting her friend's foot down. "Nah, I've never been about that, but I've gotta admit, yours are so adorable and perfect that I get where those kinds of people are comin' from." She clarified, before sliding her hands up the younger woman's leg to her thigh, giving it a couple squeezes, earning another giggle. "Next up, these thick thighs, and I'm talkin' with two c's. They make any jeans, leggings, or any kinda tighter pants look fuckin' amazing."

Coco then raised to her feet, removing her hands for a moment before taking hold of Ruby's hips. "You've got great hips too, really shows when you're dancin', whether you're wearin' pants, shorts, or floofy dresses." She continued, sliding her hands up towards her stomach, lifting her T-shirt enough to expose it. "And don't forget this tight tummy and cute belly button." Coco added, playfully tapping her friend's stomach a few times, causing her to giggle, before letting go to pull her into another hug from behind. "You have a phenomenal figure, Big Red, so don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise."

As Coco finally released the younger woman, one last idea came to mind, and she grinned at Ruby through the mirror. "Plus, you already know I think the Rubooty is jaw-droppin', but I gotta say, those Ruboobies are pretty nice too." She proudly complimented, to which her friend blushed. "Sure, neither of them are smotherin'-sized like Pyr's or Yang's, but they're still perfect."

Ruby only blushed deeper, unable to form a coherent sentence out of clear embarrassment.

After a few moments of silence, Coco's grin faded, her gaze falling. "Y'know, I always used to see myself as ugly... I was tall and gangly, never had many curves, my jawline was sharp and boyish, and I wore stupid braces as a teen. Made me want to hide all the time. Only person who managed to bring me outta my shell was Velvs..."

Upon hearing that, Ruby immediately turned around to face the brunette, and grabbed her shoulders. "Hey, I've seen pictures from when you were younger, and you weren't ugly at all! Seriously! If we'd gone to high school together, I totally would've had the biggest crush on you!"

Coco managed a smile. "And that's why Pyr's so attracted to you, Rubes." She informed, earning a blush. "Really, the second anyone around you is hurting, you just drop everything to comfort 'em, even your own problems." Then she smirked. "Havin' a sexy bod is just a bonus, and I haven't even gotten to that cute ass face yet." Coco added, reaching up to grasp her friend's face, and squishing it, which made herself laugh.

"Cwcw!"

Coco merely grinned, not stopping. "See, even all squishy you're face is adorable."

Ruby just stuck out her tongue, like the adorable dork she was.

Coco chuckled at the response. "Yang told me that's a great way to get your tongue bit."

As expected, Ruby kept her tongue stuck out.

At that moment, another idea popped into Coco's head. Was it a terrible idea? Absolutely, but was she still going to do it? Again, absolutely. After all, it was just a little teasing. Leaning forward, Coco chomped her teeth a few times with a sly grin, as if threatening that she was going to truly bite her friend's tongue. A few seconds of that, and the pair burst into laughter at its utter absurdness. It was not until they calmed down that... something changed. The two found themselves almost face to face, just... staring into each other's eyes, with Coco only able to focus on how perfect every bit of Ruby's face was. Her shiny hair, soft, pale skin, beautiful silver eyes, rosy cheeks, pillowy lips...

Sooner than she even realized, Coco found herself leaning in, as if by instinct... What am I doing... It took her way longer than it should have for her mind to register what was happening, and for her to catch herself from making a horrible mistake. Meanwhile, Ruby merely stood there, looking up at her friend as if the sun itself was beaming down on her. In a motion of anxiety, Coco leaned up to plant a kiss on the younger woman's forehead, but... that did not stop the internal panic that filled her mind.

The teeth-chomping was only a joke, but now that the brunette was thinking about it, she remembered that Yang had told her about when Cinder did the same thing to her during their little girls night, and her friend really got her tongue bit... before they briefly made out. Of course that was a funny story because it was something the then-couple could laugh about, but this... this was much different situation. Coco had almost kissed her best friend, Pyrrha's wife, all because...

Gods damnit, it was happening again. Now it was Little and Big Red. Just fucking great... As if she did not feel bad enough already...

Eventually, Coco pulled the younger woman into a hug, holding her close. "You mean the world to me, Ruby. You're such a beautiful woman, and as long as I live, I'll make sure you never forget it."

Ruby quickly reciprocated the hug after a moment. "I'll take cute. You and Pyr are beautiful." She defended, before hugging her friend tighter. "But thanks, I love you, Coco."

Coco only smiled, resting her head against the shorter woman's. "Love you too, Big Red." Then she smirked, pulling back a bit so the two could look at each other. "And too bad, you're beautiful as fuck."

The pair just laughed.


Yang awoke to an empty bed, which was odd at first, since Weiss almost always stayed cuddled up to her until they were both ready to get up, but then she opened her eyes and learned their bedroom was bathed in sunlight from the uncovered windows.

Wait, what time was it?

Reaching over to grab her scroll off of the night table on her side, Yang switched the device on and checked the time. It was almost noon. Damn, she really slept in. But then... where was Weiss? Why did she not wake her up? Yang just lied there for a minute, trying to figure it out, until she remembered that her girlfriend had an earlier shift at work today, so she must have already left, and let her sleep, which she definitely needed.

As Yang attempted to sit up, she found that she was sore from the prior night, even sorer than usual. Although... she liked it. She looked down at her nude body, which was once again pretty marked up from her and Weiss' nightly activities, and... wow. It was just continuously surprising how much energy the smaller woman had, especially since she did not even work out. It was all libido. Compare that to Neo, who kind of controlled her when they were together, and Coco, who, even though they did not finish banging, just seemed happy to be experiencing the touch of another woman, Weiss... just attacked her the moment they started. She was so excitable and joyful, and Yang loved it, but it was a lot more than she had ever been used to.

Weiss almost never stopped when the blonde finished the first time. Oh no, quite the opposite. She merely kept going, a bit like Neo in that way, practically fucking her into exhaustion. Except in Weiss' case, it was out of pure lust, rather than the desire to stay in control. After all, she was a perfectionist, and the idea of not fully satisfying her girlfriend seemed to be unacceptable in her mind. She was just satisfying her a little too much...

Finally managing to sit up, really feeling it in her muscles, Yang raised her arms in a big stretch, wondering just how long it was going to take for the soreness to fade this time. Well, she would figure that out eventually. In the meantime, she was hungry for breakfast... or rather, lunch, and since her friend was definitely awake as well, she probably wanted something to eat too. Maybe I'll make some tacos.

Unfortunately, when Yang attempted to stand up, she only fell right back down onto her butt, finding her legs a hell of a lot wobblier than she expected. One more try, and she was up, but feeling even more beat up than a moment ago, even having to steady herself, lest she fall over. Should make sure I stretch before heading to work later. Once sure that she could walk somewhat properly, Yang approached the bedroom door to go see about preparing some lunch, but she stopped, realizing she was still completely naked.

Oops, don't wanna go flashin' our roommate, even if this isn't anything she hasn't seen before.

Grabbing her light-orange robe from its place hanging on the closet door, next to Weiss' own icy-blue one, Yang went to visit the bathroom. Though, once she was done answering nature's call, her legs felt so wobbly that she was almost dead on her feet. Which sadly meant by the time she made it into the living area, she practically collapsed onto the floor in front of Neo, who was currently watching some late-morning anime on the couch. After a moment, Yang just let out a groan against the floor. Then, unseen by her, the mute merely stared at her for a few seconds, before hopping up off the couch, walking around the coffee table, crouching down by her friend, and poked her cheek.

"'Mrnin'..." Yang groaned after a brief silence.

Picking up her scroll from the couch, Neo typed out a message, then turned the blonde's head so she would be able to see it. What happened? You looked like you got fucked by a train.

Yang managed a nod. "Yeah, the Schnee express."

Neo just grinned, silently laughing. Choo choo. She teased, pulling an imaginary train whistle for emphasis. What a little shit.

"You ever been fucked so many times that you just... can't feel your lower body after it's done?" Yang tiredly wondered.

Well, there was the first time you found my g-spot, you sort of got close. Neo answered with a shrug.

Yang let out a slight chuckle, mainly because she was too tired to put in the effort for a full one. "Yeah, I remember that." She noted, recalling how the mute had been sitting on her face at the time. "You came close to suffocating me with your thighs."

Neo only smirked at the detail. Emphasis on the came.

Yang rolled her eyes. "Ha ha. Just get me some water, pipsqueak." She requested, as firmly as she could, before looking away. "Then... help me up onto the couch."

Rather than responding via text, Neo reached over to ruffle her friend's messy, blonde mane as she got up. Though, prior to heading into the kitchen to respond to the water request, she pointed her scroll at Yang, and snapped a picture. Gods damnit. The mute grinned one more time, before making her way into the kitchen.

After retrieving a glass of water, Neo placed it onto the coffee table, and attempted to lift Yang onto the couch, which proved to be utterly impossible without help from the blonde, due to their difference in body sizes. Although, that was not exactly by accident. Yang wanted to see if the mute could do it on her own, so she decided... not to move at first, and found that it was hilarious to watch her friend struggle. Eventually she put in her own share of the work, and soon enough, she was on the couch, resting comfortable with her water. Of course, like she should have expected, Neo had sent the picture of her sprawled out on the floor to Weiss, with the caption: Yang died. Again, what a little shit.

Once she was done silently laughing at her friend's expense, Neo's grin surprisingly faded, her expression becoming more serious. You know, you probably shouldn't be collapsing like that the morning after sex, unless Weiss is absolutely fucking your brains out every night, or you haven't been sleeping well afterwards. Then she paused for a moment. But I have noticed you've been more and more sluggish in the mornings. Are you feeling alright?

Yang was quiet for a few moments. "Honestly, ever since we got together... I've never felt better, I'm just... a little tired. We've been having sex every single day since our first time, sometimes multiple times per day. Don't get me wrong, I love every fuckin' moment of it, but... y'know, it's a lotta sex."

Neo only appeared skeptical. Yeah, I have ears.

Yang let out a nervous chuckle, reaching up to run a hand through her hair. She almost forgot they had been a little loud in the past, which meant... the mute probably heard them every time... Shit. "Yeah... Sorry about that."

Neo shrugged. Don't apologize for getting laid.

Yang sighed. "Yeah yeah, I'm apologizing for makin' so much noise when Weiss and I are... y'know."

Neo shook her head, offering a smile. I don't care that I have to listen to you two fuck. I'm a guest in your home, so I'm fine with it. Well, it's a little distracting when I'm trying to really focus on something, but most of the time, I can just turn up my music. Then she smirked. But never thought you'd be getting tired out from sex. Figured you had more stamina than this.

Yang could not help but pout. "My stamina holds out just fine, thank you, it's my libido that's havin' trouble. Which means my tits, pussy and ass are takin' the hit for it, often times literally. 'Course you know that's not exactly a problem..."

Neo's smirk did not fade at all. I will admit, it's surprising to hear how harsh Weiss can be in the bedroom, but I gotta say, she does have that 'smol domme' energy going on.

Yang just laughed at the idea. "You're not wrong actually, 'cause the more we bang, the more that's turning out to be true." She agreed. "Weiss told me she never really had the opportunity to domme with any of her partners, so she's become more and more enthusiastic about it every time we fuck." Yang had to try not to bite her lip at the thought. "I love everything that woman does to me, but it's how much we're doin' it that's wearing me out. I thought about sayin' no, it's just... never done it before..."

Have you spoken to Weiss about this? Neo wondered with a raised brow.

Yang shook her head. "I don't really know how I could bring it up."

Neo's expression immediately turned skeptical. Hey, Weiss, I think we've been fucking too often, could we tone it down a little?

"But I don't really mind it!" Yang quickly insisted, though it was not exactly convincing, seeing as Neo merely continued to look at her skeptically. "I dunno, this whole situation just seems kinda ridiculous to me. I really care about Weiss, and I love what she does to me every night, and... sometimes other times during the day. It'll be fine. I'll get over it."

Neo leaned a little closer, her expression serious now. Last time you ignored an issue in a relationship, you ended up ending one in the middle of fucking.

Well, the mute was not wrong. "We're not- I mean, fuck. it's not really an issue, it's just..." Yang attempted to rationalize, only to trail off, not knowing what to say.

Neo's expression went right back to skeptical. And the time before that you ended up with someone like me.

"Neo... ugh, alright fine." Yang eventually huffed, figuring that her friend was not going to let it go. "I'll try to talk about it with her."

After a moment, Neo smiled, reaching over to pat the blonde on the shoulder. Then that smile shifted into a smirk. I'll make sure to come check on you next time then. Make sure Weiss doesn't leave you all tied up and gagged.

Yang only blinked, as a certain memory popped into her head. "You mean like... how you did that one time?"

Neo merely shrugged. Seems like she'll be there sooner or later if you keep letting it slide.

Yang let out a nervous chuckle. "C'mon, I doubt Weiss will ever get that far. We don't even own any toys together yet..."

Neo just raised a brow. Neither did I. She admitted. But seriously, you should talk to Weiss about that too, make sure nothing gets out of hand.

"Nothing's gonna get out of hand!" Yang tried to assure, only to be flicked on the nose by the mute. "They won't! I know Weiss, she's never been anywhere near as dominant as you." Once again, she was just flicked on the nose a few more times. So, Yang huffed. "Okay, then what do I do?"

Neo almost immediately smacked the blonde on the shoulder. Be proactive! It's a two way street! You know what you want, you tried it with me!

Yang opened her mouth to respond, but stopped, recalling what happened the last time she tried to change the behaviour of a partner. "But what if... Weiss leaves me for it?" She managed to wonder, shoulders slumping. "I don't... I don't know if I could handle that again..."

Even Neo's expression shifted to a more serious one. Only a moron would leave you for something like that.

Yang sadly shrugged. "People make stupid decisions all the time."

Neo offered a surprisingly warm smile. Weiss is a smart cookie.

Yang was quiet for a moment, but eventually managed a small chuckle, realizing again just how ridiculous her current situation was. "She's also got a pretty damn high libido that I can't keep up with."

Neo immediately smirked, which caused the blonde to furrow her brow, wondering what she was up to this time. You want some help?

Oh for fuck sake. Of course that was what she meant. Yang just glared at the older woman with an extremely skeptical gaze. "Not funny."

Neo just shrugged. I think it's pretty funny.

Gods, Yang really, really hoped that the mute was just kidding. They did not need to make things even more complicated than they already were. Although... that actually gave her an idea, leading to a smirk spreading across her face. "Then I'm sure you'd find it hilarious if I relayed your little offer to Weiss."

Unfortunately, Neo seemed to be prepared for a such a threat, as she only wiggled her eyebrows, smirk not fading one bit.

That left Yang almost speechless. Damnit. Was... she serious? Surely not. "I'll do it. I'm not kidding."

Neo's smirk remained completely unaffected.

"And it's not gonna go the way you clearly think it will." Yang continued, hoping that it would affect the mute somehow.

Neo shrugged, her smirk growing, clearly enjoying how much she was flustering her friend.

Eventually, Yang just pouted, "Brat." She shot, to which Neo happily poked her tongue out in victory. So, the blonde turned away, trying to think of some way that she could get back at the older woman. Then she spotted the pillow that sat up against her side's arm of the couch, and she got an idea. Discretely grabbing the pillow, Yang waited a moment, before swiftly swinging it around, catching Neo right in the face. The mute's dumbstruck expression that followed was priceless.

"Now that's funny."


Nothing was more annoying than having to interrupt a session of cuddling to get ready for work. Well, interrupting sex would probably far worse, but thankfully, that had never happened, and likely never would, given Raven's ability to bring Cinder to orgasm within mere minutes. But still, she would much rather stay home and cuddle with her gorgeous girlfriend.

Over the past two weeks since their little experiment in the older woman's office, a surprisingly very-effective lap dance, as well as a second instance of said experiment with the younger woman under the desk, things had been rather calm for the pair. It was quite refreshing if Cinder was being honest, especially after the past year of chaos. They were happy, living their everyday life as a couple, doing... well, stuff that couples did.

It began with something that they had not done since they first got together: proper dates. The two went out to dinner at a couple new places, both being higher-end restaurants, which was exceptionally romantic. Raven even bought her flowers the first time, which now sat in a vase on the kitchen table. It almost made Cinder feel like she was a teenager again. They also saw a movie the previous week. Although, neither of them really remembered what the film was about, since they might have fooled around a little in the back of the theatre. Kisses were shared, hands explored, chests were fondled from under shirts, and finally, Cinder's pants were cheekily invaded by the fingers of a certain, sly bar owner. If they had gone any further, they would have had to bring their ball gag.

One activity that Cinder did not at all expect to do, much less enjoy, was bowling. Raven brought up the idea one morning, and while the younger woman was skeptical about going, she agreed, later learning that the sport was actually a secret passion of her girlfriend that she barely got to indulge in anymore. So, they went the next day. Cinder did not think that she would have a very good time, given how she was never the sporty type, but after Raven showed her the ropes, she had a lot of fun, even though she was absolutely terrible at it. In fact, after they were finished, she even suggested inviting Yang and Weiss to join them next time, like a double date.

Next, the pair did some shopping, both for the apartment, as well as the bar. The latter did feel a bit odd, since Yang was technically the Assistant Manager, which meant she usually did all that with her mother. But still, Cinder was happy to help. For the apartment, they purchased a comfier futon couch, because they still slept on it more often than not, even after sex. They also purchased a larger, higher-quality television, since they previously got one for the bedroom. Then, in terms of the bar, Cinder helped her partner get the booth and stool seating redone, as the old materials were cheap and cracking, it was hurting Raven's pride. Though not anymore. It was as if the bar got a little makeover.

Finally, the couple had been experimenting more in the bedroom, which was... wow. The toys that they had decided to keep were a lot of fun, especially the two strap-ons, which were the ones they definitely used the most, but the fuzzy handcuffs, ball gag, paddle, and horse whip were mostly reserved for when the pair wanted an extra-kinky sort of night. Although, that did not happen very often, especially using the latter two toys, as they both found that a firm hand felt far better most times. Actually, Cinder never realized how good spanking could really feel, until she challenged Raven to go until she used their safe word, spring. Which she only had to use once, when her partner hit too hard near her burn scars when she had the younger woman bent over her lap. Of course, once the mistake had been remedied, Raven kept going until she brought Cinder to orgasm, just from the spanking. She was very out of it for a while after that. It was a bit confusing, but wonderful.

Though, that did not compare to a certain pair of toys they owned. Raven was already rough when the couple made love without anything extra, and Cinder loved every moment of it, but when the former donned either one of their strap-ons, that roughness was dialed up to eleven, and... fuck. She was growing to love how much stronger and possessive her girlfriend was becoming, especially in the bedroom. Being manhandled, held close, towered over by her lover, and plowed on and against every piece of furniture in the apartment made her feel small, and safe. Honestly, Cinder found that she never really cared what was happening, so long as Raven was the one doing it to her. She just really liked being able to let go and place herself entirely in her partner's strong hands, and it had only gotten better since the older woman went back to Pyrrha to ask for more pointers. Of course, it was a weird thing to think about, since the redhead was kind of their step-daughter-in-law, but after the initial realization, she did not give a shit. The sex had never been better.

Suddenly, Cinder's scroll buzzed from the night table on her side of the bed, pulling her from her thoughts as she idly donned her work pants. Walking over and picking up the device, she found a text from Yang waiting. Oh, joy. She thought to herself, navigating to her messages.

Yang: Cindemon bun!

Oh, good. That name again.

Cinder: What is it, Yang?

Yang: I need help

Cinder: Is something wrong?

Yang: I'm bored

Of course.

Cinder: Oh go bother your girlfriend why don't you.

Yang: She's at work
Yang: Come entertain me

Cinder: What about the midget?

Yang: She's too busy drawing

Cinder: Well I'm about to go to work, so tough luck.

Yang: Tell mom to give you the day off so you can come hang with me!

Cinder: I'll pass.

Yang: Party pooper

Cinder: Perhaps another time, Yang. Although, if you want to see me so badly, you could always plan another girls night.

Yang: Great idea, Cindemon bun! I'll get right on it!

Even though her friend used that stupid nickname, Cinder could not help but smile. That woman was such a dork, and she was happy to have her in her life. Even if she annoyed the absolute hell out of her sometimes with those dumbass puns.

"Flirting with my daughter again, huh?" Suddenly came Raven's voice from right next to the younger woman's ear, causing her to almost jump, and nearly drop her scroll. "Shouldn't you be gettin' ready for work? Don't wanna get in trouble with the boss, now do ya?"

Cinder spun around to face her partner, who must have just come back from her visit to the bathroom, as she was still wearing nothing but a set of black underwear, appearing to have not even started looking for work clothes yet. As usual, she had a bit of trouble not staring down at the older woman's gorgeous, curvy body. No matter how many times that Cinder saw it, whether fully-clothed or completely nude, she just could not get enough. "Says the one who doesn't even have pants on." She teased, reaching over to smack her girlfriend's underwear-clad rear for emphasis.

"Yeah, but I am the boss." Raven grinned. "What I say... goes..." She continued, but trailed off, her grin fading, gaze moving elsewhere.

Furrowing her brow, Cinder turned to see what caught her partner's attention, only to find her looking at their bedroom television. Right, she almost forgot they left that on while they were changing. It was currently playing the news, which at first was odd that it distracted Raven, at least... until she realized what the story focused on. Oh my gods...

It was Salem.

Cinder's eye immediately widened upon realizing who was on the television in front of her, considering she never in her life thought that she would ever see her ex-boss again. From what she could pick up, Salem had filed a lawsuit against the company that turned out to be the real culprit of the fire, called Watts Enterprises, and... she won. At first, Cinder figured that the money gained would be used for her damaged company, but then... the Salem on the TV screen began to speak of... paying back those harmed, name-dropping a number of people that the younger woman used to know, her coworkers, underlings... even people she knew now...

Then Salem said her name.

Nope. Cinder was not going to deal with that. Quickly grabbing the TV remote off of their unkept bed, she clicked the power button, and turned it off, before tossing the remote back onto the mattress. She did not want to focus on her ex-boss, nor her old company, nor that lawsuit, because the last thing she needed was some kind of false hope.

"So uh, that was her, huh? Your old boss?" Raven hesitantly wondered, likely sensing her girlfriend's feelings on the subject.

"Yep." Cinder simply answered, half-staring at the powered-off television.

"And... we're not gonna talk about it?" Raven continued, stepping in front of her partner so that she would look at her.

"Nope." Cinder declared, walking over to the closet to obtain a shirt for work.

Raven was quiet for a moment, merely watching the younger woman open up the closet and go through the various shirts that hung on her side. "Alrighty then. You wanna make out instead?"

Upon picking out a black dress shirt, Cinder turned around to face her girlfriend, unable to stop herself from smiling at the completely inappropriate, yet still-fitting offer. Glancing down at the older woman's state of dress- technically lack-thereof, as she was still in just her underwear, while Cinder herself was barely any better, she found herself conflicted. Of course, it was exceptionally difficult to resist such an incredibly tempting offer...

"Unfortunately, we have work soon, but perhaps when we return home." Cinder eventually answered with a smirk. As much as she wanted to just jump into Raven's arms and get slammed against a wall, or tackle her lover onto their bed, there was no way in hell that they would be able to stop once they started. Although, the pair had never tried a quickie before work... No, no. That was an idea for another day. Instead, Cinder merely opened her arms. "Though I will take a hug."

Raven barely wasted a second before wrapping her partner in a warm hug.

Gods, she loved this woman.


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