Beacon academy is rather peaceful with the snow falling thickly outside. The cold weather however is also making a certain Faunus pretty sleepy as she makes her way to the cafeteria, picking up a tuna sandwich with a yawn. Blake then sits in a corner seat of the cafeteria with a book while she eats.
Yang groaned as she slid onto the seat next to Blake randomly. "...I think I'm going insane."
Blake resists making a crack, and just pats her shoulder. "It'll pass..."
"It doesn't seem to be passing." Yang sighed. She was the type who needed to be out and about. Now that she was trapped at Beacon, she wasn't doing so well.
Blake tears her sandwich in half, and offers one half to Yang. "Just hang in there... I heard JNPR is planning to throw a party. Nora, and Jaune are putting it together. Probably just a rumor though, I don't see how they could manage it in this weather. You know, getting the supplies together."
"Maybe they have a secret safety tunnel and never told us." Yang shrugs and accepts the sandwich, nibbling it slowly.
"Wishful thinking never hurt I guess." She finishes her sandwich, and marks her place in her book. Then standing she asks, "I'm going to search the room for my book again."
"I may as well go with you. I've got nothing to do." Yang hops to her feet.
Blake yawns softly into a fist, "I don't suppose there is a place to get coffee on campus?"
"Not that I remember, but there has to be one somewhere. Weiss has gotten Ruby coffee for studying at night on multiple occasions," Yang responds thoughtfully.
Blake nods, "Maybe Nora knows where the barista is, she seems hyper enough."
"I thought that energy was natural. You can almost hear the revving of an engine when you're near her," Yang jokes.
Blake smirks, "Then Ren might know, probably needs it to keep up with her."
"That's a much better idea." Yang pulls Blake out of the cafeteria, looking like she really needed to be moving around.
Blake stumbles a bit, "But maybe the cabin fever is helping him."
"If Nora reacts to cabin fever the way I do... Ren's in pain. A lot of it," Yang claims.
Blake thinks about that, "I don't know, he's always handled her pretty well don't you think?"
"Everyone has a limit. Everyone," Yang replies after some thought.
Blake nods sleepily, and pauses to crack open a window for a few seconds. The wind blows at her hair, and how softly, and she smiles with a soft sigh. When she's done she closes the window, brushing the remains of a few snowflakes out of her face, and hair.
"You know, I could probably make you an energizing treat back at the dorm. Maybe get my mind off my impending insanity." Yang spins energetically on he heel.
Blake blinks, and stops as she considers. "...Well if we don't have to bother anyone else then alright, let's go." She rubs her eyes as she follows the blond back to their dorm.
"I'll need to make this in the bathroom. I want it to be a surprise." Yang walks over to the special minifridge that Ruby kept her treats in and grabs a few things.
Blake shrugs, and walks over to her bed. She spots something black poking out from under her pillow, and lifts it to see the book Ruby had "borrowed." Smiling she picks it up, and lays down, flipping to be last spot to pick up where she left off. She had just gotten to a particularly juicey part.
"You find your book yet?" Yang calls from the bathroom.
"Yeah," Blake calls back, not looking up from its pages. She smiles at a clever little quip,mane turns the page.
Yang opens the door slowly. "Um... This may be sudden, but...your treat's ready."
"Thanks," Blake says with a smile, going through her nightstand for a bookmark.
Yang leans against the doorframe. "If you want it anyway... I could make you a different one..." She indeed had quite the surprise ready.
Blake finally looks at her, "I'm sure it's f- What the-?!" Her eyes just about pop out of her skull, and under her bow her kitty ears perk straight up.
Yang smiles shyly. "Well, I was right about energizing, wasn't I?" She had covered her chest in some whipped cream and was now only wearing panties that were held on by two strings on each side.
Blake gobs her mouth like a fish slowly, and then nods. "Yeah... Wide awake now..."
"Um... Great! I guess you're done now..." Yang starts to retreat back into the bathroom awkwardly.
"Yang... What brought this on?"
"Well...I have had my eye on you for a while, and...apparently being locked up for so long has gotten to me."
"O-oh... So... You want to...?" Blake blushes a little.
"S-sorry! Shouldn't have brought it up! At least you're wide awake now!"
Blake sets her book aside, and swallows, "No... Yang, come here please."
Yang sits down next to Blake, choosing to keep her mouth shut.
Blake looks for words, but despite being so literature savvy they fail her. So after a minute she leans forward, licking a dab of whipped cream off Yang's ample bosom.
Yang lets out a noise that was quite telling of what was going through her head at that moment.
Blake looks up at her curiously, swallowing the stolen bit of cream as she goes for another.
Yang shudders in anticipation. She does appear to be quite tense.
Blake eases her onto her back, and takes her hand softly, keeping her eyes on Yang's as she licks up the rest of the whipped cream one little spot at a time, revealing those impressive, perky bare breasts.
Yang blushes softly. "U-um...is it good?"
Blake nods, "Very. Thanks Yang." She smiles softly, and her gaze drifts to Yang's mouth... Call it the heat of the moment, but right now Blake is very tempted to kiss the blond beside her. Yang feels the same temptation as Blake, leaning towards her slightly.
Blake swallows a little nervously now, and also leans in... Until their lips meet, and her eyes drift shut. Yang seems a little stunned, letting her eyes fall shut as well. Blake reaches up with a hand, softly running her fingers over Yang's cheek. With her free hand she reaches up, and undoes her bow, letting it fall to the side.
Yang reaches carefully for Blake's ears, wondering if touching them would be rude. Blake jumps a bit at the contact, flicking her ears. It's not rude, but they are sensitive.
Yang gently pets the ears curiously.
Blake relaxes into Yang a bit, and Yang can feel a slight vibrating coming from Blake's throat, and chest. Though she can't hear it yet, it's blatantly obvious the Neko Faunus is purring.
Yang pulls out of the kiss, a giggle escaping her mouth. "Wow..."
Blake blushes a bit, "Yeah... Wow..."
Yang stops for a moment, listening to the sounds coming from both of them. "...are you...purring? That's so cute~!"
Blake's pupils shrink, and she ducks her head to hide her embarrassment. Sadly the effort results in a faceplant right between Yang's breasts, making Blake freeze up.
Yang freezes up as well. "...well aren't you getting more and more eager?"
Blake shivers, and then pulls back looking a bit crestfallen, "That was an accident, sorry..."
"Isn't that the whole point of what we are doing?" Yang asks, tilting her head in confusion.
"I..." Blake shuts her eyes. Then she gives up trying to backpedal her way out of an awkward position, and lowers her face back into Yang's breasts.
Yang returns to gently stroking Blake's ears, letting the situation defuse itself.
Blake purrs a little louder, and opens her eyes, spotting one of Yang's nipples. Softly she wraps her lips around it, and sucks.
Yang lets out a moan of surprise. Blake pauses, looking up at her as if asking permission to continue.
Yang nods slowly. "Do whatever you want."
Blake smiles, and goes back to sucking, teasing the nipple with her tongue. At the same time she reaches up, groping her other breast softly.
Yang shivers to the touch. "Ah..."
Blake kneads her fingers into the soft flesh, and scoots closer to lie on top of her. Her ears fold back as she raises her head, and then runs her fingers up into Yang's hair, massaging her scalp softly. "You really know how to spoil a lady, don't you?" Yang continues to pet Blake's ears fondly.
Purring a little louder Blake says, "...Just what I want."
Blake gives Yang half-lidded eyes as she undoes the knots holding the bikini bottom on Yang's hips. "Since you went through all the trouble of getting dressed up how about I treat you now?"
Yang turns her gaze away from Blake. "Um...yeah... I'd like that."
Blake peels away the bottoms with a smile, then leans in, kissing her pelvis softly, and trailing her hands up Yang's thighs to her hips. Yang lets out an uncharacteristic squeak from the sensation, starting to tremble anxiously again.
Blake looks up in surprise, "Do you want me to stop?"
"N-no! Please keep going..." Yang smiles at her reassuringly.
Blake smiles, and lowers her head between Yang's legs. This time she gives a soft kiss on those lower lips before slowly tracing them with her tongue.
"A-ah..." Yang shudders before stiffening up.
Smiling Blake gives Yang's behind a squeeze, and then holds her by the knees. She pushes Yang's knees up towards her shoulders, and then starts licking her pussy tenderly, occasionally brushing her clit by accident.
Yang was already wet. She let out a sound every time Blake's tongue made contact.
It doesn't take Blake long to find the little nub, and starts teasing Yang's clit with the tip of her tongue, flicking it back and forth. At the same time she traces her fingertip around Yang's lower lips, treading oh so close to her opening.
Yang places her hands on Blake's head, holding her there. "Oh, Blake~"
Blake smirks with a chuckle, taking longer licks now, prompting Yang to push Blake against her, silently begging her for more. Blake is purring clearly audible now, and sucks on Yang's clit tenderly while slipping her middle finger inside her, wiggling it slowly. Her golden eyes stare up at the blond over her pelvis, giving her a smoldering look of lust, and a deep rooted affection.
Yang returns Blake's look of lust. She looks over Blake slowly.
Finally Blake raises her head, and crawls over to lay her head on the pillow. "Not fair that I'm still dressed..."
"I was just about to say that..." Yang pouts.
Blake raises her arms over her head, and parts her legs slightly, "Great minds... C'mere Yang, level the playing field a bit."
Yang starts tugging on Blake's top. "Don't mind if I do~"
Blake smiles, licking her lips slowly as she watches her clothes come off.
"I've wanted to do this for so long..." Yang gets Blake's top off and starts to pull off her shorts.
Blake giggles, and looks back to the window where snow falls just beyond. "Well... Merry Christmas."
Yang slowly reaches for Blake's chest but pulls away. "Um...is this okay?"
Blake looks back to her, and then nods. "I got my turn to play with you, and I believe in fair turnabout."
Yang smiles and gropes Blake's chest gently. She runs her thumbs around Blake's nipples before bending down to kiss them.
Blake bites her lip with a soft gasp in her nose, and rubs her thighs together as she reaches up to pet Yang's head approvingly.
Yang removes her hands from Blake's breasts and slowly slides her hands down Blake's body, stopping at her hips.
Blake moans, and judges her with a knee. "Quit stopping..."
Yang swallows loudly and moves her hands to Blake's rear. She moves so she can bend down and take a lick at Blake's lady folds.
Blake gasps softly, and moans, "Ooooo... Yang..."
Yang slowly starts to push her tongue deeper into Blake. She moves her tongue around in an attempt to find Blake's most sensitive spot.
Blake wiggles softly, putting a hand over her mouth to muffle her whimpers.
Yang pulls away suddenly. "Blake? Are you ok?"
Blake nods, and kneads her fingers in Yang's hair, guiding her back to her pussy.
Yang pushes her tongue back into Blake, giving special attention to where she thought Blake was most sensitive.
The Faunus shudders, and squirms a bit, her thighs squeezing Yang's head softly.
Yang keeps her hands on Blake's rear, pulling her tighter against her.
"Mmm, Yang!"
Yang thrashes her tongue more roughly against Blake's sensitive area, trying to push her past her limit.
"F-f-fuck! AH!" Blake arches her back hard enough to lift her top half off the bed as an orgasm explodes from within her, squirting Yang in the face repeatedly.
Yang recoils a bit before lapping at Blake's love juices.
Blake shivers as her climax subsides, and she lies there panting with her legs wide open. "Oh... Wow..."
Yang was still cleaning Blake up. She stops for a second. "Wow...this is a lot..."
Blake smiles, "You have a talented tongue."
"While I have heard that a lot, I have never heard it in this context." Yang straightens out once she is done cleaning Blake up.
Blake props herself up on her elbows, and then reaches out, caressing Yang's cheek, and then leans in to kiss her.
Yang accepts the kiss hungrily.
Blake returns her hunger with passion, slowly turning hem so they're on their sides, and then slips her tongue into Yang's mouth. She gets a taste of her own juices as their tongues dance, and she reaches down to squeeze Yang's behind.
Yang squirms in surprise to Blake's touch, shaking in anticipation for more.
When their kiss breaks Blake purrs, "I wager we're so not done here... I don't suppose you have anything... special set aside for such an occasion?"
Yang thinks slowly. "Yeah...but...I am not used to using it."
Blake is curious now, "Oh? What is it?"
"Don't laugh..." Yang stands up from the bed and moves to her closet, opening it and going through it.
Blake watches her, rolling onto their belly, and then getting up on all fours as she crawls to the edge of the bed. Her ears flick curiously, and she has a hard time of it keeping her eyes from locking onto Yang's well-rounded ass.
Yang lifts up a bondage rope. "I...will honestly say I have done a lot more than this on myself."
Blake blinks a few times, her heart skipping a beat. "Oh... Uh... H-how did you manage that?"
"Well not exactly...this, but I have done certain plays... Like...exhi-" Yang shakes her head, cutting herself off. "Nevermind! Let's hope I can use this."
Blake has a sudden vision in her head of Yang walking naked in the cafeteria, and her heart gives a sudden throb while she feels a tingle in her lions. Pressing her thighs together she asks, "So... You... Want to tie me up...?"
"I mean...I'll if that's okay..." Yang smiles smugly. "If you don't enjoy your time, then I'll owe you, okay?"
Blake swallows, and slowly folds her ears back, "...Um... I'm not sure I'm ready to be... You know... Trussed up." Plus she knows Yang has a tendency to get a little overexcited, and this is a very exciting situation. Still she doesn't want to disappoint her so she continues, "B-but I've read a lot about it, and heard first hand from some people with experience... If you like I can tie you up. It might give you some ideas of what to do when it's my turn eventually."
"Yeah...that's a much safer idea." Yang breathes out in relief.
Blake gets off the bed, and walks over, hand out for the rope. "Okay then... Here is how we're going to do this. When I give you a command I want you to say something like 'yeah,' 'sure,' or 'okay.' If I give a command you're not comfortable with just say 'no,' and we'll stop. Sound fair?"
Yang nods nervously. "Y-yeah!"
Blake takes the rope, and softly pecks her on the lips. "Alright... First I want you to stand there with your legs apart, and your hands on the back of your head, like the police were going to give you a pat-down."
Yang slowly assumes the position. "No need to be gentle, okay? I like it a bit rough~" She clears her throat. "I-I mean okay!"
Blake blushes, and unwinds the rope, "...Good girl Yang." She reaches up, and fondles her gently on the right breast while the rope unfurls on the floor beside her.
Yang closes her eyes and lets out a moan from Blake's touch.
Blake walks around behind Yang, and first folds the rope in on itself. Then she loops it around Yang, and threads it so it's snugly lassoed just under her breasts. She pulls it taunt, but doesn't want to make it too tight, and then tosses the rope over Yang's left shoulder. Walking around in front of her she threads the rope down between those D Cups, wraps the rope around itself once, and then back up between her breasts before tossing it over her right shoulder. It's a lot of work making sure the rope stays tight, bus when Blake finally secured the knot between Yang's shoulder blades the rope has made a tight harness framing Yang's breasts, and restricting her breathing the slightest bit.
Yang smiles reassuringly at Blake. "You're quite the professional."
"I... Got my hands on a detailed magazine once," she says. Then she uses the rest of the rope to make a similar constriction around Yang's hips, making it so she wears it like a thong. As a bonus she puts a knot in the rope right up against Yang's clit, and after she tightens it she finishes it off by tying the rope of fat the bottom of the valley of her breasts.
When she's done she steps back and walks around Yang to admire her handiwork. "It's not too tight is it?"
Yang rolls her eyes confidently. "If it was too light, it would probably be broken."
Blake smiles, "You look good... Makes me wish we were doing a photo shoot." Then she stops in front of Yang, and looks up thoughtfully, "...In fact, if I were to take pictures of this then you have my word no one would ever see them without your permission."
Yang winks at Blake. "Do what you want. I don't mind."
Blake smiles, and starts going through the drawers of her nightstand, deliberately aiming her subtly shaking her ass at Yang. The blond might not be acting as subservient as the Sub in bondage should, but Blake doesn't mind too much. It's only the first time after all, and as she earns trust they might reach that threshold someday.
When she stands she's holding the camera, a small digital one. She swaps out the SIM card for an empty one, and walks back over. "Hold that pose," she says as she looks through the camera, snapping a picture of the front.
"Yes, ma'am~" Yang waggles her eyebrows at Blake.
Blake smiles, "Alright, now bend over, put your hands on your ankles."
Yang bends over slowly and teasingly. "Ok~"
Blake giggles, and walks behind her off to the side a bit. "Eyes on me," she says, and when Yang looks at her she snaps the picture, capturing the image of that perfect ass, and barely hidden pussy.
Yang shudders, letting out a bit of precum from sheer anticipation.
Blake walks over, and pets her on the ass softly, "Good girl." She gives that plump rump a soft squeeze, and looks around the room hoping for some inspiration. Then she eyes the window with the curtains drawn, and smiles. "Now go open the curtains, and stand there for... Let's say, ten seconds." She raises the camera, shaking it slightly, "And make it sexy." On a whim she lightly smacks Yang on the behind to see how she reacts.
Yang shudders more, yelping as more precum came out of her. She straightens out and walks to the curtains, throwing them open.
Blake is quick to catch a picture of this while Yang still has both hands on the curtains. Something about Yang's reaction nags something in the back of her mind...
Yang turns back to Blake and winks at her.
"Hm... Press your rear to the window, and play with your breasts."
Yang presses against the window, playing with her breasts with her right hand. She lifts her left hand to her mouth and licks her index finder seductively.
Blake can feel herself tingle between the legs as she takes the picture, "Good girl Yang... Alright, why don't you come over here, and see how your pictures look?"
"Am I hot enough?" Yang asks as she struts towards Blake.
"Hotter than the sun in the middle of July," Blake purrs, sitting o the bed, and offering her the camera.
Yang takes the camera. "Hmm... If this is what you like... I could probably do better, but..." She frowns at Blake. "I need attention first..."
Blake blinks, "Attention? What do you mean?"
Yang pouts. "You tied me up and yet you still haven't made me cum..."
Blake blinks, "Oh... Well... Eh... I was sorta hoping to get us used to this a little more, but if you're that eager to move on..." She reaches over, and pulls over her pillow, stripping off the pillowcase.
"Do as you please. You're not the one who's tied up!" Yang says confidently.
Blake smiles as she undoes the zipper on the side. Out of the wool fluff she pulls something stuffed inside a black sock... And out of that sock she pulls an impressively sized dark purple dildo. It's nearly two inches wide, and at least a foot long, including the stiff plastic handle that has a few controls built in. On the shaft it also has a short extension for teasing the clit when used to deeply penetrate enough.
Grinning Blake offers it to Yang, "We'll be using this for the next few shots. Do exactly as I say... Or there will be punishment."
"Y-yeah!" Yang eyes the toy nervously.
Blake blinks agin as a sudden thought occurs to her. "Wait... You... Have used one of these before, right? Or had the real thing? Because if this is your first then..."
"I've had one, but...that is a lot bigger..." Yang responds shyly.
Blake leans in, and sets the toy in Yang's lap. "Yang... Do you trust me?"
Yang nods slowly.
Blake stands, and raises the camera, "Then I want you to treat that you like you would a real cock if you were giving a blowjob."
"That...is something I haven't done." She nervously takes the toy and puts it in her mouth.
Blake blushes a bit as she says, "Well... The very end on the real thing is pretty sensitive. The underside too... Lick it."
Yang moves her tongue slowly around, giving Blake a look that silently asked if she was doing it right.
Blake nods with a smile, and raises the camera, taking a picture. "Hm... You kinda cute when you're clueless."
Yang pulls the toy teasingly out of her mouth. "So I'm cute most of the time?"
"Pretty much," she says, looking at the picture, and then blushes when she realizes she spoke without hesitation. So she clears her throat, and continues, "Now lie on your back, and spread your legs."
Yang eases herself to her back, slowly spreading her legs.
Blake takes a picture of that, and purrs, shaking her hips a bit. "Good girl... That toy vibrates, so set it to low, rub it on yourself a little."
Yang fumbles around with the toy until she finds how to turn it on. "Like this?" She blushes as she rubs it against her pussy, tensing up from the feeling.
Blake snaps a finger, "Just like that. Don't put it in just yet..." She licks her lips at the sight of the slight moisture she sees soaking into the rope on Yang's snatch.
"But..." Yang swallows loudly, looking very eager.
"No," Blake says, trying to put a tone of authority into her voice, giving Yang a firm look over the camera. She wants to take this slow, and make sure Yang doesn't hurt herself. Also getting the Mistress relationship a foot in the door wouldn't hurt either.
Yang nods slowly, remaining as she is.
"Good girl," Blake says. "Now spread your lips, let me get a good picture of that toy on your clit."
Yang spreads her pussy, blushing and turning her head away for a moment before turning back with a shy smile on her face. Blake manages to get full-body pictures of both these actions, and then with a smile she sets the camera aside, and takes the toy. "Good girl..."
Yang looks like she is about to lose it from sheer arousal but tries to keep her composure. Blake sits on her knees between Yang's legs, and presses the first inch of the toy into her, wiggling it around softly.
"Ah-!" Yang tenses up immediately, silently begging for more.
Blake purrs as she watches the toy slip through the rope, and into Yang's woman folds, inch by slow inch...
Yang lets out a slow squeal as it goes deeper.
Blake stops when it's halfway in she turns up the vibration to Medium, and slowly pumps it back and forth.
Yang covers her mouth as very uncharacteristically adorable noises come from her mouth. She tightens around the toy.
"Let me hear you," Blake purrs as she leans over her. "Hands on your breasts Yang..." Then she starts moving the toy like she were stirring her up.
Yang moves her hands to her breasts slowly. She becomes louder with time.
Blake giggles, and starts pumping again, gradually getting deeper while peppering her breasts with soft kisses.
Yang closes her eyes tight. She was going to climax at any second.
Suddenly Blake turns the toy up on High, and pushes it as deeply as she can, using the tiny appendage on her clit.
Yang climaxes hard, coating the toy with her fluids. She screams loud enough the probably everyone in Beacon heard it.
Blake releases the toy, quickly clapping her hands over Yang's mouth. "Geez! You'd think I was trying to murder you..."
Yang just gives Blake a goofy grin that one would expect on Ruby's face.
Blake takes her hands off her mouth, and smiles. "That better?"
Yang gives Blake a look of pure bliss, nodding slowly.
Blake kisses her softly as she pulls the toy out, holding it up to Yang's mouth, and turning it off.
Yang slowly takes a lick of her own juices.
"I liked this... Maybe we can do this again sometime?"
"Whenever you want, Blakey. Whenever you want."