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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      RWBY
  Relationship:
      Ruby_Rose/Weiss_Schnee
  Character:
      Ruby_Rose_(RWBY), Weiss_Schnee, Penny_Polendina, Blake_Belladonna, Glynda
      Goodwitch
  Additional Tags:
      Making_Out, Cunnilingus, Magic-Users, Alternate_Universe_-_Fantasy
  Series:
      Part 3 of Sexy_Animal_Noise
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-25 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 10825
****** Cold Touches and Hot Kisses ******
by ruff_ethereal
Summary
     With great power comes great responsibility, so the Old World saying
     went, and for Weiss, it doesn't really get much greater than being a
     living, breathing, walking magical reactor that has a habit of
     accidentally freezing things, and potentially exploding in an ugly,
     icy mess if she can't get a handle on it in time.
     Training at the Weaver's Terrace helps her get her newfound magical
     ability under control and show her new uses for it, while alone time
     with Ruby helps her discovery all the other interesting ways you can
     use water magic...
Notes
     The following is a smutty version of chapters 59-62 of the Keeper of
     the Grove.
     For those that have a problem with it, Ruby is described as having
     pubic hair/a “bush,” so watch out for that.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Weiss came to by noon, feeling much better now that she'd both caught up on her
lost sleep, and had so much tension and stress released just like that. “Piper,
I should really get laid much more often...” she thought to herself as she
looked at who could help with just that.
Ruby was still in her nest, naked, asleep, and drooling all over her pillow.
Weiss bit her lip and blushed, debating whether or not she should wake her up
and ask her all the new burning questions on her mind, or ask her if she was
game for yet more fooling around, before she decided not to.
Instead, she put on her work dress, then tiptoed it out of their room and
outside the house. Tending to her crops and her new orchard occupied her
thoughts for a while, but after she closed the lid on the storage box, there
was no avoiding it anymore:
“I kissed Ruby.” Weiss thought. “And she kissed me back. And thenwe had wild,
passionate,amazingsex.”
She looked down at the lid, her face beginning to burn all over again, a flood
of mixed emotions welling up inside of her:
Confusion, as she wondered just what exactly this new relationship would
entail, as though Ruby wasn’t Weiss’ first girlfriend, she was the first person
she’d dated across specieslines.
Excitement, as she remembered how amazing her lips felt on her, how well their
bodies fit together, the way her touch brought all sorts of
interestingreactions to her that she’d never felt with anyone else, those
rough, strong hands toying and groping her breasts, that affectionate and
skilled tongue on her nipples, the rippling muscles of her thigh pressed up
against her pussy.
Dread, as she wondered if this was all it was about as far as it was going to
get: sex, maybe some emotional support and encouragement, but nothing deeper
than that.
Horror, as she imagined what the Fae’s casual attitude for sex might entail, if
one of these days she’d just find out of the blue or from an off-hand comment
that Ruby had had sex with someone else, that Ruby wouldn’t be able to
understand the betrayal and the outrage Weiss would feel, nor expect that her
reaction could be like that.
Arousal, as she imagined Ruby apologizing to her profusely, and offering to
make up for it however Weiss wanted her to, with the Fae she had dallied with
offering themselves also to make up for the unintended distress.
“Weiss?” Penny asked.
Weiss screamed and jumped into the air, face burning red. She looked in worry
at the thin layer of frost that had formed over the lid, hurriedly dispelled
it, before she turned to Penny.
“Y-Yes…?” she asked, trying and failing to act casual.
Penny hesitated a moment. “I just came over to remind you that you're due at
the Weaver's Terrace in an hour, 2 PM as Elder Goodwitch had ordered,” she
replied.
Weiss blinked. “O-Oh, right… I… should I do anything before I go?”
“I would heavily advise dressing in your full weaver's armour, and eating a
heavy lunch as you skipped breakfast, preferably something high in
carbohydrates as you will begin your Elemental Weaving training today. Even
with your naturally high stores of mana, performing magic will still tax your
physical body, if just your mind and willpower.
“That aside, I’m assuming you and Ruby had engaged in some veryvigorous sexual
activity earlier this morning.”
Weiss stared blankly at Penny, her cheeks rapidly bursting into flames.
“How are you feeling, by the way?” Penny asked. “My sensors are not detecting
any sort of serious injury, nor have you been showing any signs of physical
pain or struggle moving, but I can’t detect superficial injuries through your
clothes, and there is always the possibility that you are used to rough
intercourse.”
There was silence for a long, longwhile. Penny patiently waited for Weiss to
reply.
“How did you know about this?!”Weiss cried, feeling like her face was melting
yet again.
“Qrow told me that he almost walked in on you two again, myself and Blake were
alerted to your activities when the volume became too much for the walls to
dampen, and earlier I saw you and Ruby completely naked, noticed a large spike
in your hormone levels concurrent with that of sexual activity, and detected an
exceptionally large amount of both of your arousal in the air.
“Really, it’d be more surprising if I didn’trealize you two were--” Penny made
a sexy animal noise.
Weiss buried her face in her hands. “There are no secrets in a place like this,
are there?” she muttered.
“Nope!” Penny chirped. “And I would advise you not to keep any from me, as I am
your personal mender, making sure you are healthy is one of my primary
responsibilities, and Fae intercourse is notoriouslydangerous with a high risk
of injury, especially when one or more of the parties are humans or dominantly
human hybrids like yourself.”
“It can’t be thatbad, can it?”
“Not unless you don’t consider fractured hip bones, multiple lacerations around
and inside your genital area, and severe wrist sprains that require surgery to
treat as ‘bad,’” Penny replied. “You are aware of how incredibly strong Ruby
is, yes?”
“… Yes…?”
“Imagine for a moment that she didn’t have the exceptional muscle control and
finesse that she does, that she didn’t realize she needed to pull back so much
of her power to ensure that you wouldn’t get injured—this wouldn’t even need to
be anything particularly dangerous and inherently risky like erotic
asphyxiation, just imagine her groping one of your breasts with all the
strength she had, or her fingering you at the fastest speeds she’s capable of.”
Weiss did. The resulting thoughts were disturbing, enlightening, and
strangelyarousing. “I… uh… see what you mean now...” she mumbled.
Penny nodded. “Then you understand why I heavily advise you to please be open
to me about your sex life with Ruby.
“I realize that you would wish this all to be private, Weiss, but we live in
close proximity with each other, Ruby speaks frankly and openly to me about all
manner of topics including her sexual habits, and should you get injured and
I’d have to treat you, or Elysia forbid, summon emergency menders, we will find
out anyway, so might as well prevent unnecessary suffering, yes?”
Weiss grumbled. She had a point.
“There’s also the matter that your relationship with Ruby is of great interest
to the Council.”
Weiss frowned. “Why for…?”
“For one, they’d really rather their Keepers aren’t heartbroken, depressed, or
lagging on their personal care and maintenance because of relationship issues;
fighting a Soul Eater requires all watchers involved to be at peak condition,
and with their minds completely attuned to the fight.
“Any moment of distraction could potentially be lethal—to all of Avalon, should
Ruby be killed, and the bloodline dies with her.”
Weiss paused. “… Right...”
Penny suddenly looked away; she couldn't blush, having no blood nor
modifications to her “skin” that could simulate it, but Weiss could tell she
would have if she could. “… And in the interest of transparency, this is also
motivated by my own desire to learn more about courtship and how to attempt it
myself.”
Weiss blinked. “Wait… so you… want to learn about… that… from me…?”
Penny turned back to her. “Yes. My creators were life mates, and though they
were very frank and open about their relationship and answered all of my
inquiries in detail without fail, I’ve constantly lagged in my knowledge of
sexual intercourse.”
“I’m going to regret asking this, but why, exactly?”
“One of them is a water weaver, and I could potentially become collateral
damage in the middle of the act itself,” Penny replied. “Emotional arousal has
been proven to affect your alignment's magic even more than that of fire
weavers, if less destructive. Generally speaking, at least...”
Weiss looked at her gloved hand, thought for a moment what would have happened
if Ruby hadn’t noticed and pulled away when she did. Piper, that would have
been mortifying. She turned back to Penny.
“I’m still not an expert at this, you know! I've… never really been good at
dating, especially when sex gets involved…”
“How so?”
Weiss debated it for a moment, before she shook her head. “I'm sorry, but I
don't feel like sharing even moreof the intimate details of my love andsex
life, when I know there's probably an army of chroniclers itching to dissect
every word after your next brain drain.”
Penny nodded. “Understood, and I shall not ask again. Also, if it helps, the
chroniclers mostly have a purelyacademic interest towards the Keepers and their
lovers; those that do find it arousing are oftentimes shifted off to different
projects as there’s a very real fear of bias and distraction.”
Weiss closed her eyes and shuddered. “Let’s just… pleasenot talk about this
anymore…!”
Penny nodded. “As you wish.”
They headed back into the house, and to the kitchen, where Blake was already
sitting at the table, reading and enjoying a plate of sashimi from some fish
she had caught last night.
As Penny got out pots and pans and fired up the oven, Weiss opened the fridge
to see what they’d have to work with. Inside was another plate of sashimi,
carefully wrapped in plastic with a sticky note on it.
Unlike the first one, there was a much more flattering cartoon of Weiss’ face
with a checkmark beside it, with the Fae word <if> below it plus a crude
drawing of Weiss and Ruby presumably having verynoisy sex, a disgruntled
looking Blake on the other side, and an X between them.
She pulled her head out of the fridge, and smiled apologetically at Blake.
She looked up from her reading, and gave her a surly look back.
===============================================================================
Penny and Weiss headed off to the Weaver’s Terrace, and spent the rest of the
day training with Elder Goodwitch, trying to get a handle of her powers through
various games, like “Whip-It,” where she had to knock out of the air or fish
out special orbs, never holding or hitting them too hard or too soft or else
they’d explode or wouldn’t budge.
All of them would have been easy as could be, if it weren’t for the fact that
she had to do all of them without the benefit of Myrtenaster or her gauntlet.
She’d only had them for a few days, but already she was starting to understand
just how much of the work they did for her, like all this time she had just
been captain of a rowboat standing at the helm and valiantly pointing her crew
towards the direction they should be rowing towards, and nothing else. Now she
was in charge of the oars, the rudder, and navigating all at once, and
floundering badly.
If it weren’t for Elder Goodwitch and Penny giving her a handicap and
assistance, she probably would have sunk a long time ago, at the mercy of the
currents as she desperately gripped onto a floating chunk of wood.
The hours passed, Weiss’ brain and body started to hurt from all the deliberate
motions and mental effort involved in spellcasting. Elder Goodwitch decided it
was time for her to learn to meditate like a water weaver, and they all headed
to the giant tree/fountain built specifically for that.
She had assumed that it was going to be relaxing like the stretching and yoga
that she had done with Ruby and the others, but of course, it ended up being a
long, longhalf-hour spent trying to sit still and maintain the proper posture
as a constant flow of water poured over her head.
By the end of it, she was soaked, frustrated, and miserable.
“How are you feeling?” Glynda asked as she helped her back up to her feet.
“Soaked, frustrated, and miserable,” Weiss grumbled. “I thought meditation was
supposed to make me all calm and peaceful!”
“It's not, that's just an unfortunately common misconception,” Glynda replied.
“Those who have been practicing them religiously for years generally tend to be
much more emotionally stable, happier, and less stressed out, however!” Penny
chirped.
Weiss glared at her.
Glynda put a hand on her shoulder. “Don't worry, you'll get it right
eventually. Most everyone is terrible their first time meditating—myself
included.”
Weiss continued to scowl, before she was just too tired to be angry. “Please
tell me there's someplace to eat around here...” she muttered as her stomach
growled. “I'll take whatever.”
Glynda nodded, and they headed for the Earth quadrant.
The night’s fare was a “Forgotten Pot,” a Sekhmet specialty that was a stew of
meat, vegetables, animal bones, spices, herbs, and a dash of bacteria culture,
before being buried underground and left to ferment for at least a month.
“The original recipe really was a pot of stew that had been forgotten in the
wake of a cave-in,” Penny explained as a weaver poured Weiss a bowl. “Three
months later, the team in charge of reopening the tunnels managed to find the
clay cookware intact, and as it happens, their supplies had been raided by
subterranean pests earlier.
“Their mender deemed it reasonably safe to eat still, and a staple of every
table and feast spread was born!”
Weiss picked her bowl up, looked dubiously at the bones, the meat, and the
vegetables floating in the rich, golden stew. “Are you sure this won't mess my
gut up?”
“Positive,” Penny said. “The ingredients were originally imported from Sekhmet,
but they have been grown locally in the Valley.”
“Try sucking out the bone marrow first,” Glynda said. “Can't speak for it
myself for obvious reasons, but I hear it's quite good.”
Weiss' uneasily fished one of the bones out of her soup, put it to her lips,
and did as the carnivores and omnivores among them.
The golden marrow hit her tongue, Weiss eyes widened as it all but melted in
her mouth, coating her taste buds in a medley of powerful, deliciousflavours.
It felt like getting smacked in the face with a large rock, except you'd have
an amazing taste in your mouth and warm, liquid gold trickling down your throat
as soon as you swallowed.
You'd still be plenty dazed, though.
Weiss stared blankly ahead, her bowl resting on the flat slab of rock they were
all dining on.
Glynda pulled her bowl from her lips, and smiled. “Enjoying yourself?”
“Holy shit...” Weiss muttered, still dazed.
Glynda chuckled, before she continued eating.
“If you wish to continue training at this intensity on a regular basis, I would
highly advise you increase your food intake, especially simple and complex
carbohydrates,” Penny said. “Elemental weaving is hungry work.”
Weiss made an affirmative noise before she went to look for more marrow-filled
bones in her soup.
The dinner ended with Weiss full and feeling muchbetter, her bowl empty but for
the bones sucked clean of fat. As she soon found out, it was polite in Sekhmet
to pile them all up in the center, free for those who could to chew on.
The sounds of idle conversation and bones cracking and splintering filled the
air, surprisingly pleasant to listen to even if Weiss could only understand
bits and pieces of what they were saying.
“Weiss, will you please walk with me?” Glynda asked as she got up.
Weiss looked down at her distended stomach, frowned, and got up. “With
pleasure, Elder Goodwitch,” she said as she followed her.
The two of them walked a good distance away from the others, to the side of a
cliff-face. It was peaceful and quiet, the weavers meditating in the carved out
niches silent and still like statues, the light-stones and the moonlight
beaming through the canopy bathing everything in a soft, friendly glow.
“I'm assuming this isn't just to help our digestion?” Weiss asked.
Glynda nodded. “Penny has told me that she now has conclusive, undeniable
evidence that you and Ruby have started having”--she made a sexy animal noise.
Weiss blushed, the sense of satisfaction and pleasant feelings from dinner fast
disappearing. “Can we please not talk about this?”
Glynda shook her head. “I’m afraid we have to, Weiss: inexperienced weavers
areincredibly prone to accidentally injuring or even killing themselves and
their partners during the act because of their magic flaring up at the worst
possible moments.
“You are aware of the effects emotions can have on water weavers like
ourselves, correct?”
Weiss winced. “I almostgot a firsthand experience of it earlier this morning,
yes. Don't worry: I'll make sure to always wear my gauntlet before me and Ruby
get…” she struggled for a moment “… intimate.”
Glynda frowned as she slowed to a stop. “That’s not nearlyenough, Weiss. Your
training here is just one half, teaching you the specifics and the techniques
to harnessing your power; the other is for you to master what is much more
dangerous and destructive, even more so than that aqua laser you decimated
Abner's army of golems with.”
Weiss looked at her, waited for her answer.
Glynda gently touched her on her chest. “Yourself.”
Weiss blinked.“Seriously…?”
“Yes, seriously,” Glynda replied flatly. “In all my years of being alive, I
have not met a weaver that didn't have considerablepersonal issues, and those
that seemed completely put together were always just very good at denial and
maintaining outward appearances.
“Your powers are not some entity separate from yourself, like the difference
between you and Myrtenaster—it isyou, making up every single component of your
being, physical, mental, emotional, and magical.
“And there are few places it’s more obvious than when you experience intense
emotions—be it joy, depression, anger, disgust, and especially that of
arousal.”
Weiss blushed, and didn’t reply.
“You’re extremely reserved and repressed, Weiss: I’ve seen it in person and
through Penny and Qrow’s chronicles, how you’re always so careful, so guarded,
always putting on your absolute best face and putting it away only when you’re
sure no one can see you.
“Alongside the fact that that’s a miserableway to live, it’s also dangerous.
You remember what happened when you first held Myrtenaster?”
Weiss nodded, eyes cast down on the floor, cheeks still burning.
“Why do you think that happened?”
Weiss didn’t answer.
“Because you bottled it all up inside, all your emotions and your feelings,
tried to put a stopper on it as if by trying hard enough, by refusing to
acknowledge them for long enough, you’ll stop having them altogether.
“But that doesn’t work—it just leads to you exploding when you can’t hold it
back any longer.
“Emotions aren’t an inherently good or bad thing, Weiss. They’re just signs and
messages from your body telling you what’s going on in you and around you, and
you should neverignore them. That’s why weavers of our alignment meditate under
or in water, to remind ourselves that we should let our thoughts and feelings
come freely, like a flowing stream or the currents of the ocean.”
“But what if those thoughts and feelings are bad,huh?” Weiss cried.
“What if they're scary, and confusing, and will only hurt me and other people?
Like wanting to slap the face off my literature teacher for being such a
pretentious dick, letting my grades slip because I can’t muster up the fucks to
even care about my academics anymore, the desire to literallypounce on someone
and tear their clothes and… you know… even if we’re in the middle of public in
front of so much people?!” she snapped, her hands shaking, her eyes tearing up,
and her cheeks burning.
Glynda put her hand on Weiss' chest. She felt her magic magic poured into her,
the cold and painful unease she felt melting away then turning into a wave of
warmth spreading all over her body.
Glynda smiled as she took her hand back. “Then you let them pass, or you turn
them into something better.”
Weiss stared at her in confusion, eyes still moist, the skin of her face hot.
“Water is the element of Transformation, Weiss,” Glynda continued. “Taking
whatever is dangerous and destructive, and turning it into something to heal
and protect is our alignment's 'thing.' Now if you'll excuse me, I need to
leave now; lots of work for the Eve of the Ether festival here in the Valley,
and unlike Candela, it goes on till daybreak the next day.”
Weiss nodded. “I understand. Good night, Elder Goodwitch.”
Glynda nodded back. “Good night, Weiss. You can take the teleporter, if you'd
like to return to Keepers' Hollow quickly,” she said. “Don't worry: we have
charms to keep you from getting sick.”
“Thank you for the heads-up,” Weiss said, nodding.
“And one more thing: from personal experience and conversations with our fellow
weavers, there is nothingquite as satisfying nor even remotely similar to
incorporating your powers into intimate moments, be it touch, kissing, or”--she
made a sexy animal noise.”
She smiled. “As the saying goes, ‘Once you try weaver, you’ll never want
another.’”
Weiss face suddenly felt like it was melting. Glynda, turned around and left,
looking quite pleased with herself.
Weiss groaned and shook her head, decided to take the long way around to get
back to Penny. She stopped mid-stride as her comm-crystal started beeping. She
reflexively answered it, and a magical projection appeared just in front of her
face.
“Hey Weiss!” Ruby said, waving.
Weiss blushed even more. “R-Ruby! Hi!”she started to sweat. “Why are you
calling…?”
“Just wanted to ask if you and Penny are coming home soon,” Ruby replied. “I
could go to bed and get some sleep before the Eve tomorrow…” she smiled. “… OrI
could stay up, so we can get some more alone time.”
Weiss blinked. “We’ll be home ASAP,” she said, smiling.
Ruby beamed. “Awesome. Oh, and before I forget: can we talk tomorrow morning?”
“About what...?” Weiss asked, her smile disappearing.
“You know, this new relationship of ours, especially because we're meeting you-
know-who at Candela tomorrow, and she's going to be all overthis.We never
really got to discuss it earlier—hard to talk while I’ve got your tits in my
mouth, after all!”
Weiss blushed even harder.
Ruby frowned. “Should I stop with the”--she made a sexy animal noise--
”references?”
“… I'll be comfortable with them eventually, Ruby,” Weiss said. “Just not any
time soon.”
Ruby nodded. “Okay. Well, bye Weiss!” she reached for her comm-crystal.
“Wait, Ruby!”
Ruby paused, looking at her and patiently waiting.
“I love you,” Weiss said quickly. She paused. “See you soon.”
Ruby blinked, before she chuckled. “I love you too, Weiss, and looking
veryforward to seeing you back here,” she said with a wink.
Her comm-crystal automatically shut off. Weiss blushed even more, before she
hurried it on back to Penny, through the same path Elder Goodwitch had taken.
Looks like she wasn’t taking the long-way around after all.
***** Chapter 2 *****
The Terrace’s teleporter was at the altar in the center, where all the
quadrants met.
Had Weiss not had Ruby on her mind and distracting thoughts related to her
beside, she would have slowed down to examine the ancient architecture, the
intricate carvings and designs, and the goings on of her fellow weavers. As it
was, she just let Penny lead her as swiftly as she could through the temple and
to the bottom of a flight of stairs, into a vast underground chamber that was
radiating with magic.
Barriers surrounded the edges of the scaffolding they walked on, so no one
would accidentally fall into the gently swirling concentration of pure magic in
the center of it all:
A wellspring.
A tiny one, true, but still a considerable amount of mana gathered in one
place.
“This… isn’t how I remembered Ruby teleporting me out of my old room...” Weiss
muttered as a weaver prepared them for the trip.
“It’s a different method,” Penny replied. “Teleportation via wellsprings are
much easier to sustain and have less side-effects compared to the air charms
and totems used for emergency extraction, not to mention boundless utility
beside.”
The barrier was let down, just enough for Weiss and Penny to stand side-by-
side. Penny reached out and grabbed Weiss hand, she held on tight. The surface
of the wellspring swirled and changed, forming a hazy image of Keeper’s Hollow.
Weiss took a deep breath, Penny counted to three, and then the two jumped in
feet first.
It was a verydifferent method indeed.
She was still transmuted into magic, but instead of being broken up into
millions upon millions of tiny fragments, then sent screaming across Avalon,
Weiss remained whole, floating down the natural lines of mana all throughout
the realm, being pushed and pulled by invisible currents.
She opened her mouth in wonder, reflexively tried to shut it, until she found
no water rushing into her mouth and lungs. As she floated by with Penny by her
side, their hands still intertwined, she felt something:
A sense of complete and total peace.
Her whole body brimming with endless power and potential.
Like she had become one with something bigger than herself, bigger than anyone,
or anything.
No.
Like she was alwayspart of it, she had just never realized until then.
And just like that, it was over.
Penny and Weiss came bursting out of the top of the fountain in Keeper’s
Hollow, propelled by an arc of water, their forms translucent and steadily
becoming more and more solid until they hit the ground, completely back to
normal.
Penny eyes glowed and faded as she stood stiff for a moment. “All systems
rebooted and recalibrated. Are you alright, Weiss?” she asked.
Weiss nodded dumbly. “… Hey, Penny, did you--”
“Feel completely at one with Avalon while we were being transported?” Penny
suggested, before she shook her head. “I’m afraid the Flow is exclusive to
water weavers like yourself.”
Weiss nodded her head. She looked back at the fountain, made a note to set
aside a half-hour each day to meditate under it. If that was what feeling the
Flow felt like, she was going to do most everything in her power to experience
it again.
For now, however, it was off to her room before Ruby passed out or gave up for
all the waiting.
Weiss hurried back to the house, her fatigue draining away as excitement
flooded in, her body beginning to tingle in anticipation—not just between her
legs, but all over, from the tips of her fingers to her toes.
Penny noticed as she caught up with her. “I’m detecting a sudden positive spike
in your mood and magical activity, Weiss!” she said as she kept pace with her.
“Mind if I ask what brought about this change?”
Weiss blushed as she kept her brisk pace. “Oh, you know—just happy to be home
after all that training!” she lied.
Penny smirked. “I’m assuming Ruby is involved?”
Weiss blushed even harder, and didn’t reply.
Penny smiled, pulled down her shirt’s collar, reached into her chassis, and
pulled out a bottle. “Lubrication,” she explained as she pressed it into Weiss
hand. “Rule of thumb is to always use more than you think is sufficient,
especiallywith earth aligned partners like Ruby.”
Weiss muttered something that might have been “Thanks,” before she hurried on
off to the house.
To the benefit of her sanity and her face not literally bursting into flames—or
freezing over, as she supposed might actually happen—Penny kept quiet the rest
of the night, only calling out to Weiss as she lowered the elevator for her,
and quietly slinking off to her and Blake’s room after they came through the
front door.
Weiss stopped just outside of her and Ruby’s room, thoughts running through her
head. She didn’t know what to expect on the other side of that wall, and her
hearing wasn’t nearly good enough to be able to listen through the thick, solid
walls; knowing Ruby and what they just did earlier this morning, it might be a
continuation of that, turn it up a notch (or several), but what if it wasn’t?
This wasn’t exactly the first time a girlfriend had changed her mind in the
time in between.
Weiss knew that a lot could happen even in the span of five minutes, and that
there were plenty of things that could happen to you that would seriously turn
you off instantly, and for a long while after that, no matter how worked up you
had been.
… And there was always the possibility that they were just baiting her with
something she’d very likely clear her entire schedule for, something she
wouldn’t make an excuse for if she could help it.
Weiss shook her head. “You’re being paranoid...” she muttered to herself.
Ruby was honest, blunt, and had all the finesse and grace of a dirt blaster
being used on a sand dune. She also mentioned that talk of their relationship
was reserved for tomorrow morning. It was likely that tonight, she just wanted
to chat about nothing at all, cuddle, or maybe make-out some more, see if they
were still awake enough to take it further than that…
Weiss’ cheeks heated up, her breath started to turn shallow. She raised her
gauntlet to her face, blasting herself with a quick, cool mist of water. “Down,
Weiss, down...”she muttered as she wiped off the excess on her sleeve.
She took a few calming breaths, smiled sweetly, and carefully opened the door.
“Ruby, I’m back!” she said as she stepped in.
Ruby looked up from whatever she was doing on her comm-crystal. She beamed as
she waved at Weiss, her eyes lighting up. “Hey Weiss!” she said as she shut it
off, got up off her nest and padded over to her. “How was the Weaver’s
Terrace?”
Weiss winced. “It was, uh… something.”
Ruby smiled warmly at her. “Want to talk about it?”
Weiss shook her head. “I’d prefer it if we could just make-out for a while,
actually, see where that leads this time...”
Ruby chuckled. “Well, you’ve definitely come prepared!” she said, gesturing
towards the bottle of lube still in her hand.
Weiss blushed. “… Yes… yes I am...”
Ruby reached out and cupped her cheek. “Go get out of those clothes, then get
in my nest, Weiss,” she purred as she looked into her eyes. “Much as I’d
loveto, I can’t stay up all night...”
She leaned in and kissed her. The skin of Weiss’ lips suddenly tingled and
turned chilly, the sensation quickly spreading to the rest of her body.
“Woah!” Weiss cried as she jumped back in surprise. “What was that?”
Ruby chuckled. “Your magic, silly! Did Penny not explain it to you?”
Weiss blushed and looked away. “Ah, no… she offered, but I refused.”
Ruby chuckled. “Good thing I dated weavers before! The thing is, whenever you
get excited, your magic gets excited too, bounces around all over the place and
gets everywhere.”
“That sounds dangerous,” Weiss said, unconsciously holding her bare hand in the
gloved one.
Ruby nodded grimly. “It can be, if you’re not careful.” She grinned. “But, it
can also be fucking awesome.”
“How so?” Weiss asked.
“Have you ever had a girlfriend who can turn her hands into vibrators?”
Weiss blinked as her mouth formed a small “o.” “A-Ah… do you want me to, you
know, try that…?” she asked, slowly taking her hand out.
Ruby nodded, before she looked concerned. “You sure you’ve got enough mana for
it? You spent all afternoon at the Terrace, you’re probably drained. I don’t
want you to wake up all miserable tomorrow because you were forcing yourself to
go on empty.”
Weiss smiled as she held up her hand, channeled some magic into her fingertips
until they glowed her signature ice blue. “I’ve used up a lot of my power, yes,
but not allof it.”
Ruby smiled back. “Let’s just keep to the simple stuff for now, then...~” she
hummed as she skipped back to her pillows and sheets.
Weiss proceeded to put away all of her gear in record time, before she pulled
off her weaver’s coat and threw it off to some corner to be picked up tomorrow
morning, when she didn’t have more pressing concerns on her mind. Then, she
sauntered on over to Ruby in nothing but her underwear, her gauntlet, and her
steel-silk stockings, the bottle of lube in one hand.
She sat down beside Ruby, set the bottle down within easy reach, and smiled
nervously at her. “So, how do I use my magic for this?”
Ruby giggled as she cupped her cheek. “Like we always do,” she replied as she
leaned in and closed her eyes.
Their lips met once more, Weiss magic flared up even stronger, the skin of her
mouth tingling and growing chilly, as did the tips of her fingers; she tried to
clamp down on it, channel it elsewhere, before Ruby pulled away.
“Don’t,” she whispered softly, “just go with it.”
Weiss frowned. “Are you sure…?”
Ruby smiled. “Yes.I’m made of tough stuff, Weiss, I can take it.”
Weiss sighed. “Just promise me you’ll tell me the moment something feels wrong,
alright?”
Ruby nodded. “I will.”
They leaned in and tried a third time.
This time, Weiss didn’t resist, letting her magic flow in wherever it wanted,
till her skin felt like it was humming; she opened her eyes, saw and felt her
power begin to seep out of her body and into Ruby, the skin of her mouth and
her cheeks glowing ice blue for a moment before it turned into a calming
silver, and faded away.
Ruby held the back of her head, threaded her fingers into her hair and pulled
her in closer. Weiss heard her make a small, needy moan as they continued to
kiss.
She wanted more, and Weiss obliged her, strengthening the flow of magic,
turning the drip into a steady stream of power. Ruby made a low, pleasedrumble
in her throat; Weiss felt humming sensation strengthen, feeling verydifferent
now that it was coming from Ruby’s lips instead, in a verygood way.
“Mnn...~” Weiss moaned, feeling a shiver run down her spine, from the cold and
excitement.
They broke away for air, the both of them panting, lips glistening with their
spit and faintly glowing with their respective auras.
“You figured it out yet…?” Ruby whispered in between breaths.
Weiss put her hands on Ruby’s shoulders lifted herself up so she could stare
down into Ruby’s eyes; she looked up at her in curiosity, her fingers loosening
themselves from her hair.
“Maybe after a little tongue…?” Weiss murmured with a little predatory smile.
Ruby blinked, before her eyes brightened, she tilted her head back and eagerly
parted her lips.
Weiss didn’t hesitate. She dove in, slipped her tongue into Ruby’s mouth, find
out that she tasted like chocolate chip cookies—sweet but not overwhelmingly
so, with a mix of something she couldn’t name but knew she would be craving
from now on.
Her magic surged again, away from her lips and into her tongue this time,
alternately making it feel warm and wet with her spit, or cool with a light
frost pouring into Ruby’s mouth.
Ruby squeaked and shivered, her whole body tensing up for a moment, before she
yielded even more to Weiss, enjoyed the sudden shifts in temperature as Weiss
explored her mouth and toyed with her own tongue.
Weiss pulled away, Ruby kept her eyes shut and her lips parted, giving her a
clear view straight into her hot, wet mouth, see the drool trickling out the
sides, the light mist pouring out.
Ruby he let out a little whine, and looked at Weiss with confused, hungry eyes.
“Weiss…! Why’d you stop…?”
“I, uh…” Weiss blushed. “Just wanted to get a look at you… it’s a…thingof
mine...”
Ruby smiled. “You should have told me earlier—I’d happily show off for you!”
“How so?”
Ruby grinned, before she opened her mouth, let her tongue dart out and show her
just how fast and agile it was.
Weiss stared and blushed, her mouth slowly falling open.
Ruby slipped her tongue back in. “Liked that?”
Weiss replied by diving right back in, her tongue slipping back into Ruby’s
mouth; Ruby met it with her own tongue, and the two to find out firsthand all
the interestingthings they could do together. The mood heated up as Weiss’
magic surged again, the chill replaced by a steady, powerful, pleasurable
thrum.
It was all going verywell, until Ruby made a moan that sounded more like a
yawn.
Weiss noticed, and pulled away. “Tired?” she asked, panting.
Ruby sheepishly nodded her head. “More than I thought I was… can we put this on
hold till tomorrow morning?”
Weiss nodded. “Yes; I’m getting sleepy, too, anyway.”
Ruby smiled, and gave her a quick kiss. “I promiseI’ll make it up to you
tomorrow morning.”
Weiss smiled back. “I know you will.”
“Oh, and Weiss: can I ask a favour?”
“What?”
“Can I sleep on your boobs?”
Weiss blinked, then frowned. “You’re going to end up drooling all over my
chest, aren’t you?”
Ruby looked away. “… Uh, yeah, definitely.” She looked back at Weiss. “We can
not, if you don’t want to.”
Weiss thought about it, before she sighed. “I guess I’ll just clean it all up
in the morning… it’s not like we hadn’t been slobbering all over each other
just now.”
Ruby blinked. “Really?”
Weiss unhooked her bra, laid down on her back, and patted her bare chest. “Yes,
now get on here before I change my mind.”
Ruby squealed in delight, before she laid down beside Weiss and rested her head
on her chest, her chin in her cleavage, a breast on either side of her face.
“Oh, Eluna…”she purred. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this...”
“Why are you so obsessed with my breasts?” Weiss asked, more curious than
anything else.
Ruby chuckled as she looked up at her. “Because, Weiss, they’re boobs, and more
importantly, they’re yourboobs.” She nuzzled her face in deeper, and closed her
eyes. “Good night, Weiss, I love you.”
Weiss kept on blushing as she wrapped her arms around Rub, and held her close.
“Goodnight, Ruby… I love you too.”
Ruby was asleep in moments. Weiss stayed awake for a little while longer, felt
the weight of Ruby on her chest, looked at her content face buried in her
cleavage, listened to her softly snoring, before she let sleep overwhelm her
once more.
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Weiss was back in her dreamworld, sitting in the kitchen table of Keeper's
Hollow. She briefly wondered why her subconscious decided to drop her here, of
all places.
Boom! Pffrrtt!
Weiss screamed and fell out of her chair as confetti and magic sparks rained
down around her.
Thud.
Summer awkwardly blew her party-blower a second time.
Pfrrrrttt…
From the floor, Weiss looked at her in a mixture of anger and mortification.
Summer pulled the party-blower out of her mouth. “Sorry.”
“Sweet Shepherd,you trying to give her a heart attack?!” Nick snapped as he
pulled Weiss up from the floor with a massive hand. “You alright, sweetheart?”
“I’m fine, but HOW IS SUMMER IN HERE?!” she cried, her cheeks burning.
Summer smiled. “Echoes show up when you’re near something, someplace, or
someonethat had a lot of sentimental value for whoever died.”
Weiss paused “Ah.”
Summer looked around. “Hey, where’s Freya?”
“Somewhere else around here, screaming and panicking,” Nick replied. “Now come
on, let’s vamoose and give Weiss some alone time.”
“Aww, but I’m not done congratulating her for finally hooking up with Ruby!”
Summer whined. “I even made a banner and everything!”
“A banner?” Weiss asked, before she shook her head. “You know what, never mind,
I don’t want to know, just get out of here!” she cried, pointing at the exit.
“Oh come on!” Summer whined as Nick escorted her out. “It's not like we don't
always end up discussing”--she made a sexy animal noise--”right?!”
“That's exactlywhy I'm seriously debating letting you two and grandma into my
dreams anymore!”
Summer made a disappointed noise as she headed out the kitchen with Nick.
Weiss sat back down, groaned, and let her head hit the table. “There really is
no privacy here...” she muttered.
She supposed she’d have to get used to it—between awkward conversations with
the others and dead relatives in her dreams, versus never getting intimate with
Ruby ever again, she’d take the first.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Morning in Keeper's Hollow yet again.
Weiss woke up with an unpleasant, sticky feeling all over her chest. Her sleep-
addled brain briefly wondered what could have caused it, before she opened her
eyes and saw Ruby still sleeping on her bare chest, a dreamy smile on her face,
and a thick trail of drool trickling out the side of her mouth.
It was simultaneously adorable and incrediblydisgusting.
“Mmnnn...” Weiss groaned. “Ruby, get up!” she said as she gently shook her
awake.
<Five more minutes…!> Ruby whined, before she happily nuzzled her face into
Weiss’ cleavage again.
Weiss blushed and scowled. “Ruby Rose, you have ten secondsto get off my tits,
or I am hosingyou off!” she said, raising her gloved hand threateningly.
“Can I stay if I promise to suck on them like yesterday?” Ruby asked, looking
at her face from under her clevaage.
“… Tempting as that is: no. Now get off. One…”
“Come on, Weiss! Just a little longer?”
“No.Two, three...”
With a sigh, Ruby lifted her head up off of Weiss’ chest, gazing longingly at
it for a moment before she rolled off to the side.
“Thank you,” Weiss said as she sat up then put her gloved hand to her chest.
“Now was that so hard?”
“Yes, very,”Ruby replied in complete seriousness.
Weiss ignored her as she started to spray herself clean, siphoning off the
excess moisture and drool before tossing accumulated ball out the window.
Satisfied that her skin was at an acceptable level of gross, she turned to Ruby
and smiled playfully.
“Now, I remember something about putting things on hold till morning…?”
Ruby grinned. “I didn’t forget, don’t worry… but before we do, do you want to
go talk about us being girlfriends first, or save that for later?”
Weiss blinked. “O-Oh, right...” she took a deep breath, and let it go slowly.
“Let’s just get it out of the way: what is it you wanted to discuss?”
“Well, first up, Yang's probably going to freak out as soon as we tell her, or
she figures out that we've”--Ruby made a sexy animal noise--”so be ready for
that.”
Weiss nodded. “Protective older sister?”
“Yep! She likes to think I’m still ‘innocent,’ so she wants to avoid anything
that reminds her I’m not a virgin anymore.”
“I’ll manage; it’s not like I didn’t have one myself, anyway.”
Ruby nodded. “Second, do you want to use pet names or anything? I mean, I'm
fine with just calling you 'Weiss' and you calling me 'Ruby,' but if you want
to do something else, I'm game!”
Weiss shook her head. “No, our real names are fine.”
Ruby hummed. “Okay, that's everything!”
Weiss blinked. “Is that really all of it?”
Ruby looked at her in confusion. “Uh… yeah! Yeah it was. Why, did you have
anything you wanted to talk about…?”
Weiss bit her lip. She debated it in her mind for a while, before she sighed.
“Look, you probably already know this already, but I've got Issues, alright?
Really, really,reallybad, reallydeep,really awful Issues that'll probably make
me do reallymean, reallystupid, and sometimes reallycreepy things for weird and
irrational reasons.”
Ruby smirked. “I know, and I'm ready for that. Besides, you're not the only one
with them, Weiss. You realize Uncle Qrow raised me for the past 14 years,
right…?”
Weiss had flashes of all the things she'd witnessed Qrow doing, always while in
various stages of inebriation. It was easy to miss when she was so focused on
just trying to get by day-to-day, but now that things had settled down, she was
starting to realize the full, awful implications of letting someone like him
raise a young child, all by himself, in a location far removed from the rest of
the Bastion.
“… Right.
“Moving on: I'm not very good at the whole 'girlfriend' thing, okay? So expect
a lot of blunders and mistakes, because most of the time I probably have zero
idea what I'm doing, and I'm just winging everything!”
“Are you really? Because it seemed like you had a lotof experience,” Ruby said,
waggling her eyebrows.
Weiss blushed. “I meant in the general, day-to-day sense!”
Ruby chuckled. “Seriously, though, Weiss: it's fine! I think you just described
pretty much everyone in a relationship ever, anyway.”
Weiss bit her lip, clearly struggling with what she was about to say next.
“You want to just leave this for later, too, Weiss?” Ruby asked.
“No, it's just that—usuallythis is the part where myself and my exes discussed
what we were exactly and what we were going to call each other, what we're
going to tell the media and our parents, how we're going to act in public and
on the Info-Grid, and what we would allow ourselves to do whenever we found
ourselves in private...
“… But now that everyone in the human territories thinks I'm dead, pretty much
everyonehere seems to be fine with us being together, and we’ve… ah...” Weiss
looked away “… gotten intimatetwice now with no remorse nor issues...”
Ruby cupped Weiss' cheek, and turned her face back to hers. “Weiss...?”
Weiss' lip trembled. “Y-Yes…?”
“Don't think too hard about this relationship stuff, alright? We'll just make
it up as we go along, and if it goes well, then great! And if it doesn't—well,
it's not like I'm the only Fae in the entire realm that's into humans.
“It’s just like”--she made a sexy animal noise. “Read up about it, prepare for
it, and feel free to make plans about how it’s going to go down, but in the
end, just follow your instincts, listen and get a feel of the other—or
others—and do what you think is will feel good for all of you.”
She leaned in, brought her face less than inch before Weiss’ own. “And speaking
of which… shall we?” she whispered.
Weiss chuckled “Let’s.”
They closed their eyes, and kissed.
There was the same surge from last night, magic building up in Weiss’ lips,
making the skin of her mouth tingle and leaving a pleasant chill before it
jumped into Ruby’s mouth, only this time, it was stronger—much, muchstronger.
They both shivered as they pulled away, a thin layer of frost and a magical
glow on both their lips, thick mist pouring out from Weiss. They both stared at
each other, still feeling the figurative and literal chills running down their
spines.
“Okay…” Weiss said. “That was… that was… that was reallysomething.”
Ruby slowly grinned. “Now I am super glad we put things on hold last night.”
Weiss frowned. “Do you still want to?” she asked, mist still spilling from her
mouth. “This is a lotmore magic than I’m used to.”
“If you think you can control it!” Ruby replied. “I can definitely take it.
Here, let help: give me your hand,” she said as she held out hers.
Weiss reluctantly put her gloved hand into Ruby’s palm.
“Now, drain your excess into me.”
Weiss frowned. “Are you sure?”
Ruby nodded. “Trust me.”
Weiss concentrated, and sent a powerful surge of magic into Ruby, like the
water rushing through the Tubes. She watched as Ruby barely flinched or moved,
the flow completely uninterrupted until the last few drops of mana trickled out
from Weiss hand and into her body.
Ruby chuckled as she pulled away, and held her arms, the veins under her skin
and her eyes glowing bright silver. “See? Just fine.”
Weiss stared at her in wonder.
Ruby frowned. “Something wrong?”
“You’re glowing,” Weiss said. “As in, literallyglowing!”
Ruby snorted. “Well, it’s not like you aren’t, either!”
Weiss held up her hand, made a makeshift mirror out of ice. Like Ruby’s own
eyes, hers were glowing too, though the ice blue seemed to shift and swirl
about, like water lazily flowing round a circular track.
“This is… kind of freaking me out!” she said as she dispelled the mirror,
turned her hands over and watched her veins pulsing with power.
Ruby smiled at her. “Well I think you look beautiful.”
Weiss blushed.
“Do you still want to do this?” Ruby asked.
“I want to try, yes, but I’m worried my magic will do something to ruin the
mood!” Weiss replied.
Ruby smiled. “Just don’t fight it, and do whatever your instincts are telling
you. And if they happen to steer you wrong or you do anything I don’t like,
you’ll know when I cry ‘oatmeal.’ So, should we get back to it?” she asked,
puckering her lips up for a moment.
Weiss thought about it for a while, before she leaned and kissed her again.
She didn’t know what would happen to Ruby’s body after that surge of power
she’d given her. What she found was that it made every part of her sing, all
that magic inside of her bouncing around in excitement as it did in Weiss but
at a different frequency, resonating in harmony with her body—kind of like a
deep bass accompanying the lighter strumming of a harp for music much more
beautiful than something they could achieve alone.
It felt like the first time she’d held Myrtenaster, only this time, it wasn’t a
constant rush of her supercharged power making her feel capable of doing
anything and everything, it was a steady, pleasant hum that incited all sorts
of strange, interestingreactions in her body, ones she was damn sure she didn’t
want to stop soon.
Weiss eyes opened wide, and she made a little excited noise.
Ruby pulled away, her eyes shining like the grin on her face. “Does that mean
you to keep going…?” she asked.
Weiss responded by throwing herself at her, locking lips with Ruby once more,
pressing her bare chest against her shirt as she wrapped her arms around them
and pulling them tight against each other. She wanted her body on hers, feel
those muscles coiling and flexing against her skin, the hum of her magic
surging about in Ruby’s.
Weiss suddenly broke away, panting for breath and staring at Ruby’s grinning
face with wide eyes. “Oh, oh, Piper—Ruby, I—what is happeningto me?” she
spluttered, breathless.
Ruby chuckled. “It’s what we Fae like to call ‘getting with your wild-side,’”
she purred, before she opened her lips wide, showed off the inside of her hot,
wet mouth, then made a little agile trick with her tongue.
Weiss dove in, slowing down enough only to ensure that she wouldn’t smash their
teeth together; she slipped her tongue between into Ruby’s mouth, squealing
with delight as she felt Ruby’s tongue eagerly reach out to meet her for a
passionate, messy good time.
Weiss shivered as they made out, moans and squeaks accompanying the lewd, wet
sounds filling the air. She hurriedly clumsily pulled out for air, panting and
blushing. “Holy shit, I am getting soturned onright now…!”she whispered.
“Me too,” Ruby whispered back, before the two of caught their breaths, and dove
back in, steadily growing more passionate, noisy, and messyas the minutes went
by.
They broke away for air once more, Weiss coaxed Ruby down on her back, before
she planted her hands on either side of her head. She panted and drooled as she
took in the hungry, desperate look on her face, the spit glistening on her lips
and drooling down the sides of her mouth, felt her shallow, heated breaths
caress the skin of her face.
Ruby whimpered as she felt those predatory eyes sizing her up, her weight atop
hers. “Weiss…” she whimpered. “Can you we turn things up a notch or three now?
I’m getting reallywet here!”
Weiss grinned and nodded. “W-What do you want me to do...?” she asked.
“Anything you want, so long as you’re on top!” Ruby replied.
Weiss nodded again. She shifted about and repositioned herself so she’d be
straddling one of Ruby’s thighs.
“Shit!Wait!” Ruby cried.
Weiss stopped, and looked at her in curiosity.
“Almost forgot: get the lube first!” Ruby said. “It’s reallyimportant.”
“Do I haveto?” Weiss whined. “I think we’re both ready for anything short of
anal-play!”
Ruby’s face turned serious. “No, you aren’t.Trust me: it’s a lot better to stop
and get lube, than to wish you had used it earlier.”
Weiss groaned. “Fine, you have a point...” she muttered as she looked around,
and found the bottle where it had been resting since last night. She opened it
up, and poured a generous amount of it on one hand, before she put her palms
together and started spreading it around.
It was actually very pleasant stuff: warm, and silky smooth like honey.
“Thanks, Weiss,” Ruby said as she put the bottle back down.
Weiss smiled at her. “You’re welcome. Now please get that shirt of yours out of
the way...” she purred.
Ruby grinned as she reached for the hem of her shirt and started pulling it up.
Weiss watched as she slowly bared more and more of her skin, from the solid
muscles of her stomach, her breasts comfortably nuzzled in a red candy cane
striped bra (of course), and a little bit of her collar bone before she left it
bunched up by her shoulders.
“My horns make it difficult to pull off, so I tend to just leave it on,” Ruby
explained as she reached back and undid the clasp of her bra.
Weiss nodded absently, her attention focused on Ruby’s chest as her bra fell
away, leaving her breasts and their two chocolate-brown nipples bared. She
wrenched her eyes back up to Ruby’s face.
“Can I...?”
Ruby grinned as she laid back on her nest, completely exposed. “Go crazy, I can
take it~”
Weiss made a high-pitched, excited giggled, before she awkwardly forced herself
to stop. “Sorry...” she whispered.
“Don’t be!” Ruby replied. “That wasreallycute.”
Weiss’ cheeks just kept on burning. She slowly, hesitantly reached out for her
breasts, but stopped as the tips of her fingers started glow an intense ice
blue. Ruby noticed, gently grabbed her wrists and guided them to her breasts.
She shivered as she felt the cold from her fingers washing over them.
“You sure about this?” Weiss asked as she kept them off her chest, just a
little bit above the skin.
“Y-Yes,” Ruby replied. “Now w-warm them up, p-please, your magic is r-r-
reallystrong,” she said as her teeth began to chatter.
Weiss did, fondling and rubbing each breast, the lube warming them before her
magic chilled them all over again. Ruby squirmed and shivered from her touch,
moaning and letting out soft curses as Weiss hands explored and felt up her
chest, squealed in delight as her fingers trailed over her nipples, the chill
turning rock-hard in moments.
“You okay, Ruby?” Weiss asked. “Not too cold?”
“Kinda,” Ruby replied, her teeth chattering slightly. “Pour some more lube on
them, please?” she said as she thrust her chest.
Weiss nodded. She reached out for the bottle left on the side (and found it had
helpful notches and grooves for her slippery hands), opened it, and started
drizzling it all over Ruby’s breasts, weaving a trail side to side.
Weiss stopped and stared, watching the clear fluid slowly trickle down the
swell of Ruby’s breasts, drip down her cleavage and onto her stomach, her skin
glistening from the morning light.
Ruby reached for her breasts and began to frantically spread it around and rub
it into her skin. “Haah-aaah-haah...” she sighed. “B-better, thank you...”
Weiss kept on staring, her mouth open and drool trickling down the side of her
mouth.
Ruby put her hands back to her sides and smiled at Weiss. “You can put your
hands back on them now!”
“Actually, can I--” Weiss stopped, and awkwardly wiped the drool from her mouth
on her arm. “… Actually… can I suck on them instead? This lube is safe for
that, isn’t it?”
Ruby nodded. “Water-based, anti-bacterial, and tasteless, go for it! Oh, but
before you do: could you freeze the nipple you’re going to suck on, please?”
“I will,” Weiss said she brought her mouth and hands to one of Ruby’s breasts.
She gently pinched her nipple, willed her magic into just those two fingers.
Ruby yelped, stiffening and hissing from the cold.
Weiss quickly let go. “Too much?”
“T-too much that time, yeah!” Ruby replied.
“Sorry,” Weiss said, before carefully took her nipple into her mouth.
Ruby sighed in relief as she felt Weiss’ breath warm up the skin, whimpered and
moaned as she started to lap at it, replacing the lube with thick, gooey spit.
She squealed and squirmed as Weiss swirled her tongue around the hardened nub.
“Y-yes, just like that...” she moaned.
Weiss kept at it for while longer, till she felt the gooey mess get a little
too large for her liking. She swallowed, eyes widening as she felt it go down
her throat; like Ruby said, it was tasteless, but it felt good going down.
“W-We can get flavoured lubes, if you’d like...” Ruby whispered in between
pants. “Or you can make your own at the lab… I reallylike strawberry
flavours...”
Weiss hummed; the prospect of enjoying blueberry frozen yoghurt alongside
Ruby’s breasts was veryappealing. She gently nibbled on her nipple and earned a
sharp, delighted gasp from Ruby before she pulled away.
“I’ll look into it later...” Weiss hummed before she began to lavish attention
all over her other breast.
She was more careful this time, holding her fingers over her nipple before she
willed her magic into them; and with the sharp gasp and the shiver she elicited
from Ruby sounding a lot more pleasured than pained, it paid off.
Weiss smiled before she took her rock-hard nipple into her mouth, sucking and
licking, getting Ruby to make all sorts of delightful noises and reactions all
over again, until they started sounding needy, desperate.
Weiss pulled away. “Want me to change things up?”
Ruby nodded. “Go down on me, please! And be verycareful if you’re going to slip
your fingers in me.”
“Why? Another Fae thing I should know about?”
“Yes: earth aligned girls like me can get reallytight down there when we get
excited.”
Weiss paused. “… How tight, exactly?”
“An ex-boyfriend of mine said it was like sticking his dick in a silk-lined
vice-grip made of quicksand.”
Weiss’ eyes widened. “… I feel like should be turned off by that, and yet I’m
reallynot...”
Ruby chuckled. “Yeah… when humans date Fae, then tend to find they were
waykinkier than they ever thought they were. Now could you go down on me now,
please? I reallyneed to cum...”
Weiss grinned. “Let me do something first...” she muttered as she shifted
about.
“Sure! Anything! Just don’t leave me like this...!”
Weiss brought her face up to hers, and smiled. “I won’t, I promise...” she
whispered, before she went in for another kiss.
Ruby happily kissed back, squealing and shivering at the surge of fresh magic
pouring into her lips. She opened her mouth in anticipation, but Weiss had
other ideas, pulling away from her mouth before slowly planting quick, icy
kisses on her body, on her neck, her collar bone, between her breasts, on her
stomach, leaving a trail of faintly glowing ice blue marks on her skin.
Ruby whimpered and squirmed from the warmth of her lips, quickly followed by
her icy magic seeping in. “Weiss…!”she whispered.
Weiss planted a kiss on her stomach, just above the hem of her pajama pants;
she hooked her fingers into them and Ruby’s panties—red-and-white candy cane
striped, just like her bra—and pulled them down.
Her scent overwhelmed her in an instant, excitementrushing through her body,
making her shake and drool in anticipation. She licked her bottom as she
exposed her drooling wet pussy, nestled in a patch of black fur with red tips.
“Weiss...?” Ruby asked. “You okay down there...?”
Weiss dove in and put her lips right up to her pussy, slowly running her tongue
up her length, savouring the taste of her arousal, her intoxicating scent, her
squirming and leaking with every affectionate lick.
“Y-Yes…!” Ruby cried out as she reached out for the back of Weiss’ head,
threading her fingers in her hair and she held her down. “Don’t stop—please!”
Weiss had no intention of doing thatany time soon. Her gloved hand held onto
Ruby’s muscular thighs, the other moved up to her clit, toying and teasing her
as she ate her out, stopping or slowing down only to swallow all the hot
arousal pouring out into her mouth, or gauge Ruby’s reaction as experimented,
tried to find what made her squirm the most and cry out the loudest.
Her magic started to seep into her fingers again, sending a chill into Ruby’s
clit. She cried out as she bucked her hips, grinding her drooling pussy right
into Weiss’ face; Weiss kept on going, her magic chilling her skin, her tongue
and her breath warming it back up, driving her crazy from the sensations.
And within moments, Ruby came.
She cried out Weiss’ name, her hips bucking, her pussy gushing, her whole body
shaking and spasming from the force of her orgasm. Her grip tightened on Weiss’
head, holding her between between her legs until her orgasm started to fade,
her fingers untangled themselves from her hair, and she limply fell back on her
nest.
She gasped for breath, frowned as she looked at Weiss’ face dazed expression,
her open mouth drooling with her arousal. “Shit...” Ruby whispered, “Weiss, you
okay?”
Weiss blinked a few times, then slowly nodded her head. “I… yeah… that was
just… wow...”
“Good ‘wow’ or bad ‘wow’…?”
“Good...” Weiss mumbled. “Reallygood...”
Ruby smiled.
Knock-knock.
The two of them paused, and looked at the door.
“Pardon me for interrupting, but Blake wished for me to tell you two that she’s
thankful you chose to get intimate while she wasn’t sleeping this time, but
stillwishes that you two would invest in soundproofing or gags, as she was
attempting to read whilst having breakfast, and the volume of your intimate
acts were making that extremelydifficult.
“She also added that if you didn’t, she would ‘storm in there and shove socks
into both of your mouths,’ or something to that effect.”
Weiss and Ruby looked sheepish. “Tell her we will!” Ruby replied.
“I will relay it to her as soon as possible!” Penny replied.
Ruby turned back to Weiss. “I guess this means we’ll have to put your turn on
hold for a while…?”
Weiss smiled at her. “It’s fine—yesterday will last me a long while...”
Ruby chuckled. “Hopefully this doesn’t mean you won’t be in the mood, because I
sure will be!”
“Maybe, maybe not—but feel free to attempt to change my mind either way,” Weiss
said with a playful wink.
The flirting stopped as both of their stomachs growled.
“You want to get Penny to send us some breakfast?” Ruby asked.
Weiss shook her head as she sat up.“I’ve got things to do, seeing as it’s day
of the Eve of the Ether and all.”
“Alright then!” Ruby said as she pulled out one of her smaller blankets, and
handed it to Weiss.
She thanked her, and started to wipe herself clean with it, while Ruby got
another and did the same.
“Hey Weiss?” Ruby asked as they stood by her bedroom door, cleaned up, and
clothed once more.
“Yes?” Weiss asked.
“I love you,” Ruby said, before she leaned in and kissed her.
Weiss blushed again, her skin tingling as a thin layer of frost formed over
them. “I love you too, Ruby!” she said quickly, before cupped her hands over
her mouth and dispelled the shit out of it.
Ruby chuckled. “You’ll get a handle on your powers someday, Weiss, don’t
worry.” Her eyes turned twinkled. “And then we can try the REALLY interesting
things...”
Chapter End Notes
     The word document for this clocks in at 15,000 words, with about
     12,000 of those being original to this work. I never realized it was
     possible to edit out so many smutty actions for what was supposed to
     be a not-serious at all work.
     Anyway, Pyrrha and Penny’s first (sexy animal noise) will instead be
     the first entry in “Kinky Animal Noise.” I started to think about it
     and realized that Penny had WAY too many features to be considered
     even remotely vanilla.
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