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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
- 58
- 59
- 60
Contains: Many x Many, Cops and Graphic Designers AU, Futanari, Futa on futa, Strap-on on Futa, Light Restraint, Women in uniform, Drug references (No actual Drug use), FBI (Don’t mind us), Incest, Breast play, Oral Sex, Spit-roasting, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex

Content warning for implied Rape/Sexual Harassment (But not really)

Detective Yang Xiao Long peered around the corner before quickly moving back behind cover. The dark alley beyond appeared clear. Yang turned back to Pyrrha standing behind her. Yangs lilac eyes had to strain to make out the deep black silhouettes of her and the rest of the tactical team in their dark uniforms. Officers Pyrrha Nikos, Blake Belladonna and Ruby Rose.

“That’s the place” Yang confirmed. “It looks clear. Ready to enter?”

Pyrrha nodded before turning back to face her team behind her, delivering their orders with practiced efficiency. Even if this was Yangs narcotics bust, it was still Pyrrhas team.

Blake led point as the SWAT team moved forwards as a group, their weapons drawn and ready in front of them. They were preparing to raid one of the biggest ‘Dust’ stores in the city.

The team approached the access door on the side of the warehouse. Ruby stepped forward and withdrew her scroll from her belt. She typed in a series of commands before holding her scroll up to the digital lock, making short work of intricate electronics. The door released with a metallic click.

The team stepped inside the building, followed closely by Yang securing the door behind her. All around them were crates stacked high as walls forming a maze through the building. With no sign of resistance or danger, they advanced deeper into the warehouse.

Turning the last corner, they finally came to a break in the ceaseless pattern of unending boxes. A space had been laid out as a crude office or break area with a fold out table and chairs. Still, there was no sign of anyone. Not even guards. Yang felt the tension continuing to rise inside of her. It was almost as if they were-

“That’s close enough”

All of the tactical teams’ weapons turned towards the source of the voice. Their resolve faltered however when they saw a familiar face step out from behind the shadow of the stacked crates. Neo, dressed in her casual t-shirt and cargo pants. What was she doing here? She wasn’t even supposed to-

It soon became clear however that she was not alone. Weiss Schnee, dressed in a smart white shirt and pants, stepped out behind her. One arm was wrapped around Neo’s chest to keep the shorter girl close against her while the pistol held in her free hand discouraged any attempt at resistance.

“Now drop your weapons, and no one gets hurt” Weiss ordered.

“That’s not going to happen” Yang replied, making use of her negotiators training to keep her voice calm but authoritative. “Now, let’s all just stay calm and talk this-”

The sound of movement emerged behind them. Yang glanced behind her and caught sight of another figure; a pistol pointed towards her back.

“I said, drop your weapons!” Weiss repeated. “You know who I am. And you know what I’m capable of”

Yang had read her file. Weiss Constance Schnee, daughter and heiress to the largest criminal organisation spread across all the Kingdoms. Their signature product ‘Dust’ accounted for well over half of the illegal drug activities in the entire Vale Police Department Narcotics Division. It was only once you stood inside of a warehouse filled to the rafters with the stuff that one would begin to get a sense of what that truly meant.

The tension lingered between them; each side unwavering as they stared eachother down.

Pyrrha was the first to lower her weapon before carefully laying it at her feet, standing back up with her hands raised. In quick succession, the rest of the team followed suit and lowered their weapons to the floor.

“Step back” Weiss instructed.

They all stepped away from their discarded weapons, hands held up beside their head. The figure behind them stepped forward, a chameleon Faunus with long brown hair tied in a neat ponytail. The woman reached down and retrieved the tactical teams’ weapons from the floor, carrying the weapons away and laying them far out of reach.

“Take off the vests and helmets as well” Weiss instructed.

The team began removing their tactical gear and helmets, uncovering the dark pants and t-shirts beneath. Yang removed her detective coat, dressed underneath in smart black trousers and white shirt. Ilia reached into their discarded uniforms to retrieve their handcuffs from their belts.

The Faunus women moved along the line, reaching up to secure each of their hands behind their backs before leading them to sit down on the line of chairs facing Weiss. Only once her adversaries were properly secured did Weiss dare to lower her weapon.

“Well, that went far better than I could have anticipated” Weiss looked down to face Neo still held tightly in her arm. Neo turned herself to face Weiss. A smile emerged as she raised herself up to press her lips against Weiss’s, the heiress leaning closer to deepen the kiss as Weiss’s arms encircled her captive. All pretence of their previous hostage situation had fallen away in their ravenous embrace.

The tactical team stared in shock. Yang fought against her restraints, starring daggers across at them as the realisation of her wife’s betrayal took hold.

Weiss ended the kiss before finally deciding to glance across at Yang as though she were a merely an afterthought. “Oh, I'm sorry” Weiss said with a deep grin. “Was that meant for you?”

Yangs anger was only enflamed further as Neo reached into a pocket and held out a note.

‘I told you I was involved in some pretty complex drugs’.

Weiss unravelled herself from around Neo. Weiss stepped forward to admire the sight of her captives arranged in front of her. Ruby glanced aside, refusing to meet her eyes the moment her gaze passed over her.

So adorable. She was going to save her for later.

Weiss moved along the line. “Well, aren’t you a pretty little thing” Weiss reached out to caress the tips of her fingers across the line of Yangs supple cheek. The blonde swiftly turned away from her touch, only to leave Weiss free to run those same explorative fingers through her elegant blonde locks. “And such lovely hair”

Yang turned back around to snap her teeth at Weiss. However, the heiress’s fingers were drawn out of her range before she could reach them. Having seemingly overstayed her welcome, Weiss continued her way along the line.

Weiss felt a smile creep onto her lips as she noticed the, unique traits, of the next of her captives. “Such a beautiful individual” Weiss took particular note of Blakes pointed black ears twitching on top of her head. “And a Faunus no less” Weiss’s traced her fingers across the edge of Blakes ear, smiling as she watched it twitch at her touch and her breath catch in her throat.

“Get your hands off of her!” Pyrrha protested.

The protest caused Weiss to turn her attention towards the last subject in line. She continued to tease the tip of her finger along the outside of Blakes twitching ear, tracing a line off of the very tip before finally abandoning her teasing entirely.

“And you must be the one in charge” Weiss looked up and down Pyrrha’s bound body. “Not surprising with these, ample assets”

Weiss hefted Pyrrhas chest in her hands, feeling the weight of the mounds forming against her palms. While she might silently bemoan yet another example of her own ‘Short-comings’ she could not help but appreciate such beauty laid in her hands for her to appraise at her leisure.

Weiss reluctantly released her hold over the officer’s plentiful chest. Licking her lips she watched the heavy mass drop from the tips of her fingers, Weiss stepped back to survey the entirety of her catch. It was now simply a matter of who to choose first.

“I’ll start with her” Weiss pointed towards Ruby.

Weiss stepped back from the line in front of her, leaning against the metal table behind her.

“Bring her over here” Weiss instructed.

Ilia pulled Ruby to her feet, half dragging the crimsonette across the floor for her to drop her to her knees in front of Weiss. Weiss unclipped the front of her belt, drawing her trousers down the length of her shapely legs to reveal the lacy white underwear concealed beneath. Weiss’s hands gripped the edge of the table.

“Take them down” Weiss instructed.

Ruby’s wrists chaffed against the restraints as if to wordlessly remind Weiss of the crimsonettes current predicament.

“With your mouth” Weiss clarified.

A flash of surprise passed across Rubys face before she silently accepted the reality of her new position. Leaning forwards Ruby caught the lip of Weiss’s lacy underwear between her teeth. She began to shift awkwardly from side to side as she drew them down the length of Weiss’s athletic legs. Weiss kicked the panties off with the tip of her shoe.

Ruby raised back up to find herself face to face with the shaft of Weiss’s semi-flaccid cock. Weiss thrust her hips towards Ruby’s face, pressing the head of her member against Ruby’s flushed cheek. Ruby submissively opened her mouth and accepted the first few inches of Weiss’s cock past her lips. With no real plan or technique in mind, the crimsonette began to suck lightly around the head of the woman's bulbous cock. Already Ruby could feel it beginning to harden in her mouth.

Behind her, the rest of the team modestly looked away. Attempting to be discreet proved far more difficult for Blake as her Faunus ears attuned her to every squelch and movement as Ruby continued to orally pleasure their captor. It soon emerged that the rest of the team would not be getting off easily themselves.

While Weiss eagerly sampled her delectable crimsonette, Neo and Ilia decided to indulge themselves on their own preferred choices. Neo straddled herself across Blakes lap, eagerly sucking the dark-haired woman’s lips into hers. Ilia reached down over her shoulder from behind her chair, sampling her fill of the redheads’ breasts. The aggressors’ explorative hands began to move down their fronts, cupping the bulges already growing between their target’s legs. Despite their captives’ reservations, they could not deny the effect of their hands combined with witnessing Rubys eager sucking.

Weiss reached down to grasp the crown of the crimsonettes hair, slowing her eager sucking and turning her face up to look her in the eyes.

“Stand up” Weiss instructed.

Licking her lips clean Ruby shakily began to rise to her feet, even as Weiss flatly refused to offer any kind of assistance. The moment that Ruby was standing, Weiss wasted little time before she was upon her once again. Weiss grabbed a handful of the crimsonettes pert breasts through her t-shirt, feeling the erect nubs rising to greet her palms as she cupped them.

Weiss’s fingers roved southwards across her flat middle, snaking beneath the lip of her top before repeating the path for her ascent. Catching her finger tips beneath the lip of Rubys sports bra, a satisfied smirk emerged on her lips as the woman’s modest bust burst free in front of her.

Weiss’s hands returned to the crimsonettes breasts, feeling the soft skin form and move in her hands. She caught the delicate nubs between her fingers, applying a teasing amount of pressure to send a jolt of pleasure coursing through her body.

Weiss grasped the belt of Rubys dark combat trousers, undoing the buckle and drawing them down her athletic legs. Weiss admired quite how moist the crimsonettes pussy had become. She even dared to reach down to sample it for herself, teasing the tips of her fingers around her outer most lips before daring to reach inside.

Ruby’s breath hitched tightly in her throat. Her lips tightened around Weiss’s fingers, whether to resist Weiss’s advance or to simply increase the pleasure as she did Weiss wasn’t entirely sure. Not that she particularly cared either way. Weiss felt her fingers reaching ever deeper, curling her fingers inside to ensure that no spot was left untouched.

Weiss withdrew her fingers with a moist pop. Lifting Ruby up she turned the crimsonette around and bent her over the table, her hand pressed between her shoulder blades to keep her firmly in place. Grasping the base of her shaft, Weiss probed the head of her cock past the opening of Rubys moist pussy lips.

Despite her preparations, Weiss could feel Rubys lips tightening around the shaft of her cock. The feeling of resistance only made it all the sweeter when the white-haired beauty burst through, feeling her entire length being consumed by the delectable warmth.

As she savoured the joy of her success, Weiss glanced across to check on the remainder of her captives. It seemed that Ilia and Neo were certainly making the most of this opportunity to enjoy themselves. The two of them had undone the front of their chosen plaything’s trousers and were enthusiastically riding in their laps as their cocks hilted themselves inside of their eager pussies.

Neo had her arms encircled around Blakes shoulders as she devoured the Faunus’s chest. Ilia preferred to ride the redhead reverse cowgirl across her lap, leaning back to use the officer’s ample chest as a pillow as she eagerly bounced in an enthusiastic rhythm. The harsh scratch of the metal chair leg against the hard concrete accompanied every upwards lift and downwards thrust. Despite their best efforts to present themselves to the contrary, it was clear that the officers were beginning to take nearly as much enjoyment in the experience as their supposed ‘tormentors’.

Detective Xiao Long however, for the time being, remained entirely untouched. The moment that Weiss made eye contact with the stoically faced blonde, she swiftly looked away.

A devious smile crept across Weiss’s lips. “It’s ok, you can look all you want”

Weiss noticed the tell-tale flicker of Yangs eyes before being swiftly averted.

“After all” Weiss persisted. “You’ll be getting yours soon enough”

With her insinuation still lingering in the air, Weiss redoubled her efforts to bury herself as deep inside of the quivering crimsonette as she could reach. With one final thrust Weiss slammed her hips against the crimsonettes ass, unleashing a torrent of white cum inside of her pussy.

The crimsonette responded to the wash of ejaculate by letting loose with a deep cry of pleasure, one that she had no doubt been fighting to contain from the beginning. The young woman sustained this howl of excitement falling listlessly onto the table in front of her. Her soft pants of quivering breath were all she could bring herself to muster.

“Hang in there, sis” Yang called out as she strained against her seat, trying as best she could to assure herself that Ruby was ok.

Weiss slowed her thrusts to a crawl as the aftermath of her release washed through her. Had she just heard her correctly?

“Sister?” Weiss laughed to herself. “Oh, that is just too precious”

Ideas began to form in Weiss’s mind. Very, very bad ideas.

“Ilia” Weiss called out. Ilia slowed herself in riding Pyrrha’s lap. “Sorry to spoil your fun. Bring the blonde bimbo over here”

The pleading glint in the Faunus’s eyes told Weiss that she was not far from her own release. Despite her reservations, Ilia reluctantly obeyed. As she climbed off of Pyrrha’s lap, Weiss could not help but notice the flash of disappointment pass across the redhead’s face.

Leaving a trail of moisture drizzling in her wake, Ilia pulled the taller blonde to her feet as she drew her across the space to stand face to face with Weiss. Even if Weiss’s eyes barely reached the blondes shoulders, combined with a few inches of combat boots on top of that, the white-haired woman refused to be intimidated.

Instead, Weiss simply reached out and released the belt of the blondes combat trousers as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Weiss’s delicate fingers withdrew Yangs stiff cock, admiring the impressive size and girth of it in her hand. Perhaps she shouldn’t be surprised to find that this was all in proportion with the rest of her.

Weiss reached down to caress Yangs moist pussy lips hidden just beneath her cock, teasing the moist folds with delicate skill and precision before daring to slip inside. Those elegant finger tips began to touch up against the base of Yangs cock from the inside, a single caress being all that was necessary to rouse her. Yang fought to supress a deep moan despite the undeniable effect Weiss was having on her as her raging cock rose to full height.

“Looks like she’s feeling pretty energetic” Weiss’s moist fingers withdrew from Yangs pussy, playing with the head of Yangs bulbous cock. “Shame she’s not going to be getting anything today”

Yang felt a pang of cold dread pass through her. What had she just said?

Yang however was unable to dwell on it any further before she suddenly found herself being thrust forwards, stumbling over to lay face first on the metal table beside Ruby. From this position Yang could see that her little sister, while clearly blissed out from the intense experience, remained no worse for wear.

Behind her, Yang could overhear Weiss calling for Ilia to retrieve ‘The device’ only for Ruby to be suddenly pulled off of the table. Yang tried to turn her head to follow only for Weiss to reach down and grasp either side of the blondes head. Turning her back around, Yangs moment of surprise allowed Weiss to slip her cock past Yangs parted lips.

With the shaft pressed into her mouth, Yang instinctively began suck. Her tongue, trapped beneath Weiss’s cock, began to lash back and forth across the underside of the shaft. Weiss continued to grasp Yangs head, interlacing her fingers through the blonde’s long hair as she urged her on.

While Yangs attentions were consumed by the press of Weiss’s cock buried in her mouth, Ilia was keen at work preparing Ruby for her own activities. Having already discarded the crimsonettes heavy boots and pants, Ilia now worked to secure the black leather belts of the strap-on around her slim waist. The meaty shaft of the jet-black dildo stood proud and erect in front of her.

With Ilia guiding her, and with her hands still secured tightly behind her back, Ruby stumbled forwards until the tip of her faux cock was pressed against the welcoming entrance of her sister’s pussy. With Ilia’s palms grasping the swell of Rubys pert butt she pushed forwards, urging the younger woman into her incestuous union. Yangs lips parted in an almost welcoming embrace as the head of Rubys cock slipped inside with minimal effort. A deep moan escaped Yangs lips which was swiftly supressed by the thrust of Weiss’s cock driving ever further inside of her mouth. The sensual vibrations reverberating through her shaft only added to Weiss’s pleasure.

Moving her hands around to grasp the crimsonettes hips, Ilia began to draw her out until only the tip remained inside her sister before driving back inside. Ilia repeated this action again and again until she was practically managing every thrust and counter-thrust of their incestuous union.

While Ilia could hardly deny the illicit thrill she felt at being the architect of such a depraved copulation, she still felt as though she should be suitably rewarded for her efforts. All it took was an errant flick of the crimsonettes finger across her bare clit for her to decide how she was to be repaid.

While keeping one hand planted firmly on Rubys hip to guide her forwards Ilia’s other hand began to drift. Her fingers wrapped around the wrist of Rubys bound hand, feeling the crimsonettes fingers twitching against her hand at the unexpected touch. Ilia drew Rubys hands back, guiding the crimsonettes flickering fingers towards the source of her heat just past her reach.

The first brush of the crimsonettes fingertip across her clit was both unexpected and euphoric, sending a first jolt of pleasure coursing through her body. Ilia's grip tightened around Rubys wrists, drawing the crimsonettes hands back as she guided them closer to her core.

Rubys hands fumbled blindly behind her even as her hips continued to thrust wildly in front of her. Rubys fingers roved across the outer folds of Faunus woman’s pussy. She felt the moisture and the heat radiating from her core right up until the moment she moved away and felt the rush of the cool air across her skin. The moment that she pushed back however, Ruby suddenly found the tips of her fingers consumed by an intense heat of the chameleon girls’ tight lips as she was buried inside.

This time, Ilia refused to allow her to escape. As the crimsonette thrust forwards once again, Ilia swiftly followed her. With her hips pressed firmly against the crimsonettes butt, Rubys fingers had little choice but to delve deeper inside of her warm, moist core.

Across the warehouse, with one final powerful upwards thrust, Blake emptied the contents of her strained cock inside of Neos accommodating pussy. While the dark-haired Faunus woman was swiftly overtaken by the swell of euphoria of her release, Neo could not help but feel somewhat unsatisfied with her fill so far.

Sliding off of Blakes quivering lap, releasing her slowly softening member with a moist pop, Neo set out in search of further pleasures. Glancing around she found Weiss and her little foursome to be rather involved in their own, activities. It seemed a shame to interrupt them.

That was when the perfect opportunity, as it often did, fell right into her ravenous hands. Neo looked across to see Pyrrha still sitting restlessly on the seat beside her. Just ripe for the plucking. Neo stepped up in front of Pyrrha, a devious smile etched across her lips as she peered down at the redhead. Neos gaze seemed to look at her as if to say ‘I can help you, if you beg me’.

From her perspective, Pyrrha felt herself being driven mad by being balanced on the very cusp of her release for what felt like eternity. As much as she consciously resisted, her body continued to burn relentlessly. She may have had a chance to overcome it herself were it not for Neo’s dexterous fingers reaching down and teasing across the underside of her already straining shaft. Any lingering sense of control shattered in an instant. It was all Pyrrha could take.

“Please” Pyrrha begged. “Please, suck my dick”

A deeper smile creased Neo’s lip. She began by slowly teasing her tongue to the underside of her shaft, following the same line as she had with her fingers. The tip of her tongue traced back up to circle around the head before repeating her path along the underside of the shaft.

Whatever her intentions, Neo seemed to be doing everything possible other than what would lead Pyrrha towards her much sought-after release. It was driving Pyrrha to the edge of insanity. For her part, Neo seemed to revel in savouring it, enjoying every stifled cry and quiver of her body as it overtook her. It took all of Pyrrhas remaining resolve not to fall apart at this very moment.

In the end, Neo empathetically chose to relent. She dipped her head down to wrap her lips around the head of Pyrrhas cock as she began sucking for dear life. At the same time, her finger tips once more began to play across the underside of Pyrrhas cock. Pyrrhas tenuous control shattered beneath Neos sustained assault. The head of her cock swiftly erupted into Neo’s mouth, the younger woman early devouring the release. The fatigue of her efforts finally caused Pyrrha to collapse listlessly back into her hard metal chair.

Ruby was not quite so measured as she continued to drive wildly into her sister. At the same time, every forward thrust caused the base of the strap-on to press hard against the crimsonettes engorged clit. After all that Weiss had already done to her, she was perilously close to orgasming once again.

The tipping point arrived when Yangs intense orgasm wracked her body. Her chest heaved, her mouth groaned, her pussy lips clenched tightly around the faux shaft of her sister’s cock. Ruby found herself pressed between two immovable objects. Yang remained impassable in front of her even as Ilia continued to press heavily against her back. Ruby felt her pussy lips rush with a torrent of cum as it cascaded down her bare legs.

The orgasmic spasming of the crimsonettes fingers buried deep inside of her pussy sent Ilia swiftly following in their wake as her release washed over her.

Yangs relentless sucking around the head of Weiss’s cock was more than enough to push her over the edge. The white-haired beauty braced her hands heavily against the table for support as the head of her cock burst to coat the inside of Yangs throat.

Weiss pulled herself free of Yangs mouth, stumbling back on unsteady feet as the pleasure continued to cascade through her body.

“Well” Weiss felt a smile rise to her lips as she took in the sight in front of her. “She’s certainly a spirited one isn’t she” Weiss turned her attention to Neo. “Neo, help her over”

Neo raised herself to her feet, offering a fleeting wink to the exhausted red head before she moved across the room towards the table. Ilia supported Ruby as she withdrew her faux penis from inside of her sister’s pussy, a fresh cascade of juices spilling out of her the moment that the plug was released. With much muted effort Neo grasped an ample handful of the blonde’s side as she rolled her over onto her back on the table. Her raging cock stood proud and erect above her.

Ilia helped to draw the belt of the crimsonettes strap-on from around her waist, laying the device aside in an unimportant corner. With the barrier of the strap-on removed, Ilia guided the crimsonette forward to straddle her legs across her sister on the table. With her knees planted firmly on either side of sister’s torso, the crimsonettes pussy continued to linger a scant few inches from the bulbous head of her Yangs cock.

Under Ilia’s guidance, Ruby was lowered down onto her sisters’ cock, her moist lips parting as the first few inches slipped inside with minimal effort.

Weiss stood back as she admired the delectable act of incest unfolding in front of her. The heiress swiftly decided that there was still more fun to be had with this situation. “It looks like there’s still one tender hole left to be plundered” Weiss stepped around them, admiring the sight from every angle. “Why don’t we make it a hattrick?”

Grasping the base of her moist cock in her hand, Weiss teased the head around the puckered opening of the crimsonettes asshole. As Ruby lowered herself down onto her sister’s shaft, Weiss pressed herself forward into the crimsonettes asshole. With every push Weiss could feel Rubys muscles tightening around her, resisting her attempts to delve ever deeper. Compared to her other holes, despite their distinguishing qualities, Ruby’s ass was undoubtedly proving to be her favourite.

The crimsonettes mouth was warm and her lips inviting as her tongue played across the underside of her shaft. Her pussy was comforting and familiar, offering just enough tightness for Weiss to savour the feeling without needing to exert herself unnecessarily. Her ass however was on a completely different level, an opening which gripped her with tremendous force from all sides and made her fight for every inch she gained like the devilish little minx she was.

Seeing quite how much fun Weiss was having, Ilia and Neo decided to indulge themselves with their own partners. Neo settled herself down onto Pyrrhas muscled thighs, feeling her rejuvenated length pressing against the small of her back. Neo raised herself up on Pyrrhas lap, feeling the gap of her plush butt rubbing up and down her shaft.

As Neo reached her peak one final time, she shifted herself so that as she descended she rested the opening of her puckered asshole against the bulbous head of Pyrrhas cock. As the shorter girl relaxed her stance her whole weight began to balance on the head of Pyrrhas cock, feeling the clenching of her muscles resisting the immovable press of Pyrrhas head.

The resistances of Neo’s asshole suddenly caved, her muscles relaxing and suddenly impaling herself atop the redhead’s powerful spear. Neo felt her whole-body quiver and shake with pleasure as her bowels were filled with such an incredible mass and heat. Pyrrha moaned, her arms straining against the hold of the restraints still bound securely behind her back.

Neo slowly began to lift herself back up, feeling the unceasing pull of her muscles fighting to resist her every attempt to break free. The delicate nubs of the redheads’ nipples teased across Neo’s back with every movement. Even as she reached her peak, the slow descent back towards the base encountered much of the same dogged resistance. It was only after several repeated thrusts and counterthrusts that Neo’s muscles began to loosen. It was now that Neo set about milking her throbbing cock in earnest.

Across the divide Ilia was taking a rather different approach. While Neo was perched on the edge of Pyrrhas lap as she pistoned herself up and down on her cock. Ilia had herself straddled across Blakes lap with her arms wrapped tightly around the Faunus woman’s shoulders. Her lips were a ravenous blur across the Faunus woman’s neck, kissing, sucking and nipping with reckless abandon. At the same time, Ilia lifted her athletic hips from atop Blakes thighs, feeling the delectable pull of her muscles around Blakes cock before pressing herself down once again.

All across them each continued to ride, or be ridden, with untold exhilaration. It was not long before the warehouse erupted in shared howls of excitement heralded by a mass of quivering, exhausted bodies.

Weiss was the first to recover. Weiss grasped onto Rubys quivering shoulders, taking the crimsonettes weight as she assisted the girl down from the table. Supporting her as best she could manage Weiss daintily lowered (See, fumbled) Ruby down onto crude fold out seat beside them. Weiss knelt herself down in front of Ruby, clutching the crimsonettes flushed cheeks tenderly in her hands as she stared into her eyes.

“Ruby, are you ok?” Weiss asked, a tinge of worry creeping into her voice as she watched the slow blinking of her wife’s bliss-soaked eyes.

Rubys gaze began to focus, peering back at Weiss even as the sweat continued to trickle down her forehead. A smile crept onto the crimsonettes lips. She leant forward and pressed her lips to Weiss’s, drawing the white-haired beauty into a deep kiss. The fiery embers of the passionate embrace were kept in check only by their shared exhaustion. What would normally be a deep, roving cascade of pleasures remained a chaste and tender embrace.

Fearing that her exuberance would cause her to fall out of the chair, Weiss reluctantly broke the kiss before depositing the crimsonette back down onto the seat. Weiss shifted over to retrieve her discarded trousers, withdrawing the key from her pocket. Weiss stepped around behind Ruby and released her cuffs from around her sore wrists before swiftly returning to lavishing attentions upon her thoroughly satisfied, and equally satisfying, partner.

While Weiss was busy with Ruby, Ilia and Neo were also diligently removing the cuffs from around their respective partners wrists.

Neo, ever the boundless, fount of energy that she was, practically skipped her way across the distance which separated her from her still restrained lover. Neo leapt up onto the table and splayed herself across Yangs front, burying her face into the deep valley of Yangs ample cleavage. Neo peered up from between her partners breasts with a wide grin spread across her face, enjoying the warm press of Yangs skin against her cheeks.

Neo held up the note that she had prepared earlier as a devilish grin formed on her lips. ‘Beg me, and I’ll take the cuffs off’.

Yang felt a smile rising to her lips in reply. With great effort the blonde hefted her back off of the cold metal table. The action was made all the more cumbersome as Neo continued to press herself tight against Yangs ample chest, encircling her arms around Yangs neck for support as the larger woman sat herself upright.

Once Weiss was assured that Ruby was properly settled, she reluctantly disentangled herself from the crimsonette and moved to assist Yang.

“Come on you two” Weiss bemoaned, leaning down to unlock the cuffs binding Yangs wrists. “We need to get this place cleaned up before the morning shift arrives”

“Who says we have to leave yet?” Yang joked with a devious grin. The moment her arm was free of its restraint Yang took advantage of her newfound freedom to wrap her arm around Weiss’s neck, drawing the whitehaired beauty to smother her against the mass of her ample bust. “I’ll bet that coming in to find your half naked boss would be quite a workplace bonus”

Weiss drew herself free from the overwhelming press of Yangs chest. She could feel the sudden flush of redness to her cheeks. She assured herself that that it was solely as a result of her previous exertions. Across from her, Neo stubbornly continued to cling herself to Yangs chest, enjoying the touch of her plush, if a little sweaty, pillow. The deep grin across her face assured her that she too would consider it quite a bonus to be see that.

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<Yang returns to the precinct the next morning, collapsing down into her chair with a heavy sigh. She needed to get some coffee in her before->

“Xiao Long!”

<Yang wasn’t surprised to see Chief Goodwitch storming out of her office the moment she arrived. At this point she might as well make reporting the Chiefs office a daily occurrence on her schedule>

Glynda, furious: “I’ve just had the Editor of The Times on the phone, asking if the Department would like to comment on the SWAT raid that was conducted on the SDC warehouse last night. They’re already calling it ‘The Biggest Bust of the Century’ right across from a promotional picture from the department charity swimsuit calendar displaying a pair of your massive tits and your stupidly grinning face!”

<Beat>

Yang, treading on razor thin ice: “I can assure you that there was sufficient probable cause for my… investigation”

<Glynda glared at her>

Glynda, still furious: “There better be. Because I expect a full report on your ‘Investigation’ by noon today or you’ll be back on foot patrol and running licence plates until your retirement. Is that clear?”

Yang: “Yes ma’am”

<Glynda leaves as Yang sits back in her seat. She didn’t know how she’s ever going to-

Yangs thoughts are interrupted by a sharp, irregular knocking sound behind her. Yang turns around in her seat to see Officer Velvet repeatedly slamming her forehead in her desk, her fists clenched as though she was fighting a losing battle against her overwhelming frustrations>

Detective Kai Wang threw back her shot of whiskey before slamming the glass down onto the bar.

“Barman, another!” she shouted.

But no matter how much she drank she couldn’t remove that poor girl’s body from her thoughts. Her blood was on her hands, on her jacket and in her hair (She began to regret not showering before going out).

Still, whatever way she looked at it, something still didn’t feel right about it. But as the Barman poured her next shot, it suddenly dawned on her. There had been blood everywhere in the crime scene, except on the victim.

Slamming her tip down on the bar Kai left her drink untouched as she rushed out to the parking lot and leapt onto her waiting motorcycle. Hornet’s engine roared into life as the bike sped through the city streets with such frantic disregard for city traffic laws that she caused over a dozen near-misses and the total destruction of one row of traffic cones after misjudging a high-speed turn along the cordoned off section of the street towards Emerald Street.

Despite the danger, and the collateral damage to the traffic cones, she arrived at the Morgue and ran inside. Searching frantically along the identical rows of cabinets she quickly found the one. Pulling open the door and sliding out the tray she found the unit, empty. It seems that, despite the absurdity of it all, there was only one explanation. The victim, was still alive.

Neo, via a note shoved directly into her field of view: “What are you doing?”

Yang, glancing up from her laptop: “Continuing with my novella. The one about the daring, blonde Vale Police Detective who just happens to also have a smoking hot ride and a smoking hot bod”

Neo: “So pure fantasy writing then”

Yang, dodging Neo’s jab: “This is my favourite part so far”

<Yang scrolls through the file to the appropriate chapter>

Detective Kai paced back and forth across the interview room. Her stern, unyielding gaze never wavered from the young woman sitting across the table from her.

“You were the last one to see her alive” Kai recounted. “What did you see?”

“I’m not talking to the likes of you” Liesel Schwarz countered.

“Don’t be coy, it doesn’t suit you” Kai chastised. “You knew she had the Dust and that someone else wanted it. Question is, who and why?”

“Like I said, I refuse to debase myself to the likes of you” Liesl persisted.

Kai huffed in thinly veiled frustration. Her adversary was a young slip of a girl barely past her 20^th year. The devilish little minx insisted on wearing a frilly white top and a teasingly short skirt, no doubt easily capable of driving all the hot-blooded youths wild. She tried to act touch but it was clear that was nothing more than a façade. All Kai had to do was crack the shell, sit back and watch her melt. She just needed the right, tool.

“Well, I guess if you won’t talk to me” Kai stepped around the interview table behind Liesel as she began to draw down the front of her zipper. “Maybe you’ll talk to my partner”

Liesel turned to follow her, the girls’ pale blue eyes snapping wide the moment she caught sight of it.

“Miss Schwarz, meet Officer Gongji” Kai smiled with a self-satisfied grin as her semi-erect member flopped out of the front of her pants.

Liesels cheeks flushed a deeper shade of rouge as she found herself unable to pry her eyes away from the monster in front of her.

“Oh, Detective Wang” Liesel swooned. “Is that, regulation?”

“Missy, in here” Kai seized Liesels shoulders in a vice like grip, lifting her from her seat before pressing her firmly against the wall. Her eyes burned with a passion to match her namesake. “I am the regulator”

As Liesels chest heaved with excitement Kai threw her lips against the smaller girls. She was determined to get the information she needed, no matter what it took.

<Neo scrutinised the page in front of her. Without warning, the shorter girl leaned over and began typing, her fingers a flurry across the keyboard.>

Neo: “There, I fixed it for you”

“Miss Schwarz, meet Officer Gongji” Kai smiled with a self-satisfied grin as her semi-erect member flopped out of the front of her pants.

Liesels cheeks flushed a deeper shade of rouge as she found herself unable to pry her eyes away from the monster in front of her. The interview room was quickly filled with an ear-splitting shriek as the terrified woman scrambled from her seat away from the clearly deranged Detective.

Hearing the scream from outside several uniformed officers burst into the room and immediately handcuffed Detective Kai. They immediately moved the traumatised young woman to another interview room for care with specially trained officers. Detective Kai was immediately placed on suspension pending a sexual harassment and duty of care violation hearing. The on-going case was transferred to another equally competent detective who was not in the habit of exposing themselves to vulnerable young women during the course of their work.

<Beat>

Yang, swiftly hitting the delete key: “I liked my version better”

A/N: Gongji is (Supposed to be) ‘Rooster’.

The reasoning behind the title (Aside from the obvious) is referring to the ‘XX’ Double-Cross betrayal displayed here by Neo which as it turns out was a fake (Because that’s totally how treachery works). That is even though I expect that Neo was actually enjoying every moment of it (They all were actually).
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Remnant Armada