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"I don't care how you do it. Spread these things around, stamp them on people, then keep them around."

"Be it children, elderly and or adults. Stamp them all. Until you are out of fucking ink." Sable coldly orders her confused and pale people as she passed around dozens upon dozens of small stamps with a dark violet Vale Festival symbol on it.

She had bought a hundred of her best people with her to Atlas, to accomplish this mission given to her by her father.

While Salem's people and lackey bough over two hundred of them.

And Sable had to admit… The ones the weird fucker bought were good.

She recognized quite a few of 'em. Infamous criminals recently broken out of jail, a few rogue mercenaries, and some vicious infamous bandits.

They had come very well prepared too.

Bombs, weapons, vehicles… It made her nervous.

Whoever this Salem was, she has connections, and power.

Far beyond what her father could ever hope to have.

And to make things worse, the one leading Salem's people was the psychopath Tyrian Callows.

Possibly one of the worst serial killers this world has seen.

Just what the fuck do they want to accomplish with all this power?

Sable shakes away those thoughts and turn to her right hand-man. "Ferdinand, keep everyone working. Have them spread all over Minstral to spread the Stamps." He knows what her Semblance does, so he knows how important this is.

They need a distraction, chaos, and the bombing won't be enough.

But with her Semblance thrown into the mix, then everything will be easier.

With the immense chaos spread around by their actions, Tyrian should be able to do whatever he's supposed to do.

But he doesn't worry her too much.

It's the enormous fucker covered by a massive cape that terrifies her.

Her well trained senses just scream at her even by just looking at that damn thing.

Whoever that bastard is, he gives her the chills, and she wasn't going to even approach him.

Ferdinand nods as he crosses his massive arms, looking quite like the generic bald, muscular and huge bandit with a scar over his right eye. "And keep an eye out for Raven and Qrow. They're around here, I just know it." Ferdinand gives her a frown.

"You plan on meeting them?" He questions, and she gives him a lazy smirk.

"What's wrong? Can't a sister meet her siblings?"

XxXxXx

So the cat girl turned to indeed be Kali.

And man, I already love the fuck outta her!

"I'd eat sushi off that booty, I swear to the fucking Brother Gods."

"Raven!" My whole team all but screeches at me, faces all but nuclear red and steaming while Qrow was busy wheezing on the floor.

The rest of his team was merely enjoying the flirting show and the ensuing chaos.

Kali's thrilled grin doesn't even falter a bit, but the slight flush on her cheeks does grow darker as she pops a piece of salmon sushi in her mouth.

Her chin drops on her palm as she slowly chews and hums, eyes running me up and down, but focusing mostly on my tits.

She swallows, pops her mouth, then slowly licks her lips. "I'd lick soy sauce off your tits for hours." I swear to God I'm gonna mating press this woman into next week.

"Just lick?" I raise a brow and smirk, then grab a small tuna slice and rest it on my visible cleavage. "Why not bite too?" I offer with a wiggle of my brows.

Kali outright purrs while the others whine in shame and embarrassment.

"Since you're offering~!" Her throaty purr is the sexiest sound in existence right now, and I bite down on my lower lip as she leans forward, opens her mouth wide-

And bites down on my right breast, then slowly scrapes her teeth in a very pleasurable way across my flesh until she scoops up the small piece of Tuna for herself.

She pulls back with another throaty purr and slowly chews while I gape, mostly out of sheer fucking arousal.

Niagara Falls got nothing on me right now…

Kali pops her lips again and gives me a sensual smirk. "Tastes so much better than the others…" I gulp.

Heavily.

I swear I am not drooling.

Maybe just a little.

"I'll put one on my p-"

"RAVEN!" Summer's screech reaches a new peek, her face so red that I swear the air around it was warping from the heat.

Heh.

"Yes, honey?" I ask her in a very sweet voice while blowing a kiss towards her.

A sound akin to a boiling tea-kettle is forced out of her throat as she drops back down on her seat.

Winter speaks up next, not as red as Summer, but still quite flushed up in embarrassment. "Please, no more public indecency." She all but begs lowly.

I blink, then look around at the rest of the restaurant and the people sitting at the table.

Nearly everyone turns away the moment I meet their eyes, but it doesn't stop me from seeing their red faces.

Hell, even the waiters were red in the face and looked quite awkward.

I snort. "Pfft… Pussies." A waiter at the other side of the restaurant chokes and trips at that.

But I soon shake my head with a sigh and cross my arms. "Fine, I'll hold back on public indecency." I eye the grinning Kali for a few seconds. "For now." She winks and blows a kiss towards me, making me want to backtrack and just bend her over the table.

From the bits of talking we did in-between the very provocative flirting, I found out that Kali is from Vacuo's Shade Academy.

She's the leader of her own Team of four, in which there is one Ghira Belladonna as her partner.

Though he is a shy and nervous wreck here. He probably hasn't grown a pair just yet and asked Kali out.

Or did Kali do all the work? Because she looks like that's her thing.

Her other two teammates are two dark skinned Snake Faunus twins with golden eyes and crimson hair.

One was a head taller than the others, but the tall one was flat, while the short one was busty.

Plus, they had similar names.

The tall one was Lamia, the short one was Lemia. Not much of a difference, but it's a good thing that it's easy to distinguish them.

"Shame." Kali muses softly, a teasing glint in her eyes. "That's my favorite." Yep, she hella kinky.

I love it.

Willow speaks up, taking advantage of my silence. "I don't mean to interrupt your… obscenities…" Me and Kali snort at the same time, smirks pulling at our lips. "But I suggest we hurry and finish eating, as we still need to check in at our hotel." Oh shit, she's right!

Kali perks up with clear interest at that. "Which hotel are you all staying at?" Willow blinks, then narrows her eyes in thought.

"Hotel Crystal." She states after a second, then nods her head to the side. "It's not far from here, but still…"

Kali's eyes sparkle, and a smirk soon tugs at her sexy lips once more. "Same as us~!" She purrs, and I snort.

This gotta be good.

"I hope a cat doesn't sneak into my bed tonight." I muse jokingly, but Kali's purrs only grow louder. And sexier.

Though I finally nod towards a slightly flushed Willow. "You're right though, so let's finish eating and get going." I drawl out and grab my fork again, only to pause as I feel a prick at the back of my neck.

My gaze snaps to the side, towards the large window at the front of the restaurant, showing the street beyond and the small park on the other side of the street.

My eyes meet steel gray eyes of a bland looking man just walking past the window, looking straight at me.

I follow him with my gaze, and even though he tries to act nonchalant, I don't miss his face paling and his slow, heavy gulp. Or the flexing of his jaw.

Or the reaching for the weapon he has in his pocket.

Like that's gonna help him. I got a fucking fork, and that's more than enough for me to deal with a Beowulf.

Just stab away.

He finally walks out of sight as the table I am sitting at fills with minor chatter, but I look at Qrow and meet his serious gaze.

Looks like someone's looking for us. Or following us.

He nods, and I hum faintly before shrugging.

So he snorts lightly and shakes his head.

If they wanna fuck around, they are gonna find out.

The food is quickly consumed, the still embarrassed staff is paid and given a tip for my and Kali's sheer shamelessness, and then our three teams departed the restaurant to walk to our Hotel.

Kali's team meshes quite well with mine and Qrow's, with Ghira swiftly becoming buddies with Taiyang and the others, while Summer is all but gushing over Lamia and Lemia's weapons.

They both had a pair of greatswords that combined together for a massive precision rifle that – apparently – could take down a fucking building.

That bitch shoots Dust Tank Shells.

Jesus fucking Christ, these two are giving Summer more ideas for more weapons of mass destruction...

I instead hang back with Kali, though we are mostly quiet.

That is, until I catch her staring. "What?" I raise an amused brow and smirk. "Left ya speechless?"

She giggles softly, then wiggles her brows. "Just staring at those tits bouncing." I blink, look down at my indeed bouncing tits, then start to walk slower as Kali raises a confused brow at me.

And my gaze snaps to her ass.

And I smirk. "Nice." Look at that wobble gooo~!

Kali laughs happily. "Oh, you just keep getting better!" She sighs, a delighted smile on her face.

"Ya ain't seen nothing yet, hun." Kali hums at me, then her eyes twinkle with a set of emotions I can't put my fingers on.

"Then…" She starts, licking her lips as she does so, a smirk tugging at them soon after. "Are you all bark, or do you also bite?" I raise a brow at that. Oh my, is she…?

I smirk right back. "I don't know. Ya got a way to find out?" Her eyes twinkle mischievously at my question.

She licks her lips again, crossing her arms behind her back before tiptoeing close to me. "Well, that is if you like-" She leans close and whispers the last bit into my ears, making me pause.

A worried look flashes across her face as I blink again.

Then grin. "How the fuck does a ten outta ten get even better?" She pauses too, blinks, then flushes slightly as her gaze all but lights up.

"Since it's like this, then…" I listen.

I process.

I love.

My brain goes Monke Mode.

XxXxX

Man, these rooms are small as fuck.

I click my tongue and kick my bags aside and off the bed, then scrunch up my nose and look around the small hotel room.

Ain't nothing fancy, and it's hella bland. Just a bed, a window, and a bathroom with a shower and toilet.

That's it.

Guess Beacon wanted to spend as little as possible for this, huh?

The room is so little that just by standing in the middle and spreading my arms to the side I take up more than half of the whole thing.

I shake my head and drop my ass down on the bed, then grunt and stretch my back and legs.

Tomorrow we'll have the first day of the Vytal Festival Tournament, which isn't anything grand, I think. Just a random event for all teams to participate in.

Plus, it's some kind of way to get rid of the majority of teams that don't pass this random event.

Only sixteen teams will be left to compete in the first stage of the tournament. Then eight, then four, then two.

Boutta have my own Tournament Arc. Damn.

Worst of all, I feel like something is going to happen.

On our way back to the dorms, I felt so many gazes on me and Qrow, following us and keeping an eye on us.

I don't know who they are, or what they want, and I can't really grab one and question them in the middle of a city.

I sigh and drop my hands on my belly, then scrunch up my nose.

It's probably the Branwen tribe, but how did they know we were here?

Or how did they even find us? Their information network ain't that great or advanced, nor does it stretch this far, hence why me and Qrow left for Beacon, as it was outside their range.

Doesn't matter. I'm not really that worried.

The Old Man prides himself in power, but he is afraid. He is afraid of being overthrown, of a mutiny.

So he keeps the rabble around him weak. Weak, but numerous.

He makes sure they all have their Aura awakened, yes, but if he notices someone growing a bit too strong, then well… they might just disappear overnight.

Hence, I am not worried of the rabble he has thrown around at us, thinking that numbers will be enough to overwhelm me and Qrow.

Us alone are more than enough to wash the fucking Branwen tribe without batting an eyelid, and our teams are being trained by us, so they are very good now too.

They know how a bandit fights, how they think, and how they move and plan.

They won't be caught off guard.

The only problem is the Old Man himself. If he comes at us himself, then we don't really stand much of a chance without a Semblance, or even with it.

Fucking Gravity Manipulation bullshit.

I sigh and shake my head, then sit up and kick my bags in the corner of the room before grabbing a spare change of clothes.

Night's about to fall, and Glynda is too tired to get frisky and probably already fell asleep by now, as for Kali… She kinda disappeared after we checked in?

Like, how?

And even after offering such a good and lewd idea. Damned vixen.

I walk into the bathroom, lazily shut the door, then undress while the shower starts pouring down hot water.

I sigh as I step under the hot water, shutting the glass door of the shower as I do so before turning around to let the hot water pour down my back as a force of habit.

-sss..

I whirl around the moment I hear the strange and faint hissing sound, my fist instantly smashing and sinking into the shower wall.

Just an inch away from Kali's head.

She blinks, then stares at my outstretched arm. "Oh dear." She muses, not at all stunned, if just a bit surprised as I blink in confusion. "And here I was, wanting to make you squeak in fear." What?

"How the fuck did you get in here?" I ask, pulling my fist back and letting the cracked and broken bits of the wall fall off.

A smirk crosses Kali's face at my question. "My Semblance." She purrs, her eyes slowly trailing up and down my naked body. "I can turn into a shadow and sneak around with whatever I am holding." Huh, that's cool.

And then I look down. "And you picked your clothes?" I raise an amused brow at her, glad that she decided to ignore the fact that I nearly popped her skull like a watermelon.

Kali snorts. "Nope~!" And then she raises her hands, and my eyes widen at the sight of the black strapon in her hands.

That shape ain't right though…

I look at the very big strapon, then meet Kali's grinning face with a flat look. "Tell me that's not a horse cock." Her grin only grows, but it does falter just a bit.

"It's the only one I bought…?" I sigh.

Then pause. "Wait, but don't you already have a…?" I point downward, and she hands me the strapon while nodding.

"Yeah, it's for you." I blink, and she swiftly strips, tossing her wet clothes aside in one swift movement and making me drool at the sight of that tanned, creamy and meaty body.

Fat tits, and an even fatter ass.

Where did that bottle of lube come from?

She puts the small bottle of lube, which was most definitely between her tits, in my hands before purring and turning around. "I want you to use it on me."

No! Don't turn around just yet! I didn't look at your dick!

Fuck!

"So, you want me to fuck you?" I ask Kali, who eagerly nods as she wiggles her hips, making that fantastic ass wobble left and right.

I fiddle with the strapon as she answers. "Yep! Fuck my ass, will ya?" Well, this ain't how I expected my night to go.

But I don't mind. I've always been curious, and I've always wanted to use a strapon at least once.

So, after some more fiddling around, I swiftly put it on – stopping myself from doing the helicopter after a quick internal mantra – then popped the bottle of lube open.

But I couldn't help but ask- "Why do you even have a horse cock strapon?" To Kali as I smeared the lube over the big, but not enormous, rubbery dildo.

Kali shrugs. "I like tasting the exotic." This chick kinkier than I thought!

I toss the bottle aside, then… lay my eyes on that booty.

And then my hands, earning a purr from Kali.

My hands sink into that soft, warm and meaty flesh as the sexy cat lady bends forward, pushing that wonderful booty towards me.

"The fuck they feeding you at that Huntsman school?" I couldn't help but ask, just a bit jealous that she got such an ass.

Well, mine is mighty fine too, but Kali's blows mine right outta the water.

This bitch is made outta jello.

Kali purrs again as I give those fleshy orbs a nice squeeze, kneading them like I'd knead dough. "I could ask you the same thing~!" She drawls out in faint pleasure, glancing back at me as she gives her ass a light shake.

And I give her a nice, resounding spank that makes her gasp.

And give me a look that makes my hips ache. "I love it rough, so be rough." She growls out, and I smirk.

Alright then, lady.

I lean forward, sliding the glistening lubed shaft between her wet cheeks, the hot water pouring on us making everything so much better.

I see the shiver run up Kali's spine as I probe her puckered hole with the flat head of the lubed dildo, and any resistance I expected to meet just vanishes as I push forward.

And watch as the dildo slowly, and quite easily, stretches Kali's asshole open as I slide it in.

The moaning mewl that comes out of her just confirms it.

She's an Anal Slut.

I roll my hips and lick my lips as I grab her waists, pushing the whole dildo inside Kali and letting her fat ass squish against my crotch for a few seconds before I pull back.

"Yess~…" Kali shudders, sighing out with a pleasured purr. "There's few things better than this…" I chuckle, then spank her again, earning a lewd moan from her as I watch that cheek wobble lewdly.

And then I slam the whole shaft back inside of her, my crotch clapping wetly against her cheeks as I do so.

"Hah-!" Kali gasps, her back arching slightly, nails scraping against the wall of the shower.

A deep, throaty purr comes out of her, so I spank her, then pull back and thrust forward again.

The purr turns into a lewd mewl once more, her body feeling like it's melting.

I don't feel anything other than the rather fantastic visual and hearing pleasure, which I am satisfied with.

Not what I expected, but still good.

So I pick up the pace, and fill the bathroom with wet 'plap' sounds each time my crotch smacks against her ass.

It was only after a few more thrusts and a spank that Kali turns to look at me with a hard, hungry look in her eyes. "Be rougher! I can handle it!" She growls out, and I raise a brow at her.

Then pull my hips back-

And hammer them forward with so much force that her hips rocket off my crotch, nearly having the strap-on slip out of her.

So I thrust forward again, with just as much force, and pin her against the wall, my hands gripping her wrists against the wall as a throaty scream full of pleasure rips through her throat.

"This rough enough for ya?" I growl into her ears, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as I keep the strong and rough thrusts coming with ease.

I can go even harder, but am just worried that I'd hurt her… Plus, this seems a good level to be at, as she is absolutely loving it.

"Fuuu-uu-uu-u-uck y-eea-aaah!" Kali mewls out through each rough thrust cutting off her voice for a split second, her voice sounding rough, husky and incredibly sexy.

She tries to speak again, but her words become a slur of pleasure and cries and purrs as I keep my rhythm, making her body shake and quiver over and over again.

Until finally, she manages to slur out- "C-Cummiiiii~n!" In a high pitched squeal before I felt her tense.

One last thrust, and she screams, body tensing once more before all but melting as she orgasms hard, very likely spraying her cum all over the wall or the ground of the shower.

And that's when I stop thrusting, slowly pulling out as she pants heavily and hotly while leaning against the wall for support, a dreamy smile on her face.

"Finally…" She pants, then shudders. "Someone that actually goes rough when I ask…" I aim to please, lady.

I chuckle and remove the strap-on, tossing it outside the shower mostly because it was too tight on me, having left lines on my skin and making it feel a bit itchy.

And that's when Kali hugs me from behind and purrs in my ears.

"My turn to give this fat ass a ride~!" I blink, then gasp as she pushes my front forward, having me bend over with ease.

And I glance back to see her with the bottle of lube in hand, a sensual smirk on her face, and her throbbing thick dick standing at attention.

Heh… I think I'm in danger…

A.N. Yes, I'll write the sex scene in the next chapter, which will also start the tournament bullshit and everything else. Had to cut the chapter short because I couldn't find a good spot to end it even after the smut.

Man, this fic is hard as fuck to write, inspiration is zero, but can't leave y'all hanging when ya ask for it, can I?

Either way, hope y'all enjoyed this set-up chapter and the short smut!

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