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She Wants The Dust
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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THIS CHAPTER: Freezerburn; attempted autofellatio, handjob, anal fingering, prostate massage, "say my name", fingering, cunnilingus, french kissing, cowgirl, light spanking, finishing inside.
By the time Weiss awoke the next morning, Ruby had already gone. There were lessons to attend, homework she was behind on. In fact, the only two in the room were Weiss, and her partner's older sister, Yang Xiao Long. The blonde was checking random social media sites on her scroll up until she got bored. Ten in the morning was definitely time that everyone else was also awake. Which, at this point, meant the heiress.
"Alright, Ice Queen. Up and at 'em!" She then placed one hand on her shoulder, and the other on her hip, shaking her gently to wake her up. "I know you got knocked on your ass by the accident, but you have to get up sometime!"
Or at least, she assumed that was her hip.
"Hmnh," came the dull reply from the slumbering heiress. At first, she had no memory of the previous day, nor did she fully realise where she was or who was trying to rouse her. Everything was under a thick blanket of fog. "Nnn?"
"It's ten already! I know you like beauty sleep, but this is a little much," she teased, continuing to shake her despite her protests. She had no idea that one of her hands was in fact on the newly formed organ Ruby was experimenting with.
"Mmmhhh." That moan sounded just a bit different from the first one. Arching her back slightly, Weiss pressed her hips upward into the firm hand of her teammate, feeling her rock-hard arousal grind against her through the layers of fabric.
Rock-hard arousal? Since when did she have one of those?!
Eyes snapping open, she gazed upward to see who was touching her in such a way while she slept. "Wh-wha?"
When Yang saw the heiress's legs move, she then realised that wasn't a hip after all — and immediately her hand drew away when she realised how inappropriate that was. "Whooops! Didn't mean to grope you there, I just thought that..."
The cogs began to turn then as she thought to herself. Weiss shouldn't have anything TO grope. At least not down there. And it certainly wouldn't be as hard as she felt. Her curiosity got the better of her as she threw the covers off of her, only to see a rather large bulge in her underwear. It was the worst possible way for her to be reminded that there were drastic side effects to the lab mishap: Yang not only shaking her morning wood, but deciding she needed to get a closer look.
"WHOA! Ice queen, I had no idea you were, uh... packing down there!"
"Wh-what do you think you're doing?!" Weiss hissed, sparing a glance across at Blake's thankfully-empty bunk. "Have you n-no sense of decency?!"
"Hey, I didn't know! I thought you were just lying funny! Not that you're HUNG!" Although she found she couldn't draw her eyes away from what was between her legs. If anything, she was just amazed. "Dude, I don't think you realise; you're like... bigger then most of the guys I've seen!"
"I'm what?!" Glancing down at her underwear, she did indeed seem to have grown yet larger during the night. Would that be her curse until the effects wore off? "Oh, for the love of Dust..."
"Seriously, it's mega impressive! I wonder if Coco's seen any bigger..." That almost seemed like a suggestion, as if she was about to tell more people of the embarrassing dilemma.
"Wait, what are you impl- NO! Yang, you can't tell anybody about this, please, I don't want anyone else to know what happened!"
Then Weiss slammed her mouth shut. That had indirectly confessed that something "happened". Perhaps it wouldn't be so strange if she had gone all her life with having "male equipment", but the truth was far stranger.
"Wait wait wait wait, what 'happened'? You mean you didn't always have an anaconda down there? I gotta hear this." And so Yang took a seat by the heiress's side, scootching closer and closer to the girl as she looked at her intently.
The proximity of her teammate was making Weiss more and more self-conscious about her arousal. It was, indeed, an 'anaconda'; every time she glanced briefly down at it instead of looking at Yang's face, it seemed bigger than it was before. Yes, she understood that it probably was the same size as when she last woke up, but the mind plays tricks on a person when they're under extreme duress.
"It's... let's just say the accident in Dust lab had a, um, bigger side effect than anyone anticipated. I can't believe you're enjoying my misery!"
"Wait, hold up..." Yang appeared to be serious for a moment, looking deep into Weiss's eyes. With the most serious of expressions, she placed her hand on Weiss's shoulder, before asking. "You mean to tell me... Dust can make you grow a dick?"
"H-hey, unhand me, you smelly oaf!" Squirming, Weiss then confessed, "And apparently it can, though I still have no idea how it caused this reaction. Changing genders? I mean, I'm not even fully male, it's just my... my... this is completely unacceptable!"
At Weiss's initial reaction, she could only laugh, releasing her friend's shoulder as she leant back in her chair again. "Yeah, one part of you is male, alright. And from the looks of things..." Taking a risk, she reached forward and poked the 'anaconda' herself, able to feel that already it was rock solid and at full length. "You're pretty randy, too."
Face flushing with heat, the heiress reached down to cover her shame as she glared at the blonde interloper. Unfortunately, her own hands pressing down onto it were doing nothing to lessen its size, so she immediately removed them and hissed, "Could you maybe be a human being for half a second and hand me clothes, or a sheet or something?"
"You're gonna need a sheet of lead to cover that up. Just go for a whizz or jerk off, usually solves it." Though not one to completely disregard the heiress's wishes, she walked over to her wardrobe, opening it up to pick her some clothing.
"Go for a- I can't go through the halls to the ladies' room with, with this! Everyone will be able to tell!" While Yang's back was turned, she pulled it free of her panties, marvelling at the size. Projecting from the growth between yesterday and that morning, it would be a foot long in a day or two. "Good God, you can probably see it from the top of the CCC!"
"Dude, I wouldn't go that far..." Holding up both her Snow Pea outfit in one hand, and her uniform in the other, she called back. "If you don't feel comfortable going to the bathroom, just crank one out; I can leave if you want."
"Huh?" Weiss said distantly as she turned it this way and that, sitting up so she could bend down over it for a better look. "I... well, whatever you think is best." The head was so rosy and red when it was flushed with blood this way. True, she had seen a diagram of one in her sex education book, but this was her first look at one up close and personal - and it was attached to her body! If not for her gymnastic flexibility, she likely wouldn't be able to get quite so close.
"Well, you ain't got lessons since the nurse signed you out..." Putting her uniform back, she turned back around. "So I got you thi- WHOA, JESUS!"
Despite staring at it through clothing, she had no idea she would actually be looking at it herself when she turned back around. Or that the heiress was going to be leaning to look at it so closely. "Christ, Weiss! Do you not know how to get yourself off?!"
"EEEK!" Weiss screamed upon noticing that Yang had turned around, drawing her knees up in front of her front. "H-HOW DARE YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M LOOKING AT ME!"
"It's not like you gave me a choice!" Throwing Snow Pea in her general direction, she turned back around to avert her eyes. "Christ, at this rate we'd be faster if I just got you off. Wouldn't even take long."
"Oh, I'm so sure! Bet you'd love that!" Weiss grumbled as she lowered her thighs just enough so that she could see the throbbing length herself without Yang glimpsing it, as well. How had Ruby finished her off in the end? That's right, with her mouth. Curling as tightly as she could, she felt its tip brush her lips, but it was just out of reach. "Mmhh, damn!"
The other girl raised an eyebrow, snorting with ill-suppressed laughter. "Y'know what? I'm just gonna let you be for a li'l while, mkay? I can see you have... business."
Yang's words didn't even register. Edging backward a bit, Weiss scrunched her body in on itself, reaching down to grasp her hind end as her ankles raised up and rested just behind her head. In that position, she was just able to flick her tongue out and slide its tip across the opening on the head. The salty taste was not altogether unpleasant... however, taking it in to the hilt the way Ruby had done would be impossible, since she was not a contortionist.
Taking a quick peek around, the blonde witnessed what Weiss was trying to do first hand. And even though it would be... interesting to see her finish in this way, she knew it couldn't be comfortable.
"Alright, alright. You can stop dislocating yourself now. You don't know how to do this, do you?"
At the word "dislocating", Weiss finally seemed to realise what a compromising position she had put herself in. And while Yang was still in the room! Sure, her body had been changed by the incident, but what was wrong with her mind?
"Th-this isn't what it looks like!" Weiss breathed, still with her legs over her own head and the head of her member wafting pungent arousal into her nose.
"Suuuuure it isn't. Cause from where I'm standing, it looks like you're trying some auto-fellatio there." It didn't even matter to her anymore that Weiss was in such an odd position, or that her member was out on display. Wandering back over to the the heiress's bed, she took the seat again. "Look, do you want me to show you how to get off?"
Slowly lowering her legs, Weiss muttered, "Not that I'm sure what you're talking about, OR that I'm set on doing what you might suggest, but... what do you suggest?"
"That you stop pretending and just admit you have no idea how to make it go down." She smirked, folding her arms smugly across her chest.
"I'm sure I could figure it out! How dare you be so cavalier about this when... when I'm going through such a terrible ordeal! I'm a victim!"
"Then stop making out I'm attacking you and let me help you out!" she persisted. She wasn't going to give in, not until the heiress confessed that she was in need of her friend's aid.
Voice raising to a shout, Weiss rounded on her and snapped, "FINE! I need help, obviously! I don't know why it's soooo important to you that I say as much, but there, I said it! It's out in the open! I'm growing new parts of anatomy and I don't know what to do!"
A smug shrug of her shoulders. "Just wanted to hear you admit it." But before she could back out, Yang got up and hopped into the bed with her, shuffling up by her side to get a better look.
"Yes, you were on the right track, but if it's just you doing it to yourself, not a good idea. I've heard stories of people breaking ribs trying."
"Really? I, um, did not know that." Most of Weiss's attention was now on not overreacting to Yang sitting so close to her while she was in this state. Bad enough when it had been sweet and gentle Ruby, but her elder sister was far more worldly-wise and likely to take liberties. "Do you... I mean, is there any other method you recommend?"
"What other thing can you wrap around it?" She had expected Weiss to guess what she meant. But there was no response, and a rather blank looking stare, so she tutted and answered that question herself. "Your hand, Weiss. You use your hand."
"Well, yes," Weiss sighed with a roll of her eyes. "It just... didn't seem to be enough last time, and then when Ruby used her mouth it worked, so I don't-"
It was then that Weiss realised her mistake. Perhaps Yang had inferred that Ruby helped her before, but either way, the cat was out of the bag now.
Right away, Yang's violet eyes widened. Her sister had touched her... had her in her mouth. For anyone to hear of their younger sibling doing such things with another, it would surely make them angry - and maybe it did, under the surface. But for Yang, it also sparked an evil idea.
"Oh she did, did she? Well, I prefer methods that aren't as... gentle."
Weiss seemed to miraculously shrink in upon herself - all but her inexplicably-huge erection, of course. "N-now just you wait one minute, Xiao Long! It wasn't my idea, I didn't- she volunteered!" But Yang was looming ever closer, and she decided it might be more prudent to stop talking.
"Oh, she did? Well, allow me to volunteer, also." As she closed in on her, she looked down to the rather large organ between Weiss's legs, before just poking it once again. When a panicked whimper shot out of the heiress's throat, she sighed. "I'll only do it if you want to, but all I'm saying is, you'll probably want to learn how to take care of it, hmm?"
Nostrils flaring, Weiss nodded, still quite wary. Yang seemed to be holding her best interests at heart, and either way, it needed to be fixed.
"It's all gentle movements at first. Start it this way..."
Her hand slowly wrapped around the shaft, just near the base of it. Not too tight, but enough for her to feel the pressure against it when she moved it up and down. At first, Weiss had to fight the urge to slap Yang's hand away. Then, after a few moments, she began to relax into it. Whereas all Ruby had going for her was a willingness to please, Yang clearly had ample experience.
"That's... acceptable," she grated out as she attempted to control her reactions. "Your sister did mention you're more adept at this sort of thing."
"She called me a slut, huh?" Yang joked, but as her movements quickened that little bit more, she agreed. "Yeah, I've had my fair share of guys to figure out how this works. It's all about persistence..." She found she was then looking up, spying to the heiress's reactions.
Weiss's eyes fell closed as she leaned back slightly more, trying to force her body to relax. Clearly this was something she desperately needed. Again. Her heart was pounding out of her chest as the sensation of other skin on her most vulnerable flesh drove her wild.
"And are you... willing to persist?"
"I am. If you think you can handle me." As she applied more pressure to the underside while pumping the shaft, her other hand began to rub against the insides of her legs. All of the techniques she was doing in this run were things that could be repeated by the heiress if she did need to do this alone, and Yang made sure of that. It was rather difficult to resist using her mouth like Ruby apparently had.
"Hey, I can handle... anyth- anything you dish out!" Weiss tried to protest strongly, but the desire in her voice was giving her away. Biting down on her bottom lip to prevent herself from speaking further, she raised both legs up and rested her feet on Yang's shoulders as the thuggish teammate went to work, one hand playing over her sensitive thighs while the other brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
However, already Weiss was beginning to suspect something: it wasn't going to happen as easily as it had the time before. In fact, though the pleasure was equally strong, it felt dulled slightly. Why on earth could that be? Was it because she had already done it the night previous?
"Now as well as persistence... You gotta have variety. I'll bet this isn't something Ruby tried..."
The hand wandering around the insides of her legs was bought away, in order for her to put her forefinger in her mouth. For a while, she was coating it with her own saliva, attempting to get it as wet as possible. When Weiss looked confused, she bought her hand back down toward the insides of her thighs again, but further. At first, she thought she was headed for the soft sack, but she kept going. Lower.
"What are you trying to- wait, Yang..." Both of her eyebrows knitted as she began to suspect where the finger was headed. Her intention was made clear. "Hold on! Are you trying to put that where I think you are?!"
"Trust me, it'll drive you wild." When there was no physical protest from her, she continued to venture forward, resting the wet finger against the small ring of tight muscle. Performing slow circles to better loosen the area first.
"A-AHH!" she burst out, feeling everything throb from the brief contact. Their situation was insane! That shouldn't feel good, it should make her want to kick Yang directly off the bed... so why was it bringing her closer to finishing for the second time in her life?
"And best part is, you can do this yourself, as well," Yang chuckled, watching her adorable reactions.
"I w-would never!" Weiss gasped, squirming slightly away from the contact. Was this really something people did? She had never, ever heard of such a thing before. As far as she had been concerned up until that moment, that orifice served one purpose and one purpose only. Now, however...
"Yang... have you... on yourself? This bizarre thing?"
"Well yeah, sometimes. But guys seem to absolutely love it - and you're kind of a guy right now, in a way. So, you ready?" The movements of both her hands paused a moment so she could think.
"Ready for wh- are you going further with this? Can you go further with it?!" It honestly had never occurred to Weiss that things could travel through that opening in that direction.
"You wanna find out or not?"
"I... do you want to?" As much as she had been trying to ignore the sensation, it didn't feel at all unpleasant. Intense and unexpected, certainly, but somewhat exciting as well. "Do you want to be doing any of this? Why are you doing this?"
The hand on her shaft slowly began to move again as she smirked. "Call this crazy, silly or whatever you want, but... I actually like seeing you this pleasured. Plus, I was bored before I found out I have a new toy."
And with that, the finger started to press into the ever-loosening muscle, managing to make its way slowly inside her. At first, she only let a finger tip slide in, continuing to wriggle it around to loosen it further.
Pleasure shot up into Weiss's stomach at the invasion. Of course it felt fantastic; everything did when she was so aroused she could barely see straight. Widening her thighs to further permit Yang to work her dark magic, she began to pant, feeling her arousal throb more due to the alternate stimulation.
"Hmm, seems I can get the Ice Queen to just melt into my hands." She smirked, edging her finger deeper inside once the muscle had loosened enough. The hand on her shaft began to work just as hard again, applying pressure to the underside, and right by the base. Gazing at Weiss's writhing, hearing those heated moans of pleasure, she too felt more and more excited.
"Mmmmhh! More!" Shifting downward, Weiss tried to force the finger deeper inside. Even though it was driving her out of her mind to feel such a deep, tingle-inducing heat in that area of her body, a part of her suddenly could not get enough of it, craved the stimulus. "Do whatever you want, Xiao Long, take your vile pleasure in this, just... just make it feel better!"
"Roger that!" Even though she was pushed even deeper into the heiress's rear entrance, she began to pull herself back out, only to push in again. And then the same, again and again.
That added with the pumping of her shaft was all she felt was needed to undo the heiress in her hands, finding herself looking up to her and smirking when she listened to her heated moans.
Drenched in sweat and rocking her hips slightly, Weiss became aware of something. Every two or three times Yang forced her finger as deep as she could get it, there was some sort of presence she became aware of. Something soft that reacted quite strongly.
"Yang? Wh... what is that?"
"That, is what guys go mad over." Truth be told, she never expected Weiss to have this particular part; not when the entire organ was created by a Dust reaction. Upon holding her finger in as deep as she possibly could, she tried to move it back and forth against the strange presence, desperate for see if her reaction was the same as men she had previously been with.
"Ohhhhhh." It was an oddly deeper sound from the heiress as she shifted experimentally against the probing finger. "What have you... discovered? It's so g-good, it- not the same kind of good, but something unique, I..." Closing her eyes, she simply let the feeling roll over her for a moment. Where had this been all her life? Was it something she had before the accident, or did it come part and parcel with the appendage?
"Can't say I know what it's like, considering we girls don't usually have one. But just enjoy it." That answered that for the heiress. As she stroked the delicate part inside her, she sped up her movements on the shaft, returning to her original goal once more. Having to do both was getting tiring, but as she watched the Ice Queen herself writhe in pleasure beneath her, she knew it was worth it. "Come on..."
The moment Yang began to stroke her shaft anew, she was surprised by something she had not been expecting: it had gone slightly softer. Not anywhere near as soft as it had become after Ruby sated her hunger, but enough so that it was noticeable. Though the pleasure was still overwhelming her. What was that about?
Yet the moment Yang reinitiated her pumping of the shaft, it grew back to full length and the enjoyment doubled - perhaps tripled. "OHHHH!" she squealed, toes digging into Yang's jacket as she writhed like a demon. "Oh, Yang, it- MMMHHH! YES! YES, THAT'S IT!"
The blonde continued to push her new-found partner closer and closer to her climax with the pumping of her hand, and the finger stroking the soft point inside her. With Weiss's legs pinning her in place, there was little else she could do, apart from blush as her name was called in such a manner. It felt wonderful.
"Y-yeah... Say my name!"
"Wh-what? Yang? What purpose would that-" Another wave of pleasure rolled over her and prevented any further coherent speaking, and granted the blonde's wish. "YANG! Yang, yes, do that! Make me feel more!"
"More?" she asked, attempting to push her finger even deeper into her orifice with the command, managing to align the stroking of the strange organ with the tight, fast pumping. At Yang's persistence, the gland began to throb and tighten, and the same could be said for her hardness. Everything was coming to a head - literally.
"Yang, I'm... I'm going to- it's hhhHAPPENING AGAIN!"
"That's it!" This time, she focused more on pressure and speed on the shaft than on the gland behind, leaving one last thrust to hopefully push her over the edge. But what could she do about the mess?
With quick thinking, she aimed the shaft toward the sheets of her bed. At least those could be washed with ease.
"OOOWWW!" Weiss bellowed at feeling her shaft being bent to one side. Not that it truly hurt, but the discomfort caught her off guard and her pleasure-soaked mind couldn't come up with anything else to say. Her legs tried to follow, and therefore Yang was jerked to one side as she climaxed. Most of the thick seed landed on the sheets, but some of it actually shot past them and onto the floor.
Slowly, Weiss began to reclaim her ability to breathe, but the finger still in her rear end was sending ripples of pleasure into her body. Even after her orgasm, she was enjoying that immensely.
"Where did you learn about... about going back there?" Weiss moaned weakly. "Did your other suitors request this?"
"Jesus, that about cramped me up..." Coaxing the seed from Weiss had taken a lot out of her, as well - especially from her hand. Gradually, she drew the finger out from her also, giving it the odd stroke before taking it out of her completely, watching Weiss shiver in response to the exit. When she finally looked up to the heiress's pleasure filled face however, she smiled. "Yeah. I was unsure you'd dig it at first, but like I said, it drove them insane."
"You..." Head weaving back and forth, Weiss finally managed to scrape a few words together and whispered, "Is there anything I can do in return? Do you... I mean, what is the protocol for reciprocating?"
"What, you mean like getting me off?" It was the best way to return said favour. Although the blonde was at first joking, she began to think about that more and more. She was in the mood for such an act, especially after seeing Weiss in such an erotic state. Not only that, but it was the woman herself she rather liked, if she were honest with herself.
"If that's what one refers to this activity as, then... yes." Last night, Weiss had been a hundred per cent exhausted by having that particular organ sated. Now, however, she had a full night's rest under her belt. "How... I mean, where do we begin? Sorry, I'm not really familiar with any of this at all..."
"You've... Never gotten yourself off? Before all this happened?" The blonde knew how reserved the heiress was, but she had no idea of how reserved. Something like that felt normal to her.
Scoffing, Weiss folded both arms and snapped, "Of course I haven't! What sort of degenerate do you take me for? It's... there has been no need before now, I didn't have one of these, these things!"
"Dude, not even to relax? I mean, it's a great way to do it, free, feels really good, healthy for you - what's not to love about it?" she further explained, finally moving Weiss's legs off her shoulders to set her down properly.
"Sorry, I guess... I'm just not like you in that way." Once her legs were laying comfortably on the bed, Weiss's hand reached over to graze the side of Yang's shorts. "Do... I take it that you do this on occasion, then? F-fondle yourself?"
"On occasion? I practically do it daily." Feeling the hand against her shorts sparked even more heat to her cheeks. Weiss really was ready to return the favour! "...But what about Ruby? Didn't you say she did this as well? Aren't you, uh... 'with' her?"
"No," Weiss said honestly. "We simply had... an encounter. Which is what this is, correct? And... I didn't do anything for Ruby. To be honest, I hadn't thought much about what it meant until now... am I a bad person for letting her assist me and not offering anything back? Why didn't I do that?!"
"Hey hey, calm down. Rubes isn't exactly... a taker. She told me herself, with presents and stuff she prefers to give than to receive. She probably just enjoyed doing the act and helping you out."
"Right, yes," Weiss murmured, running her finger under the waistband. The fact that she was being so forward with Yang now seemed almost irrelevant, given what Yang had just done to her most forbidden of orifices. "Wait... she prefers to give? Does that mean she's done... this before?"
"Well, no. Least I hope not. We talked about this stuff and whenever I've mentioned crushes she said she was never interested." However, her cheeks flushed red again when Weiss was beginning to work her shorts downward. She hadn't even given permission for her to do that yet! "A-Are you sure about this? You don't have to."
"Of course I am. After where your hands have been, how fair would it be for me to do anything else?" But now that she could see a generous section of Yang's bare hip, she was beginning to feel doubt. This would be the first person she had ever seen nude outside of her own family members on rare occasion. Was that indeed what she wanted, here and now? And with Yang?
Not one to allow others to have the upper hand, she aided Weiss in removing her shorts and underwear. Keeping to her own slow and gradual pace, at first all she would see was the small dust of hair in the center of her legs, and then the very goal Weiss would be pleasing.
The heiress wasn't sure how to feel about this. All of her life up until now, she had been anticipating touching an erection with her first - or perhaps only - partner. Now, she was the one with the male organ expected to pleasure someone else's vagina. It was bizarre.
"Okay, so... you'll have to walk me through this part, too, as I'm sure you've guessed." Weiss's hands rested gently against Yang's bare hips as she drew slightly closer.
"S-Sure... okay." Laying back against the pillows, she looked up to her rather nervous partner. To aid in her exploration even further, she parted her legs once her underwear was gone. Already, thanks to the activities they had done together, the lips of her sex were wet and warm, begging for release.
The sickly-sweet smell rolled over Weiss as she eased her face closer to the goal. This was what a woman in heat looked like. How appropriate that it should be Yang, the one who burns. Her fingers twitched closer to it, then drew back in hesitation.
"May I?"
"Go nuts." She managed to smirk, parting her legs even further to invite her in.
"Very well. But no complaints when I do it wrong!" With no further excuse to delay, Weiss's fingers began to edge into the warmth.
"I'll walk you through iiit..." When fingers trailed into her wetness, she seemed to relax all the more into the bed, smiling contently. "Yeah... Like that. Just trail your finger up and down between there."
Obediently, Weiss tried to do as she was asked. "Like... this?"
Even though her actions began to feel good, it wasn't going as she had planned. She would need more aid. "Okay, um... try to go between, where it gets really wet. Then use that to stroke up and down. Near the top as well, the little bump? That feels really good."
"You mean the clitoris? I did study anatomy, you know." Instantly, Weiss regretted being snappish, but she was severely unaccustomed to being in a situation in which she was not the absolute authority. Biting her lip, she reached up and kneaded against the little nub, eyes flicking up to gauge Yang's reaction.
"Ohhhh! Yeah... that's it..." Half closing her eyes, she allowed the pleasure to sweep over her as she felt the thumb rub against one of the most sensitive parts of her body. And when it was met with the wetness she let out a sigh in contentment.
A stirring filled Weiss's stomach to hear Yang this way. There was a certain vulnerability in her moaning, but also an inexhaustible power that overrode even her usual confidence. Pursing her lips in concentration, she leaned closer still and began to stroke along the fragile ribbons of flesh with her fingertips, making sure to visit the clit quite often.
Another moan of pleasure followed as Yang found herself gripping the bed sheets, managing to avoid the mess that the heiress had made just minutes ago. Not that she would have minded getting her hand in it.
"You sure you haven't done this before?" She had to ask, closing her eyes fully to allow the pleasure to take over.
"Very sure!" Weiss squeaked, both in surprise at having been asked and in affront to the question. Then again, it wasn't as if she had any room to talk now. The scent of Yang's pungent arousal was overpowering, mingling with the natural sweat from her body. Before she could stop herself, her tongue was pressing against the seam between sex and leg, drawing in salty droplets.
"WHOA!" In surprise, she flinched her legs outward slightly, eyes snapping open as looked down to what the heiress was doing. Tasting her! Already she was willing to use her mouth to satisfy her needs. This was well beyond what she expected. "J-Jesus Weiss, I didn't think you'd be the type to want a sample!"
Weiss felt a butterfly fluttering in her stomach. "No no, I was j-just tasting your sweat!" Realising that didn't sound much better, she continued, "I, um... haven't decided if I'm ready to do that or not... and I don't know HOW to do it on you..."
"Aww... Was just getting used to that," she teased, though licking her lips to retain her composure once again. "I didn't mind... I can teach you how to do that, if you wanted? It's basically just... copy what you did with your fingers with your tongue."
"Well..." The sight of Yang's glistening lips was far too inviting, the aroma coming off them in waves too enticing. "Alright, I'll start doing things, and you tell me if any of it's wrong, or unpleasant."
Shifting forward slightly, Weiss placed her hands on the inner thighs of her teammate, pressing her tongue out and against the small nub at the top. That seemed like the least risky way to try things out in the short term.
"OH! Oh yyyeeeaaaahhh..." Sinking down once more her eyes closed again, leaving an elated grin on the brutish blonde's face. It was her turn this time to rest her legs in Weiss's shoulders so as to give her access. "I think- ah! Think you're ready to go in."
"I'm ready t- what? GO IN?!" Face draining of colour, Weiss pushed herself up to more properly look at the taller woman. "N-nobody said anything about us doing that sort of thing! What are you thinking?"
When Weiss pushed herself up it brought the taller woman back even further, forcing her to arch her back just to remain with her legs draped on Weiss's shoulders. "Hey! What's the big deal?!" Though thinking back to how she had just worded her request, she realised her mistake. In her haste for her own pleasure, she had forgotten that at this moment, Weiss possessed the necessary part to do just that. She knew what she had assumed.
"Shit - I meant fingers! God, no, not that! At least, not yet, anyway."
"Ohh..." Now she felt embarrassed. Ducking back down between Yang's legs, she muttered a quiet "sorry" before pressing her lips against the clit again briefly, using her fingers to edge the flesh apart to grant her a better look. Though Weiss owned one of said organs until the accident, she'd never really looked at it in detail on anything other than an anatomical diagram. There was something elegant and beautiful about the opening, with its soft wrinkles of pink and the way the moisture caught the light.
"You're so beautiful," she breathed.
"Aaah..." Relaxing back into the heiress's grip again, her hands returned to the sheets as she held them in pleasure. The compliment caused her to blush once more. It was something the blonde hadn't often heard back to herself. "As are you..."
"Thank you for saying so, but... I'm hideously deformed now. Maybe forever, or maybe just until the Dust wears off, but... I'll never get married if this is how I'll have to spend the rest of my life."
"...Hold up." The blonde tilted her head, attempting as best she could to make eye contact with the heiress. But when that failed, she moved her legs down off of her, shuffling herself back and away to stop their current events.
There were more important things at hand.
"You think a partner is going to think any differently of you because of what you have between your legs?"
"Look at me!" Weiss snapped impatiently, shifting forward so her semi-erect penis was visible again. "I... even if you don't mind the sight of it, the rest of me doesn't match! Who'd want to be with me? No husband, that's for sure! And a wife? I could never be the man she wants me to be, because other than this one part, I am most definitely a short and curvy female! So... so what's the point in lying to myself?"
Yang took a moment to let the heiress calm down. She may not match up, at least according to the more judgemental types on Remnant. But that didn't change who Weiss was. Sitting up, she shuffled closer to the heiress again, this time, wrapping her arms around her chest and pulling her in close for a warm hug.
"Who has the right to say what matches what? Because you're still a girl, Weiss. You're still that little, short, sometimes-grumpy girl who we all love. Anyone that would focus on what privates you have rather than who you are, isn't worthy of the great Weiss Schnee's attention."
For a moment, Weiss only sat there in stunned admiration for the blonde's attitudes. Then she clutched desperately at her back, burying her face deep in the golden locks as she shivered. Yang wanted her, found her desirable. Maybe she didn't want anything more than a passing fancy, and neither did Weiss, but the mere fact that she wasn't judging her for physicality made her so happy she couldn't speak.
Finally, she whispered, "You really don't care, do you? That I'm different all of a sudden."
"I care about you. I don't care about your appearance. Because you, are pretty damn gorgeous." And with that last comment, she let the heiress go again from her grip, leaning back again to gaze upon her features.
One hand did however return to the phallus she was pleasing a few moments ago, poking it once more playfully. "Whether this is here or not."
Shivering with detached pleasure at the fleeting touch, Weiss licked her lips as she stared down at Yang. So accepting, so gorgeous... so at ease with her own body and with Weiss's, no matter how it had changed. An urge swept through her, and she wasn't sure if she should act on it. What if it wasn't acceptable? Then again, a lot of what Weiss had thought to be "acceptable" went straight out the window the day previous.
"Yang... thank you so much. You'll never know how much that means to me." And then, throwing caution to the wind, she leaned forward and mashed her lips against her friend's, testing, hoping she wouldn't be pushed to the floor in disgust.
Initially, shock was what stopped Yang from moving, made her freeze her movements entirely. Thanks to their activities, this was something Yang was fairly sure would happen. But she assumed it would be by her own hand; certainly not the heiress's! Once settled, her own lips kneaded back against the heiress's, tenderly sliding her teeth against her bottom lip as she trapped them between her own lips, suckling on it gently as she found her arms wrapping round her once more.
Having her lip drawn into another woman's mouth was certainly nothing Weiss had ever planned for, much less feeling teeth against it! However, all she could do was melt into the more confident girl's embrace, their bodies pressing up against one another as the kiss deepened, as she mewled into Yang's mouth and wound her hands into her waves of golden hair. The feeling was everything she had dreamed of with a man in her youth, but in a way she was not expecting.
The team knew what fate came to anyone who touched Yang's hair. Instant K.O. But for Weiss, this certainly wasn't the case. In fact, leaning against the hand willingly, she found herself grasping at the fabric of Weiss's night gown on her back, unable to help but open her mouth slightly more to invite her further inside.
Weiss found herself alarmed at feeling another tongue against her own. That was new. Also, it was sweet and something she wanted to experience more, and therefore she pressed hers against Yang's with gusto, tracing over its softness and relishing it. Shifting as she put herself almost wholly in Yang's lap, her hands fell to the collar of her jacket and began peeling it off and down.
A hand reached down to her rear, shifting her up to complete her action of sitting on her lap. It didn't matter to her if it was meant to be the other way around, all that mattered was the heiress's happiness in this moment.
Which reminded her...
Parting their lips, she rested her forehead on the heiress's, taking a few shallow breaths a moment. "Weiss... We don't have to do anything more yet. Not if you're not feeling okay."
"May I remind... you that I'm the one who kissed you first?" Weiss panted. Then she shifted uncomfortably, taking note of something between their bodies that was more aggressively asserting its presence with every second. "M-maybe you could kiss me this time. Right now. Go on, I'm ready."
There was no telling her any different. Smiling, she closed her eyes again as she pressed her lips against the heiress's, once more kneading them with her own in sheer desire. This time around she didn't even wait, soon parting her lips as she allowed the tongue entrance into her mouth.
The presence in question Yang could feel by her naked stomach, still slightly wet from the remaining fluid. Not that she minded at all, shown as she leant forward into the shorter girl, pressing her stomach against it.
As their tongues entwined, Weiss knew her flaccid state was almost over. Was she that thirsty for attention to something that she didn't even own twenty-four hours previously?! Within a minute or two, she felt her hips grinding automatically, the softness of Yang's stomach over the firmness of her abdominal muscles only heightening her enjoyment all the more. Tiny moans began to fall from her as she ran her hands down Yang's mostly-naked back, not knowing why that delighted her so much.
Everything about the shorter girl was inviting to the party girl. The adorable size difference, her desirable body, the little noises she made with each movement. It was hard to resist.
So she didn't any longer. Leaning further forward, she allowed the heiress to fall backward into the bed, continuing the heated embrace as she pressed her body right up against Weiss's again, right against her now fully grown erection.
It seemed neither of them could deny it any longer. Swallowing, Weiss looked up at Yang and whispered, "You don't... think I'm some kind of nympho, do you?"
"If you're a nympho, I hate to think what I am..." Guiding her hands down the sides of the body below her, she asked between her own pants, "How do you wanna do this?"
"Why are you asking me?! I have absolutely no frame of reference! How do you wanna do this?" Clearing her throat, she lowered her voice before asking, "Sh-should I... get naked? Should you? Aren't we supposed to be naked before w-we..."
"Do you want me naked?" Never before had the great Xiao Long felt so nervous about a sexual encounter, let alone one where she was significantly more dominant than the other party. But it was fear of ruining things for her that made it difficult. And the fear of pushing her too far.
"Wh-when you phrase it that way, you make me sound like a lecherous old man!" Still, for whatever reason, the thought of seeing Yang's lithe, full-figured form in the raw was intriguing to her in such an aroused state. "Do you... want me naked? You made it sound like I was attractive before, but I don't-"
"You're fucking hot, girl." Snap decision. "...Both at the same time?"
"Deal." Sitting back, Weiss reached down to the hem of her nightgown, eyes trained on the violet ones of her friend. "R-ready?"
Going for the bottom of her own shirt, she nodded. "One... Two... Three!"
The shirt came off, and not long after, her bra was unclasped, sliding down her arms as she tossed it aside. Yang Xiao Long was completely on show to her. And Weiss's nightgown hit the floor at the same moment. Now there was nothing left between them, nothing to stop them from doing what came naturally - or as naturally as it could be when Dust experimentation was involved.
"Well," Weiss began quietly. "Should we use our h-hands again, or do something else? I defer to your expertise."
"Remember when I said you're ready to go in?" she asked, repositioning herself so that she was straddling the heiress's hips. But what she meant wasn't the same as when she last requested this, which she made obvious when she pushed her chest up against the snow queens. "Offer's still there."
"That's... wh-what I thought." They were going to have sex. Yang was about to let her do something she had never, ever thought she would do - would be able to do. Soft breasts against her own was making it hard for her to think... and shortly, she felt wetness sliding over her hardness that was far more inflammatory. "I... ooh... I like that..."
"You do, huh?" Testing the waters further, she rocked her hips back and forth, sliding her soft lips against the hard shaft below. Raising a hand up, she cupped one of the smaller breasts below her, running her thumb over one of her nipples.
"Hhnnnhh," Weiss panted at the dual stimulation. Yang was going to put her in an asylum with her teasing ways! As had happened before, her hips began to push up against the soft moisture, eyes falling shut for a moment as she felt the heat of another body pushing hers beyond its limits.
Sighing contently, Yang could only join in with the heiress's movements, enjoying the stimulation that grinding against her newfound lover gave her. It wasn't enough. She needed the heiress, and needed her now. Positioning her hips better, she could feel the heiress lining up with her entrance.
"You ready?"
Was Weiss ready? Probably not, but her curiosity was far too strong. "Y-yes! Just... be gentle!" Then she laughed weakly. "I'm the one going inside you, and asking you to be gentle... that seems silly, but..."
"Hey... fair mistake to made. I am a 'brute', remember?" Slowly edging herself downward again, she could feel the head pushing between her lips, until it finally slid inside.
It had been too long. Having to gasp to contain a moan, the brutish blonde continued to edge her way back to push Weiss further inside, releasing her breast in order to support herself on the bed.
There were no words for Weiss to describe how much warmer and sweeter it was than Ruby's mouth, the only other similar sensation she had with which to compare. The skin around her length seemed much more sensitive than it had been the first two times, perhaps because of constant stimulation. Instantly, she was already straining not to thrust into Yang harder than was strictly necessary.
Once enough was inside, Yang eased her hips back off, only to push back down again, forcing even more of her inside again. The blonde was unable to stop herself moaning anymore, finding herself doing so as she looked down to her lover.
"Mffff... How you holdin' up?"
"Ohhh GOD!" Weiss moaned as Yang slid herself onto the throbbing length. Heat was all around her and she couldn't think. Her hands raised up to grip her partner's waist; it seemed a natural thing to do during their current activity. Something about the gesture made her feel more oddly about what they were doing, but she couldn't place why.
"Ah! Weiss!" When she held onto her hips she pushed onto her even harder, assuming that was her friend's wish. But there was something about this particular encounter she craved even more than the act itself. She dived in once more, mashing her lips up against the heiress's in their heated embrace. With her being shorter than the party on top, it did make her thrusting onto her lover's shaft a little more difficult, but when she supported herself on the bed, she managed to continue at a steady pace.
The kiss wasn't completely unexpected, but Weiss still felt her heart leap when it happened, one arm trailing up to press into her back, holding them together as their bodies commingled. Her other hand drifted down and tugged at Yang's soft, pliable hindquarters, subconsciously trying to open her more to the advances of her implement.
This was unbelievable. How could they be doing such a thing to each other when just the day before, they hadn't so much as held hands or anything? How could Weiss have initiated encounters with not just one, but two members of her team? Especially when she was carrying a new "sword" that she might not even have a few days hence?
It was an ever strange sensation for the blonde brute, also. Up until this point, she had only assumed that Weiss tolerated her presence, that she never truly liked her as a person. How wrong she was; here they were, going beyond a brief encounter, beyond what she would consider casual sex. It was within the boundaries of "making love".
But it was too soon to think about that, she knew. Chances were, as soon as Weiss was back to her regular self, she would go off to seek suitors better matched to her. Neptune, Jaune - even Ruby, if she didn't end up flipping back to calling herself "straight". All the blonde cared for was the present.
So as to make the most of it, she sped up her motions, whilst inserting her tongue into her friend's mouth to brush against hers again.
The slow build of Weiss's second orgasm was definitely being helped along by the presence of a sweet tongue in her mouth. Yang's tongue. Heart pounding and ears ringing, she couldn't believe what was happening. It was so unfair! Yes, she enjoyed every moment of it with her body, but her mind was a spectacular wreck of emotions set adrift by the meteor that was her unwanted anatomy. In sheer frustration, she raised her hand back and brought it down hard against Yang's fleshy hindcheek.
"MFF!" Did Weiss just... spank her? Having to break away the kiss she opened her eyes again, saying between pants. "H-hey... I thought you said 'be gentle'?"
But that did not quell her movements, not when she could feel her own orgasm finally beginning to build. Craving to satisfy her heat that had been building since they began, she continued no matter what, beads of sweat dripping down her skin.
"Oh my God, I- I'm so sorry!" Weiss breathed, though it almost sounded insincere because she was panting for breath so hard. "Are... are you okay?"
"Oh Dust yes, I'm great!" she couldn't help but moan out, able to feel her own pressure beginning to mount as her movements continued, as she kept slamming her hips back against the heiress's to push the shaft further and further inside. "M-more! Please!"
Now the heiress felt incredibly self-conscious. More? Raising her hand up again, she struck the smooth globe of flesh, feeling it ripple beneath her hand. The second strike wasn't quite so hard as the first, but she still bit her lip while listening for Yang's reaction.
Another yelp was heard from the blonde, though it was more like an aroused growl then a moan. Yes, the slapping was doing well to bring her orgasm closer.
"Weiss... I'm so- I'm gonna..."
But that bought something else to Yang's attention. What would happen when the heiress orgasmed? The same as the other occasions, she assumed, but would it be the same as a heterosexual encounter? Would they be able to reproduce? On the other hand, this was the byproduct of Dust. It wouldn't be possible to entirely alter Weiss's self to make reproduction possible, so she assumed. But by this point, she barely cared.
"D-don't pull out! Just keep... keep going!"
"What?" Weiss wasn't sure what the phrase "pull out" meant, but she didn't have the space in her mind to worry about such things at present. Again, she struck Yang's rump and felt the vibrations ripple through her body and into Weiss's own arousal as it thundered upward into Yang over and over, dragging against her inner walls and bringing the tightness inside of herself that she now associated with climax to near-critical levels. How could an act that was so disgusting feel so beautiful?
"YEAH! YEAH! WEISS!" Unable to contain herself any longer, she screamed out her name to the heavens above, forcing herself down as far as she possibly could get. Already she could feel her inner walls clamping down against her lover's hard sex, and her legs shuddering as white hot pleasure seethed through her veins, bringing her to an all time high.
If Weiss were truly honest with herself, it was more Yang's screaming than anything else that drove her to her second orgasm of the hour. "Yang... oh God, YANG!" she moaned in harmony as hot seed loosed into the body above her, the muscles of her member contracting over and over to push as much out as it could.
And it was then she realised what Yang had meant: "pull out". She hadn't minded if Weiss ejaculated into her body, despite the possible consequences. Was that more to do with Yang's reckless nature, or... was there something deeper?
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She Wants The Dust