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Ruby's Ruffled Rose	By : Eccho Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 3138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is just a work of fan fiction. I don't own any characters involved in this story.

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God, this is boring. Cinder’s just making me do the most unnecessary things for the dumbest reasons. Like, I’ve already cleaned my tub yesterday. But just because she wasn’t there to see me do it, I have to clean it again. And she’s just standing there, staring at me. Why won’t she just leave me alone? Why can’t mom and dad get someone else to watch me? This sucks.

“Hey, you missed a spot,” she says.

“What do you mean?” I question in a frustrated tone,

“First, don’t use that tone with me. Unless you don’t want dinner tonight. Second, it’s right there. You’re just not looking hard enough.”

I groan as I look across the tub. Nope. Spotless. What the hell? But you know what? She won’t get off my neck if I don’t do something. So I lean forward to scrub the far end of the tub again to, hopefully, accommodate her.

“Yeah, that’s it,” she says, “Be sure to really reach for it.”

What do you think I’m doing, dumbass? I reach even farther, being sure to scrub every inch without falling in. Once I’m done, I rinse out the suds and ring out my sponge. Finally done.

“See?” Cinder says, “Now was that so hard?”

“Bite me,” I respond, “I’m going to my room.”

“Not without bathing, you aren’t”

Are you. Fucking! Kidding me?!?!?!?

“What?!” I exclaim,

“You heard me,” she replies before clapping her hands with, “Chop chop. Let’s hop to it.”

I throw down the sponge before saying,

“What was the po-”

“Ah, ah,” she interrupts with a finger to my lips, “Let’s not forget who’s in charge here. Last I checked, your parents put a legal adult woman in charge. Not some whiny, snot nosed, nine year old.”

“Twelve.”

“Irrelevant. Point is, I’m in charge. You do what I say, when I say. And I say it’s your bath time.”

It’s not even dark out and she wants me to do this. You know what? Fine. The quicker we get this over with, the sooner I can go to my room and sleep this day away. She’ll be gone around 10:45, so maybe I can get something to eat around midnight.

“Fine,” I reply.

She gives a smug grin before folding her arms and leaning on the wall.

“A little privacy, maybe?” I question,

“How will I know that you’re not gonna just say you took a bath?” she says,

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe by smell?!”

“Nope. You could just rub soap on your arms and call it a day. I’m not gonna fall for it.”

“What’s wrong wi-”

“Hey, remember, I’m in charge. Now fix your bath.”

10:45 can not come any sooner. I plug in the drain stopper and run some warm water, waiting for the tub to fill.

“What, are you gonna bathe fully clothed?” Cinder calls out,

“I’m not getting naked in front of you,” I answer back,

“Oh, yes you are. Do you want me to tell your parents?”

I fucking hate you. I reluctantly take off my shirt and slide my skirt down my waist, leaving me in my training bra and panties.

“All of it,” she commands.

I sigh before undoing my bra, letting it fall to the floor and immediately covering my chest with my arm. I then do the same to my panties, removing them and immediately covering myself with my hand. She just...looks at me. Does she...like seeing me like this? God, she’s so creepy.

I turn off the water and step inside. I then grab my rag, but before I have the chance to do anything, she says,

“Wait, wait.”

“For the lo- what? What? What?! WHAT?!”

“You don’t actually expect to be fully clean doing it like that, do you?”

“You’re not laying a single hand on me, you freak.”

“Fine, be that way. I’ll just call Summer and Tai.”

She takes out her phone and I throw the rag at her before folding my arms. It lands on her shoulder and she snickers before putting her phone on the counter.

“That’s what I thought,” she says before grabbing the rag and taking her shirt off, “And since we’re near water, it only makes sense for me to get naked, too.”

Because of course it does, you creep. She takes off her bra and unbuttons and unzips her jeans before sliding them down along with her panties. I turn away, blushing in embarrassment. She walks to me, saying,

“Now, don’t be difficult. I’ll be gentle with you...At first.”

I shudder at her perverted innuendo. She chuckles before lathering the soap on the rag and rubbing it along my back. She then maneuvers her way along my arms and armpits. After that, she reaches around me and starts rubbing the rag on my stomach.

“Up or down,” she asks,

“What?” I ask back, confused,

“You want me to go up first or down?”

Seeing that she’s just gonna relent, I just don’t feel like fighting with her anymore.

“Up,” I answer.

She chuckles before guiding the rag to my chest. She brings her other arm around me before grabbing on to my developing chest. She then starts squeezing and pulling on them, giving me a weird feeling that I’ve never felt before. I don’t know how to feel about it. It’s so weird.

“You’re really growing to be a big girl,” she says condescendingly, “Look at these tiny little boobs of yours. So adorable.”

Her words are just making me feel weirder and weirder. I let out a light moan in response. I didn’t even mean to do that. What’s going on?

“Oh, you like that, huh?” she says in a seductive tone.

I don’t say anything back. This is just too weird.

“Well, if you liked that, then you’ll love this.”

She lathers more soap onto the rag and steps into the tub, sitting on the edge and laying the rag on her right leg. She then picks me up and sets me down crotch first on the rag before grabbing onto my hips and moving me back and forth on the rag. This feels even weirder. But in a good way. What’s happening? Why does this feel so good?

I moan as she continues to move me. She gives me a smirk and says,

“Yeah, feels good, doesn’t it? You love it, huh? You love grinding your little pussy on this rag, don’t you? Yeah, just listen to that cute little voice. You’re really getting into it. You’re even moving your hips on your own. Such a good girl.”

I hate to admit it, but she’s right. This feels amazing. Why am I just learning about this now? It’s so fucking good. I grab on her shoulders and grind myself on her leg even faster, moaning louder in the process.

“Yeah, that’s right,” she says, “Moan for me. Keep grinding on it. Yeah. Let me hear how good it feels. Grind that cute little pussy on my fucking leg.”

I think...I think I’m starting to like what she’s saying to me. She’s sounding less gross. I just wanna do what she’s telling me to do. I grind on her leg even harder and faster, locking eye contact with her. The look on her face just adds to this.

But I feel something. It’s getting really intense. It feels even greater than what I’ve been feeling so far. What is this?

“Cinder,” I moan out, “Something’s happening. I feel funny. Like something’s about to explode.”

She giggles before stopping my movements along with the feelings. What the hell? But before I can question her, she takes two of her fingers and puts them in her mouth before sucking on them. Ew. She then spreads my legs before guiding her saliva soaked fingers to my pussy. Before I can object, she places them on it and circles it, sending a jolt throughout my entire body. I moan at her touch and she giggles.

She then takes her fingers and pushes them inside of me, making me feel even better than when I was grinding on her. She thrusts them in and out of me and curls them, elevating the pleasure. I feel like I’m in heaven. I never want this to ever end. She speeds up her pace, making that intense feeling even stronger and I moan louder.

“Come on, baby,” she says, “Cum on my fingers. That’s it. Cum for me while I fuck you with my fingers. Be a good girl and cum for me. Yeah. Cover my fingers with your cum.”

I arch my back as the sensation gets stronger and stronger. Then it reaches its peak and I feel like I’m being reborn. Nothing matters. No one matters. Except for this feeling.

After a moment, it subsides, leaving me breathless and slumped forward on Cinder’s chest. She giggles before sliding her fingers out of me and presenting them to me. There’s a clear liquid on them. What is that? She then brings her fingers to her mouth and sucks on them.

“Mmm,” she starts, “You taste so good, Ruby.”

I can’t even form any sentences in my head. It’s like my brain forgot how words are formed. Cinder giggles again before saying,

“Well, as fun as this was and as much as I want you to pay me back, I think it’s a good idea to wrap this up. Your parents will be home soon.”

I can’t believe it. She actually made the impossible happen. I actually don’t want her to go. WHAT DID SHE DO TO ME?!?!
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