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The Remnant Armada
By : DarkWolves
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.
Chapter List
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Contains: Weiss x Yang x Neo (Weisscream Sundae), Alternate Universe - Modern Remnant AU, Established Relationship, Mute Character (Neo), Futanari (Weiss, Yang), Light Bondage, Implied younger than they say, Strap-on on futa, Futa on futa

This chapter is a sequel from ‘Cops and Graphic Designers’. You don’t have to have read that to enjoy it, but you may as well have as its very much more of the same with added Weiss.

Neo walked along the hotel corridor with purpose, the regularly spaced doors either side of her passing by in a blur. Every step she took she could feel her heart beginning to beat faster in anticipation. The numbers tumbled as she walked. It was only a matter of time before she found the right one. Room number 224 appeared in front of her.

Neo took a moment to adjust the hem of her light pink dress and brush the creases from her white knee length socks, feeling the brush of the cool air across her bare thighs. Neo knocked on the door to the room. She heard the rustle of movement on the other side of the door.

The door opened to reveal a young woman with pale skin and long white hair tied into a neat ponytail. She was dressed in a smart white shirt and black pencil skirt. Her toned legs were wrapped up in silken white tights. The woman peered up and down Neo with an inquisitive eye.

“Well” the woman mused. “Aren’t you a pretty little thing” Weiss stepped aside, holding her arm out in greeting. “Come in”

Neo stepped inside. The hotel room was just like any other. The woman’s few personal items; phone, jacket and bag denoted the room as hers. The woman sat down on the edge of the bed.

“What’s your name?” the woman asked.

Neo’s lips parted but no words came to her.

“Oh, that’s right. They mentioned you were a mute” Weiss mused. “Shame really. The rest of you is so utterly adorable, I’m sure your voice would have been mystifying. My name is Weiss by the way” Weiss slowly uncrossed her legs, offering the girl a fleeting glimpse of the sight beneath her skirt before re-crossing them once more. “Now, why don’t you get yourself comfortable”

Neo nodded, slipping her bag from her shoulder to lay it down in an unimportant corner of the room. Neo rolled her shoulders to slip her jacket from around herself, hanging it on the back of the chair beside her. Leaning down Neo slipped her shoes off her feet and laid them out of the way. Her hands grasped the top of her thigh high white sock as she began to roll it down her thigh.

“No” Weiss called out.

Neo, half bent over, looked up to face the white-haired woman.

“You can keep your socks on” Weiss instructed with a smile.

Neo rolled the sock back into place around her thigh, raising herself to stand in front of Weiss.

Weiss got up from her place on the bed. Weiss stepped around Neo, admiring the shorter woman in the full. Weiss stopped behind Neo.

“How old are you?” Weiss asked.

Neo turned to face her sheepishly. Using her fingers, she traced out the number ‘18’ in front of her.

Weiss smiled back at her. “That’s ok” Weiss reached forward to wrap her fingers around Neos uncovered shoulders, teasing her muscles as she leant in closer to whisper in her ear. “It will be our little secret”

With unexpected force Weiss pushed her palms against Neos shoulders, unbalancing the smaller girl and causing her to stumble back onto the bed. Weiss was upon her in an instant, straddling the girl’s waist whilst keeping her flailing arms pinned above her head.

Weiss loomed over Neo like a hungry predator preparing to devour its ensnared prey. She leant closer to press her lips to Neos, the girl offering no resistance to her advances. Weiss’s lips moved to kiss their way across the girls blushing cheeks followed by a teasing lick.

Weiss tasted her captive on her lips. “You even taste of sweetness” Weiss mused idly. Weiss’s moved further down Neos front, teasing her fingers along the lip of Neos dress. “It just makes me wonder how much better you taste under that-”

A knock resounded at the door to the room, stifling Weiss’s advance. Weiss huffed in annoyance before persisting, hooking her fingers beneath the hem of her dress. The knock came once again, more insistent this time.

With the mood well and truly undone Weiss clambered off the bed and stormed towards the door filled with a renewed sense on indignation. Weiss threw open the door preparing to lay into whatever unfortunate service clerk or cleaning maid had so brazenly decided to interrupt-

The freshly polished sheen of a police badge stopped her in her tracks.

“Vale police” Vale police detective Yang Xiao Long ordered. “Put your hands up!”

Before Weiss even had a chance to make sense of the instruction, she found herself thrust against the wall beside the door followed swiftly by the press of cold steel around her wrists. She suddenly found herself cast onto the bed, feeling the bounce of the soft mattress beneath her as her mind struggled to catch up.

Yang smiled to herself as she admired her handiwork. “Now-”

Yang was interrupted as she was struck by a thrown pillow from across the room. Yang glanced over to see the younger, multi-coloured haired woman staring daggers at her. Neo held up a note hastily written on the hotel stationary.

‘You took your time’

“I had to wait until I was sure we’d have enough evidence” Yang objected. “You played your role perfectly by the way”

Neo tore away the first note before hastily writing a second, holding it up for Yang to read.

‘Her hands were all over me’

“Is that right?” Yang turned her attention towards Weiss, watching as she continued to struggle in vain against her restraints. “Were you having impure thoughts about my partner, miss pervert?”

Yang reached down and rolled her suspect onto her back on the bed. A smile came to her lips as she got a clear view of exactly who she had just manhandled onto the bed.

“Miss Schnee, what an unexpected pleasure” Yang said with a wolfish grin. “Detective Yang Xiao Long at your service. And this is my partner and part-time pervert wrangler Neo-”

“Do you have any idea who my family are?” Weiss spat as she continued to roll back and forth across the bed.

It seemed that was the go-to opening defence for rich girls who got themselves wrapped up in any kind of scandal. Yang could not help but wonder if it was just part of the curriculum at those finishing posh schools.

“I’m afraid Atlas has no jurisdiction here” Yang explained. “And even your family won’t be able to get you out of this one”

Yang had heard the rumours, just like everyone else in her line of work. She’d heard the stories of what Miss Schnee had been involved in back in Atlas and why her family at seen fit to appoint her the head of the SDC branch in Vale rather than a similar position back home.

Neo motioned to get Yangs attention. The mute woman held up her bag. Yang nodded in agreement.

“Right, you go get yourself ready” Yang agreed. Neo stepped away into the adjoining bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Yang returned her attentions to Weiss in front of her. Yang slipped her long black jacket from her shoulders before hanging it up on the chair next to Neos. Yang now stood in front of Weiss dressed in her white shirt and dark trousers. “I’ll keep Miss Schnee here company”

Without warning Yang leapt upon Weiss still laid out on the bed, straddling her legs. With Weiss’s hands still bound behind her back by the handcuffs both of Yangs hands were free to explore her front as she wished.

“We’ll start with a contraband search” Yang explained as she laid her hands upon Weiss’s sides.

“Take your hands off me you oaf” Weiss objected.

“Now, now” Yang teased. “I need to make sure you’re not hiding anything”

Yangs hands began to move across Weiss’s front, feeling the woman’s soft curves forming beneath her fingers. Yangs hands worked their way downwards until she took note of a distinctive bulge rising in the front of Weiss’s skirt.

“Well, what do we have here?” Yang reached down to unclasp the front of Weiss’s skirt.

“No” Weiss pleaded. “Not there-”

Yang shimmied Weiss’s skirt down across her legs, revealing Weiss’s erect cock straining against her white lace underwear beneath black tights. Yang could not help but take a moment to admire the sheer spectacle of it all.

“Well, that explains a lot” Yang said with a wolfish smile.

Weiss’s face erupted in a sea of redness upon the discovery of her secret. But Yang was far from done.

“Well, clearly this is a most dangerous weapon. This will require further in-depth investigation” Yang said, leaving Weiss to stare in shock at her words. “I need to be satisfied that it doesn’t pose a serious danger to myself or others”

Yangs hands ghosted over the silky material of Weiss’s tights, eliciting a sharp yelp of surprise. The soft brush of the material across her palms was mystifying. Yang smiled as each passing touch elicited a fresh yelp of surprise from between the heiress’s lips.

Yangs hands continued to advance down her suspects legs, passing over the peak of her knees and down across her calves. Yang could feel the taut muscles tensing in her wake as she moved. Yangs fingers circled around the very top of the heiress’s stocking covered feet before she resumed her ascent back up the heiress’s legs.

Yangs hands rested atop Weiss’s thighs. The heiress anticipated the blonde to slip her fingers underneath the lip of her tights and pull them down to continue her perverted ‘search’. Yang turned her head to look up at Weiss, a devious smile forming across her lips.

“Don’t worry, you can keep your tights on” Yang assured her.

Before Weiss could make sense of Yangs comment the detective had gripped two handfuls of her hand stitched, Mistral silk tights. The sudden rending of the fabric drowned out Weiss’s cry of despair, her cries only deepening as the opening in her tights was enlarged to reveal her white lace underwear concealed underneath.

Yangs fingers trailed across the front of her underwear. Weiss moaned at the teasing contact of another’s fingers across her pussy and across the underside of her cock. Weiss writhed atop the bed, her hands bound behind her back only restraining her movement even further.

Yang slipped her fingers beneath the lip of Weiss’s underwear, reaching in to draw out the heiress’s erect penis from its confines to rise erect in front of her. Yang blew a soft breath across the engorged tip, watching with thinly veiled amusement at the way it twitched eagerly in reply.

Yang’s hand wrapped around the base of Weiss’s cock. The blonde’s fingers began to shift up and down the length of the erect shaft. She leant forward to wrap her lips around the head, sucking eagerly as she slowly descended the first few stiff inches. Weiss’s breath hitched in her throat as she found herself consumed in the warm, wet heat of Yangs mouth.

Yangs pursed lips moved sloppily up and down Weiss’s cock, consuming just that little bit more with each repetition. All the while, her explorative fingers teased around the base where her mouth had yet to reach. Yang could feel Weiss’s body convulsing at the fast approach of her release. Yangs throat moaned deeply with anticipation as Weiss was swiftly brought to the very edge of release.

“Yang, please” the white-haired beauty pleaded. “I’m about to-”

Yang was alerted to the rustle of movement behind her. Yang pulled herself away from Weiss’s cock with a wet pop. Weiss’s shaft, still wet from Yangs mouth, twitched and danced at the brush of the cool night air. Weiss urged her cock forwards, desperate to return herself to the soft embrace of the blonde brawler’s mouth.

Yang glanced over her shoulder as a smile came to her lips. “Good, you’re ready”

Weiss followed Yangs gaze with bleary eyes. She could see Neo standing in front of the door to the bathroom, dressed in a black corset and matching black elbow length gloves. Her white socks had been replaced with black lace thigh high stockings. Her long multi-toned hair, previously left to cascade freely down her back, was pulled back into a neat bun with the pink and brown hair interlacing in a delectable swirl. The most surprising addition however was the black plastic strap-on dildo secured around her waist by an arrangement of matching leather straps.

Yang could not help but take note of Weiss’s surprised expression. “What’s with that look?” Yang snarked with a wry smile. “I thought you enjoyed the idea of having fun with little girls? Or, is that only when you get to be the one on top?”

Yang rose to her feet in front of Weiss, brushing the creases from her trousers. “Looks like she could use a little bit of the good cop, sexy cop” Yang shared a devious smile with Neo as her companion sauntered forwards to take her place.

“Although, thinking about it, we are both kind sexy” Yang idly mused as Neo crawled on top of Weiss still laid out on the bed. The mute girl grasped Weiss’s biceps firmly to settle her nervous struggling. The hungry glint in her eyes assured Weiss that at least one of them was going to enjoy this.

“But don’t worry Weiss” Weiss glanced over at Yang, watching as the blonde took a seat in the hotel desk chair providing her a spectacular view of exactly what was to come. Yang casually began to undo the top few buttons of her shirt. “I’m sure if you play nice, she’ll let you have a little fun with her too”

Weiss’s last attempt at protest was smothered by the press of Neo’s lips atop hers. The insistent thrust of the woman's tongue forced the heiress’s lips apart as she began eagerly exploring the new depths inside her mouth. As she was being thoroughly explored Neo’s hands moved from her around arms to begin relieving the heiress of what little remained of her clothes.

Neo began by undoing the front clasps of Weiss’s white shirt. Drawing the two halves apart revealed Weiss’s matching silk white bra underneath covering her pert nipples rising to full height beneath them.

Neo grasped the tie holding the two halves of the bra together, pulling Weiss’s bra across her chest to reveal the bright pink nipples concealed beneath. Neo leant forward to wrap her lips around the peak of Weiss’s pert breast, tasting the soft flesh squeezed between her lips. Neo sucked at the nipple like a juicy treat, feeling the tender flesh forming and moulding to her mouth. An experimental gnashing of teeth around the sensitive bud earned a delectable hiss of surprise from between the heiress’s lips.

Neo shifted her way down Weiss’s front to find herself face to face with Weiss’s twitching shaft, the cock still moist with the remnants of Yangs blowjob clinging to her skin. Seeing it in front of her Neo could not help but muse that perhaps she had been too hasty in chastising Yang for her delayed intervention. If she had held on a little longer, she might have been in for a fun time after all. But that didn’t matter now, she was in control. It was all hers, hers for the taking.

Neo wrapped her fingers around Weiss’s cock, passing slow teasing caresses up and down her length. As Neo continued to work Weiss’s cock her attention was enraptured by Weiss’s pussy concealed beneath her white underwear. Neo reached out with her free hand to draw Weiss’s underwear aside, savouring the sight of the thin line of moisture trailing between Weiss’s underwear and her lips.

Neo eagerly licked her lips. Leaning in closer she blew her small gust across Weiss’s lips, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her partner. Neo latched her lips to Weiss’s, kissing, sucking and licking eagerly at the fresh treat. Weiss’s body quivered as the woman's touch caressed her most sensitive spots. Neo could not help but raise a smirk as she felt the heiress’s thighs closing in around her, all but begging to delve deeper.

“Seems someone’s enjoying themselves” Yang mused.

Weiss looked across towards Yang. It seemed that the blonde bruiser had found a way to entertain herself while Neo had been enraptured with Weiss. Yang had the front of her shirt undone, her close-fitting black bra pulled up over her chest. Yang eagerly teased her fingers around the large nub of her erect nipple. The areolae burned a deep pink against her usually paler skin.

Looking further down Weiss found Yangs belt undone and the front of her trousers opened to reveal her large cock standing proudly erect. Yangs hand played up and down the length of her shaft, pleasuring herself to the sight of the two delectable women in front of her. Weiss was sure that the blonde would find someplace to put it before the night was over.

Weiss couldn’t linger to admire it any longer as she suddenly found herself rolled over onto her stomach. For her size Neo could prove surprisingly forceful. Neo caressed her open palms up and down the back of Weiss’s covered thighs. The woman’s intentions became clear as Neo grasped two generous handfuls of Weiss’s tights.

“Oh, not again-” Weiss bemoaned.

With the rending of finely crafted silk resonating in her ears Neo tore a fresh hole in the back of Weiss’s tights, uncovering the back of Weiss’s white lace underwear over her pert buttcheeks.

Neo slipped her gloved fingers around Weiss’s front, tracing across the hem of her underwear before daring to dive inside. Neo touched up and down the opening of Weiss’s pussy, feeling her moist lips twitching with each caress. Neo dared to delve past Weiss’s outer folds, slipping a first finger deep inside of her.

Weiss moaned as she felt Neos finger shifting back and forth inside her pussy. Having thoroughly explored the outermost reaches of Weiss’s pussy Neo was not shy as she explorative fingers began to shift deeper. Neo added another finger to accompany the first, feeling Weiss’s pussy muscles opening to accept her presence. Neo began to roll her fingers back and forth around the base of her pussy, feeling the other girls’ juices seeping across her gloved fingers.

Neo reluctantly withdrew her fingers from Weiss’s pussy, gathering the thick wetness on the tips of her fingers. Neo leant forwards to trace the tip of her tongue across the very end of her finger, savouring the salty, sweet cocktail of the heiress’s release.

Neo gripped the edge of Weiss’s underwear, uncovering Weiss’s puckered asshole winking to greet her. Neo traced the tip of her moistened fingers around the opening of her anal ring. Neo did not linger there for long before she was eager to delve deeper. Neo felt the tense cluster of muscles clenching to challenge her advance.

Yet despite Weiss’s unconscious effort to resist Neo continued to press on regardless, feeling her way deeper inside of the girl until her knuckles were eclipsed. Weiss let loose a sharp yelp of shock as Neos fingers began to shift back and forth inside of her, her nerves erupting in a frenzy of pleasure she’d never imagined possible.

In her moment of surprise Weiss failed to notice Yang having moved from her seat to suddenly appear in front of her. Yang grasped the base of her cock with one hand, eagerly waving the semi-erect member in front of the stunned heiress. Yang stepped forward to tease the tip of around the edge of Weiss’s mouth, leaving a thin trail of pre-cum in her wake.

“Here’s something else for you to enjoy” Yang smiled.

Yang pressed the tip of her cock past Weiss’s mouth, feeling the heiress’s soft lips eclipsing the first few inches of her shaft. Yang reached forward, lacing her fingers through the loose white strands of the woman’s hair as she urged her on. Weiss swiftly found herself on the giving side of the blowjob to the other woman.

Neo withdrew her fingers from inside of Weiss’s ass with a moist pop. Weiss was given little opportunity to recover before Neo began teasing the very tip of her strap-on around the opening of her butthole. Neo grasped Weiss's waist as she pressed her hips forward with a single powerful thrust.

Weiss’s sharp call of surprise was stifled by Yangs member still buried deeply in her mouth. Weiss fought her body’s urge to bite down, far from eager to discover what retribution it would bring in reply. Instead, Weiss endured the feeling of the shorter girl’s fake cock pushing inside of her with a low groan. Weiss felt her muscles ripple and move to accommodate her, the phallus reaching far deeper than her fingers could ever have achieved.

Weiss decided to refocus her efforts on satisfying the blonde in front of her, hoping to relieve at least one of her holes as swiftly as possible. Weiss tightened her lips around the shaft of Yangs cock, sucking with as much force as she could muster.

“Oh, she likes that” Yang mused. “She’s gotten all frisky at this end” Yang reached her hand to caress the back of Weiss’s head. Yangs dexterous fingers unfurled Weiss’s ponytail with a flick of her wrist, enjoying the flurry of the girl’s silver hair across her back.

Neo’s hands moved to grasp Weiss’s sides as she leant over her, feeling the tender press of the warmth of her body pressed against her back. Neo began to move her hips with even greater speed and power, alternating between deep thrusts and fast teasing around her outer lips.

“Who would have thought the prim and proper heiress of SDC would be such a keen fan of butt stuff” Yang thrust her hips forward eagerly, feeling another delectable inch pass inside of Weiss’s warm mouth. The little undulations of her muscles felt like a massage around her shaft.

Weiss felt an overwhelming urge to protest at the outrageous insinuation. The heiress was suddenly silenced as she felt her orgasm coursing through her body, brought to her peak by a woman wielding a fake phallus. The illicit nature of it had only strengthened the power of her release as juices wept freely from her pussy and the tip of her own cock erupted in a shower of white cum.

Weiss fell listlessly onto the bed, Yang supporting her head as the spit covered cock slipped from between her lips. Neo’s strap-on emerged out of her arse. Neo stood back to admire the results of her handiwork. As she smiled across at Yang an idea formed in her mind.

Neo reached down to unclip the belt of the strap-on around her waist, slipping the belts down her legs to lay the well-used toy in an unimportant corner of the room. Free from its constraints Neo crawled onto the bed to lay herself down beside Weiss.

Neo reached out to tenderly hold the heiress’s chin in her hand, turning Weiss to face her she laid a tender kiss on Weiss’s mouth. The rough embrace of lips smacking against lips resonated between them as Neo poked her explorative tongue across the other girls’ mouth. Weiss’s fatigue left her open and unguarded to the intrusion as Neo slipped inside, eagerly tasting of every soft pore she could reach.

While Weiss was distracted by Neos kiss, Yang swiftly moved to put the rest of the plan into motion. Supporting Weiss’s shoulders Yang helped her to roll Weiss over on the bed. Weiss’s fatigued state gave her little opportunity to resist, suddenly finding herself crouched over Neo laying on the bed underneath her. Weiss’s legs straddled either side of Neos waist as the shorter girl smiled up at her.

Neo reached a hand between them and drew the base of her corset to one side, reveal her bright pink pussy concealed beneath. Despite the fatigue addling her mind the insinuation was clear. But alas to those who sought to claim it Weiss’s cock lay turgid against Neos thigh in the wake of the heiress’s initial orgasm.

Neo caressed Weiss’s limp cock in her hand, tracing her fingers along the length of her shaft as she teased it against the opening of her pussy lips. The enticement proved fruitless however as even the divine touch of Neos pussy could not stir a rise from the depleted heiress.

“Oh, not up to it after all are you?” Yang teased as she leant over to spank her open palm across Weiss’s bare buttocks, the creamy white globe of flesh rippling in the wake of the blonde’s impact. “No worries, I know just how to fix that”

Weiss felt some small sense of relief as the blonde’s hands left her shoulders. This momentary respite was short lived however as the sound of wet sucking reached her ears. Weiss could not bring herself to turn to follow as the blonde disappeared around the other side of the bed.

Yangs presence swiftly returned as Weiss felt the tip of her moistened finger begin to circle around the opening of her strained asshole. While the gentle caress proved rather soothing after the harsh pounding she had just endured Weiss remained acutely aware that any interest the blonde showed in that particular area would not simply stop there. Sure enough, Yang eased the tip of her finger past the outer ring with minimal resistance.

Whilst having things inserted into her arsehole was hardly a regular occurrence for her Weiss could not help but take note of quite how different her experiences were proving. While the strap-on served to stretch her wide and reach deep the finger was intelligent and directed.

Yangs finger teased around the inside of Weiss’s butt, feeling the velvety edges of her walls closing around her as she moved. The tip of Yangs finger struck her target, a soft gland sitting at the base of Weiss’s shaft. The merest touch of her finger brought Weiss back to full mast in an instant.

Eager not to waste the opportunity Neo gripped Weiss’s cock with both hands as she pulled her down on top of her. Weiss’s penis swiftly found her mark like some perverted divining rod, burying herself inside of Neo’s warm pussy. Weiss felt the overwhelming urge to pound the shorter girl into the bed beneath her.

Neo grasped her hands around Weiss’s thighs, guiding the white-haired beauty as she managed the ebb and flow of her thrusts. For her part, Weiss was content to allow Neo to guide the heiress in her movements. Weiss reached down to grasp Neos pert breasts in her hands, feeling the erect nipples beneath her hands.

“Looks like Neo is savouring her Weisscream Sundae” Yang massaged her hand across the curve of Weiss’s backside. “And every sundae needs a nice, big banana on top”

Weiss felt the press of the bulbous tip of Yangs cock against her moist lips swiftly followed by the delectable twitch of Weiss’s cock inside of her. Yang pushed her cock inside of Weiss’s pussy, the blonde’s member proving far thicker and warmer than Neo’s strap-on.

Every time Weiss pushed forwards her cock disappeared inside of Neo. The moment she pulled back the heiress felt her pussy being filled by Yangs cock in return. Weiss could not help but feel like she was a mere puppet, influenced by the stick in her pussy to fuck the adorable mute girl beneath her. Weiss alternated between filling or being filled, both undeniably pleasurable.

The speed of the movements continued to accelerate, any regular rhythm descending into a brash flail of bodies mashing into once another. It wasn’t long before Yangs hands were grasped tightly around Weiss’s thighs, the larger woman thrusting so deeply as to seemingly wish to fuck her partner into the bed by proxy. Yang swiftly came to her moaning, shuddering climax.

Yang fell listlessly onto the bed beside them, staring up at the ceiling above them. “Christ Weiss” Yang panted. “You never told me you were into all that. We could have done this a long time-”

Yang felt a sharp clap against her arm. Yang glanced to her side to see Neo staring back at her with a piercing gaze. It was only upon closer inspection that Yang noticed Weiss laid out on top of Neo, breathing softly as she had apparently fallen asleep with the exertion of it all. Yang dutifully accepted her girlfriend’s silent instruction to shut up.

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

<Weiss wakes up on the bed. Weiss notices Yang sitting at the desk reading her scroll>

Yang: “Morning Weiss. You’re just in time, I ordered us some room service”

<A knock emerged at the door. Yang opens the door to greet the waiter and accepted the covered platter. Yang laid it down on the desk in front of them>

Yang: “I thought you might be hungry for desert”

<Yang removes the cover to reveal several large scopes of multicoloured ice-cream with a conspicuously large banana sandwiched between them.

Weiss felt her cheeks erupt in embarrassment as she saw the wolfish grin emerge across the blonde’s face. The deep redness only worsened as Neo emerged from the adjoining bathroom, drying her hair from her shower.

Neo glanced between the two of them in front of her before reaching for the notepad on the table. She hastily scrawled a note before holding it up for them to see>

Neo’s note: “Classic”

<Weiss and Yang sit having a drink at the hotel bar>

Weiss: “I’ve never done that sort of thing before. It felt so, exhilarating. Mind you, I’m sure you and Neo do those sorts of things all the time”

Yang: “You’d be surprised. Despite her confident appearance Neo is not as wild as one might assume. She’s never been one to deliberately make herself the centre of atten-”

<Weiss and Yang glance over towards the bar entrance. Weiss’s jaw drops as a wry smile emerges on Yangs lips.

Neo steps across the threshold with a confident stride. Her school jacket pulled tight around her chest even as the top buttons of her shirt are left undone to reveal the beginning of her modest cleavage. Her skirt flutters with each step as the long strands of her multicoloured pigtails trail in her wake.

The mute woman eagerly rushes up and pulls the taller blonde into an all-consuming kiss, completely ignoring the growing stares of the other patrons. Weiss could not help but overhear the phrase ‘Sugar Mummy’ beneath stifled laughs>

Weiss, unimpressed: “Your girlfriend is sick, and you’re perverted for indulging her”

See below for example of Neos sexy times outfit (All credit to the artist for the picture):

https://twitter.com/Aestheticc_Meme/status/1181473289274675200
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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