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The Remnant Armada
By : DarkWolves
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.
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Who Says you can’t Pick up Chicks in a Learner Car

Contains (Weiss x Yang - Freezerburn): Futanari (Weiss), Public, In a Car, Fear of Discovery, Vaginal Sex, Handjob, Blowjob, Breast Sucking

Growing up there were a lot of things Weiss was educated in that remain largely unknown to anyone born outside of Atlas high society. Calligraphy, Ancient Atlesian, how to properly use a fish knife.

Yet at the same time there were significant gaps that Weiss’s highborn education had overlooked. Although she only realised it after departing Atlas to study in Vale one such missing link was proving rather a hinderance in her new circumstances. Weiss didn’t know how to drive a car.

In Atlas, her family had enjoyed a fleet of private cars and a staff of chauffeurs. The very thought of one of their own needing to drive themselves anywhere was rather, un-Schnee. Perhaps that had also been part of her father’s intentions in allowing her to study here all along, allowing her transfer to Beacon safe in the knowledge that her reduced mobility would keep his investment from wandering too far astray.

But Weiss wasn’t one to just accept what was handed to her in life. She was determined to no longer have her father dictate to her anymore. Besides, if everyone else could do it how hard could it be.

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The sharp blaring of a horn, followed swiftly by a string of Atlesian curses. The clutch protested with an enraged screech of strained metal at yet another ill-timed gear change. Weiss recovered from her initial stall as she attempted to move away before the traffic lights inevitably changed. In the passenger seat Yang waved an apology in the rear-view mirror to the other drivers left in their wake as they were consigned to endure yet another cycle of waiting.

Despite her preference for motorcycles Yang also maintained a car she used as a run about for when a motorcycle didn’t meet her needs. She’d even used it to teach Ruby when she started learning, forgiving the significant wear and tear her sister had managed to add in only a few short months. Yang was certain there would be some additional wear to be forgiven by the end of Weiss’s training.

“Ok, just pull up on the side here” Yang instructed, having directed Weiss away from the main roads and into a residential side street. Weiss drew the car over to the side of the road, a sharp last-minute readjustment necessary to avoid striking the curb. Weiss secured the car with practiced efficiency, releasing a heavy sigh and resting her forehead on the steering wheel to the sound of the low clicking of the slowly cooling engine.

The heavy silence lingered thick between them. Yang was the first to speak. “So, do you want to talk about it?

“No!” Weiss snapped back and immediately regretted her outburst. “Sorry, it’s not your fault” Despite her words Weiss’s hands refused to release from the death grip she was maintaining on the steering wheel.

“You know you’re not going to get it straight away so why get so worked up about it?” Yang asked.

“I know. It’s just, frustrating” Weiss admitted.

It really was frustrating. For so long things just seemed to come easily to Weiss. In Atlas she’d passed school with perfect grades thanks to her penchant for academics and even at Beacon she was maintaining top marks across the curriculum. But this was something completely alien to her. While most people learnt these things as teenagers Weiss somehow felt the task was proving insurmountably greater solely for delaying it only a few short years.

“It just takes practice, you’ll get the hang of it” Yang reassured her.

“I know what I’m supposed to do” Weiss tried to reason. “It’s just when something happens I get flustered and I lose focus and-”

“You just need to stay calm and it will come to you in time” Yang persisted.

“Easy for you to say” Weiss objected. “For you this is like reading book one, page one of ‘Dolts Guide to Motoring’”

“Maybe it is now” Yang replied. “But that doesn’t mean it was always like that. We all start as learners you know; some things just take time. But the main thing is that you’ve got to remember to relax and not get so tense about things”

“Relax?” Weiss turned her head to face Yang. “Don’t I seem relaxed to you?”

The words ‘highly strung’ were insufficient to describe quite how unrelaxed Weiss seemed at this particular moment. Still, telling her such would only make the situation worse. Yang had to admit that this couldn’t be easy for Weiss, practice had been just as difficult with Ruby when she’d started out. Still, perhaps Yang realised that she knew precisely what was called for.

“Come on” Yang gave Weiss a light tap on her shoulder to rouse her from her depression. “Start the car back up”

Weiss did as instructed. “So, where are we going?”

“I’ll give you directions” Yang replied. “Trust me, you’re going to feel so much better after we’re done”

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Yangs turn by turn navigation led them along a backwoods road heading out of the city. Eventually Yang instructed Weiss to pull over in a parking area for a scenic viewpoint at the end of a walking trail along the cliffs.

Weiss secured the car and prepared to make her feelings known. “Yang, I’m really not in the mood to be visiting a beauty spot so can we please just-”

Without waiting to hear the end of her reply Yang was already unclipping her seatbelt. And without a word she reached her arm down and grasped the seat release catch, moving Weiss’s seat back as far as it would allow.

“Yang, what are you doing?” Weiss asked.

“I’m undoing this” Yang unclipped Weiss’s seatbelt. “You’re keeping an eye out”

Weiss only had a moment to process the implications of what Yang was proposing when she felt her skirt beginning to climb its way up her thighs. Weiss glanced down to discover Yangs intervention in it all, her hands lifting the hem of her skirt to reveal the white underwear already beginning to strain against the growing bulge of her erection.

Reaching underneath the lip of Weiss’s underwear Yang carefully pulled it aside as the heiress’s erection leapt out to greet her. Yangs fingers wrapped around it in an instant, eagerly teasing caressing and fondling as she wished. Yang leant down to brush her lips across the tip of Weiss’s head, a passing brush of contact before retreating and returning again. Weiss kept her hands wrapped tightly around the steering wheel, partly for something to focus on but also for fear of what they may do if she were allowed to roam free.

Yang engulfed the head of the cock inside of her mouth, her fingers continuing to focus her attentions at the very base of her member. The rising feeling of pleasure tempted a low moan from between Weiss’s lips she fought desperately to supress, only to be swiftly overtaken. Yang continued to work her mouth up and down Weiss’s length. The blonde woman alternated between speed and depth, working the very end of Weiss’s dick in a flurry before diving towards the base in a slow engulf of her entire length.

All the while Weiss’s death grip on the steering wheel persisted, anymore force and she would be in danger of snapping it in two. Weiss finally dared to release her hold on the wheel, moving her hand down to rest on the top of Yangs head. Given Yangs protectiveness over her hair such an act served to add a certain level of peril given the proximity of Yangs mouth to the most sensitive piece of her anatomy.

Yang released her mouth from Weiss’s cock with a wet pop. Yang licked away the lingering spit from the corner of her mouth. Weiss immediately felt her euphoria beginning to seep away from her body. Without a seconds thought she reached down to tease her own cock with her hand, feeling the wet covering of Yangs spit coating her fingers as she moved.

“Hang on Weiss” Yang assured. “I’m nearly there”

Weiss looked over to see Yang shifting to unclasp the belt of her shorts before beginning to shuffle them down her legs, no easy task given the confinement of the space inside her car. Yet somehow, through a combination of patience and jaw dropping flexibility which almost brought Weiss to the point of release in an instant, Yang managed to work out of her shorts and her underwear.

Yang lifted herself off of her seat, planting a hand on the side of the car beside Weiss as she moved herself into position. Weiss’s deeply ingrained common sense told her this was not a good idea. Her intuition was proved near clairvoyant as Yangs butt struck the centre of the steering wheel accompanied by a sharp blaring of the cars horn.

“Sorry” Yang was quick to apologise.

“No please” Weiss replied. “Draw more attention to our highly illegal activities”

Yang managed to finally settle herself comfortably in Weiss’s lap, supporting her weight on her knees resting on the seat on either side of Weiss’s legs.

“Here” Yang reached down to grip the bottom edge of her yellow tank top. “Let me make it up to you”

Yang pulled her top over the proud mounds of her breasts, carrying her form fitting bra with it until they leapt free of their fabric constraints. Reaching her hands around to encircle Weiss’s head Yang brought the heiress into a smothering embrace. Weiss’s lips wrapped around the mound of Yangs insistent breast, feeling the delicate nub of her nipple hardening against her tongue.

While Weiss was distracted, Yang was free to reach down in search of the white-haired girls cock underneath her. Yangs fingers encircle the hard shaft. “It’s so big and stiff, even if it went in my mouth it may be a handful to fit anywhere else”

“Yang, that’s the gear stick” Weiss spoke, muffled by Yangs chest.

Yang laughed to herself as she shifted her hands beneath her, Weiss’s sudden moaning as she wrapped her hands around her shaft assuring her that she had got it right this time. Yang teased her fingers across the surface of Weiss’s length, brushing the bulbous head back and forth across the outer edge of her moist lips.

Continuing to support herself with her legs Yang slowly lowered herself down onto Weiss’s cock, feeling her lips beginning to part in greeting. Yang steadied herself before raising herself back up, lowering herself down a little further this time to accept even more of the heiress inside of her. Yang continued to lower and raise herself in quick succession, each repetition gaining rhythm and offering even greater penetration into Yangs pussy.

Weiss’s hands grasped at Yangs bare back for support, her gasping breathes rising in pitch and intensity as Yang continued to ride atop her lover’s lap. Weiss’s face remained buried deep in the valley of Yangs ample cleavage, feeling the mounds of flesh pressing into the side of her head.

Weiss pulled her face back for a moment, greeted by the swell of the pink nipples which topped the mounds of Yangs breasts. Yangs grasping hands pulled Weiss back in, spurred on by Weiss’s member brushing a particularly sensitive point. Weiss’s lips parted in shock only to find her mouth suddenly filled with the peak of Yangs breast. Weiss instinctively began to suck at the ample bust she found pressed inside her mouth.

“Oh Weiss” Yang moaned. “If I’d known you were into that…”

Weiss had honestly never given it thought before. While she may admit to admiring the blondes bust, purely in an aesthetic fashion of course, she had never placed much thought in the idea. This was certainly a bold way to test the waters, but she could not help but feel curious. Given how outrageous the situation was already, what bad could a little more boldness do for her.

Weiss gave the nipple an experimental suck, eliciting a low moan from Yangs quivering mouth. Weiss sucked again, firmer this time, as more of the bulbous nipple is drawn between her lips. Weiss allowed her searching tongue to whisk back and forth across the surface of the breast. Weiss closed her mouth further to catch the tip of Yangs nipple between her teeth.

Weiss applied the faintest amount of pressure to the sensitive nub with her teeth. Yangs body quivered beneath her, enjoying the sudden jolt which accompanied it. Weiss could feel Yangs lips tightening around her shaft in response. Weiss felt the extra exertion necessary to maintain her pace as the blonde continued to bounce on top of the shorter woman’s lap.

As Yang moved her other breast continued to lift and fall freely besides, the large globe of flesh with the pointed nipple threatening to take Weiss’s eye out. Weiss reached up to grasp the breast in her hand, squeezing it softly as she continued to suck eagerly on the other.

Yang howled in delight as she thrust her hips to take Weiss even deeper inside of herself. As her head came forward she suddenly found her mouth filled by the peak of her own breast. Without thinking she found herself sucking away at the nipple, finding the experience different from the way Weiss did it as Weiss focussed her attentions on the nipple alone where Yang was more attentive to her whole breast. Yang noticed Weiss staring up at her, the look of surprise across her face said it all.

Yang released her nipple from her mouth. “What can I say Weiss. You made it look so good I couldn’t help but try it for myself”

Weiss could feel herself growing even aroused at the sight in front of her. The physical tightening of Yangs pussy combined with the image Yang was creating quickly brought Weiss to the very edge.

Weiss felt herself release inside of Yang, grasping and clawing her free hand at Yangs back for support as she was overtaken by the sudden surge of pleasure. Yang quickly followed suit behind the snow-white girl, Yang feeling her body going limp and forcing her to brace her arms against the seat to avoid smothering the smaller girl beneath her.

The two lay in eachothers embrace, each having little thought in the moment for the mess they had inevitably made both of Weiss’s skirt and of Yangs seat upholstery.

“So” Yang panted. “You think that you’re relaxed enough now?”

***************Authors Nonsense***************

Yang to Weiss: “Let me do the talking”

Yang putting on her most coquettish eyes: “Well, hello officer. It seems you’ve arrived at just the right moment. If you’re interested, perhaps I can ask the lovely lady if there’s room in here for one more”

Yang: “Perhaps we could pretend we’re a frothy cappuccino and sprinkle you all over us”

Yang: “Now in my defence, it seemed like a good idea at the time”

Yang: “During your test the examiner will be giving you instructions and asking you safety questions about the car to demonstrate your knowledge. Now I want you to check your left side mirror with one eye whilst keeping your other eye on the road”

Weiss: “My eyes go in the same direction, how is that even possible?”

Yang: “What’s your hydraulic fluid level?”

Weiss: “How am I, I’m in the car!”

Yang: “What’s your tyre balance?”

Weiss: “What does that even mean?”

Weiss with her most seductive eyes: “You know Yang, there are other skills I could demonstrate if you-”

Weiss: “What was that for?”

Yang: “While you were busy making your goo-goo eyes you drove straight past a give way sign”

Weiss: “Oh, fu-”

I also wanted to do a joke about IPDE, but I started having flashbacks.
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.

The Remnant Armada