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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.
Chapter List
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Contains Blake x Yang (Bumblebee): Futanari (Yang) Exhibitionism, Party, Semi-public, Handjob, Kissing, Fear of discovery, Public Orgasm

Blake Belladonna stood shuffling awkwardly in her place against the wall. Blake clutched her red plastic cup in her hand, idly swirling the lingering contents if only to give herself something to focus on. All the while the incessant music continued to drone inside her head, the sound proving so much worse when you had two sets of ears to hear it with.

It was already several hours into the party arranged by Ruby and Weiss to celebrate the couple getting their own place after graduating Beacon. The party itself was a heady contrast of Rubys carefree indulgence arranged with Weiss’s formality and organisation. Weiss for her part had spent her time acting the gracious host, engaging her guests in polite conversation when she wasn’t rushing from one perceived imperfection to the other. Ruby by contrast spent her time reassuring her partner that everything was fine.

For the guests, it seemed that so long as there was music, drinks and food aplenty everyone was happy. Blake for her part could only bring herself to stand idly and watch as the rest of her former classmates enjoyed themselves. All except for one, her partner Yang.

That was because Yang was standing beside Blake, idly scanning through her scroll. Normally Yang would be tearing apart the dance floor with the others, but Blake could appreciate her girlfriend’s willingness to keep her company. Yang knew that Blake didn’t really enjoy these sorts of occasions, preferring to be by herself or alone with Yang to read at every opportunity she got. Still, Blake could not help but feel bad at the thought of drawing her girlfriend away from enjoying the party. Blake decided she would make it up to her.

Blake chugged the remainder of her drink in a single gulp before laying the cup aside. Blake leant over to whisper in Yangs ear. “Follow me”

Yang wordlessly secured her scroll in her pocket as she reached out to accept Blakes hand, the faunus beauty leading her away from their spot against the wall. For what Blake had planned, most people would search out an empty room upstairs or find a secluded spot outside. Blake Belladonna once again proved herself to be very not normal in that regard.

Leading Yang towards a relatively quiet corner of the room Blake pressed her back against the wall, drawing Yang close against her as her ravenous hands clutched firmly around Yangs tight ass. Blakes lips wrestled passionately with Yangs as they kissed, Blakes hands searching hungrily across Yangs front. Blakes fingers soon found themselves cupped against the crotch of Yangs jeans.

“What are you-?” Yang asked as she withdrew her lips for a much-needed breath.

“Just keep kissing me” Blake assured. Despite the surprise Yang eagerly complied.

Blakes searching fingers found the zipper of Yangs jeans, drawing it open with a single pull. Blake slipped her fingers in through the gap in Yangs zip, teasing her fingers across the material of Yangs boy shorts. Blake searched blindly for the lip of Yangs shorts, pulling it aside as Blake managed to withdraw Yangs semi-erect member from its confinement.

Blake encircled the full width of Yangs shaft within her fingers, her tantalising touches evoking such intense passion from deep inside of her. It wasn’t long before Blakes teasing brought Yangs erection to full mast.

Blake rose up on her toes to whisper in Yangs ear. “Thank you, for being here tonight”

Yangs reply was to clutch herself tighter around Blake. To any outside observers it would simply look like a couple making out in the corner of the party. Out of sight, it was a very different matter.

Blakes fingers continued to glide effortlessly across the skin of Yangs erection, feeling the stiff shaft moulding and shifting beneath her caresses. One of Blakes hands moved to caress around the bulbous head of the cock while the other continued to work up and down the length of the shaft.

Deciding to indulge herself, Yang raised her hands up to massage her girlfriends’ breasts through the material of her top, feeling her erect nipples rising to the occasion. Blakes movements of her hands intensified in reply to the unexpected attentions. The faunus started to vary her hand movements, grasping a little tighter before loosening her grip once again.

Blakes head was swimming with perverted thoughts, with the euphoria of the act. There was a very real possibility that they were going to be caught. Even the possibility that anyone who caught them wouldn’t object, but may even ask to join in.

It seemed Yang shared her thoughts as the taller blonde let loose with a low moan. Blake latched her lips onto Yangs to silence the release. As bold as she may be she was not so bold as to actually get herself caught giving her girlfriend a handjob in the middle of her sister’s party.

Blake could feel Yangs release fast approaching in her hand.

“Blake, I’m goanna…” Yang braced her hands against the wall for support as Blake felt her lovers body begin to quiver.

Blake reached across to retrieve her discarded cup just within arm’s length. Pulling her lips free with a wet pop she guided the tip of Yangs cock into the cup. The brush of the cold plastic against her enflamed skin sent Yang spiralling over the edge.

Yangs cum spurted out into the cup in waves, one after the other. Blake held tightly onto Yang, wrestling to maintain their kiss as Yang continued to fill the cup to just over half full. Soon Yang had given all she had, her body began to fall limp and her member began to soften.

Yang relied on her girlfriend for support to maintain her precarious balance, bracing her hands against Blakes shoulders as her mind worked to return her to reality. Blakes agile hands worked to hurriedly secure Yangs cock back inside her jeans.

With the exhilaration of the moment still forcing her beating heart and rasping breathes to even greater speeds Blake stared into Yangs fluttering eyes. Even in the dim light Blake could see the deep flush of red across Yangs cheeks.

Blake drew Yang into another deep, loving kiss. The beating rhythm and flashing strobes of the music around them forgotten as they basked in the warm afterglow together. Suddenly, the choice to attend the party hadn’t seen like such a bad idea.

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

Blake: “Yang, where leave ‘that’ cup?”

Yang: “I left it on the table over…”

<Blake and Yang look over to watch just as Weiss examines and takes a testing sip from a very familiar red cup. The two could only watch as her face contorts in revulsion>

Weiss calling out: “Ruby, did you leave the milk out again? It’s gone all warm and salty”
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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