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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.
Chapter List
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Contains: (Ruby x Weiss - White Rose) Sexual Roleplay (Little Red and the Beowolf), Futanari (Weiss), Unique use of Semblance (Glyph Summons), Knotting, Accidental Voyeurism, Clothes Tearing, Butt Plug, Aftercare, Weiss is a moaner

(Blake x Yang - Bumblebee) Romantic Fluff, Terrible Puns

“Do I have to do this?” Weiss sighed dejectedly.

“You promised” Ruby replied eagerly. “You don’t want to back out of it now”

“Fine” Weiss sighed, knowing that she could never bring herself to back track on a promise. Not even accounting for her feelings for Ruby she had the Schnee legacy to consider. What would people think if they were to learn that Weiss Schnee did not uphold her agreements? The fact that they had made it this far together only compounded her desire to see it through to the end.

Getting herself into character Weiss began her performance with the immortal words “Hello Little Red” Weiss’s voice shifted from her natural Atlas dialect, born through years of tutelage by some of the most renowned educators of Atlesian high society, to what could only be described as her unique interpretation of menacing. “I’m the Big Bad Beowolf”

“My, Mr Big Bad Beowolf” Ruby replied with a cheery inflection. “What big eyes you have” Ruby reached her hands up to caress Weiss’s swiftly reddening cheeks.

“All the better to see you with, my dear” Weiss responded.

“And my, what big ears you have” Ruby’s roaming hands shifted up across Weiss’s head, tracing her finger tips along the edge of Weiss’s pointed furry ears.

“All the better to hear- seriously, are we going to do this whole thing?” Weiss asked, surrendering to her usual voice in complete disregard of the artistic principal of maintaining character throughout the performance.

Ruby couldn’t help but give a soft giggle that out of everything about this arrangement this was the one thing Weiss was taking issue with. It wasn’t laying straddled atop her girlfriend on her bed in their shared dorm room in the middle of the afternoon. It wasn’t the headband topped by pointed canine ears tying back her long white hair, leaving it to flow freely across her back. It wasn’t the fluffy black shoulder less one piece, and accompanying fluffy paws, pocketed by patches of sleet white and bloodshot red that dressed her torso while leaving her shoulders and her creamy thighs free to the open air. It wasn’t even the large fluff of black fur erupting from the plug secured firmly between her puckered butthole which held her interest.

The tail alone would have been cause for comment merely on the basis of its sheer complexity. Made of fine materials the length of replicated animal fur was infused with dust that reacted to the users Aura, capable of both conscious movement as well as seemingly reacting to the persons mood when left to its own devices. It had almost certainly cost a small fortune to commission such a thing discreetly, no doubt requiring an in-depth knowledge of dust known only to a few outside of the very highest levels of the Schnee Dust Company.

It seemed like such an exorbitant thing to simply buy on a whim, on the surface appearing to be just another example of the Schnee family’s excess. To Ruby, it showed just how much Weiss cared for her that she would not only be willing to risk commissioning such a thing but dare to make use it herself.

In the end though, it was being asked to play the role of the Big Bad Beowolf that Weiss chose to raise her objection with.

By contrast Ruby, playing the part of Little Red, was wearing her customary black top and skirt trimmed with flashes of deep crimson and matching black tights. Her outfit lacked the flowing red cape, boots and ammo belt which accompanied her usual combat uniform.

“Not to be picky, but I wore the dress when I played the Atlesian noble girl attending her first winter ball who gets seduced by the rakish noble woman in the parlour” Ruby reminded her. “And I never said a thing even when it took you nearly thirty minutes to untie the first bow”

“It would have been easier had you been able to keep your boorish hands to yourself long enough for me to actually untangle it” Weiss protested.

“But where’s the fun in that? Besides…” Ruby’s hands found themselves grasping at Weiss’s sides, feeling the soft material of her costume beneath her fingers. “I thought you liked my wandering hands?” as if to emphasise her implication, Ruby’s finger tips began to tickle and trace their way along Weiss’s exposed flanks, eliciting a sharp inhale of breath from the usually composed huntress. “Now, are you going to set about the innocent Little Red and ravish her mercilessly as your helpless plaything or not?”

“You can hardly be called prey if you’re willing” Weiss retorted.

Ruby simply stared up at her girlfriend with those same puppy dog eyes, the eyes Ruby could bring to bear at a moment’s notice whenever she wished knowing precisely the effect they would have upon her. Weiss dejectedly rolled her eyes in defeat, knowing that she could never hope to contest Ruby when she got like this. Damn those eyes.

“Yes” Weiss attempted to regain her ominous façade. “All the better to hear you with, my dear”

Ruby’s fingers ceased their rampage across Weiss’s side to begin a sharp descent down towards the steep bulge that had formed betwixt Weiss’s creamy thighs. “My…” Ruby cooed as her fingertips followed the curve of the swell nestled between Weiss’s legs. “What a big thing you have”

“All the better to have my way with you” Weiss growled. Such was the power of the Schnee family semblance, the ability to manifest creatures and objects at will. In this instance Weiss had managed to manifest herself an 8-inch member forming seamlessly into her skin just above the opening of her pussy lips. Despite lacking the accompanying testicles, there was one unique feature that Ruby had requested herself, although with less boisterous enthusiasm than usual.

Weiss’s suspicions were immediately aroused when the usually carefree Ruby insisted she lean in close to whisper the request such that Weiss had needed to strain herself to hear it. To complete her transformation as the Big Bad Beowolf Weiss’s new creation, although human in appearance as much as Ruby’s admittedly limited experience could discern, included a large knot an inch up from the base. This enhancement gave her already impressive girth an even greater size.

“Oh, Mr Big Bad Beowolf” Ruby reached up to guide Weiss’s lithe hands towards her covered biceps, wrapping Weiss’s fingers in a firm but tender grasp. “How will I ever be able to break free of such big, strong hands” Ruby had to struggle to maintain her composure at the juxtaposition she had created, her natural tendency towards giggles working against her not for the first time in her life. Being arguably the least adept fighter of the team in terms of raw physical strength Ruby could not help but titter at the mental image she had created for herself of struggling to resist Weiss’s hold over her. She felt a certain twinge of pleasure knowing that such a fantasy was moments away from being realised.

Weiss leant closer to plant a tender kiss on Ruby’s bright red lips. Ruby accepted Weiss’s kiss and drew her arms around Weiss’s waist, urging her forwards and encouraging her to delve deeper. Weiss had something of a reputation for being rather cold and distant. The truth was that this was merely a façade, mostly. When they were together all that training, order and attention to detail seemed to melt away and Weiss became the model of the tender and affectionate partner. While Ruby might not have had as much experience as her friends she proved herself both impulsive and eager, leaning herself more towards spontaneous and excited to contrast Weiss’s more refined techniques.

As their lips parted Ruby shifted her lips to kiss at Weiss’s bare neck, darting from place to place to leave a constellation of kisses all across her skin. Time and practice had given Ruby a pretty clear mental map of Weiss’s weakest points, feeling the low moan rising up through her throat as the number of places left untouched by her kisses rapidly decreased.

It was at this moment, having lain docile for so long, that Weiss’s fluffy dust infused tail suddenly awoke with a start and began to drift from side to side. The slightest shift of the tail caused flashes of pleasure to cascade through Weiss’s body. Ruby glanced over Weiss’s shoulder to watch the display unfold before her. “Someone seems eager”

The off-handed remark brought a sudden flash of redness to Weiss’s cheeks. The embarrassment only caused the desire emanating from the tail to increase. Or perhaps she was simply becoming more aware of it as the tail began to shift even more enthusiastically. Weiss began to think of the tail as some unruly pet in need of proper instruction to bring it back under control. Whether reacting to her unconscious desires or simply refusing to follow her directions the frequency of the movements intensified, seemingly in a conscious effort to spite her. In an attempt to distract herself Weiss decided to refocus her efforts on Ruby.

Weiss’s hand shifted from Ruby’s arm, using one to keep Ruby’s hands pinned while being free to explore Ruby’s front. Weiss began by tracing the tip of her finger across the jet-black expanse of Rubys top, feeling the soft fabric shift beneath her as she moved. Weiss had discovered a few weeks ago that this particular area, the line concealed just beneath the hem of her lover’s corset, was amongst her most sensitive. Weiss began to trace along it with a graceful finger, feeling Ruby beginning to stir beneath her not out of a desire to be free but from the pleasure of her lingering touch. Weiss began to question quite how much of it was a genuine reaction and how much of it was simply Ruby playing into her fantasy.

Arcing out of the final pass Weiss turned the path of her caress upwards to follow the seam of Rubys top. Accepting the rather unsubtle hint Weiss gripped the zipper at the base of Rubys neck, slowly bringing it down with a delectable crunch of retreating metal. The parting of Rubys top revealed increasingly more of the young girl’s creamy white skin as Weiss advanced.

“Oh, you beast, you” Ruby cooed. “Are you going to tear my clothes right off my quivering body? And here’s me, laying completely helpless and unable to resist your forceful advances”

Weiss didn’t respond, content to allow Ruby to continue chewing her way through her performance on her own. She simply continued to open Rubys top further, revealing Rubys modest bust concealed beneath her crimson red bra. Rubys choice in undergarments lacked the refined elegance of Weiss, the exotic flare of Blake or even the rugged simplicity of Yang. Instead, Ruby seemed to straddle some invisible point between all three which seemed to make sense only to herself. Weiss passed her pawed hand across the cotton cups of Rubys bra, feeling the hardened nubs of the young girl’s nipples even through her gloves. Despite Weiss’s intervention, taking Ruby shopping to buy some more fashionable sets for ‘special occasions’, Ruby insisted on wearing such things almost without exception.

Something about this unorthodox choice enflamed Weiss’s innate sense of style and fashion and took it upon herself to do the world at large a favour. Taking matters into her own hands, or as best as she could manage in these ridiculous gloves, Weiss gripped the cups of Rubys bra and tore the garment asunder in a single sharp pull.

Ruby squealed in delight at the sound of tearing fabric as one of her more disposable articles of clothing disintegrated in an instant. The truth was, they had previously talked about doing such a thing during their intimate moments. Rubys suggestion for a scenario in which the tearing of clothing from her heaving body was almost guaranteed seemed too great of an opportunity to let pass.

Finally released from their fabric confines the cool air washed across Rubys nipples, turning the semi-erect buds into hardened pebbles. This only served to make them an even greater target for Weiss’s attentions. Weiss teased her hands across Rubys nipples, or more truthfully, settled for pawing at Rubys modest mounds. All that Weiss really managed to achieve was passing her palms across Rubys front while her fluffy fingers fondled for purchase across her smooth skin.

Seeing little chance at a dignified way forwards Weiss leant down to press her lips to Rubys breast, catching her nipple between her lips as she began to suck. Weiss alternated between sucking on the nipple and passing her tongue across the very tip, each irregular pass of her tongue sent a shock of pleasure through Rubys body. Weiss sucked at the nipple a little harder, drawing it in enough such that she could finally grasp it with her teeth. This applied a different kind of pleasure, a sharp pressure against one of her most delicate places.

While Weiss had been preoccupied with focusing her attentions on Ruby her partner had not been idle, Weiss feeling a pair of mischievous hands taking hold at key points across her body. Ruby began to take the initiative, while Weiss had been focussed on her lover’s chest Rubys fingers had begun their own campaign. With unexpected precision Rubys agile fingers had begun tracing their way across the furry flanks of her costume. The design of the outfit contained a multitude of patterns and marks which somehow managed to coincide with Weiss’s most sensitive points.

Feeling the sudden ticklish stimulation, despite Weiss’s best efforts to maintain her composure, that insufferable tail of hers would not be restrained. The tail once more began to wag itself in all directions, proving more prone to excitable behaviour than Zwei anytime someone mentions ‘Fastball Duty’.

Rubys explorative fingers would not be content roaming the plains of Weiss’s front for long. The trainee huntress decided upon a bold strategy of a two-pronged assault, while her left hand dared to slip lower her right would make an advance to scale the summits to the north. While it wasn’t exactly a perilous ascent Ruby savoured the reward to be found at the peak none to less. Without the cumbersome gloves Weiss was burdened with Ruby could make full use of her dexterous fingers to slip beneath the lip of Weiss’s top.

A sharp jolt of pleasure resonated through Weiss’s body at the touch of Rubys fingers against her bare skin. This only encouraged Weiss’s tail to continue its wild movements, threatening to erupt from between her clenched butt cheeks if she didn’t find a way to supress its movements. Ruby was determined not to make it easy on her though.

While her right hand focussed on her breasts, her left hand traced the line between Weiss’s fluffy one piece and the snow-white skin of her bare thigh. Rubys fingers slipped beneath the lip of Weiss’s clothing, feeling the pulsing warmth of her new creation before she could even reach it. The moment that she touched it Weiss let a sharp yelp escape her lips, releasing her hold over Rubys tender nipple.

Rubys fingers wrapped around the shaft, grasping the length tenderly but firmly in her hand as she released from straining against the fabric of her one piece. No matter how many times Ruby saw it she was always amazed by the power of Weiss’s semblance, her creations almost seeming as if it could have been entirely natural.

Following it down to the base she began to enter the realm of the uncanny valley, but such was the power of the Schnee family semblance that something so obviously alien looked as if it belonged there. Ruby was eager to try it out, but she decided that Weiss deserved some more teasing first.

Ruby began by shifting her fingers across her lover’s shaft, merely grazing her lightly across the foreskin as she passed. Each pass, while allowing for some fleeting contact, never took hold sufficiently to be more than a tantalising tease of pleasures yet to come.

As the pleasure began to overtake her Weiss was finally forced to abandon her ministrations on Ruby entirely. Weiss’s hands left Rubys body and braced her hands on either side of Rubys body, struggling to keep herself from collapsing on top of her lover in an undignified heap. Seeing her opportunity Ruby took the initiative.

Placing her hand on Weiss’s side a gentle nudge was all that was necessary to throw Weiss off of her precarious balance and send her tumbling down onto the bed beside her. Disentangling herself from amongst the splayed array of limbs Ruby managed to gain enough of a position to be able to turn Weiss entirely onto her back with ease, a move that in her weakened state Weiss was in no place to resist. Ruby soon found herself on her side, staring down at a panting Weiss as her ragged breathing struggled to sustain herself.

Turning her onto her back brought forth another unexpected effect on Weiss, pressing the tail further up inside of her while at the same time giving it even less space to manoeuvre inside of her. The confinement combined with the devices seemingly unwillingness to be constrained seemed to stir it into greater acts of movement, continuing to vibrate from side to side whilst stimulating her most sensitive region.

Ruby continued to toy with Weiss’s member, her grip slowly beginning to tighten as she continued to give her lover a tender handjob. Rubys mouth leant in closer, bringing her lips towards the engorged tip. Ruby wrapped her lips around the head of Weiss’s cock, playing across the tip with the point of her tongue. Rubys lips descended down the thick length, covering Weiss’s member in a thin film of saliva as she retreated back.

Although the creation was a product of her Semblance it did not dampen the effect it had upon its creator, managing to subdue the heiress purely by the pleasure emanating from her new member. Releasing her lips from Weiss’s cock with a wet pop, whilst continuing to tend to her with her hands, Ruby shifted herself to straddle across Weiss’s legs.

“What do you say now Mr Big Bad Beowolf” Ruby reached out to take Weiss’s hands and shifted them to rest against the outside of her thighs. “Are you ready to have your fill of the helpless Little Red?”

Weiss fingers wrapped tenderly around Rubys tight clad thighs as she helped the heiress guide the material smoothly down across her legs, revealing the natural beauty beneath. Ruby bit her lip, savouring the moment as her mind sawm with imagery what they were about to do together.

This wasn’t the first time they had been together, it wasn’t even the first time Weiss had made use of a phallus, whether the creation of her semblance or a strap on. Ruby knew she had requested it herself but seeing just how thick the knot at the base of Weiss’s member truly was set her hear aflutter. The thought that within a few fleeting moments such a thing was going to be buried deep inside of her was almost too much for her to contain.

Eager not to waste a single moment more, Ruby lifted herself high above Weiss’s waist, teasing the outer folds of her moistened pussy lips across the tip of Weiss’s member. Tracing her fingers across her lips she dared to slip a single teasing extremity inside, coaxing more moisture to ooze down across Weiss’s penis beneath her. Reaching down Ruby spread the moisture along the full length with her other hand, ensuring that Weiss was at full readiness for what was about to come. Now she was ready.

Ruby took Weiss’s hand and guided her to grip herself at the base of her member, steady and erect beneath her. steeling herself for the descent Ruby began to slowly lower herself, the flared head parting her lips as she dared to take the full girth of the head inside of her.

The thick crown spreading her lips around it sent a shock of pleasure coursing through her. All the anticipation, everything that had been leading her towards this moment was released in an instant. Rubys body craved for her to just let go. All she wished was for her muscles relax and carry herself down beneath the presence of her own weight until the whole thing was buried up to the hilt inside of her. But Ruby knew that there was still one more hurdle left to pass.

Ruby slowed herself as her sensitive lips caressed the bulge which marked the boundary of Weiss’s unique creation. This, she knew, would be an experience unlike anything they had ever tried together before. It wasn’t just the size that captivated her. The very idea that once they came together they were going to be locked together in eachothers embrace for a good long while only encouraged the deepening quiver that was spreading throughout her entire body.

Ruby allowed herself a deep breath to steady herself before she relaxed her legs and allowed herself to lower the final few inches. Met by only a brief moments resistance as her lips enveloped the substantial girth she was soon met by the press of Weiss’s bare thighs against her own.

That was it. It was in, the whole thing was inside of her. She’d never felt something this big before. It was unimaginable, even the largest toy she had couldn’t compare to this. While a part of her might have been content to simply stop there an even greater part of her wanted to know exactly what this thing was capable of.

Refocusing all of her strength into her legs Ruby set about the arduous task of lifting herself free of the constraint she had just worked so hard to envelope inside herself. Once more she felt the resistance as she passed the knot which was quickly overtaken by just the most intense burst of pleasure she had thought she could ever experience in her life. Alternating between straining to keep herself aloft and relishing the feeling as gravity brought her back down over it Rubys breathing became ragged in a desperate effort to keep herself together.

Weiss, whether a conscious effort to add to their shared pleasure or an instinct, began thrusting her hips upwards to meet her. The two movements were uncoordinated at first but soon developed into a natural rhythm in which each of Rubys downwards falls were met in equal measure by another of Weiss’s up thrusts.

Weiss began to feel a moan escape her lips, prompting her to clasp her hands across her mouth in a desperate attempt to stifle herself. Given her universally composed and demure attitude one might not expect that Weiss Schnee was a moaner but the reality was sometimes surprising. Ruby, not content with allowing Weiss to get off so easily, reached out and grasped Weiss’s hands to pull them apart and bring them down to her side with only fleeting resistance.

On more than one occasion Ruby had been forced to cease her attentions on Weiss for fear that her howling calls would give away their activities. They’d both learned the hard way quite how thin these dormitory walls really were. The embarrassed aside glance from Jaune and the grinning thumbs up from Nora was almost too much to bear at the same time.

Deciding that Weiss had suffered enough, her face clearly straining with the effort of keeping herself quiet, Ruby decided upon a fair compromise. Instead of releasing her hands Ruby leant forward to press her mouth to Weiss’s. Parting Weiss’s lips with her tongue Weiss was suddenly free to howl away to her hearts content before her cries of pleasure were stifled by the press of Rubys mouth.

The pleasure became too much for both of them. Acting slightly ahead of her lover Ruby was the first to cum, her pussy lips tightening around Weiss’s shaft. The sudden onset of pressure caused Weiss to quickly follow suit, releasing a cascade of phantom semen created as a by-product of her Semblance into Ruby. At the same time, the knot that was still buried inside of Ruby began to expand. In that moment Ruby discovered a practical definition of the reality of when an unstoppable force encountered an immovable object.

As Weiss’s knot continued to try to force its way to freedom Rubys lips did everything they could to contain it. In the end, a happy compromise was decided as Rubys lips formed tightly around Weiss’s knot, never allowing a single speck of their combined release to slip free.

As the warm afterglow of their shared orgasms overtook them Ruby and Weiss lay together in eachothers embrace. Whatever the personas they adopted during their plays together the cooldown of simply laying in their partners arms was sometimes the most rewarding part of the whole experience. Weiss nuzzled her face into her leader’s chest, listening to the raging beat of Ruby’s heart as it slowly returned to the soft pitter patter of its usual tempo. A part of Weiss enjoyed knowing that she had caused that, that she could have such a profound effect on the one she loved.

It was strange really. Born to the wealthiest family in Atlas, heiress to the largest producer of Dust in all of Remnant, Weiss had lived a life which, on the surface at least, almost anyone would be jealous of. And yet all that seemed so insignificant in the moment. Instead she felt a profound sense of calm in the knowledge that there was nothing which could be done to make this moment-

“And then the huntsman says to the barman…”

A familiarly boisterous voice could be heard from the corridor just outside. The lock to the dorm room disengaged with a mechanical click. The door was open before Ruby or Weiss could even think to react.

“‘It’s not a lion, it’s a-’ Grimm’s curse!”

Neither Ruby or Weiss had much time to prepare their response. And the longer they took the more time Yang and Blake would have to come to conclusions of their own.

Ruby, possibly a gift of her Semblance, was the quickest to interject. “It’s not what it looks like” Even as she said it she realised the futility in her words. Still, she felt as though it was necessary to say something if only to avoid the awkwardness of the deafly silence that would have otherwise lingered. “I mean it kind of is like that, but I’m sure I can explain if-”

In her rambling confusion Ruby’s attempt to lift herself from Weiss’s lap neglected to remember that the knot Ruby herself had requested was still snuggly secured inside of her. As the sharp jolt tore through her body, Weiss was quick to remind Ruby of their arrangement in a most cordial and diplomatic manner.

“Watch it, dolt!” Weiss snapped.

“Sorry” Ruby pleaded, settling herself back down onto Weiss’s lap so as not to give her further cause for chastisement. It was only now, after several agonising moments of inelegance had passed that Ruby realised that her breasts were still lingering in full view. It was all she could do to sheepishly pull her top down to cover herself as well as the lingering fragments of her torn underwear. The tattered underwear alone would have been cause for concern if Ruby and Weiss’s penchant for this type of activity had not already been let slip on a previous occasion.

It was more moments still before Ruby appreciated that her position on the bed was causing the back of her skirt to ride high up on her back, revealing the details of everything that was transpiring beneath. Ruby’s attempts to draw her skirt back into place to cover Weiss’s lap was met with minimal success.

Yang chose this particular time to finally look aside, bringing her hand up to cover her eyes. While she generally considered herself a pretty easy-going person over just about anything, short of anyone other than her own dusky kitty cat touching her hair, witnessing her own younger sister entwined in such an embrace was not something she could be quite so laidback about. Blake, by contrast, maintained no such reservations.

Feeling an overwhelming urge to diffuse the situation Ruby decided upon another strategy which would surely see an end to the tension of the situation. “You see, I’m Little Red and Weiss is the Beowolf and I told her what a big thing she has and then she said, ‘All the better to have my way with you’ and so we did and then we got stuck together because I asked her to-”

“They don’t need to know all that, dolt!” Weiss gave Ruby a discouraging clap across her side, perhaps a little harder than was strictly necessary.

“It seems like you two managed to tie yourselves in quite a, knot” Yang, even with her eyes still firmly hidden behind her hand, managed to say it with a sly grin.

Did she really?

Of course Yang managed to make fun of this situation. Once more Blake proved herself to be the voice of sensibility. “Shall we just leave you two…”

“Please” Weiss spoke for the both of them, probably for the best at this point.

But even as Blake turned to leave Yang remained where she was. Blake rolled her eyes and reached out to take Yang’s free hand as she led her towards the door.

“You know, it was kind of surprising to see Ruby on top” Blake remarked as she reached for the door handle. “Guess we know who’s really, top dog”

It seemed that being together had caused some of Yang to rub off on her. “Yay, your first pun!” Yang threw her free arm around Blake, almost causing the agile faunus to stumble and fall into the door as she pulled it open. Relying on her natural penchant for balance Blake shifted to keep herself upright as Yang continued to tighten her hold around her.

As the entangled pair finally managed to work their way out the door Blake could be heard commenting as a final farewell. “Who knew out of the both of them it was Weiss who liked it RUFF”

“Two in a row!” Yang’s howls of laughter could be heard from outside in the hall, almost certainly unsettling team JNPR in their dorm. As the voices faded away Ruby and Weiss once more found themselves alone.

Ruby was the first to break the silence. “Sorry about trying to climb off earlier” Ruby began babbling as she was prone to do when she was nervous. “I hope it didn’t hurt or-”

Weiss silenced her with a single touch of her fingertip to her cheek. “Its fine” Weiss’s fingers began making graceful passes across Ruby’s enflamed cheek. “It feels kind of nice being this close together”

Feeling a renewed smile coming to her lips Ruby settled herself back into Weiss’s embrace, supporting her lover as they moved to lay down on the bed together. “Do you wanna just snuggle for a bit, Snow Angel”

“You really like using that name don’t you, Dolt” Weiss said.

Ruby merely tightened her embrace. “That’s why you love me”

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

<After Ruby and Weiss have just stumbled in (And stumbled back out) on Blake and Yang while they were in the middle of things>

Ruby: “Weiss, did Blake really have a-”

Weiss: “Yes”

Ruby: “Do you think that was part of her Semblance or-”

Weiss: “I don’t know”

Ruby: “But, was I seeing things or did it really have all those little bits sticking out of it?”

Weiss: “They’re referred to as ‘Penile Spines’, a common attribute in felines. They’re intended to induce ovulation while also clearing the vagina of any lingering sperm from a previous mate… or so I’m told”

<Ruby suddenly very sheepish>

Ruby: “Weiss, stop me if this sounds crazy. I know neither of that really applies to us but maybe we could-”

<Weiss walks away>

Ruby: “Just think about it! You could be the savage faunus and I’ll be the hapless noble woman who gets herself lost in the wilderness. I promise, I’ll even wear that dress you like and we could do the whole ‘Me Weissan, you Dolt’ thing”

Alternate Title: Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Beowolf?

Weiss can never seem to catch a break around here. If shes not working in a topless restaurant or having her pen stolen by magnetic nipples she’d playing the role of the Beowolf and Ruby the Huntress.

Something I noticed while writing this chapter is that all the scenarios I mentioned Ruby playing the submissive while Weiss plays the dominant.

Based on this, I sort of get the sense that Ruby enjoys playing the innocent so she can then turn the tables when she has them where she wants. Considering Weiss was playing a Beowolf in this one, it kind of puts Rubys first trailer when she was attacked by Beowolves in the forest and immediately cut them to ribbons into a new perspective.
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Remnant Armada