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An Occasional Dream
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: RWBY is not mine and I make no money from this fic
Chapter List
- 2
- 3
WARNING (this warning contains spoilers): Dream sequence. Threesome. Anal play and spitroasting.

=Chapter 3
Being so close to Sun was still on Blake's mind when she jerked awake. When had she fallen asleep? And when had she moved to the bedroom?
But she found it hard to care. Lying there in his warm, safe arms, she thought upon how lucky she was to have him in her life. Sun wasn't like the gruff, wanna-be dominant men who attempted to chat her up, minds on her body all the while. He was just masculine enough to be self-assured without needing to put anyone else down to achieve that. A true man - and the only man she wanted. Smiling to herself, she snuggled right back into his embrace and began to let herself drift.
Meanwhile, it seemed her man was awake. He was still hugging her closely with his head against the pillow, he smiled softly and gave a soft kiss to the top of her head while he rubbed her back.
"Hey, how was your nap?"
"Mmm, pretty good," she told him in a husky, sleepy voice, pushing in closer to his body. He felt so good, so safe. She loved that about him. "When did I fall asleep?"
"About half an hour ago? I wasn't tired but I didn't wanna disturb you." In the background, there were a few sounds coming from the bathroom, including the shower shutting off. When had the water been turned on in the first place? But her boyfriend clarified that. "Sounds like Yang's done. Boy, she takes so long in the shower I'm surprised it doesn't wash out the blonde."
"Yang?" Blake muttered, clearly still drowsy. "What is… I mean, what do you mean?"
"What? I was making a joke about her washing out the dye. Wait, she does dye her hair, right? I mean, so do I; most of my people aren’t natural blondes."
“Mmm... okay.” It was quite obvious that Yang was brushing her teeth from the sounds in the bathroom, no doubt getting ready to go to bed herself. It seemed weird that Yang was there for some reason...
Adjusting his position slightly, Sun let one of his arms rest against the bed instead. "Anyway, she's probably gonna be on her way back now."
After a second, Blake breathed out a long, slow "Ohhhhh." She wasn't all the way back in that era when she first met Sun; they had been going out for a while. In fact, now she was living with her old lover, Yang, even while dating him. How could she have forgotten?
"Sorry, I just… I had a really vivid dream, I guess."
"Hmm… A good dream?" he asked. For some reason, this Sun seemed far more forward than normal. Not that he made any effort to openly flirt just yet. It was more the husky voice and half lidded expression he gave when talking to her, even about the most basic of things. "Maybe you could tell us both about it."
"I'd like to." Then she sighed, petting along his bicep. "But Yang hasn't wanted to cuddle with both of us in the bed yet. I'd like her to, of course, but… the one time I asked she turned it down, and I didn’t want to bug her again."
"…What?" The look of confusion on Sun's face was a picture. He even backed himself slightly away from her just so she could see it properly for herself. "When did she say this? She's been fine with it the past few days."
Blake blinked. Yes, of course she had; she'd finally started sleeping with them for company, even if all they did was sleep. Why did it seem to her like she hadn't? That was strange. "R-right… I guess that dream was even crazier than I thought." Clearing her throat, she kissed his cheek, just before she heard the door latch open.
"Yeah, you're gonna have to wait till the morning for hot water."
Right on time, there was Yang. But not in a way Blake would have expected her to be at all, not in front of Sun at least! Still soaking wet, wearing only a towel that was tucked in just over her chest, she closed the door behind them, heading straight to the dressing table to plug in the hair dryer. Was this even real? She didn't even give current company a second thought!
"S-Sun, I'm sorry," Blake began, blinking rapidly as she looked back and forth between them. "I didn't think she'd…" But she trailed off when she noticed he hadn't even looked twice at Yang. His eyes were only for her. "You're… not even surprised, or anything, are you?"
But he didn’t answer her. Instead, he looked over at Yang and asked, "Good enough shower for you?"
"Oh yeah! I think I needed that. Is nice to just stand there while the water washes the day away."
Any sounds from Yang were drowned out by the loud whirring of the dryer after that. Sun looked at Blake in further confusion, tilting his head lightly. "Babe, are you okay? You acting really jumpy about all this."
Shaking her head out briefly, she ran her fingers through his hair. "Just fine. I'll, um, be right back a sec."
Pushing off the bed, Blake padded over to Yang. She waited for a second for her to dry her hair out a bit, then leaned down on the pretense of hugging her from behind. While doing so, she said in a voice just loud enough it wouldn't carry over to Sun through the din of the dryer, "Are you really cool with all this?"
The hugging made her slow the movements down a little, looking back so she could speak to Blake properly. "Yo, why are you suddenly asking? Of course I'm cool with it! It's been cool the past few days, why would that change?"
Yang certainly seemed alright. She seemed her usual happy and feisty self that she remembered from that time they met on Weiss's tour. Even if it was her usual self, however, for some reason, her being that way seemed unusual. Not that Blake had a reason to explain why. Perhaps that was why Blake was so eager to hug her, even in the middle of her drying her hair.
"If you're sure. Well, get dried and dressed and come to bed, then." Leaving a kiss on her temple, she patted Yang's shoulder and returned to where Sun was still lounging on the mattress.
"Dressed?"
As Blake headed back, Sun was already sat up against the headboard, idly playing on his phone and checking various notifications. His lower half was tucked away under the blanket, but that didn't stop Blake from being able to see the well-toned abs she knew and loved. Sun really was a fine figure of a man, in comparison to Yang and her womanly form. Humming to herself as she crawled in beside him, she slid an arm around his waist and kissed his cheek before settling in. But she did have to say something. Leaning over slightly as the dryer cut off, she whispered, "I know it's probably no big deal, but don't you think Yang might be more comfortable if you put a shirt on?"
But yet again, the confusion only seemed to grow. As he wound down from checking his phone and placed it to the bedside table instead, he quickly kissed her back before asking, "Babe… What would be the point of me wearing a shirt if none of us are getting dressed?"
The confusion was echoed in Blake, who was staring at him like he was drunk. "But I'm wearing pajamas. What are…" She had patted her stomach to illustrate her point, only to find that it wasn't true; she was only wearing a black sports bra and black boy shorts. "O-oh, well, um… I guess if I'm already in bed…"
Sun could only laugh at his girlfriend, eagerly pulling her in for a tight hug before Yang approached again, kissing her cheek repeatedly. "That dream really did throw you off, huh? Don't worry. We'll soon cuddle you back into reality, right Yang?"
"Right," she echoed. To Blake's further disbelief, she untucked the towel and allowed it to drop the ground, revealing her gorgeous nude form before she pulled up the covers to slip into bed on the far side. And there, to Blake's complete surprise, they were. She was stuck in the middle of her boyfriend and her old girlfriend, both wearing nothing but their birthday suits. And neither of them seemed to bat an eyelid!
"W-well," she finally forced herself to say in a hoarse voice, trying to ignore how much skin she was feeling right up against her thighs. "You two, um, certainly got a lot more comfortable with each other."
"Hey, it’s not like either of us have never seen a dick before. So what’s the big deal?" Yang wasn't even tucking herself under the sheets any further! She was sat upright like Sun, even if it meant that her breasts were out in the open for Blake and Sun to see!
But clearly, he didn't care. In fact, he saw this as a chance to more obviously show how much more forward he was. Leaning in toward her, he shuffled a hand under the sheets to rest on Blake’s hip, pulling her in closer. "Perhaps we should get more comfortable with you again though… Seeing as you're this jumpy."
"Well," Blake said as she was pulled closer, "in my experience, people with 'the same equipment' who aren't into each other can be pretty uncomfortable about it." But she couldn't pretend to be too upset with the situation. Yang and Sun were both warm and their skin was soft, and she slid her arms around both their backs, pulling them in close. "But hey, if you don't mind, I don't mind."
"Well… I've been trying to talk her into it for a while now… Should we let her in on the idea?"
Yang raised a hand to her chin as she seemed to think about Sun's words. After a short while, she just seemed to smirk, shuffling in closer to them both just to really sandwich Blake between them. She could tell it wound her up. "Yeah, go ahead. I wanna see her reaction."
"Alright." Turning on the other side of her, he made sure to face them both as he began, already idly letting one of his hands trail over Blake's stomach while he talked. "We noticed just how stressed out and nuts you've been recently. Just one of us cuddling you isn't enough! Neither is two of us! So it got us thinking… What could we, as your lovers, possibly do to cheer our Blakey up, hmm?"
Even as he spoke, and as Blake listened to the words and contemplated them, she was being very slightly distracted by something else. As Sun made his proposal, she could feel him growing more rigid against her leg. Her cheeks blossomed with heat as her body lapped it up, even though her mind was trying to block it out and focus on the here and now.
"A-alright," she breathed, glancing at Yang briefly and then back to Sun, as he had been speaking. "I… think I can guess what you two mean. But are you serious? You… want to… together?"
"Well, we wanna try some stuff. Take it nice and slow," Sun clarified. Indeed, he was slightly beginning to grow as he was describing the idea. And that would only get worse when Yang described more, placing a hand of her own on Blake's stomach to join Sun's.
"How do you feel about a little show? Me and Sun, then whenever you want, you can jump in and we can do what you want."
"You and-" Blake was even more surprised by that, and couldn't seem to help letting them know exactly that. "I didn't know you were even interested in each other! Wh-when did this happen?"
"Hey, I said from the beginning Yang is hot! But remember what I also said? About the thing I was nervous of?"
That was right. Back at the beginning of those few months, their game of Truth or Dare. Sun was asked right from there whether he thought Yang was attractive or not. And though he stated quite clearly she was, he said, "But if I'm honest, I'd be more nervous that I'd end up being the ‘bottom’." That was his response, word for word. What seemed to change that now to the point he was willing to play with her anyway?
Reassuringly, however, he moved his hand up to cup Blake’s cheek, making sure she was looking in his direction. "Babe… We wanna do this for you. By all means, if you want something else, tell us. But we thought… this might be something you'd enjoy. Little one-night-only show just for you, that you could take part in if you’re in the mood."
Already, Blake could feel her face was beet red. How could it not be? This was one of those fantasies she had known was brewing deep inside, but would never let herself entertain. It was questionable enough to even have two lovers in their society, much less imagine them doing anything to each other!
"Um… well, let's start small. What kind of, um… things did you have in mind?"
"Fuckin' him up the butt."
But instantly, Sun reached over to smack Yang's side for that, quickly glaring in her general direction before he looked back to Blake again, expression softening. "Anything you wanted. We figured you could tell us what to do, and we'll do it. Like you're the boss, and we're your… entertainment."
"Hmm… I'm the boss, huh?" Blake had to contemplate that. Of course, she didn't truly believe they were going to do anything that outlandish; they were only winding her up. Still, it might be fun to see how far they would go.
"Alright," she finally told the two blondes. "I mean, if you're really sure about this, I guess it could be fun."
"We are absolutely sure," Sun reassured her, giving a quick kiss to her cheek before he drew himself back.
If they were going to do this properly, they both needed to be in Blake's full view. And that would be at the end of the bed. As he sat on top of the sheets instead, Yang moved to do the same at the other side. Now they were both free of blankets, Blake could revel in seeing two naked forms at once. The masculine firm body of her boyfriend, and the soft, fading curves of her old girlfriend. And they were hers to command.
"Oooh," she said playfully, rubbing her hands together as she took in their forms. Yang wasn't aroused the way Sun was, but she knew from experience that could happen fairly quickly. "Okay. What should I ask you to do first?" The answer was simple once she thought about it. "How about a little kiss? Just a little one."
Both seemed to shrug simultaneously. A kiss was the best way for them to get acquainted before anything extreme. Both leaned in from their positions, until two pairs of lips mashed into each other. Just as Blake asked, her two blondes were slowly kissing on the lips, both beginning to open their mouths slowly to intensify it further.
Blake felt her face heating up yet again the longer things went on. They were really kissing; they didn't even squirm or back down. Had they done it before? Behind her back? No, they wouldn't; she had been honest with them, so there was no reason for them to lie to her. And she wanted to join in, but now was not the time. They had said she should command them to do things to each other for a while before jumping in herself, so she tried to think of something else while she watched.
Before the kiss got too deep, the two parted their lips at last. It could be seen that they'd obviously gotten into it by the string of saliva that ran from both of their lips when they parted, soon breaking once they got far enough apart. Whilst Sun caught his breath for a moment, Yang gradually turned back, smirking to Blake. "Anything else?"
"Yeah." When they just sat looking at her for a moment, she realized: "O-oh, you want ME to tell you something! Right, okay, um… Yang, can you tease Sun's nipples?" Her expression was sheepish; it was the only thing she could think of, aside from Yang's earlier anal comment. That would have been a bit much so early on.
"You heard her, Monkey boy," Yang teased, shuffling herself further forward toward Sun again. But as she held his arms to support herself before she went in, she had to quickly turn back to Blake to check. "Oh, are you okay with me using my tongue? Both of you?"
"I'm fine with that," Sun assured her, also looking toward Blake with a half-lidded expression. "What about you, babe?"
"That was the idea," Blake said with a little smile. She didn't spend a lot of time toying with Sun's little peaks, but the few times she had, they had been a sensitive spot for him. She had mostly decided to leave them alone since then, not wanting to push him too far… but now that the two of them had concocted this scheme, how could she resist?
Now that she was assured, Yang did as she was asked. She leant right in toward his chest, taking one of his peaks between her lips first with a kiss. A kiss that gradually evolved into her licking and lapping at it. Each flick of her tongue had an expected reaction from Sun; he threw his head back to pant needily. It seemed Sun enjoyed this more than he'd let on in the past before - that, or he was exaggerating it for Blake's benefit.
Either way, it was working. All too early for her own liking, Blake found her body already responding. Hearing him so unhinged was like a sweet wine coiling in her stomach. Perhaps she would have to treat Sun that way a little more often… but they had other matters to attend.
"Okay, keep going," she commanded them. "But Yang… I want you to pinch your own a little while you do it." That had potential for fun. Besides, she wanted to test them with easier things before she asked them to move on to anything involving the length dangling between Yang's legs, or the one sticking straight up from between Sun's.
"Hey, that's a good one," Sun agreed. Both of them seemed very willing to agree this evening, it was almost strange. But when it was commands to please, who could blame them?
And Yang agreed. As she took a peak back into her mouth, she began to stimulate and pleasure her own chest, letting out a moan of her own right against Sun's nipple with each light lick. And as she assumed Blake wanted, she could feel her sex starting to respond. Nothing all too major, but just enough for Yang's head to begin to peek from its little protective hood.
Blake had to bite her own lip to keep from moaning herself. This hadn't been something she was interested in, watching two other people stimulate each other; it felt dirty, voyeuristic. Because it was. How could she be enjoying such a thing? Because they were both her lovers. That was no doubt a significant factor, both of them were sleeping with her the past few weeks. Although not in the presence of each other, it was a dark fantasy to watch the two engage with each other rather than Blake alone. And they seemed to be enjoying it, given the moans Sun let out, and the few moans that Yang made against his chest. That continued for a while longer, until Yang eventually parted herself from his chest.
And instead, looked downward. She could see that Sun's sex below was hard, much more than her own. He was ready to do far more, and Yang wasn't getting too far behind. However, an idea came to her first.
"Hey Blake?" she asked. "Should I give him a little kiss?"
Noticing her line of sight, Blake smiled gently. "You read my mind. But, um, only if you want to."
Of course she did. Every command Blake gave tonight was eagerly obeyed. She bent down to kiss the sensitive little head, taking care to be gentle. That wasn't enough though. She delivered yet more kisses down its length, each causing a moan from Sun as he threw his head back with joy.
With a grin, Blake finally managed to make herself speak up more. "Didn't think he'd have much problem with that one. He likes it well enough when I do it for him." She was tempted to join in at that point, but it still felt too soon. Letting her lovers play with each other was a special treat, and one they had concocted purely for her. Might as well let them get on with it for a bit longer.
"Mmmfff… surprised you're not… making me kiss her." Sun was trying to keep himself distracted, though that was rather difficult when there were soft lips gracing his member. When Blake looked questioningly, he clarified. "You always did tease me about me liking her dick and all. Would have thought you'd- oh!- you'd want me… to kiss hers."
"Yeah, but… well, if you want to…" Clearing her throat, she went on with a little guilty fidget, "I just figured you wouldn't want me telling you to, but if you're seriously okay with it… then yeah. Show me how much you love Yang's dick."
"I think that’s why you asked, Sunny Boy. You don't have to keep it a secret." But finally from below, Yang backed away, leaving it with one final kiss before she leant back herself. Yang's own member was swelling. In fact, when Sun looked down toward it instead, he sighed in annoyance.
"For fuck sake, you're gonna be bigger than me."
But Yang could only laugh. "Damn right! Now get down there and do what your girlfriend asked."
Rolling his eyes, he obeyed. Leaning over just as Yang had before, he first gave a single kiss to the head, before he gently cupped it to kiss down the length. A length which was getting harder and harder by the minute.
A sigh fell from Blake's lips as she watched her boyfriend do something he likely considered humiliating. After he had gone on a few more times, she said, "How is it? I mean… do you like it?"
"Hmm… she's kinda… salty," he commented, giving a few extra kisses to her underside instead, no doubt giving an exceptional display to his audience. Yang bit her lip. She had to do something to hold back; she was enjoying this too much. But each kiss really was awakening her, bringing it to its full length before them both. Now Blake could see quite clearly the erect members of both available parties to her, both pleasing each other by her command.
By that point, Blake couldn't help herself. She was rubbing at the inside of her thigh as she watched the scene unfold, enjoying the experience but trying to ignore how much she was enjoying it. What a filthy mind she had! Not only that, but just having the pleasure of seeing her two favorite cocks standing at attention in the same room was a delightful fringe benefit.
"Yeah," she finally goaded him. "Now… more. Take it in your mouth."
"Hmm?!"
"You heard her!" Without even giving him an adjustment period, she held the back of his head when he next kissed her head, pushing him further against her until it did just as Blake asked, pushed the member into his mouth. Although wide eyed and shocked at the sudden move, he did nothing to fight it. In fact…
He tightened his lips around her, dipping his head up and down against the member. He actually began to go down on Yang.
"Ooh…" But after a second of thoroughly relishing the sight, Blake managed to say, "O-okay, Yang, but you shouldn't force him like that. Not if… if this is all voluntary. Right?"
When a moan fell from her lips, Yang began to pet his hair as he continued, encouraging more of that action. For someone who'd never done this to another man, or even a special woman like Yang, he was certainly doing a good job. Enough for Yang to look Blake's way again. "F-from the feel of this… he loves it…"
"He does, huh?" Sitting forward a little more, she whispered to him, "Do you love that thick cock in your mouth, Sun?"
His cheeks seemed to flush red when asked that question, but he nodded. In fact, he even tilted his head so that when he dipped down again, the head was hitting said cheek, making it bulge out for Blake's viewing pleasure.
Which it definitely gave her. Watching this unfold was like a personal porno; even though she hadn't been too interested in that kind of thing, she had to imagine it was a lesser version of what was going on right in front of her. Licking her lips, she finally reached in to participate the slightest amount.
"I want you to really, REALLY like sucking cock," Blake intoned as she began to stroke Sun's, hoping it would tie the two sensations together for her boyfriend.
It was a mixture of Sun's general actions and a moan of his own that were making Yang moan again. It was all such a pleasurable mix! He was getting pleasured while Yang was, making each vibration echo through her member, filling Yang with more joy. If this kept up, she didn't know how much longer she could last… Perhaps she could suggest an idea though.
"Yeah… That's right… Get it n-nice and wet. Then maybe Blake really will want me to fuck you."
There it was again: Yang's idea that she should open Sun to a whole new world of possibilities. It was very tempting… but was he really ready for that? Joking about it and actually letting a cock pass through such a tight little space were very different matters.
But Blake had an idea. A way she could test him, see if he was amenable to that or if he would probably balk; she didn't even want Yang to tease him about it too much if he wasn't ready to be deflowered. So as she stroked, she began to edge around behind Sun, delicately using her other hand to encourage him to get up on all fours more. Never did she stop stroking his rock-hard arousal. Then, to show her intentions, she left a little kiss on one of his firm hind cheeks.
And it prompted another hum of delight. Thankfully for them both, he'd closed his eyes as he continued to bob up and down on Yang's member, rendering him blind to what Blake was doing. That way she'd get his most honest reaction, and not just a 'brave face'.
But Yang could see it. And in response, she let the back of Sun's head go to see what he'd do. After all, she had herself to worry about if they were going to be doing that.
As Blake moved closer and closer to the center, she continued to caress his length, moving at a casual but deliberate pace. She looked down and watched his sack shifting from her efforts, smiling slightly at the pleasant sight. He was so strong, so masculine - and he let her do that to him. Let her command him to suck a woman's cock.
Smiling at that comforting truth, she then pressed her tongue up against the tight ring of muscle, so easily exposed to the air by his position.
"Hmm!!!"
Thankfully, it didn't seem an all too negative response. Not one bit. In fact his own moan against Yang's length ended up being echoed out of Yang's mouth, thanks to the vibrations it caused. And when Blake didn't stop, neither did Sun. And in turn, neither did Yang. Anything she'd do to him was also helping Yang along to her own finish. It looked like they wouldn't even quite make it to any further anal hijinks. She could feel how close he was by the motion of his hips, and throbbing within her hand. Yang sounded like she didn't have much further to go, either.
So Blake went all-in. Stroking harder than ever, she wormed her tongue up against the dark, tightly-clenched opening, as if she truly adored the taste and sensation more than life itself. If he was going to finish early, it would be as spectacular and overwhelming as she could make it.
And around her tongue, she could feel the muscles beginning to relax. He was opening up! He really did want this!
But as she thought, it was short lived. He did manage to finish early - and even worse, it was an embarrassingly large amount. He'd managed to spurt onto one of Yang's nearby feet as he moaned against her member even further, something that Yang didn't notice thanks to her own orgasm! She couldn't resist when he was constantly moaning around it, and from Sun's strangled mumbling, anyone was able to tell that she released what she had straight into the back of his throat.
Blake smiled to hear him make such uncomfortable noises; he'd really enjoyed everything more than expected, and so had Yang. Otherwise, he wouldn't have a mouthful of cum. Releasing both his length and rearing her head back from his ass, she began to pet up and down his thigh, hoping to soothe him as he struggled to swallow. She knew from her first few times trying it that it wasn't always easy to do. Every little bit of encouragement would help.
As he backed off from the member below, some of that essence dribbled down his chin. While the taste wasn't terribly bad, it was enough to make him shut his eyes tightly at the thought of even trying to swallow. But eventually he did, shuddering in a slight disgust afterward.
"Geez… A little warning would have been nice."
"Hey, you jizzed on my foot, dude!" Yang gestured to said foot, which was indeed coated in a small layer of white fluid. It really had been an embarrassingly large amount. Still, she quickly grabbed a few tissues ready for cleaning.
Until Blake stopped her. "Wait…" Taking her hand off Yang's wrist shyly, she whispered, "I can get it." Leaning down toward it, she paused to glance back up at the foot's owner. "Unless… that's not okay?"
"…Are you gonna do that kitten thing again?" But it seemed from the leaning that she was. That tended to be what she called any licking Blake did on her these days, a casual reminder of the past. But when no response came, she seemed to roll her eyes. "Go ahead. Honestly, I'm surprised you ain't actually a cat, you know."
"Maybe I am," she purred up at Yang as her tongue slid out and flicked against her toe. Initially, she had just intended to clean her off with the tissues and give it a few kisses along the way, but Yang's teasing prompted her to clean it entirely with her tongue. A little moan escaped her as she began the task, working her way down the big toe to the sole.
Too late, however, Blake remembered Sun was still there. She glanced up at him fearfully; would he think this too strange, too disgusting? But instead, he ended up blinking, looking down in confusion. But there was no sign of disgust. In fact, he just smirked while Yang flexed her toes a moment in response to the tongue’s movements. Everything really was going according to Blake's plan.
"Well, well… Someone's eager tonight," Yang purred down at her.
Feeling her cheeks warm from the attention, Blake forced herself to keep going. The few times she had kissed Yang's feet before hadn't been so bad; in fact, she kind of liked the idea of paying attention to an area so typically ignored. Though that usually took the form of massages. Still, this was a new level of this for her.
"Hmm, good girl," Yang commented, wriggling her toes one more time while her tongue got between them. Although when she lapped again, Yang ended up chuckling and twitching her foot, grasping the sheets tight a moment. "H-hey! That tickles! Quit it!"
"Hold still, I'm almost done," Blake laughed, giving a last few licks. Then she held out her hand for the tissues. "Alright, alright, I won't leave you all spit-covered."
"Well, I’m glad you don't wanna leave my foot all sticky, at least." She then smirked as she looked to her member again. Most surprisingly, for having finished, it hadn't lost an ounce of steam. It was still at full length, wet from Sun's earlier efforts and ready to go again. Maybe she would be taking Sun after all.
When Blake spied that as she finished wiping Yang clear, she smirked up at her. "Ooh, maybe my blonde bombshell likes her toes touched more than she lets on." One hand reached over and pressed against the head, teasing it very lightly.
As expected, it was wet to the touch. Sun had done a good job of getting it graciously wet with his mouth, and with a mixture of her own fluid was just the ticket. Biting her lip, she looked between both Blake and Sun, half-closing her eyes again. "Careful… Or I'll have no boner left for Sun at this rate…"
Blinking a few times, she then laid a hand on Yang's thigh, petting that instead. "You're really thinking about it? Fucking him?" She turned in his direction next. "And you'll let it happen? Wow…"
"You were always teasing me about it. How else am I gonna please you?" Sun asked, already leaning to one side on the bed so he could be ready for whatever they wanted to do. And Yang smiled back at him, shrugging her shoulders.
"Hey, makes a change me being the one to fuck the guy, if you really want me to."
Blake felt even more flustered. She glanced between Sun's softened cock, laying there so innocently, and the rock-hard rod in Yang's lap. The idea was like a drug; she didn't want them to do it if they weren't comfortable, but if they were…
"Okay, Monkey Boy," Blake uttered gently, crooking her finger and beckoning him closer. "Are you ready to be the bottom?"
Her boyfriend nodded. "Yep. Where do you want me?"
"Edge of the bed." Yang herself was crawling back off the bed to walk around to stand at the end. At least in that position, it would give Sun a decent space to sprawl out, and Blake the space to comfort and tease him as things went on. Blake helped encourage him over to the edge with gentle hands, caressing his thighs as she positioned him close to the edge. She was more than willing to hold his legs up and help in that small way. However, as Yang approached again, she smiled wickedly.
"Hey… c’mere, I want to try something." To illustrate her point, she patted Sun's inner thigh.
"Oh lord…" Swallowing, Sun looked down his body as Yang did as asked. She walked right up to him, allowing her hips to even hit his backside teasingly. Such an action had him gasping when he felt the wet member 'hotdog' between his cheeks.
But Blake had other plans. The wicked gleam hadn't left her eye from the moment she had last spoken. Reaching down, she pulled Yang's cock up a bit more, grasping Sun's softer one and pushing them up against each other.
"Oh, great. Rub in that I'm smaller even more…"
But in response to Sun's grumbling, Yang just giggled again. Reaching to hold them both together, she smirked rather eagerly. "Hey, they're both decent size, and both here to please Blake. That's what matters right now, Monkey Boy."
"Exactly." Leaning down, Blake widened her mouth as much as she could and took them both in. Likely she wouldn't have been able to if Sun was as rock-hard as he'd been before finishing, or it would have been more difficult, at the absolute least. In the present, she was just able to manage the feat.
"F-fuhhhck!"
Both of them moaned the instant the two cocks were taken into her mouth, the mingling friction from each other plus the warmth of Blake's mouth would be plenty to bring Sun back to full steam; and to keep Yang hard and ready. Both found themselves rather impressed that Blake could handle the both of them with such ease, but it was no trouble for the raven-haired woman. Of course, there was no possible way she could deep throat both of them, but merely taking them into her mouth was doable, and fun besides. Lathering her tongue all over the surfaces as best she could, she began to bob up and down very slightly, reaching down to fondle the two sacks hanging below with her eager hand.
"Blake! A-Ahh…" Yang moaned particularly loudly. Her member was particularly sensitive now that it had finished once and remained the same height. But when she saw Sun trying to look down at them both, she bit her lips to keep her own moans back.
Sun, however, let loose. He couldn't resist moaning his own, quieter moans into the air, even if they were just louder gasps of breath. It didn't take long to reawaken his member at all, but even now he could feel it would be in for a wild night. Soon after, Blake reclined away again and grinned up at Yang. She was practically purring as she gripped Sun's cock - and only Sun's.
"I think he's ready if you are," she murmured, holding both cock and sack up and out of their friend's way.
"Sweet. I think your tongue got him wet enough." Pulling up Sun's legs to rest them on her shoulders, she held herself steady. Even for such little attention they seemed to get, it appeared to be more than enough for them both to be ready.
The rest of Yang's progress could be seen through Sun's facial expression. At first, he seemed to frown when he felt Yang move forward, pressed against his tight, but still-wet entrance. But in a few seconds, it seemed to loosen as his top seemed to slide further forward, until he eventually gasped.
Yang was inside.
"Wow, that was… easy." Her eyes blinked several times as she stared down at the cock halfway inside of her boyfriend. "It took a lot more patience and, uh, adjustment when I first let you fuck me there, Yang."
"Well… Maybe he's been ready for it for a while." While Yang was teasing, she held onto his legs a little firmer, using them to support herself as she began to slide further inside. And such a thing only made him gasp even louder, grasping at the bedsheets tighter when he felt Yang's rather large member slide inside him all the way. And when her hips met his rear, he closed his eyes tightly, quietly moaning.
"Hnn… I-It feels… good…"
A low moan sounded from Blake as she watched him being entered, listened to his reactions. "It does? You… like this?" Her hand fell to caressing his stomach gently, not wanting to tease anymore given that he was already experiencing something so unusual for him.
Shuffling his hips slightly caused another unexpected reaction for him. He felt himself tighten around the member inside him, and thus ended up moaning again. "Oooh! It's… It's big! A-And… kinda soft, but hard… It does feel… f-feel…" He could barely even put his words together anymore, but judging by the odd quivering of joy, it was good.
"Soft?!" Though not truly offended, Yang certainly wasn't going to take that. If not for Blake sat right beside him, she might have quickly thrust to teach him a lesson. Instead however, she scowled. "You're lucky you're a virgin, or else I might have taught you who's really soft here…"
"Careful with my boyfriend," Blake warned her, reaching over with her other hand to swat across Yang's ass lightly. "Or I might decide I need to fuck you while you're fucking him."
"You know full well I'd enjoy that," she teased. But, as Blake asked, she was gentle from then on. She kept supporting his legs while she slowly slid herself out again, listening to his quiet moan as she did so. And once almost out again…
She slid herself back in at twice the speed, feeling her hips impact his with a light SLAP!
"OH!" Right away he was back to gripping the sheets again. Such a huge presence he had to get used to there! But one he loved and savored, especially when he felt Yang getting ready to do it again. It was a strange, filling sensation, but not one to be ignored. He enjoyed each second. Especially the taboo factor that his girlfriend was watching it happen.
After a few firmer thrusts, Blake began to rub Yang's hind end. Just the nearest cheek. At first, she hadn't even truthfully considered such a thing; she most wanted to sit back and watch the show. But why not? What was stopping them from enjoying everything that was open to them in that moment?
And the louder Sun was beginning to moan, the more Yang began to smirk. While she was feeling a lot of pleasure in herself each time her member slid between his firm cheeks, there was a greater feeling of joy in the role reversal of their situation. She had often been the one to just lie and take it, and now the shoe was well and truly on the other foot. One particularly hard thrust had her grinning down at him.
"Glad you like this, li'l man. Cause I'm kind of enjoying putting you in your place."
The dominant voice from Yang was interesting; Blake used to like it when she used that on her, back when they were "boyfriend and girlfriend". But hearing it applied to a man was a whole new realm of weirdness.
Still, she had something else she wanted to try. As Yang continued to thrust, she slid her hand around closer to where the two cheeks met, gripping more and more, kneading.
"Hnn…" Yang was rather obviously beginning to notice. It was getting rather difficult for her to keep that dominant attitude the more Blake began toying with her. Did Blake realize she was even doing that? Trying her best to ignore it, however, she kept up the thrusting's pace, listening to Sun pant and groan beneath her.
The hand only inched further and further in, until she had a finger almost to her destination. Her hand was still a little wet from holding Sun's cock that had been in her mouth, so she didn't expect for there to be much of a problem. Even so…
"Hey, Yang…" The finger slid in a little more, just enough to touch the outer skin of Yang's entrance. "Can you, um… multitask?"
That was enough to slow her movements right down. And was a very good question. "Pah!" She stopped for a moment to distract herself from thinking too deeply into it, thinking how much she really liked the idea… "Even if I could, you don't exactly have anything to put there."
"Don't I?" To illustrate her point, Blake pushed the finger a little harder against the puckered hole. Which caused Yang to shudder again, and Sun to moan when he felt her thrust a little more erratically than before. Everything was a chain reaction, a desperately taboo one. Which other couples could say they got to fuck their partner and ex at the same time?
"Hah, a finger? That's it?" she taunted, clenching her muscles against it. "Nice try, but that's even smaller than his dick."
"Don't be mean to Sun!" she hissed, pushing in a lot harder. She felt the tip of her finger slide in all the way up to her first knuckle.
"AAH!" Suddenly she groaned out, having to pause the slow thrusting into Sun to try and handle herself. This was crazy! Blake really was going to fuck her, and whether it was with her finger or not it was still more than she was used to enduring at once.
A factor which reminded Sun of something. Blake could use her finger, or she could be more creative. Becoming smug again at the possibility of revenge, he smirked. "Hey Blake… remember that friend you bought to try out on me? In the drawer?"
For a moment, the brunette's eyes went wide. Then she grinned in delight at his notion. "Ohhh… are you sure you don't mind Yang having the pleasure first?"
Yang’s confidence took a dip. "What? What thing is that? What are you guys not telling me?!"
But that only made Sun's smirk grow even more. Even with a cock buried deep between his cheeks, he could have the upper hand with his girlfriend's help. "Hey, somebody’s gotta break it in. Doesn’t have to be me."
"Fair." Sliding out of her position by Sun's hip, she used one hand to slap Yang's ass while the other withdrew from it rather suddenly. The little whimper she gave was fun and Blake had to resist a giggle.
Then she went to the drawer and collected a black implement bent into a curious shape, along with a small bottle of lube. Turning back, she flashed them all too briefly at Yang before walking behind her. Wide violet eyes caught a brief glimpse of the object. She didn't get to see properly what it was, but for definite she could tell it was something that was supposed to go inside her. Blake really could fuck her!
"What's that face for?" It was Sun's turn to tease this time. Managing to clench against the thickness inside him to try and entice a moan from her, he had to hold a moan of his own back when speaking again. "I thought… big girl like you… could handle that?"
"Don't worry," Blake whispered as she squatted down to get a proper look at the area, popping open the bottle with a thumb. "I'll make sure I take good care of you."
Then a tongue was prodding at her opening. Not a finger, or the implement; she was using her mouth again.
"Haaaah! Nnnnn… B-Blake…" It was becoming difficult to concentrate. A warmth around her member and a wet tongue poking against her rear were becoming too much for the poor girl to handle, especially when Sun was teasingly clenching against it to further her pleasure. Groaning out, she tried to shuffle her hips to focus.
But Blake didn't bother about it very long. Once the tight opening was moistened thoroughly, she pulled back and squeezed some lube into the unknown device. Within a few more seconds, something slick and wet was pushing right up against the entrance - something much thicker.
"Ssshhiiiit!" Already she could feel her muscle beginning to give way. No matter how much she would have loved to put up a struggle, she couldn't. Her body had other ideas, and was accepting of the large presence. And with a gasp of her own, she felt part of it slide in already. Everything was happening so fast and without a hitch.
"Well, don't just stand there," Blake teased her gently as she held it steady, letting Yang's body grow accustomed to the presence before she slid it in further. "Sun's waiting for you to finish pounding him."
Yang could barely concentrate. With how large the object was, and the warmth still around her, she practically could finish on the spot! But Sun would never let her live that down. And she couldn't have that. Eventually nodding, she grasped his legs again to thrust at a slower pace. No more snide remarks, no more smug looks. Already, even with a tiny amount, she was put back in her place.
And Blake wasn't done. At first, she moved the cock with Yang, so that it stayed in the same position. Then, little by little, she began to brace her hand when Yang pulled back from Sun's hips, so that the implement sank a bit deeper each time. Only a fraction of an inch, but slowly working it into her. All the while, Yang's breath was beginning to pick up even further. With each thrust, she got deeper inside with an added bonus. This particular shape was perfect for her, she could already feel it getting closer and closer to her special spot inside, the one that always had her weak at the knees. A few more thrusts and she'd easily be there.
Biting her lip, she increased her speed against Sun's rear end. Such a move had him moaning even louder in surprise. The poor man had no choice but to weather the treatment, and enjoy each moment Yang slid in and out of his tight entrance.
Truth be told, Blake could feel herself getting comparably wet from listening to the two of them together, from watching Yang's strong back as she kept her pace high. But she had a job to do. Finally, she was able to slide the implement inward until it pressed right up against the round, pulpy mass she knew to be living in there. The one that would bowl her ex over with pleasure.
And it didn't take much longer at all. Now that it was hitting her prostate over and over again, she was getting closer at a much higher pace. Over and over she thrust into Sun, feeling her legs twitch and shudder along with her stomach tightening. But if she gave in now, she knew that neither of them would let her live it down. So she continued to press on.
Sun, however, was doomed. After so long of having a tight opening pounded, he finally felt his own orgasm speeding through. The member twitched and throbbed as he spurted white seed over his chest, rear muscles clamping even harder on the invading force as he screamed out. But Yang had to keep going. And he'd weather a little longer until then. No doubt the involuntary clamping down was also helping bring Yang off while he remained a sleeve for her cock.
Having heard his moans, Blake leaned around to observe the mess he'd made all over himself. With a smile, she whispered, "Ooh, so it looks like he enjoyed being fucked even more than I expected! Good boy… likes that hot ladydick right in his ass." Reaching around Yang's hips, she took a handful of his soft sack and squeezed; not hard, but just enough so that it could be felt.
"Hah! G-g…. God, Blake! You don't have to rub it in!"
But the treatment wasn't over yet. Yang was still trying to finish herself off, still thrusting deep into Sun's backside over and over to end her own session. But she couldn't quite get there, not before Sun would complain it was getting too much. Still, that didn't stop her closing her eyes tightly and crying, "Sh-shit, guys! I'm so… so… close!!!"
There was the green light. Without waiting for her to say anything else, Blake reached back with her thumb and pushed in the button on the handle. Instantly, a quiet buzzing filled the air.
"OH!" That was finally what Yang needed. Though for Blake and Sun it was barely audible, for Yang it was intense. Right against the pulpy mass, there were constant, intense vibrations sending blinding pleasure rippling up her body. She moaned out loudly again, thrusting herself deep into Sun one final time as she finished off. She felt her own member throbbing hard, releasing its liquid deep within him.
Judging by the sudden gasp of Sun, however, it didn't seem all too objected. Just strange. It encouraged another shudder as he came down from his own finish two minutes ago, but nothing more. All that was left was for Yang's high to end.
And as Yang continued to shake and groan, Blake ground the tip of the toy deep inside her ass back and forth slightly, hoping to deliver as much pleasure as she could to every inch of her inner spot. All while still playing with Sun's sack, her gentle touch twisting and fondling. When she felt Yang begin to relax, she lowered her hand to exchange one set of spheres for the other, hoping to help her ex-girlfriend's little aftershocks be the best they could.
It certainly helped. All the attention did. On occasion, she quivered and shuddered from the aftershocks, even more so when Sun shifted himself backwards and off her member. As she continued to massage, the implement still buzzing, she shifted up and pressed a kiss into Yang's ribcage. Then she asked, "Out?"
Quivering yet again, Yang rather quickly nodded. While it felt truly fantastic, it was becoming too much for her. She needed to be free of it. So Blake began to draw it out, vibrating as it still was. Before long, the bulbous tip was slipping free of the confines of Yang's hindquarters and into the open air once more, leaving a beautifully-widened hole.
"Ooh," Blake breathed, darting a fingertip inside. It didn't even touch the sides before she pulled it back out. "Really pried you open, apparently."
Panting rather heavily, Yang managed to nod very slowly. And once Sun was more or less out of the way, she allowed herself to fall forward, laying against the bed. She ended up laughing lightly, just all too pleased with how the sensation had felt inside her.
"Damn… Sun, when she uses that, you're gonna love it."
"He sure will." For the time being, however, she wrapped it in Yang's discarded towel and set it aside to be washed later. Talking of which… "Yang, don't forget to help clean him up."
"Huh?" Though when she managed to look up from lying face down against the bed, she looked to where Sun was sat up. Even with semen all over his chest, he was smirking. No doubt he was still smug for how Blake so easily had her yelling to the heavens. "Oh you've got to be kidding me…"
"You heard her. Get lickin', then we can see what we're doing next."
"Ugh…" Resigning to her fate, Yang shuffled further up the bed again. It was somewhat humiliating to be forced to do a chore for Blake and her boyfriend, but no doubt that was the whole point of the command. Once she was at Sun's side, she began to lick the spots at his chest, ending up shuddering again at the salty taste.
Returning to their sides, Blake watched with great interest. If Yang hadn't just been deep in Sun's ass, she might have taken her softened member in her mouth, just to tease her further. Instead, she decided to be kind, petting along her backside and the back of one thigh encouragingly.
"There, that's good. Almost done."
"Listen to this girl. Slipped into the role of our ‘mistress’ pretty easy." Although Yang was busy, Sun wasn't. And he was hard again and rearing to go. What on earth was with his and Yang's stamina to make them able to go over and over again tonight? It just couldn't be natural. "You're in the middle next."
"Yes, please." When Sun blinked, she grinned. "That sounds fantastic to me. I mean… I am nervous, because I've never done anything like this before, but I'm excited, too! You're both so hot, and dynamite in bed, and… girls have fantasies…"
Now that Yang was finally finished, she could shuffle back in the bed to give Blake the room to head in the middle. But the question was, what would they do with her? It seemed that just like Sun, Yang was also still full of steam. In fact, all she really needed to do was quickly clean that part of her and she could easily use it again.
But Sun, who began to rub a hand over her waist lazily, seemed to already be thinking of possibilities. "So, what's it gonna be? We could do all kinds of things… You have a lot for us to fill."
"Mmmm, so many options here." By that point, she was so chomping at the bit to have her urges relieved that she couldn't spare much concern for how slutty she sounded. "Maybe we should call your good friend Neptune; see if he's available to help get all of me filled."
"Holy shit, Blake. Didn’t think you’d like our little game this much." As Yang was off to collect some wipes to clean herself, Sun had his girlfriend all to himself for a moment, still rubbing her waist teasingly while he shuffled closer. Until she got back and they could both be in action, all he could do for a while was taunt. "You want us down there, huh? Me in the front, Yang in the back? Depends where you want a bigger cock and where you want a harder one."
Blake's head was spinning, too full of heat to be able to think rationally. "Well… what if we started out with you in my mouth?" She licked her lips in anticipation. "Then Yang can pound my little cunt, and then… you can move around behind me. I, um, think I could try taking you there."
By that point, her cheeks were flaming red. Was she really ready to try this? Yang had taken it easily enough, and so had Sun, but she'd never so much as tried a finger in there.
"Is that what you want? Us to bang you senseless?" It seemed an obvious question, but with how hard she was blushing, the answer was obvious. And now that Yang was returning, they could fulfill that request. "Then we'll do just that. Get on your hands and knees, kitten."
Purring deep in her throat, she did as she was told. Ordinarily, she wasn't into "taking orders", but in this case she would make an exception. Nuzzling at Sun's chest, she waited for him to present himself in a way that would make it easy for her to take him into her mouth.
For a moment, Sun just petted her hair. He enjoyed the moments when Blake was this needy, as rare as they were. He had to make the most of them. And he did so by making a fuss over her as he knelt upright, scratching her chin softly as though she were a kitten when his member aligned close to her face. All there for the taking. Her cheek nuzzled against him, feeling how wet and soft it felt, how warm. The scent of male climax was strong that close, but she loved it and she wanted more. It was so easy for her to begin kissing it, to show him that she loved his body. Because she did.
And by that time, Yang had climbed onto the bed behind her. It was odd how she knew exactly what the couple had in mind for her to do before it was even discussed. But she knew Blake all too well. Somehow she knew this would be what she wanted. But first thing was first, Sun was continuing to lightly scratch her chin, bringing the member close to her lips each time she kissed him, hoping to coax her into starting.
"C'mon, kitten. We're both waiting."
She let out a very cheeky "Meow!", one that would have been more comical if not for her taking his thick, salty head into her mouth a moment later.
"Hmm! G-Good girl…" From coming two times in a row, Sun's member was far more sensitive than usual. Even just slipping inside was enough to make him quiver with joy. He'd missed the wonderfully warm and wet sensation of her mouth.
And not too long after, Yang was rubbing her member between Blake's lips below, gathering the moisture she was utterly coated in. She was so ready for this after watching for so long. But how could she resist teasing a little while she was tending to Sun with her mouth? The teasing was fairly light thus far, so Blake merely found herself moaning as her tongue slid all over Sun's cock, worshipping and tasting and taunting. Until that moment, she hadn't realized just how much she was looking forward to doing something like this with the two of them.
But she was just about to feel how much they both loved it, as well. For the first time, Blake would feel two cocks inside her body as Yang pulled herself back, aligning her member with Blake's entrance and pushing forward. It was a rough thrust, but she knew she could handle it. And knew she wanted to. She'd been so patient, she deserved a little bit of harsh treatment if that’s what she desired.
"Mnhhhh!" she called out into Sun's skin as she was entered without any gentleness, any consideration. But she was used to the feelings of sex; it wasn't going to hurt her in the slightest. How had she not realized how wet she was? Yang slid in a lot easier than she expected, and it felt so good! Without meaning to, she began to roll her hips from side to side, experimenting with being filled from that angle.
Right away hands were gripping her sides, holding her still while a mildly paced thrusting began. Even with each movement of Blake's hips, it gave her more to feel, more areas of warmth to touch to make Yang moan. And Sun was beginning to fare just as well. Though it wasn't nearly as hard as Yang, he began to ease his hips back and forward, watching bit by bit as Blake widened her mouth to take him in, how he'd reach deeper each time.
Just like that, Blake found herself between two pairs of hips, a cock in each end. There was a term for that type of activity… a colourful one she had heard before. What was it again? Spitroasted. She was being spitroasted, and she was all for it. Never had she really minded giving blowjobs, but even more than that, the thought of doing it while being pounded in her sensitive sex was making it all the sweeter.
Already Yang was panting again. It was beginning to take its toll on her to be brought to a finish so many times, just like it was Sun; but they both knew they had their favorite woman to satisfy. And they would do just that, especially now that Sun was beginning to time his own thrusts just right, managing to synchronize them up with Yang's own while he slid in and out of her mouth. Just like she asked, him there, then possibly he could move to the back later.
There wasn't much else Blake could do other than weather the treatment; they were so big! Of course, Yang was the larger, but that in no way meant Sun was any slouch. Her entire body tingled from the combined pleasure, and she relented to simply being a sleeve for their cocks.
"Dude, she's loving it," Yang was able to say between her deep breaths. Even now there were a few moans escaping with her breaths as she thrust in and out. But judging by the muffled moaning she could hear Blake making against her boyfriend's member, it only encouraged her more.
"Yeah," Sun agreed, nodding back to Yang as he continued to pet Blake's hair all the more, gently scratching her scalp to encourage her further. So far, she was faring rather well, taking more of his member each time. "I'm trying to decide if… I should move to the back now, or if I can last twice…"
Unable to let them know in any other way, Blake reached around and held onto Sun's thigh. She wanted to remain where she was; waiting for him to move around to her rear entrance would take too long. Add into that her lingering anxiety about being penetrated there and she was more than happy to keep things as they were presently - that is, if her partners were.
"O-Oh… She's answered that for me!" He was happy with the current arrangement. So the fussing did not stop, he continued to pet her whilst he was thrusting, even managing to keep the pace as he felt his finish building.
Just as Yang's was. She had to grasp harder at Blake's side to power herself through it, but she'd make sure she managed. All the while, her moans were increasing in volume and pitch. A clear sign.
Though the woman in the middle wasn't quite there yet herself, she knew what had to be done. Carefully adjusting her one arm to support her body still, she raised the other to begin sliding one finger back and forth across her throbbing clit, groaning onto Sun's cock with mingling heat and relief. It was so good!
"Oh god, I'm so nearly there," Yang panted. So awestruck at her own pleasure, she barely even registered that Blake was having to do more to push herself above and beyond. She was too obsessed with her own tingles and sensations of joy with every thrust, knowing that soon, she'd have a third consecutive orgasm.
Just like Sun would. However, he did notice, and so sped up his own thrusting a little into her mouth. While it did nothing to physically affect her, he knew how she enjoyed to be treated roughly on these rare occasions, and was happy to oblige.
"Hmmmhh, hhh!!" she managed to grunt, rolling her hips into the motions both within and upon her sex. She didn't know when the orgasm would roll over her, but she knew it would be quite soon, and blisteringly strong.
"Hnnn! I-I c-can't, hah… can't last much longer!"
Yang heard the desperate pleas of Sun, who she could see was quivering and shuddering. He wouldn't be able to last another round, especially not to penetrate something as tight as Blake's rear. Quickly putting her thumb in her mouth and licking it with her tongue, she withdrew it and called, "If you can't… t-then I'll do it for you!"
On her final thrust into Blake's body as she swiftly achieved her own finish, it wasn't only the thick fluid of her throbbing cock that would enter Blake's body. The wettened thumb was pressed right against the slick skin of her rear end, having no problem at all it seemed entering a few millimeters.
That startled Blake beyond belief. How could Yang do something so shocking, so fast?! She wasn't given any time to prepare! On top of that, it was the first time she'd ever taken anything there! It was so…
So erotic. That action combined with all the other intense pleasures she was enjoying sent her straight into an orgasm the likes of which she'd never had before. It was hard for her to concentrate on letting Sun fuck her throat without gagging while everything else was going on, while her thighs were quivering, her inner walls clamping down on the thick cock within them and her other entrance wrapping itself around Yang's thumb. However, she managed as best she could, telling herself to relax and just breathe through her nose.
"Oh G-God! BLAKE!" Finally Sun was the last to finish, thrusting deep into her mouth while just as happened the other side, his own member throbbed and let loose even more seed for the evening, straight into her throat. How was Blake able to weather such harsh treatment so easily he'd never know, but he was certainly glad that from the quivers or her body, she was enjoying it.
Once Sun had finished pulsating in her throat, she drew back and off so she could gasp for breath, swallowing hard here and there to clear his remnants. Giving a blow job was fun, of course, but it was a lot of work - thirsty work. Licking her lips, she wiggled her hips from side to side.
"Doing okay back there, Dragon Girl?"
"Yeah…" She too was breathing heavily by that time. The tingling sensation remaining in her cock meant one thing, she was at her own limit for the night. Drawing herself out of Blake's body slowly, she winced when feeling the cold air hitting it again, biting her lip. "Hmm… that was good."
"It was." Sun agreed, giving another pat to Blake's hair gently. "Our Blake did so good… heck, we could leave it there if Neptune wasn't on his way."
Blake slumped to the side with a weak little laugh. "Yeah. It's… pretty crazy that we could go as many times as we di-"
Then her mind caught up to what Sun had said. Neptune? What about Neptune?
A knock on the door answered that question, which even more strangely, was on their bedroom door. But whoever it was didn't even wait for an answer. The door flung open, and sure enough, there was Sun's handsome, blue-haired friend: internationally famous singer, Neptune Vasilias.
"Well, well! Looks like you guys started the party without me!"
Despite being completely naked, Sun greeted his friend as if it was nothing, right away offering a fist bump. "Yo, man! I didn't think you'd come this soon!"
"I bet he's thinking the same thing." How could Yang let a pun like that slip by her? That seemed to be the only thing in their situation that made sense.
"I'm… what is he doing here?" Blake asked in sheer confusion, glancing between Sun's face and Neptune's. Of course, she had always thought of the pop star as attractive, but it wasn't quite in a sexual way; just an admiration for his physical features. But she had told Sun all that. Did he really invite Neptune over for anything other than a visit?
"You said before we started, invite him over. Then we can fill you up completely."
And that's when things suddenly took an even stranger turn. When did Neptune get naked? And why was he so suddenly hard as a rock and raring to go? When she looked back at Sun, it seemed he was exactly the same way, rock-hard as if he hadn't even come once this evening. A quick glance back at Yang - the same. There was absolutely no way on earth it was possible.
"Ohhhhkay," she began as they closed in on her, rigid lengths pressing into her hand, her thighs. "Whoa, that's- it's a little much, I'm- Neptune, I don't know you, I- STOP!"

This last word was shouted into a dark room. A room much darker than the one she had been in moments before. Sweat poured down Blake Belladonna’s temples as she gasped for breath, eyes wide and staring across at her dresser as she tried to let the sudden burst of adrenaline fade.
Little by little, the reality began to dawn on poor Blake: it was a dream. All of it, the whole thing had been nothing more than a conjuring of her subconscious. A very erotic one, yes, but still nothing that had actually happened. Since when had she acquired such a filthy mind?!
Rolling over, she checked to see if anyone else was there, and found Sun lying on his back. He did indeed have an erection; perhaps her arm had brushed it while sleeping, helping to inspire the dreams. Perhaps not. Either way, she decided to get up and go to the bathroom rather than focus on him or on her own brain.
But on the way back, she glanced at the stairwell and saw a light coming from downstairs. Yang couldn't possibly still be up, could she?
It was a thin, flickering light; one accompanied with the faded sounds of chatter, and an audience laughing. Sitcom reruns, no doubt. But why would Yang have been up at this time? Sure, she had been sleeping at strange hours as of late, and feeling awfully down-
Then everything clarified as the rest of her brain kicked in, returning more recent memories. Barely a few hours ago, the three had got back from hospital after Yang very nearly ended her own life. They'd asked her to sleep in the same bed with them, in the knowledge that being cuddled by two friends would possibly ease her shock and provide some creature comfort. No doubt that was also an additional trigger to the strange dream Blake had about them. At some point in the evening, Yang must have left, and moved downstairs instead.
Although at first that might have been something for Blake to fear, the sight wasn't as bad as the one she saw when she first got home with Sun. Yang was at least safe, laying across the sofa with her head rested against one of the arms, huddled in the same blanket they'd took with them in the car. She wasn't asleep, but whether or not she was truly awake was another story. Either way, there was no reaction to the slapstick comedy, or to hearing Blake's footsteps coming downstairs.
After she had stood there for nearly a minute, Blake finally chanced a whispered query. "Yang?"
That got a reaction. A very small flinch, but then an attempt to look behind to where her friend was standing. All that was whispered back was a brief "Hey." before she turned back toward the TV again, staring out blankly.
"What are we watching?" Blake asked as she sat on the floor next to the couch, so that her head was relatively close to Yang's.
"Friends. It's the only thing on at this time in the morning. This is the one where they have a pet chick and a duck." And for a brief moment, she continued to watch in silence a little longer. She knew the reason Blake came down wasn't to just watch TV with her. There had to be some reason she got up. Feeling guilty it was probably caused by her, she shrugged her shoulders under the blanket.
"Sorry, I couldn't sleep. Didn't go back to my room because…" For a moment she bowed her head. "Because it just makes me think about bad stuff."
"Yeah." There wasn't much more that needed to be said about it; that had been where she found her, after all. Blake had never tried to do what Yang did, but she could only imagine how haunting it would be to revisit the site where you nearly ended your own life.
Leaning over slightly, she let her head rest on Yang's arm through the blanket. Even as the episode was reaching its funniest part, Yang was paying no attention. She wanted to talk more about it, but at the same time, she didn't want to put Blake through any more torment. There had been way too much for one night. She could at least spare her friend further sadness by focusing on the positives. Which she did so as the commercials began.
"While you were asleep, I called her."
Amber eyes shifted to one side, in the direction of Yang's face. "You did? And… what did she say?"
"Well, I didn't mean to call her…" That part she needed to clarify. There was no point in making simple chance out to be some sort of valiant act to try and right herself again. "I was trying to call Ruby, but she was there. She must have had her phone while Ruby was out the room. I called, and… and she picked up."
"Yeah, and what did she say?" Blake wanted to move past the worry over why Yang had called, how it came about, and into the important part: the results.
Taking a deep breath in, Yang made more of an effort in these few minutes than she had managed to all week. She sat herself up, leaving room for Blake to also sit on the sofa and join her, should she so wish.
"First she told me she had no idea what Winter did, which I knew anyway. Then she just ended up apologizing. Not just on Winter's behalf, but for not guessing sooner. But it's not like that was her fault, not with all the shitty conditions Winter gave to make it seem as if I had just abandoned her."
Sighing, Blake pushed up and crawled onto the sofa next to her friend, nipping the blanket to cover both of them. After a few seconds, she added, "Okay, this is good. I mean… none of it's 'good', but it's progress, right?"
"I know she's on the same page as me and doesn't hate me. Which means the end to the occasional angry voicemail." But for a moment, she pulled the blanket a little closer in. "Then she tried to make me promise not to do it again."
"Good for her," Blake said evenly, unable to hold back her true feelings on that topic. "I think both of us would be very upset if you did."
She could already feel tears welling up again. She knew Blake was angry. She even knew from the messages she received that Ruby, her father, even her uncle was very upset to hear about it. She was so loved, and yet…
"I dunno if I can promise that yet." It was such a quiet whisper, muffled by the blanket. "I'm not strong enough to guarantee that yet. I promise I can try to be who I was again, because I don't want to be back in that place. I-I don't want to be back there. I-I don't… Don't want… t-to…"
Of course, Blake pulled her in for a hug straightaway. Hands running up and down her back, cradling the back of her head occasionally, she whispered, "Shhh. It's okay. You're fine, you're going to be fine. I'm right here."
The instant she did, Yang was crying again. It wasn't the desperate screams like those a few hours ago, at least. It was quiet, just a delayed reaction from the shock she'd been through the entire afternoon and evening. She rested her head right against Blake's chest, snuggling into it as she clutched the shoulder of her robe.
"T-Then… she said I-I'm better off without her." That seemed to force out a mixture of both a sob and a laugh. "That I'm better than her. Me, a mentally unstable trans girl, too good for a super star! I-I dunno what she's on, b-but it's stronger stuff than the grass we've been smoking."
"Don't reduce yourself to those things," Blake shushed her, kissing her hair and cradling her close. "Even if they are true, labels don't make you 'bad' and that's not everything you are. You're so, so much more!"
"Was," Yang corrected. But slowly, she found the strength to retract herself from Blake's chest. Instead, she sat by her again, leaning her head against her shoulder as she stared blankly toward the TV. Yet another tasteless commercial for California Beach Fest, as if she needed another reminder.
"I'm glad she doesn't hate me, and we can still be friends… But I'm not good for anyone right now. Especially not her." Swallowing again, she sighed. "Especially not you."
"Are you kidding? You think that this happening means you're not someone I want in my life anymore? That I don't still love…"
It had slipped out. She hadn't meant it exactly how it would sound, but she also hadn't been able to stop it from sounding that way. The raven-haired woman held perfectly still, bracing for a reaction from her friend. But there wasn't one. Yang remained on her friend's shoulder, remained staring outward blankly. The only visible reaction was when she closed her eyes, furrowing her brow.
"I kinda had a feeling you did, you know," she admitted, deeply sighing once more. "I knew there was something, deep down. And… there was something I felt, am still feeling now. First loves don't exactly vanish."
"They don't, not really." She couldn't bring herself to relax just yet. "I'm… I'm sorry, I tried to kind of let that go and just be your friend. And I definitely am that, too. But I'm always going to love you in some way or another, I guess."
"Same." How backwards they had done things. After four years of barely seeing or hearing one another, then a brief period of banging each other's brains out again, they were actually talking. They were finally resolving all the loose ends that were left behind.
"Blake, you were the first person who saw Yang. Metaphorically, and in the flesh. But you were also the first person who showed me that it is possible for me to be loved, as much as I can ever love someone. Even though it didn't last, and even though I think it would have destroyed everything if we tried… you're still a fucking huge part of my life. And that's never gonna change."
For a moment, she couldn’t utter a response. Then she finally managed to make her voice squeak out, "Good." Trying again, she kissed Yang's temple and whispered, "If I can say it… and if you know now the way I actually mean it…" She took a risk. "I love you."
She did. Their love was no longer in the form it had taken years ago, and it wasn’t the same type of way she loved Weiss, or how Blake loved Sun. It was a deep bond between them, one very rarely shared between ex-partners. A love she only really felt for one other person: her own sister. Finding a smile reappearing on her lips again, she kissed Blake's cheek, and snuggled further into her side again. She barely even felt the faint vibration of Blake's phone in her robe pocket.
"Love you, too. Thanks for saving my life."
"I will always save you when I can. I promise." Then she kissed her head again; she couldn't get enough of that, of reassuring both of them that they were both still there. "But… I'd much rather you be able to save yourself. That's the real finish line here."
As she took out her phone, she couldn't help but smile. Scary as everything had been, she was all too grateful that they had come through it alive and well, and that Yang was still with her. Still her friend. Then she glanced down at the screen to read the text:
We think we have a way to deal with Yang's funky mood, or even get her back with Weiss completely! Do you think you can get Yang to come to the Cali beach fest for Friday? Penny'll pay for any travel costs with her allowance, of course < 3
It was from Ruby, whose number Blake had saved just before they went to bed. It was a small precaution, but seemed to be a worthwhile one, especially if it offered a solution to this whole mess!
After a second or two, she texted back: Sounds good to me. What did u have in mind?
Well, Weiss gave us two unmarked backstage passes…
The discussion continued between Ruby and Blake for a small while, hatching a plan to catch both her and Weiss off guard. All apart from travel, it was a flawless plan. If they were both so close, there would be no way they could not end up talking again.
But even better, Yang was starting to settle down. Against Blake's shoulder, still wearing the contented smile, Yang could feel herself being able to sleep. Finally, it seemed like her broken friend could find her way back after all.
So Blake remained right where she was, gently reclining until they were laying on the couch with Yang on top of her, the blanket more or less over the two of them while the TV played softly in the background. All in all, she could think of worse places to be. Her feelings might remain conflicted, but her goal was not.
"We're gonna fix you and Weiss up again," she whispered to the blonde as she dozed gently. "I promise."

GOOD MORNING
[Stay tuned for "Black Tie"]
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