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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: Enabler: making out, groping.
Unabler/July (Summer/Yang; be warned that you should skip this chapter if you’re not interested in that even though it doesn't go very far): nudity, awkward boner.

=Chapter 7
A text message to Ruby’s mom let her know that they would be late, so supper had just barely begun by the time they strolled into the house. Good timing, all in all.
“So listen,” their Dad said as they dug into their chicken. “I was thinking about takin’ my girls out on the boat early tomorrow morning.” All three of them groaned. “What? Oh, come on…”
“But you always wanna get up so early,” Ruby whined, slumping down in her chair.
“And you wanna fish,” Yang finished with an expression of disgust. “Like, no thanks, not my thing.”
“It’s not the fishing I mind, it’s the getting up at the buttcrack of dawn.”
Sighing in defeat, he pushed a hand into his five o’clock shadow. Then he glanced over at Summer. “And I already know you won’t come.”
“Not on your life,” she snorted, piling a spoonful of greens onto her plate. “I have an appointment for coffee with a friend in the morning, then I’m coming back here to relax.”
“I’ll go, Dad,” Ruby said at last. “But don’t make Yang go if she doesn’t wanna.”
At that, he looked up hopefully at the blonde. She squirmed for a minute, then with an awkward smile said, “I… haven’t been sleeping too good. Strange bed, I guess. But if I’m up when you guys leave…”
“Message received, cupcake. And hey, we’ll find plenty of stuff to do together while you’re down here, right? Tons of stuff.”
“Yeah.” But she really did feel like scum. Honestly, she knew that if she was awoken with the sunrise, when there was no way she could fall asleep early enough for that to make even six hours, she would be so miserable and grumpy that she would only drag down her dad’s relaxation time. It was practical, even if she felt like a jerk.
As they were doing the dishes, giving the parents a break, Ruby told her, “You owe me. I wasn’t lying; I do like fishing but hate getting up early enough to do it.”
“I don’t owe you shit,” Yang half-laughed, earning her a hip-check. “Hey!” Checking her back, she made Ruby drop the dishcloth as she laughed and retaliated, and a few seconds passed as they fought back and forth, laughing the whole time.
“You butt,” she snorted at last as she used her toes to pick up the dishcloth, then snatched it with her hand. Noticing Yang watching, she asked, “What?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anybody do that before.”
Smirking knowingly, she began to wash another dish as she muttered, “You’re just trying to distract me from owing me for going with dad with your weird foot thing.”
“I do NOT have a THING! And all I’m saying is, you could have turned him down, too. Or made him promise to go later in the morning so we could both go. I’m not taking the fall for something you did all by yourself.”
“Yeah… yeah, okay. I was kidding, though, I don’t really mind. Just hope you sleep in and really enjoy it, lazy butt.”
As she dried another dish, Yang contemplated the whole situation. Trapping herself on a boat with Ruby, their father watching them the whole time, probably wouldn’t go very well. All it would take is one momentary lapse of reason and they would be found out. Then again, that could happen anytime. Maybe it was smarter to just resign themselves to concealing their weird flirtationship everywhere when they weren’t alone and get used to doing it.
“Hey… what do you think about bowling?”
“I, uh, think it’s a game,” Yang replied with a confused little smile. “Why?”
“We should go. Later tomorrow night, after fishing — with Mom and Dad. I think that could be fun.”
“Oh… yeah, definitely! That’s a lot more my speed than fishing. Or even mini-golf. Is that still a thing?”
Grinning at the positive response, Ruby bumped their hips together again, and a lot more gently this time. “Of course! There’s probably even a combination mini golf and bowling place somewhere! Or we could do bumper cars, or…”
The discussion about fun family activities continued until the dishes were clean and put away, and then they flopped in the living room with the rest of the family to watch some TV. Ruby didn’t tease Yang much, but once or twice a hand did wander a bit under the blanket and Yang had to firmly take her wrist and steer it away. She did not want to be even partly aroused in front of her father, at all.
But it didn’t stop it from being delightful just having Ruby snuggled in her arms. Once or twice, she caught Summer raising an eyebrow at them, so she tried to make her face look even more casually disinterested in everything, as if she snuggled with her sister every day. Dad, of course, simply looked pleased as punch that his girls were getting along.
‘Dad, if you only knew…’
When they got ready for bed, they did it together. Then, once the parents were asleep, Ruby snuck into her room again. That seemed to be how things were going to go; Ruby’s room was just for her, but the weight room-slash-guest room was neutral territory. It didn’t matter what happened in there.
But this time, nothing happened. Yang was still sated from that morning, and even though ten or twenty minutes of making out caused her body to reawaken, she could ignore it. And she did, despite Ruby’s best efforts to the contrary. It did keep the both of them up quite some time, kissing and exploring without truly going that far. Fascinated by each other’s bodies, by their new closeness.
“Enough,” she laughed as she pushed her hand away from the bulge in her shorts for the fifth time. “No means no!”
“Okay,” Ruby said with a little pout. “You’re right, I shouldn’t be so grabby.” After a few seconds, she whispered, “But you’re hard…”
“Yeah, but just because I’m hard doesn’t mean you have to do anything with it.”
Shrugging, she said, “I don’t get it. I thought that’s exactly what it meant; you get hard when you’re turned on, right?”
“Ruby… it’s like, you’ve probably been walking around and just felt turned on for this or that reason, right?” Ruby nodded. “Well… that doesn’t mean you wanna bang somebody, or the people you’re with when it happens. Sometimes it’s just like… you feel that way and that’s it.”
Only then did Ruby start to look regretful. “Oh. I’m sorry. I… I got excited because you let me this morning…”
“You’re not doing anything bad, okay? Just… if I ask you to stop, then that’s it. And I would, too, if you asked me.”
“R-right,” she whispered with a blush. “Not that I’m sure when I’ll be ready to try that. But, um… maybe I would? Not right now, though, it’s too soon. I feel stupid saying that, after jerking you off once already…”
Kissing Ruby’s cheek, she whispered, “No big. Take your time, I’ll be here.”

Yang couldn’t even be sure when she drifted off. All she knew was that Ruby was gone and the sun was up.
Finally dragging herself out of bed, she checked her phone. It was NOON. How did it get to be that late without her noticing?! She could vaguely remember waking up and rolling over, but it was a hazy memory. She didn’t remember Ruby getting up at all… whether or not it was still in her bed, or if she’d gone back to her own at any point.
After a few minutes, she managed to get up, pee, and splash some water on her face. Then she checked around the house. Seemed she had the place all to herself; that was a first.
She decided to get her laundry started before finding anything to eat. Collecting everything, including the specific pair of panties she tried not to think too much about, she dumped everything in the washing machine and added a little soap, then slammed the button.
“Good,” she sighed aloud to herself. “Can’t say I’m lazy anymore, Ruby.”
Then she decided to snoop a little. Really, she just wanted to explore the house without anyone looking over her shoulder, not to truly dig for anything. The master bedroom was very “nice”; that was the best word to use, everything looked sweet and orderly. She didn’t poke into any closets or drawers, just picked up a few knickknacks, admired the watercolour on the wall. The den she had already been in, but she liked the collection of books and the desk in the corner, the comfy little armchair in the opposite corner. It looked like both her dad and his wife got a lot of use out if the space.
Ruby’s room, she felt a little more at home poking around, but she still didn’t; just lifted a few more things, smiled at notebooks and pictures from the end of her senior year. Now she felt guilty that she didn’t see Ruby’s graduation. Of course, there was no way she could know that Ruby would even have wanted her there; maybe she still didn’t back then. Too late to worry about it now.
After moving the laundry over to the dryer, she went to get some food. It was more like lunch than breakfast by that point, so she grabbed a soda and started getting some of the leftovers together. It was while doing that she noticed movement out the kitchen door.
Someone was on the deck.
Intruders? Here?! Well, it was true that there was a lot of crime in LA, but she had the general idea that it wasn’t so bad in their neighbourhood. Glancing down, she saw the door was unlocked; that seemed equally unsettling. Picking up the first thing she could get her hands on - a wooden spoon - she eased it open, keeping her eyes peeled. Basketball may have been her usual thing, but she had quite a bit of upper body muscle if things got intense.
When she saw a form out of the corner of her eye, she raised the spoon - then almost dropped it in shock.
Stretched across the nearest chaise lounge was the nude form of Summer Rose. Her body glistened with suntan lotion and sweat, a pair of thin sunglasses up over her hair, eyes closed against the noonday rays. Yang had enough time to memorise every detail, and though she didn’t want to, she would always remember the little tattoo of three stars on her right breast, a few light stretchmarks around her hips that remained from her pregnancy… and the neat triangle of dark fur above her mostly-hidden sex.
Then her brain started working again. Her first thought was ‘She’s HOT.’ The next one after that was more along the lines of, ‘Oh shit… I saw my stepmom NAKED. What am I gonna do?!’
But she never had to make that decision. Seeming to sense something, one of the woman’s eyes slitted open to look up at her.
“OH!” Jerking upright, Summer reached to one side and pulled a white silk robe over her body. The expression on her face was one that was almost as memorable as the sight beforehand. Pure, unadulterated shock the likes of which she had never seen before.
“I- I’m sorry!” Then she fled into the kitchen.
Of course, she knew she wouldn’t get far. She didn’t try; she just gripped the edges of the sink and stared down into it, dropping the spoon in as she tried to get a grip on herself.
Bare feet slapped against the tile behind her, racing past the kitchen, but quickly came to a halt when Summer obviously spotted Yang. Hard breathing was coming from behind her. A few seconds passed as they tried to recover their breath.
“Yang, I… what were you doing out there?” No answer; not quite yet. “What would you have done if I didn’t look up?”
“I… I dunno, I didn’t- that was- I didn’t know what to do!”
“Please tell me you weren’t just going to keep watching me!”
At that, Yang had to turn around, horrorstruck. Luckily, by that time Summer had been able to pull the robe around herself, though she could still clearly see the outline of her curves, plus her pert nipples. Still, better than having everything laid out on display.
“I… I didn’t…”
“Listen,” Summer hissed, starting to look more angry than surprised at last. “I don’t know what you were thinking out there, but this? This isn’t going to happen. I’m not interested in cheating on your father, and certainly not with-”
“Wait, whoa, whoa, WHOA!” Yang yelped, shaken from her stupor. “You think I wanted to freakin’ walk outside and… and find you in your birthday suit?! Not even! Holy- I can’t believe you would just lay around like that!”
“Look, I…” Starting to look at little embarrassed again, but still angry, she folded her arms and averted her eyes. “You were supposed to be out with them. I thought you were!”
“What? With who?”
“Tai and Ruby! Weren’t you all supposed to go fishing together?”
Things were starting to make a little more sense to Yang. Opening her mouth, she raised a finger to speak, then lowered it, then pushed her hand into her mouth. Summer raised her eyebrows a little higher as if trying to prompt Yang nonverbally to answer for her “crime”.
“I didn’t go.”
“What?”
“I said I probably wouldn't go,” she said a little more firmly, trying to ignore how much the woman seemed to be loathing her. “Last night. Remember? I said I wasn’t all that into the idea… oh shit.” Ignoring the thrill of guilt she felt about swearing in front of an “adult”, she pushed on, “You thought you were alone in the whole house.”
“Of course I did!” she hissed, flustered. “You think I would do that if I knew a guest was still here?”
Shaking her blonde head, she raised a hand up. “Wait, wait. But you were outside! Like, outside and naked!”
“On the deck, yes. We have a high fence around our backyard, you know.” Now her cheeks were getting redder, and Yang was trying not to think about how her own must look. “It’s… as long as I don’t climb up on the deck railing, it’s pretty unlikely anyone would ever see me out there.”
“And… right. You wanted the full tan. Nobody was here, so…” Sighing, she looked down and away. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean- I never thought I’d walk outside and see…”
With a long sigh, Summer walked a little closer. She still seemed hesitant to be that close to Yang again, and Yang cringed to see how she squirmed.
“Exactly. I wanted an all-over tan, like you said. I can’t believe I didn’t notice you never left with them.” Pushing a hand into her mouth herself now, she stared off into the corner. “They were gone when I got up, and your door was open, no light on… you weren’t snoring.”
“I don’t normally snore,” Yang said with a shaky laugh. Privately, she was wondering if her door was open because her dad checked on her, or because Ruby snuck out at some point and forgot to close it.
“This is my fault. I… didn’t pay enough attention.” Then her eyes widened as she looked up at Yang. “God, I was ready to crucify you for- for all kinds of things that you obviously didn’t do, when what really happened… you had to see my flabby old lady body, and you didn’t ask for that! And you panicked, like most people would!”
Rolling her eyes, Yang tried to make a little conciliatory gesture with her hand. The truth was, Summer reminding her about what she saw was making it hard for her to concentrate while striving to keep the memories from resurfacing.
“Oh my… and I accused you of trying something. As if you would want to, I mean, I’m family, and a woman, and…” Squeezing her eyes shut. “Obviously you wouldn’t. That’s probably my subconscious still thinking of you as… wow.”
The line about “family” made Yang feel guilty. She could say the same thing about Ruby, and yet she would be wrong. She was even wrong about herself, except for the part where she was her dad’s wife and off limits. But this didn’t seem to be the right time to say so.
“Say something,” Summer whispered softly. “Or don’t; nevermind, I’ll just… I’ll go upstairs and put on some clothes.”
“No, no,” Yang told her immediately. “Go back outside and get naked.” When she got the raised eyebrow, she hastily said, “To get a tan, I meant! Of course! I, um, I can take care of myself in here. Just doing my laundry, actually, and I was…”
Summer followed her line of sight to the sandwich ingredients on the counter and smiled vaguely. “Oh, right; lunchtime. Sorry if I interrupted.”
“Yeah. I mean, not that you did it on purpose; I was about to get started when I thought I saw… well, I thought somebody was trying to break in,” she admitted shyly.
“And you were going to defend our house with a wooden spoon?” She laughed, and Yang felt even stupider than before, which was saying a lot. “Well, I appreciate the effort. Also… I would appreciate it even more if Tai and Ruby never found out about this.”
“Why not? It’s kind of hilarious, even though we both look like idiots.”
Cheeks heating up even more, which Yang tried very hard not to liken to Ruby’s frequent blushings within her mind, her stepmother said in a quieter voice, “Tai was really looking forward to you coming down, and… and he kind of impressed upon me how important it was that I be welcoming. I don’t think he meant it should be by stripping down for you, and certainly not accusing you of being a pervert..”
Another picture, stark and swimming in her vision. Not just Summer being naked, but doing a striptease for her. She pushed it away as hard as she could, but it refused to stay gone. Probably, she would have been able to if Ruby hadn’t worked her up so much the night before… and if not for the fact that she’d seen what her mother had to offer so very recently.
“Oh, y-yeah,” she made herself laugh in a sarcastic tone, though she was still shaking. “Fate worse than death, right?”
“You don’t have to rub it in,” she grumbled as she approached and embraced Yang tightly. “I am sorry, really. If I’d known… I would never have…”
“I know,” she whispered, hugging her back awkwardly. “Just one of those things.”
“Yang…” There was a long, tense pause. “You put that wooden spoon down already, didn’t you?”
Backing up immediately, the blonde turned toward the counter and said, “Time to make that sandwich now! Man oh man, am I hungry!”
“Oh my GOD.” Summer’s hand turned Yang back toward her by the shoulder, and Yang could tell the woman’s face was pointing down at her shorts, even though she was doing her best to look up and away. “You really…”
“It’s not my fault!” Yang hissed. “Or yours, or anybody’s, it’s just a stupid thing!”
Taking a step backward, she crossed her arms over her chest again, incredibly self-conscious. “Well… I guess I didn’t think… well, you’re a woman, right? With the… the transition. Stupid, but I assumed you would be a straight woman. Now I feel like that wasn’t very smart of me.” Swallowing hard, she turned to busy herself by starting to make the leftovers into a sandwich. Busying her hands and refocusing her attention. “You’re a… lesbian? Bisexual, maybe?”
“I dunno,” Yang admitted, still on edge and worried about offending Summer any further. “I… w-well, I haven’t really dated a lot.”
“So seeing me nude sunbathing… yes, I can see it would make you uncomfortable. A-and more.” Glancing back and down, she hissed, “Can’t you make that go away?!”
“How am I supposed to do that?” she hissed back, slapping a hand over her crotch. “Cut it off?!”
“Right, right; you’re a teenager. All those hormones shooting through your body… and some of them are extra hormones. I forgot. Been a while since I’ve dated a younger ma- person and had to worry about, um, unpleasant situations arising. I just didn’t think I’d make it stay like that so long, even with your age.”
“I’m twenty, you know. And…” Yang had a feeling she was going to regret this, but she couldn’t keep it to herself. Maybe it would make Summer understand her position better. “And I hope this doesn’t make it weirder, but like, you’re really hot. It kinda bothered me with you saying all that stuff about your ‘old lady body’; that’s not true at all! Total MILF-material!”
“YANG! You can’t be saying these things, I’m married to your-”
“I know! GOD! I just… I wasn’t expecting to see that today, and it’s making it kinda hard to… kinda…”
“Kinda hard?” Summer demanded in a cutting voice. Yang groaned and facepalmed. Still focusing on her sandwich-making, she went on, “This is just… a really unfortunate situation. I’m trying to stay rational, remember that it wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t my fault. Well… a little my fault for not checking the house more thoroughly, but still…”
“I’m not blaming you for it,” Yang assured her without any uncertainty in her voice. “Like you said, you do that all the time when nobody’s home. It’s not illegal, nobody else can see you from outside the house, right? No big.”
“Right.” Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, to dispel some tension, she finished putting together the sandwich and raised it to her mouth, then remembered and put it back on the plate, flashing Yang a slightly-embarrassed smile. “Oh… I’m sorry, I was making that for you.”
“Hey, you made it; if you want it, go for it.”
Smiling back at her, she whispered, “That’s kind of you, but I’m not actually hungry. Just… reflex. Since I was making it.” She took a step back toward the door, then paused, gazing sideways at the blonde. “You’re sure you won’t sneak out there for another peek at this ‘MILF-material’ if I finish my tanning time?”
“Trust me, I got a good enough look the first time. And I’m not a creep, I won’t go out there now that I know.”
“Yeah… how long were you looking before I opened my eyes?”
“Um… not that long? Not even half a minute.”
“You’re probably going to eat that sandwich, and then go up and take a particularly long shower, aren’t you?” Summer mused, cheeks still red despite her being a little less upset. “How much did you get to see… from where you were?”
Her own face burning, she admitted, “Nice triangle. A-and stars.”
“Uh-huh.” Licking her lips, she gave an exaggerated shrug, as if to convince both of them that none of it was any big deal. “Well, I’d invite you to tan with me, but I don’t think it would be a very good idea. Maybe another time, when you’ve… calmed down?”
Summer started to open the door. Yang impulsively said, “H-hey! Uh… before you go…” Her silvery eyes turned up to her. So like Ruby’s… “I’m sorry, again. Like, I didn’t do it on purpose, but I’m still sorry I saw you like that, and that I think you’re hot, and that I got hard in front of you. I feel like a huge dumbass, and super disgusting.”
“Well, you are sweet… even if a ‘dumbass’. But I wouldn’t say that about you.” Rolling her eyes, she walked back over and patted Yang’s shoulder. “This is probably as inappropriate for me to say about my husband’s child as this whole thing is, but… different circumstances?” A small shrug. “Don’t feel disgusting. You aren’t.”
Now Yang was stiffer than ever. But she also felt relieved that she wasn’t being judged for it; that Summer understood it was just an involuntary reaction she couldn’t help.
“You like my triangle, huh?” She leaned a little closer. “Interesting. The stars make more sense to comment on; that’s a tattoo. But you clearly focused on the other thing, as well… my ‘landscaping’. How far down were you looking?”
“Just go. Now.”
Summer was smirking as she did as she was asked, and Yang began to angrily eat a sandwich.
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