Wow, was Yang amazing. Aside from the obvious, she was just… so much. She was hot, she was strong, she was funny, she was a lot.
But the real best thing about Yang?
It was her ability to switch everything at a moment's notice.
In an instant, Yang could go from a pun spouting bundle of laughs to a serious mother-like figure, a smack-talking punch queen to a soft-spoken girly girl, a hardcore party girl to a gleefully childish gamer, a boisterous bruiser that commanded the room to a subservient sub awaiting her fate. She was a constant dichotomy of personalities, yet all were distinctly her. You've seen a lot of her sides, and you enjoy all of them.
One shade of Yang you hadn't seen very often, though, was aforementioned girly girl. Usually, she was sexy and knew it, claiming attention she knew she deserved. If not, she defaulted to a mix of pun machine and punch queen. Today, though, you are on a date with her.
A solo date, you should specify.
Though you've known her for a while and have been in a five-way relationship for quite a while, you've actually gone on criminally few dates with Yang. Just Yang. It's mostly all as a group, and while that's enjoyable in its own right, Yang deserved solo attention.
And so, instead of her usual motorcycle jacket or an equally common little black dress, Yang was wearing casual clothes. Of course, they still belonged to Yang Xiao Long, but they were still casual. Today's ensemble was a low cut white sundress coupled with a canary yellow jacket, giving her a warm appearance befitting her sunshine personality. The dress was also incredibly short and showed off her chest, which is also nice. She looked very girly, which was actually quite rare for Yang. As with all of her hidden personalities, it was a welcome change to see her in a different setting.
"I still think Weiss is crazy," Yang says, placing a fry in her mouth. "I don't care how many caviars you stuff into a baguette or whatever it is rich people eat, nothing will EVER compare to Old MacDonald's." She sips from a milkshake. "Fast food is heavennn."
You take a bite of your own dinner. The angelic flavors of heavily industrialized food products permeate across your tongue, filling you with glorious taste sensations only fast food can bring you.
"yeah theyre pretty good i enjoy them a lot" you say, savoring your food.
"Brothers Grimm, I remember the rare times my dad would bring us up here to the city back in the day. Ruby and I would spend the entire car ride bouncing all around waiting for when we got to come here."
"Sounds like a great time. Can't think of too many who would treat Old MacDonald's with that level of reverence."
"You haven't met enough country girls, Honey. THIS–" Yang says, holding up a half-eaten burger, "–is like ambrosia to us. Especially compared to home-cooking from a guy that just doesn't have the talent."
"Note to self, learn how to cook."
Yang waves you off. "Nah, you got me! I can cook circles around my dad. Only thing he has me beat in is tri-tip." She looks off to the side and thinks. "On second thought, learn to cook. Ruby only knows sweets, Blake's palate is either fish or ramen, and Weiss nearly burned Beacon to the ground."
"And after all your lessons?" you tease, thinking back to all those months ago when your… Oh, wow, your first official date with Weiss was you and her baking a cake with Yang (while in reality, she did 90% of the work).
"Not to diminish my accomplishments, but those cooking lessons only really pushed Weiss into arms harder. She didn't pick up any actual kitchen skills." Yang blows a kiss and winks. "You're welcome for that, bee tee dubs. Who knows how long she would have taken if I hadn't been teasing her so much?"
You remember Yang's incessant flirting during your first date with Weiss. Her doing so made Weiss kiss you in order to claim you for herself. Ha. Look where that went. "Thank you for that. I much appreciate the path my life has taken since then."
Yang shines with a beaming smile. "I do my job well. Though, it looks like I fell for my target…s. Targets? Both of you. I'm dating both of you."
"I was aware of this fact," you laugh. "So does that mean you were into both of us at that point? How much of that was part of your sabotage mission?"
"Bruh, I have a crush on like, half our school. Being bi means you have all the options, and when everyone at Beacon is in peak physical shape and knows how to dress, I'm at an all you can eat buffet. Though, before you ask, I have a preference for certain… flavors." She wiggles her eyebrows at you. "This metaphor is falling apart but you know what I mean."
"So a yes, then?"
"Yeah, totally. You two were freaking adorable and Weiss looks cute as a button in an apron, even if she'll never deserve wearing one."
You grin. "I seem to recall you mentioning fantasizing about wearing an apron. *Just* an apron."
Yang looks down at her nearly finished meal. "Aww, damn. If we weren't literally eating right now, I would 100% suggest we go buy some cake mix and an apron. Your apartment's so close, too! Man, we should have thought ahead."
You suddenly regret bringing up Yang's sexual desires. If only you weren't craving fast food… Though, you get the idea to turn things to your favor. "I dunno, I'm always down for some 'cake,' if you're feeling it." Using your Semblance, you telekinetically squeeze Yang's butt.
Yang jumps, then narrows her eyes. "Oh, you make me want to do things to you~"
"Nothing really stopping us, you know. The apron can always come later."
Yang finishes off her dinner and considers. "I need to burn these calories anyway, and a good sesh ought to do some good. That shower fits two, right?"
Satisfied with where your night was going, you nod. "If it doesn't, I'm not about to say no to squishing up against you in the shower."
"Then we're going to the store and were gonna do something stupid and sexy together."
"I like these things in conjunction." You finish off your food and stand.
You allow Yang to lead you to the nearest grocery store. She instructs you to leave her alone for a few minutes so she can buy whatever she can think of for her stupid/sexy idea. You chill in the toy aisle for a few minutes until Yang comes back with a bag and a blush. You shortly end up at your apartment, tasked with waiting while Yang prepares her little setup. The sound of her giggling from the bedroom piques your interest, getting you excited for what's coming next.
"Come in~" Yang calls. "And make it snappy! This ain't gonna last very long."
You get up from your seat and open the door to the bedroom. You look before you and…
Brothers Fucking Grimm.
Sitting on your bed, resting on a large towel, was Yang Xiao Long. While this was never a bad thing, it was her outfit that really made her stand out. That is, if one considered that an outfit.
Her chest raised, her legs spread, Yang posed seductively, covered only by whipped cream. Perfect white swirls covered both her nipples and mound, providing her with just enough cover to technically not be showing anything. Even still, the blonde wasn't wrong; you can already see her cover start to slide down her body, threatening to expose her and deprive you of the chance to strip her yourself.
"Come on, big boy~" Yang calls to you, beckoning with a finger as she defined, "bedroom eyes."
In an instant, your shirt was gone. Yang selects a firm looking strawberry from her grocery bag of wonders and makes a hell of a show licking the tip. Without words, she instructs you on exactly how she wants to be treated, playing with her fruit before nibbling and sucking on it. Capping it off with a kiss, she passes it between her lips and moans.
"Dessert is served," Yang says, inviting you to partake. She bounces up and down on the bed a bit, adding to the whipped cream imagery by making her milk shake. The movement ripples through her creamy breasts, her skin soft and white like ice cream.
After giving all of your thanks, you step forward and kneel before Yang. She leans back, allowing you to start with the first course of your dessert. Holding her in place, you lick the tip of the whipped cream covering her nipple before cupping over it. Taking the entire serving in your mouth, you start licking up all of the whipped cream, sliding your tongue all around Yang's nipple. Doing as she instructed, you play with her peak, licking and nibbling on it before forming a seal and sucking. Each attack earns you a satisfying moan as Yang leans further back.
You finish Yang's coverage with a kiss, removing the last of the whipped cream covering her breasts. Leaning back, you enjoy the sight of Yang's bare nipple before moving on to the other. You mirror your sweet tooth, playing with and attacking the whipped cream before moving on to her skin. Yang bites her bottom lip, stifling her moans as you playfully bite her nipple, rhythmically licking it at the same time.
With another kiss, you cap off your attack and take a breath. Yang relaxes her posture, her heavy breathing translating to an extra heave in her chest. Almost completely bare, she turns her red face away, embarrassed but asking for more. Adjusting her seat, she opens her legs and invites you to finish dessert.
Fueled by Yang's enthusiastic love of your tongue, you dive in. You're met by the creaminess between Yang's thighs, alongside the whipped cream itself. The flavor melts away as you lick and twist, removing Yang's cover while sending her into spasms. As you reach the end of the dessert and move on to what lay behind, you feel her thighs tighten as you reach the inside of her core.
"Unf~" Yang gasps as you penetrate her. She puts a hand to your head, steering you to ensure you do your job perfectly. You continue your ministrations until you feel her grip loosen and the arm she was using to brace herself gives out. She shivers, then collapses back onto the bed, breathing heavily.
"Ahh…" Yang moans as you stand up. She looks up at you, satisfied and naked. "Give me a minute and you can have seconds~"
"You're enjoying these food metaphors too much."
"Just take off your pants before I start calling your dick a sausage and my hoo ha an apple pie."
You and Yang share a laugh. Even spread out completely naked on a bed, she manages to make light of everything. That was always a facet of her personality that shined. As such, you comply, disrobing completely and exposing your cock, ready for your turn.
You lean over Yang and grab her hips. "You ready to go?"
"No, Honey." Yang looks up from your erection and meets your eyes. She has that grin she gets when she says a bad pun.
"Uhh…" you stumble, wondering what Yang meant. You know she was good to go, and she's really big on making sure everyone is satisfied in a situation like this. It'd be weird for her not to want to do anything.
"No." Yang snickers. "Honey." She withdraws a hand from her shopping bag and presenting you with her next idea. "This is what I really meant by stupid and sexy," she says, brandishing a bear-shaped container. "We're gonna get messy~"
You look at the bottle of honey in Yang's hand. Yeah, that seems fitting. Shame Blake isn't here, otherwise, the Bees could live up to their team name. Oh, well. You'll do without.
You run a hand through Yang's hair, making sure to maneuver through her locks as clean as possible. You plant a kiss on her forehead and take the bottle of honey. You can wait for your turn a little longer. This was an opportunity you don't really want to pass up.
Yang leans back onto the bed, her sultry eyes urging you to begin. Popping open the lid of the bottle, you begin pouring honey over her body. The liquid gold touches her skin and begins cascading down her curves, highlighting her figure and justifying Yang's moniker as the Golden One. She coos as the honey washes over her, inviting you to continue your meal.
After ensuring that her breasts were coated with honey, you lean down and begin licking Yang's body. The taste of her skin mixes with her glaze, filling your tongue with a sweet, buzzing flavor that fit the blonde so well. You start to eat with your hands, caressing Yang's curves and spreading honey everywhere. Ignoring the stickiness, you massage every part of her breasts, licking, teasing, and sucking her skin to taste the candy coating it.
Sliding your fingers downward, you spread more honey across Yang's skin to coat her stomach. Your face was preoccupied lapping at her milky breasts, so you use your fingers to tease lower. Unsure of the safety of honey exploring places it probably shouldn't, you avoid inserting your fingers into Yang again, airing on the side of caution. Judging from Yang's coos and moans, she was happy enough with you massaging her skin sprightly your tongue.
Your fourth turn at sucking Yang's nipple gets interrupted as she places a hand on your cheek. Pausing your action, you allow her to move your head upwards. The blonde brings you in for a deep, sweet-tasting kiss fueled by passion and honey. Yang wraps her hands around you, pulling you right into her skin and clashing her body against yours. Hot and sticky, you feel it's time to get things going. Guided by your Semblance, you push forward until your cock enters Yang's core. She whines with pleasure during your kiss, intent on tasting everything you have up to this point.
You alternating focusing on kissing Yang and thrusting into her as she digs her fingers into your back. Your bodies slide against each other, coating one another in sweet, sweet honey. You continue to hold out until a twist of Yang's nipple sends a rumble throughout her body, urging you to follow. You climax and flow into her as she tightens around you, adding cream to the honey coating her body. You slide out and brace yourself on the bed, thankful a towel caught every bit of mess.
"Sticky." Yang says. "Stupid, sexy, and sticky was what that was."
"And I enjoyed every last bit of it."
"I love you, Honey~"
"And I love you, my little Bumblebee."
"That would be super lame if it wasn't such a cute moment to say it."
"You forget I know what kind of music you like. How'd it go again?" You see Yang start to pout as she recovers fully. "'We can live inside a garden of ecstasy,' was it?"
"You should know another lyric is, 'You can be my queen.' Seeing as the, 'you,' in this scenario is me, y'all better treat me like a goddamn queen if you're gonna use my playlist against me."
"I'll start the shower."
"That's a good start. You can help me wash off all this honey."
"That sounds–"
"–Without using your hands."
"I'll do my best."