Good news! My hours were cut at my job! Now, instead of working 64 hours a week, I only work 58 hours a week! I have so much free time now!
I felt a bit thirsty, so I decided to continue Weiss' war against the Quartermaster.
I do not own Strike Witches. I have not seen the anime, nor have I read the manga. From what I can tell of the doujins I have read, it is about lolis who use magic to turn into futanari demi-furry quasi-lesbians and subsequently get kidnapped and raped into submission by yuri ship-girls.
Or was that Kantai-collection? I don't know. Parody yuri-trash all looks the same to me. Is it racist to say that?
God, I suck as a human
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"W-Weiss?" Ruby asked tentatively.
"What is it Ruby?" Weiss was sliding a pale blue one-piece school swimsuit up her bare legs one at a time in the counselors' cabin. Using her glyphs keep her balance, she straightened her right leg while keeping her left leg bent, toes pointed toward the her head flexibly positioned level with her knees as she bent over one-legged, pulling the right leg of the suit to her milky mid-thigh. With her ponytail draped down, curling on the floor, her head lowered, her left foot and bare backside raised, she resembled an ivory swan, drinking from a magical circle in a mystic pool.
"I-I-um, well, I was just wondering if well...you were feeling okay after drinking that...that..." Ruby's breath caught as Weiss straightened up, peeling her swimsuit up to her chest, all the while keeping her back and legs straight. Threads of gossamer hair flew about like a snowy halo, lightly brushing Ruby's lips before finally settling on Weiss' bare shoulders.
"Weiss? I know I was trying to motivate you earlier, but I feel like this is a really bad idea..."
"Of course not. The first step in the Schnee method for hostile takeover is to requisition the enemy's resources and make them your own. According to our intelligence that you gathered from the campers, the Quartermaster creature gains strength from this solution." Weiss held up a steaming, sparking, shivering, smoking flask with a crude image of a skull on the front.
Ruby fidgeted nervously. "That...doesn't seem like a universally apply-applicap-applicapliable method, I mean, come on, Weiss, you have to realize that some things just don't work for every situation! We can find a less dangerous solution to defeat the bad guy, one that doesn't involve putting the life of the people I love in danger!"
Weiss hesitated. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe the intelligence was compromised in some way.
Then she remembered how the quartermaster had sabotaged her chemistry lesson. Ruby had been relying on Weiss after the whole debacle earlier. And because of that disgusting, dirty... man?... Weiss Schnee had failed in her vows to support Ruby in sickness and in health.
It was Weiss' duty to obtain the power to make up for any failures on her part. With solemn determination, she choked down the sticky, foul, bitter liquid for the sake of her bosom friend. Visions flashed before Weiss' eyes, and tears streamed down her face as her knees buckled to the ground beneath her while she coughed. Steam formed from her breath, partially obscuring her flushed, slightly blissful expression. As her head tilted in the direction of her ponytail, a line of drool started to form from the left corner of her relaxed mouth.
"-Weiss. Weiss. HEY WEISS!"
"...Ruby. Let's get the campers wet."
"Ruby...we are going swimming, to take the campers to fight underwater Grimm." Weiss wobbled back and forth, still under the influence of whatever substance had been in the Quartermaster's flask.
Ruby pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. She knew Weiss was just trying to help, and in all honesty, she really appreciated it. Sometimes though, Weiss could go at so hard that it started to chafe. At Ruby's patience. By now, the heiress needed to be put back in her place, regardless of how good her intentions were.
"Two things Weiss. First, I don't have a swimsuit. I just have this T-shirt and these shorts, which aren't even mine. Second, how will any of this help the campers? None of them seem in any condition to fight Grimm, except maybe that Nikki gir-EeyEEEAAGH!." Thunk. Somehow, Weiss had tripped into Ruby such that Weiss' head and hands slipped up Ruby's shirt. As Ruby landed on her back, her shirt held Weiss' face securely to her chest, while Weiss' thumbs trailed around her sensitive areas.
"Weiss! Get out of there! Your teeth are digging into me!" Ruby pushed Weiss out of her shirt. Gasping, Weiss fell into a sitting/kneeling position where she sat on Ruby's right knee, Ruby's left thigh was sandwiched between Weiss' shins, and Weiss' right knee was lodged firmly into Ruby's groin.
"I see," Weiss said thoughtfully. "I suppose it wouldn't be wholesome for you to swim without a shirt, seeing as you lack a brassiere or any top undergarments. You may swim in your shirt, but it would be highly indecent of you to swim in those short's like a boy would. As a lady and as my partner, it will be fine if you take those off to swim in your bottom undergarments. Let's get these boots off of you first."
As Weiss extended her left leg underneath Ruby, her toe caught on the back of Ruby's shirt, bringing it up past her belly button, the one that her dad promised not to let any boys see, exposing it via her partner's intimate contact. As her shirt continued to bunch up, nearly revealing her breasts, her shorts started bunching up too as Weiss' knee rubbed up between her buttocks.
"WeiISSS!" Weiss grabbed Ruby's right leg and lifted it over her shoulder. As Weiss extended her right foot across the front of Ruby's body, it slid in between Ruby's breasts and up her shirt, through the neck hole like it was meant to fit there all along. As Weiss' toes caught in Ruby's mouth, she was surprised to find the taste not unpalatable, but rather like five teaspoons of pure driven snow, each with a mint leaf on them.
As Weiss slid her bottom down against the inside of Ruby's left thigh, the thin veneer of her swimsuit started to bunch up and wedge itself into her, as sweat and other juices squeezed out of her body.
"This just won't come...off!" Weiss grunted while attempting to pull off Ruby's right boot. In an attempt to gain more leverage, Weiss slid deeper into the fork of Ruby's legs, while bringing one arm down Ruby's leg in order to push the boot and Ruby apart. As her hand trailed across Ruby's milky skin, it slid up the leg of her shorts; by this time, Weiss' constant scooting down Ruby's thighs had resulted in Ruby's shirt inside out and covering her face, leaving her torso completely exposed.
"Just a little further..." Weiss pressed onward, further up the leg of Ruby's shorts until she found a solid handhold. "Got you! Now to just push off this foothold from here... wait where did you go?" All that remained of Ruby was a handful of damp rose petals in Weiss' clenched hand and a shirt haphazardly discarded on the floor. "Ruby-WAAH!"
Ruby tackled Weiss to the ground, silver eyes gleaming. "Weiss, that thing that you drank is making you act strange." Tears glistened in Ruby's eyes as she pressed her topless body against her partner's swimsuit while pinning her arms to the floor. "But now, I'm going to use my semblance to help you metabolize whatever you drank."
"What? Rub-" A dumbfounded Weiss found her lips pressed against Ruby's, as the shorter girl forced her tongue past the heiress' lips. With superhuman speed, Ruby's tongue tip traced Weiss' teeth before pressing against the inside of her cheek's in rhythmic cycles. As Weiss' own tongue was drawn into Ruby's own mouth, her aura broke, sending fireworks shooting within her eyes. Sweat and tears running down her face, Weiss' entire body arched backwards in an unnatural feeling that brought a supernatural calm over her as all the muscles in her body suddenly relaxed.
Blinking, she found herself looking up at her smiling partner, acutely aware of the fact that Ruby was half naked and...pressed up against her. Weiss also became aware of how much her swimwear was digging into her body. "R-Ruby?" stuttered Weiss. "What, I mean how, ahem," clearing her throat, Weiss put on a serious face, despite the rose in her cheeks. "Ruby, what was that? Why did you kiss me like that, the way you...I mean to say, so intensely...AHEM! Yes, why did you just kiss me Ruby?"
Ruby cocked her head to the side, a bit confused and a bit amused. "Silly Weiss," she said, booping the tip of her partner's nose. "I just accelerated your metabolism by stimulating the part under your tongue that goes straight to your heart." Ruby playfully tweaked the area between her partner's bosom. "Kissing is what makes babies between boys and girls. Everybody knows that. But we're both girls, so that makes it okay!"
Is it really okay for her to think that? Weiss' face betrayed her thoughts as Ruby continued. "Besides, Yang and I used to do this all the time back in Patch!"
Weiss started and shouted "Yang did WHAT!"
Seemingly oblivious to Weiss' outburst, Ruby elaborated. "Sometimes when she came home late and didn't want dad to know she had been drinking, she would have me accelerate her metabolism while she cleaned up in the shower. But she said it was fine since she wasn't a boy (because that's how you make babies) and because we both loved each other. So, it was perfectly wholesome for the two of us to be in the shower together while I cleaned the inside of her mouth."
Deep breaths Weiss. Deep breaths. What would Winter do in this sort of situation? Weiss opened her mouth to speak, hoping that her intentions would get through to her half-naked partner (who was still straddling her! Why!). "Ruby," Weiss carefully chose her words, "It is true that you shouldn't be doing that with boys, and yes, if you love somebody enough there may be circumstances in which it is not inappropriate for you to touch another person's lips with your...own...lips...ahem, your own lips and even on occasion make use of your tongue.
"That said, Yang is a big girl and needs to learn from her own mistakes. She will not be able to grow as a productive member of society if she continues to depend upon her younger sister. Furthermore, the person who Yang should rely on to back her up when she gets in trouble should not be you; it should be Blake, as she is her partner."
A thoughtful expression crossed Ruby's face. "So, since you are my partner, we are both girls, and we both love each other a lot, it is okay for our lips to touch like this?"
Weiss tried to scoot backward, but with her aura broken, she was left too weak to resist. "Wait, wha-MMmmmh..." In contrast to the violent penetration Weiss felt last time, Ruby's lips gently pressed against her own. As Ruby suckled Weiss' upper and lower lips separately, she felt her mouth open willingly, inviting the smaller inside. This time however, instead of forcing her tongue in, Ruby teasingly flicked it slowly back and forth along the entrance to Weiss' mouth. Weiss squirmed in frustration as she felt her own tongue rising to meet that elusive cherry prize, until before she knew it, she was reaching as far as she could past Ruby's own lips. When did I wrap my arms around her...hips? Yes, those are just her hips. And this is just something friends do...right. This is just skinship. It is perfectly normal and wholesome among girls who are friends. There is nothing sexual or indecent in what we are doing. Weiss' hands squeezed and spread Ruby's "hips."
Right, nothing indecent at all...uh-oh. Ruby was smiling wickedly with her eyes. Clamping down on Weiss' outstretched tongue with her lips, Ruby slowly started tracing the tip of Weiss' tongue in a circular motion. Due to having her aura broken from Ruby metabolizing the Quartermaster's drink from her system earlier, Weiss was helpless to resist as Ruby held Weiss' tongue captive, refusing to release it. The way the diminutive girl moved her tongue agonizingly slow, prompting a whimper from the helpless heiress.
Breaking the...not kiss...Ruby sat up and fidgeted nervously. "I mean, that was fine, wasn't it Weiss? It-it wasn't weird for us to do that or inappropriate or bad or inappropriate or bad, or you know, not good, because that's like the opposite of bad, are you okay Weiss? I think you're okay, now that you've caught your breath you are looking at me funny and I'm nervous that I did something I can't take back that I shouldn't have and I think I'm just going to stop talking now." Ruby stilled herself as Weiss deliberately held her gaze.
"Ruby," Weiss said, "you're fine. You have nothing to feel bad about." Ruby's eyes lit up. "Just-just don't do this with anybody else, okay?"
Ruby shuddered with relief. "Oh, don't worry Weiss. Since you're my partner I'll only do this with you from now on. So now," Ruby pulled Weiss to her feet and supported Weiss' unsteady balance with her topless body, "just like my sophisticated noble partner suggested earlier: we are going to take the campers to the lake to get them wet."
Outside the door, Nikki had a strange expression of satisfaction mixed with despair, while Max and Neil looked very nearly shell shocked.
"The hell, man?" Neil whispered. "The fucking hell?" Max echoed. "Why won't Ruby to give me a tongue lashing too?" moaned Nikki.
Both Max and Neil face-palmed simultaneously.
I finally publish again, fellow yurifags. In this chapter, I wanted to see how far exactly I could take it without it technically being...you know. I try and play up Ruby's naivete and Weiss' ability to rationalize in order to see how far things go. I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors, but I take comfort in the fact that there is no way I have as many errors as Coeur Al'Aran has had recently. Coeur, in the rare event you get a chance to read this, step it up a bit with the proofreading. I know you come from the foreign country of Britannia, but if you are going to come to FanFiction, you should learn to speak American.
LOL. I'm just joking. You're still my favorite least edgy edgelord Coeur.
See you all later! Like, when Rick and Morty season 7 episode 6 and 9/32 comes out! Oohhee! I guess the best way to find an update from me is to follow Camp White Rose and JonathanSerpico. Look below the story and you should see what I'm talking about.
I may or may not be planning sometime in the future a pure lemon 3-way between Hazel, Lie Ren, and Nora entitled:
"I just need him to GO DOWN ON US!"
Or, I might never get around to that. Maybe if they cut my hours down to 50 a week, then I'll do it. Either way, I think Ren and Nora tag-team dominating Hazel is a hilarious pairing, with Hazel being utterly confused, Ren rolling his eyes and using his semblance to increase his stamina, and Nora enthusiastically coordinating various positions involving the three of them together.
