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Every Little Part Of You	By : RWBYRemnants Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 2926 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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THIS CHAPTER: Morning wood, sleepy through-clothes handjob, mom awkwardness, footsie.

=Chapter 6
When Yang awoke the next morning, it was after another fitful night’s sleep, full of dreams about Ruby. They were gloriously not safe for work. For a moment, she simply snuggled in and metaphorically rolled around in the memories, probably way too happy for her own good.
Then it started to sink in as she became more awake. She shouldn’t have this big of a crush on her half-sister. Her little half-sister; even if she was of age, she was still younger than her and therefore her responsibility to protect and ensure that nothing bad happened to her. The fact that they were equally disgusting didn’t make Yang any less obligated.
She had been laying there for a while, trying to purge the thoughts so she could hopefully drift off again, when there was a little knock. It was soft, like a cat bumping its nose against the door.
“Yang?”
Of course it was her. Neither her father nor step-mother ever seemed to get the chance to try waking her up, since Ruby volunteered every time. Rolling her eyes, she groaned out, “Go away.”
“Are you decent?”
“Mhhh…” Rubbing her face, she said, “Yeah, yeah.”
After a brief pause, the voice asked, “Do you really want me to go away?”
More guilt. Rolling her eyes, she had to call out, “No, but I’m tired.”
The door creaked open. Ruby was still dressed in her pyjamas, though they looked more rumpled and so did her hair. Closing the door softly behind herself, she tiptoed across the room to stand by the bed.
“Hey.”
“Mhhh.”
“Mom’s making waffles and bacon. She just started, though.” After a few seconds, she nudged the lump that was Yang with her wrist. “Want me to help you get out of bed?”
“Nooo,” she groaned as she squeezed her eyes shut. “I wanna sleep…”
“Let me in.” When she nudged again, Yang grunted and rolled her eyes, nipping the blanket up so Ruby could slide into the bed next to her. “Mmm, it’s so warm in here!”
“Yeah, and probably sweaty.”
Rolling over to face away from Yang, she whispered, “Yeah. I don’t mind, though; it still smells pretty clean. Like… clean-sweat.”
“Okay,” she snorted as she turned to curl around Ruby. Which she perhaps shouldn’t have done.
“O-oh! You’re… again this morning, huh?”
“Yeah. Sorry, I… it’s just how I wake up a lot of the time. Sorry.” Swallowing and feeling her mind clarify, she realised that she should have kept her hips back a little further but it was too late now. “You wanna switch? You could spoon me.”
“No, it’s fine.” She wiggled a little, then licked her lips as she said over her shoulder, “Is that okay?”
Nodding, Yang let Ruby settle against her. It definitely was going to keep her morning wood at firm attention, but her sister felt comfortable enough in her arms that she didn’t mind. They didn’t have to do anything just because she was “awake”.
“This is so nice…” Her sister sighed, reaching down to play her hands over Yang’s.
“Yeah, real nice with me like this. Must be super comfortable to get jabbed in the butt.”
Giggling, Ruby whispered, “That part’s just extra fun. But yeah, I… I don’t mind at all, I told you that.”
“Oh, I know, I didn’t forget - like I could. Just hard for me to believe is all.” Then she decided to lighten the mood. “Get it? Hard for me to believe?”
While Ruby was groaning at the pun, Yang laughed and snuggled in closer. If they were going to have an atypical relationship like this, maybe they should start joking about it a little. Better than hating their lives with a passion the way she felt like doing already.
“You’re a dork.” Then she went on, “So today, I thought we could go out again. Um… maybe pick up some stuff from the store, have a picnic on the beach? Or if you’re tired of the beach, we could do the movies like you said.”
“Both? Both is good.” Without thinking, she added, “Kinda wanna take you out to dinner.”
After a heartbeat, Ruby whispered, “I… I would really love that. Are you sure, though?”
“What? Oh… oh shit, yeah, that would be pretty conspicuous! God, I’m so stupid,” she hissed at herself.
“Not stupid. I’m into it, we’ll… sometime before you have to leave, we can go across town, find a place none of us usually go. Be us, be… whatever it is we could be when we’re not in this house.”
That was awfully specific, and had specific implications. Swallowing hard, she whispered, “What even is that? I just… just think we shouldn’t pretend we could do that, I mean, I don’t want to ruin your life.”
“But we can,” Ruby whispered as she rolled over to look at Yang properly. “I know you’re worried, and I get why you would be. But I think… I think I want to find out what it could be like. With you.”
“Ruby… you’re talking like this can be… like we could be…”
Her cheeks were flushed, and she bit her lip for a moment as her wide, silvery eyes gazed up into Yang’s, full of affection and trust, and even a little need. “What else would you call it?”
They were going to kiss. It was inevitable; either Yang had to do something immediately, or she was going to make out with her half-sister.
So she rolled onto her back. “I don’t know! Okay? But… I don’t hate it, even while it makes me crazy. I just… don’t want to call it anything because I’m afraid it’ll make us even weirder together.”
“What’s so wrong with that?” she asked, automatically curling around Yang’s side, a hand resting on her stomach and a leg draped over hers.
“What’s so wrong? Think about it. Everybody says that… that if we’re related, it’s wrong, and… and once we start doing stuff, we can’t take it back. That’s part of our lives forever.”
“But I don’t care.” When Yang didn’t answer, she reached up to turn her face toward her. “Hey. You think I haven’t been thinking about this? I have. I’m not just some dumb lovesick puppy.”
Frowning, she whispered, “I didn’t say you were. I just… I don’t want to hurt you, Ruby. I love you too much.” Even though it was weird to say, the instant it came out she knew it was true.
“And I love you. Feeling like this… I couldn’t pretend it’s not what we both think it is if I tried. And I don’t wanna try! The first day, I wasn’t sure, but by the end of last night… I knew. You’re who I want to be with.”
“But… we could never get married. It would be illegal.” Saying that made everything a little too real to Yang, and she slammed her eyes shut to ward off tears. “Shit… shit. Shit shit shit shit SHIT.”
“Shhh,” Ruby soothed her, kissing her neck. It only made Yang flinch. “No, don’t be upset; it’s okay! I, um… I did a little googling last night. There’s a lotta stories out there of siblings who get separated at birth or something, they grow up far away, and then when they meet… they fall in love. There’s a term for it.”
“There’s a term just for hooking up with your sister? I thought it was called ‘living in the South’.”
The younger sister rolled her eyes, pulling Yang as close as she could. This time, Yang could feel a hip pushing down against the tent in her pants, but neither of them mentioned it. “No, it’s called ‘genetic sexual attraction.’ Like, if you grow up with family, you won’t think they’re attractive. That’s why most brothers and sisters don’t do stuff like this; they get used to each other and think of each other as ‘family’ and that’s it. But if you’re in different houses, and then you meet when you’re an adult… it can happen. Some of those science guys say it’s actually more likely to happen than with a stranger; you feel something familiar in that long-lost brother or sister, and you want it. Either just emotionally, or… in this way.”
For some reason, this wasn’t something Yang had been expecting to hear. Ruby had felt so strongly about this that she had already done research? She was both horrified and impressed. Mostly the second part, the longer she thought about it.
“Whoa… are you for real with this? Like, it’s not just me?”
“Us. Not you, us; I told you, it’s me, too.”
“Well, yeah, but… I thought it was only sick, twisted people who would want to…” Instead of what she had been going to say, she changed it to, “Who would be okay with their half-sister twerking on their junk.”
“Nope,” Ruby giggled, clearly bemused by the phrasing. “Happens sometimes. And like, obviously if I was your parent, or vice versa, it wouldn’t be okay. Since one of us would be in charge of the other one; it’s a whole ‘power imbalance’ thingy. But we’re both adults, we both like each other this way, so… who cares? It’s nobody else’s business.”
That really was something to think about. Maybe she wasn’t actually sick? It would be a relief if there was any truth to it. Yang took that little grain of hope into her heart, silently cherishing it.
However, all she said was, “Huh… wow, learn something new every day.”
“Yep,” she breathed, kissing Yang’s neck again. This time, it earned a shiver. “You okay?”
Instead of answering directly, Yang asked, “Why are you the parent?”
“What?”
“You said if you were my parent. Like, I’m older, shouldn’t your little scenario be the other way around?”
At that, Ruby smirked and whispered, “Why? Wanna be my daddy?”
“NOPE!” Yang burst out, wide-eyed. “Holy shit, WOW, that’s… okay, we already have enough problems, don’t add that one on top of the rest!”
Cackling madly, she wrapped herself more tightly around Yang as she continued sputtering and feeling embarrassed. When they had both calmed a little, she left yet another kiss on Yang’s neck, earning a sigh and an arm wrapping around her back.
“I was kidding,” she finally whispered. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay, I guess.” Sighing, she tried to let herself relax, hard as it was. In more ways than one.
“Wow, you’re really ready to go down there,” Ruby commented, grinding her hip a little against Yang so she would know what she meant. As if it were necessary. “Mmm…”
“Cut it out.” But Ruby didn’t; not right away. A little groan of frustration floated out of her throat as she felt the warmth pressing down against her, moving up and down and making thrills of pleasure shoot through her form.
As Ruby’s hand petted the far side of her neck, she whispered, “Is this what it wants?”
“Y-yeah,” she breathed. “But you should… probably not…”
“Probably.” When Yang whimpered, she frowned and stilled. “Sorry. I know this is still really weird, and weirder for you. I’m just… I really wanna make you feel good.”
“You do. But this is too close to… us really doing… y-you know.”
At that, she did slide off Yang’s body a little. At the same time, however… her hand drifted down to grip it through the fabric of her pants.
“So huge!” she hissed. “I don’t know how you walk around with one of these all the time!”
“It’s not like this all the time!” Biting her lip, she weathered Ruby stroking it and feeling around for its shape for a moment. “C-could you maybe not?!”
“But I like it,” she whispered with a pout. Another stroke; this time, Yang didn’t protest. “I’ll quit if you really want me to, but…” Her hand went down to the base of the shaft, then up to the tip again. “It’s warm… even through your clothes…”
Yang couldn’t speak. She could only lay there in shock and amazement as Ruby stroked her, began to get more confident with her movements. Every once in awhile, one of them would look at the other’s face, and occasionally it would be at the same time. Now, Ruby’s expression was mostly one of detached interest as she began to get her off; not smiling, not afraid or disgusted. Just fascinated by the process.
The longer it went on, the more Yang knew that she couldn’t hold back. It had been enough time since she splooged into her underwear the day before, and she wanted this with Ruby so bad it burned the back of her throat, even if she hated herself for wanting it. She’d be done in minutes.
“It’s okay,” Ruby whispered when Yang began to pant and buck her hips slightly. That was all she said; a small reassurance. She also noticed Ruby wasn’t trying to kiss her or say a lot of romantic things; they both knew this wasn’t easy for them, especially Yang.
After a few minutes, Yang’s whisper of “Faster” prompted Ruby to pick up speed, and that really got Yang flailing in the sheets. An arm tightened around Yang’s back to hold her steady as Ruby’s rapidly-learning hand brought her closer and closer to a finish that she could never have predicted.
“Yes,” Ruby urged as softly as she could. “Let it happen. I want you to.”
Seconds later, she was spurting into her underwear. It was so thick and hot that she knew it wouldn’t take long to start soaking through, and she wanted to warn Ruby, but she couldn’t seem to talk. Therefore, eventually…
“O-oh… I feel it! It’s warm and wet…” Giggling, Ruby pinched the tip of Yang’s dick and she winced, letting out a shaky gasp of mingled pain and pleasure. “Oh, sorry!”
“N-nah… it’s… fine, you… you didn’t…” Licking her lips, she allowed herself a weary smile. “That was incredible…”
Grinning from ear to ear, Ruby leaned in and kissed Yang’s cheek. Still respecting her wishes as much as she could. “I’m glad. I had a lot of fun helping you, too; watching you like that was… I don’t know, I don’t have a word for it. Awesome, though.”
“I can’t believe… you did that,” Yang muttered weakly, eyes glazed over and throat feeling dry now. “Where the hell did you learn how to give a handjob?!”
“I didn’t!” she squeaked. “Was that what I did? I… just knew that’s how guys do it for themselves - again, not that you’re a guy but that’s all the information I had, and since last night that’s what I guessed you did for yourself, I kinda… figured I’d try it?”
Finally calming down a bit more, she shook her head and leaned over to give Ruby a kiss on the cheek this time. Her hormones and good mood made her want to do more than that, but she talked herself down to that small show of appreciation.
“You didn’t just try, you nailed it, Ruby. Seriously… damn.”
That got the girl laughing giddily, biting her lip and flushing with pleasure. It seemed that up until that moment, she really had been worried about doing it wrong, or maybe even hurting her. So Yang began to tickle her, hoping that would show her that she really didn’t mind in the very slightest.
“AH!” Ruby burst out between laughter. “Stahahahaaaap! NO!”
“Hey, I just want to see you feel as good as I felt!” Yang teased, running her hands up and down her sides as she flailed. At that point, she only wanted to see a grinning Ruby all the time; she didn’t care about whether or not she climaxed ever again. It was all about the giggling brunette with the little red stripe in the front.
“Uncle! UUUUUNCLE, STOPSTOPSTOP!”
“I ain’t your uncle! Try something else, ya little-”
A knock at the door interrupted them. They both halted, though they were still panting and breathing hard. Exchanging a glance of terror, Ruby called out in a strained voice, “What?” before Yang could stop her.
“What are you girls doing?” Summer laughed as she pushed the door open. Luckily, she seemed to have heard Ruby laughing, because the sight of the two of them, wrapped up in blankets and arms around each other, sweating with shining red faces, didn’t raise her suspicions.
“What does it look like?” Ruby giggled breathlessly. “I… I’m trying to get Yang out of bed, and she tickled me!”
For a moment, Ruby’s mother simply stood there in her jean-capris and pastel blouse, half-smirking at them with a hand on her hip. Then, to Yang’s absolute horror, she walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to her daughter, reaching up toward Yang’s face.
“U-uh…”
“You not feeling well?” she asked as she pet over her forehead. “Good God, you’re burning up and soaked in sweat!”
“She’s been… really winding me up,” Yang flung at Ruby through gritted teeth. Ruby had the good sense to look a little ashamed of herself, though she mostly looked resigned to waiting this out.
The hand slid around to her cheek, and Yang fought the instinct to flinch away or gulp, or even to lean into the hand; anything might give them away. But the hand was soft, comforting; she decided to focus on that.
“Do you want me to chase her out with a broom?”
“Mom,” Ruby snorted. But when she caught Yang’s mutinous look, she squeaked, “Don’t chase me with a broom, come on! I didn’t do anything!”
“Sure, suuuure,” Yang drawled, nudging Ruby in the ribs. She knew normally, she would sit up to help assure her stepmother that she was going to be fine and would start getting out of bed… but she couldn’t without revealing the mess that was in her pants. At the very least, some of that telltale scent would rise up if the blankets were removed.
“Seriously, are you alright, sweetie?”
Sighing, Yang tried to meet her eyes and smile. It probably came out a little awkward, but at least she did it. “Yeah, fine. And so is Ruby; we were just messing around, no big deal.” Oh, but if she only knew the truth…
“Glad to hear that,” she sighed, patting her cheek before turning to her daughter. “Leave Yang alone and let her get ready in peace. I’m glad you two are getting along, but don’t be all up in her grill.”
As Ruby began to carefully extract herself from the sheets without moving them too much, she rolled her eyes and groaned, “Moooom, why do you have to say things like that? You sound hella laaaaame…”
“Well, I think I sound hella rad.” But she didn’t waste more time on that topic, instead patting Ruby on the butt to get her to walk out of the room faster. As she turned around and began to back out of the room, pulling the door behind her, she smiled warmly at Yang and whispered, “Take your time, sweetie, but you might have to nuke your waffles if you take too much longer.”
“No problem. Th-thanks.”
Now that Yang was alone, she had a whole new reason to feel guilty. The last thing she ever wanted was to have a huge load in her sweats, Ruby having just made that happen, when Ruby’s mom came in! Though she tried to keep thinking of it the way Ruby had stated it, that they were the only two who got a say in this, it was stupid to think Taiyang and Summer weren’t also going to be affected by it if this ever became public knowledge.
But Ruby loved her. They were in love; they both seemed to understand that was the case, even if they were scared of admitting the full scope of that truth. She was still resisting and thought that was the smartest plan, but in less than twenty-four hours, they had gone from barely talking to a handjob. How much longer would it realistically take before…
No, she refused to think that far ahead. It wasn’t just stupid, it might influence her decisions. No matter what, her top priority was to treat Ruby as she deserved to be treated.

Breakfast was easy and calm. Dad had already gone into work by the time she changed her underwear and made it down there, so they had a quiet girls-only affair, Ruby finishing up her waffles and mostly just sipping juice while Yang ate and Summer cleaned up. They chatted about nothing of importance, just comparing notes and previous days.
Yang felt a lot of relief that Summer didn’t seem to notice just how close she came to finding out too much. The woman was too nice, and she didn’t want her caught in the middle of their torrid “love affair”, if that’s what you could call it. Time would only tell if they went any further down that rabbit hole or not.
Their trip to the supermarket was fun and lighthearted, and they even both wandered off to get a few things on their own. Passing the pharmacy reminded Yang to renew her prescription of hormones when she got back home; she had plenty to last her through the vacation, but she didn’t want to be caught off-guard when the Fall semester started up.
The picnic on the beach was too much fun. This time, they just spread a big blanket out and sat on it, making their way through fresh fruit, bread and cheese. Ruby wanted to take a bunch of selfies of the two of them together, and most of them were G-rated… but one or two started to look a little coupley. When Yang asked her to delete them, she frowned, but did it anyway; they both understood that it was smarter than leaving them on her camera roll.
Once in the movie theater, Ruby wasted absolutely no time snuggling in against her side, even before the opening credits were over. Yang found it hard to mind, and they leaned back to relax as they watched.
About twenty minutes into the movie, Yang noticed Ruby’s sandal-less foot raising up to block her view of the screen. After a second or two, she glanced over at the brunette.
“What?”
“What, what? What are you doing?”
“Distracting you,” Ruby whispered back with a huge grin as she settled back down again, ankles crossed on the back of the seat in front of her.
“Well, quit it, I’m trying to watch this movie we paid for,” she snorted, squeezing Ruby a little tighter. That was the most she could bring herself to punish her.
When it happened again a few minutes later, Yang rolled her eyes. “Whyyyy?”
“Because, you keep looking at my toes!”
“Looking at- I’m watching the movie! Your toes just happen to be in the way!”
The tone was very disbelieving as she answered, “Suuuuure. I still think you have a thing.”
“I do not,” she grunted, poking Ruby’s side. The girl squirmed and tried not to laugh aloud, and they went back to watching. However…
‘Damn it, she got in my head,’ Yang thought as she watched Ruby’s big toe wiggle back and forth very slightly. They were cute, as far as feet went. Yang never really spent any time thinking about that particular subject, other than how smelly shoes could get if they were never washed.
Probably, it had a lot more to do with them belonging to Ruby than anything else. Everything about her was adorable.
Minutes later, Ruby moved again… and this time, she slid her foot across the top of the next seat until it was touching Yang’s. With a little effort, she managed to hook her pinky toe around the other.
“Wh-what are you trying to do, exactly?”
“I don’t know,” Ruby admitted. “Play footsie? Am I winning?”
“How should I know?” Yang laughed. For some reason, that was even cuter than anything else, and she completely stopped paying attention to the movie to look down at her half-sister’s flawless features, the impish little grin floating around on her lips. She was too sweet to be allowed.
“What?” Ruby was the one to ask it yet again.
“You’re my favourite,” Yang breathed out of nowhere.
“Yeah?” That seemed to be reason enough. Leaning up and over, Ruby stole a tiny kiss from Yang’s lips. It only lasted a half-second, but it was real, lip-on-lip contact.
Then she settled in again and pretended like nothing had happened. They spent the rest of the movie like that, pinky toes locked and arms around each other, watching low-grade carnage flash across the screen. Simply enjoying that nearness. Yang wouldn’t have traded it for the entire world.
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