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She Wants The Dust
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: RWBY is not mine and I make no money from this fic
Chapter List
- 17
- 18
- 19
THIS CHAPTER: GreekFire: nudity, hugging, comparison. (that's it though lol)
Bumbleby: Flirting, bike rides.
Blake/Yang/OC: Truth or Dare (basically), footsie, breast-licking, Faunus worship, drunk makeouts, striptease, light petplay, fingering, strapon sex, hair-pulling, Semblance sex, clothes-tearing, cunninlingus, leg-humping, foot-fucking, slugging, ear-biting.
[Okay I lied, the last chapter was nothing compared to THIS one. Super long!]
"God I hope no one comes in..."
Despite her usual confidence, Yang Xiao Long wasn't exactly feeling at home in the locker room. Not when there were very few stalls working, and especially not when they were open for anyone to come in. If she had her usual equipment, there would be no problems. But in this case, she was worried she'd need to go to the men's.
Not that it had ever stopped Pyrrha Nikos. Walking into the shower area with her usual grace and wrapped in only a towel, the redhead's footfalls were as soft as they usually were for a highly-skilled Huntress-in-training. One of the other showers was running, but she didn't pay it any mind as she removed her towel and laid it on the bench next to her bottle of shampoo and undergarments. If she acted quickly enough, no one ever need see her at all.
Having just applied plenty of shampoo to her own hair, the blonde had her eyes closed as she ran her hands through her hair, pacing around in circles so the water would hit each and every direction. Thanks to Pyrrha's light movements, she was none the wiser to anyone's presence just behind the curtain. And thanks to the acoustics of the room, the warrior woman would find it nearly impossible to tell which stall was the one in use from sound.
Unless she were to peek behind the curtain. When Pyrrha turned to enter a shower, she saw water pooled near the entrance of one curtain, and none at the other. Not realising that was simply because the floor wasn't sloped properly, she assumed the one without water to be vacant and silently nipped its curtain aside.
And that was when she got an eyeful of Yang. Her gorgeous muscled body, her lathered blonde hair... and something else between her legs, swinging very slightly.
She tried to say something, tried to cry out in surprise, but she was struck speechless. What was she to do now? The only thing she could seem to do was clutch the curtain to her front out of instinct.
As Yang turned back to the wall again, she looked to where she kept the shampoo. Only for her to notice that her soap was missing. "Blake?" she shouted loudly to the other cubicle. "Did you take my strawberry... soap..."
As she turned back around, she saw Pyrrha's head. Right there, poking through the curtains. Eyes darting back and forth between her legs and up her body. She had no time to react, no time to scream. Pyrrha had seen everything.
"I-I can explain!"
"Oh, I- I'm sorry!" Pyrrha said, for some reason slapping her hand over her eyes instead of ducking her head back out. "I thought the other one was in use, there was water w... I- I'm very sorry, Yang!"
"I-I just... Gah! No, really, I can explain! I'm not usually this... well-hung! It's just a Dust side effect!" That sounded stupid. Anything she could come up with sounded ridiculous, so telling the truth was the best bet. But even that sounded bizarre.
"P-please, no one can know, please don't tell anyone!"
At such frantic words, Pyrrha dropped her hand again, expression slightly sad even in the presence of a small, comforting smile. "Yang, it's okay. You don't have to make up a bunch of excuses."
Despite how frantic Yang was, and how much she was seeming to panic when another saw her, Pyrrha was the opposite. She was... Calm. Completely and utterly calm.
"You're... Taking this well..."
"Yes. There's a reason for that." With only a slight hesitation as she steeled her nerves, the woman pushed past the curtain, standing tall and unashamed, baring her own substantial length for Yang to see.
The blonde couldn't help herself. She had to stand and stare, wide-eyed and shocked. A dick. Pyrrha was in the same situation as her. Same organs, both above and below. Only difference seemed to be very slight in size and shape.
"Did... you have an accident with Dust, too?"
The smile only widened as Pyrrha reached out to grasp Yang's shoulder. "I told you, these stories aren't necessary. Especially with all the other work they've done, wow! You look fantastic!" Before Yang could speak, she rushed ahead, "And you don't have to be afraid of me telling anyone, okay? We can trust each other. Sisters, right?"
"Work they've-? What are you talking about? Who? What kind of work, what-"
The cogs were turning. And Yang realised exactly what was going on. Weiss had mentioned the nurse said something about two students. Two students in Beacon were transgender.
And Pyrrha was one of them.
"...You're trans."
"Of course," the red-haired warrior soothed. "And we're both going to be just fine." Then she pulled Yang in for a gentle hug, one so warm and earnest that it practically tasted like spun sugar. "You're a beautiful creation and this only makes me admire you more, not any less."
A shiver passed up Yang's spine at the feeling of their bodies so close. Her anatomy would start twitching if she thought about that too much, about how close another soft length was to her own; touching hers. Even though Pyrrha meant nothing by it, they were still naked. So she forced herself to focus on the conversation.
"You're... Wait, Pyrrha." Not feeling right earning all this praise, she held onto the warrior's shoulder, pushing her back eventually. This time, she looked deep into her eyes. "This down here... It's not what I was born with. It's Dust, really! The professor mentioned that, besides just… trying it out like me, this would help a lot of people whose gender doesn't match their junk. That means you!"
"Wait, what... what exactly are you telling me?" Pyrrha glanced down again at Yang's anatomy, so close to her own. At that moment, she also seemed to be thinking along the lines Yang had before; that it was a little closer than was comfortable for either of them. She looked up again to ask, "How can that be made out of Dust? It looks completely normal!"
"It is! And it works! I'm serious, this is Dust!" Yang couldn't help but flick her sex to demonstrate that it really was a penis; it was one hundred percent genuine.
Then she gasped. "I can grab you some! Some of this Dust… for you and... whoever."
Pyrrha felt her heart flutter for a couple of reasons. One, the fact that that really was an actual penis growing on a female form – it would mean a lot to her partner. It would mean the world to him! Secondly, that it was still another set of equipment right next to her own, and not imaginary. Having moved past the shock of seeing Yang was like her and the jubilance of not being alone, now she felt slightly more awkward about their being in the shower together. Then again, they were both women; it shouldn't matter overly.
"That's great," she breathed as she stepped back an inch or so, just to put more room between their bodies. "You can't know how important this would be to... whoever. And to me." Clearing her throat, she added, "By any chance, is there a version that does the opposite?"
"An antidote? Yeah, there is! I mean, I'm gonna be taking it after my shower since… well, my partner wasn't so keen on trying out the new setup."
When seeing Pyrrha's face light up so much, she couldn't help but smile. She really, really helped her here. And possibly one other, who she didn't know the identity of. She couldn't help but smile warmly.
"I can give you a vial, if you'd like?"
"Could you? One of each, maybe?" Pyrrha winked and nudged Yang's arm with her elbow. "I'd do just about anything for it, you know." In all actuality, she wasn't joking in the slightest, but she didn't think Yang would take her up on that clandestine "offer".
"Anything?" Yang played along, winking back to her before letting her eyes wander down Pyrrha's body. But the blonde was not one to take advantage. Not at all. This was clearly something that Pyrrha had wanted her whole life. It would be cruel do have her do something for it, even if she offered up front. No doubt she had paid enough for her current looks.
"Nah. I can't accept that. I'll get you a couple of vials, totally free of charge. You and… whoever, need it more than me."
The coy smile vanished, replaced by a really sober gaze. The hand clamped down on her shoulder hard. "We do. And I'm sure whoever... you did this for-" A quick nod downward "-appreciates it, at least because you tried something for them. Best of luck to you." Then she shifted awkwardly. "Now... which of us gets out of this shower? Unless you want me to scrub your back."
"Actually... I just finished, so that'll be you." Edging around her to head back toward the shower curtain, she looked back to Pyrrha. How wonderful a person she was... Kind, sweet, gentle. And yet she was the one suffering in this way, hiding it from all. It certainly put Yang back in her place, here she had the choice to change. Pyrrha needed change.
"I hope it works for you, Pyrrha. I really do. But... if it doesn't, you can talk to me, okay? I may not be in the same boat, but it's a fresh ear. Plus, I have had to hide a dick at least once or twice, so there's that."
Shrugging bashfully, Pyrrha reached for the soap. "Yes, at least now you know what it's like to shower in the women's room with a little something extra. As far as I'm concerned, we'll always be sisters."
"Shower sisters?" she chortled, slipping through the curtain to return to her bench, right away wrapping a towel around herself. No way was she going to let anyone else see her like this. "Hey... Pyrrha?"
"Hm?" came the answer through the curtain.
"This other person... Is it someone I know?"
"It is. But they'll tell you when they're ready, I suppose." There was a slight pause. "And I'll make sure to pass along that you're a 'friend of the family', as it were."
"Sure. Sorry, I was just kinda curious. Take it easy."
And with that, she began to dry herself ready for her clothes. Who'd have thought she'd have helped someone who really needed it today, just by having a dick? But even with that thought in mind, she had to take the antidote.
Especially if her and Blake were going back to the club. Wherever it was Blake had got to; probably already back in the dorm room. She really didn't seem to enjoy long showers…
The hum of the vehicle underneath her body only served to amplify the excitement coursing through Blake as they took turn after turn, hugging some curves and looping lazily around others. Yang really seemed to be in a hurry to get into Vale and go dancing. The night was "all planned", as she had informed her earlier. In what way, the Faunus wasn't sure, but she was definitely looking forward to it. Hopefully, the light squeeze of both her arms as they were looped around Yang's waist would be enough of a clue.
"And here comes the Wheelie!"
Following that, the engine roared as she forced the accelerator around, managing to lift the front of the bike up into the air as it sped forward. Yang had made sure to do this on a long straight, where it was the most safe. And made sure no cars were coming. All the best to give Blake some excitement.
"AAAH! Yang, what-" The rest of the Faunus's words turned into raucous laughter as they peeled out down the street. Blake knew Yang wouldn't do this if there was any chance of them wiping out or otherwise not maintaining their balance, especially not with her partner along for the ride, but she still felt flustered and excited.
And finally, she forced the wheel back down, taking a quick glance around to her partner to see how she was doing. But from the laughter, it seemed she was doing perfectly well.
"Maybe I'll teach you to ride some day! You'd look pretty hot in all leather!"
Blinking behind her helmet, Blake asked, "I do? Really?" Her usual outfits only contained leather in the boots. How could Yang tell it would suit her?
"Hell yeah. Imagining you in all bike gear... pretty sweet thought, not gonna lie!" She gave a cheeky wink behind her shades. Soon enough, she turned back to the road, lazily overtaking a car ahead of them. It wouldn't be too long until they got to the club.
"Maybe you can take me shopping tomorrow!" Then Blake hastily added, "I m-mean, I can pay! I'll pay for my own clothes, it just... yeah, maybe we can go together!" Now she felt silly for accidentally implying that Yang should buy her clothing, but the sight of the club coming into view down the street helped to waft away her misgivings. The two of them would be up all night for good fun.
Applying the breaks, Yang made a gentle stop just in front of the club, bringing the bike to a stop as she dropped a kickstand and shut the engine off. Once taking off her helmet, and shaking her head to allow her hair to settle again, she looked back to Blake.
"C'mon. I wanna treat my lady. I'll take you shopping."
"W-well..." Blushing slightly, she hitched a wide grin into place as she placed her own helmet next to Yang's on the bike seat. "I guess it's the least you can do, after being such a naughty boy."
"H-hey, I'm back to sophisticated lady now, thank you very much." And yet, she still seemed to bear that ridiculous blush. One which was a result of her getting flustered. But to distract herself, she headed toward the door. "We're not gonna be sophisticated after tonight, though!"
"Are you saying I'm a sloppy drunk?!" Blake protested as she trailed after her friend. However, a second later they were in the club and their pseudo-argument was completely forgotten.
The flashing lights were just as bright if not brighter than the last time Yang had been clubbing as a throng of people grooved on each other, hips and shoulders and limbs all flowing like water in time to the music. Blake instinctively searched the crowd for familiar faces, but none presented themselves quite yet. Then again, she wasn't there to "pick up" anyone this time – she was only there to dance and have a good time with her partner.
Yang was just the same, edging her way through to get to the bar. There was no sense in starting when sober, it was nowhere near as fun. Perhaps Sun and Neptune would be here once again. Or even...
"Hey, is that... Carmine?" Yang asked, pointing out toward a similar redhead, who seemed to be in a stall of her own. Currently trying to shake off the same persistent dog Faunus from their last venture.
"Yeah," Blake sighed. Not because of Carmine's presence, but because of the other one. She really wanted to walk right up and put her elbow squarely in the center of the mongrel's face, but she also didn't want to start the night that way. How could they handle this more delicately?
Then she had an idea. Finishing the last few steps to the bar, she said to the man behind the counter, "Three Strawberry Sunrises and six sparkle shots, please."
The blonde raised an eyebrow. Blake barely drank before Yang took her out, and now she was ordering shots? "Okay, I'll bite. What's your game?"
"Just hold these and follow me," she said as she passed over two of the Sunrises. A moment later, she took up the third and the small tray of shots and squeezed her way around the crowd and right up to Carmine's booth in the corner.
"...and I don't see why you keep trying to shoo me away like I'm some kinda creep," the dog Faunus was saying to her. "I bought you a drink, didn't I?"
"I said I'm not interested. What makes you think a drink would change that? I'm sorry, sir…"
Carmine had made no effort to even touch the beverage in the center of the table. She was more or less positive that a 'special ingredient' may have been added; why else would a man be this insistent on her having a sip? The only problem was, Carmine wasn't confident enough to tell him to leave her alone.
Yang and Blake, however...
"Sorry that took so long!" Blake announced as she slid into the bench across from Carmine, passing one of the drinks over. She made sure to slide in far enough that Yang could join her. "What did we miss?"
"Any hot guys? Gals?" Yang instantly joined in, sliding the drinks on the table.
The look of relief on Carm's face was as if they had saved her life itself! She instantly took the drink from the girls, taking a sip of it to play along. "Oh, no. Just this... gentleman over here."
"Yes," the Faunus man said with a slight sneer at Yang and Blake. Obviously, he remembered too well their previous conversation. "Just me, who is being a perfect gentleman and getting snubbed for it."
"Oh," Blake said lightly. "Yeah, I'm sorry about our friend. She didn't get the memo that buying her a drink means you own her for the rest of the evening." The man's face twisted with outrage, but Blake simply turned to Yang. "Did you get that memo?"
"Oh, no! Oh, how awful this is." Yang replied in the most sarcastic manner possible, turning toward the said 'gentleman' and giving a small smile. "Looks like we'll have to teach her the error of her ways. Maybe come back when we all get that memo? Say… a hundred years ago?"
"More like a thousand," Blake snickered.
"Fine," the dog growled, picking up the drink he had ordered for his intended target. "You weren't that hot anyway, I just thought we could have a good time. Guess not." On the other hand, he did take a sip from the glass as he sauntered away. Apparently, he hadn't intended to drug Carmine, but that still didn't reflect any better on his personality.
As soon as he was out of ear shot, then red head looked over to the two girls, sighing loudly as she flung her arms around Blake. "Thank fuck! I thought he would never leave!"
Quite startled by the embrace, Blake smiled and hugged her back a moment later. "Hey, no problem. I'm just glad we were here to help."
"He was just so creepy! Acting like he was god's gift to women, didn't understand when I dropped the bomb about being a lesbian. It's as if his dick is an experience not to miss!" She finally released Blake so she could have another sip of the Sunrise. So much better then what the dog had ordered.
Yang had only began to chuckle, swirling her drink around in a playful manner. "A comedic experience, maybe."
"He was definitely a punchline," Blake sighed. "We've run into him here before, you know. Wasn't any better then." Then a small smile pulled at her mouth. "It's so great to see you again, Carmine!"
"Aww and you ,too! I'm sorry I didn't catch you before I could give you my number!" She continued to grin, taking yet another sip. Right away however she looked over to the blonde. "Sooooo… did you and Blondie have that chat?"
"Chat? Ohhhh..." Flushing just a little bit, Blake decided to try to distract Carmine from that question, feeling uncomfortable about it for some reason. Fumbling with her clutch, she managed to produce her scroll as she said, "Hey, why don't I get your number now?"
"Oh, yeah! Definitely." Right away she reached for her own bag, pulling her scroll from it and setting it by Blake's side. Yang however, could only look at the two with a small smirk, swirling her drink once more. An idea was coming to her.
"There," Blake said with a small smile as she handed the scroll back. "Done! And as for your question, um... yeah, we did. Thanks for your advice, really."
"So it worked, then? That's great! I hope you both are having fun and such." Carm grinned, quickly putting her phone back away again.
Yang, however, picked up her shot instead, debating on downing it or not. "Well... It certainly is fun. But we coooould have more."
At first, Blake took that to be a shot at her about how resistant she was to exploring Yang's temporarily-male anatomy. But the look on her face didn't match. What on earth did she mean? Instead of answering right away, she took a few healthy sips of her sunrise.
"But perhaps after some shots?" Yang asked, holding hers up high in an attempt to make the others repeat her notions.
Carm of course lifted hers up. "Oooh! This sounds fun!"
"Sure!" Blake exchanged her glass for the smaller one and held hers up to mirror the other two. "To friends who help friends get rid of sleazy guys!"
"To us!" Carm called.
"To the dicks!" Yang added.
And the girls clinked their glasses together, before quickly pulling their heads back and downing the liquor. Right away, the burning sensation was tingling down both of their throats. And it made Carm shut her eyes tight.
"CHRIST that was strong!"
"Yeah!" Blake said in a strangled voice as she patted the center of her chest. "I'm sorry, guys, I- HNNGHH! Whew! I'm not much of a drinker, and sparkle shots are the only ones I know about!"
"That hits the spot." Yang could only smirk, lightly coughing as she got used to the sensation. Straight after however, she went for her Sunrise, downing the majority of that also. She would need to be drunk for the suggestion she had in mind.
Blake did the same, but only drinking hers down to about halfway to soothe her throat. A waitress came by and she flagged her down. "Three more sunrises?"
"Coming right up," the dark-skinned woman replied with a polite smile before moving on to the next table.
"So Carmine," Blake continued as she turned to the redhead. "What brought you here tonight, besides the hit-or-miss company? More friends?"
"Kind of. And I was somewhat hoping to bump into some fun." She playfully nudged Blake's shoulder, making a clicking noise as well to show she was making a joke. Finally, she sighed. "Somewhat hoping to bump into you again, or at least get your number off... Neptune, was it? He and a monkey Faunus are here a lot."
"Are they really?" Blake laughed, blushing at Carmine's attentions. The girl was very beautiful, and earnest to the point of being sweet. The "Faunus Fever" still bothered her a tiny bit, but on the other hand Carmine wasn't treating her like an object in the slightest. Maybe she had judged her too hastily. "I wonder what you were going to do with my number, though. Ask me if I had any eligible friends?"
"Uuum..." She chuckled nervously. "In some ways, yes. But I mainly wanted to get coffee. You seem like a good pal, you know?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's this? Eligible friends, you say?" Yang asked, budging up closer toward Blake so she could hear them both better, placing her elbows on the table and her head in her hands as she batted her eyelids. "Tell me more."
The sudden nearness of her partner made Blake snort with laughter. "What do you mean? I just figured she might have wanted us to introduce her to somebody. Which I would, if I thought of anyone." The last part was more to Carmine than Yang, and she turned to the shorter girl again as she continued. "Then again, I don't know anybody who's both 'out' and single right now... but I might ask around."
"Well..." Yang began, trailing a fingertip around the edge of her glass. Finally it seemed she was tipsy enough to make a proposition.
"Carm. What are you doing tonight?"
"Huh? W-well... This. Why?" The shorter girl tilted her head, taking another sip of her drink.
Then Blake caught onto her partner's line of thinking – or so she believed. "Yeah, you're more than welcome to hang out with us! We don't mind." She really didn't. Perhaps she and Yang had been intending to make this a sort of "date", but that didn't mean they had to literally be one-on-one the entire evening. Besides, they could get to know their new friend better.
"Yeah, yeah definitely! That sounds nice. Would you both want to come to my apartment for a quiet drink later?" Carm asked. "Get out of this noise, and away from annoying guys." Of course, her intentions were also platonic. She just wanted to make everything more convenient for them both.
Yang, however, knew this was perfect. Not only would it save her money on a hotel, but they could know each other in private. And perhaps she could ask when they were there instead.
"Are you sure you don't mind us being in your space?" Blake asked her with a very slight frown before draining the rest of her current Sunrise, just as the waitress brought them three more.
"Of course not! I'd love for you guys to come over." Carm grinned, joining in as she downed her own drink. Tonight was going to be a very fun night for her it seemed.
It certainly would be for Yang, who sipped her Sunrise once more. At least they could have a good time without being pestered by men.
"Ohhh, your place is awesome!"
The words were not said idly. Blake really was taken with the cosy space; shelves with books and knick-knacks on one wall, a view screen on another, a fluffy armchair and a low table. A modest bed that would easily sleep two, maybe three if snuggled up together. Apparently, there was not a separate bedroom.
The rest of the evening had progressed well enough, with much dancing and drinking, and even a game involving trying to bounce a Lien into a glass – which, of course, led to more drinking. For some reason, Yang had insisted that all three of them dance together instead of pairing off, and usually with Carmine between the two Beacon students. It was a fantastic time to be had, but Blake felt a little uncomfortable once or twice with how close she was to Carm. Partly Yang's fault, partly the rest of the crowd pressing in so close, but sometimes their bodies were literally flush with each other. To the shorter girl's credit, however, she had kept her hands to waists and shoulders, never trying to make a "move" or anything. That was much appreciated.
"I know, right?" Carm slurred as she kicked off her shoes, staggering past the other two. "You guys are in for a treat…"
The redhead had been basically smashed since they has tried out body shots. That was something Yang had insisted upon, which although she at first protested, she found was rather fun. The fact that Blake allowed her to do such a thing with Yang was extraordinary. As it was with Yang allowing Blake to dance so closely.
Yang plopped herself down on the arm chair, cheeks red, eyes half closed. She was well and truly wasted. "Treat, eh? Have you got more strawberry liqueur or something?"
"Yeah, time for show and tell," Blake said lewdly as she tugged at the hem of Carm's skirt. Of course, half a second later she was simply giggling as she leaned back against the edge of the doorway that presumably led to the kitchen.
"Well... Not much to show. Kitchen is in here..." She managed to point to one of the doorways, leading to an open plan kitchen and dining area. "This is the living room and bedroom, complete with sofa bed, which I will take tonight. And bathroom is..." She managed to stumble to another door, placing her hand on the door knob to keep her balance. "Riiiight here. Not much else to tell, but you two better not frickle frackle too loud in my bed."
"Hey, what makes you think we're going to... what did you call it? Fricky fracky?!" And just like that, Blake was exploding with laughter, so much so that she barely made it to said sofa bed before she collapsed into it, holding her sides.
"Whaaaaat? You never heard of that term?" she asked, but she too was laughing loudly, barely able to walk steady as she paced to the kitchen. "I'm gonna get us some water. Be back in a second!"
And with that, Yang and Blake were both left as a giggly mess in the bedroom, Yang looking over to her girlfriend with a grin. "She is too fun!"
"Yeah!" Blake agreed, trying to drag her leg back and curl up but catching the top of her boot on the arm of the sofa. Shrugging, she pulled until the boot came off and used the bare foot to kick off the other, only noting after the fact that this would get Carmine's couch less dirty and she should have done it to begin with. "So glad we did this, I'm having the best night!"
Yang couldn't help but look down the hallway again to where their host went. That crazy idea had still stuck with her. After all this time. Perhaps it was time to let Blake in on it.
"Hey... About what we said we'd do, later tonight."
"Huh?" As her head flopped over to look at Yang, nearly upside-down, Blake smiled widely. "Ohhh, that. Yeah, maybe once Carm is asleep. She did say we could as long as we keep it down!"
"Well actually... I was gonna suggest..." Looking back down the corridor, she made sure she wasn't nearby, just in case Blake disagreed. As luck would have it, she was still out of ear shot. Yang could ask in confidence.
"That she could join in..."
Alas, Blake nearly fell off the couch when she understood the proposition. "She could WHAT?!" Then she slapped her hand over her mouth; that had been far too loud.
"Shh!" Yang called out, quickly checking again if Carm was around. Nope; still nowhere to be seen. "I mean... she was your first kiss, you seem to really like her… she seems get you to relax... It'll be fun! And I'm sure she'll love it, too!"
Large amber eyes flicked anxiously to the kitchen door. What was taking Carmine so long? What if she came back and they were still discussing this? Clearing her throat, she whispered, "Okay, so I think she's really cute, but... but we barely know her! And you want us t-to... with her?! I barely could with Weiss in the room!"
"Only if you want to. Just figured it's an idea, if she's up for it. No pressure."
But as soon as Yang said that, Carm had returned, with three glasses and a large jug of water. Placing it on the small coffee table, she plopped herself down by Blake's side.
"So, did I miss anything?"
Blake nearly froze. How could she pretend that they hadn't just been discussing doing something so questionable moments before? Therefore, instead of trying to come up with a suitable lie to answer her, she said, "Is this the treat? Your cute water glasses?"
"Oh, no! This is just to sober up. Want some?" she asked, pouring the glasses all full without even gaining their permission.
Yang looked back and forth between the two, curious as if Blake wanted to or not. At first, Blake simply watched Carm pouring, but then she noticed Yang's pointed look. One of her hands swiped slightly to the side under the table, as if to tell Yang to drop the subject – at least for the time being. Although, she had to worry if Carm saw the gesture.
"Here you are, ladies!" Handing a cup of water to each of them, she took her own and sat by Blake's side. She had not noticed the gesture, but by her instinct, she had sat particularly close to Blake. Seemed she liked her company. "I haven't had guests for a while; last person who came over was a sweet fox Faunus. That was a while ago, though."
The word "Faunus" being dropped so casually made Blake flinch slightly, but she knew Carm didn't mean anything by it. Therefore, instead of focusing on that slight negative, she turned her attention to the positive. "Yeah? Tell us about her. What does she do?" She also took the moment scoot a little closer, not for any purpose other than to hear her better.
"Well, she works at a small Dust shop in Vale, moved here from Haven. We dated a few times but it didn't really work out. I was kinda just an experiment, heh..."
It seemed the shy girl didn't have a lot of luck when it came to women. Many passed her off as experience, or just weren't interested.
"What kind of experiment?" Blake felt her heart going out to Carmine, especially since she had more or less done the same thing to her once before. If she hadn't been so drunk, she might not have put the consoling hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Oh, like, as in she's straight, but wanted to be sure. Not that I mind, I like trying new things! It's just been a hell of a while since I've really connected with anybody." She sighed, sipping at her drink once more. This seemed to be the ramblings of a very truthful drunk.
"Honey, I'm so sorry. Not that she really did anything wrong, but... yeah, that sucks." Yang's suggestion kept echoing in her mind. Should they give Carm that "connection" she so craved? But that wasn't the right kind, was it?
Then she herself had an idea. What if they did something a little in between? "Hey, let's play a game! Wanna try Dare, Drink, or Shrink? I've heard it's a lot of fun with three or more people."
"Dare drink or... shrink? I've heard of Truth or Dare, but what's that?"
"Oh, you must not call it that here," Blake snorted. "We were always playing it in the Whi- uhhh, when I went camping with family." She shot a meaningful look at Yang so she would know what she really meant. If she hadn't been drunk, she never would have come that close to revealing her previous affiliations. "It's 'shrink', as in ask a question. It was supposed to be a psychological one, like 'what's your deepest fear', but everybody just ended up asking things about first kisses and so on."
"Oh! That sounds fun, let's do it!" Carm bounced in her seat, grinning happily at the two girls as she put her glass down.
"Okay okay, easy. I presume we'll be drinking water here, considering we're already completely wasted?" Yang asked, taking a sip of her own.
"That would probably be smart," Blake admitted with a slight chuckle. Part of her wanted to get even more drunk, but she couldn't deny that was potentially dangerous. "Oh! What if we have to do a shot of hot sauce? That would keep things interesting!"
"That sounds disgusting... let's do it," Yang laughed.
"Cool, I'll go get it. Back in a sec!" Carm said with yet another huge grin, getting up yet again to wander back into her kitchen.
And Yang took that moment to whisper to her, "I like your thinking, will be an innocent way of asking."
"My what?" Blanching, Blake leaned in with her palms on the table. "Hey! W-would you quit acting like all I want to do is g-get Carm into bed? I mean, sure she has a cutie patootie, but that d-" Realising her mistake, she lapsed into silence again. Had she really just commented on their friend's rear end?!
It simply made Yang erupt into giggles. She could read her partner like a book. "You so want to, though! It would be interesting; she'd get a kick out of your ears, you'd get a kick outta her ass, what's not to love?"
"I am NOT into ASS!" Again, she had said it too loud, and she buried her face in both hands. Maybe she really should get some water into her system.
"Well whatever, would still be really-"
But in that moment, Carm had ventured back, bringing with her three spoons, and a bottle of spicy hot sauce. From the looks, some very strong stuff.
Looking up, Blake sighed, "I regret this already." Still, she couldn't help but smile slightly when Carmine was next to her again. Damn Yang for making her think too deeply about everything! Otherwise, she could have simply sat next to her as a friend; no muss, no fuss.
Unable to help herself, a small blush was forming on Carmine's face, too. Seemed sitting next to the Faunus really was nice for her, especially as she slid one of her feet closer to her.
But to break the tension… "Okay! So who's first?"
"How about Blake? She seems eager to please..." Yang teased, playfully winking in the raven haired girl's direction. Tonight she really was teasing her to the limit. Her only hope was that it wasn't too far.
"Huh?" The Faunus was very slightly distracted by the blade of Carm's foot connecting with her own. That was more than just neighbourly, wasn't it? Probably not; Yang had messed with her head too much. Determined not to read anything more into it, she wrenched her eyes back up to Yang's. "I'm what?"
"Eager to play this game... So come on! Dare, drink, or shrink?" Yang hurriedly changed what she had said previously, not wanting to test the blonde's nerves too much. Even she wouldn't press on too far!
"Oh, um... dare!" After all, how bad could Yang's first dare be? They were just initiating the game, after all.
"I dare you toooo... Take your bow off for the rest of the night."
That brought a frown to her face, but she had to admit it could have been much worse; at least Carm already knew she was Faunus. "Fine, fine." Reaching up into her hair, she slowly began to undo the ribbon, eyes flicking between her two friends as she did so.
The redhead could barely contain herself! This is what she had been looking forward to all night, being able to see Blake's ears again. And this time, she could in real lighting. They were so cute! Little, slightly purple-tinged ears, both poking out of her soft hair. They looked cuter tonight than ever.
Clapping her hands, she grinned to her. "Bravo!"
"Yeah, yeah," Blake muttered self-consciously. Why did this make her feel so much more naked than yanking off her top would have? Carmine's eyes lingering on them the way they were brought heat to her cheeks, made her heart thump faster. Slowly, they began to fold against her scalp as she weathered the stare and then cleared her throat, desperate to have the attention off herself. "S-so it's Carm's turn now, right?"
"Yep! So Carm, Dare, Drink, or Shrink?"
"Hmm..." The redhead looked over to the table. As much as the temptation was there to drink some hot sauce to skip her turn, she didn't quite fancy dealing with a burning sensation in her mouth. Not just yet.
"I'll go foooor... Shrink."
"Okay," Blake said, thinking hard. "Tell us about... your first time." She quickly followed up, "OR take a drink if you don't wanna answer. That's part of the rules."
"Hmm... My first time…" Did Carm want to answer? It was a fairly innocent question. Everyone has an embarrassing first time, right? "It was actually with a guy, named Nova. The whole thing's embarrassing, because he sent me out of his room once we were done because his girlfriend was coming home! And I had no idea he wasn't single! After that, I've always been with girls. So much less drama."
"Oh no," Blake said with earnest regret, frowning and patting her shoulder. "What a jerk! Do you want me to go kick his butt? Because I totally would."
"Oh no no! When I look back at it, it's kinda hilarious. I'm sure his girlfriend kicked his butt enough when she found out." She laughed, taking an innocent sip from her glass of water, only then to realise. "Oh! Sorry. Yang, Dare, drink, or shrink?"
"Hmm... I'll go for dare. Try me." Yang tested, leaning back confidently in her chair, waiting for the two to come up with some kind of punishment.
"Carm, you dare her," Blake said as she tucked her other leg up and under herself. For some reason, she wanted to leave the one closest to her friend where it was. "I'm curious what you'll come up with."
For a second, she thought she saw Carmine glance down at how close their legs were. Did she imagine it? "Hmmm... You asked Blake to take off her bow... so we need something equal to that." With a sly smirk, she ordered, "Your shirt. Off."
"Whoa, what?! How the heck is that equal?!" Yang protested, looking back and forth between the girls as they both began to chuckle.
"Hey, I know from earlier that you have a bra on tonight," Blake laughed, clapping her hands. "So yeah, off with the shirt!"
"Why you little..." Yang glared at her girlfriend's direction. But neither of them were going to give up. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. With a reluctant sigh, she pulled the shirt up and over her head, tossing it onto the ground over by the large double bed. "There. Happy?"
"WHOO!" Blake hooted, stamping and clapping some more as she nudged one shoulder against Carmine's. "Yeah, baby, take it off!" She knew she was being a little bit of a jackass, but that was part of the fun, wasn't it?
"Show us your jugs!" Carm joined in, hollering loudly once Yang was down to just a bra and her shorts.
Once done, the first thing she did was raise her middle finger to the two, before she finally settled back into her chair. She was determined to be the best, till the very end. "Alright, kitty cat, your turn."
"Okay, fine, um... shrink." She had already done a dare, so this seemed fitting. Also, she didn't want to give Yang an opportunity to get back at her so easily.
"I think I'll give this one to you, Carm."
"O-Oh. Really? Alright." If being so close to the girl didn't trigger a blush before, being able to ask Blake these questions certainly did. After thinking a short moment, she turned to face her – and as she did, Blake felt toes sliding over the top of her foot, causing her to shiver. The girl's eyes were dark with intent as she half-whispered, "What turns you on the most?"
While it was tempting to immediately answer with "You flirting with me so much", Blake instead laughed as she thought. What DID turn her on? Her mind went to trapping Yang's hardness between her boots, but that was probably just because it was so unusual. Sexual exploits were too new to her, she didn't have a set answer!
"Umm... I guess... lips? I like lips." Smiling bashfully, she tucked a strand of hair behind her human ear. "Is that dumb?"
"I'da thought it woulda been that 'Ninjas of Love' book you can't put down," Yang teased. This was even news to her! Learning all these new things about her lover was exciting.
But Carm however lit right up. "'Ninjas of Love?' I love those books! I have the whole series so far! And might I say... they do get me going, too..." She was blushing once again. But when realising she seemed to share an interest with the Faunus, she could only smile, and lean slightly closer.
"Oh wow, I wasn't even thinking about those; I figured Yang meant real people!" Blake giggled, turning to Carmine as her amber eyes lit up. "In the second book, when Makoto and Haruko are trapped in the hot springs... I could have melted!"
"Oh gosh, I know! I think my favourite scene, the moment Tomari and the Princess have a moment together in the palace. I thought that was so cute..." She couldn't keep the grin off her face now. Finally, someone to talk about books with! And there she was thinking she would never see Blake again at the beginning of the night.
"Oh my gosh, neeeerds." The blonde teased, chuckling at the two. As she noticed them getting seemingly closer to one another, blushing and playing footsie, she was starting to think about what she had offered. If things did go the way she planned, would Blake prefer Carm over her? Would this backfire completely?
No, she was too drunk to think of that now. "Okay, Carm, back to you."
"Oh... Well... Um..." Looking around a short moment, she decided to be brave. "Dare."
"Hmm... okay, I got one." Smirking quite a lot, the Faunus leaned in a bit and said, "I dare you to lick one drip of hot sauce off Yang's boob." Then she turned to Yang and added, "If you're up for it, of course!"
"Whoa, whoa, lick it off... Yang? Your girlfriend? ...Are you sure?" It wasn't an instant no. Nor was it a comment about disloyalty. She just wanted to make sure that was in fact what she was asking for her to do.
However, the Blonde could only let out a laugh, taking the bottle of sauce and holding it to her chest. "Aww come on, what are you afraid of, Carm? The girls don't bite!"
"Yeah, it's no big deal to me," Blake insisted. "But remember, if you back down, you have to drink a whole spoonful!" This wasn't necessarily even anything she expected to get her hot and bothered, just something that seemed amusing and relatively harmless.
"W-Well... Okay." Swallowing, Carm left the comfort of the sofa, and being so close to Blake, and journeyed to the blonde's side. She couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear journey up her spine as she thought about what she was about to do. Lick another woman's girlfriend? This was mad! But the two had insisted it was okay. And in a way, the taboo of it all made her heart race. And brought heat between her legs.
Once the blonde had applied a small amount on the top of one of her breasts, the red head leaned forward, touching her tongue against the soft skin. Just as she was requested, she lapped up all of the spicy fluid Yang had poured there, leaving nowhere untouched. Such movements were enough to make the blonde's own cheeks flare red, and even coax out a small sigh from her. And when she looked over to Blake, she couldn't help but blush even more.
The raven-haired girl's cheeks also blossomed with heat. For whatever reason, she hadn't been expecting this to be so... exciting. The small pink tongue trailing over Yang's flesh made her gulp and shiver. Her palms felt a bit damp all of a sudden, and so she pressed them against the sofa cushions, gripping them tightly.
Once satisfied, the redhead parted her lips from the breast below, unable to help but look up at the now rather flustered blonde. But rather than say anymore, she returned to her seat, covering her cheeks to try and cover her blush.
"Ok-okay, that was... um... Y-Yang, your turn!"
Nervously laughing, Yang struggled to relax back on the sofa again. The girl really had a way with her mouth. Even if it was to lick hot sauce off her! It was a sensation not to pass up.
"O-Okay. I'll... go for Shrink this time."
Fairly quickly, Blake gave a very slight nervous shrug and said, "Yeah, question: did you enjoy that?"
"...I'm gonna drink instead." Refusing to admit how flustered she really was, she took one of the spoons on the table. Pouring it completely full, she then quickly drank up the fluid, cringing at how spicy the fluid was.
"Aww, no fun!" Carm laughed, seating herself quite close to Blake again – closer than the time before, even. Instantly, Blake noticed how the girl's hip felt warm against her own, her arm just a hair's breadth away. Seemingly without knowing she was doing anything strange, now she was brushing her toes up and down Blake's ankle. The fact that they were both still quite inebriated and that she had just watched her lick Yang's pliant breast did little to help keep her unflustered.
"Guess, um, I'll take another dare. You can give me one this time if you want, Carm, or how do we wanna do this? Switching back and forth each time the person's turn comes up?"
"I think whoever can come up with the best one," Carmine said. "Might be an idea."
"Right. And I have a good one." Yang smirked, folding her arms as she looked to the two. "I dare you two to kiss again."
"What?!" Blake was shocked that Yang would push things so far so soon. Then again, they HAD been hanging out all evening, drinking and laughing. A heartbeat later, she realised that might sound to Carmine as if she thought the idea was unappealing, so she followed up with, "Um, I mean that's interesting, but... okay, Carm do you have a counter-dare?"
"W-well... I... Um..." Blushing to the high heavens, she looked over to Blake again, and then to Yang. She had no ideas in mind. And truth be told, it was a rather nice dare. "I-I don't... unless you wanna take your top off, as well..."
So there it was. Either Blake exposed her chest, kissed Carm and opened who knows what can of worms, or took a shot of hot sauce and therefore showed she was the coward she always believed herself to be. What on earth should she do?
"I... I don't..." If she didn't kiss Carm, she'd think she didn't WANT to. That wasn't exactly true. "What kind of kiss?"
"A repeat of your first one." Yang piped up.
"OR! Or... A kiss on the neck. If you don't feel like kissing my lips, of course." Truth be told, Carm was highly nervous of this. At least if it was the neck, there would be no emotion to it. Only lust. That was something she wanted to make clear, that she would not ask to do anything emotionally invested with Blake. Not now that she was taken.
To Blake, however, the prospect of kissing Carm's neck was even more daunting than kissing her mouth. It implied more was going to happen. Before she could second-guess herself, she leaned in the few inches that hung between them and took the redhead's soft mouth.
It was as sweet as the last time, but also swimming with the tang of the hot sauce from moments ago. That made the temptation greater to use her tongue; should she? Would that be too much?
"Get in there, Blake!" It was Yang's turn to be obnoxious this time, falling out and waving her fist in the air as the two repeated their first kiss.
And to repeat, Carm found her hand reaching into the raven haired faunus's hair again, just beginning to scratch by her ears. As much as she wanted to use her tongue, she resisted. She wouldn't do that unless she knew it was alright.
A shaky sigh pushed out of Blake's nose when she felt the fingers reaching for her ears. Same old Carm. Trying her best to ignore the sensation, she kept kneading her lips against her friend's, but as it overtook her she felt her mouth drop open slightly without any real influence from her own will. This felt like a dream... one she never expected to have after their last trip to the club.
No longer brave enough to continue, Carm finally drew back from the kiss, fluttering her eye lids in order to come to terms with what just happened. They had kissed. Deeply kissed. It felt amazing, and the taboo only made things worse.
Just as it did Yang, who was blushing just as badly. They really did it. "Well done, ladies. I am impressed!"
"Oh st-stop, you dork," Blake shushed her, finally dropping her eyes from Carm's. That was truly intense; she had severely underestimated their chemistry last time. Maybe she felt more strongly for Yang on an emotional level, of course, but Carm was an extremely tempting alternative where physical attraction was concerned.
"Your turn, Carm. Pick something."
"O-okay... Dare again." She swallowed, quickly picking up her glass of water to try and calm her nerves.
"Dare, dare..." Blake's eyes wandered down across Carm's cute outfit. It was a single dress with gradient shades from pink to fuchsia. She had been wearing a black leather jacket and heels, but those were now gone. Should she? "I dare you... to take off one article of clothing." The options were severely limited, of course.
"One arti- oh, what?!" To take off her dress would make things terribly awkward. It was a padded dress, that required no bra. If she was going to do this, she would be the barest of them all, her breasts would be on display!
But… was that a bad thing? Perhaps she would enjoy it. A lot. Perhaps she was too drunk to care.
Standing up again, she leant down to pull her dress, up and over her body, until it was off of her, where she placed it down on the ground. Her rather modest assets hung free, a rather perky set. Not as small as Weiss's, but no bigger then Blake's at all. Half naked, and blushing to the heavens, she took her seat back by Blake, covering her face again.
"Whoa..." A truly flawless form was sitting right next to her, almost entirely on display. Clearing her throat, Blake tried again. "Y-you... I thought you at least had a bra on, it's- you could have done a shot, or just told me! Carm, I'm sorry!"
"Blake... I am…" Swallowing once again, she gave in entirely. She was no longer covering up, and instead leant back on her seat, allowing everything to sway freely. "Too drunk to care!"
Yang didn't know where to look! It was a glorious sight. She couldn't help but compare her form to Weiss. Of course, Carm was far more awkward and shy. It made suggesting things very difficult.
Finally, she had the nerve to speak up. "O-okay... Shrink. Again."
Trying to keep her eyes off Carmine's lacey knickers – lacey! – Blake said, "Uhhh, I have one, unless Carm has a question. You're kind of naked, so I figure you can get first shot!"
"U-uh... Well... I got nothing. Was just gonna ask about your first time."
"Okay... So what was yours, Blake?" Yang said confidently. "Then I can pick."
"Okay." Blake had a feeling she might already know the answer, but she wanted to find out for sure. "What's your most embarrassing kink? The one you wouldn't tell us if it wasn't during this game."
After the last spoonful of hot sauce, Yang was sure she didn't want another taster. There was no choice. She had to reveal her secret to her. And what made things worse? It was probably her biggest kink as well as the most embarrassing.
"... Anything anal. I really, really like that."
That did surprise Blake – partly because she admitted it, and partly because of her enthusiasm. She liked anal that much? Even after finding out that Yang had toyed with it, she hadn't given the matter much thought. It was a dark part of the anatomy, dirty. Honestly, she couldn't imagine ever wanting anything in her own rear. Smiling slightly, she turned to check out Carm's reaction.
But Carm seemed to take it in stride. "Like... On yourself? Or other people?"
"A bit of both. I like seeing people's reactions to it, but it feels great on me, too. Anal for life!" She couldn't help but now cover up her own face. Blake certainly had ammo now, to have in the future. And she was positive she would use it.
But for now... "Blakey! Your go."
"Huh? Oh, I... okay. Shrink this time." Still her distraction persisted. Yang liked it on herself, and on other people. Did she want to do things to Blake there? Even though she just decided she had no desire for that, what if Yang asked her? Would she submit, purely to satisfy Yang's interests?
"Okay... If you had to, with one guy, who would it be?" Yang asked. It was always a subject she was just curious of, rather than anything significant. She was curious to if the answer would be Sun, or someone else. Perhaps even Neptune?
"You, Mr Xiao Long," Blake replied jokingly. Of course, the two of them knew it wasn't entirely a joke, but Carm wouldn't. "Let me think, this is tough. Okay, um, would it be weird if I said... Professor Ozpin?" Already blushing, she covered her face with both hands.
Yang had certainly picked the wrong time to have a drink, as she nearly choked on the amount of water she had in her mouth. To her embarrassment, she found herself having to spit it back in the cup.
"Ozpin?! Seriously?!"
"Headmaster of Beacon? That's a little random..." Carm chuckled. As far as she knew, the girls worked in Vale. She was still unaware they were actually in school to become Huntresses. But everyone knew who Ozpin was. After all, Beacon was one of the best academies in Remnant.
"Leave me alone," Blake groaned, still hiding her face. "Something about that silvery hair of his, the deep voice, his smooth and composed manner... he's just everything all those other loser guys aren't. I mean, I'm still happier with Yang for sure, but... hey, you asked!"
"I'm just surprised! Not judging at all!" Carm reassured. At least Blake's embarrassment was taking some of the pressure off her being nearly naked. But now, it was back on. "Alright. I pick... Shrink. I'd rather not risk being completely naked."
"Shrink, huh?" Yang looked over to Blake, starting to blush again as she thought of what to ask. But from the look on her face, she knew exactly what she wanted to ask… she just needed to make sure Blake wanted to as well.
"After you," Blake told the blonde as she finally dropped her hands back into her lap. From that mischievous look, this next question was going to be something at least somewhat off-colour, and maybe even something that qualified as "too far," but she would wait patiently to find out what it was before reacting.
"Okay. Carmine…" She began with the full name to make sure she had her attention, placing her hands in her lap as she leant forward. "If you could bang Blake and I... Would you?"
"O-oh…" Right away, the girls eyes widened. She didn't know what to say. The cheeks were completely red, and the alcohol in her system wasn't exactly helping. Would she indeed?
After swallowing and thinking on it, she realised how close to Blake she already was. With Blake, it would be a resounding yes. But Yang? The woman was attractive, definitely. She could sacrifice the lack of ears for that opportunity.
"...Yes. Yes, I would."
"Oh."
Blake was beside herself. The minute Yang asked the question, she wanted to throw herself out the nearest window. Why would she ask flat out that way? However, now that the lovely Carmine had agreed... what should their plan be? Get straight to the threesome? That seemed incredibly clumsy and terrifying – especially for the new girl.
No, she couldn't play things that way. "Good to know," she said cheerily, adding a little laugh. "And for the record... you'd be on my list, too. I guess."
Yang however, was more willing to press on. Or at least, still not sober enough to think of the consequences.
"Just one more question, Carm."
"Yang, it's not her turn! Back of, she's already-"
"N-no, it's fine," Carm snorted, patting Blake's thigh briefly. "What is it?"
Looking back at Blake once more, the back at the girl, she pressed on, "Actually... I don't think Blake and I would mind so much, either. So, if you were up for a little experimentation… did you want to?"
A few seconds went by. Finally, Blake cleared her throat and said more pointedly, "Yang, your turn! Dare, drink, or shrink?" That way, Carm wouldn't be forced to answer unless she truly wanted to.
"W-wait…"
This time, Carm stopped the game entirely, looking at Blake. "Are you actually offering this? I'm not going insane here? You and Yang would want to… w-with me?"
"Well... I guess." Then Blake felt guilty for trying to hedge. This time, she was the one to caress the top of Carm's foot with her own; some kind of secret reassurance for them both. "No, I mean we would. Definitely. Just, I don't know if you'd be up for it, or... up for it right now. You know?"
In that moment, Carm began to lean forward toward Blake, eyes half closing again like they did before their kiss. She wanted to. She really, really wanted to. And now she'd established the others wanted the same, she could admit it.
"I am up for it."
This was it. A mostly-nude woman was leaning in toward her while Yang looked on expectantly. What should she do? Already her body was responding, heating up and opening up. One hand raised to cup her cheek and hold her there, staring into her deep green eyes.
"Then so am I." But she would wait for Carm to make the move.
As much as Carm wanted to lean in and take her lips there and then, she resisted. Why use the sofa when the bed was just behind them. And could fit all three of them on. With that in mind, she made the offer.
"Would the two of you accompany me to bed?"
"Way ahead of ya." Yang smirked, getting herself up from the arm chair and already making her way to the bed as she pried off her own boots.
A smirk stole across Blake's lips, and she leaned in and grazed her lips over Carm's cheek. Then she pressed her lips against her ear and whispered, "If you want more attention from me than from her, just let me know. Or vice versa. And... you can play with my ears all you want."
A pleasured sigh came from her mouth from the soft whisper. Especially when it was made known her ears could be played with. This was like a dream come true! Her favourite fascination, plus two rather attractive women. Could things get better?
As she made her way to the bed, she looked over to the girls. Lack of experience told her perhaps she should ask. "S-so... who's the 'bottom'?"
"You are," Blake replied while she pushed Carm's soft body back onto the bed, pulling herself up to kneel on either side of her legs. A moment later, however, she chuckled. "I'm kidding. I have a feeling you want to play with me a lot, and... I might like that, so I can be your 'bottom' if that's what you're comfortable with."
"C'mon Carm. I think you and I both wanna play with this kitty," Yang encouraged, standing at the edge of the bed as the other two lay down on it.
Carm positioned herself furthest up the bed, allowing Blake to rest her head on her knees. Once she was there, she gently caressed Blake's cheek, the other hand resting in her hair. "Just say something if you want me to stop." She then looked to Yang. "Either of you."
Smiling coyly, Blake waggled her hips back and forth as she asked, "Do you wanna play with this kitty?" For good measure, she flicked her cat ears very slightly, just to see how drastically the girl with such silky thighs would react. They really were nice, and she found herself rubbing her cheek against one of them.
Squeaking with delight, Carm right away had begun to scratch the scalp just behind her ears. Each time they flicked against her legs, she grinned happily, enjoying each moment.
Yang, however, had now begun to slowly stroke Blake's legs, hoping to soothe and relax her all the more. Although she did say, "Hey... What I asked earlier... Did you still want to? Because I do have it in my bag..."
"What you asked... OH!" That nearly startled her out of her calm demeanour, but another few scratches behind her ears from Carm's apparently-practised fingers helped calm her. She and Yang had already discussed this, it was not a new development. However, was Carm being here the right time to break out toys? She supposed they would find out. "Okay, you can... go ahead and get the bag, if you want. Where is it?"
"Right here!" And instantly, she brought up the bag from the floor, holding it up into the air proudly. How on earth she'd managed to go on a night out with both that object and her purse in the same bag was a mystery!
"Oh... What did you two lovebirds have planned then?" And upon that comment, she moved to scratch just under Blake's chin instead, leaning forward to look into her eyes. Of course, Blake's view would be obscured slightly by Carm's petite breasts. All the more pleasing. "Care to tell lil ol' me?"
"Maybe we want it to be a surprise," Blake hummed as she tilted her head obligingly. It was odd to be treated like a pet by anyone, much less Carm instead of Yang. But she couldn't help enjoying it a bit.
Meanwhile, did they mean for this to be a surprise? Yang had been the one plotting to reel the compliant Carmine in for a three person rendezvous, not her. Hard to complain about it, of course – already she wanted more, wanted Yang to taste her while Carm watched. For them both to tease Carm, perhaps. Their encounter with Weiss still swam near the front of her memory, and she couldn't help but wonder how similar this might be.
"A surprise? Well... okay," she chuckled, simply continuing to scratch both these areas delicately. She really was enjoying petting the girl, grinning contentedly each time she nuzzled against her.
But Yang placed the bag back down. She wanted to tease Blake more before continuing and using the toys. And to do that, she leant down, delicately kissing the freshly shaven legs, slowly up to her knees. Today, she was going to worship her girlfriend. As was the other woman.
A pronounced shiver ran down the Faunus's back at the gentle kissing. Already, she was being put in the center again, just like when Weiss was involved. However, Carm was teasing her in an entirely different fashion, and they were at different ends instead of pushed up against her sides.
Speaking of ends... as Carm scratched at her, she slowly pulled herself up until her face rested even higher against her thighs, an inch away from the lacy underwear. The redhead could only sigh, leaning in even further find a better angle to scratch at. She really was content enough watching the Faunus become satisfied with things.
And when Yang reached high enough, she moved her hands upward to her shorts, beginning to pull them down her legs, along with her underwear. After all, she couldn't worship Blake entirely when she was the only one clothed.
The feeling of being exposed made Blake's eyes fly open. Yes, she had been the only one still fully clothed, but now her lower region was entirely on display in front of their new friend. It made everything seem so much more real. A quiet sigh escaped her as she felt them slip past her ankles, and she curled her toes anxiously to catch at them – failing to stop anything, of course.
Unable to help herself, Carm took a quick glance of her own to the girl's private region. She couldn't help herself. The small dust of raven hair down there made her appear rather adorable down there, and it was becoming very obvious how ready she was.
"So cute," she couldn't help but whisper.
"Hey, this part is mine." Yang could only tease, right away leaning down to continue to kiss up her legs slowly. Her hands one more rested against her hips to hold her in place.
"Mmmhh," Blake sighed involuntarily, then recovered her voice. "You... really think it's cute, Carm?" She wanted to close her legs, to hide herself, but Yang's face prevented that – unless she wanted to squish her partner rudely, which she didn't.
"Y-Yeah... Like you." Gently brushing back one of Blake's hairs behind her ear, she watched as Yang continued to tease her.
The blonde then left a soft kiss against her belly, just above the small amount of hair by her crotch. Leaning up to look at her lover, she whispered. "Shall I get it now, m'lady?"
"Oh, I..." Her cheeks were already pink, and now they grew to blazing. Yang wanted to take her for the first time with a full-sized phallus... while Carm looked on. This was insane! Would Carm even like that? What if she did – was that a good thing or a bad thing? And how would the redhead be involved at that point?
"You... you can get it if you wish."
With a nod, the blonde disappeared below her sight. All that could be heard was that she was getting something out of her bag. The zip, the ruffling... Yang was going to prepare herself out of sight.
Carm, however, continued to fuss over the girl, scratching both her chin and her ears. But before she continued she had to ask. "D-Do you mind this? Me talking like this and treating you like this?"
Shaking her head slightly, Blake tried to let herself relax... but she couldn't, of course. Deciding to come right out and say it, she sighed and elaborated, trying for a low enough voice that Yang might not hear her. "Just... as long as you know this is only for while... we're playing. You get that, right? That when we're not, I'm a person, not a pet." A tiny shrug as she tried to soften that insistence. "N-not that I think you think that, just wanted to be clear."
"Crystal clear. I won't make any more comments about it when we're through." To Carm, that was more than acceptable. If Blake had not perked up, she would have asked for her to purr, or made a comment about her being 'A good kitty'. But perhaps something else.
"You're a good girl, huh? Liking this, aren't you?"
Carm had taken that really well. Maybe she had been too harsh. By way of apology, Blake screwed up her courage and swallowed her pride; this could potentially be really stupid, not to mention embarrassing.
"Mroww."
Truth be told, Carm wanted to squeal in delight! To instantly go and rub her belly instead, to continue to treat her as a pet. But Blake wasn't comfortable with that. And she wouldn't put her through it if that was the case. So instead, she just smiled, continuing the soft movements.
"Blake... You don't need to do that. Just be you."
"Are you sure?" Blake asked as she wriggled on her back like a feline, arms up and hands balled into fists like paws. "Kitty wants to play however Master wants to play." Now she was laying it on rather thick, but she wanted to put so much temptation into it that Carm would reveal her true desire. Now that the girl had confirmed she understood the difference between fantasy and reality, she was willing to indulge her if Carm wanted that.
Carm could only shiver with excitement. Seemed Blake really was willing to play along! This truly was her dream come true, after all. And so giving in, she moved away from her chin, now fussing at her belly. Scratching it rather quickly over and over.
Of course, from their position, Blake would just get an eye full of breasts. Not that she would complain.
Now finally ready, however, Yang stood at the end of the bed. This time, her bottom half was naked and wearing the fake phallus of which she had worn previously for Weiss. This time, it was going to take Blake. And it was going to take her as she was being kissed and fussed over by another.
The sight of the purple length definitely distracted her from Carm's pettings, but she forced herself to look back up at the redhead, to nip at the gently-swinging tit nearest her mouth. On one swing, she captured the peak, but let it go almost immediately. She hadn't been expecting to catch it - for them to have their first semi-sexual contact by accident. She waited to see Carm's reaction to that, and to what might be happening next if Yang had her way.
There was a rather loud squeak. Blake had managed to nip her nipple! And so soon? It wasn't what she was expecting at all, but she attempted to keep her distracted.
"You naughty thing!" She called, this time, brushing her own hands over Blake's shirt. If only her upper half was naked too. "I'll have to punish you for that..."
But Yang had already started to punish. Thin fingers were already beginning to rub into her wetness, over and over, back and forth. Each stroke drawing more and more moisture to her, and making her more wet overall. More ready.
"Hmm... If I didn't know you better Blake, I'd say you're in heat. You're certainly wet enough for it."
"Come on, Faunus don't..." But then again, some Faunus did go into heat; she just didn't believe she had ever endured that particular discomfort. Also, Carm was listening; Carm, for whom she was putting on all these cattish mannerisms. "Faunus don't... go into heat that often... maybe it's just that my masters are so nearby."
Hoping that it looked at least somewhat seductive, she began to undo the buttons up the front of her blouse one at a time, eyes staring straight up at the green ones above her. Carm was indeed being seduced by Blake's actions, unable to help herself as she rubbed over her shirt again, trying to rub against her breasts. She could already feel her own heat building between her legs, not that she could tell Blake yet.
"Maybe those masters can help with that," the blonde teased. Once satisfied with how wet she had managed to make her girlfriend, she held up one of her legs, bringing it onto her shoulder in order to keep her legs apart.
Once finished with the buttons, Blake merely let the shirt fall open to expose the clasp in the center of her bra, and a generous view of flesh as well. Then she lifted both hands up and behind herself, gripping Carm's waist as she looked down to where Yang was preparing to enter.
"Is it..." Clearing her throat, she managed to make herself whisper, "Does it really hurt? I mean, I know that's probably just a rumour, but..."
"Hopefully we'll have turned you on enough so it won't. So you gotta relaaaaax," Yang reassured, stroking down her legs again.
Such movements were repeated over her breasts by Carm, who smiled softly at her, right away scratching her ears with her spare hand. "Don't worry. We'll take care of you."
"Okay..." Blake took a deep breath. It was true that this would be a lot more than a finger or two, but not by much and not impossible for her to accomplish. Then she eased her thighs further apart until she really was on display, out there for Carmine to observe when Yang took her. Slowly, her excitement and anticipation began to overtake her fear. She was going to do this. They were going to do this, together.
Holding on gently to her hips, and one of her legs, Yang began to move herself forward. Slowly lining the head up with her entrance, she continued to press forward, pushing the head inside slick wetness. Once the head was inside, she continued to make her way forward...
To calm Blake down all the more, Carmine leant forward to try and kiss her belly, slowly rubbing her hands across the soft body below her as Yang began to take her. She was going to make sure Blake had relaxed completely… and if she got a better view, then that was just a bonus.
It was so big! Blake knew it wasn't, but it felt as if it were three or four times as large as it was. Still, she forced herself to remain relatively calm, to let Yang do her magic and Carm to relax her. As the kisses peppered her stomach, she returned the favour, even allowing her tongue to flick over the delicate skin hovering above her face. Sweet, like her lips.
Then another wave of pleasure hit below her belt. "NNhhH!"
"Thaaaat's it..." Yang encouraged, pressing on further to push more of the toy inside her, which her sex seemed to eagerly accept. To keep her in place, she kept a hold of the leg on her shoulder, using it as balance as she pushed in.
Carm finally leant back up again, looking down to what was happening to the Faunus girl. It certainly made her jealous. But still wanting to satisfy the Faunus, she stroked her cheek softly. "Hmm... Good girl..."
Blake arched her back slightly as her body accepted the device to the hilt. Yes, she was a sheath for Yang, a vessel to be filled. And a pet for Carm, though one to be cherished. A very odd warmth of belonging settled over her, even amid the cloud of arousal billowing up from her swollen wetness.
Also, now she was beginning to scent something on the air; arousal. Not her own, but that of another. Most likely Carm, who was nearest her nose; it was lighter, and far less heady than Yang's arousal. Male or female versions, she realised. Watching what she was watching, why shouldn't the redhead be turned on?
To Yang's delight, she had managed to push forward enough to bump her hips up to Blake's, meeting no resistance on the way. Seemed she really had turned on the girl enough that she was ready to take the phallus fully; that, or Blake had already broken such a seal herself through experimenting.
Waiting for any further commands, she looked onward to the two girls. And sure enough, the scent was indeed coming from Carm. Seeing Yang push the entirety of such an object inside her sent a shiver up her spine. All she wanted to do was play with her, whilst Yang was moving in and out.
So that's what she planned on doing. Backing herself up, she settled Blake's head against the soft sheets, moving to her side as she snuggled against her, brushing one hand up from her neck, down to her cleavage.
Her inner flesh still quivering from Yang's actions, Blake looked with glazed eyes at Carm, swallowing thickly as she raised one arm to press into her warm back, holding her against her side and finding comfort in the nearness. A desire welled up in her to have Carm all to herself sometime, but she also didn't think she truly wanted it – the sweet girl just deserved a steady significant other of her own.
The redhead pressed right into Blake's side, kissing her neck as her hand continued to wander over her chest. And then down her stomach. All the while, she delicately grazed the skin with her teeth, threatening to bite almost!
But Yang had seen the actions of Carm's hand. The direction it was heading... She wouldn't let her win. So, determined to give Blake more pleasure than the redhead, she pulled her hips backward, before thrusting forward again, testing Blake's reaction.
"OH!" Blake yelped at the sudden pounding into her sex. It seemed Yang had decided the experimental stage had ended, and they were ready to begin in earnest. So many sensations, and all at once! Where was she to look? At Yang's half-exposed chest, at Carm's peak just below one of hers? At what was being done to her body with the synthetic phallus? At a loss, she began to gently stroke the silky back under her palm, knowing it was really the only thing she could give back in that moment. Perhaps after Yang was finished – or, more precisely, she was finished with Yang thrusting into her – she could do more for both women.
So this was the game Yang wanted to play? To see who could please Blake the most? Two could certainly play at that. Carm's hand sped down even faster, until she spread her fingers wide apart, using them to rub against the wet outer folds, and, in particular, the small nub at the top of her sex. Each time Yang pushed inside, Carm grinded her hand firmly against her clit. Such actions continued as the blonde kept going at a slow pace, each time drawing the phallus out more.
This was unbelievable. Carmine was touching her! Really going to town, in point of fact – she obviously had some substantial practice! All while the thick length was sliding in and out of her, caressing her inner walls without any hesitation. How could she repay these two for trying to send her screaming into an orgasm so fast?
An idea came to the Faunus; pretty much all she was capable of doing in the moment. Stretching out her fingers, she just managed to reach down and grasp the pert backside she had been coveting earlier, feeling the lace tickling the surface of her palm as she squeezed.
"O-oh!" Right away, Carm froze up, unable to help but press further into the Faunus' body as her backside was grasped by her. Even if she was shy and awkward, this wasn't acceptable behaviour.
And so to punish her, she drew her hand away again, simply glaring down at the girl in the midst of her pleasure. "Tsk tsk. That just won't do... Maybe your masters should punish you for that."
"Wh-what?" Blake breathed, actually legitimately confused. That was meant to be teasing but pleasurable. Had it hurt Carm? Was she not fond of that part of herself being touched? Either way, all she wanted was to bring pleasure to her friend. "Master, I'm s- HNHH! I'm so sorry!" Another thrust had interrupted her apology, but she hoped it would be sufficient.
It hadn't hurt at all. In fact, quite the opposite; Carm had enjoyed it tremendously. But she wanted to dominate, and she didn't currently want Blake to do anything in return. Looking up to Yang, she smirked. Perhaps working with the blonde would be the best way to come up with a punishment.
"I think you should ramp up the speed, Yang. Maybe I'll touch her again after."
"Oh, absolutely." It seemed a good enough punishment, take away one form of the stimulation and increase another. At least, to Yang it seemed a good idea. Pulling herself back again, she thrust in faster then before. And then again, and then again. Minus Carm's hand this time.
"OhhHHH!" In one way, they were purely correct; this was torture for Blake. The best kind of torture. As her partner thrust into her harder and harder, she felt her legs parting more, felt her insides quivering. Part of her wanted to fight back against the pure intensity, because it unseated her, it made her feel ways she didn't normally feel... but at the same time, how nice to simply give in! To let the two women show her more vistas of gratification with hands and implements, with kisses.
"Yang, you... you're punishing me so much! S-sooo much!"
Her partner simply hung onto her leg tighter, using it as leverage to thrust faster and harder. Part of her felt awful for not satisfying her clit as well, to give her the type of pleasure she already knew. But another part of her was enjoying watching her suffer.
"Are you enjoying it though?"
"Yes, but... not... enough!"
Blake could give as well as she got. True, she didn't want Yang to stop anytime soon because it was still beyond fantastic, but what was left of her pride wouldn't let her simply lie down and take this. Therefore, she prepared herself for the inevitable consequences, then turned her ankle to one side and caught quite a lot of blonde hairs between her toes, curled them in tightly, and tugged.
Yang's eyes snapped wide open. Not that... anything but that. She had never activated such a thing during these activities before. Would it be dangerous? To her and to Carm? But as Blake was tugging harder, she was finding it difficult to hold herself back.
Meanwhile, Carm thought that much punishment was satisfactory enough and leant back in toward her to kiss her neck again, and reaching cup her breast. She had no idea what Blake was about to unleash.
Watching Yang's eyes turn from violet to red was somehow intoxicating; Blake wanted more, wanted to see Yang get so furious she broke her to pieces. But that was only one of her desires; a dark one that she hadn't realised existed. Most of her only wanted their liaison to become more and more passionate... but anger was a form of passion, wasn't it?
"Your hand feels so good on my chest, Master," Blake said shakily, still tugging at Yang's hair and gazing into her fiery eyes. Knowing full well that the hand was Carmine's, and that they were in some kind of rivalry for who could please her the most. "Sooo good."
A fusion of many things was building up. Heading the words from Blake's mouth, seeing another woman's hands all over her body, the tugging of her hair. It was like a switch, triggering Yang's semblance into action. Her body heated up rapidly, this time to a burning heat rather than the pleasant warmness she made for her on the bike. Not only that, but her movements became even faster and stronger, all forcing themself to push into Blake over and over, hanging on to her leg to keep her still as she pumped inside.
"OHHH!" Blake shouted, surprised and slightly alarmed by the suddenness with which the sex became so much more rough than it was a moment ago. It very nearly hurt! Yet at the same time, she loved the very slight tinge of pain that threaded through the unbelievable pleasure; she wanted no more than that level, but couldn't deny it added a certain depth to everything.
However, she couldn't help the fingernails digging into Carm's plump backside. It was an involuntary reaction.
"Oh! Ah!" Carm called out. Thankfully, this didn't put her off trying to pleasure Blake all the more. This time, she began to bite the skin of her neck, fondling her breast, and then using her spare hand to finally scratch her ears again. All in the hope of getting her over the edge.
As was Yang, as she continued to growl and pound away, finding her own breath beginning to grow short. In another attempt to further Blake's pleasure, she tried to angle her entry upward, to hit the sensitive spot inside.
"W-wait!" Blake panted at the change of angle. "What are you- OHHHH MY GOD! YANG!" Slamming her eyes shut, she fell back, rolling under the conflicting tides of Yang's relentless punishment of her sex and Carm's teasing teeth, the exploring hand on her chest. Reaching up with her own, she fumbled and eventually released the clasp, the two sides of the garment springing open. The girl might as well have full access at this point.
This really was heaven. Carm had two beautiful woman by her side, one which she could hear calling out in pleasure over and over again. To add to the mix, the one whom was screaming out had the very thing that satisfied her odd kink: a beautiful pair of ears. She really would have to make this up to the two once they were done.
And as Yang kept aiming for that point, she could only growl louder when seeing Carm fondling her girlfriend's bare breasts. Jealousy added into this mix made for a deadly combo, one which would make the Faunus go hurtling overboard.
Sure that she was going too far, perhaps already had, Blake released Yang's hair and simply let the climax build within her, let Yang stab up and into that most sensitive area inside her body. Carm was driving her wild, making it almost impossible for her to relax into the penetration fully. She was almost finished already?!
"You guys!" she panted, belatedly remembering to speak otherwise. "M-masters! Masters, I'm going t-to... my punishment is almost oh-oHHHHHver!"
"Yes! That's it!" Carm breathed against her neck, flicking her thumb over the sensitive nipple to assist her in her end.
As for the blonde bruiser, she delivered a few more firm thrusts straight against that spot, grasping her leg tightly as she called out. "M-mine! Y-you're mi- Ours!"
"YES! YEEES, I'm- NNNNHHHHHH!"
The orgasm rocked her harder than any other had thus far. Something was missing, and that would be direct pressure to her clit, but she couldn't deny the raw power of Yang's hips driving the length up and against her pleasure center over and over. Every muscle within her spasmed, tingled. Her fingertips pulled and twisted-
And she heard fabric tearing. She hadn't meant to, but the throes of passion had been so strong that she had ruined Carmine's beautiful panties.
After finishing the final few thrusts, Yang slowed to a stop, her own semblance finally deactivating as she remained panting against Blake's leg. Thanks to her eyes being shut, she didn't even see what she had made Blake do.
But Carm did. And it did make her squeal rather loudly as she looked down at her underwear. Already it was starting to fall to one side. It was completely destroyed. But she didn't seem to mind. Shown as she delivered a soft kiss to her neck.
"That's it... Good pet."
"Ohh... oh, you guys..." Then Blake prised her eyes open again weakly, looking over in Carm's general direction. "Wait, are we... am I still the pet? Or what? I don't... have a lot of experience with this kind of thing, like where to stop..."
"That's up to you." But looking up to them both, she saw Yang also looking up at her partner, still regaining her breath. She couldn't continue this play if she tried.
"Both of you. If you want to do... something else, that's... fine."
"Hey, are you alright?" Blake started to sit up, then felt the length shift inside her. "NHH! I... Yang, do you need a break?"
Taking a few deep breaths, she finally drew back, withdrawing the toy from Blake's sex at long last. "I-I'm fine... all good. Wow though, you really took it outta me."
"Took it out of you?!" Blake laughed weakly as she flopped completely back onto the bed. "Mmmh... that's so good. I feel wonderful, you two... what's next?" Eyes flicking to one side, she smiled slightly. "Your turn?"
The short haired girl blinked a couple of times, looking down to her again. "M-my turn? Are you sure?"
But the bruiser could only nod in agreement, sliding the toy off herself and placing it back by her bag, before she too climbed onto the bed. "Oh absolutely."
"We could do it the same way we did with me that first time," Blake said to her partner, an affectionate hand falling to her cheek. "Or what we just did. Or just start playing and see where we end up." The last bit was more directed at Carm; considering she was the "guest" in this arrangement, it seemed the most fair course of action.
"Oh... Oh my." She was made speechless. What on earth could she say to them? They had her right where they wanted her: aroused, naked and in bed. Why would she even want to fight?
So she didn't. She simply leant back against the pillows as Yang headed to her other side, nuzzling into her right away.
"C'mon, partner," Yang grunted. "Let's get to work."
"Can't argue with that." Immediately afterward, Blake leaned forward and took Yang's lips, directly over Carm's face, hoping the extremely close view would provide her with as much enjoyment as the action itself would for the both of them. Meanwhile, her hand came to rest very comfortably against Carm's stomach, simply lingering there.
Soon joined by Yang's. Both began to brush against the soft skin of her belly, enough to send tingles down her spine. But their deepened kiss caused more heat to grow below. Deciding it best for her own good, Carm reached downward to toss her underwear off and aside. It was useless now anyway, thanks to Blake's claws.
Able to very clearly feel the action, Blake smirked as she reached down to brush her fingers over Carm's short hairs, only to find...
"Ooh," she breathed as she drew her lips away from Yang's. "Somebody believes in keeping things trimmed. What is that, a heart?"
It was a rather silly habit Carmine had gotten into, keeping herself trimmed to a heart shape. Truth be told, it was intended for such events, in case she ever got lucky one night. Seemed it paid off. "Y-yeah... It's dumb, isn't it?"
"No... Actually it's kinda cute." Yang looked down toward where Blake's fingers were caressing, her own staying around Carm's breasts instead. It was clear to her that Blake wanted to be the one to take Carm. And why deny her that privilege?
"I agree," Blake began experimentally, still brushing back and forth over it very slightly. "Let me get... a closer look."
Then she broke away from the two of them, scooting down the bed as her lips grazed over Carm's stomach until her face was hovering just over Carm's center, eyes glinting up at both of them mischievously. Would either one object?
"Wha?! A-are you going to-?!" she began. Yes, the three had agreed to do these things together tonight, but to this extent? She couldn't help but ask. "You're okay with that? Completely? I d-don't want to-"
"Chillax..." Yang reassured her, giving her a taste of her own medicine as she scratched her scalp gently, right where, if she were to have ears, the most sensitive area would be. "Blake wouldn't offer if I wasn't fine with it. And besides... She wants to."
"Exactly." Still waiting for Carmine to give her the go-ahead, Blake began to kiss her inner thigh, hands sliding up and down over her hips. That scent was driving her wild, she hadn't been able to get it out of her mind since she first caught it. She wanted to show she could give as good as she got.
"...Ok-okay, fine." She laid back against the pillows, eyes slowly closing as she accepted what was to come. "Take me."
And Yang looked down to Blake from Carm's side, waiting for her to begin before she joined in. No further reason to hesitate.
Blake's mouth trailed up and pressed gently against Carm's beautiful little lips. The flavour was incredible; Carm really was sweet through and through. Her tongue unfurled and swiped up from bottom to top in one fluid motion, relishing the soft and gorgeous sensation of her new friend.
And as the moans poured forth from the redhead's lips, the blonde also got to work, planting kiss after kiss upon her bare breasts. First focusing on one... then the other... constantly moving back and forth between them to stimulate her as much as she could.
Combined with Blake's actions, it was intense. "God... Yes!"
"Mmmm," the Faunus hummed against the inviting sex, fingertips rolling up and along either side, teasing the springy skin. She wanted to do more, but in the moment it was more than enough that she simply drink in Carm's deliciousness, tease her, bring her gently toward more arousal.
"Ah! God! Oh Yang... Blake... Why are you two so good at this?!" she called out, her legs quivering lightly by Blake's very face. It was beyond her control. As was the odd twitching when Yang began to lip the pretty peaks at the top of each breast. Seemed for her, those were very sensitive.
"What's going on up there?" Blake panted as she lifted her head slightly, fingers taking over in her brief absence. "Felt Carm shiver for a moment."
"I think I just found a little spot of hers," Yang teased, flicking her tongue over one of her nipples again, which encouraged another shudder from her.
"A-ah! Yes!" she begged, thrusting her chest forward on instinct. "M-more!"
Chuckling, Blake leaned down to flick her tongue over Carm's sensitive nub. "Do I need to abandon down here and come up there? If that's where all the fun is happening..."
"OH!" she called out, attempting to twist her body to try and contain her pleasure. But with Yang licking a nipple and Blake touching and licking her clit, that was impossible! Already she was beginning to sweat, and run short of breath. "D-don't stop, please don't stop..."
Had she just said "don't stop"? Blake was surprised that Carm was this ready to be stimulated. Again, she lowered her face and began to lap at the sensitive flesh, now ending every lick with a light flick across the nub. Two fingers gently drew the skin apart to better reach all of her lover, to taste more.
But she didn't have just one lover. And that was when she had an idea. Maybe she couldn't quite pull it off, but it seemed worth it for her to try. As she continued to caress Carm's wetness with her mouth, the hand not holding her open began to trail upward between another pair of thighs until it arrived at a small thatch of blonde hairs.
"Hnn!" Yang couldn't help but call out against the nipple below, leaning upward to try and get a better look at what Blake was doing. How on earth was she managing to do that?!
But as Carm was all the more stimulated, she grasped the sheets tightly in her throws of passion, unable to help but curl her toes in joy.
A small smile grew across Blake's features at both of their actions. Apparently, she was better at this than she thought was possible; two women were being pleasured at once by her! How could she have ever believed this was beyond her ability? Flexing her fingers, she was eventually able to push them into Yang more fully, coming into contact with wetness.
"OH! O-OH! YES!" Carmine called out again as Blake's tongue flicked against her sensitive nub. As she was spread, she felt the air hitting her wetness as well, and feeling Blake's breath. All sent tingle after tingle through her nerves.
Yang wasn't faring well, either. As Blake pushed her fingers inside her wetness she growled loudly against the bare breast, one hand heading right down to grasp the raven hair below. Partially to get back at her for pulling her own, and partially to show what she was doing to her.
"Nh!" Blake growled against Carm's sex as her roots were tugged upon. What was Yang playing at? She probably deserved this for what she did earlier, but she wasn't the one with a Semblance that could be activated through such means. Deciding that would not stand, the Faunus then pushed a finger all the way into Yang in one go; she was definitely ready for such an entry, if not for more.
"AH!" Yang found herself finally moaning out, unable to suppress herself any longer. Perhaps tugging on her hair really wasn't a good idea after all. But how else could she show her girlfriend she was enjoying what was happening? Maybe curling her own toes again would help, or even attempting to close her legs against the hand between them.
Glad to hear the very clear reaction that could not be interpreted in more than one way, Blake began to slide gently in and out of Yang as she wrapped her lips gently around Carm's swollen clit, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across it as she suckled. Even her own sex was beginning to feel as ready as the other two were. Again, this soon after?!
But when she felt Yang's toes curling against her thigh, she knew she was not imagining her own second arousal. That felt all too wonderful. Was the blonde bombshell gradually turning her into some kind of nymphomaniac?
"Blake! Yang! I'm so c-c-close!" Carmine called out, grasping the sheets even tighter as she felt her legs twitching back and forth under Blake's attentions. All she wanted to do was close her legs against Blake's head to keep her there forever! She didn't want this to end!
Neither did Yang, as she continued to endure the constant pleasure her girlfriend was giving her. Oh if only she could take her lips and kiss her deeply as her climax passed through her! But that time could come later. Perhaps next time they did this one to one, they'd embrace in such a manner.
Hearing Carm's declaration only made Blake's heat rise more. How could she ask either of them to finish her off again – especially since they were about to be finished themselves? She wanted to slide up over them and shove her hips down against Carm's precious little face and grind until the fever broke, but she in no way wanted to abandon them before they had been repaid for their earlier attention to her own needs.
Maybe it was that Yang and Carm had stopped touching her clit. That was one possible explanation; that without her orgasm being tied to that specific type of stimulation, it was a lot easier for her body to want another one. She'd have to ponder that later. For now...
"What else do you want?" she breathed against Carm between licks as she withdrew from Yang, teasing all over her outer lips and clit. "Tell me, tell me whatever you want and it's yours, Carm!"
"J-just... Everything! Give me it all!" she called out, unable to help but push her hips against the tongue that was constantly teasing her.
"Everything, huh? Well then... I think we'd better show her Bumblebee!" When the finger withdrew from her, Yang leant forward, grasping one of her breasts firmly as she began to lick the other, even nipping at her nipples this time. If Blake wasn't going to finish her yet, she would make sure to team up with her to finish their lover.
At the word "Bumblebee", Blake couldn't help but smile as she redoubled her efforts with her flailing tongue, flicking it from side to side as she licked upward along Carm's swollen flesh. The girl was so ready, and Blake was ready to take her beyond her threshold.
However, she also wasn't done with Yang. An instant later, she thrust two fingers deep inside of her, curling them up and in to find her most vulnerable spot, thumb straining up to rest against her clit as she punished Yang's sex the same way she had punished her own. This truly was a night of payback.
"OOOOHHH!"
Both of them called out in unison. Blake had managed to push them over the edge at the same time! Carm was reduced to a quivering mess underneath Blake and Yang's endeavours, unable to help as she curled her toes against Blake's back. Yang found her own legs closing to trap the hand there, calling out loudly against Carm's bare breast as white hot pleasure coursed through her veins. Blake really was a force to be reckoned with.
Heart pounding in her throat again with the sound of orgasms ringing in all four of her ears, Blake gradually began to move her fingers less, to lick more slowly at Carmine's quivering flesh. She had done it. She had made two women climax at the same time – and quite hard, if their noise levels were any indication! That shouldn't be possible, should it?
But it was. The reluctant student had become the master. Yang had completely turned her into a sexual being.
"I..." she breathed, pulling away with her lips and chin coated with juices. "I don't know what got into me. Are you guys... were you okay with what just happened?"
"Okay?!" an exhausted redhead asked, forcing herself to finally sit up right to look at the Faunus below her. She couldn't move the huge grin off her face. "That was... Was the best I've had. It was incredible!"
Yang too was out of breath, finally drawing herself off the chest of their friend, only to then lay back on the bed to catch her breath. She was unable to speak as of yet.
"Okay, then that's grehEEYY!"
Yang's movement had an unforeseen consequence. Her foot had been trapped under Blake's thigh before, and when she rolled slightly it wound up with her shin pressing right up against her sex. Both of her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to pretend that didn't just happen. Moaning just because someone's leg went into her private area was a new low.
Tilting her head Carm was able to hear the Faunus moaning out again. What had caused that? But then she saw the leg... "Hmm... Yang, I don't think your girlfriend is done yet."
Forcing herself to look up, Yang too eyed up her girlfriend. She wasn't done at all yet. "Seems you're right. Maybe you are in heat, huh Blakey?"
"No, don't look at me!" Blake lamented in a small voice, trying to pull herself back and away – but then Yang's toes brushed her sex and she cried out even louder. "AnnhhhHH!" she groaned against Carm's thigh. The tiny, soft digits had felt better than she cared to admit. Would the humiliation never end?
It only took a glance between the girls for them to come up with a plan. A plan to satisfy Blake once again.
"Hey... Why don't we try her on all fours?" The bruiser asked, wriggling her toes playfully under her sex.
More groans floated out of Blake at Yang's torturous action. It felt just as good as fingers did, and she couldn't help but grind her hips down against the precocious foot. Maybe she really was in heat; otherwise, she couldn't imagine taking pleasure in something like this.
"Nah... I think she's had enough of being the pet for today..." Carm then crawled down to Blake's side. But she didn't stop there. She instead crawled over her back to keep her pinned to the bed, parting her legs far enough so that she would be able to feel the warm wetness against her back. "This time, she deserves to be treated like a queen."
"H-huh?!" Blake was confused. They had been talking about pulling her up to all fours, and now Carm was sitting on her back. Was she asking to ride her?! Then again, she hadn't said anything of that nature yet. What was she up to?
Of course, it was difficult for the Faunus to think with her sex being stimulated by constantly-wiggling appendages, and slickness being added to her back. Yang wasn't stopping. Neither of her two lovers were behaving in a way she expected.
"Is that what you'd like? Hmm?" And with that last comment, the palms of Carm's hands pressed into her shoulder blades, applying firm pressure into them as she moved her hands back and forth, loosening up the tense muscles she could feel beneath them.
Yang's toe certainly wasn't stopping; all it was doing was getting worse, moving back and forth to grind against her sex. This was oddly amusing to watch.
"Oh, I don't- o-OHHHHhh..."
It was instantaneous: Blake no longer cared that Yang was fondling her sex with her toes. Or truly, she did still consider it to be bizarre and unconventional, but it felt so good and Carm's massage was so phenomenal that it was hard to feel terribly irate about it. Ripples of warmth radiated out from her shoulders, and she felt as if she was sinking down into the bed.
"Yeah... You like that huh?" Carm asked, continuing to push against the ever unwinding muscles of her shoulders. Applying yet more pressure into the shoulder blades and then down her back. As best she could, she attempted to push her hips back and forth as she sat on Blake's back, trying to grind in unison with Yang's movement of her toes.
Moaning again, Blake shifted just enough so that her face was pressing into Yang's thigh as she felt Carm beginning to thrust against her back. This was very... she wasn't sure what to call it. Unusual, of course, but did she like it? Yes. Should she? Probably not, but the punishing fingertips loosening all of her muscles were hard to argue with.
"Yang," she panted weakly, rolling her shoulders very slightly. "Your f-foot is... how can you... why is it so good?"
"I think someone's just too horny to say anything against it... Just enjoy the ride." And with that, she tried to move her toes against her sex even faster, matching up with Carm's gentle movements on her back. All the while, Carm paid attention all over her, pressing into her shoulders, her spine, then up by her neck. It seemed she was excellent at this line of work! Perhaps a new found talent.
"Is this whahahHAAAAH!" Gulping, the poor, tortured Faunus tried again. "Is this what they... call, 'a massage with a happy ending'?" When Carm reached her neck, she went even more limp, completely at the whim of her two lovers as they saw to her desires from either side. The warmth of a wet, well-cared-for sex upon her backside, the teasing toes inside of her, hands clamped onto her neck... she felt trapped, but never so glad to be trapped in all her life.
"Sure is. And I think this is gonna be a really happy ending..."
And with that comment, Yang curled a couple of her toes, only to give her enough of an angle to do something she never expected to be doing. That was brushing her big toe right against her clit. Performing small circles, she could see how the girl was becoming undone under the skilled hands of their friend, and brisk movements of her toe. This was amazing to watch.
Another, sharper moan burst from Blake as she clutched at the sheets with both hands, her own toes splaying in response to the actions of others. It had been teasing up until now, but it suddenly seemed very apparent that Yang meant to bring her all the way to orgasm – with just one of her feet! Her cat-ears flicked in irritation – not with the feelings, but with her inability to understand what was happening to her. So much was happening tonight, new things and kinky things, and she had a feeling she'd be spending the next weeks trying to sort through everything in her mind.
The flickering of ears came with an unfortunate consequence. It drove Carm wild. Not with sexual desire, but a more innocent one. That innocent play, however, could certainly ramp up Blake's arousal if she gave into it.
So she did. Once the hands returned to her shoulders, she leant right forward, unable to help but slightly nip at the ever twitching ears, managing to keep one in place. She really was being trapped as Yang kept teasing her!
"AH!" Blake yelped. "Wh-wha... Carm, what was that?!" The ruddy blush that was already filling her cheeks seemed to deepen by three or four shades. How was she supposed to survive this encounter?!
"Mphh mphh!" She could only make noises as she kept her grip on one of the ears, keeping it subdued between her lips. Teeth would be too harsh for such an encounter, especially if she was trying to loosen her muscles below.
And Yang would assist further. Taking another step forward, she began to trail her toe over the entire length of her sex. And as best she could when she found the entrance, tried to dip her toe inside. The idea would have disgusted her a week ago, but now was an entirely different story.
Breath caught and tears began to form when Blake felt the toe entering herself. Did Yang feel that lowly about her, that she felt okay about putting her foot inside her body? Surely that wasn't it. She just had never contemplated doing this sort of thing before; rationally, it really was no worse than using hands, or tongues, or... other parts of the body that Yang did not currently own. Still...
The taboo of it was bringing quite a lot more heat to her sex than she anticipated. A second orgasm would take very little time indeed if things kept up this way, with Carmine also on top of her teasing her neck muscles, biting at her ears – her fur-covered, Faunus ears. Clearly they were nothing but pure temptation to the redhead. Never mind that her slickness was being spread all over her lower back with every movement!
It seemed everyone in the room was acting on temptation. Pure temptation and lust. The toe pushing in and out of her, the lips clamping down on her ears, the hands ever loosening the muscles below. All these actions were with one intention, to push Blake over the edge a second time.
So to help along, Carm took one rather strange risk. She began to lick the skin of the ear that was in her mouth, trailing her tongue up and down it.
That was perhaps the oddest sensation Blake had ever experienced – which meant quite a lot with a toe currently in a place like that. Beyond feeling ashamed any longer, she widened her thighs and began to grind her clit against the top of Yang's foot with every push up into herself, muscles quivering both there and under Carm's hands. She wasn't going to last much longer at this rate.
"Yang, Carm, you... it's g-going t-to...!"
"Give into it, Blake..." Yang said lowly, keeping her movements steady inside of her and against her clit now. It was indeed the oddest thing she had ever done with a lover, and she'd been with many choosy guys in the past! But seeing her lover continue to get wound up only made her hunger for more. She needed her to finish again.
"Scream for me..."
What Yang might not have been aware of was how close her highly-aromatic sex was in the current moment. So close that Blake wanted to touch it again... but she didn't have the presence of mind to do so. Her thoughts were filled with the exploring digit inside of her, the relentless hands, lips and tongue of Carmine, hips and a dripping sex against her backside forcing her down harder over and over... it was all too much.
"Nnhhh! You... NNNAAAHHHHH!"
The orgasm rolled over her without any relent as she screamed for her partner, hips slamming down onto the foot again and again until she could move no more. Finally, almost gratefully, she completely collapsed atop Yang's leg, panting and sweating as if she had been training for hours.
At last. The two had forced Blake into yet another orgasm. Only this time, she would need to recover for a lot longer. Drawing the toe out of her again, Yang pulled her foot back as she sat upright again. Watching as Carm released the ear that was in her lips, and reduced the once harsh movements of her hands to small, sensual ones.
"I think it's time we let her hit the hay, huh?"
Nodding, Blake could do nothing but feel the other two move. She had no energy left; all was gone. When Yang pulled away, she whimpered quietly, as if offended at her absence.
"You know your girlfriend better then I. I'll let you two get some sleep." Carm smiled, finally hopping off her back again and to one side. Her offer of sleeping on the sofa still stood, it seemed. And yet there was plenty of room on the bed if she wanted to sleep there also!
Still, Yang made it her duty to get Blake ready for bed, pulling what was left of her clothes off and tossing them down by her own. Then also pulling her back up the bed, to allow her head to rest against the plump, soft pillows.
A soft kiss was then placed on her cheek. "You sleep, I'm gonna take care of you."
Mostly she nodded and allowed herself to be undressed and tucked in. However, the bed smelled overwhelmingly like all three of them. It just wasn't right for them to force the master of the apartment onto the second-rate accommodations.
"Carm... can she cuddle us?" Blake asked so softly that only Yang could hear. She didn't want to make it a public discussion when there might be very good reason for Yang to object.
"I dunno. Carm, can you?" Yang asked, tucking the blankets over the two of them, but leaving one side open to invite her into bed with them.
"Oh, are you sure?" the redhead asked with a nervous smile. "I know we just... Yeah. But are you sure that won't be too far?"
"After what we all just did together, you'll have to do way worse then that," Yang laughed, keeping the covers aside. Until at last the redhead wandered back over again, sitting herself on the edge of the bed and sliding in by Blake's side.
Sighing contentedly, Blake finally settled in between the two of them and began to drift. This felt right. She was happy to be exactly where she was and not at all "weirded out", as she expected to be. She felt like she would soon be questioning traditional relationships a lot more than she already had been because of Weiss and Ruby, but that could wait until the morning.
"So..." Yang looked toward Carm, stroking the soft skin of her girlfriend's back to help her drift away. "Don't suppose I can get your number, too?"
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She Wants The Dust