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Dustmas Cookies
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
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CHAPTER WARNINGS: making out, handjob, brief fellatio, facial, mild groin injury, cuddling.

=Chapter 3
After feeling that contact, Blake looked over at Ruby with wide eyes. And right away, she knew the girl was well aware of what she meant. There was something Blake had been hiding from her team from the very beginning, despite Weiss’s insistence they have no more secrets. But this was a secret she thought they had no right to either way.
"I’m sorry, Ruby. T-that's why I didn't want to be in my underwear… before. It would make it way too obvious, and Weiss would flip out, and… and I just don’t want to deal with that."
Part of Ruby wanted to run away screaming. Part of her wanted to reach down and grasp it, hold it, find out what one felt like. Neither one seemed smart, so she forced herself to ignore the spinning of her head and whisper, "I… yeah, I guess you wouldn't." Still her arm continued to press against the yielding stiffness.
"No one else knows. Not even Yang." Though she stopped herself there. Having to close her eyes to recall, she could remember an event back from the White Fang days. "Well, one person knows. But they were from a long time ago… and are dead to me now."
Slowly, Ruby began to move her arm backward, rubbing against it the entire way. Eventually, her fingertips would brush over the bulge in Blake's pyjamas if she didn’t stop. "I'm sorry, Blake, I… didn't mean to find out. It's a secret, isn't it?"
"No, this is my fault. My stupid fault for thinking we could actually- oh!"
The delicate touch of the younger woman was enough to silence her for a moment. Was Ruby aware of what she was doing? With that part of her being fully ready for its intended purpose, it was a lot more sensitive. Even the brushing of Ruby's fingers across it through the layers of fabric felt good. "Nnnnnhh…"
The reaction brought fresh heat to Ruby's cheeks as she slid her fingers over the surface, feeling how it bent the fabric, pulled it taut. Why did she so desperately want to grip it tightly? That still seemed out of the question. As it was, this small first step felt monumental.
"Can… I ask you a question?"
"Hmm?" She looked back up to the silver eyes again, her own half closed and rather hazy.
"Well… from what I learned in class, boys normally get, um, like this when they want to… do things, right?" Her voice was shaking so much she cleared it before speaking again. It didn't help. "S-so, is that… I mean, are you like this because w-we were…"
She didn't know how to respond. From the looks of Ruby's face, and the shakiness of her voice, she was nervous. And of course she would be; not only was she underage for drinking, like they had been, but she was still a year or two too young to be fooling around. If Blake were a few years older, it would have been outright illegal in Vale; luckily, it was just slightly immoral and frowned upon.
"S-sometimes kissing does this. Deep kissing, I mean."
"And we did do that…" Licking her lips, Ruby slowly began to ease her hand around the thick member, feeling it literally jump in her hand. Her entire body was blossoming with heat from simply holding it, knowing that it was against her palm. "You… you like me, in that way? Really, not just for a couple of kisses? It's okay, whichever one is the truth, I won't be mad…"
"O-ooohhhh!" Now she couldn't help but look down at what the younger girl was doing. Holding her sex in the palm of her hand. Even without movement, it was very pleasant to feel the warmness of body heat around it.
She couldn't lie to Ruby, not when everything was out in the open. "I-I do… But you're too young."
"Too young? For this, or for…" She couldn't quite give voice to it. Holding her breath, she began to ease around to Blake's side, to better see what she was touching. "Maybe. I don't even know how it works, or anything. Especially with you being a girl. But can I do this? I mean, does it hurt you?"
"N-no… it, um, feels great actually…" she confessed, the blush growing as each movement of Ruby's hand sent shivers up her spine. "I don't mean as in, you can't. I mean… I don't want either of us to get in trouble."
That did give Ruby pause. Both of them would be in trouble with Yang if this got out of hand, and Blake would be in even bigger trouble if anyone else found out. Couldn't they find some kind of compromise? "Neither do I, but… you're s-so ready, and I've never seen you like this, which must mean…"
It wasn't until Ruby's hand brushed up her length before she thought of some solution. They couldn't get into trouble if the actual act wasn't done, could they? There was nothing wrong with exploration, or so she thought. And that compelled her to grasp the hand before it could draw away. "D-don't stop…"
An electric shock rippled down Ruby's spine at the acceptance of her actions. This was going to happen. Never before had she touched this part of a boy – and the fact that this boy was actually a girl did little to soothe her own nerves about the situation. Nothing to lessen her excitement.
As she drew her hand down along the shaft through the layers of fabric, again she felt it twitch slightly; muted through the cloth, but still perfectly real. Scooting forward a bit more, she leaned down until her face was within several inches of the cloth, eyes wide as they attempted to take in the shape in the low, flickering light of the fireplace.
All the Faunus found she could do was watch. She was powerless to her own inebriated state, not to mention her constant thoughts and emotions toward what was happening. It shouldn't be right, but it felt so amazing for her to consider stopping her.
But when seeing how close she was getting to that part of her, even though it was out of sight, she had to ask, "W-What are you…?"
"Oh!" Ruby breathed, turning to look up at Blake. "I'm s-sorry, I'm just so fascinated. I've never seen one or touched one, it's… does it make you uncomfortable? I can back off a little if it does…"
"I… I don't mind," she confessed, but brought up her shoulders in fear. "I just… I don't wanna freak you out. The only other person I went this far with freaked…"
Shaking her head, her silver eyes looked up at Blake earnestly as she stroked faster. It wasn't intentional; she had been stroking already, and her desire to prove herself better than that other person in Blake's past made her subconsciously up the speed.
"I won't be like that! It's… yeah, I'm a little unsure of what the heck I’m doing, but I'm also really excited, okay?" Then she smiled awkwardly. "That didn't quite come out the way I meant it…"
"A-Oh!" She found herself trying to grasp at the carpet below. Having this done by another person felt amazing! She craved more and more. But there was only so much satisfaction to be gained with clothes on.
"Y-You promise?" she asked, placing one of her hands on the hem of her pyjama bottoms.
"Yes," Ruby breathed nervously. She hadn't been prepared for this development, for Blake showing her everything. But it made sense, didn't it? With everything they were doing, obviously it would feel better without the cloth in the way, wouldn't it?
Come to that, part of herself was beginning to respond to the adrenaline pumping through her veins, the feel of something firm in her hand… the memory of their lips meeting. But she couldn't contemplate that now. All she wanted was to please Blake. Therefore, her other hand went to the opposite side of the hem from where Blake's hand was, both of them on either side of the bulge.
"Together?"
"Yeah… okay." She closed her eyes, combining forces with her friend to pull the fabric down, enough to reveal the full length of her sex to her.
As Ruby could tell by feeling it before, Blake’s cock was firm and at full length. She really was craving the attention from her, but was petrified of her reaction. As Ruby's fingers curled around the smooth, slightly-darker skin, she marveled at the heat coming off of it in waves. Only once before had she even seen one before; it had been her father's when he was bathing, and it had been flaccid. Well over a decade had passed, and this was a completely different state for the organ. As she drew nearer, she was also struck by a certain pungent aroma emanating from it. At first, she didn't think she liked it, but the more she breathed it in, the more it enticed her in a way she hadn't expected.
Then she was touching it, gradually growing accustomed to the sensation, to how soft the skin itself was compared to the rigidity of the flesh beneath. "Is…" Clearing her throat, she tried to speak louder than the raspy whisper of the single word. "Is this okay?"
If anything, she was astounded at how easily Ruby was handling this. No squealing, no disgust. She almost seemed pleased to see it.
"I-it's more than okay…" She smiled, enjoying each moment.
Greatly pleased by the encouragement, Ruby fell to the task again. Blake didn't think she was doing a poor job? She didn't want her to stop, to leave her body alone and get out of the room? Surely this couldn't feel good, not with it being her first time touching one. However, so long as Blake didn't hate it…
Again, she began to pick up speed as her hand slid up and down the warm shaft, heart pounding in time with her strokes. The wine was still making her dizzy but as long as she was sitting down, it would pose little problem. Licking her lips, she leaned closer again to watch what was transpiring under her own power.
What was transpiring above her was another matter. There were continual moans of pleasure with each stroke of her length. Her cheeks heated up even further, forcing her length to twitch in her hand.
That pushed it slightly more against the underside. "Oh! Like that…" She begged, unable to help roll her hips forward into the hand.
"AH!" The movement did startle Ruby, but only slightly. Taking that to mean Blake wanted her to grip it more tightly, she did so, allowing her fingers to trail up and grip the underside of the head briefly before dragging down roughly, listening for any sounds that might mean Blake was in pain or did not enjoy the feeling.
It released another moan of joy, one of Blake's hands quickly reaching to grasp at the younger woman’s shoulders instead of the carpet. Was Ruby enjoying this as much as she was? Perhaps she could return the favour later. "M-more on the head… please. Oh gods, you're amazing…!"
"M-me? But I don't know what I'm doing!" Adjusting the placement of her arms, Ruby propped herself up awkwardly and tried stroking the shaft with one hand while the other traced its way around the base of the head. It certainly was a lot larger than she had expected, and that was even beyond expecting Blake to have one at all!
Even with Ruby's inexperience, it was all perfect. Every part of her that reacted most was getting attention, driving her higher and higher into her pleasure. How did someone so young have such a skill for this?! She could already feel herself getting close, but gritted her teeth to hold herself back.
However, there was a side effect to Ruby gliding her thumb and forefinger around the base of the bell end: the scent coming off of it only became stronger and stronger. So much so that it aroused Ruby's curiosity. If she enjoyed the smell so much…
"Blake? Can I… do something weird? You can tell me to stop if you don't like it."
There was no voice to tell her to stop. In fact, only a frantic nod among her moans. Heart pounding out of her chest, Ruby steeled herself for any reaction that may come, took a deep breath, and leaned down to press her tongue against the soft head.
Powerless to stop it, yet another moan escaped her, this time far louder then the previous ones. "R-Ruby!! You're-!" But she was getting closer and closer to her limit, and this time couldn't hold on. Not when a tongue was brushing against the head and a hand was pumping the length up and down. "I-it's… I'm gonna-a-ah…!"
The salty tang was somehow incredibly gratifying. Had it not been her friend, Ruby had a feeling the flavour would have been repulsive, yet in this situation alone it was not.
But Blake was saying something. "What was that?" She only pulled back enough so that she could speak, eyes still full of the undulating appendage in front of her face.
"H-AHHHHH!"
Unable to hold back, her grip on the carpet and the girl's shoulder tightened as she reached her climax. Beyond her control, her organ shot out a thick white fluid over and over as waves of pleasure rocked her entire frame. That wasn't what she wanted, and was what she had tried to warn Ruby of.
But once done, she panted heavily, eyes shut to compose herself. "Aah… Hah… I'm so sorry…"
Ruby couldn't answer. She was in shock. What hadn't landed on her hand was dripping from her cheek and forehead. Yes, Yang had once told her in vague terms how human reproduction worked, but apparently she hadn't quite grasped the details. That the member in her hand would send white, hot liquid up toward her face wasn't something she had been expecting.
It was only when Blake re-opened her eyes she realised what had happened. And that unfortunately, some of her fluid had ended up in the worst place possible.
"Oh FUCK! Ruby, I… sorry! Let me get it." Taking some tissues from the coffee table, she then went to get what was left off her cheeks and head, and then her hands. "I really am so, so sorry…"
"I… y-yeah." Ruby's words didn't really have anything to do with what Blake had said or what she was thinking; she was simply speechless. It hadn't felt at all bad, just surprising. The member in her hand was softening but was still partly solid. Was she supposed to let it go now?
Even once Blake had cleaned the hand around her member, she looked up to her friend. Of course, after that climax, her flesh was basically dead to the world. But the girl was still very interested. "Umm, Ruby?" she asked, placing her hand on top of hers to try and pry her off. "I-I'm kinda sensitive there at the moment."
"S-sorry!" she breathed, finally releasing Blake and drawing back in fear. "I… gosh, I'm sorry, did it hurt? The thing that it just did! That wasn't what I meant to do, I swear!"
"Hurt?" She couldn't help but chuckle at that remark, pulling the bottoms of her pyjamas back up again so she was hidden once more. "No, absolutely not. That felt amazing . It just gets a little achy afterward for a while."
"Oh, okay, I… okay." Finally, Ruby began to force herself to calm down, taking deep, slow breaths as she thought through the events. She herself was definitely fine, thought slightly rattled. Blake looked fine; in fact, better than fine. She looked all glowy and satisfied, a few droplets of sweat on her temple the only betrayal that she had recently exerted herself. With that evidence in front of her, she chanced a hesitant smile.
Which helped to soothe Blake’s nerves. "You… Do you want to… um…" Unsure of how to best ask, she had to pause. She desperately wanted to return the favour to her team mate, to satisfy her as much as she had just done so for herself. But that was too far at Ruby’s age! Instead, she thought of a better question to ask. "Do you want to kiss again?"
"Well… I kinda got your…" Gesturing to her face vaguely, Ruby mimed liquid spurting with her fingers. "Y'know? So, um, are you sure you still want to kiss me?"
"Oh, um… I got it." She chuckled nervously, fetching another tissue to clean the last amount off of her. There wasn't even a scream, or a remark of it being disgusting. But still… "I bet you think this is vile, huh?"
"Nope."
There were a couple of blinks of surprise, enough to make her pause the cleaning again. "R-really?"
"Nah." Ruby was definitely shaking with nervousness, but she was still smiling. "Okay, s-so it's nothing I've ever done before, and way different, but it's a good-different. I think. Maybe I need to think about it more, and later, when I'm not all drunkish." Then she caught Blake's wrist as it began to pull away with the tissue. "But either way, it's not 'vile' and I'm not mad or whatever about it, I just… wow, you really, really seemed to enjoy that!"
"You bet I did." The blush returned to her cheeks again, but she went back to cleaning the soft skin of Ruby's face again. This time a faint smile was across her lips. For the first time, she had been accepted for who she fully was. Ruby didn’t think she was disgusting at all.
She did wonder, however… did Ruby know what this feeling was like? Had she ever done the same thing to herself? "Do you… want to feel it, too?"
The younger girl's head cocked slightly to one side. "Feel what? Because I think I felt plenty for one night." Then her eyes went wide. "Did you mean feel the balls? Aren't there balls? Maybe you don't have them, since you're a girl… I don't know about this stuff." Laughing, she scratched the back of her head bashfully.
"No not that!" She laughed nervously, throwing the tissue away once Ruby was fully clean. "I mean… What it felt like for me, how much I enjoyed it. Do you want me to return the favour?"
"Oh, I… oh. But I don't have what you have. How can I…" Then she seemed to get what Blake meant at last. "Right. Um… that… wh-what are you offering to do, exactly?"
"Well, that depends…" She asked, leaning back in closer to the girl's face again, lips closing in on hers. But before they made contact… "Do you want to kiss again?"
Oddly enough, Ruby's face was now a lot rosier than it had been while stroking Blake's hardness. The proximity of lips to her lips made her heart speed back up. "P-please?"
With that, her lips reconnected with her leader’s. This time, it wasn't too long until she captured Ruby's top lip between hers, brushing her tongue delicately against it. Once more, her body weight shifted forward toward the girl, slowly pushing her backward onto the floor.
A tiny yelp of surprise flowed into Blake as Ruby felt the rug against her back through the thin material of her tank top, as breasts pushed down all over her own. The Faunus wasn't pulling any punches. Was it just that she felt compelled to "return the favour", or did she really, really like doing this so much that she became so very aggressive?
A hand ran upward into the mess of brown and red hair, another running down her sides. Ruby had a wonderful figure, one that she would gladly play around with all day if she was allowed. Wonderful curves, soft skin - not to mention how adorably short she was compared to herself.
And there was also another feature to her which her pyjamas brought on, one that was usually hidden behind her combat skirt; she had a wonderful backside. One which she eventually reached to when exploring her body.
The instant the hand passed over her rear end, Ruby's entire body tensed. Never before had she been touched this way. It was true that they were doing a lot of new things tonight, but it made her feel very, very different. Did she like it? Was it okay if she did? Again, heat began to prickle in the same area on her where she had given Blake pleasure, but she forced herself not to think about it. That was intimidating, trying to figure out what it meant. For now, she simply poured all of her effort into the kiss, wrapping her arms more fully around the firm, muscled back of her teammate.
The lips against hers parted a little more, tongue brushing against the top lip of her team mate, testing the waters to see if she would allow further contact. She didn't wish to push her further than what she wanted to do. If anything, they were just going to explore this together.
Ruby's lips also parted an instant later. This was real kissing, the kind that Yang had bragged to her about doing a year or two ago with someone she had never identified. And it was magical. The idea of a slithering tongue inside her mouth had sounded disgusting back then, but feeling it now, she craved more, and welcomed it inside with her own tongue, mewling quietly again while her hips began to twitch back and forth against another pair above hers.
The Faunus moaned once feeling the soft tongue encouraging her to enter her mouth, eagerly brushing against hers as their lips continued the heated battle against one another. But when she began to feel lips trying to push against hers, she knew that Ruby was ready. To confirm it further, the hand left her backside, slowly being brought around her hips, and then beginning to trail inward.
Shivering at the feeling of fingers on her inner thighs for the first time, Ruby's own hands clenched in Blake's hair and pyjama top. The wine wasn't letting her think about what was happening, wasn't letting her process it fully. It felt good, didn't it? Why was she worried about something feeling good?
The movements on her lips stopped for a moment, to allow the final test. Her hand began to rub against the softness she found between Ruby's legs, elated at how warm it was even beneath the fabric of her clothing. It wasn't anything she had ever felt before, or thought she ever would!
But she parted her lips from the girl's, leaving her a moment to catch her breath. "I won't go any further if you don't want me to… Just tell me to stop and I will."
It felt incredible. It felt terrifying. Her hips began to roll forward against the nimble fingers while her mouth tried to form a word, but only came up with, "Nnn…. nhhhh…"
"Is this okay?" Blake asked, the hand pushing up against her even more firmly, brushing up and downward into the softness with slight more speed.
"It… I…" Heat was building faster and faster, her eyes were watering. "Nn… n-NO!"
Suddenly, Ruby's leg spasmed and brought her knee up to defend herself out of instinct; Blake was overstimulating her, and she needed to curl in upon herself, recuperate for a few moments before she could handle things again.
Unfortunately, this action had an adverse side effect: the knee went directly into Blake's groin.
"UNH!" Right away, the woman's eyes were the size of dinner plates. Even from a rather light hit, her hands immediately went down to between her legs. Her whole body then flopped over to one side away from Ruby as she groaned in pain.
"OH MY GOD!" Ruby burst out as she rolled over, reaching out with a trembling hand. "Blake, I- ugh, I'm sorry, that wasn't what I meant to do! Are you okay?!"
"I… I'm fine." She lied, her own eyes struggling to open as she remained curled up in her ball. "I-it's all… G-good."
"Do you-" And despite the situation and her genuine feelings of remorse, the younger girl couldn't help but stifle a giggle. "Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?"
"Did you just-" Blake stopped herself, managing to force a small laugh of her own as the pain slowly began to wane. It was then that she remembered how Ruby was reacting to her. She was scared, and there were tears in her eyes. "I kinda… deserved that. Pushing too far."
"Yeah." Clearing her throat, she hurriedly continued, "Wait, no! Wh-what I meant to do was ask you to stop for a second, because it was getting to be too much, but for some reason my mouth wouldn't work so my body did the talking, and it was… I'm sorry, okay? I'm really super sorry I hurt you!"
"No no no, that's-!" But with another groan, she finally straightened her body out. Sure, she was still sensitive there, and in pain, but by now she could at least put it aside. Out of pressuring Ruby to go further than she was ready, or to be kicked in the crotch, what she received was the better option. "E-either way, it's fine. I didn't wanna push you like that, I’m sorry."
Smiling with just a touch of guilt lingering in her silver eyes, she bent down and kissed Blake's forehead. "Thing is, though… I was starting to like that. What you were doing."
"You were?" she asked, staring back up at the wonderful silver eyes above her. How could she have not noticed how beautiful Ruby was before? So many times, she had looked at her and thought she was cute, and sweet, and funny, but not how breathtakingly gorgeous her leader had always been.
"Maybe another time, we can do it again? When we're both sober?"
Her shoulder lifted shyly. "Umm… maybe we can?" Was her entire body blushing? It must be by now. "That s-seems smart." Then she poked Blake's hip, just close enough so her meaning was clear without touching the recently-damaged goods. "And we both know you had a great time."
"Y-yeah…" She chuckled, unable to help but feel self-conscious, shown obviously as she closed her legs against one another. But one matter at hand remained. "You know, isn't the tradition to spend the night with the person you were under Bristletoe with? So you wanna just… cuddle?"
Beaming down at her, Ruby didn't hesitate even an instant. "That sounds great! You want to, you sure? I can be kind of a cover-hog, but…" Then she looked around. "Here, or in my room? Oh wait, Weiss is in there…"
The sudden cheerful reply was a relief to her. At least there was no awkwardness after the mistake of pushing her so far. But then she looked around for a solution. "Maybe on the sofa? Can it fit us both?"
"Probably, if we squish together. Which was the plan, anyway." Luckily, there was always a blanket draped over the back of the couch – in this case, a colourful Dustmas quilt that Ruby's grandmother had made, which was always on display this time of year. They both got to hands and knees and climbed into the couch, Ruby squishing her back against Blake's front as she pulled the quilt over them.
It was a rather tight squeeze, but it didn't seem to affect Blake much. She rarely moved in her sleep anyway, so having another by her side made no difference. But she couldn't resist holding her arm around her, snuggling into the back of her head to get comfortable. "This okay?"
With a slight nod, Ruby held the arm against her stomach, delighting in the closeness. "Mmm…" Some part of her had been needing this for quite a while. Perhaps it was because at her age, she never got this sort of attention from her father or Yang anymore. It was for different reasons with Blake, but that made it no less beautiful.
Then she felt her feet brush against Blake's and snickered quietly. "Your toes are cold!"
She had a cruel idea. "What? These?" she asked, bringing one of her legs up to brush the freezing cold toes against the back of her leg.
Instantly, Ruby was shoving a wad of quilt in front of her mouth while she squealed, legs flailing almost enough to pitch her into the floor. When the intensity had dwindled, she turned to pant over her shoulder, "Stop it, we're supposed to be cuddling until we fall asleep!"
However, her radiant smile somewhat undermined her reprimand. The smile was mirrored on Blake's face as she merely leant forward, managing to kiss the girl's cheek. Then she finally got settled for the rest of the night, cuddling against the warmer girl by her side. This was something she hadn't felt in years. Not since her first partner.
"Goodnight, Ruby," she whispered.
"Night, Blakey. Merry Dustmas."
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Dustmas Cookies	By : RWBYRemnants Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 1312 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dustmas Cookies