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She Wants The Dust
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Chapter List
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THIS CHAPTER: Sugar, Spice, And Everything Ice (Ruby/Weiss/Yang); public handjob, fondling, scratching, public fingering, mutual masturbation, cum-ingestion, sisters, double-fellatio, anal fingering, anal sex/strap-on sex/pegging, fellatio, panty-sniffing.
Professor Port's voice droned as his lecture seemed to visibly slow time. It was all Weiss Schnee could do to keep her attention focused on the subject matter. What was it again? Grimm. Always Grimm. She was already well-read on today's topic, and therefore was having an even tougher time concentrating than usual.
Though to be honest, that wasn't the only reason. At present, she was seated between her two teammates; Ruby Rose on her left, and Yang Xiao Long on her right. The only difference being, they were more than just teammates now. How could she be expected to focus on her studies when not only were Ruby and Yang doing untoward things to her in private, but they were doing them while she was...
Weiss had given up on how to describe her condition. Temporarily male? Intersex? Magically endowed? The warmth that lay coiled in her lap wasn't something she had grown up with, and therefore it actually cost her a lot of mental power to pretend it didn't exist. Sometimes, it wasn't enough – like in the bathroom a couple of days prior. How frustrating! She wanted to see the school nurse about it, but... Ruby and Yang seemed to really enjoy playing with her new appendage. That made it a lot more difficult to simply wish it away, if she were honest with herself.
"...the process," Port was saying. "Ruby Rose, care to tell us a little about your experiences?"
Of course, in a world of her own, Ruby hadn't managed to hear the start of what Professor Port was asking. But from the diagram of the Death Stalker he had drawn on the small chalkboard, she hazarded a guess. "W-well, their armour is impenetrable by anything other than their own stinger, or something stronger."
Truth be told, she was rather distracted herself. Not only had she been musing on the experiences she had with the heiress as of late; she was plotting her next move. Which she had even somewhat thought out with Yang. Their 'arrangement' seemed to work out rather well. 'Polyamorous' was what Yang had read of it, and explained to both of them at different points. A healthy, stable relationship involving more than one person.
Of course, that was true in Weiss's case. She was technically dating both Yang and Ruby. But the sisters? They had no interest in one another, only in bringing as much pleasure to their shared lover as possible.
For a second, it seemed as if Port would correct her, but then he merrily boomed, "Quite right, Miss Rose! Why, I remember once when I was just a lad of about nineteen, there was a Death Stalker the size of..."
Again, Weiss's interest waned. Her notes were fairly detailed, as always, but she had most of the information down even before Port spoke it. Why couldn't she forget about life while in "academic mode" the way she typically could?
Dating two women. The phrase kept coming back to her: she was dating two women. First of all, she was dating ANY women, let alone more than one! It shouldn't be allowed, she didn't feel worthy of either of them... no matter how much they perturbed her in her daily interactions with them, it couldn't be denied that they were two strong, independent warriors. Strongly deserving of whoever they wanted, and for some reason, they settled for half of Weiss each? It boggled the mind, and distracted her quite often.
Not that she would be allowed to focus any more than usual. Another distraction came in the form of a small hand being placed on her thigh. At first it did nothing, just remained where it was in the hope she would notice. And it then began to rub sensually.
Of course it was noticed. All Weiss could do was just barely stop herself from screeching across the entire classroom. An instant later, she scrawled in the corner of her notes, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" and slid the page in front of Ruby.
Lucky for Ruby, it was her left hand, her writing hand, that was free. So she didn't even have to stop or move her hand away when she wrote her reply.
"Teasing."
Weiss had guessed that much, but she was beside herself. This was the middle of class! There were a dozen other students surrounding them - and she was not of an anatomical makeup that could accommodate this activity right now without being very, very obvious!
"You're going to get us in trouble! Don't you remember last time I had this 'issue' in class?!" she wrote back, shoving the paper over more angrily this time.
With a slight smirk, she took the pencil once again, scribbling her message. Before she would have the time to read it, already Ruby's hand was wandering upward, under her uniform skirt, against the hem of her undies.
"Well I guess we gotta be quiet then. You can run to the bathroom again after." There was even a little heart emoji drawn beside her words.
So that was her game. Ruby meant to tease her all the way through class, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it. If she protested any more strongly, she would hurt Ruby's feelings, or perhaps reveal what was happening in the doing. Truth be told, it was a bit exciting, but if Ruby weren't interested in doing it this was definitely not an activity she would ever have considered doing on her own.
Of course, she could already feel the warmth beginning to uncoil, awakened by the touch on her thigh - her bare thigh, now that Ruby had nudged underneath her skirt. Perhaps this was a challenge. How long could she stave off the natural reaction? Biting her lip, she tried to focus on what Port was saying.
"...leagues ahead of me! Fortunately, I'm never without my trusty..." The professor droning on and on was the perfect cover. Anyone was either taking notes, or asleep. No one could see the hand journeying up and up...
Until driving into her underwear. Weiss had known it would happen, but it was still shocking to feel curious fingers pressing in against her soft member, but she was still biting her lip, still determined not to let it get to her. Snatching up the paper, she wrote:
"I hope you like fondling flaccid penises, you degenerate!"
The team leader was unable to help herself chuckling as the hand continued its journey, beginning to rub her member. Up and down... back and forth. But what she wrote next was a clue of what to come.
"Won't be soft when I get some help."
As soon as Weiss read those words, another hand landed on her other thigh. Rubbing slowly along the insides of it. Its owner gave nothing away, managing to keep eye contact with Port at all times. Even managing the same bored expression Weiss had been wearing before all this started.
She couldn't help but stare at Yang, dumbfounded. How did Ruby let Yang know what she was up to, and in the middle of class?! Obviously, the work of two hands was going to be far too much for her to resist, being that she was already starting to lose the battle before.
"Miss Shee-knee!" Port mispronounced her name, yet again. "Something the matter?"
"Of course not, Professor!" she fumbled, turning back to the front of the class. "I was just... I thought I heard something outside!"
"Hmm! Well, thank you for looking out for our well-being, but I'm sure the guards can handle things! Now, as I was saying..."
A second piece of paper, with even scruffier writing then her sister's, made its way to Weiss's line of sight. "Seems like someone is struggling..."
As Yang remained working around her inner thighs, Ruby began to stimulate her soft length. Having to smirk as she felt it starting to harden in her grip. There was no way the heiress would resist this...
Now, Weiss's efforts were working in the inverse! The more she tried to pretend nothing was happening, that it wasn't turning her on, the more aroused she became. And Ruby hadn't even touched it directly yet! However, how could she be surprised when there were two hands from two different women in her lap?
In order to tease even more, Yang let out a content humming sound. For anyone else, it would be nothing unusual, even too quiet to reach their ears, but Weiss was well aware it was one of the noises the blonde made when she was experiencing pleasure. All the best things to continue their teasing.
But would they dare to complete the job? Right in the middle of the class? It seemed Ruby was determined to, as she shuffled even closer toward the girl to be right by her side. That way, she managed to push her undies down enough to release her length. Now it was only a skirt hiding it from view.
Unable to help it, Weiss let out an audible gasp. How dare Ruby! How dare she expose her to the open air in a public setting!
At that noise, she saw Jaune shoot her a concerned look out of the corner of her eye. Composing herself as much as she was able, she shot him a friendly little wave and then bent to write on her paper. It seemed to mollify him for the time being.
"RUBY ROSE!" she scribbled angrily. "You can't mean to do this, where will the END RESULT go?!"
The continuous notes only made Ruby able to chuckle all the more. This really was riling her up! It was a brilliantly evil plan. Managing to steady her hand as best she could, she wrote back on the book.
"No lesson next = back to the room to get changed."
It was too late; Weiss was fully erect and Ruby was showing no signs that she would let her go soft again. Snatching up Yang's paper, she wrote upon it, "You agreed to do this? Knowing what's going to happen if we all get caught?"
"We won't get caught. Chillax," Yang reassured. This lesson was one which Port would be talking for the entire duration. She had made sure of that. And one thing the entire class knew was that if Port was talking, he would keep on talking; so long as everyone appeared to be paying attention.
Whilst Ruby's hand wrapped softly around the shaft, Yang's headed further inward; until she was met with the soft orbs between her legs. Her goal, to cup and gently massage them whilst Ruby paid attention to the main section. To leave nothing untouched.
Both of the heiress's eyes bulged as she tried not to react anywhere other than her nether region. Already, she could feel her feet slowly turning inward, her hips trying to shift back and forth in her seat. This was so unfair! Her instinct had been to get back at them, to give them the same treatment, but Ruby had an aisle seat; it would be far too obvious. However...
On Yang's far side, Blake was fully absorbed in her note-taking, as usual. Further down, Nora Valkyrie was slumped over against her desk. She had a pair of glasses on with wide, attentive eyes painted on the lenses; behind those, however, her real eyes were closed as she dozed. Completely dead to the world.
Therefore, Weiss felt completely fine with reaching over and digging her nails hard into Yang's thighflesh.
"NNGG!" she growled with a wince, rather loudly in fact! Enough to make Ren, who was sat a few seats away, to look over. In quick thinking, she disguised her pained cry as a strained noise forming when stretching, lifting her free arm right up and back to keep that act up.
Just for that, as revenge, she held the small orbs a little tighter in her grasp. Her main worry was that Blake, who was sat right next to Yang, would see them. She was yet to know of the actions of her fellow teammates; and to find out in a lesson? That was a big "no".
Well, it seemed that was that; Yang literally had her by the balls. There could be no cruelty of a violent nature, or it would be visited upon Weiss tenfold. Therefore...
As she tried not to pant aloud from what both Ruby and Yang were doing to her, Weiss's pale fingers began to trail down to the hem of Yang's skirt. She would not be the only one suffering this bizarre fate.
It seemed just like Weiss, Yang's cheeks were beginning to burn. The heiress wasn't going to let her off that easily. Not when she was being fondled all over! And when fingers began to rub around her undies, she let out a quiet sigh, having to lean to one side to hide her blush.
Ruby, however, had begun to increase her speed. Holding near the base of her shaft, she moved her hand up and down in a continuous rhythm. Slowly getting faster as the lesson went on.
One thing impressed Weiss, as much as she hated to admit it, even to herself: Ruby was able to keep up her pace without even letting on the barest hint of her arm movements. It was as if she was moving completely independently from the elbow down. Her composure was magnificent... even if her cheeks were the tiniest bit pink at the thought of what was going on.
How red was Weiss's face? She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about how red her swollen length was getting, either, or how incredible the touch of the two sisters was. The unfortunate flipside? Not thinking about it was prolonging this unholy tryst. Of course she wanted it to continue for now, but that didn't mean they were totally off the hook for making such a plan.
As Weiss proved when she finally slid a finger under the hem of Yang's panties and ground it firmly against the soft pink lips she found there.
"AH-" suddenly there were quite a few eyes on the blonde. From various different students. "...CHOO!"
It was the only way she could think to mask the unfortunate slip up, her moan of pleasure; passing it off as a sneeze. For planning that Weiss was supposed to be the one getting everything today, it seemed she was giving just as much! Enough to make her even push her hips forward into the finger, encouraging more.
A thumb gently circled around her soft balls to continue the added stimulation to Ruby's thrusting. By now, the redhead had made sure that there was enough fabric in Weiss's skirt to catch any liquid that would make its way out. It just meant they would have to change.
Already, a few droplets adorned the inside of the skirt, and Weiss knew much more would follow within a few brief moments. Her mouth was hanging open slightly, and that something within her was straining for release. But not yet; there was one final thing part of her needed to happen.
As her finger traced over the vulnerable flesh behind Yang's skirt, Weiss finally lowered her other hand and slid it down and back until she was pressing up against the very edge of Ruby's backside. Then, timing herself just right, she gave it a hearty squeeze before returning it to take up her pencil.
The girl jumped forward in her seat. The last thing she expected was a pinch on her butt! Especially when she could feel the phallus in her grip beginning to throb. She was close. There was one final thing to do.
Flicking her free hand, she made sure her pencil fell off the table, giving her an excuse to go under. It meant she could concentrate on pumping the shaft as fast as she possibly could, without the worry of anyone noticing. Not only that, but it freed one of her other hands. Which she quickly placed in the space just above her head, in the hope to catch any of the fluid that was about to come forth.
Between Ruby concentrating harder on her efforts, Yang's fondling of her sensitive globes, and the knowledge of what she was doing in return, Weiss was completely doomed. A few more strokes brought her to full orgasm effortlessly, and she felt her hardness constrict as it forced out blast after blast of thick white elation, most of which landed in Ruby's hand. A few splotches found their way onto the inside of the skirt... and likely more would slowly appear inside her undies once she had been tucked away, but that was trivial.
As she continued to tease Yang, Weiss quickly jotted down something with a shaking hand and poked the scrap of paper under the table where Ruby was semi-crouching:
"If you rub that on my skirt and make it more obvious what happened, I'll never forgive you. Eat the evidence."
Now Ruby was the one blushing like mad. Eat it? She'd managed to swallow the fluid on occasion, but to devour it by choice was another story!
But there was no time for alternatives. Pressing her hand against her face, she licked what had been spewed onto her hands away. Greeted by a rather salty, yet sweet taste, she continued with the rest, licking each finger to make sure it was gone.
Yang, however, wasn't doing so well. By now, her cheeks were completely red, and she found herself grasping a sheet of paper to try and contain herself. A finger was between her lips, in the middle of class! And Yang was always a loud person, almost as bad as Weiss. This would be a challenge.
As Weiss continued to stroke Yang mercilessly, she noticed her testes were still being jangled around by an increasingly-clumsy grip. This prompted her to write two notes on her paper, pretending they had anything to do with class. When they were done, she slid them in Yang's direction; her need was more urgent.
"Yang, you can stop, I'm finished. Let me know if you can handle this or not." Below that was, "Ruby, please put away your toys when you're through playing with them?"
Yang now had a choice. She could either let this continue, and mask her sounds with more fake sneezes and other various things; or wait until they got back to the room together. Either option was acceptable, especially from what Ruby and her had plotted for when they all returned.
She'd already began though, so in response, she nodded. It was enough to let Weiss know to continue.
After tucking Weiss's now-flaccid length back into her underwear, the redhead popped up again, with her pencil in hand, and a silly smile on her face. When Port asked what was the matter, she replied, "Sorry, I found a cookie with icing on the floor, too."
"And you ATE it?!" the man demanded. "Quite unusual!"
"Not for Ruby," Blake muttered as she doodled in the margins of her paper.
"Very good, then," Port blustered as he turned back to the board. "As we can see from this diagram..."
"Thank you," Weiss mouthed to the red-headed teammate as they both got settled more comfortably into their seats. Smiling at her teammate again, Ruby settled back into her seat, taking up one of the scraps of paper to quickly write herself;
"More where that came from back in the room."
Blushing furiously, Weiss decided to turn her attention back to Yang. The taller woman was already writhing back and forth in her seat, and she aimed to make sure this went quickly and heavily. Digging in with two of her fingers, she forced them in as deeply as she could from that vantage point, doing her best to glide over the sensitive clit with her palm as she did so.
Holding on wouldn't be easy, especially when she had to be quiet! She found herself having to grind her teeth, closing her eyes tightly as she tried her best to remain silent. What could be her excuse if Port were to ask?
Still, the quivering legs were a symbol. She was already so close.
That was when Weiss knew what might help Yang finish. Then again, maybe it wouldn't, but she had to try. Edging her leg sideways, she hooked her ankle around Yang's calf and dragged it under her desk completely. Perhaps a wider stance would open Yang up enough that she'd feel more free releasing her hold on her climax.
Turns out, that was what was needed. When Weiss was able to push even deeper, she gripped whatever she could even tighter, having to bite her lip hard to stop herself from shouting in the class. The quivering in her legs, however, was enough to make a small amount of noise, enough to make the members of team JNPR look over, and possibly Blake.
Not that Yang noticed. As white hot pleasure flooded through her, she was dead to the world.
Thinking desperately, Weiss pointed to a shadowy corner of the ceiling and said, "Is that a Pox Grimm up there?!"
Most of the heads turned to look while Weiss slowly wriggled her fingers inside Yang, forcing yet more pleasure into her body. In a moment, she would call everything done. In a moment.
"AH!" She was done for, she couldn't contain any more pleasure. Already she was quivering all over, sweat dripping from her skin as yet more white hot bliss coursed through her body. If this kept going, she would force yet another orgasm out. She couldn't do that, not yet.
Having to grasp her hand to make her stop going any further, Yang's eyes then darted around to Port, who was giving her a strange look. In her quivering, sweating state, she could only think of one excuse.
"T-those things freak the crap outta me."
"Me too!" Pyrrha squeaked from nearby, hiding behind her books. That was a lucky thing, as it lent Yang's state an air of credibility.
"Well, I see nothing of the sort," Port blustered. "But I'll have the cleaning staff check into it! For now, back to our studies..."
But Weiss could barely concentrate on anything after that. What would be waiting for them back in the room, she wondered? And how long had Ruby and Yang been plotting all of this?

"So... What are we gonna do with you?"
Yang had began teasing as the three made their way down the halls. She had made sure Weiss was in between them, just so she couldn't make up any excuse to get away. "Cause we got a whoooole night planned ahead, eh, Rubes?"
"Yup!" the redhead agreed, running ahead to open the door for her sister and their shared lover, still smiling innocently. "Aaaaand I think Yang is gonna want revenge for what you did to her in class."
"What I did?!" Stopping dead in the hall, Weiss whirled to face the blonde. Partially, because she knew once they were on the other side of the door, she'd be fending off amorous advances that would make explaining herself that much harder. "How about what you two did to me?! This was all your idea in the first place, I just made sure we were even!"
"Our idea was to spoil you. It worked, didn't it?" Yang asked, folding her arms as she looked down at the shorter girl. "We know you've been stressed with school and stuff, so Ruby and I came up with some ideas to chill you out."
"Well, the class thing was your idea!" the redhead protested, folding her own arms in a huff.
"Of course it was," Weiss growled. "Who would ever think Ruby Rose could be so, so... insensitive?!"
"Hey, it made the lesson a little more interesting, right?" Yang asked, raising one of her eyebrows. Despite having this planned, she didn't want to force anything onto her. Neither of them them did.
"Alright, alright." Weiss took a couple of deep, calming breaths. "I can't deny that the activity was... exciting, to say the least. But it was dangerous! I wasn't prepared for anything even remotely like that!" Swallowing thickly, she whispered, "If I had been, maybe I would have brought tissues and Ruby wouldn't have needed to... well, you know."
"Um... I did have tissues." Ruby confessed, putting her hand into her pockets to pull out the many she had spare. With a red blush, she went on, "Just, when you requested it, I... um..."
Blinking at her, trying to process the image of Ruby wanting to do that, Weiss had to shake her head from side to side several times before she could think again. "F-fine! Then you... and we shouldn't have... oh, I don't know, it just seems like we shouldn't have got away with it, that's all!"
"Well, we're definitely gonna get away with this..." Yang chuckled. "I arranged for Pyrrha and Nora to take Blake out for the day, she won't be back for a couple of hours, at least. And Ruby and I have... discussed what we're comfortable with doing in each other's presence."
"Oh?" Weiss said, at last strolling across the threshold of their dorm room, making sure to take her sweet time about things. They had to be made to understand that she was not simply their newest plaything; that she was in charge of this situation no matter how much they thought otherwise. "And what things are you comfortable doing, pray tell?"
"That as long as we're satisfying you, we'll do whatever. But we don't lay a finger on one another." Despite Weiss's best efforts, Yang seemed to want to be in command. She always was in their previous ventures.
Ruby, however, prepared the room, shutting the windows and placing Crescent Rose in front of the door, making sure no one could get in. Then, she dashed over the bed, removing a few of the blankets so the bed was left to the undersheets. Less to clean that way.
"Really?" Weiss teased. "Not even a... finger?" With that, she wriggled her middle finger in a motion that Yang had experienced as recently as several minutes ago.
The gesture had made Yang shiver. Imagining her sister in that way, taking her in that way... it was too much. "Nope. We're only here to be the sister-bread of a Weiss sandwich."
"Okay, bed's ready!" Ruby grinned, holding her hands behind her back innocently.
"Bed's ready," Weiss mocked as she crossed to it, looking over her shoulder. "I'm still not quite sure about you two." Then something occurred to her. "Hey... about your 'rules' and everything."
"What about them?" Yang asked, already beginning to pace her toward the bed, sitting her down on the edge. "We can include a safe word if you want."
"Not that." Maybe they should have one, but Weiss had other concerns. "Are you... sure you're okay... well, being with me at the same time? You're going to wind up bumping into each other no matter what we do. I just don't want to make your relationship with each other uncomfortable."
Both girls looked back at one another a moment, then back to Weiss. The redhead took a seat next to Weiss's side, holding one arm around her. "We're probably going to be clothed for this, but we're both comfortable as long as you are."
"And neither of us want to pressure you into anything." Yang agreed, sitting the other side of her.
Blushing to her roots, Weiss clutched at the hem of her skirt. Two sisters. Sitting on either side of her. Both wanting her body, pressing in so close... so warm... "I just can't fathom why either of you want me in the first place, much less want to share me! Don't you remember what a pill I've been to you ever since you met me? Is there something wrong with your memory retention?!"
There was only one way Ruby could think to stop Weiss's self-loathing thoughts. Leaning forward, she mashed her lips against Weiss's, kissing her softly and sensually. The hand on her shoulder moved up to caress her cheek, holding her in place. Of course, kissing Ruby was more than enough to hold Weiss's attentions. The sweet, angelic lips of the younger woman thrilled her in a way little else could.
That's when Yang knew she was distracted enough to fetch what she needed. Getting back up, she hopped up to her own bed, searching under the covers for something. What was in store for the heiress this time? Only time would tell... and only her two lovers could reveal as much.
How could she love both sisters so earnestly, yet so equally? It made entirely zero sense. Yet it held true. No matter how many times she had tried to choose one of them, she simply couldn't - and their outrageously unlikely decision to share her seemed to suit her own indecision just fine. That was why Weiss kept questioning it: no one was that lucky. NO ONE.
Except for Weiss. Whenever she questioned how, or even why the two loved her, they each had their ways to keep her quiet, or to reassure her that they were comfortable with her. Some days, that was in the form of the three of them cuddling on their bed, snuggling against one another while watching something on a scroll – as she had first done with Ruby alone. Others, it was one of them leaving the room to give privacy to the others.
This would be the first time the three of them would do something like this together.
"The safe word is 'Peter Port'," Yang stated, smirking to when Ruby leaned back out of the kiss to glare at her. "What? I thought it'd be funny."
"It isn't," Weiss grunted as she looked over at Yang, flushed from her earlier escapades and Ruby's earnest kiss. "But I suppose it works. What do you have there?"
"Well, I remember you liked it when I... 'laid a finger' on you." Mimicking the movement Weiss did earlier with her finger, her other hand placed a bag onto the bed. Within it, a small tube of thick, clear fluid; and a fake phallus. It seemed this time, Yang was going to use more then a finger.
Weiss, however, was not quite as quick to catch onto Yang's meaning. "Right, so... what is that, anyway?"
"Your new best friend." Yang could only make more jokes, taking it out of the bag to strap it on around her hips. While Yang got herself prepared, Ruby simply caressed her lover's cheek, running another hand up and down her chest, cupping her breast on occasion.
So that was what the two had planned: Yang would handle her lower half, and Ruby would handle her upper. It was the best way to stop the two coming into contact with one another.
"Wait, you... you don't m-" Ruby's lips distracted her mouth briefly again. "Yang, just where are you thinking of putting that, that... thing?!"
But Weiss already knew the answer to that question. It was going where Yang had once prodded her, somewhere she considered to be vastly inappropriate and yet wholly satisfying. She was going to do to Weiss what Weiss had done to her.
"Hey, we're gonna get you ready first." With that comment, she shuffled Weiss further onto the bed, then diving under her skirt to slide her underwear down her legs, tossing it onto the ground. Once they were gone, she began to run her hands across her inner thighs; repeating the actions that took place in their class.
Immediately, Weiss began to chuckle mildly. "Oh, but I don't know... I literally just finished, you can't expect me to..." However, she already felt the stirrings. True, at present she was merely red and flaccid, but it wouldn't take long. Those two sisters truly could work miracles on her body that she was incapable of performing herself.
This time, Ruby could touch and fondle her breasts. Something she was incapable of doing in the middle of class. Soft hands cupped both of her modest assets, squeezing on occasion. But this would be easier if...
"Yang? You said you and me are gonna stay clothed... but does Weiss have to?"
Round eyes flicked between Ruby and Yang as Weiss awaited her fate. Did she have to stay clothed? Would she be penetrated by a device she had never before seen?
"Well, Yang? This seems to be your show. What are you going to do with me?"
"I'll leave that up to you, Ice Queen. You wanna stay clothed?" she asked her, continuing to brush her hands over the insides of her legs, watching as the length was beginning to harden.
Weiss hesitated. Already, her skirt was hopelessly stained underneath. There would be little use in trying to prevent it getting worse. Then again, if she did allow herself to be stripped, she might be more comfortable... and prevent the stains from being quite so obvious.
"Very well," she said airily. "The two of you may disrobe me." Her arms rose daintily, even as she felt her arousal beginning to reappear.
"There you go." That was the heiress they knew; snooty, yet knew exactly what she wanted. It was seeming like Yang was in command, but truly Weiss was in charge of the commands. This was her night.
Sliding the skirt down her legs, she tossed that aside with her underwear. That then allowed Ruby to lean down to slide her shirt up and over her head. Once that was gone, she reached back to unclasped her bra, sliding that over her arms and with the rest of her clothes.
"As you wish, your Majestyness," Ruby said in an exaggeratedly regal voice.
"We aren't finished," Weiss ordered, waving a shoe in Yang's face. Partly to aggravate the blonde, and partly because even though the prospect still boggled the mind, she quite enjoyed bossing the two of them around. It helped to balance the sheer terror she felt at the thought of what Yang might be about to do to her rear end.
Rolling her eyes, the blonde placed her hands onto Weiss's rather high heeled boots, pulling them off her legs and sliding them both to the side of the bed. NOW she was completely naked.
"Anything else, Worshipitude?" Ruby asked, rubbing her hands up and down over her body, trailing a finger between the orbs of flesh on her chest. "We're at your command..."
A few wicked thoughts flicked through Weiss's mind as Ruby toyed with her bosom. Have them both dance. Have them kiss. Have them run and fetch her an ice cream sundae. Darker things that made guilt rise in her, but she ignored those a little more easily. Even just briefly entertaining a few of them was prompting her to a more powerful erection than she'd had a few minutes prior.
Clearing her throat, the heiress merely settled on asking, "Kiss it. Both of you, I... I think I'd enjoy that."
"At the same time?" Yang had to ask. That went against their rule of no touching, because they would surely both be brushing against one another if they were both kissing Weiss's length. But before she could even answer, Ruby slid out from behind Weiss, obeying her 'master' without quarrel. Right away, she pressed kisses against her stomach, lower and lower, until beginning to kiss the base of her length.
Whereupon it literally twitched as it grew. Even though it hadn't even been quite an hour since she last climaxed, it was already rising. Her eyes wandered up to Yang. Would she do it, as well? Part of Weiss didn't want to hold out any hope that she'd have both sets of lips gracing her cock at the same time, that seemed like too much to ask. But then again, the mere fact that she had one was completely fantastical. Might as well shoot for the moon.
That gave Yang an idea. As Ruby was about to move upward, Yang placed her hand in her sister's head, keeping her on the lower half. And then her own lips pressed against the head. It was something that made Yang slightly uncomfortable, but for Weiss, she kept kissing around the top. As long as the two were as far as possible, it was the best they could do to obey their mistress's command.
It was a very curious sensation, being overcome with emotion while being so aroused. Weiss wasn't sure how to handle it; part of her wanted to cry and throw her arms around the two sisters, but her flesh also really needed them to keep going. For the time being, she simply watched and enjoyed, unwilling to even touch them lest she break the spell.
"Anything... Else... Mistress?" Ruby asked between kisses, pressing her lips right up against the base of her sex. At times, she would poke her tongue out against it, even suck in on it to try and encourage more contact.
"I... I don't know, I..." Her mind was beginning to get hazy. What did she want? Ruby and Yang, that's what - but beyond that, she simply couldn't focus. "Ruby, what do you want?"
"You... Mistress..." Backing away from the base again, she looked up to Weiss's eyes. Poor, poor girl, too dazed from pleasure to know what to do. There was no way she could give any form of command. So, she slid back up to her upper half again, pressing her lips against her neck and kissing it softly.
Yang didn't move from her length, now taking it upon herself to continue kissing it. Now, she could move to the middle, the only place that wasn't kissed.
Those lips of Ruby's were going to be the death of her. As Yang continued to tease the rest of her body, Weiss nearly jerked Ruby up to her lips, crushing their mouths together with great relish, kneading against her with all her might. With Yang being so sexy and Ruby being so sweet, it was a wonder she had survived this long.
Before her change. Would she have ever noticed if she remained biologically female? To that end, was she biologically female now, or not? Maybe she needed a checkup with the nurse, at the very least for that purpose.
It was a slight concern Ruby had kept. When - or if - the Dust wore off, would their relationship remain as it was? Sure, pleasing such an object was fun, but the lips of the heiress were something she enjoyed more. In fact, in all their time together, Ruby hadn't even asked Weiss for her to return the favour. When it was those two together, it was only the heiress who would finish. Ruby never seemed to be in the mood. Perhaps there was an underlying reason?
But those thoughts could wait. Already, Yang had prepared for the next phase of her plan. Spraying the fluid onto her hand, she had already began rubbing it all over the phallus. It just needed to be in one more place. "Spread 'em, princess."
Obligingly, Weiss let her thighs drift apart, but that didn't mean she wasn't nervous. "N-now, Yang... you will go s-slow, won't you? That's a lot, um, larger than the last thing you attempted to put in there..."
"Oh, don't worry, I will be." Holding her lover's legs, she held them up and onto her shoulders. Once she was spread enough, she placed the wet fingers between her cheeks, pushing them up against the puckered muscle.
As Yang made her preparations, Ruby helped distract her as best she could. Pressing her lips gently against Weiss's again, her hands slid down to cup her breasts, brushing against them and caressing them with loving care. It was a massive difference compared to the blonde's rough movements, always the way Ruby preferred.
It was then that, however briefly, Weiss seemed to realise that Ruby wasn't getting anything sexual out of their encounters. In fact, the most action she had got was her butt being pinched a single time and a little dry-humping. Wasn't that odd? But, of course, having lubrication slathered over one's forbidden entrance does tend to distract one from other matters.
"MMhh!" Weiss breathed. "Yang, it's... a little cold! Are you sure this is going to be alright?"
"Just keep kissing me..." Ruby requested. She knew it would be the best way to keep her attention whilst Yang gave her the most pleasure she could.
The blonde, however, was continuing gentle movements, smirking at how the muscle began to loosen up at her touch. And as the length continued to twitch at the stimulation of her rear end, she could see that she was ready.
Cheeks filling with redness, Weiss hungrily engaged Ruby's mouth again, desperate for distraction from everything, from her condition, from what Yang was about to do to her... from her concerns about their arrangement and how it might change if her condition was reversible. That helped loosen her up to Yang's fingertip. This time, it would be far more than the rest of her finger making its way past the gates, but she couldn't think too deeply about it. There was only the moment.
"Okay," she breathed before kissing Ruby harder than ever. Yang might as well go for it.
As Ruby distracted Weiss with their heated kiss, Yang had began to press up the phallus against the loosened muscle. It was far bigger than her finger this time, and needed more work in order to slide it inside. Rotating her hips, she shifted the phallus back and forth around the muscle, loosening it even more. Until it finally got to the point that she managed to slip the head inside.
"HMNH!" Weiss wailed into Ruby's mouth. That was so much more than she had been expecting! Even knowing it would be larger wasn't the same as actually feeling its girth. Was this what it had been like for Yang, accepting her? Not the same orifice, of course, but the same action. As last time, she felt her length softening as all of her body's attention was refocused on those hyper-sensitive nerves in and around the ring of muscle.
To counterbalance that oddness, one of Weiss's hands fell to Ruby's fleshy hindquarters and squeezed - but unlike last time, she kept squeezing, more gently and with her entire hand.
Shifting her hips slightly further forward, Yang pushed even more of the object inside. In such a short amount of time, it was already delving deeper then her finger had gone. Deeper, wider, all pressing against that strange area Weiss loved so much!
There was another thing she debated on. Should she pay attention to her length once again? Could she make Weiss orgasm without doing that this time? Was it even possible?
"Ooohhh..." Never before had Weiss felt anything like this. In a way, it was disgusting, and she felt like a horrible creature for not hating what was being done to her body. But she didn't. The smooth surface of the phallus gliding into her body, brushing against that tight knot of pleasure on its way in... nothing could describe it. Yang pounding into her was incredible!
At the same time, now she craved Yang's body. Craved it with her hardness. Alas, that would not be possible, not at the same time. Perhaps later, they would trade positions. Perhaps...
Perhaps someone else was already there who could take Yang's place.
Weiss tried to dismiss the idea. That was absurd. How was she supposed to concentrate on doing that while it was being done to her? But the more she thought about it, the more she envisioned sweet Ruby riding atop her, the more her limbs tingled in anticipation.
No. She couldn't ask Ruby to let her first time be in the middle of something like this. It wasn't right, it wasn't fitting. However, maybe there were other things they could do.
"Anything else, Mistress?" Ruby asked. Whilst their lips were parted, she could tell that she wanted to say something. Her hands were continuing to caress her soft breasts, even as Yang had began to slip inside even deeper, until she finally met her hips with her backside. Allowing her to be used to the feeling, she remained there, sighing contently.
The words "let me take you" almost burst from Weiss then and there, but she bit them back - barely. Having so much inside her was making it almost impossible to think! Numbly, she reached down to grip her semi-aroused member, smiling weakly when she felt how warm it was.
"M-mouth," she panted against Ruby's mouth. "Your mouth..."
"You want me to take you with my mouth?" she repeated. That would be close to Yang once again, a little too much so for comfort. But would it be so bad? Yang was still fully clothed, and it was a fake member that was beginning to slide in and out of her. It was probably the best way to satisfy her without actually being penetrated herself.
Nodding weakly, Weiss caressed Ruby's back again as he shaft slowly withdrew from inside her body, making her tremble. "If... if you..." The words wouldn't come out clearly, but she hoped Ruby understood. This was only worth her doing if it was what Ruby wanted, as well. Being that she had done it before, and also that she had seemed to harbour no ill feelings about lapping up the product of it a few moments ago, Weiss didn't expect much resistance, but the question had to be asked.
Without argument, she rightfully obeyed. That was the heiress - no, her mistress's command. Already she had began kissing down the heiress's body, down to her stomach, then below, until she was met with the base again. Not one to rush, she began to kiss against it softly, licking all around in the hope of encouraging her to be ready once again.
Yang was already beginning to push back in again, holding onto her legs firmly for support. Already, her own cheeks were beginning to heat up. Watching the phallus slide in and out of her orifice was really doing a number on her, even if it wasn't a real phallus going in!
Indeed, Ruby's attentions were beginning to make her hunger awaken once more, even in the face of so much pleasure being lavished upon her tight entrance. The thought boggled her mind: Yang was having sex with her. Anal sex. So dark and decadent, yet she couldn't even pretend that she disliked anything about it. This was ruining her forever.
"Nhh," Weiss breathed. "You... you two are so... infuriating, I... it's s-so good!"
"We ain't even started yet; wait 'til I get into a rhythm." Yang teased. The next series of gentle thrusts were being delivered faster. And then faster again. Not enough to be considered rough, but plenty to keep her moaning for a long time.
Ruby had also began, kissing up the phallus until she reached the head. And then finally, she took it into her mouth. Gliding her tongue over the head of her cock, she gently began to bob up and down, licking over whatever length was beginning to enter her mouth.
Of course, the instant Yang began thrusting in earnest, Weiss found her back arching, her legs flailing all over Yang's arms, even her thigh bumping against Ruby's head. One hand clenched against the sheets, the other grabbing onto Ruby's calf for dear life. Even without the soft attentions to the head of her cock, being literally thrusted into was more than her mind could handle. It was glorious.
And then Ruby had pushed yet more if her into her mouth. The mess of brown-and-red hair continued to bob up and down, tongue continuing to grace her by licking all over as much as she could.
"Easy there, Weiss, you don't wanna make Ruby choke on that." Yang had managed to keep Weiss's legs up, keeping them from falling onto her sister as she worked it as much as she could. Once comfortable again, she began to thrust faster, pushing the boundaries of their play even further.
"Yang, I... I'm not making her go too... fast, she's... doing..." Weiss wasn't even capable of finishing her sentence. Again. Why couldn't she talk? Of course, it had to be the combination of Yang forcing something in and out of her hind end while Ruby's mouth enveloped her throbbing arousal, but that still didn't seem like it would result in an inability to speak.
Yet she craved more. How truly sick she must be, having all of this done to her body and wanting more to happen, needing to be driven over the edge. Perhaps it had more to do with already having climaxed recently than about her sexual predilections. Maybe she'd never know.
"Someone's struggling to talk," Yang continued to tease. This really was driving her just as insane as Weiss was being driven! Already the heat on her sex was getting unbearable, enough to make her attempt to thrust deeper, only so she could try and grind her sex against the base of the strap on, but to no avail.
While Ruby... the redhead was going to repeat their first night. Taking a few deep breaths, she forced herself forward onto the phallus, taking it deeply into her throat. Her lips even managed to reach the base this time!
All of her was inside Ruby. That was glorious. It was as it should be! It was harder to savour while her rear being widened by the very thorough actions of her sister, but that didn't make it any less meaningful to the heiress.
But there was something else she wanted, that she needed to at least attempt. Tugging gently, Weiss moved Ruby's nearest leg up and over her so that Ruby was now straddling her head. And she began to tug her waist lower.
As she pulled back for breath, her eyes began to snap open. Surely Weiss wasn't thinking of taking herself with her mouth also! But as she began to feel the heiress's breath against her own sex, she knew that was indeed what she was going to do. Would she be alright with that?
"M-mistress? What the heck are you doing?"
"Whatever you w-want, Ruby." No other phrasing suited the moment, and she couldn't have said more if she wanted to with Yang still tilting at her behind. Still, all Weiss wanted Ruby to know was that she could kick her in the head and tell her to back off if she so chose.
However, the heady scent of her teammate was filling Weiss with yet more desire. Something about knowing that Ruby was completely untouched inflamed her need, yet made her want to take the utmost care. And this was with her soft white underwear securely in place, not to mention black tights covering everything! Keeping well away for the time being, she simply kissed a thigh through the fabric.
"Nnn... Weiss..." she found herself sigh, revelling in the feeling of having her inner thighs so delicately touched. But there was work to do. Opening her mouth once more, she took the length in, bobbing up and down. In an attempt to give the utmost pleasure, she tried to match her bobbing with the thrusts of her sister. But with her speed, that proved quite the challenge.
This was all too much for Weiss. To touch Ruby in such a way, it sent chills down her spine, it made her dizzy. Meanwhile, having her hole opened so much by Yang's relentless pace and Ruby's lavish attention on her sex wouldn't let her recover enough to think. Another orgasm was around the corner, and she didn't know what else she might do about it other than ride it out; besides, doing anything more to Ruby in that moment would probably just make her unable to concentrate on Weiss's sex. That was a selfish thought, but the whole procedure could become ungainly for all of them. Nobody wanted that.
"MmmhhhH!" Weiss moaned against Ruby's thigh. "Yang! Ruby! Yes!"
Hearing her throes of ecstasy were making the blonde grin, encouraging her to thrust as deep as she could in those last moments. She too began to kiss at the legs on her shoulders, anything she could do to add stimulation to their mistress.
Ruby had a similar idea. Once again, she took a few deep breathes, before diving down onto the phallus again, taking it all into her mouth and throat. But that wasn't all.
Her hands dipped down, close to where Yang was thrusting in and out of her, until they reached the soft orbs. Taking them into her hands, she attempted to massage them as best she could, desperately hoping to encourage her to finish.
THREE parts of Weiss being stimulated was far too much for her to handle, and her orgasm began to burble forth once more. There was nothing she could do for either of her partners. Nothing except...
As her length grew tight in preparation to loose into Ruby's mouth, Weiss curled up and pressed her face directly against Ruby's centre through the clothes, using it to muffle her long, quavering scream of delight. At least she would feel those vibrations.
"MFF!" All Ruby could feel was the vibrations against her sex, and the thick liquid spraying into her throat. Her own legs began to quiver in surprise, the pleasure was beginning to seep through to her. And being untouched prior to this was... Exciting.
Yang attempted her best to keep Weiss's orgasm going as long as she could, thrusting the phallus deep inside and moving her hips so it rubbed against her favourite place in there, continuing to kiss whatever skin she could get. But when it was over, she was also left trying to catch her breath, breathing heavily against Weiss's leg.
"Damn it Ice Queen... You sure know how to wear a girl out..."
Nothing would come from Weiss. She tried to speak, tried to at least tell Yang to keep her trap shut and just be grateful for the privilege, but her heart wouldn't have been in it, anyway. Instead she merely laid there with several inches of false phallus inside her, Ruby's mouth panting against her rapidly-softening length, and an increasingly-pungent sex a couple of layers of fabric away from her nose.
The younger sister was most definitely aroused. There could be no denying it. Whether or not she wanted anything done about said arousal was another matter, but Weiss needed a few seconds to recover before she could do anything regardless. Desperate not to make anything worse for either of them, she turned her face away and nuzzled Ruby's thigh affectionately.
"Soft," she breathed, so quietly that even Ruby might not have heard her, much less Yang from her upright position between her legs.
Retracting her hips, Yang slowly pulled the fake appendage out of their lover, finally freeing her of said stimulation. But watching the heiress struggle to bring herself together was a wonderful sight.
"Looks like we did the job, eh Rubes? I don't think she'll be stressed out for a while."
Her sister, however, once letting the softening length out of her mouth, could only breathe heavily as she lay her head against the heiress's side, eyes beginning to slide closed already. She could still feel their partner's breath right against her sex. This was the first time someone had tried to stimulate her, and she was hopelessly aroused by it. "Mmm..."
This could be a potentially awkward situation. What would Yang do with her sister aroused in the same room? Well, not just aroused, but aroused for the first time and asking for release? While that notion intrigued her greatly, Weiss knew that in practice, she'd rather not find out and have to deal with the consequences.
"Yang? Could you... get me a glass of water? Please?" Weiss rasped. In point of fact, her throat really was dry.
In truth, Yang had figured things out. She knew what was going on. The red cheeks of her sister were telling her everything. "I, uh, gotta wash this anyway, so I'll be gone for quite a while. Twenty minutes okay?"
Indeed, Yang knew. Weiss peeked out from around Ruby's skirt and held her gaze, praying she was not going to be judged, that Yang wouldn't hate her for the rest of her life for what might be about to take place in that room. With her little sister.
"Maybe you could... take my clothes to the laundry, too? Sorry, I just... I can't have those stains lying around..."
"Sure. Just don't push yourself too hard." That wasn't aimed at Weiss. It was a clear warning. She understood the terms of their relationship, that the two were both with Weiss. But that didn't stop her from making sure her sister would be safe.
"We won't," Weiss promised, voice deadly serious. "Um... see you soon."
Slipping off the phallus from her hips, and then picking up Weiss's clothes, Yang headed for the door, quickly heading out and locking the door behind her. She knew exactly what was going to take place. And while this wasn't the most thrilled she could feel about something, while part of her felt an anger rising at the idea of her sister being in this situation... she knew Weiss. She trusted her with their lives on the battlefield. Maybe she could trust her with this, too.
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She Wants The Dust