Ch 8: Aftermath
The door slammed closed after the couple walked into the apartment. The blonde felt the chill run down her spine from the sound, afraid to turn to the faunus who had closed it. She didn't have to look to know that inherited, amber glare of intense judgment was boring into the blonde so sharply it could kill. That wouldn't do.
While Yang was very aware that Blake was without a doubt very much the one who ruled the home, Yang refused to go down easily when she felt she was right. She summed the only strength she had left and frowned, standing tall and taking herself to the freezer to grab ice for her bruises. That glare followed her and it was taking everything in her to maintain her resolve.
Blake folded her arms, eyes angry and locked on her wife in the archway of the small kitchen. The longer Yang ignored her, the more her temper rose. The blonde didn't turn to look at her as she got an ice pack set up, knowing the moment she did she would lose this battle of dominance in the room, "I don't want to talk about it Blake."
Blake responded in almost a hiss, causing Yang to flinch, "You don't have a choice if you want to sleep in the bed tonight Yang."
Yang turned finally, seeing how serious Blake was. Her wife knew how to snag her in her snare, knowing Yang's weaknesses, "Blake… that is my uncle's child and he doesn't even know she exists. How the hell can you expect me to just be ok with that, especially now?"
Yang flopped into a kitchen chair and held the ice to her bruised face with a wince. Her resolve was melting and she looked defeated, a look that was rare for Yang and struck the faunus's heartstrings. Blake let out a sigh and softened slightly though her anger was still present and walked over. She leaned into the table and rested her hands on the edges, watching Yang's thought-ridden eyes for a moment before reaching and tangling her fingers into Yang's hair, "Yang, I know this is hard for you. I know your uncle means a lot to you. But try to see it from her end. No offense but your uncle took advantage of her inhibitions while they were both drunk at Weiss and Ruby's wedding. It's… not good Yang. If I were her, I'd be so full of shame and embarrassment at the situation and I don't even know what I would do if I found out I was pregnant of all things because of it. I think she is just trying to make the best of her moment of weakness. And to be fair, your uncle is definitely not someone I'd let care for a baby as he is now."
Yang sighed, the sound full of frustration, "I… I know… I know! I just… I didn't know my mom existed until Summer died. It was the most awful thing to learn after losing someone I thought was my mother. I know the situation is a bit different but… I can't help that it bothers me."
Blake massaged her fingers across Yang's scalp as she ran them through her hair, easily pulling calm out of the agitated brawler. It was such a difficult situation on all fronts and a child involved certainly didn't make any of the choices any easier. Yang leaned into the chair back, staring off in the room, "We came to an agreement. I'll stay out of it and leave them alone so long as she at least tells the kid about her father and doesn't pretend he doesn't exist. And I promised to be neutral as best I can so we can both support our sisters."
Blake leaned over and placed a soft kiss upon Yang's bruised temple, "I'm sure Weiss would really appreciate that. You two put her under a lot of stress tonight and that's really not good for her right now."
Yang twitched at the contact but reached out and pulled Blake onto her lap, holding her loosely, testing if it was ok right now. When Blake didn't seem to feel the need to punish her by getting up, she rested her chin on Blake's shoulder, her voice caving in to her wife's whim, "I'll call her tomorrow and apologize."
The faunus's fingers in the blonde locks gripped hold and her other hand moved the ice out of the way on Yang's face as she pulled her close to her own face with a gentle purr, emotions softening back to her instinctual need to have Yang close at all times, "Mmm good."
Yang shivered and their lips met, gently nibbling at Blake's lower lip and pulling a content needy sigh from the cat. The ice pack was tossed to the table as Yang looped Blake tightly to herself during the kiss, taking advantage of the parted lips with Blake's sigh and sliding her tongue along the slightly rough surface of Blake's more cat-like tongue, the prickly abrasive sensation stirring the blonde's insides.
Before Blake knew it, Yang was lifting her up and taking the woman with her to their couch, resting her back into the much more comfortable seating as Blake slotted her knees on either side of Yang's lap, pressing their torsos close together and hands both now buried in the wild blonde hair. Tongues danced together and Blake panted and mewled into her wife's lips as Yang's hands traveled along her back and under her shirt, massaging into the tense muscles of the cat's back before rubbing into the firm but soft plump of Blake's covered ass.
A whine left Yang's lips as Blake moved her hands from Yang's hair to grip Yang's wrists, pulling them away from her rump, panting lightly for air as she rested her forehead on Yang's, "No… not tonight. I will not reward your behavior just because you resolved it."
Yang whimpered, shifting uncomfortably in her rising arousal under Blake's hips, "But… I can tell you want me too Kitten… why torture us both?"
She pulled her hands from Blake's grip and slid them tightly along toned thighs, thumbs rubbing into the inner sides as she snaked them back up, watching Blake tremble and squirm in her grasp. Blake was clearly trying hard to fight it. Yang could only assume she was struggling against a hormonally driven arousal that Blake never seemed to want to cave to since she got pregnant and Yang was tired of them both suffering from this denial.
Of course if Blake really didn't want to she would back down, but she could tell the cat was struggling. Before her nads made their way under her shorts to the prize that Yang could smell dripping from here, Blake grabbed her wrists again with weak shaking hands, "Yang no… I… really can't. I'm having trouble not thinking about Weiss right now."
The hands stopped, her face nuzzling into Blake's chest as she took in a deep breath to calm herself down. Blake could feel her needy tremble beneath her and gently held her head as the woman made herself relax. Blake was also forcing her body to calm down from the reaction it was having to Yang that she wasn't actually in the mood for.
Her mother had warned her that pregnant faunus were quite frisky even if they weren't actually aroused but she didn't expect this feeling of her mind versus her body in such a conscious way. She had only ever experienced anything similar during her heat but that usually had her brain fogged and unaware. It was definitely weird to be hyper aware during a similar feeling.
When Yang's Hands returned to just holding Blake and her breath evened out, Blake kissed her head, "Apologize to Weiss tomorrow and make sure she is ok and I'm all yours."
Yang's spirits rose and she grinned brightly, kissing Blake's chest above her shirt, "Deal."
It pulled soft purrs from Blake and the two turned in for the night.
—-
First thing in the morning, Weiss received a call from Yang. The golden brawler was sitting on her couch, Blake still in bed and trying not to disturb her. When Weiss answered, she sounded tired and groggy, "H..hello?"
Yang chuckled, "Rare for me to catch you in the morning and you are not already awake Weiss."
Instantly, the sleepy tone started to have a sour sound to it which made Yang soften, "What do you want Yang? I'm trying to rest."
"Weiss… I'm sorry I was being a jerk last night. I promise I'm going to do better. Are you… Blake said you weren't doing so great with it all. Are you ok?"
It was quiet for an uncomfortable stretch of time. Yang bit her lip. She could hear Weiss breathing so she knew the call hadn't dropped since it was lacking the usual video component. In that time, Blake's ears had twitched from her spot bundled in blankets and the woman had gotten up, listening to Yang's voice.
The cat got up from bed and crept to the doorway wearing one of Yang's oversized shirts and underwear and nothing else from her slumber. She leaned in the doorway as Yang waited for a response and watched her wife as her face grew worried.
"Weiss?" Yang asked finally, starting to feel worried.
"I'm still here," Weiss's voice came curtly before she sighed heavily, "I'm better than I was last night and I appreciate your apology but I don't really want to talk to you right now. I just want to go back to sleep."
Before Yang could say anything, the call ended. The blonde frowned at her scroll but sighed. Blake was proud of Yang for trying and the faunus knew Weiss would come around. The icy woman had a habit of punishing people for stints of time to get her point across. Blake did not forget her words to Yang last night and, as Yang had not noticed her, grinned. She reached and slipped the panties off her body and held them balled and hidden in her hand as she walked over into her wife's view.
Yang was staring at her scroll as Blake climbed onto her lap, straddling her wife's powerful thighs, the oversized shirt easily hid her bare regions from her unsuspecting blonde. She leaned her head against Yang's shoulder with her face towards Yang's neck and she gently pulled the scroll from Yang's hand, "She hung up on me…"
Blake purred against her neck as she set the scroll aside, her other hand running up Yang's other arm over strong muscles, fingers still closed around the hidden article of clothing, "She'll come around you know how she gets when she wants to be difficult… She answered so you already know she forgives you."
Yang finally honed in on Blake fully and nodded, her lips curving into a grin. She loved the way Blake looked wearing one of her own large shirts, usually big even for Yang but swallowing the more toned lean woman easily. Her hands reached down to grasp Blake's hips and pulled her closer but a shiver shot through her as Blake's rough tongue slid along the base of her neck, her name softly falling from Yang's lips made her grin.
Blake was stirring inside with need for her lover's touch, more than happy to keep her word from last night and also very curious what it would be like to give into these hormonal attractions. She knew Yang would be easy to tease, having had no sexual contact since Blake got pregnant which was a very long dry spell for them specifically, her blonde beast having a very high sex drive.
Her ears flicked as she listened to Yang's breath becoming more ragged the more her touch ran against her skin, beginning to purr as Yang's hands massaged down her hips to her thighs, squeezing and rubbing into the lean muscle as those strong hands worked their way slowly up and under the shirt hem that rested at Blake's mid thighs.
With her empty hand, she pressed her palm against Yang's breast, only the thin layer of her tank top covering the large mound, listening to Yang groan against her fluttering ear, "Kitten… you're driving me crazy…"
Blake moaned against her skin in response, delighted in how sensitive her deprived wife was to every advance. She moved her tongue across the front of her throat and slid it up to Yang's chin before moving along her jaw and to her ear, nibbling on the earlobe as she raised her hand, letting her panties dangle from her fingers revealed before Yang's eyes teasingly before dragging the article along Yang's lips. She could feel Yang tremble all the way down to her core and listened to her gasp, taking in a deep breath of the smell of the wetness the article held.
The way Yang reacted and her hands tightened was making Blake weak, her hips twitching and pressing close to Yang's roaming hands as they drew closer, the shirt sliding higher on her hips the more her legs parted to accommodate a person between them. She whined torturously in Yang's ear, teeth pulling lightly on the lobe as her ears flattened, releasing Yang's ear and whispering, her voice husky and needy, "Mine."
The word had the desired effect on Yang that Blake wanted. The woman under her jerked almost in response, her grip on Blake tightening as she tugged the faunus to herself instantly, latching her mouth over a fuzzy sensitive ear and applying just the right amount of painful pleasurable pressure with her teeth that pulled an instant deep moan sharply from Blake's lips. The faunus kneaded Yang's breasts hungrily in reply to Yang's dominant reaction, palms drifting and grazing over hardened nipples. If Yang was going to go for her weakest point then so would she.
Yang panted, her breath hot against the fur of Blake's ear as Yang bit, nibbled and sucked at it, making Blake squirm and whine, melting to Yang's will, hands massaging Yang's breasts more desperately. Her back arched towards Yang as those strong hands rubbed along her skin over to her bare ass and squeezed. She was becoming soaked, pressed into Yang's bare midriff and grinding into her as she whimpered and mewled, hands eagerly working under Yang's skirt to tweak and rub Yang's nipples to encourage her blonde goddess to give her more.
The cat ear was released from Yang's lips before she shifted her face and locked her lips into Blake's, pushing her tongue roughly against Blake's that had been peeking past her lips already, one of her hands moving to Blake's core and stroking along the folds and clit. Yang was so pent up that she could already feel the tight coil threatening to violently snap in her low abdomen, and with the way Blake was unraveling rapidly to her touch she knew Blake was suffering the same state.
The moans and whimpers from the faunus being devoured into Yang's lips spurred the blonde further and she slipped two fingers into Blake's achy needy core, curling into the front wall and stroking against that sweet spot as they thrusted quickly, the cat twitching and whining wildly. Half lidded, lustful eyes stared into Yang's as their lips parted, Blake's tongue still poking out some as the string of saliva stretched and snapped between them, hot pants and whines flowing from those swollen lips as Yang worked her insides with fervor.
Hungry hips rocked and rode Yang's fingers wanting release so badly, Yang's toothy smile only making her feel more weak to this woman, "Y..Yang please… I need it… I need you…"
Lilac orbs stared into Blake's hungry soul and the cat's heart melted as she fell over edge hard when Yang's hips bucked with the motions of her fingers and her voice dripped sinfully into her cat ear, "I got you Kitten, let go for me."
Her orgasm was so intense her vision blurred and her fingers gripped Yang's breasts still in her hands tightly, body tensing and snapping against Yang with eyes screwed closed as the deep moans left her lips, Yang's fingers carrying the cat through her climax and refusing to relent until Blake came down and was twitching away from her in oversensitivity instead of towards her.
Yang's chest was heaving in deep breaths and a whine left her on lips as Blake twitched in her aftershocks against her, her own sex sopping with need. She was so close just from watching Blake in the throes of delicious pleasure. Her dripping fingers slid into Blake's mouth and Yang moaned as the rough tongue coiled and wrapped around them, sucking them clean. Once sucked dry of Blake's fluids, the hand gripped Blake's chin and held her in the woman's gaze, thighs trembling below Blake as she forced her voice as steady as she could, "Why don't you put those gorgeous lips to better use for me Kitten?"
Red dusted Blake's cheeks and she nodded, scrambling off Yang's waist and kneeling on the floor between her knees, fingers eagerly gripping the waistband of Yang's boxers the woman usually slept in and pulling them to her ankles teasingly across the skin, tensing at Yang's drawn out groan. Strong thighs parted in need and a hand laced into the hair between Blake's cat ears as Yang pulled her head to her own core with a mix of rough and gentle that Blake loved.
The rough texture of her tongue slid along Yang's clit and the woman's hips jerked, pressing into Blake's touch and gripping her hair. The blonde really was teetering on the edge already and Blake loved it, wasting no time and latching her lips around the bundle of nerves, torturing it with her tongue as it curled and stroked the nub, causing deep moans from Yang's chest to bubble up as her hips bucked towards the sensation.
It didn't take long for Yang to succumb to her orgasm, hips fucking Blake's willing face as the cat slid her tongue down into the woman to drink it all in. When Yang relaxed, Blake licked her lips and squeaked as the blonde pulled her suddenly up into a warm embrace. She snuggled into Yang. While normally they could easily fill their day with rounds of pleasure, the two were just too sensitive from the long wait and all they wanted was to be close to one another now in the afterglow.
Blake sweetly scratched her fingers along Yang's scalp as she looked into her eyes, a sweet smile on her lips. Yang eyed the coated chin with her release and smirked, "W-wow Kitten…"
The faunus nodded in agreement but pressed a finger to Yang's lips, quickly stopping any awful pun or joke, "Don't ruin it."
A chuckle tickled her finger and they snuggled up to get through their morning together, Blake and Yang sharing sweet nothings with each other.
—-
When Weiss hung up her scroll her eyebrow was twitching angrily. How dare Yang ruin her comfortable morning. She turned back in bed to her wife, still peacefully asleep snuggled into her abdomen and the anger melted away. A light drool at the corner of Ruby's mouth made Weiss's face scrunch for a moment before she sighed softly, her fingers tracing down Ruby's loose bangs to her ear, along the shell and down her jaw before gently rubbing the saliva away.
Ruby squirmed a bit in her sleep in response, her brows knitting together as she whined in protest, holding Weiss tighter and nuzzling into her more, grumbling sleepily, "ten more minutes…"
Weiss rolled her eyes, watching Ruby sleep so lovingly and protectively wrapped around her, her heart swelling at the thought of her wife's desire to keep herself and their unborn child safe, as if just holding them could keep any and all risk away. She let herself ignore the logic of it and simply enjoy the thought. When ten minutes had passed she gently brushed Ruby's cheek, "Ruby… I need you to wake up and take me to the doctor please."
Her voice was so calm at first Ruby didn't understand the request. When the words sunk in, she shot upright, Weiss wincing at the shift in the bed around herself. Silver eyes took in Weiss's pained expression widely and she flew out of bed, tossing clothing about to get dressed. Weiss sat up in bed watching her and resting her chin in her hand, a bit of a smile curling on the corner of her mouth as she watched Ruby frantically darting around to find Weiss some clothes before speaking up kindly, "Ruby. This isn't a need to rush to a hospital. I just want to go get seen because it's still hurting since last night. You can calm down some. I don't think we need to be that rushed. It's not worse than it was, if anything it's calmed since."
The rosy woman stopped, blushing a bit embarrassed as she looked over at Weiss who was clearly amused. She moved back over, holding some clothing she knew Weiss liked but would be comfortable in, "Can you stand?"
Weiss considered herself for a moment then shook her head, "My back is pinched in the area and it's making my legs tingly and numb and it hurts to move around too much where I'm healing so I don't think that's a good idea."
In truth, she probably could if she took it slow but she loved when Ruby carried her and she knew Ruby enjoyed it too. So why deny them that luxury? It's not like Ruby found her heavy to carry. Ruby helped her turn in the bed to drape her legs over the edge and helped get her changed. She walked off to their bathroom and returned with a hair mousse and brush. Settling in behind her wife, Ruby applied the product and it helped the brush run cleanly through the long white hair without catching in tangles.
Weiss closed her eyes and let out a content sigh as Ruby got her ready, a guilty pleasure in how tender and loving every bit of it was from the woman she loved. It was helping calm her nerves and keep the worries at bay. As long as Ruby was here for her, she could get through this. Ruby kissed her head and braided the hair before going back to the bathroom and grabbing a warm damp washcloth. When she came back she sat before Weiss and gently washed the tired face.
"Ruby… I can do that myself…" Weiss weakly protested, a blush across her cheeks.
A cheeky smile graced Ruby's lips and she poked Weiss's nose, "Yes you could buuttt we both know you secretly love this Princess."
Weiss rolled her eyes but blushed darker and pouted, folding her arms, "You dolt…"
Ruby snickered and kissed Weiss's nose. That insult had long long ago become the easiest way for Ruby to tell she was making Weiss's heart turn happily and Ruby loved it. Once they were both ready for the day, Ruby helped get Weiss to the kitchen to get something light into her and get her the desired coffee when they came across Winter already making it.
The moment was tense for a second before Ruby took a breath feeling Weiss eyeing her and spoke as kindly as she could, "Good morning Winter. Is that the decaf?"
Winter nodded and let herself relax. It wasn't cheery how Ruby talked but it was clear she was making an effort and that made the oldest woman glad for some sort of step in a good direction. She nodded, "Yes. I figured Weiss might want some at some point."
Weiss let out quiet words of thanks as Ruby moved to make her a cup. She set it down before her wife before going back and getting some of the eggs on a plate that Winter had made, watching the sleepy baby clinging to Winter that was being held in one arm this whole time. In one of the child's hands was a bottle of milk that the baby was drinking from. At her age, it was probably the milk from the fridge but many babies still found comfort in milk from time to time even once they were weaned from formulas and mother's milk. The youngest woman could only assume it was part of a morning routine to soothe any crankiness the baby might have.
While Weiss ate her breakfast despite a lack of appetite, Ruby watched Winter with Dove. The woman had seemingly mastered the skill of getting through her routines even with one around occupied with holding a baby at the same time. It must have been hard to do it all alone, Ruby herself was already unsure how she was going to adapt and she had a lovely woman with her that would share the experience and efforts, she couldn't imagine making it alone while also still supporting a job and being available for a sibling.
"Yes?" Winter asked, catching Ruby staring in her peripheral vision as she made the rest of breakfast.
Weiss watched them carefully as Ruby rubbed her own neck, "S-sorry I just… I think it's pretty impressive how you have managed alone."
Slender fingers reached and laced into Ruby's and she looked down to see Weiss holding her hand sweetly, proud of her, as Winter let out a sigh, "It's not easy and I'm still learning but… I just want Dove to have the best life I can provide, one happier than mine was. For now, if that doesn't include her father then that's what it is."
As she got her plate set up and one for Ruby, she turned and handed it to the young woman, "If it makes you feel any better, I never intend to hide information about him from her, even if I don't want him involved. I told your sister that too last night."
Ruby nodded, taking the food. Winter sat down, Dove refusing to be anywhere but her arms evident with a cranky whine when Winter tried. Winter stared at her plate as she spoke, "Not that I owe you this explanation but… I didn't want to do that with you uncle. I just wanted to feel like I mattered enough to someone in that moment and he noticed. I'm sure it's hard for you to see him in such a light but I was intoxicated and vulnerable and lonely. I had given so much of my life since I was a teenager to Ironwood that I never was able to make a meaningful connection with anyone. Seeing Everyone so happy while I was so drunk made me just… willing to accept any sort of affections from anyone willing. But I'd have never chosen Qrow if I was in my right mind. I'm very embarrassed by what happened and the way he has talked to me since makes me feel sick, like he finally won some sort of game I was unaware I was playing with him. I still carry a piece of shame for what I allowed myself to do that night but Dove gives me some grace and I do not regret deciding to have her. So I'm sorry I can't tell him. Had the situation been different, I would but I just don't want him to be a part of my life in any way, it's too much. And I worry if I let him in her life, she will not have everything she deserves and she might end up like him. I wanted to tell you about it all but you always avoid me."
Weiss knew all this already of course, being her sister's greatest confidant as much as Winter often was hers, but Ruby had never really known the intricate details of what happened. Weiss and Winter had never told her or Yang, not wanting to ruin the image they held for someone so important to their life. Finally hearing it all, Ruby didn't know what to think or say. She glanced at Weiss who gave a nod that the information was true.
Blake had been the one who stumbled across Winter, a crying mess the next morning and had let Weiss know what was going on which would line up with the call Weiss got at the airport that morning that made the woman so irritable at the start of their honeymoon. So the two women from her team had always known and bore the knowledge from the sisters to protect their connection to Qrow. Had either known things would turn out this way, Weiss probably would've aired it all from the beginning.
Ruby swallowed hard, trying to wade through the shock as the image of her uncle was slightly shattered by this information. She had always known he was a sort of tramp with women but had never considered he might be a bit dubious in his chases as well. She breathed in deeply and sat at a chair near Winter, "I'm sorry for how I've treated you. I'm going to do my best to be better family for you two from now on."
Winter just waved it off, not wanting to live in the story any longer or receive any pity. Weiss cleared her throat in the silence of the room once everyone was done eating, "Winter you are welcome to let yourself out when you see fit or stay but Ruby and I are headed to Vacuo so I can see my doctor. I think I might have hurt myself last night. I just want to be sure."
Winter nodded and Ruby got Weiss up, taking them outside. Before she could use her semblance, Weiss gripped her chin a bit painfully and made them make eye contact, "No. We take the car to the airship. I am not in the mood to be rose petals today."
Ruby nervously chuckled and nodded, getting them to the station and onto the ship headed for Vacuo.