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She Wants The Dust
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: RWBY is not mine and I make no money from this fic
Chapter List
- 8
- 9
- 10
THIS CHAPTER: WhiteRose: PDA. (no smut)
Bumbleby: mild exhibitionism, verbal teasing, fingering. (not REALLY smut lol)
"So what seems to be the trouble, Ms Schnee?"
The purple haired nurse asked, sat presently in a chair by a computer as she began to sketch things down into a small notepad. It was past her hours to see patients, but when her "special case" expressed it as a matter of urgency, yet refused to tell her of her symptoms over a phone call, she had managed to slide her in for her last appointment of the day. And the look of worry on her patient's face said it really was urgent.
"I've thought over how to put this a lot," Weiss began, twisting her fingers together over and over, "and... I still have no idea. How often do you see Dust-related accidents?"
The nurse couldn't help but chuckle. "More than enough! A lot of kids here think it's something to play with. Why, just the other week I had a student who had managed to give herself an extra thumb. God only knows how she made that concoction!"
"Yeah, God only knows. Suppose... the change were a little more... drastic? Would it be reversible?"
"That depends what it is. So far I haven't heard of anything that's irreversible, but I always run tests." She was beginning to piece things together. From the other nurse previously, she obviously knew about the accident, but understood she was unharmed from it. But it now seemed it wasn't the case. "How have you been affected?"
"Well..." There was no other way. Standing, Weiss lifted her skirt and tugged both sets of panties down until her shame was exposed, turning her head to one side to avert her gaze.
"Oh..." As the flaccid length was presented, the nurse stopped writing completely, placing her notebook aside as she got up from her chair. "Well, I... can see how that could present a problem. May I examine it, Ms Schnee?"
"Yeah, but... I would consider it a personal favour if you handled it as little as possible." Blushing, she added in a murmur, "I'm finding it increasingly harder to control my reactions."
"I'll try my best. But, you must understand I will have to make a proper examination for your safety."
Putting on a pair of rubber gloves, she knelt down in front of the girl, taking extreme caution as she lifted the length to examine it properly.
"It seems natural, no scarring... no unusual aspects, other than it existing in the first place." Then, she moved on to the small orbs, cupping them delicately as she ran a thumb over them. "No strange lumps at all; a good sign. Forgive me for being forward, but is it in... working order?"
"Perfect working order," Weiss breathed, biting the inside of her cheek. The pain helped distract her from the pleasurable sensation of being handled so gently. "Like I was born with it, really. How is this even possible? I didn't think Dust even possessed the necessary properties to do such a thing!"
"Dust can alter the body in many ways. And it seems in your case, alter sex. I know of doctors who have been trying to find the exact formula for years for transgender patients; and here you are, having done it by accident." Finally, she released her sex entirely, standing back up again. "No pain or anything uncomfortable?"
"Depends on what you mean by 'uncomfortable'," she sighed in relief at the release of her organ. "It's been extremely strange having this, this... thing. But no, it hasn't pained me. I can't say if it feels normal because I don't have anything to compare it with, you know?" The comment about transgender people made Weiss feel odd. Not that she knew a great deal about that, but... what if this discovery would lead to an easier life for them? Surely the nurse had already reached that conclusion herself, though.
"So you've become sexually active since this... Change?"
Why did Weiss feel ambushed by the question? It was probably perfectly normal to ask, given the topic at hand. "Is that so terrible? Since it felt normal and never mutated further, I assumed..."
"It's not terrible at all. Having sexual relations is normal, even if your situation isn't. I'm glad that whoever your partner is was accepting of the circumstances." She smiled, jotting more notes down on her notepad, before gesturing for Weiss to take a seat once again. "As far as I can see, it's perfectly safe. And if it isn't giving you any pain then there is nothing healthwise to worry about. But I would like to run some tests, if I may?"
"Please do," Weiss begged her, sagging with relief. She hadn't even noticed her entire body had been tensed throughout the entire visit until the nurse's calm reassurance put her at ease. "I really need to know that it's a stable condition and that... that I haven't spread it to anyone, or anything like that. That's more important than if it's reversible."
"Well, if you weren't sexually active before this, then you would have had nothing to spread. Especially if you've been having safe sex."
That was one thing that she hadn't been doing with Yang, however. Something that wasn't even considered in their encounters. Blushing heavily, Weiss waved her hands back and forth. "No, no, not spreading anything like that! I meant... spreading my condition. Since it's a result of a Dust reaction, I'm worried about if..."
The whole idea sounded ridiculous now that she was saying it aloud. A person couldn't "catch" a genital transfiguration. Could they?
"I would highly doubt it could spread in that way. Dust is a strange, strange thing, but not that odd." Once she had finished writing, she pulled open one of the drawers, full of empty syringes. "I hope you don't mind if I take some blood for testing?"
"Of course." Weiss had already rolled her sleeve halfway up before she asked, "Unless... you didn't mean draw it from..." Her eyes went to her lap again.
"Oh no! No, no, I meant your arm! Goodness, that would be painful." She couldn't help but chuckle, wiping the needle with sanitising fluid. "The results should be back after a week, but I would suggest you put some thought into whether or not you would like this reversed or not." And with that, she eased the needle against her vein, pushing inside. Gently easing the handle back, the container began to fill with the red fluid, enough to fill it completely. "That choice is entirely confidential, of course."
"Yes," Weiss said, wincing at the slight pinch of pain she felt from the needle. "I would most certainly appreciate confidentiality, as would... any sexual partners I may or may not allegedly have." Sighing, she looked up at the purple-haired woman. "Do you... think it would be weird if I stayed the way I am? Not living as a man, but... as a woman who happens to have a penis?"
Once placing the needle back down, she placed a small ball of cotton against the puncture, making sure to stop the bleeding. "Your body is your choice. You should do what you desire, not what you think society desires."
Those words were very odd upon Weiss's ears. Yes, she did understand "my body, my choice", but had only ever thought about it in regards to bedroom consent. Did it really also apply to gender? To how she chose to allow her body to exist? In the past, everything had pointed to conformity, that she needed to present herself in very specific ways in order to be the ideal "heiress". If that wasn't true... then what else wasn't true?
"Well, you can go now if you want. I'll send a message to your scroll when the results come back, but I would put some thought into what you want the outcome to be." She then guided her patient to the door, holding it open for her. "I think your teammate is waiting."
Weiss looked up from staring down at her boots to see a nervous Ruby in the waiting room, a couple of pamphlets in her hands. Smiling slightly, she said to the nurse, "Thank you," then went to join her partner.
At first, her leader didn't see her teammate. She was reading away one particular pamphlet. Sex Education, Frequent Asks. The particular question she was focusing on, or more the answer, was "Does the first time hurt?" But as soon as the heiress walked to her side again she looked up, quickly folding the pamphlet over so it was out of her view.
"Weiss! How did it go?"
"It went," Weiss answered with a sigh. "She told me not to worry and drew some blood to run further tests. Guess... it was silly of me to think she'd know what to do the minute I walk in the door. This can't be a common problem!"
"But tests... that's a good sign, right? They'll find out what the cure is and what happened, at least!" Forcing the pamphlet into her bag, she left her seat to stand by her side again. "So, um... what's the verdict?"
"She doesn't know yet, but suspects something can be done. That's what I got from her, anyway... but she says that there's probably nothing wrong with, um, what we've been doing up until now." Those last words were accompanied by a meaningful glance at the redhead.
"O-oh..." Her cheeks had already begun to turn red, finding herself having to look down at the floor again to hide it. "I've been reading up on that, actually... trying to make myself less nervous about It. So far, n-not a lot of luck on that part."
"Less nervous... about what we've already done?" Gulping, Weiss put a hand on Ruby's shoulder. "Hey, w-we can stop anytime. We can stop right now if you're not comfortable!"
"No, what we did so far is fine! I really like pleasing you, what we have right now is great." She smiled, placing her hand on her partner's. "It's... the other stuff. Well, 'normal' sex."
Weiss glanced at their hands, thinking about that for a minute. Then she said, "That's fine. We don't ever have to if you don't want to, but... if you decide you're ready, we can do it however you want. Really, really slow so you can get used to things, or quickly to get past the first part. Or you can be blindfolded or something. It's all fine with me, okay?"
"Okay," she said quietly, lowering her hand again as she walked by her girlfriend's side. There was a moment of silence together as they began to head back to the dorms, until she spoke up again.
"Is it weird? Me liking to give to you, but not enjoying receiving?"
"Not to me. Then again, I've only ever been with you and Yang, and I've never been that interested in listening to the... exploits of others. And even if it is weird... I mean, I had a Dust accident and grew something I didn't have before! That would be awfully hypocritical of me to say you're weird!"
"Well... yeah," she chuckled, playfully walking into her just to bump her off track. Sparing a quick glance around the corridor, she went to make sure no one was around. And once sure they were alone, she took the heiress's hand in her own.
That caused Weiss's breath to catch. It was the only time anyone had attempted to show her that type of affection in public, and of course it came from Ruby, the sweet thing. Giving a gentle squeeze to her hand, Weiss also looked around the hallway before leaning in for a whisper.
"And how could I have any problem with you making me feel the way I do?"
The whisper in her ear made her grin in content, unable to help but lean her head back against hers in pure bliss. "How do I make you feel, then?" Ruby asked. Of course, she knew the answer. The fact that their relationship had continued for a few weeks now without any quarrel said that enough. But there was something incredible about hearing her partner say it herself.
"Like..." They walked in silence for a few minutes as Weiss tried to pool her thoughts. "Like I'm the only one in the universe who matters. Like you're the only one who cares about me because of who I am, and not who my father happens to be." Shrugging, she looked down at their hands. "Maybe I do have a couple of other friends who feel that way, too, but you seem to make me believe it somehow, and I... I can't explain how precious that is to me."
That was far more than she was expecting. In truth, she was somewhat expecting for Weiss to say something along the lines of "a good friend" or "good in bed". This was far more. Was this... Love? No, it was too soon for that, wasn't it?
Tears were beginning to well in her eyes as she allowed the words to go through her mind over and over. 'Precious to me.' Unable to speak, she could only quickly reach up and kiss Weiss's cheek, before taking her hand out of hers so she could hug her tightly.
Soaking in the warmth of Ruby's embrace, Weiss nestled her face against her neck and thought back over what she said. Had it been too far? Or was she simply being honest? She was... but that didn't mean it was a good idea for her to say that. Either way, too late now. Perhaps that was for the best.
"Ruby, no matter what happens; you know we'll always be teammates, right? Because I don't want to exist in a world where we're not."
"Always." She smiled, parting for a moment as she pressed her forehead up against hers. "I know I'm probably not as... good in the bedroom as Yang, but I'm glad you still like me in that way. And you are an excellent cuddler."
That made Weiss's smile falter. "So are you. But... don't worry so much about who's better at what, that seems counter-productive." Unable to resist, even with them being in the hallway, she pressed her lips against Ruby's ear and uttered, "You feel fantastic. Hands and lips, everywhere. And I can't get enough of your taste."
Cheeks turning crimson once more, she looked over to where she was whispering, unable to help but close her eyes contently. "Maybe... maybe back at the dorm?"
Smirking slightly, Weiss whispered, "Maybe. If that's what you want." Then she ran her fingers up into Ruby's hair and looked at her seriously. "I mean it, okay? Whatever you want. I... if you'd rather go get some hot cocoa and talk, we could do that."
"Hmm. I'd like that, actually." Unable to help herself, she began to lean into her hand, looking back up to the blue orbs as her own hands rested on the heiress's hips, mainly to pull her closer. Even if her intent was to share a moment with the heiress out in public, she could still never resist feeling her close. Such soft skin could never be resisted. "We could... grab a hot cocoa and take it back to the room, just cuddle on the bed a while?"
"Sounds like a plan." As they began to pace toward the dining hall, Weiss added, "Of course, whatever happens once we get back there... kidding, kidding!"
"Maybe... Maybe." She smiled, parting from her to take her hand again, beginning the lazy walk toward their cocoa.
As the day went on, Yang was beginning to feel more and more nervous. It had been several hours without underwear. All it would take was a single gust of wind, or someone like Cardin to mess around and pull her skirt down to expose her shame. And the skirt wasn't exactly long enough for her to feel confident wearing it.
But today was the day. She had insisted upon it. She had already made her way toward the grounds outdoors to where she had agreed to meet her partner, only to find her already in another's company.
"So you got a real smooch from her? Nice one, Blake!" Sun Wukong grinned, patting his friend on the back. "Sorry I missed you guys. I got some... some tail of my own."
"Oh, really?" Blake said back, folding her arms and smirking slightly. "And whose tail might this have been? Also, was it an actual tail?"
"Her name was... uhh..." Running a hand through his hair, the blond Faunus laughed nervously. "Ah, names ain't that important for one night! And nah, she was a deer Faunus. Had some small antlers, though."
Sighing, Blake shook her head from side to side slowly. "And you wonder why I never wanted to go out with you."
"Oh come on, you know a night with me would be fun as hell! You want me to ask some girls to give you a review?" He playfully nudged her, before laughing. "I only kid, but I'm glad things are going well for you."
"What? Going well?" Then she tried to hide a small smile. "Oh, you mean... with Carm, don't you?"
"Well... Yeah. I assume you did get her number, right?"
"Oh, crap! I should have, shouldn't I?" Then the penny dropped and she waved her hands in front of herself. "N-not that it's for the reason you're thinking, I just... we were going to meet up again, do the friend thing. That's all!"
"Friends? So you aren't dating her?" Sun asked, although in the distance he spotted her battle partner approaching.
"Nope. Not that she doesn't seem like a good match for, y'know, someone out there. Just... not for me, I don't think. Besides, I have my eye on someone else."
"Really? Like who?"
But 'who' was right there. With an innocent tap on her shoulder, Yang stood behind her battle partner. "Helloooooo!"
"O-OH!" Blake yelped, jumping forwards and into Sun's arms. "Y-Yang! How long w-were you standing there?!"
"Oooonly a minute, but what am I interrupting here?"
When she had jumped into Sun, his hands had landed on her waist, which made it very awkward when he looked over to her. "U-uuuum, heh, well..."
"OH, I- no, nothing!" Desperately embarrassed, Blake climbed down from Sun's arms and brushed herself off nervously. "Just talking, and you st- you startled me. What's up?"
"Apart from the fur on the back of your neck," Sun remarked, though he then backed away from her slightly.
Yang however couldn't stop looking at Blake, a thin dusting of red appearing at her cheeks again. "Well, uh... can we talk? One on one?"
"Huh? Oh... sure, I guess." Glancing over at Sun, she fidgeted slightly before asking him, "Do you mind? I'll catch up with you later."
"No problem! Catch you later. And hey! I wanna hear all the details about Carm later!" Sun saluted cheekily before wandering off back toward the main dorms again.
And then the other blonde took a deep breath in, and out. "Okay... So I sorted things out..."
"Really? What kind of things?" Blake started walking idly, not really sure of where she might end up.
"Well... That's what I wanted to talk to you about." Once more she swallowed as she fell into step beside the brunette. Why was she so nervous? Perhaps the lack of underwear was also affecting her confidence. "Do you know… what polyamory is?"
Blake blinked at her. "Uhh... I think I've heard the word before. Marriage to more than one person, or something, but I don't really know any details about it. Why?"
"It's... It's when a relationship involves three or more people, yeah. But not cheating; everyone is comfortable with it." Without context, this would sound very strange. Yang was braced for Blake's inevitable questions.
"Okay. That's an interesting idea, I guess." Blake decided it would probably be best if she just waited for Yang to get through whatever was on her mind instead of firing a bunch of questions at her, though she couldn't deny her curiosity was piqued.
"How this is relevant; the thing I had to sort out..." The two by now had started walking to one of the most shaded trees in the grounds, where the grass was soft and dry. It was a favourite spot for couples. "I'm currently in one of those. But I really, really like you, too. I like you both, a lot."
"Us both? Wait, wait, wait..." Both of the Faunus's arms folded over her chest as she tried to absorb what she was being told. "Who 'both'? You said you were in one, but... am I one of those people? Was I in a three-way relationship without knowing about it?" Then her eyes shot open. "Are you dating Carm?!"
"What? No! No, no, no, no!" She flailed her hands quickly, shoulders hunching up in worry. "I didn't even know Carm before yesterday! But- but that's not the point! That's why I didn't give a straight answer to you yesterday, because I had to tell the other person that I was going to ask you. Just as I'm telling you about the whole thing before I... before I ask."
"Oh." And it slowly began to sink in: Yang was already in a relationship. That was why she was so hesitant, that was why she couldn't answer immediately. Her voice was somewhat distant when she said, "Ask me what?"
"No matter what your answer is; we're still friends. But what I wanted to ask is..." She swallowed, taking her hand in her own. "Blake Belladonna, would you be my girlfriend?"
"Will I- WHAT?!" Blake felt her jaw drop open as she stared at Yang in shock. Was she for real? "Okay, now just hang on a damn minute. You just told me a few seconds ago that you're in a... what did you call it?"
"A-a... a poly relationship," she said quietly. Now her worry was getting worse and worse. Perhaps she wouldn't approve.
"And now you want me to, what, just... jump in? You didn't even tell me who else you're dating yet!"
"...It's Weiss."
That hit Blake like a ton of bricks. "You're dating... are you serious? Tell me this is some kind of practical joke."
"It's not. Weiss and I are dating. She is who I had to ask." Already Yang had felt ashamed, now able to do nothing but share at the ground. This was ridiculous; of course it would be a "no"!
"H-how..." Blake had to clear her throat, it was suddenly very dry. "How long?"
Now it seemed like she was the one about to be dumped, and nothing had even begun yet! "A couple of weeks."
The Faunus's hand shot out for the tree to steady herself, all of her limbs tingling. There was just too much to absorb. Yang and Weiss were dating for weeks. Right under her nose, and she never even noticed. What else was she missing out on?
"How... am I this stupid?"
"We kept it hidden, because you already knew about her and... her and Ruby." That of course would give away what Weiss didn't want her to know. That she too was in one of those relationships, and that it involved her little sister, as well. Yang Xiao Long and Ruby Rose were dating the same woman.
Blake had completely forgotten. Weiss and Ruby. They were in bed together. But Yang was dating Weiss, wasn't she?
They were all dating each other.
"Whoa," Blake breathed, eyes wide with disbelief. "You... okay, I need to ask something, and I can't not ask this, so I apologise, but... you and Ruby... you're just sisters, right? That's all?"
Yang's eyes flew wide, and she held up a hand as if to stave off the idea. "Oh God, yes! We set boundaries for anything like that. One of us ends up leaving the room if... things happen with the other two."
Blake nodded, but she still felt a wave of nausea wash over her at the thought of Yang and Ruby doing anything together. Of course, if they did it would be their choice, and she would try hard not to pass any judgement... but she couldn't so easily accept that as anything else.
"Okay... so you and Ruby are both dating Weiss, separately. And now you want me and Weiss to share you? Is that more or less what's going on?"
Yang tucked her hands behind her back. 'She hates me. How could I think this was a normal thing to ask?' Another wave of shame went through her mind as she stared at the ground, unable to even look at her. "Yeah."
Something about how quiet that last word was made Blake take another look at Yang. Really look. The blonde had gone into this conversation with pretty fragile hopes, and now she had given up. But how could Blake even consider tying herself into such a bizarre arrangement? It was insane! Already, it was beyond unusual, two sisters sharing the same girl - and a girl, at that! And now one of said sisters wanted a side-chick?
But that hadn't been what Yang asked her to be. She said "girlfriend", not "do you wanna hook up?" This meant something to her, even if she wasn't sure quite how much it meant.
"Can... you understand that I don't want to give you an answer right away? This is just, um, a lot. Wow, you and Weiss and Ruby. And me, maybe. I never thought..."
"I know it's weird. But it's all out in the open with us. We don't do anything behind each other's back, don't keep secrets. That's why I wanted to be upfront and honest before I asked, so you know what Weiss knows. I-I'm sorry, you didn't ask for this, and the idea is more than a little weird. I don't want to offend you."
By that point, Yang had begun fiddling with the bottom of her skirt to try and push it down more than usual. The wind wasn't even blowing that hard and she was terrified.
"No, I appreciate you being up front about it." Making the wrong assumption about Yang's fidgeting, she reached over and stilled her hand with one of her own. "And... okay, I'm still gonna keep thinking this is very strange for a little while, but thanks for not keeping it from me."
The contact of their hands began to encourage a deep blush. No, she couldn't show her embarrassment. Not about her absence of undies. So she finally looked up to the black haired Faunus.
"Of course. And... take as long as you need to think about it, yeah?"
"Of course." Still, Blake noticed some slight trembling that Yang was trying to hide, some pinkness in her cheeks. Squeezing her hand and shaking it from side to side, she said, "Hey, it's okay. This is throwing me for a loop, I can't lie, but I don't hate you or anything."
If this continued, she would begin to piece things together. Blake wasn't completely dumb, at least not as much as herself. So she finally risked removing her hand from her skirt.
"I just..." She had to focus on their conversation instead of her absence of underwear. It was the only way. Why had Weiss done this to her now? "I don't want you to hate me, 'cause you're my best friend. I wouldn't want that."
Now Blake knew something was wrong. Pulling her hand away? Was it just because of their conversation, that it was making Yang uncomfortable? To be entirely honest, Blake had felt strange about doing it this time, where she might not have a few days previously. But now her hand was on Yang's thigh, and that felt quite a bit stranger, to be sure.
What didn't help at all was the wind beginning to kick up. Even the faintest of gusts was setting Yang completely on edge, making her grip the skirt once again to push it down firmly. But the hand on her thigh was beginning to make her blush even worse. She had to do something.
"O-okay, good talk. You wanna, um, go inside? It's a little cold out here, ain't it?"
"Sure, we could do that. Yeah, let's." Smiling gently, Blake took her hand away... just as a very stiff gust of wind blasted her in the back. Immediately, her hand flew up to hold onto her bow. "Whew! What is with this weather?!"
A rather loud yelp was heard from Yang as she went to grip the sides of her skirt again. But it was useless. Before she had a firm enough grip, the wind had blown it upward, exposing her uncovered shame to the open. To Blake. Instantly she was flailing to fight the wind, attempting to push it back down to cover herself up. But the damage was done; Blake had seen. It was just if anyone else had.
"You..." The phrase was going to be a very obvious one that involved the fact that Yang didn't have any underwear on. Was that how people behaved when they were in unconventional relationships? They went around without underpants? "Well."
"I-it's not-! I don't usually-! Oh for fuck's sake, Weiss!" Cheeks as red as her sister's cape, she finally held her skirt firmly down, finding her gaze returning to the floor again.
Before answering, Blake took a quick look around the lawns. Then she hissed, "Weiss? Are you saying... that Weiss told you that you're not allowed to wear underwear?!" The image of Yang's pink mons with its light dusting of blonde hairs still filled her mind, but she was trying her best to block it out for the moment.
"She took mine away earlier! After a... a brief encounter." Once the gale had disappeared, her hands instead went to cover her face. She was glad to be away from anyone else to see, but already she felt humiliated. And not in a way she enjoyed.
"Wait, are y- is this you telling me that you two had sex earlier TODAY?!" It was like a never-ending stream of surprises, and Blake was being smacked over the head with each and every one.
"I-I'm sorry! It just... just happened!"
This was completely unlike Yang. Usually she would be confident in her escapades, but this time she was out of her element. Not only had she been shamed for being forced to wear no underwear for the day, but had also confessed to having sex with another; WHILE asking Blake out. So Blake hadn't just been shown Yang's sex, but had seen her recently-engaged sex. Was that why the skin around it was pink? Blake didn't have a lot of experience with romantic liaisons and their after-effects, to be frank.
And before she knew it, she was asking, "How did it happen?"
She wasn't completely disgusted by her actions? Or was this something she needed to know in order to make her decision? One thing was clear; lying would be no good now. "We were alone; I locked the bathroom and put an 'out of order' sign outside. First, I started out telling her about you, and what I wanted to ask you. And after that, things just... kinda..."
"Really?" Blake found herself both disgusted and hopelessly intrigued. "Right then and there? Weren't you afraid of getting caught?"
"I knew we might, even with the sign. But that... that added to the thrill." 'God, she thinks I'm some sex deprived nympho.' She shook her head in shame, holding her skirt down desperately.
"Tell me what she did, what... you two did." She didn't really want to know, did she? This was a sick question to ask all around, but Blake couldn't stop herself. The fact that it transpired had been laid in front of her, and she simply couldn't resist finding out just a little more.
"Well... Um..." This was bad. This was very, very bad. As far as Blake knew, Weiss was biologically female in every way, and Weiss wanted that to be the way it stayed. If she described positions, it would destroy that, it would let her know. "I was sat on the sink, then bent over it."
"You were... bent over it?"
That was when Blake began to suspect the idea of Yang engaging in this act wasn't just disgusting to her anymore. Why should it surprise her? Having an attraction to Yang, of course it stimulated her to think of the woman with another woman. That she was experiencing the stimulation in the middle of the campus grounds was merely inconvenient.
"Y-yeah... s-sorry, was that too much info?" she asked, having to back against the tree herself as another gust of wind blew.
Blake's pulse was racing. Here Yang was, telling her in detail about how she had slept with another woman... and was also trying to tell her she wanted to do the same things with Blake. Part of her was definitely offended at not being Yang's first choice, but then again, she hadn't known she was attracted to Yang initially, either.
"Did she... use her tongue? Fingers?"
This couldn't now just be ammo to tell Yang off later. Blake was genuinely curious. She wanted to know in detail what they had done. "Um, both. She used her tongue and her fingers at the same time."
A shiver passed through Blake at the thought of doing the same thing to Yang, of tasting her, of putting fingers inside her body. But she forced all that down for a moment, clearing her throat before asking, "And... if you can get all that from Weiss, what do you want with me?"
Her cheeks flushed red. As she began to think about it more and more, what she could do to Blake, her own pulse was racing. What would she look like splayed on her bed? Gripping the sheets as Yang pushed fingers inside her, or even the fake phallus. What did she taste like in comparison to Weiss? What could both of them do at the same time?
"...You. I-I want you, Blake."
The unbridled lust in Yang's eyes took Blake aback slightly, but she felt it resonate in her own loins. The girl was definitely not shy about having as much sex as possible, and for some reason she was willing to actually speak to Weiss about asking her out. That changed things somewhat. It was still unusual, but Yang's passion almost entirely overrode that.
"Do you? Let me see how much." Again, the amber eyes flicked down to the hem of Yang's skirt.
"Huh?" Looming down to where her eyes were staring, she couldn't help but tug at the skirt again. The usually confident Yang really was being put in her place today.
"Nobody's watching," Blake assured her as she placed her hand on Yang's thigh again. "Just... let me look again. I want to see it by your choice this time."
Now Yang's pulse was rapid. Her breathing had begun to get faster. They were in an area which very few went to, very few could see. They were alone. What would happen here? And so, Yang held the hem of her skirt again, looking around once more to make sure no one was nearby. Finally, she lifted her skirt again, allowing her to see her now wet sex.
Blake's breath caught and held when she saw. Not only was she quite saturated, but there were small traces of wetness on the inside of her thighs from earlier. Due to the absence of her underwear, she had probably felt turned on at random intervals throughout the day.
And it was contagious. Blake knew the sight aroused her the first time she saw it, in all honesty. This merely fanned the flames enough for her to notice. One of her hands began to drift in toward the skin, mesmerised, only wanting to feel what Yang was like...
What was this? Was she really going to experiment with her in this very moment? To touch her? As much as Yang wanted to, she didn't even have an answer yet to whether or not she wanted this.
But when her hand touched her inner thigh, all doubt was erased and replaced with lust. She wanted this. She wanted her fingers to press into her wetness, and she wanted to be sated by Blake on her own. Commitment aside, she wanted Blake there and then.
Only when the fingers got close enough to the sex to feel its heat did Blake begin to pant slightly, amazed at what she was feeling. Yang was so warm and inviting, and even though her stomach couldn't handle Weiss having been there first, she wasn't there now. This moment was between her and Yang alone.
"I... you're so hot," she finally commented.
"H-hot, huh?" That was making it even worse for her, making her lightly quiver at the Faunus's touch. As it got closer and closer to her sex, she closed her eyes. "Y-you... wanna find out?"
"N-no, I couldn't," Blake muttered distantly, though she did not remove her hand. "Could I? I shouldn't, not until we..." But her throat was so dry, and there was Yang like an oasis in the desert. However, she could never do anything so forward as that! Could she?
"Well..." Blake's fingertips trailed a little higher, just barely touching her fragile lips. "Maybe... maybe I could, just for a second."
"Maybe..." It was happening again. Just like with Weiss their first night together, she felt herself getting closer to her friend. Felt her eyes drifting to a close. She truly wanted her, and desperately needed her. "Maybe we could... have an encounter of our own?"
Did Blake really want to have such an encounter... and it be the blonde's second of the day? She did not. This was to be their first time; it should be more special than that. However, she was beginning to think she might not mind the rest of the details. At least Yang's other partner was someone she considered a teammate and friend. Also, it didn't sound like she'd be expected to have sex with Weiss or anything crazy like that.
"Not... today. In fact..." A coy smile flitted across her face. "What if I asked you not to do anything else for three days?"
What was Blake thinking? Was this some sort of challenge? "Y-you mean like, abstain?"
"Yeah." Then Blake got cold feet. "N-not saying that I won't ever date you if you can't do it, this isn't supposed to be an ultimatum. But... in three days, it'll be a new week. If I'm the first woman you touch that week... then at least we could t-try... a kiss." Again, cold feet; she had been going to say far more than a simple kiss, but that was all she could force herself to promise.
"...Done."
She was worth it. For Blake, she would resist the urge to give in and have her way with Weiss. Besides, it was only three days, what harm could that possibly do? Blake was, after all, the first woman she had developed feelings for, or at least the first where she thought it could work. To turn down her challenge would be crazy.
"Right. So it's settled." Blake could feel her heart pounding like crazy. A kiss with Yang. This would only be her second time kissing a girl ever, and it would be with the one girl she wanted to kiss most. Did it really matter if Weiss was in the picture?
Still, the challenge would be good for them, give them both time to think over just how much they meant to each other. Also, if Yang couldn't abstain from relations for that long, it would mean she didn't care about Blake as much as she thought. Not that it would entirely preclude them being together, but it would more clearly define a few things, that was for sure.
"That it is..." Looking down to where Blake's hand still was however, she was still warm in both her cheeks and her sex. This really was going to be a difficult challenge. Unless...
"Does this count, um, self-love, too?"
"Self-love? Oh. OH! I... I don't know, should it?" Now the thought of Yang doing that to herself was filling Blake's mind completely, setting off reactions in her body she didn't know she could have so strongly.
"Well... You did say if you are the first woman, so I wondered if that included... myself." Truth be told, the idea of not being allowed to do such things until then was somewhat thrilling. And Yang was always one to partake in said love at least once a day, to relieve herself. Would banning her of that pleasure be something Blake was willing to do?
"You know, when you put it that way, I guess it does." Blake's smile was more shy than mischievous. "Think you can go that long?"
No. No she didn't. But Yang wasn't one to back out of a challenge. She'd made it the day without wearing undies, right?
"You're on."
"Good." Then Blake patted Yang's inner thigh before drawing her hand away. "But um, you might wanna put some underwear on, since obviously this won't help. Unless... you also promised not to do that, either?"
Had Blake just said that? Now she was entirely defenceless. Being unable to get any sexual satisfaction and be unable to wear underwear? That was pure evil... Wasn't it? "...What?"
"Well, Weiss obviously didn't want you to, so... she has to give you permission to put them on before you do." It still sent a pang through Blake to bring up "the other woman", even though she knew that wasn't quite the situation. "So yeah. Stay like this until you talk to her, I guess. I wouldn't wanna mess with whatever arrangements you already have with her."
"I... you... Goddamn it." She really was doomed. She knew for a fact Weiss wouldn't let her wear underwear again so easily. Not when she could easily be teasing her about it for weeks if she wanted to. And no doubt, Blake would tell her to not allow it so they could both get at her.
"When these three days are over, you are so dead."
Now Blake really did smirk as they got up to head inside. "You know, for someone who just asked me out, you don't seem to know how to ingratiate yourself to someone. Death threats aren't really the way to go."
"Yeah? Well if anyone catches me without any undies, I might as well be dead myself."
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She Wants The Dust