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The Remnant Armada
By : DarkWolves
Category: +M through R > RWBY
Views: 65092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.
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Contains Blake x Yang (Bumblebee), Domestic AU, Blake is still a Faunus, Yang is a cop, Mistaken for a stripper, Futanari (Yang), Sofa Sex, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex

Officer Yang Xiao Long turned her patrol car onto the residential street in the suburb on the outskirts of Vale. It had been a typical day so far, meaning the usual uneventful patrols of quiet city streets with a bit of paperwork thrown just to make certain things didn’t get too exciting.

Despite nearing the end of her shift she’d received a report about some graffiti in one of the alleyways just off her usual route. While she privately bemoaned the thought of spending her time cleaning up the mess of some bored teenagers it no less remained part of her job description. Yang started by canvasing the houses on the street for information. The hope was to at least give the perpetrators a stern talk if nothing else.

The investigation provided little information of use. Most residents were unaware of the incident. Others hadn’t seen anything of that would assist and one elderly person insisted Yang find the perpetrators and lock them up like they used too in their day.

Reaching the end of the street Yang knocked on the final door. Assuming they had nothing else to add she could make her way back to the station and put the overview of her report together ready to be submitted-

The front door opened. Yang first noticed the creamy white leg stepping out to greet her. Working her way up she noticed the hem of a black Mistral yukata-style robe tied loosely around her trim waist. The woman’s long black hair cascaded down her back, topped by a pair of black Faunus ears. Her piercing amber eyes stared right through her.

“Well” the woman spoke. “You’re certainly a surprise”

Maintaining her professional composure Yang spoke. “Sorry to bother you miss. I’m investigating a disturbance. Are you free to answer some questions?”

Blake stepped aside, waving Yang in. “Of course, officer. Please come in”

Yang followed her inside. The interior of the house was neatly arranged with a distinctly Mistral theme to the décor, one of the walls entirely overtaken by a tall bookshelf overtaken with novels and historical dramas. The centre of the living room had a comfortable sofa and a low coffee table placed in front of a TV.

“Would you care for a drink?” Blake asked.

“I’m afraid not” Yang declined. “I’m on duty”

“Pity” Blake replied.

Yang sat down on one end of the sofa. Blake daintily set herself down in the middle, leaving only the faintest of gaps between them. Blake crossed her leg over the over as Yang couldn’t help but take notice of quite how much skin of her thigh was uncovered by the movement.

“So, what should we do first?” Blake asked.

“If it’s alright with you I have a couple of questions” Yang started with her usual line.

“Are you going to question me?” Blake asked. “A little good cop, bad cop?”

“Nothing like that” Yang assured her with a hint of a disarming laugh. “I’ve had some reports of some anti-social behaviour in the area. Would you happen to know anything about that?”

“Oh, have I been naughty?” Blake purred beneath her breath. “Are you going to have to slap the cuffs on me?”

Yang was somewhat taken aback by the unexpected comment, but years of practice had given her an ironclad composure to even the most unusual of circumstances. After you’d completed a quarter-mile sprint down the main high street pursuing a suspect dressed only in his heavily torn boxer shorts brandishing an aubergine in one hand and a shoplifted copy of ‘A Short History of the Plantagenet Dynasty’ in the other it took something really out of the ordinary to phase her.

“That won’t be necessary” Yang reached into her shirt pocket and retrieved her notepad and pen. “I just need to ask if you have any information-”

Yang looked up to suddenly find the woman with her chest heaving towards Yang. The looseness of her robe combined with the angle afforded the blonde an all too perfect view through the valley of her cleavage.

Yang attempted to defuse the situation. “Miss, that’s really not-”

“Maybe you should pull me over your knee and give me a little ‘police brutality’” Blakes Faunus ears flickered along with the low hum of her voice.

Yang was sure there had been a mistake at this point. “Miss, I think you’ve-”

“Call me Blake” the raven-haired Faunus replied, inching herself just that little bit closer.

“Miss Blake” Yang replied, swallowing to clear her suddenly incredibly dry throat. “I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else”

“Do you need to frisk me?” Blake persisted, crawling herself on top of Yang as the larger blonde suddenly found her back pressed against the arm of the sofa. “I promise I won’t resist, too much anyway”

“Miss, seriously. I’m really a police officer” As a last-ditch effort Yang reached into her pocket with her free hand and retrieved her badge. She held the small item in front of her like a priest in a horror film brandishing a crucifix.

The moment that Blake saw it her face turned ashen white. “You’re a…”

It took only a moment more before Blake realised the true extent of the situation she had placed herself in. Blake quickly scrambled off Yang, thrusting herself back against the far arm of the sofa.

“I’m so sorry” Blake stammered. “I didn’t realise…”

Yang pulled herself off the sofa, smoothing out the ruffles of her shirt. “It’s, alright. It…” Yang stopped herself short of saying it happened all the time.

Blake sat awkwardly at the end of the sofa, a multitude of thoughts circling inside of her head. She even began to panic over whether this would technically count as assaulting a police officer.

“I think I better go” Yang tactfully announced as she began to pull herself to her feet.

“Wait, please” Blake reached out to grasp Yang by her arm. The raven-haired woman stopped short of touching her arm, realising that she was already in deep as it was. But at the same time, she couldn’t think of allowing Yang to leave thinking what she must no doubt be thinking right now.

“It’s my birthday” Blake began by way of explanation. “It’s my birthday and a friend said she would arrange a surprise for me and that I should be home for it. It just so happens the last time we spoke I might have mentioned a thing I have for beautiful women in uniform. And when you turned up on my doorstep looking so sexy I…”

“You thought ‘Ah, this must be the stripper dressed as a police officer my friend ordered’” Yang joked.

“To be fair” Blake replied. “She’s come up with some pretty out there ideas for presents in the past”

Blake sat awkwardly, glad that she had at least managed to explain herself. Although the truth was almost as strange as any number of possible fictions.

“I guess you’ll be going now” Blake said softly, feeling rather crestfallen.

Yang considered for the moment before she decided to voice her next thought. “My shift is over, so I’m technically off duty right now”

Yang watched as Blakes Faunus ears practically shot up on the top of her head, practically in danger of tearing themselves clean off with their enthusiasm.

“And you mentioned something about putting the cuffs on you” Yang said as Blake looked over at her. “You know, if you still wanted to”

Blake shuffled around in her seat. “Well, I suppose you’ll have to frisk me first”

A smile emerged on Yangs lips as Blake shifted in her seat to turn her back to Yang. Yang placed her hands across Blakes shoulders, her fingers massaging the soft material of the yukata. Yangs hands began to move further down Blakes back, tracing along the elegant curve of Blakes sides.

“Is there anything I should know about?” Yang asked.

Blake fought to maintain her unwavering composure only to find herself uncontrollably ticklish beneath Yangs explorative touch.

“I may have to detain you for interfering with a police search if you keep moving like that” Yang said with her best professional voice she could muster, even as her fingers grasped a tasty handful of Blakes rounded buttcheek.

“My apologises, officer” Blake replied with an enticing shake. “Did you uncover anything in your search?”

Yangs hands drifted to rest at the small of Blakes back, lingering as she felt the taut muscle tense and relax in quick succession.

“I have reason to suspect you of being in possession of an unlawful and dangerously sexy booty” Yang said. “I’ll have to restrain you if I’m to continue the search safely”

Yang reached around to draw Blakes hands behind her back, holding them in place with one hand. Yang drew her handcuffs from her belt and loosely secured them around the Faunus’s wrists. Yang lifted Blake up before unceremoniously dropping her onto her front on top of the sofa.

Yang swiftly crawled on top of Blake; she could hear the low hum of excitement radiating through her captives’ body as she lay there. Yangs search delved deeper across Blakes body, her explorative hands caressing over the firm swell of Blakes ample buttocks.

“What do we have here?” Yang cooed teasingly. “This is most definitely an illegally sexy booty” Yang spanked the broadside of Blakes butt softly. Yang rose herself up from her position hunched over Blake. “Seems I’m going to have to hand out some police discipline”

Yang reached down to unclip her belt, allowing the heavy item to fall loose onto the floor rug beside the sofa. Yangs hands reached up to begin unbuttoning her shirt, releasing one button after the other until the material split in two halves. Yang rolled the shirt from her shoulders as she cast it over the back of the sofa, revealing her close-fitting black sports bra underneath.

The tall blonde lay herself down across Blakes back, feeling the Faunus woman beginning to squirm and mock struggle beneath her partners hold. Yang reached her hand down to grasp Blakes side, feeling the muscles of her stomach pass effortlessly beneath her fingers. Yangs hand scurried around her front, caressing Blakes ample breast covered by the thin material of her yukata.

Yangs fingers slipped beneath the lip of Blakes yukata, feeling the soft tickling of her pale white skin beneath her fingers. Yang could not help but raise a smile to her lips as she realised that the devilish little minx wasn’t wearing any underwear. Following the gentle rise of Blakes breast Yang soon reached the peak, circling the tip of her finger around the delicate nub of her erect nipple. Blake began to coo lightly beneath her breath as Yang continued to tease her.

Yang shifted her hands down to Blakes front, following back down her breast and across the flat plain of her toned stomach. Yangs fingers brushed the tie of Blakes Yukata, circling the thin strip of fabric around her finger before drawing it away from Blakes body. As the tie released the Yukata began to fall away.

Yang reached her free hand inside, her fingers wasting little time in cupping the swell of Blakes ample breast. As the yukata fluttered away Yang was treated to an uninterrupted view to admire her curvaceous beauty. Yangs fingers wrapped around Blakes pert nipple, circling and teasing the delicate nubs as she wished.

Blake buried her face into the sofa cushions as Yang persisted in her teasing. Yang could swear that she could hear the low hum of muffled purring emerging from the far end of the sofa. Yang had always assumed it was merely a stereotype of the Faunus, and yet she was hearing it first-hand herself.

Yang released the clasp of her pants, drawing her zipper down her front with a delectable crunch as it released. The blonde slipped her pants down her legs to reveal the delectable bulge emerging in the front of her close-fitting shorts.

Yang lifted her semi-erect member from underneath her shorts, teasing the length to full hardness in her hand. Yang pressed the head of her cock against the entry of Blakes moist pussy, grasping her firm hips in her hands for support. Yang pushed her hips forwards, feeling the opening of Blakes lips parting at her approach. Blakes soft warmth consumed the head and the first few inches of Yangs shaft.

Blakes sensual purrs deepened, her powerful muscles constricting at the feel of Yangs stiff cock inside of her. The Faunus’s opening only tightened further, resisting Yangs every attempt to withdraw herself from her as much as the blondes attempts to drive ever deeper. The sharp clap of skin against skin filled the air, growing louder with each clap of Yangs hips against the mound of Blakes pert buttocks.

“Oh, that’s it” Blake moaned, her desire laced thick in her muffled voice. “Do me like that, harder!”

Yang shifted herself into a crouch, looming over the Faunus as she began to thrust down into her. The new position allowed for a completely new approach as the speed of Yangs movements began to increase. The blonde seemed determined to plough the woman into the sofa with her frantic lovemaking.

Yang could feel herself growing closer. In contrast to her bodies overwhelming desires to let go and release Yang sharply withdrew herself from Blakes quivering pussy. The sudden wash of cool air across her moist shaft proved jarring, her whole body tensing in an instant. Blake lay quivering on the sofa beneath her, her bright pink lips enflamed and winking in a desperate urge to tempt Yang to return to her.

Yang breathed deeply, suddenly feeling the rush of heat washing over her. “You didn’t think” Yang panted. “It would be that easy, did you?”

Blake proved far too flushed to respond, her whole mind dedicated to desperately finding a way for her to reach her release of her own regard. With her hands secured behind her back she left to writhe across the sofa in perpetual ecstasy.

Yang mounted Blake once again, the Faunus’s butt raised invitingly in the air beneath her. Yang teased the head of her cock across the opening of Blakes puckered ass. The blonde pushed herself forward, feeling the muscles parting as her head pressed inside. Helped by the thin layer of pussy juice coating her shaft Yang continued her advance.

“Oh, Yang” Blake moaned. “It’s so big”

“Call me Officer” Yang instructed, feeling herself getting swept up in the exhilaration of the moment. She could hardly resist playing a little further into Blakes fantasies.

“Oh, Officer Yang” Blake moaned. “You’re amazing!”

Yang thrust forward once again, her movements swiftly growing into a wild flurry of movement against Blakes pert buttocks resounded with a clap of skin against skin. The sharp clang of Blakes cuffs as she pulled them taut behind her only urged Yang further, deeper, harder.

One final thrust sent the blonde careening over the edge, a sudden flood of white cum spilling out from the end of her cock to coat the inside of Blakes nubile asshole. Yang kept her hips pressed firmly into the soft mounds of Blakes buttcheeks, ensuring that her release had only one way to go. It was not long before the whole of Blakes insides were filled to the brim with Yangs seed.

Yang fell listlessly onto Blakes back, feeling the rippling of her muscles as the divine aftershocks of her release coursed through her body. Yang shifted her hands to gently caress Blakes bare arms, leaning down to lay a tender kiss of her creamy soft shoulder.

No doubt there were at least a dozen departmental codes about what she had just done. And if there weren’t, there probably would be.

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

<Knock at the door. Blake saunters up dressed in her loose-fitting Yukata, opening the door to reveal another police officer which short brown hair, aviator shades and a police issue beret>

Coco: “Are you Miss Belladonna?”

Blake, coquettishly: “Why, yes I am. And are you a friend of Yangs by chance? Come to try a sample of the luscious Bellabooty?”

Coco, unimpressed: “Ma’am, I don’t know what that means but you’re parked in front of a hydrant. You need to move your car”

Blake, coquettishly: “Oh, is that it? You prefer doing it outside, maybe driving me to a secluded spot and giving me a not so delicate frisking over the bonnet?”

Coco, unimpressed: “Ma’am, seriously, you need to move your car now or I’ll have to write you up for a ticket”

<Beat>

Blake: “I’ll get my keys”

<Blake hears a knock at the door. Opening the door, she receives a package from a delivery driver. Heading back inside she checks the accompanying note>

Happy Birthday,

Lots of love

Ilia xxx

<Blake opened the package to discover what Ilia had given her, her cheeks flushing red as she looks down at the ‘Vale Police Department Charity Beefcake calendar’

Blake swiftly flicks through the pages. She felt her cheeks burn a deeper shade of red as she saw a familiar looking blonde in a close-fitting workout outfit laid out across the front of the squad car.

Blake could not help but suspect that her friend had somehow become psychic…>
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.

The Remnant Armada