Chapter 5

Chapter Notes

Alright everyone, time for the big finish.

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Startled, the hunters turned as one to face the newcomer. Their weapons dropped, just a little, as the white-haired girl stole their attention from their quarry.

In the back of her mind, Weiss cheered. It was Blake's chance. The perfect opening for her to run for it. But Blake didn't move. Didn't even twitch. She simply stood there, eyes wide and full of worry as she stared at Weiss.

Dammit.

"What do you think you're doing?" Weiss asked, her voice tight but level. Furious, she glared around at the hunters, scorn blazing from her eyes as she looked at each and every one of them. "Attacking any Faunus that enters the forest? Are you that desperate for coin that you'd frame some innocent woman for the White Fang's crimes?"

"Please," the tallest one scoffed, nodding his head back at Blake. The others started and moved back into position, their weapons trained again on the Faunus while the tall hunter pulled a mangled roll of parchment from his jerkin.

Grabbing the edges, he pulled it apart, smoothing out the worst of the wrinkles. He turned it around to face Weiss, lips split in a smile that made her skin crawl. "The bounty's not for just any Faunus."

Weiss swallowed as her veins turned to ice. There, on the ripped and wrinkled parchment, was Blake. It wasn't a very good likeness. Whoever drew it made her nose a little too long, her eyes too narrow, too cold. But it was Blake, down to the way her hair framed her face, and the ears that poked out above her long, dark hair.

It was Blake. On a White Fang wanted poster. Her Blake. Under the sketch was her name, written in large, scratchy handwriting Weiss could only just make out. Beneath that sat a list of crimes, distorted from the parchment's creases, but she could still make out the words. Treason was mentioned several times. Theft, robbery, assaulting an officer of the crown …

"So," the tall hunter said, rolling the poster back up and stowing it away. "You mind getting out of our hair? Something 'bout this one tells me she's not gonna come quiet."

The air shrieked as something long and sharp flew by, thudding heavily into a tree scant inches from the lead hunter's head. Hands tightening around their weapons, every head in the clearing turned to look where the arrow had come from, only to find a lone girl in red standing at the top of the hill.

Weiss cursed beneath her breath as Ruby stepped forward, red cloak flapping behind her as she nocked another arrow and aimed it right between the hunter's eyes.

"You touch her," Ruby said, her expression hard as stone. "And it'll be the last thing you do."

"Ruby!" Weiss snapped. The last thing they needed was to set the hunters off. One wrong move, one spooked hunter, and everything would go to hell.

"What? We're not letting them hurt Blake," Ruby said, stubbornness plain in her voice, never taking her eyes off their leader.

It took her a second to notice Weiss hadn't answered. The white-haired girl watched as Ruby's brows furrowed, expecting an agreement from Weiss that never came. Turning just enough to see Weiss out of the corner of her eye, Ruby said "We're not … right?"

Weiss didn't speak. She was aware of Ruby up at the top of the hill, of the hunters with their fingers tightening on swordhilts and axe hafts. But it was Blake who held her attention, standing with her back to the cliff, blade at the ready, her face a mask of worry and regret.

Blake was Fang. Fang. The monsters that murdered her father. The reason their mother had taken them into the woods, away from town, to raise them both in relative safety among the trees.

"Are you still with them?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She kept her head down. She couldn't bear to see Blake right then, to remember those golden eyes staring down at her, the warmth of her chest …

"Weiss, please-" Ruby started, jaw snapped shut as Weiss' eyes met hers, malevolent glare cutting off whatever else she'd been about to say.

Heart racing, Weiss looked over at the Faunus she'd … she'd …. She shook her head and grit her teeth, fighting to hold back the tears that threatened to stream from her eyes.

"Are you still with the White Fang?"

Finally, Blake met her eyes. She looked tired. More tired that Weiss had ever seen her. "No. I left them long before we met."

Weiss swallowed. There it was. Admission. The thing was, if Blake had said she wasn't Fang, that this was all some horrible mistake … she probably would have believed her.

"Weiss, I stole from a few nobles who were taxing their people too heavily. That's all. That's what the Fang was supposed to be – something to protect the Faunus who couldn't help themselves. I never attacked anyone who wasn't actively hurting someone else." Blake held her gaze, yellow-gold pools begging for her to understand. "Please believe me."

Weiss said nothing as she drew her blade. The scrape of metal on metal filled the clearing and for a split second, all eye were on her. Holding the rapier by her side, Weiss stepped forward, her boots snapping twigs beneath her feet as she slowly made her way past the ring of hunters. No one tried to stop her – everyone was waiting for the fight to start, for someone else to make the first move, eyes darting from Ruby's arrow to Blake's sword.

Weiss came to a halt just within arm's reach of her lover. Blake made no move to defend herself. She just stood there, watching, waiting, as Weiss stared up at her, blade in hand.

It's not fair, Weiss thought, staring up at her. That she can be this and still make me feel so …

Closing her eyes, Weiss took a breath and tightened her grip on her sword.

With one graceful move, she turned, her blade pointed straight at the hunter's chest.

"You want her, you go through me," Weiss growled, her voice low. "I doubt you'll survive the experience."

Weiss swore she could hear the tension bleed from Ruby, even all the way from the top of the hill. She couldn't risk looking back to see what reaction Blake had. It was far too dangerous with four armed hunters surrounding them.

"Cute," the tall one growled, spinning his mace in little circles. "Look, she's White Fang. There is a very nice bounty on her head and we plan to collect."

"Even when she's innocent?" Ruby said, not even a hint of doubt in her voice.

"Please. She's White Fang. It's stupid to think she wasn't part of their attacks," the hunter shrugged. "And even if she wasn't, I'll bet the sheriff will be mighty happy to get his hands on some Faunus bitch who could name names."

"Too bad," Weiss said, her voice emotionless, eyes locked on the leader's throat. "I believe her. And you're not taking her."

The leader met her eyes and held them. For a second, they stared each other down, looking for some sign of weakness, some crack they could exploit in the other's defenses. Half of Weiss' mind was guessing which way the attack would come, and the rest was already planning her counterattack. And if the man facing her had any training at all, he was probably doing the same – taking her smaller size into account, figuring ways to close the distance and put her in a position where sheer strength would decide the victor.

Then, just as suddenly, he relaxed. Completely relaxed, his weapon hanging loosely from his side.

"Alright," he nodded. "Come on boys."

He had just turned away when he moved, his arm blurring as he brought the mace around and down, a swinging arc of steel aimed right at Weiss' head.

The field erupted into chaos. Weiss ducked beneath the first swing and tried to thrust for his arm, only to have the hunter knock her blade aside with his gauntlet. Ruby's bow sang, followed by the thwip of an arrow and the shriek of a man with a pointed barb now lodged in his knee. The two other standing hunters went for Blake, swords slashing down, steel meeting steel and scabbard as Blake parried them aside. Weiss barely noticed, her focus on the large man before her and the mace swinging through the air.

She feinted left, spinning away just in time as he swiped at her, taking advantage of his follow-through to close the distance, her blade pulled in alongside her body.

"This is for attacking me and my sister." Weiss slammed the butt of her rapier into the hunter's forehead, the rounded pommel denting the man's nose.

The hunter gasped and staggered backwards, one hand clutched over his broken nose, blood trickling through his fingers and down his arm. Snarling, he swung, slamming his mace into the ground and kicking dirt and rocks up into the air. Weiss jumped back, immediately on the defensive. He was bigger and faster than her – it was all she could do just to dodge as he flailed about. His mace cracked into a nearby tree, shooting splinters into her arm, before coming down in an arcing blow towards her head.

"This is for pissing me off." Dodging his wild swipe, she brought her blade around and down, carving down the length of his arm. Knocking the mace aside, she drove her point deep into his shoulder, leaving him pinned against the tree he'd smashed. Pulling back her free hand, she clocked him in the jaw, watching his head snap to the side as her knuckles collided with his face.

"And that's for calling my girlfriend a bitch."

Shaking her aching hand, she yanked the tip free of the wood, leaving the idiot to slump to the forest floor.

Breath coming in short, hard gasps, she looked around, ready to leap to Blake's defense … and found she didn't need to. The one Ruby had shot was on the ground, clutching his wounded leg and moaning. The other two sat in the dirt, gulping as they stared up at the sword and scabbard currently pressed feather-light against their throats.

"Blake?"

"I'm fine Weiss," the Faunus said, not taking her eyes off her captives. "Are you alright?"

Weiss managed a nod, still a little out of breath. Gathering herself together, she moved to stand by Blake, watching as the Faunus leaned down to look the two hunters in the eye.

"Get him out of here. And if I see any of you in this forest again, or anyone comes looking for us, it will not go well for you."

Nodding quickly, the two hunters grabbed their injured fellows and started back down the forest path, limping around the corner and out of sight.

Blake sagged slightly once the four were gone from sight. Sheathing her blade, she turned back to the two sisters, gratitude and relief plain on her face. "Thank you both, I-"

Blake never got to finish thanking them. The red-and-black ball of energy tackling her to the ground cut her off, ending in a tangle of arms as Ruby hugged Blake tighter than she'd ever been hugged before.

A bright, happy sound filled the clearing, and Blake looked up to find Weiss standing over them, one hand covering her mouth as she laughed.

One hand wrapped around Ruby's shoulders as Blake reached for Weiss. "Thank you for coming for me."

"Always," Weiss blushed and nearly scowled, but the smile trying to escape ruined any attempt to hide how relieved seeing Blake had made her. Grabbing Ruby's other arm, Weiss helped them both to their feet, before twining her hand in Blake's, her small hand nearly crushing Blake's with how tight she was squeezing. Then Weiss looked up into her eyes and leaned her head against the Faunus' arm.

"Let's go home."

With Blake in tow, the sisters returned to their cottage in the woods. Blake was welcomed with open arms, and spent the next few days finding ways to make up for her absence. In the end, all four lived happily ever after. Weiss and Ruby Rose married Blake, and spent their lives in the blissful embrace of the forest. Their mother lived happily near her children for many years, and every year the four would gather around her cottage to see the rose bushes, and admire the most beautiful roses they had ever seen, both white and red.

But while this would be a fine place to end our tale, let's have one last romp, for old times' sake.


Blake could hear her heart pounding at the thought of what they were about to do. Both of her wives snuggled closely against her sides didn't help matters, nor did Ruby's wandering hands and their tendency to linger on the Faunus' thighs.

"Last time, I promise," Blake said, running her hand through Weiss' tresses. "You're sure about this?"

Weiss nodded. "I know exactly what I want. And I'm ready, if you are."

"And you, Ruby?"

The red-headed woman shook her unruly bob. "Not for a little bit. We thought one of us with child was enough to deal with."

One hand on each of her shoulders, Weiss and Ruby pushed Blake down onto the bed. Letting the two sisters lead, Blake sat on the bedspread, completely at their mercy as the sisters slid her arms out of her jerkin. With only a minor blush, Weiss pressed her lips to Blake's, before kissing her way down along the Faunus' jaw. Then her collarbone, and before Blake knew it, Weiss was working the laces of her shirt while Ruby started undoing Blake's belt. Only then did she realize what Ruby kneeling at her feet was doing to her. With no chance of hiding it, Blake bit her lip and waited, fingers gripped the bedding as the two women reached for her breeches.

Weiss made quick work of her laces before yanking the pants down, embarrassment already showing on her cheeks as she shot a scowl up at Blake. Unwilling to wait, Ruby pushed forward the second Blake's member sprang up, no longer trapped against her leg.

"Oh gods," Blake groaned as Ruby's mouth enveloped her. She was warm and wet and felt like heaven, her tongue swirling around the head as she took more of Blake's cock.

"Slow down, Ruby. You're too much for her." Looking only a little put-out, Weiss joined Ruby between Blake's legs, pressing her lips to the base of her shaft and running her tongue up the side. And the second Ruby pulled away, Weiss was there, pulling Blake into her mouth, kissing her tip and running her tongue beneath the head.

Gods above, they were amazing. Unable to stop her leg from twitching, Blake reached out and ran a hand shakily through Weiss' hair, pushing a few strands out of her face as that devilish tongue twirled around her. Ruby was quick to take Weiss' place, running her tongue up and down the length of Blake's shaft.

Gritting her teeth, Blake held onto the bedding for dear life and tried to think of anything other than finishing inside Weiss' glorious mouth. She had known she wouldn't last long. But she hadn't expected the double treatment from both her lovers, or Ruby's tongue bathing her shaft while Weiss dipped lower and lower down her cock. Then Weiss managed the rest of the way, her lips pressing against the base, and Blake fell over the edge.

Nearly anyway. Just before she felt the need to cum, a hand squeezed the base of her length. It wasn't painful, just tight enough to get her attention while Weiss pulled herself up off of Blake.

"Not today," Ruby said, kissing the side of Blake's neck as Weiss wiped her lips. "Can't let it go to waste."

Wordlessly, Weiss climbed up into Blake's lap, gazing lovingly down at her as she ground her hips against Blake, leaving her so hard it almost hurt. Ruby slid into place behind Blake, mouth loving the side of the Faunus' neck as her hands wandered teasingly over her skin. It was overwhelming – Weiss atop her, Ruby at her back. The older sister leaned in, rising onto her knees so she could look down at Blake for once. She took Blake's chin in her hand, pulling the awed Faunus up into a kiss, surrounding and bathing Blake in her warmth. Then hands slid around her sides as Ruby pressed against her back. Blake felt the swell of Ruby's breasts against her back, just as Ruby's hands came up to cup her own, stroking and lifting, thumbs swirling around Blake's nipples.

Blake tried to sit still, tried not to buck, tried to ignore the stiffness in her groin, the painfully hard dick screaming to slide into the gorgeous woman straddling her. She half-succeeded, hands gripping the bedsheets to keep from grabbing Weiss' hips and yanking her down into place. But the look Weiss gave her when she pulled away made it clear she knew exactly how turned on Blake was.

"I love you," Weiss said softly, mouth closing on Blake's before she could reply. Ruby's hands closed around her breasts, kneading gently as Weiss lowered herself onto Blake's dick.

Whimpering under her breath, Blake ground her teeth and desperately tried to keep control. Weiss felt amazing, squeezing down on her with a hunger she would never admit to. She would release as she slid down until Blake was hilted inside her, only to tense every muscle she could as she slowly, achingly pushed herself back up. Blake's hands snapped down, pulling Weiss closer and slipping her fingers between them. She'd already been on the edge from before, and with Weiss around her, every thrust was another crack in what little control she had left.

Weiss moaned into her mouth as Blake's fingers swirled around her clit, changing the angle of her hips so each thrust dragged Blake's cock against her insides, making her whine with every push of her hips.

"You can go rougher," Ruby whispered, hands never leaving their place atop Blake's breasts, Ruby's own breasts rubbing distractingly against the muscles of her back. "She's just too embarrassed to ask."

Ice-blue eyes glowered at the red-haired girl, and Weiss opened her mouth to say something … just as Blake grabbed her hips and slammed her down, hard. Words vanished, consumed by a long, piercing cry, followed by several more as Blake dragged Weiss along her cock, as hard and fast as she could manage. The cries died as Weiss desperately pressed her lips to Blake's, whines rising until Blake slammed her down one last time and every muscle in her body tensed.

"Blake!" she cried, wrapping her arms around Blake shoulders as she rode her as hard and fast as she could, legs giving out beneath her and she came. The feeling of Weiss convulsing around her was too much, and Blake finally broke, finishing inside and collapsing back onto the bed, Weiss still clinging tightly to her chest.

Panting, Blake looked up at the woman lying bonelessly against her. Weiss' hair was a mess, hanging down in front of her face in messy waves. Bringing up her hands, Blake swept the pale strands out of her wife's face, pulling her up into a kiss.

They stayed like that for a moment, warm and happy, bound together and completely unwilling to move. Then Blake felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up, she found Ruby standing by the side of the bed, a mug of tea clutched in her hand.

"When you're ready," she smiled, and helped Blake up so she could drink.

"Was that what I think it was?"

Ruby shrugged, shooting Blake a smile. "Just a little something to keep you going. We need to make sure it took for Weiss. And," she purred leaning in and pulling Blake into a kiss. "I'm not letting you neglect me tonight either."

By the end of the night, Blake was completely and utterly exhausted. She took Ruby next, bent over the smaller woman, pounding into her while Weiss recovered on the bed. Then it was Weiss' turn, pressed down into the bed, her wrists pinned above her head. Ruby never let Blake forget she was there, and any time she wasn't beneath her, or riding her for everything she had, Ruby was kissing her neck, her breasts, hands sneaking down between her legs to toy with the base of her cock. And any time Ruby had her turn, and was perched atop Blake's member, Weiss was on her mouth, covering it with kisses and moaning as Blake's fingers slid between her thighs.

Finally, after many hours, the three collapses on their bridal bed, exhausted, unconscious, and completely, entirely sated. And of course, as in all the best fairy tales, they lived happily ever after.

The End.

Chapter End Notes

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