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Strawberry Shaved Ice	By : Webdog177 Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 7180 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
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Previously on Strawberry Shaved Ice
Reaching the bed, Ruby turned to face Weiss’ kneeling form and sat down at the end, still keeping a grip on the front of her uniform, watching with an amused air about her as Weiss managed to shuffle herself in front of her. She fidgeted on her knees, her arousal growing more and more uncomfortable by the second, and watched as Ruby leaned back, lifting up her legs and spread them, resting her heels on the edge on the sheets.
The unspoken direction was all too obvious. Weiss didn’t even hesitate to oblige her.
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The fencer leaned forward and began to eagerly paint her tongue alone Ruby’s center, slipping boldly between the girl’s lower lips and dipping as deeply into her as Weiss could reach. Her reward was Ruby’s soft cries, plaintive mewls and hitched gasps, her hips rocking languidly against Weiss’ face as the older girl pleased her. She reached around and gripped Weiss’ hair with her hands; directing her, coaxing her.
“That’s right,” She purred, her chest heaving as Weiss flicked her eyes up at her. “Keep doing that… know your place, commoner…”
Weiss, as much as she found she enjoyed the situation she was in, was getting fed up with Ruby being unreachable, despite being so close – so tantalizingly close. Weiss wanted to touch her. She wanted to make her squirm and cry out. She wanted to hold her, and to kiss her, and to love her and possess her entirely.
But, first things first; she wanted to punish Ruby for treating Weiss as she had, as much as she was forced to admit she liked it.
After all, propriety had to be observed. It was the natural order of things.
Weiss plunged her tongue deep inside Ruby, moaning when a fresh wave of heat and moisture leaked into her mouth and dribbled down her chin. Without stopping, she flicked her eyes back up to find Ruby staring straight back at her, her teeth bared and her breathing erratic. She cried out when Weiss painted a long, slow lick up the center of her crevice, and rolled her hips aggressively against Weiss’ mouth in response. She whined with the older girl pulled her tongue out, but the low keen that came from the back of her throat when Weiss gently sawed her teeth on the swollen bundle of nerves at the top of her center told her that Ruby didn’t really mind the replacement. Weiss let out a muffled gasp when Ruby frantically hooked her leg around her again, pulling her head tight against her.
Weiss alternated between flicking out her tongue and dipping it inside Ruby as deeply as it would go, and pulling it back to brush it against her center with wide licks, and then nibbling on her glistening flesh, all the while enjoying the sounds her girlfriend made and how she writhed on the bed, completely unaware that the fencer had finally managed to slip her wrists free from her bindings and had surreptitiously reached down to undo the cloth holding her ankles together.
Ruby should have known that Weiss was just as adept as binding as her partner was.
But Ruby noticed none of this, her eyes were shut and her chest heaved with erratic breaths, her fingers winding tightly in Weiss’ long silvery hair. Weiss decided to indulge the girl a few more moments, quite enjoying the pleased sounds and filthy words that tumbled from her lips – dirtier than Ruby had even accused Weiss of being not moments before. As Weiss opened her mouth wide and clamped her teeth around the younger girl’s quivering flesh, it was only practiced reflexes that kept Weiss balanced on her knees and from yelling out in pain when Ruby pulled her hair so hard she could swear some strands had been pulled out.
“Yes…” Ruby whined, her other leg raising to wrap around her head, rotating her hips aggressively against Weiss’ mouth. “That’s it – f—filthy commoner. Right there!”
Weiss moved her tongue as fast as she could, no longer able to direct a focused effort, simply licking everywhere she could reach. Ruby’s heat and wetness were her whole world now, surrounding her, her actions only guided by how Ruby writhed and the sounds she made. The younger girl panted desperately, feverishly, her face twisting and pinching as her grip on Weiss’ hair grew tighter. When Weiss pulled her tongue away from her glistening center, and then clamped down on her bundle of nerves with her teeth gently, Ruby jerked on the bed with a small shriek, clamping her thighs so tightly around Weiss’ ears she could swear her ears popped.
Ruby thrashed almost violently, her hips rising off the bed entirely as she came, trembling, into Weiss mouth. It was all the older girl could do to stay there, crouching in front of the bed with face between her girlfriend’s legs, as she writhed and shuddered, hiccupping and panting as she came down from her climax.
After a moment, Weiss finally breathed in deeply as Ruby released her legs from around her head, letting them fall listlessly to the carpet. The younger girl panted deeply, her chest heaving from under her nightgown, and she swallowed heavily, catching her breath. Weiss watched her, carefully loosening the tie around her ankles and slipping her feet through the now-completely loosened fabric. She was free, and now was the time for her to act.
Slowly and carefully, Weiss shifted his legs underneath, getting ready to make her move. She clenched her fists and opened then, testing them to make sure she had her dexterity and nothing was pinched during her efforts at escape. She let her breathing get slowly, slumping her head and put on a show of being slightly tired, keeping a close watch on her girlfriend. She still seemed – and rightfully so – pleasantly indulged in her experience, letting her head fall back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling, and content smile on her lips.
‘Now!’
Weiss shot to her feet, flinching slightly as pins and needles stung at her arms and legs as she stood up, an array of glyphs on the tips of her fingers, ready to be used. Before Ruby even had a chance to react Weiss had held out her hand, flicking it almost disdainfully towards the girl. The typical ice-white symbol of her family’s glyph spun into existence, along with the sudden chill that accompanied such a Semblance, crawling up and down Weiss’ spine as she smirked at the sudden look of panic and terror that showed itself on Ruby’s face.
‘Got you.’
With a yelp, the glyph that appeared underneath Ruby did its work. Her arms wrenched out and her legs snapped straight as if grabbed by invisible hands, holding them aloft. She snarled, her silver eyes flashing a slate grey as her head and torso thrashed around, but her arms and legs remained frozen.
“You filthy commoner!” Ruby shrieked, her face alight with malice and ferocity. She apparently hadn’t figured on Weiss getting free – at least, so soon – and had been summarily caught off guard. And now this sweaty, lowly, filthy ‘commoner’ had turned the tables, and was free to do as she wished with her. “You will be punished! I will make you suffer for this outrage…”
Oh, how she wanted to punish Ruby instead.
Weiss stepped forward and let her hands rest on Ruby’s bare legs. The girl hissed and thrashed her body, but her legs had yet to budge even an inch, frozen by the binding glyph on the bed underneath her. She let her fingers trace up Ruby’s legs, starting from her feet and trailing up her shins, swooping down to caress her calves, and then tickling the back of her knees. Ruby tensed, sucking in a breath when Weiss continued skimming her hands up past her knees to her thighs, stepping forward so that she could run her nails lightly towards the apex of her legs.
“Don’t even think about it.” Ruby warned, her eyes steel and her lips peeled back in a snarl.
Weiss smirked, purposefully ignoring the implied threat, and instead slipped her hands underneath the girl’s nightgown, continuing to slide her hands up Ruby’s legs to her waist so that her sleepwear bunched at the back of Weiss’ hands as she moved. The girl moved – or, tried to – but only was able to jostle her torso as Weiss climbed on the bed, pushing the gown up Ruby’s waist towards her breasts, licking her lips as the fleshy mounds were finally revealed to her, the girl’s coral pink nipples peaking with arousal.
“Don’t you dare –!” Ruby growled, but was unable to finish her sentence as Weiss lowered her head and took her right nipple into her mouth, sucking at it greedily. The younger girl yelped, and then groaned loudly, her body shuddering but her arms and legs remaining stock still. Weiss continued to roughly kiss, lick and bite Ruby’s breasts, directing more of her focus to her hardening nipples than the softer area around them. Ruby’s entire upper body was shining with sweat, and Weiss dragged her tongue across her salty skin, turning her attention onto Ruby’s other breast, nipping at its’ equally erect nipple as she had the first.
Ruby continued to struggle, her body twisting and writhing underneath Weiss’ weight but unable to shove her off, hissing and groaning involuntarily when Weiss gently ran her teeth along the sensitive bud at the end of her nipple. She cried out outrage – or surprise – when the older girl deftly slipped a hand down between her legs, rubbing against her center and pushing two fingers against her flesh. Her body lurched, though her hips were able to shift only slightly from the glyph binding them, and Ruby let slip a low, languid groan as Weiss’ lips claimed her breasts and her fingers explored between her legs.
“R-release me this instant!” Ruby warbled, her voice losing much of its previous vitriol. Weiss chuckled against the girl’s breast, knowing her well enough to recognize when she was starting to lose steam with her controlling façade. She was a good Huntress – a great one, at that – but she was a poor actress. Honestly, Weiss was shocked she had gone on this long with the role, and was determined to keep teasing her until she broke.
And then, and only then, she would show the girl the error of her ways. But until that moment, Weiss was content to enjoy what the foolish girl beneath her had reaped.
Lifting her head from the younger girl’s trembling and shaking body, Weiss crawled further up the bed so that she was straddling Ruby, her legs on either side of her waist. Ignoring the trapped girl’s snarl and pitiful command to ‘Get off of me, you filth!’ she shuffled up her girlfriend’s body with her hands and lips, kissing the soft skin of her breasts and chest as more was exposed to her. She slipped Ruby’s gown up, and with a negligible click of her thumb and middle finger the girl’s arms shot straight up with a startled yelp, her eyes wide and decidedly panicked.
Slowly, almost teasingly so, Weiss slid her hands along Ruby’s arms, pulling her gown up as she moved so that it was pulled over her head and past her wrists. Once she was free of the article – and now mouth-wateringly naked and glistening with sweat – Weiss smirked, bringing the nightgown to her nose and inhaling deeply.
“S-stop that!” Ruby muttered, her cheeks a bright pink as her silvery eyes darted from side the side. “You, f-filthy commoner! You will treat my things with dignity!”
“Dignity?” Weiss asked softly, uttering her first word since she declined to kiss Ruby’s foot. “What good is dignity if the owner has none herself?”
Ruby’s face melted into an angry hiss, and she bared her teeth. “And you will not speak –“
Any further threats – all but useless now that she was effectively bound – were drowned out when Weiss leaned forward, smashing her lips against Ruby’s, kissing her roughly. The younger girl’s enraged growl shifted into a moan after the barest moment, and any further resistance was torn away as Weiss slipped her tongue forcefully into Ruby’s mouth, exploring her, tasting her.
The plaintive mewl that poured from Ruby’s throat told Weiss all she needed to know; that the role her girlfriend had maintained from the moment she entered their room had been discarded and forgotten, all attention now paid to the woman on top of her, kissing her, caressing her arms and winding her fingers in her dark hair. She ceased her mock struggles and leaned her head forward, meeting Weiss’ tongue with her own in a lewd, erotic dance in each other’s mouths.
Weiss breathlessly broke off their kiss and moved to Ruby’s throat, leaving a trail with her tongue before kissing the salty, wet skin, punctuating them with sucks and soft bites. She heard the scythe-wielder cooing softly, her head tilting just so to give Weiss as much access as possible. Weiss smirked, craning her head forward to carefully take Ruby’s earlobe between her lips, sucking the delicate fold of skin and gently nibbling on it.
Ruby let out a languid moan as Weiss sucked on her ear, swiping her tongue around, dipping it into the small canal of her ear and then back to the sensitive skin of her neck just below. The fencer hummed as the younger girl’s hitches gasp, knowing she was especially sensitive there, smiled wickedly as she trailed her tongue down towards the sweat filmed skin of her underarm.
It was well known throughout Beacon – well, at leave Teams RWBY and JNPR – that Ruby Rose was ticklish. If anyone wanted to torment the poor girl, all they had to do was find one of her ticklish or endogenous zones and, well, go to town. Ruby could never last more than a few seconds before breaking down into fits of giggles, almost so much so that it was painful to watch at times. Weiss, on the other hand, found the entire thing amusing, as she was decidedly not ticklish. Not at all. Naturally.
Ruby immediately lurched underneath Weiss as the older girl swooped her tongue along her underarm, and hissed between her teeth, groaning in a clear attempt to stem the giggles that threatened to bubble up from her throat. It only worked marginally, as her hitched gasps and stuttered breaths were any indication of her turmoil as Weiss teased her sensitive skin. Soon, though, the sensation of tickling was drowned out by arousal as Weiss’ hands slipped down to her breasts, palming them and running her thumbs along the hardened peaks of her nipples.
“W-weiss.” Ruby warbled softly, her breaths an irregular staccato as the older girl nipped and sucked, moving down from her arm to her torso, her tongue blazing a wet, winding trail across inches and inches of warm skin.
“Oh, so it’s ‘Weiss’ now, is it?” The fencer muttered, flicking her eyes up to a red-faced Ruby Rose. “What happened to ‘Useless, filthy commoner?’”
The girl shifting and squirming beneath her swallowed, her eyes wide with anxiousness. “Um… I—“
Weiss shushed her with a finger against her lips. “Now, now… Slaves do not speak unless spoken to. Isn’t that the way of it?”
“W-Weiss, Mmmff—” Ruby tried to murmur, but squeaked when the older girl’s finger withdrew, her hand clasping her chin and jaw, wrenching it tightly between her fingers, effectively and forcibly keeping her mouth shut. Weiss peered back up at Ruby, locking her own icy blue eyes with her girlfriend’s silvery orbs, and felt her smirk slowly morphing into a malevolent sneer.
“Now, now. Slaves do not speak unless spoken to.” She whispered harshly, pushing herself up to her knees with one hand and sliding her hips up past Ruby’s waist. “You have been particularly mouthy as of late. Far too much for a simple servant.”
Ruby swallowed again, hey eyes tracking Weiss’ movement as she shifted her hips up her torso and widened her legs as she sat directly above her torso.
“I have ways of punishing those who talk out of line.” Weiss said, almost conversationally. She clicked her fingers again and Ruby squeaked as her arms snapped back down so they lay flat against the glyph underneath her. Weiss hummed as she maneuvered her knees and legs over Ruby’s trapped arms, continuing her long journey up to Ruby’s head. “Would you like to know what your punishment will be?”
Ruby only nodded, clearly not willing to risk what would happen if she were to speak. Weiss smiled, pleased, and then removed her hand from the younger girl’s mouth. She watched Ruby’s eyes flit down to her thighs she grasped the ends of her skirt and lifted, revealing her pale thighs and sodden panties.
“I think we will put that smart mouth of yours to work doing something more productive.” Her smile widened at the unabashed stare Rube fixed her arousal with, and licked her lips as she finished the climb up the younger girl’s frozen form so that she finally knelt on her knees, her center directly above Ruby’s mouth. “Wouldn’t you like to be more productive, slave?”
Ruby’s response was breathless, but immediate and succinct. “Hell, yes.”
Weiss smirked, and reached down to tug her panties aside, and lowered herself towards Ruby’s face. “Then, you’d better get to work.”
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To Be Continued.
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