You stare down at Yang, naked and awaiting her long overdue satisfaction. Her first time with you so far had resulted in you taking all the power away from her, and she was pleased to be led around like a toy. Now, she was completely exposed while you were still fully dressed. The strong, sexual, powerful Yang was subject to your whims, at least until she felt otherwise.
Not wanting to lose the moment, you flash a dark smile at Yang. One of the positives about her being so used to sex is that you didn't really have to be careful; with Weiss and Ruby, you were tiptoeing with them, and even with Blake you had to step lightly. With Yang, however, she knew what she liked and knew what went where and how she wanted the process to go. Your only goal is to find out if there was anything she didn't know she wanted.
Fueled by your (up to this point) accurate hunch of Yang enjoying being dominated, you think of a way to truly test it. Ensuring Yang knew what you were doing was filled with lecherous intentions, you undo your belt. By now, your erection was straining, but the true purpose comes when you force her hands up with your telekinesis; before Yang can argue, you grab her wrists with one hand and begin wrapping your belt around them.
Yang says nothing, but bites her lip. If she had any reservations about what was going to happen, she'd say something, so you know that you're right. Yang wanted to be controlled, led, and weak. She wanted to be restrained. She wanted to sit back and experience pleasure.
Knowing that half of Yang's personality involved taking hits and coming back stronger, you get the impression you can be a little rough. Again, with the other three, you went slow and gentle, but Yang knew sex the same way she knew combat. You take her restrained hands, lift them up, and use the leverage to push her onto her back.
Yang flashes you a satisfied smile, ensuring you knew you were doing the right thing. From here, this is somewhat unknown territory; Ruby and Weiss were easy to please, and Blake was in heat, but Yang was both more experienced, and into things you've yet to experiment with. Oh, well. What better time than the present?
"Come on, tiger~" Yang purred. "You shouldn't keep a girl waiting, otherwise I might break loose~" She flexes her arms, tightening the belt around her wrists; if she wanted to, she could easily bust out of it. She somehow manages to sound in control while tied up and naked. You wonder how it would feel if she was the one standing over you…
Using your Semblance to tighten Yang's restraint, you say, "Quiet," in your most commanding voice. You feel like Yang is into dirty talk in general and may enjoy some orders if she was being submissive, so you follow up with, "I want to enjoy my prize," as you draw a hand up her side. Her eyes turn even more seductive as she lays back and lets you feel her up.
Before you go too far, you decide to give Yang something other than her reflection to gawk at. Making a bit of a show of it, you pull off your shirt and let Yang enjoy your hardened huntsman body. She'd never been shy about fawning over the boys in class when they were shirtless, and it's good to see that doesn't change, even when she's naked. Giving her more to enjoy, you lean over her and start your process.
Seizing opportunity, you force Yang's arms up and over the bedpost, locking them in place with the belt. With you pinning down her waist, she was pretty much yours to control without much argument. Next time, you'll have to bring in some better restraints; you figure Blake's ribbons might do, though now you're imagining tying the two of them up together, completely naked~
Now that Yang was settled and staring up and you, eager to get on with things, you lean over her and begin your assault on her body. Starting faster to sate Yang's lust, you draw your hands over her magnificent curves, taking large handfuls of her soft skin in your fingers. Her stomach was the perfect amount of firm, her well-developed muscles hard, but the skin still pale and soft. Rounding her hips was a joy, as they were wide and round, framing her lower body as an hourglass with her thin waist.
And of course, there were Yang's breasts.
Yang's chest was massive, her DDDs jiggling as she swayed on the bed. Yang giggles as you take gleeful pleasure in massaging them, taking the large, squeezable breasts in each hand and feeling just how soft they were. How Yang managed to contain them on a daily basis astounded you, especially considering how she rarely wore tops that fit. As a joke, you squish her breasts and make an appropriate honking noise, to which Yang laughs; you feel it's important to be able to keep things grounded, even as you're intimate, and you're glad Yang responds positively. She's pretty used to making her own jokes about her bust, and you enjoy having the opportunity to make your own while holding them.
Now, the fun begins. Yang was sufficiently turned on from a few light touches, but now you start really trying to please her, starting by playing with her nipples. In between cupping her breasts, you flick and twist them, eliciting all manner of positive feedback from Yang. Leaning further forward, you look deeply at Yang's face as she bites her lip, trying to not give the satisfaction of her moans just yet; she wanted you to work for it.
"T-that all you got?" Yang asks, barely managing to keep her face straight through her red cheeks. She wasn't asking so much as daring you to go further.
Tempting fate, you begin a little pain play. You thrust your hips against Yang's, forcing her legs further apart. You twist her nipple a tiny bit further than you would go with Weiss or Blake. You push down on her shoulder enough to cause a noticeable divet in the bed. You entertain the idea of pulling Yang's hair before remembering how much you enjoy living. Maybe you'll be brave enough one day, but for now, you unbutton your pants and kick off your shoes and socks.
Yang purrs as you lower your pants and reveal a straining erection. Not wanting to keep her waiting, you lower your shorts and release your throbbing manhood. You look down at a woman who KNOWS she's about to get some and grin.
Once again, you do what you always do. Yang's breath hitches as she realizes her pleasure wasn't from your cock entering her. She manages a, "No fair~" as she experiences your Semblance; fair or not, your ability caresses her body and covers every inch of her skin. Unable to prepare for the feeling of thousands of tiny fingers spreading her apart, Yang holds on to her pride far better than any of the others did; she really was experienced, only wanting to release with full-on penetration.
As such, you penetrate. Entering Yang is made easy by your Semblance, along with the foreplay. Her proud defiance begins to fade as you take her by the waist and restraint and thrust. Unable and unwillingly to fight back, Yang's body is forced back as you push forward, her limited room causing you to enter her deeply while reminding her of her restraints. Even so, she refuses to give you the satisfaction of making her lose control.
Doing your best to hold out, you alternate thrusts as you penetrate Yang, trying to break her. You go rough, gripping her hip and jerking her arms back, both actions she seems to love if her stifled grunts are any indicator.
As you near the end of your will, Yang looks up with perverted lust in her eyes and demands, "Slap me!" You slow for only a moment before remembering who you were dealing with. Your ears are met with a satisfying smack as your palm meets Yang's cheek. "Come on! You can go harder! I can take it, Honey!" Yang's eyes flash red as her passion truly blazes.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
"N-now! Now now now!" Yang forces out, her face looking like it was about to burst. You take the hint and let your body release into her, flooding her insides with your seed. "Uuunf~" she groans as her back arches, her eyes scarlet. As her back falls back down to the end, she lets out a satisfied, "Ohohoo yesss…"
Drained of most of your immediately accessible energy, you remove your shaft from inside of Yang and step back. You admire Yang's naked body, glistening with sweat and almost completely limp as she lets her body recover. God damn, does she have an amazing body; you feel it's almost an insult she's not allowed to let others gawk at her naked. She deserved admiration and lust from as many as possible, but you guess four pairs of eyes and hands would be the only ones allowed to stare and touch.
"God, I needed that…" Yang says, flexing her wrists. She threatens to snap your belt, but asks, "Mind untying me? I respect the effort and love the idea, but a belt ain't gonna cut it next time. I need to be held back by something I can't just snap out of."
"I'll look into borrowing Blake's ribbons." You undo Yang's mediocre restraints, freeing her. She sits up and pats the bed next to her. You join her, and she leans her head on your shoulder. "They ought to be strong enough and flexible enough."
"Oh, you wanna see flexible now?" Yang teases. "I can show you flexible~" She draws a finger down your chest.
You wish your erection wasn't drained so Yang's words would encourage it to rise.
"God, please do,"
"Another time. I'm a master, you know~"
"Of course you are. Of course you are."
"I'm always full of surprises."
"Like enjoying getting tied up?"
"Hey, that's a surprise to me, too. But… I'm not gonna lie, I loved it! Sometimes I wanna kick ass and bench 300 pounds, and I guess sometimes I want to be tied to a bedpost and not be able to move."
You mime jacking yourself off, much like Yang did when you complimented her after your one-sided spar. "Sploosh."
"Just don't get it in my hair, Honey~"
You NEED to look into proper restraint techniques. You can NEVER allow yourself to pass up the opportunity to tie up Yang Xiao Long and properly leave her at your mercy.