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The Remnant Armada
By : DarkWolves
Category: +M through R > RWBY
Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.
Chapter List
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Contains: Yang x Winter (Snow Dragon), Bathroom Sex, Semi-public sex, Overprotective sisters, Mild Hate Sex, Breast Sucking, Fingering, Oral, Squirting, Nipple Teasing

Yang always knew that she would be the one to take Ruby on her first date. It was a rite of passage for all older siblings. They’d spent the last few days together picking out the perfect outfit, an understated red dress. They then set about doing her hair and adding just the little hint of blush to her cheeks.

But while Yang had expected to be the one to help Ruby on her date she would have never guessed that date would be with the SDC heiress Weiss Schnee. Weiss was dressed in an elegant dress of pale blue and whites, contrasting sharply with Rubys.

But even less likely for Weiss to be Rubys date would be for Weiss’s sister, Winter, to insist on coming along as a second chaperone. While Weiss may have protested at the thought of being treated like a child Ruby was happy just being with Weiss.

While Ruby and Weiss were a clear mass of contradictions the same could be said even more for their older siblings. While Yang wore a simple orange t-shirt, faded combats and trainers Winter looked as though she had just come from a productive day at the Vale Law Firm. Winter was dressed in a white shirt, black pencil skirt and smart flats. It seemed proper appearances had to be maintained even in her off-duty hours.

With Yang driving and the two lovebirds shyly holding hands in the backseat Winter sat across from Yang in the passenger seat. As an Atlas military specialist Yang thought of breaking the ice by asking for some advice from a fellow huntress. Winters reply to all but the most basic questions was merely to dismiss the request as ‘CLASSIFIED’.

Aside from that the rest of the car ride was conducted in muted silence until their arrival. The venue for their arranged date was the cinema in the centre of Vale, the consensus being that the latest romantic comedy was a safe bet for a first date.

Dropping Weiss and Ruby off in front Yang drove the car around the back of the cinema to the parking area. With Ruby and Weiss occupied for the next two hours that left Yang and Winter to decide how they were going to spend their time. Yang suggested that they see a film themselves, with Winter begrudgingly agreeing to the idea.

Heading into the cinema that was where the debate started on what they should see. Yang suggested some high-octane action nonsense while Winter insisted on a Mistral high art film about a poor farmer’s daughter which only played with subtitles. In the end a begrudging compromise was reached, a historical documentary on the history of the Kingdom of Vacuo.

Sitting through the first hour of the feature Yang could not help but feel as though she were reliving Remnant History class. She fully expected Professor Goodwitch to snap her awake with a sharp strike across the back of her head for falling asleep in class.

Even as lingering apathy began to overtake her Yang suddenly snapped awake as she felt something grasping at her hand. Yang looked down and saw a set of perfectly manicured fingers grasping hers tightly. Looking up, Yang suddenly discovered Winter on the verge of panic. Yang glanced over at the screen, the topic was about the settlers contending with the hostile wildlife native to Vacuo.

The scene detailed the life of the Vacuo Razorback, a massive reptile with razor claws, rows of sharp teeth and giant wings. The creature beat its broad wings with a thunderous report. The scene caused Winter to suddenly let loose with a sharp yelp of surprise, tightening her grip around Yangs hand. The beast let out a deep roar as it fended off attacks from a Faunus hunting party. Winter stifled a scream as she threw her arms around Yang, suddenly clutching the blonde woman for dear life. Yang could swear she heard a soft whimper.

Feeling a sudden pang of pity for her, Yang guided Winter discreetly away from their seats. Yang lead her into the privacy of the nearest ladies’ room. Winter released her hold over Yang, making several shaking steps towards the sink. Winter grasped the rim of the sink for support, taking deep breaths to sustain herself.

Yang crossed her arms as an indulgent smirk spread across her lips. “So, the Atlas military specialist is afraid of something after all”

“Do NOT tell anyone what you just saw” Winter attempted to sound controlling, even as she seemed on the very verge of panic.

“I won’t” Yang giggled, even as she could not resist the opportunity to tease her. “I promise I won’t tell anyone that Atlas’s finest is scared of a little movie monster”

“Shut up!” Winter shot back.

“It’s ok” Yang persisted teasingly. “I’m sure the Atlas military would be fine with you trading in that freshly starched uniform for a frilly pink skirt and-”

Winter abruptly wheeled around to face Yang, lashing out with a deep roar as her clenched fist made for an uncharacteristically uncoordinated attack. Yang managed to sidestep the attack, even as it passed too close for comfort. Winter lashed out with another attack as Yang found herself suddenly drawn into an impromptu brawl.

Winter was able to move fast, striking out at Yang quickly and with precision. Even without her Ember Celica Yang was a block on defence, concerned more with simply blocking the attacks rather than trying to avoid them outright. Yang countered Winters next strike and stepped around her to gain the upper hand. Utilising her superior strength Yang managed to wrestle Winter against the wall, pinning her hands tight against her shoulders. Winters haggered breath fought to sustain herself as she stared defiantly across at her captor.

Winter suddenly pressed herself forward to kiss Yangs puckered lips, the blonde taken aback by the sudden unexpected embrace. Yang quickly regained her footing, leaning forward into the kiss with Winter. Winter attempted to resist being overtaken by the reply. Winter grabbed Yang by her shoulders, trying to turn her around and draw her across the room.

Yang turned at the last moment to avoid being pinned against the opposite wall. The result was for both of them to slam their shoulders hard against the opposite wall. Yang withdrew Winter after her, the control of the situation being passed back and forth between the two of them again and again.

The two moved across the bathroom in some twisted parody of a romantic dance. Winter decided to play dirty, pressing Yang back and catching her foot behind Yangs heel. The move tipped Yang off her precarious balance as she stumbled backwards, something hard striking the back of her knees as she fell unceremoniously onto the toilet seat in the cubicle.

Winter followed her swiftly inside, closing and locking the stall door behind her. This simple act removed any lingering thought Yang may have had of escape. Winter approached Yang with a feral glint in her eyes, her hands shaking no longer from fear but from barely supressed elation.

Winter grasped the front of her pale white shirt, her quivering fingers working to undo the buttons holding the two halves together. Winter pulled her shirt apart, revealing the fine detailing of the white lace bra hidden underneath.

Winter hooked her fingers underneath the material of her bra, drawing the cups out of the way to reveal the swell of her ample bust. Winter reached out to grasp her hands around Yangs head, pulling her head forward to bury her face into Winters chest. Yang suddenly found an erect nipple pressed against her pursed lips. Winter let loose with a throaty moan of pleasure as Yang finally took the hint and opened her mouth to accept it.

Yangs full lips wrapped around the bulb of Winters erect nipple, sucking inquisitively on the delicate nub between her lips. Winter moaned appreciatively at the attention as Yang lashed her tongue back and forth across the very tip of the sensitive nub. Yang dared to bite down tenderly on Winters nipple, the white-haired beauties moan deepening at the teasing.

Winter pulled herself away from Yang, the blonde releasing the nipple with a wet pop. Winter reached down to grasp the hem of her skirt before bringing it up over the creamy white skin of her thighs. Winter drew the jet-black skirt around her waist to reveal her white lace underwear concealed underneath.

Winter stretched her hand down to grasp Yangs hand as she guided her between her legs, teasing her fingertips across the outer edge of Winters pussy. Yang pressed her fingers inside of her own volition, feeling Winters moist lips tightening around her at the unexpected intrusion.

Winters fingers circled tighter around Yangs as she urged her deeper, the specialists unwavering grip offering her little means for retreat. Yang curled her fingers inside of Winter, eliciting a sharp yelp of surprise inside of her. “That’s it, right there”

Winter urged Yang on. Yang responded by continuing to rub her fingertip across the edge of a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves again and again. Winter could feel her release fast approaching, one she could not afford to allow to slip from her control.

Winter pulled herself away from Yang, a wet pop emerging from Winters pussy as Yangs fingers slipped free. Winter turned herself around and bent over in front of Yang. Winter held her hand out to grasp Yangs arm and pull the blonde towards her.

Yang swiftly followed Winters urging, leaning in as her face followed the inevitable path towards Winters dripping pussy. Yang touched her lips to Winters pussy, the white-haired specialist howling in ecstasy at each ghostly pass of her lips. Winter reached back to grasp blindly at Yangs head, feeling the long locks of blonde hair pass seamlessly through her fingers.

Yang pressed deeper against Winters lips, her explorative tongue searching and teasing deeper inside of Winters pussy. Yangs lips encircled Winters bulging clit, sucking eagerly while the very tip of her tongue swished back and forth across the curved head. Yang grasped Winters ass in her hands, spreading her cheeks apart as she hungrily devoured Winters moist pussy.

“I’m goanna…” Winter moaned. “I’m goanna-”

Winters moan served as little warning before Winter let loose with a torrent of cum into Yangs open mouth. As the release took Yang by surprise some overflowed her mouth to dribble down her chin before she could wrest it under control. Yang swallowed the rest of Winters cum eagerly, feeling the warmth cascading down her throat.

Winter collapsed forwards, her hand braced against the door of the stall for support. Winter stumbled back on unsteady legs as she fell backwards into Yangs lap. The blonde reached up to grasp her arms to support her. Yang could feel Winters entire body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. One particularly energetic convulsion caused a sharp ejaculation of cum to spurt across the stall to splash against the far panel.

Until now Yang would have never pegged the buttoned up Atlesian specialist as a squirter. If such traits were hereditary Ruby was in for an enlightening evening. Winter sat panting in Yangs lap as she basked in the warm serenity of her release.

“So that’s what it takes to shake that unshakable composure of yours” Yang joked. “If I’d known that I might have offered to punch you a lot soon-”

Winter pulled herself up on unsteady feet, her sudden spark of resolve fighting to overcome the quivering of her legs. Winter knelt in front of Yang, reaching out to undo the top of the blonde’s cargo pants.

“I was wondering when you were goanna return the favour” Yang said with an eager grin.

“Shut up and enjoy it” Winter chided.

Winter worked the zip of Yangs trousers loose, drawing them down her athletic legs to reveal the close-fitting black boxer shorts underneath. Winter traced the tip of her finger between Yangs spread legs, feeling the soft material shift beneath her touch. Winter could feel the illicit thrill of the damp patch nestled against Yangs moist lips.

Winter hooked the tip of her fingers underneath the lip of Yangs shorts. Winter peeled them away from Yangs thighs, revealing the pink lips of her pussy hidden underneath. Winter pressed her face into Yangs pussy, eating her out with an efficiency that Yang could only describe as inhuman.

Yangs hands reached up to fondle her own chest, grasping blindly for the bottom of her top as she pulled the fabric up across her stomach. Yang grasped at her chest, feeling the erect nipple pressing against the palm of her hand. Yang eagerly teased her nipple, rolling the pert nub between her fingers.

Winter thrust her grasping fingers into Yangs pussy, tasting Yangs juices spilling over Winters tongue as she licked happily. Yang felt a sudden jolt pass through her as Winter caressed a particularly sensitive spot, causing Yang to pinch her nipple sharply.

Winter could feel Yangs lips beginning to tense around her fingers in anticipation. A moment passed before Yang let loose with a flurry of cum across Winters face as she orgasmed. The scale and intensity were enough to rival Winters own release.

As the stark wetness settled onto Winters face her moment of exhilaration swiftly passed. Along with it, the realisation of what they had just done together finally caught up with her. Winter pulled herself to her feet on quivering legs, bracing her hand against the wall of the cubicle for support.

Winter grasped blindly for the cubicle lock, managing to finally release it after several failed attempts. Swinging the door open Winter stumbled out of the cubicle towards the sink. Winter grasped the sink with both hands as she took stock of herself in the mirror. Her shirt was stained, her face was flush, and her hair was an absolute mess. Winter pulled the cups of her bra back into place and rolled the length of her skirt back down over her legs. Winter began redoing the buttons of her top as she glanced in the mirror to see Yang emerging from the stall.

Yangs clean-up was rather less involved than Winters, pulling her lightly sweat stained t-shirt back into place and rezipping her cargo pants.

“Don’t you dare tell anyone about THAT either” Winter said harshly via her reflection in the mirror.

“Trust me” Yang replied. “I don’t think anyone would believe the things we just did in there”

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

<Winter and Yang hear the door to the bathroom open. Winter fights to get the last of her buttons done up as she watches, horrified, as Ruby and Weiss step into the bathroom>

Weiss: “Winter?”

Winter stammers: “Weiss, this isn’t what you-”

<Yang steps forward to interrupt>

Yang, with a smarmy grin on her face: “Take note girls”

<Yang puts her arm around Winters shoulder>

Yang: “That’s how you handle a first date”

<Winter glares at Yang with a look of ‘What are you trying to teach my sister?’>
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.

The Remnant Armada