#i swear i have better ideas in my backlog i just forgot where i put the backlog

[umblrspectrum]

i think i read this in a fic on ao3 but i forgot which one

[patchwork-panda]

If A Moment Is All We Are (38/40)

Note: for Music 1, feel free to stop playing when you feel the mood shift. for Music 2, stop playing at the *** for Music 3, stop playing when you feel a mood shift or when you hit the ED. (your choice) for ED theme, stop playing when you feel like it. :)

S1, OP2 Music 1

“Let’s see...”

I set down the photos the police had taken around the abandoned dormitory and placed them next to the first of many reports lying on top of my desk. Grabbing a paperclip, I picked up that first report and put them all together.

“This set is going to the police...”

I slipped them all into a manila folder and placed the whole thing into my outbox.

“And this...”

I reached for a second, much lengthier set of documents and found the corresponding photos.

“...is going to Haruno- san for redactions first.”

Placing these in a different envelope, I put the second set of documents on top of the first and looked back at my overflowing inbox. I sighed.

So much completed, and yet still so much left to go...!

I’d spent so much time on Professor Matsuyama’s case these past few days that I hadn’t been able to get any of my other work done. All of my outstanding reports, errands and sketch jobs lay in a thick stack, crammed into an increasingly full inbox as the days slowly wore on. I was hoping to make a dent in my backlog yesterday but when Nomura had called, I’d been forced to push everything else aside so that I could find the professor in time.

The good news was that my sacrifices had not been in vain. The paramedics had taken the professor to the hospital the moment we got outside, where he’d be kept in the hospital for monitoring until they were sure he could be safely released.

The bad news, however...

I grimaced as the pile of documents on my top shelf sagged and fell over in the tray, noting how it looked like there were even more of them when the papers were fanned out like that.

How the hell was I going to get these done by the end of the week?

“Kusunokiiii-kuuun~!”

I sighed and brought my fingers to my temple just as a familiar grinning face appeared over the set of trays.

“What is it, Dazai-san?”

“‘What is it?’” Dazai sighed , visibly sagging as he repeated my words back to me. “Good grief, you sound exactly like Kunikiiida-kun. Just how much time have you been spending with that man, anyway?”

“A normal amount!” I retorted heatedly, glaring at Dazai as he stifled a snicker behind one half-bandaged hand. “I don’t like what you’re suggesting, Dazai-san.”

“Oh, you don’t, do you?” Dazai quipped, his eyebrows shooting straight up into his hair. “Really, now? Because I could swear I saw you doodling his picture in the corner of your notes at the meeting this morning—”

“No, I wasn’t!” I lied, instantly flushing red. “And what were you looking at my notes for anyway, you should’ve been paying attention and taking your own—!”

“But your handwriting is so much neater than mine,” Dazai whined. “If I took any notes at all, they’d just end up looking like chicken scratch and then I’d be unable to decipher any of it later—”

“So then just type them on your —!”

“ Oh, hey, that’s right!” Dazai suddenly exclaimed, snapping his fingers together and com pletely ignoring my outburst . “ I heard about this hot new pop-up cafe that’ s being hosted at the Isezaki Mall. If you buy a coffee and pastry combo order, they’ll give you a free keychain, featuring one of those cute new mascot characters just released by Sunrio!”

I forgot my rage in an instant.

“ For real?!” I cried, jumping out of my chair as Dazai moved back to his station and began typing into the computer. “ Do they have that cute red panda?”

“ Of course!” Dazai chirped, shooting me a wide grin as I ran over to his desk and gawped at the cafe’s homepage screen. “See look, there she is.”

“ She’s so cuuuute!”

I stopped cooing over the screen abruptly when I realized Dazai had successfully conned me into coming over to his desk to goof off.

And it wasn’t just that. I was sticking so close to him that our arms were actually touching and I’d nearly grabbed his hand over the mouse.

“I mean.”

I coughed and turned away from him .

“ Why are you showing me this, Dazai - san ?” I asked suspiciously. “Don’t tell me there’s something you want me to get you from this cafe? Is it the keychain? Do you want me to bring you the one you want because you’re too embarrassed to go into a cafe that sells cutesy things? Or...”

My eyes narrowed.

“ Do you want me to bring one back, regardless of which character I get specifically because it’s a choking hazard? Are your plans for suicide really that inane?”

“ Kusunoki- kun !” Dazai gasped, looking genuinely shocked. “I’m surprised at you! That’s really insensitive you know, calling my plans for suicide inane when you’ve just saved a man from killing himself yesterday . Have some respect!”

“ Respect?!”

I threw up my hands in disbelief.

“ You’re telling me to have some respect when you’re the one going on about this like it’s all some big joke—”

“ You’re the one treating my greatest aspiration as a joke!” Dazai whined.

“Ugh!!”

Spinning on my heel, I stormed back to my desk.

“I can’t believe you,” I grumbled under my breath, “getting me to get all cozy with you over my love of cute mascot characters.”

“ Ah, and there it is again,” Dazai sang, his voice pitching up into a lilt. “You’re talking like Kunikiiiida- kun again!”

“So what if I am?” I griped, sitting down heavily at my desk as several more papers slid out of the file tray and onto my open laptop. “ He’s a great guy and I look up to him and I happen to li—”

I closed my mouth immediately as Dazai’s expression went from amused to outright excited. His big brown eyes were sparkling.

“Go on,” he prodded me, leaning so far forward onto my inbox that I could see his bandaged elbows poking out over the top tray. “You were gonna say something, weren’t you? (“No!” I shrieked.) Oh, oh wait.”

He tapped his chin and frowned, thinking to himself for a moment.

“No, that won’t do,” he mumbled, looking away from me and at the floor. “Even if there’s nobody else here right now, we’re in the middle of the office. Anyone could walk in at any time and hear you say it. Yeah...”

Dazai nodded sagely to himself and returned his attention to me.

“I got it. Why don’t we go to the client booth, where we definitely won’t be overheard, and then you can practice saying it to me, first?”

I felt my mouth drop open.

“What?!”

“ Well, I don’t think it’s a bad idea,” Dazai drawled, absentmindedly running his finger over the bandages on his neck, as if to make sure they were staying fully in place. “I mean, you couldn’t even say it to me that day in the conference room and we were completely alone then too.”

He tilted his head to the side, his darkened bangs falling just so about his inquisitive brown eyes.

“How are you gonna say it to Kunikida- kun in person if you can’t even say it to me? ”

I bit my lip and looked away.

“I... I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“B-because!”

I felt my face growing hot again as I grabbed a random document and tried to figure out where it belonged.

“I just can’t, okay?! I’m not ready!”

“You sure about that?” Dazai asked, his tone changing to something softer. “ You certainly seem like you’re more comfortable with it than you used to be.”

He leaned forward on top of my tray tower.

“Kusunoki- kun ... Sometimes things happen that you’re not ready for. Things like developing feelings for someone... That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be able to act on those feelings.”

He let his chin sink into his hands.

“ Even if you’re not sure it’s right .”

The document slipped in my hands.

Dazai...?

I looked back up at him.

“Dazai- san...?”

“Hm?”

Was he still talking about me and Kunikida right now?

Falling silent, I found myself staring back into Dazai’s inscrutable brown eyes.

Or was he talking about something else...?

I cleared my throat.

“Why are you so interested in all this, anyway?” I asked quietly , shooting a discreet look around the office to make sure no one was paying attention.

Kyouka and Atsushi and Kunikida weren’t here right now, so Dazai and I were the only ones at our usual work stations...

Was it really safe to talk about it? Right here, right now?

“ Me?” Dazai asked, blinking at me. “Hmm, well...”

He leaned his cheek into his hand, smiling wistfully at me .

“Maybe I just feel like looking after my cute kohai today.”

Something tightened around my chest.

“Dazai-san...”

Why is it so hard to breathe when he smiles at me like that...?

“ Anyway,” he said, taking his elbows off my paper tray at last , “I wanted to show you the cafe because I thought it would be a nice date spot for you to visit with Kunikida - kun after the two of you become an item.”

“Wha—?!” I opened and closed my mouth several times before I could make another sound. “D-date spot?! Dazai-san, don’t you think you’re getting a little—?!”

“ Do I even want to know,” Kunikida’s tired voice suddenly rang out nearby, “why you’re talking about date spots right now? Dazai- san ? Kusunoki- kun ?”

I went completely rigid.

“K-Kunikida- san?! ”

“ Oh, Kunikiiida- kun !!”

Dazai instantly brightened up.

“Hey, great timing! Listen, there’s this cafe that my client’s been wanting us to check out and—”

“ Cut the crap , Dazai,” Kunikida growled. “ Can’t you see Kusunoki’s got enough on her plate right now, as it is? Stop distracting her and get back to work.”

“ Aw, you’re no fun, Kunikiiida- kun ,” Dazai drawled, typing away at his computer. “And here we were just trying to figure out what kind of food you’d want to order from the cafe. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say someone was jealous... ”

“Dazai-san!!”

I got to my feet as Kunikida immediately turned beet-red.

“What are you—?!”

“ Oh, would you look at that,” Dazai suddenly cried, “I’m getting a phone call—from a very important client! Excuse me, Kusunoki- kun , Kunikiiida- kun —but I have to take this.”

Grinning, he whipped his phone out of his pocket and put it to his ear.

“ Ah, by the way, Kusunoki- kun ?”

He winked .

“Remember what I said, okay? You can do it! I believe in you.”

And with that, he left his desk, his sing-song tone of voice making me think there wasn’t anyone on the other end of the line at all.

“ Yes? Hello?” he chirped, tucking his free hand into his pocket and walking out into the hall.

I slapped a hand over my face and groaned.

One of these days, I’m gonna make Dazai pay for all of his teasing. Maybe give him a taste of his own medicine—

“ Kusunoki- kun? ”

I snapped to attention.

“ Kunikida- san? ”

“I got a call this morning from the hospital,” he said, taking out his notebook and leafing through its pages. “It seems Professor Matsuyama is doing well and can now have visitors.”

He jutted his thumb back towards the door.

“I thought you might want to pay him a visit? I can drive you in about thirty minutes if you don’t mind waiting for me to finish some paperwork.”

“ Are you sure?” I asked, taken aback. “I can take the train if you’re busy.”

But Kunikida shook his head slightly.

“ Actually, I’d like to go with you. If that’s okay with you, that is.”

I felt my mouth dropping open.

In what world would that not be okay?

“That’s fine,” I said, nodding appreciatively, “but why? I took the case on my own and I was the one who, uh...”

I made a face.

“...knocked out the professor while trying to save him.”

“Er, that’s part of why,” Kunikida said, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away . “While you did make that decision on your own, I, uh, can’t help but feel somewhat responsible for it, s ince I was the one who taught you how to do that throw in the first place. I am still technically your superior, after all and I feel like it would be bad form for me not to go. Oh! But—”

He quickly turned back to me, putting his hand out in a placating gesture.

“I’m not blaming you at all for what happened, don’t get me wrong! You still managed to get him away from that hole in the wall and in doing so, saved his life. The doctors tell me that other than the concussion, he was completely uninjured. Moreover...”

His gaze softened.

“He seems to be doing better. Mentally and emotionally. They’ll keep him on suicide watch for the next few days but the psychiatrist on staff seems to think he’ll be alright. So.”

He pulled out his chair and opened up his laptop.

“Give me thirty minutes and I’ll drive you to the hospital. Alright?”

My heart soared.

“Yes!”

Music 2

“ K-Kunikida- san ...”

I tightened my grip on my seat belt, wincing as another loud grinding noise echoed throughout the car.

“A-are you sure the car is—”

“Ah.”

I couldn’t see the blonde detective’s eyes behind the glare of his rectangular glasses in the bright midday light but his tone sounded far too calm for my liking.

“As I said earlier, Kusunoki- kun, ” he said as another loud groan rose up from under the seats. “The damage to the car was minimal. Rest assured, we won’t have a problem getting to the hospital.”

As if on cue, the car let out an ear-splitting squeal.

Kunikida’s jaw tightened.

“But I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to stop by a mechanic’s on the way back.”

“ Y-yeah...”

I tried not to wince when the car steadily slowed towards the intersection, the brakes letting out an unnecessarily loud squeal as we rolled to a stop.

Just how much damage had been done by our little trip yesterday?!

I swallowed uneasily.

“Uh. Kunikida- san ?”

“Yes?”

I tried not to make a face.

“Please, take the costs for the repair out of my paycheck.”

I sank down a little into my seat as the light turned green and the car let out another subtle whine.

“I was the one who asked you to drive us to the abandoned dormitory,” I mumbled, “and the car belongs to the Agency, so...”

“I already told you, Kusunoki- kun ,” Kunikida rumbled. “It’s not a problem. This was a necessary business expenditure and we should have more than enough—”

The car let out another loud groan.

“— just enough,” he amended, taking one hand off the wheel to adjust his glasses, “to cover the costs. But, I appreciate the offer.”

“Right...”

Trying as hard as I could to ignore the subsiding noises coming out of the car, I studied my tall, blonde companion.

I’d completely forgotten about the damage to the car until we’d started driving. From the sound of it, the vehicle was in pretty bad shape, despite how it looked, and I couldn’t help but feel a tiny stab of guilt every time it made a noise or shuddered.

And now that I was thinking about it, I had no idea what kind of shape the professor was going to be in. Sure, Kunikida had said the doctors were looking after him and maybe the paramedics had declared him to be okay while they were loading him into the ambulance but then, again...

I snuck a glance at Kunikida, whose eyes were still fixed straight ahead on the road (at least, that’s what I thought... I still couldn’t see his eyes thanks to the reflection from the sun and his expression was inappropriately neutral).

How okay could the professor actually be, if Kunikida felt compelled to come visit my client in the hospital as my superior?!

And wasn’t he a little too calm about the state of the car?!

I brought my hand to my face, absentmindedly chewing on the edges of my nails.

What if Kunikida had just been lying to make me feel better earlier? What if the professor was actually in a coma and Kunikida was coming to make a formal apology?

What if this was my last job and they were going to fire me?!

I clapped my hands over my face and let out a tiny whine.

“Kusunoki.”

I sank further into my seat at the sudden sound of Kunikida’s voice.

“... Yes?” I managed, my voice so small and muffled that I hardly recognized it as my own.

Here it comes... the real truth! He’s gonna let me have it for sure— ***

“ About yesterday,” Kunikida started, his voice suddenly faltering.

The corner of his lip turned downwards in a frown and without meaning to, I shrank away from him.

“ I’m sorry.”

I stopped cringing immediately.

“Wuh...?”

“ I shouldn’t have yelled at you after th at last training session,” Kunikida said, his voice weary. “ I realized my mistake the moment you walked out. The truth is, I was actually hoping to find you and apologize to you a lot sooner than this, but then all those things happened and I didn’t get the chance. Kusunoki- kun , I...”

His grip tightened on the steering wheel.

“ I’m really sorry. What I did was completely unprofessional and I’m afraid that I may have damaged our working relationship because of it. ”

He slumped a little in his seat.

“I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me. If you want to resume the training sessions, although I can understand your reasons if you don’t...”

He trailed off.

I felt a familiar squeeze in my chest as I looked upon his face.

If only I could reach over and take his hand right now...

My fingers twitched in my lap.

“Anyway,” Kunikida continued, looking down at the wheel, as the car slowly rolled to a soft, quiet stop at the next stop light. “What I wanted to say was this: if you want to come back and continue training with me, I’d be more than happy to keep up the lessons. Only if you feel comfortable enough to, that is.”

He sighed.

“Kunikida-san...”

So that was it...

I kept my hands where they were.

He was just worried about me again...

I felt a small smile coming to my face.

He’s always so kind, isn’t he...?

“ It’s okay...”

Kunikida twitched at the sound of my voice but didn’t look at me.

“Really, I mean that,” I said gently, staring back down at my hands. “ You were just doing your job and looking out for me. So...”

I glanced back up just as Kunikida turned towards me.

I smiled.

“It’s okay.”

Kunikida let out an audible sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness,” he mumbled, his shoulders visibly relaxing as he leaned back in the seat . “ Thank you, Kusunoki. For accepting my clumsy apology.”

“O-of course!” I babbled, a faint blush creeping up the back of my neck. “Thank you for talking to me! I—”

Ahead of us, the light turned green and I stopped talking immediately as the car began to move again and let out another loud, metallic shriek of protest.

“ I’m glad we could clear the air,” I mumbled at last as the car continued down the street.

“I’m glad too,” Kunikida breathed.

For a moment, there was silence, briefly punctuated by odd rattles coming from the machinery below the seats. Then, Kunikida spoke again.

“By the way, Kusunoki- kun ?”

“ Hm?”

“I meant what I said earlier,” he said, staring straight ahead at the road as we slowly turned onto the next street. “Knowing you, I’m sure you’re a little concerned about how the professor’s doing, given that he’s in the hospital and all. But let me reassure you, he’s fine.”

He shot me a quick little look over his shoulder as we pulled into a wide parking lot.

“The doctors told me there’s no need to worry about his physical condition. He merely suffered a minor concussion and a few bruises when you threw him back into the room. If anything, they wanted me to thank you.”

“Th-thank me?!” I sputtered, clutching at my seat belt.

“Yeah,” Kunikida said, allowing the car to roll to a stop.

He looked at me.

“They said if he’d managed to throw himself outside like he’d planned, he wouldn’t have made it.”

Kunikida smiled.

“You did good, Kusunoki. You really did. You solved your first solo case completely on your own and not only did you tie up all loose ends you came across, but you saved a man’s life in the process. Really, I’m...”

His smile grew and I swear I felt my heart stop dead in my chest.

“I’m so proud of you.”

Kunikida-san...!!

Mouth dry, my pulse pounding in my ears, I stared at the handsome blonde detective sitting next to me in the driver’s seat, smiling like I’d never seen him smile before.

In my mind’s eye, I saw Dazai winking at me as he scurried away to take his fake phone call.

“Remember what I said, Kusunoki-kun! You can do it!”

I swallowed dryly, my pulse racing even faster.

“K-Kunikida- san ...”

I clutched at the seat belt across my chest, feeling like my heart would burst.

“I...”

“I believe in you...!” Dazai’s voice called.

Gripping my seat belt tightly in my hands, I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Kunikida- san , I—!”

The car suddenly let out another loud, obnoxious whine.

“ Ah... ”

Kunikida coughed a little and reached over to turn off the engine. While I was trying to work myself up into confessing, we’d pulled into a parking space and had stopped entirely.

I couldn’t help the weird strangled noise coming out of my throat as Kunikida suddenly slammed his foot down against the floor to stop the residual noise from the car.

“Sorry about that, Kusunoki- kun ,” he mumbled awkwardly.

He tilted his head toward the window, to indicate the large, white building outside.

“But, I think we’re here.”

He took the car keys out of the ignition and pocketed them, swapping them out for his notebook.

Kunikida glanced at me.

“Were you saying something?”

I let go of the seat belt and sighed.

“N-no.”

Maybe next time...

I shot him an awkward smile, my cheeks burning softly in the silence.

“ Don’t worry about it ...”

Music 3

I gingerly knocked on the door to the room, a bouquet of flowers clutched in my free hand.

“P-Professor Matsuyama?”

The sound of chatter in the room died immediately.

Nomura waved to me from his place by the window.

“Kusunoki- san !” he called, his tone cheerful. “ Please come in, we were just talking about you!”

“O-oh, is that so...” I mumbled, stepping softly into the room as Kunikida followed along.

“ Kusunoki- san .”

Professor Matsuyama sat up a little in his bed as I approached, his pale gray hospital gown shifting slightly with his movements. He looked tired and there was a large bandage stuck to the middle of his forehead but other than that, he seemed perfectly fine.

The professor smiled.

“ O h! D affodils,” he chuckled, taking the arrangement from me. “Did you get these from that flower shop in town? Or—”

“They’re from the one down the road,” I said quickly, as Kunikida shot me a questioning glance (I never told him I’d followed the professor under Nomura’s direction or that Dazai had encouraged it). “I hope they’re okay...”

Professor Matsuyama nodded at me, the crow’s feet prominent at the corners of his eyes as his smile widened.

“They’re very thoughtful, thank you.”

“I also brought this,” I mumbled, reaching into my bag for the dusty globe, the one that the professor had sent me just a few days ago . “I thought you might want it back.”

But the professor shook his head.

“Keep it,” he said, placing one hand on its yellowed surface and gently pushing it back towards me. “I said it was a thank you present, didn’t I? And I meant it. Besides.”

His dark eyes twinkled.

“I get the feeling Kei would want you to have it too.”

“Professor...”

But before I could ask him what he meant, Professor Matsuyama turned to Kunikida, who was standing just behind me.

“You must be Detective Kunikida,” he said, inclining his head in a formal bow as Kunikida stepped forward beside me and did the same. “ Thank you very much for coming to visit me today as well. I appreciate the gesture.”

“How are your injuries?” Kunikida asked, as the two men straightened back up. “The doctors informed us that you’re not pressing any formal charges?”

I jerked back.

Formal charges?! Wait, why didn’t Kunikida mention anything about that back there in the car? Is this why he was really here?!

I felt the blood draining from my face.

As I thought, he really was still treating me with kid gloves and there really were going to be consequences later...! I’m gonna get written up later for sure...!!

But to my surprise, Professor Matsuyama only laughed.

“No, no, of course not,” he chuckled. “Why would I, when your subordinate’s quick thinking and technical skill are the only reason I’m still alive?”

He looked from Kunikida to me fondly and I tried not to make a face.

“That was quite a throw she managed to pull off. Incapacitating me to prevent me from leaping out the third story with only minimal injury?”

Sweat was pouring down the back of my head .

The lack of injury was purely an accident. If things had gone a little worse, I might’ve actually broken the professor’s neck, and then there really would be hell to pay...

Professor Matsuyama nodded slowly as a nervous-looking Nomura rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.

“Impressive.”

“Th-thank you...” Kunikida mumbled, sounding every bit as awkward as I felt as I rushed to bow next to him. “ As a gesture of apology, the Agency would be more than willing to pay for your hospital fees.”

“That’s a very nice gesture,” the professor said kindly, “and while I appreciate it, I don’t believe there is very much you need to compensate us for.”

He tapped the bandage on his forehead with a small smile.

“I don’t believe they charge a fortune for things like this. On the other hand, Nomura- kun tells me you’ve sustained quite the amount damage to your vehicle during your attempt to rescue me.”

I shot Nomura a look, which he deftly avoided.

“I believe my severance can help cover whatever Nomura- kun wouldn’t be able to. If that’s alright.”

Kunikida bowed again.

“ Thank you, sir. Again, we appreciate it.”

The professor gestured to the empty chair next to Nomura.

“Would either of you like to take a seat? Now that I’ve been up and about for some time, I feel I could use a chat.”

I felt a subtle pressure on my back as Kunikida pushed me forward with one large hand.

“I get the feeling there’s a little more you want to talk about before we wrap up today’s visit,” he murmured, his voice low in my ear. “Take your time, okay? I’ll be outside if you need me.”

He straightened back up, taking his olive-green notebook out of his vest.

“Then, please excuse me.”

Another set of bows were exchanged and Kunikida left, leaving me alone with Nomura and the professor. Not knowing what else to do, I took a seat.

“Kusunoki-san.”

“ Sir?”

“ Nomura- kun and I were talking earlier,” the professor said, “about some things. I believe I asked you before when we were still in the dormitory but...”

He frowned, studying me.

“How did you find out where I was? Nomura- kun mentioned that you have an Ability of some sort, as do many of the detectives who work at the Agency but he seemed unsure of exactly how it happened?”

Ah...

President Fukuawa had mentioned at this morning’s meeting that because I was still technically in hiding from the Port Mafia, even though it seemed they weren’t looking for me, no one was to breathe a word of my Ability to the outside world.

I cleared my throat.

“ I’m afraid that’s classified, sir,” I said, inclining my head slightly. “ We asked Nomura- kun to sign an NDA at the beginning when I took his case but...”

“Oh, well in that case,” the professor agreed, as Nomura suddenly blanched next to him.

It looks like he forgot...

“ Forget I asked,” he said, handing the bouquet of daffodils to Nomura to be placed in a vase. “We have much better things to talk about than the incident itself.”

Right...

I chewed the inside of my cheek.

I guess that’s what he wants to call it from now on...

“ Professor,” I started, making the man perk up. “I’m glad to see you seem to be doing okay. How much longer do you think you’re going to be here?”

“Only a day or two,” the professor responded, glancing out the window. “The psychiatrist said he wants to keep me on observation for a little while longer, but it shouldn’t be too much.”

“I see...” I said, my thoughts going to Natsuki, who I hadn’t seen since I spoke to her in the graveyard that day. “Then, about your wife...”

“Natsuki was told that I’d had a bad fall while taking a hike on campus,” the professor said, as Nomura looked away. “I asked Nomura- kun to call her and tell her that he’d found me wandering around the woods behind the library and that I’d hit my head on a low-hanging branch. From the sound of it, she seemed to find it plausible.”

“ Oh...”

I lowered my gaze.

So he really was planning to keep it a secret. Even now...

“ You’re not going to tell her, are you?”

“No, I don’t think I should,” the professor said, his voice low. “I’ve caused her enough grief as it is. You were right about what you said back at the dormitory, Kusunoki- san . Natsuki would indeed be terribly upset if she were to find out what I’d almost done.”

He looked back at Nomura and then at me.

“I think I’d be doing her a kindness by not telling her the truth.”

I bit my lip.

But isn’t that what got you here in the first place? Not talking to your wife? When you both suffer because of the same things?

“ Ku sunoki - san ...” Nomura spoke up. “ I know how you feel.”

He glanced at the man sitting in the bed.

“I tried talking to him about this earlier too, but...”

I shook my head.

“No, I understand,” I sighed. “It’s not our place to interfere in something that might impact their marriage.”

I looked at the older man.

“ I won’t say anything to Natsuki- san ,” I promised. “But... I do think it might be helpful...”

I pictured the faded, white chrysanthemums the professor had brought lying side by side with the Adonis blossoms Natsuki had brought on Kei’s grave.

“To the both of you... if you were one day to change your mind.”

The professor nodded.

“I’ll talk it over with the psychiatrist.”

I glanced at Nomura.

“Sorry, Nomura- san . I think we’re going to have to let him and Natsuki- san sort it out—”

“ Then it’s a good thing I already knew.”

All three of us turned to the door.

“Matsuyama- san! ”

I rose from my seat as Matsuyama Natsuki stepped into the room.

“ You think I’d believe,” she said softly, her long lashes lowered over her doe-like brown eyes, “that my husband, the kind of man who writes up an entire schedule and pins it to the refrigerator before he goes out for the day , would go hiking in the woods without leaving me so much as a note?”

She shook her head gently and smiled.

“I don’t think so.”

“ Natsuki...” the professor breathed, his eyes wide behind his thick glasses as his wife brushed past the empty bed by the door and floated over to us, looking graceful in her pale shawl and dress.

She stopped at the foot of the bed, next to me and bowed slightly.

“We meet again,” she said kindly, as I nodded my head back. “Good to see you again, Nomura- kun , Kusunoki- san .”

Her eyes shone as she turned her gaze to me.

“Thank you so much for taking care of my husband.”

She bowed even lower.

“I don’t know how I could possibly thank you.”

“ Matsuyama- san ...”

I watched as she straightened up. The professor swallowed and adjusted his glasses.

“ Natsuki... How much did you hear?”

“Everything,” Natsuki said quietly , closing her eyes. “ I arrived just as that tall man in the hallway stepped out of this room. He told me I could go in but I insisted on staying out there so that I could listen.”

She opened her eyes, her expression downcast and sighed.

“I apologize for having to behave in this way, but I suspected something was wrong from the moment Nomura- kun called. I realized that if I wanted to get the full story, I was going to have to do some sneaking around.”

She brought her hand up to her mouth and let out a tiny giggle.

“I suppose I could apply to work at your Agency too, if this keeps up,” she joked, to which I could only make a strange face.

She seems like a capable person, but I cannot picture Natsuki catching bombers and fighting against the Port Mafia. Moreover, would Dazai have the audacity to hit on a married woman...?

Seemingly oblivious to my train of thought, Natsuki turned back to her husband.

“Shin.”

Professor Matsuyama sat up in his bed.

“Yes, dear?”

“I have something I want to reveal to you as well. I’ve been visiting Kei’s grave at least once a year since the time that he died.”

Professor Matsuyama’s eyes widened.

“You what?”

“Usually on his birthday so I can bring him a gift.”

“Ah...”

The professor looked away.

“So, it’s as I thought,” he mumbled. “You really do still have feelings for—”

“ I do not,” Natsuki declared, cutting him off.

Her voice was loud and clear.

“Please rest assured, Shin. The only person I have feelings for at this time is you . While Kei and I may have had feelings for each other at different points in time, please remember...”

ED Theme

** I heard a loud sniff.

Shocked, Nomura and I turned to Natsuki to see that there were tears in her big brown eyes. Before I knew what was happening, she tossed her bag on the ground and threw herself onto her husband’s bed.

“M-Matsuyama- san?! ” I squawked, panicking alongside Nomura.

“The one I chose to marry was you! ” she cried , burying her face in the covers. “I love you, Shin! Don’t you dare try to leave me again!”

And without another word, she dissolved into a fit of noisy sobs.

“Shiiiiinnnnn—!!”

As the professor put an uneasy hand on the back of Natsuki’s head, smoothing back her long, sandy hair with one large hand, I patted Nomura on the shoulder and inclined my head out towards the door to indicate we should leave.

Thankfully, Nomura seemed to get the message.

“ Er , please excuse us.”

But as Nomura dashed out ahead of me, his face beet-red, I heard Professor Matsuyama calling out to me over the sound of his wife’s wails.

“Kusunoki- san? ”

I turned.

“Y-yes?”

“ About that globe...”

Professor Matsuyama smiled.

“I don’t believe I got the chance to tell you this earlier,” he said as Natsuki continued hiccuping into the covers. “But the real reason I’m giving it to you?”

He paused.

“I don’t know what kind of power your Ability grants you, but back then, maybe a split second before you grabbed me, I thought I heard a voice in my head...”

His voice broke and I realized with a start that there were tears in his eyes too. They caught the light reflected from his glasses and seemed to shine in the bright sunlight streaming in from the windows.

“It was Kei. Before I felt your hand on my wrist, I felt his. I felt his hand tugging on mine, as if he was trying to pull me back from the brink. He... he tried to stop me.”

He took his glasses off for a moment and wiped at his eyes with his free hand, his other hand never leaving his wife’s shoulder.

“I just wanted to tell you that before you left. That globe is a thank you, from both Kei and me. You have our thanks. And...”

The professor paused to run his hand through his wife’s hair one more time.

“Natsuki’s too. Thank you again, and take care.”

I bowed low.

And as I turned back towards the door, leaving the Matsuyama’s to their time alone, I heard the professor utter a small, soft reassurance.

“I love you too, Natsuki...”

He bent down and kissed the top of her head.

“ I promise... I’ll never hide anything from you again...” ***

Stepping out into the hall, I found Kunikida waiting there for me, his familiar olive-green notebook held out in front of him in one large hand and his back against the wall. His long legs were crossed in front of him, his expression utterly placid and composed and as I followed the line of his gaze as he read through his notes, he seemed to realize I was there and closed his notebook.

Those beautiful gray-green eyes looked down towards me and I felt a sudden but subtle twinge in my chest as I looked up at my handsome mentor.

“The one I chose was you!” Natsuki’s voice echoed back to me. “I love you!”

My face warmed.

“ Ready to go?” Kunikida asked, to which I nodded.

“Yeah. Looks like we’re all done here.”

He checked his watch.

“Right on time,” he said, walking towards me as we headed down the hall together. “Well done, Kusunoki. I’m glad I didn’t have to remind you not to tell them about your Ability back there. For a second, I was worried.”

“I pay attention at the meetings,” I mumbled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

The globe clunked noisily next to me in my bag and I hoisted the whole thing a little higher up so it wouldn’t be so loud.

“Speaking of which, I actually wanted to ask you about something,” he said, as we came to the elevators and stepped inside.

The doors closed and he shot a curious glance down at me.

“How did you remove yourself from your vision when you were using your Ability on Nomura?” he asked. “I realized when I was in the client booth with you that I didn’t hear the sound of a timer and that your phone in your bag never went off. Does this mean that you’ve figured out how to stop or cancel your Ability somehow? Or that it’s actually evolved again.”

He took his notebook back out to write but I shook my head .

“ I don’t think so,” I mumbled, rubbing the back of my head. “While I was in there, I didn’t actually make an effort to pull myself out. I wasn’t sure how much I was going to need to see. And in the heat of the moment, I completely forgot to set a timer or an alarm.”

Kunikida frowned.

He seemed like he wanted to chide me for being reckless again but he held his tongue.

“Then, how did you do it?”

“That’s the thing,” I said slowly. “I... didn’t. I think the reason I got pushed out had something to do with Nomura-san’s mental state.”

Kunikida raised an eyebrow.

“ His mental state ?”

I nodded.

“Y-yeah. When I have my visions, I step into the consciousness of the person I’m touching. Not only do I see what they’re seeing, but I feel what they feel. I think in this case, Nomura- san’s feelings were so strong that they actually pushed me out.”

I looked down at my hands as the elevator began to descend.

“I felt it... I felt his devastation. Nomura- san was so upset by the death of his mentor that he had a full-on breakdown. He was so upset that when I came out, I was still disoriented.”

“But your eyes—”

“I think,” I mumbled sheepishly, “that had more to do with the amount of time I was in there, rather than the actual contents of the vision. Maybe.”

I turned towards him with a nervous smile as the elevator pinged.

“I guess we’ll see, huh?”

Kunikida sighed.

“I guess so.”

He tucked his hands into his pockets and walked through the open doors.

“Just remember to be careful from now on, okay?”

“Yes!”

And as I watched him walk out of the hospital doors and towards the parking lot outside, I thought of the professor’s words.

“I’ll never hide anything from you again.”

Gripping my bag tightly in my hands, I whispered something quietly under my breath.

“Kunikida- san ... I love you.”

Realizing I hadn’t followed him outside, Kunikida turned back towards me.

“Kusunoki?”

I shook my head and smiled .

“It’s nothing.”

Next week...

I felt my smile growing bigger. Something was dancing inside my chest.

“Shall we get going? To the mechanic’s first, maybe?”

By the end of next week.

Kunikida nodded.

“Sounds good,” he said, checking his watch again . “I’ve set aside exactly forty-five minutes for it.”

I will confess my love to Kunikida Doppo by the end of next week.

I couldn’t suppress the tiny giggle as I stepped out through the hospital doors into the bright sunlight to join him .

“You got it.”

[rwbyremnants]

THIS CHAPTER: [SPOILERS!!!] WhiteRose: blindfolds, gags, panty fetish, trampling, premature ejaculation, boot-licking, grinding. Strawberry Shortcake (Ruby/Weiss/Yang): anal teasing, breast fondling, double penetration Polynation (Ruby/Weiss/Blake/Yang): testicle fondling, teasing, anal fingering, prostate-prodding, clit play, pegging, double-penetration, daisy chain, triple orgasm, lap sex, cuddle puddle. [Includes some Enabler-ish hints, but not much]

NOTES: MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Wow, that was long. We never meant for it to get that long, either! But it was a hell of a lot of fun to write and just as much fun to go back and read through while editing (I know, as long as this was it seems like we never edited anything but I swear we did). By the way – there are YET MORE fics I need beta readers for! We’ve got a huge backlog of stuff that got written (instead of working on stuff that was already done) and now we could use a little help. Leave a comment if you’re willing to work on this. Just don’t forget, our fics tend to be pretty long, so I really need to know you’re ready to jump in headfirst and see it through to the end. Leave a comment below or send a message to the RWBYRemnants tumblr account if you’re interested. Thanks for reading and reviewing, especially to anyone who started reading this on Ffn and followed us over when they deleted the fic. You’re all great and it’s been a wild ride! See you around!

-NaughtyButWeiss (and BangaYang)

==Chapter 31 (FINALE)

The Emerald Forest.

That was where Team RWBY’s mission was – a mission that would last the weekend. They had to clear out enough Grimm so the area could still form a good initiation for first years. It had been gruelling work, but after the first exhausting day, they had crashed hard and finished it up the following day. Now, the herds of roving monsters were thinned enough that new Hunters and Huntresses wouldn’t find themselves overwhelmed too easily. Their mission also served as good practice for the more seasoned students, so it was a win-win as far as the Beacon administration was concerned.

After setting up camp, Ruby Rose had returned with more firewood, placing it down aside the logs they were using as benches. Yang was supposed to assist, but she filled in that blank when Weiss asked why she wasn’t.

"She said she had to 'let li’l ol' Remmie go'? I have no idea..."

"Who knows with that girl?" After saying it, Weiss flashed Ruby an embarrassed grin. "I mean, uh… I know she's your sister and everything, but honestly, there are days I wonder how she made it into Beacon, the way she acts."

Of course, Yang was part of what the Schnee heiress had been thinking about while minding the camp on her own. How their relationship dynamic worked, and how Ruby seemed to partly resent it. There was something she wanted to offer that might help them set aside the strife of the recent months, fully embrace their beautiful new future. Something that was only hers to give, and only Ruby should have it.

"With a lot of punching people in the face, I'll bet." Ruby chuckled, placing more scraps of wood onto the fire, before finally taking a seat down on the log. For saying this was a safe camping trip, there was one important element that she forgot.

"Crappity crap-crap… I forgot the marshmallows."

"Of course you did." Then she cleared her throat and moved herself slightly closer to her teammate. "Listen, Ruby... I was hoping I could talk to you. About, um, private things. While Blake is catnapping and Yang is off doing God knows what."

"Oh... Right. What's up?"

This something she slightly feared. If things were going to change, she wouldn't help but feel guilty about it. Yang was an important part of Weiss's life, as was Weiss to Yang. The idea of destroying that didn't sit well. But in the end, it had to be done.

"Well... you and I have been together for a long while now, haven't we? And there's something we haven't tried. You were expressing some... regret, about distance between us. It seems to me that there should be a few ways we can address that issue." Clearing her throat and sitting up at little straighter, she asked, "Can you think of any ways? I want us to discuss this."

"Any ways that we can… what, exactly?" she asked, shuffling a little closer to her. The girl wasn't exactly one to take a hint with such things. "On how to close the distance, you mean?"

"Hmm, maybe we should go into my tent." It wasn't the best place to shield them from prying eyes and ears, but would give them more privacy than the great outdoors. Standing, she strode toward the flap.

"Oh…" With a slight redness appearing back on her cheeks again, Ruby hurried herself into the tent, allowing Weiss to enter behind her. Indeed it wasn't the greatest of places, thanks to the dim light showing their shadows on the very thin fabric walls; but it was warm. And having the plush sleeping bags beneath them made it rather cosy.

"Good." Clearing her throat, Weiss settled herself crosslegged in front of Ruby before pulling a hand into her own lap, trapping it between both of hers. "So... I do have my own idea, but if you had anything else you wanted to do, I wouldn't be opposed. So in spirit of that, you first." Still holding hands, she sat up even straighter than usual and waited.

"U-um..." The redhead fumbled for a short moment, eyes darting back and forth over the floor as she sat in deep thought. What exactly did she want to try? And what exactly did Weiss mean? W as she speaking of their newfound feelings for one another, or their lack of sexual contact? Knowing Weiss, and how much she enjoyed such a thing, she assumed the latter. But what did she want to try when she had already done as much as she could think of.

"...Maybe the blindfold again? That was pretty fun. Same with being tied up but, well, we didn't bring any rope."

"Oh? OH!" Then Weiss smiled, squeezing Ruby's hand. "That wasn't what I meant, but... good to know. Yes, something to try again. Now I'll go." Scooting forward a bit more, she whispered, "I'd like for you to take me."

E ven though the girl had assumed sexual favours in the previous sentence, now she was oblivious. "Take you where? To dinner?"

Sighing, Weiss couldn't help but laugh. Ruby's obliviousness, her wide-eyed innocence of the world around her but her resilience and willingness to push through it, was part of the reason she loved her, after all. "I mean… take me . As a woman is taken by a man. With your man-thingy."

"Oh..." Then she found herself blushing intensely once again. The idea of taking Weiss once again certainly wasn't something to frown upon or argue against. It was a privilege. Especially as she half expected Weiss to get revenge on her after their particularly risky encounter when they both were packing.

"You want that? Are you ready for it again?"

"Well, I've already taken you that way, and you've taken me… when I had what you have now," she hedged, cheeks reddening and her other cheeks clenching tightly at the memory. Then she shrugged it off. "I just want you to know my original anatomy, that's all. Plus, you felt so good back there that I can only imagine how much better it will be here, right?" To punctuate her last words, she pressed their hands a bit more firmly against her own lap.

Already Ruby's cheeks were beginning to redden even more, and as she shifted her hips very slightly, it was becoming rather obvious that the redhead was struggling to keep said part down. But as she looked toward the direction of Blake's tent, she couldn't help but worriedly whisper, "Blake will hear us..."

"No, she won't!" Of course, that was a lie and they both knew it; she literally had two sets of ears. "Well... we could just be really quiet. Or we don't have to do it here if you're not in the mood, I completely understand; we’re in the middle of the forest! What a silly idea…"

"No no, it’s not!! It's just that…" As she looked toward where Blake was again, and then back to her lover, her spare hand went to her cheek, caressing it softly. "I'm in a… submissive kinda mood tonight. So um…"

Nodding, Weiss took that in. They could certainly do things that would put Ruby on the bottom, even though she was currently the one with the potential erection . "Well... I don't know, do you want me to walk on you or something?"

Though her cheeks lit up red more violently at such a suggestion, she found herself reaching up to her hood, pulling it over her face to cover her blush. But that certainly didn't hide the ever-growing erection. She was already turned on by the chance of getting closer to her not-so-secret crush, and now she was offering to try unusual things with her? "I-I dunno about that… um, while Blake is so close..."

The reaction surprised Weiss. Her suggestion had been the first thing that came to mind when Ruby said she was in a submissive state of mind; a throwaway joke, not a serious option. Was she actually interested?

"Well... how about we try it, but we put the gag in your mouth?" Before Ruby could respond, she flinched and followed up with, "For the noise! N-normally, I love hearing you while we're enjoying each other's company, but if you're worried about disturbing Blake..."

"I-um..." Only just drawing her head back out from beneath the hood again, she questioned what Weiss was suggesting a moment. To actually step on her? Wouldn't that hurt? But the idea was becoming more and more devilishly attractive, especially with the prospect of Weiss gagging and blindfolding her. That was about as submissive as she could get; besides, she had enjoyed that immensely before.

"Okay. J-just to try it, I guess."

"Yeah, of course." Head swimming and pulse already skyrocketing, Weiss stood as if she was going to start stepping on Ruby right away, then sank back to her knees sheepishly. "We... have to do the blindfolding and gagging first, don't we? I'm new at this. You were already all trussed up for me last time. "

Then she glanced around for something to put in Ruby's mouth. Neither of them had prepared for that eventuality. Of course, they had an actual sleep mask to place over Ruby's eyes, but the gag Yang and Blake had used on her was back at the dorm. No matter; neither of them would be dashing off to a shop at this late hour, especially while they were in the middle of nowhere.

"I have an idea. Even though it might be a bit weird..." Ruby began, already reaching to fetch the mask and beginning to place it over her eyes. Clearly to help hide her blush. "If maybe… we use your bra or your panties?"

Eyes flying wide, Weiss stared at Ruby for a long moment. That was intensely intimate. Especially given that she had been wearing them since the morning; if it had been clean underwear, she likely wouldn't have even thought anything of using them.

"W-well… I'm not wearing a bra today, since we're out in the woods, and... well... I don't really need one every day." Admitting she was practically flat except for some slight mosquito bites was difficult for her. But she shook off her melancholy at the size of her chest and pushed ahead. "But would you really want to p-put my panties in your mouth?"

Once she completely blindfolded herself, she looked to Weiss's direction, before slowly laying herself back onto the sleeping bags below, allowing herself to get comfortable. This way, Weiss had all the power. To undress her, if needed be, or to tease her. But when Weiss mentioned her underwear once more, she nervously smiled.

"Well… I have had what it's holding in my mouth before… So no biggie, right?"

"Right!" Weiss laughed self-consciously as she stood to remove them, slipping them down her thighs from under her nightgown. Then she got to the tops of her boots and asked, "Oh... boots on or off? As I said, this is uncharted territory."

Anyone who didn't want much pain would have replied with "off" straight away, but Ruby did not. What would cause the most pleasure? Perhaps the soft skin of a foot, or maybe the flat surface of a shoe sole? Hard and unyielding…

And that's what made her decide: "Keep them on."

Why did Weiss feel her sex heating up when Ruby said that? Immediately, like a switch being flipped. That might hurt... and Ruby wanted to be hurt? She'd seen glimpses of this urge in some of their other play, but this was a whole new facet to her partner's desires. Swallowing, she finished taking off her panties and knelt next to Ruby, half to gag her and half because she couldn't remain standing at that moment.

"Very well," she whispered quietly as she bent over her lover's mouth. "But first..."

Then she took it passionately, lips kneading other lips and breath hot on her cheek. Her partner eagerly kissed her back, hands reaching up to run through her thick silver hair. This time, she would do as Blake advised, and wait until the moment was right before tongue. And so for a moment longer, she continued to knead her lips against her lover's, finding her legs beginning to part as she did so.

And her pyjama bottoms were doing the opposite of hiding her obvious arousal.

So it happened that this time, Weiss was the first to use her tongue a few moments later, sliding it over Ruby's bottom lip and then over the seam between the two. Somehow, knowing that there would be something in the way of kissing her love for the next few minutes made the act all the sweeter, more urgent.

As she did so, her hip moved to one side... and pressed gently against the erection in Ruby's pants. It wasn't intentional, but it did make her shiver when she found it there.

"Mmm..." There was a gentle moan into the kiss, as Ruby found her tongue brushing out against Weiss's more urgently. There was more to their kisses now. This wasn't just sex anymore, it was love. A love which Weiss shared, and wanted to give. A love that may be hers alone.

And as Weiss pushed herself closer against the erection beneath, Ruby moaned once again, finding her hand grasping the hair more urgently. Now Weiss was moaning at the light pain upon her scalp, partly hating it, partly wanting it to continue as their tongues entwined. But she could not allow that to continue, or they would simply keep going until one of them finished.

"Alright," she panted as she pulled back, raising her undergarment to rest just on one side of Ruby's neck. "S-so... if you're not able to talk, you have to promise me you'll, um, give me some kind of signal like last time if you've had enough. Does that sound agreeable?"

"Shall I snap my fingers?" she asked, demonstrating as she drew her hands out of Weiss's hair. Of course, the obnoxious snapping of fingers could possibly wake the sleeping girl next door. A factor she didn't realise.

"No!" Weiss hissed, only grabbing her hand to stop her after the first snap. They both tensed for a second before she sighed and whispered, "Only if you can't stop me more quietly! Honestly, Ruby!" Then she brought up the panties and began to brush them lazily up and down her partner's cheek. "Now... where were we?"

"Heh, right…" Looking to the direction of where Weiss held the panties again, she began to take in a deep breath. Both to prepare for what was about to take place, and to get used to the scent beforehand. The rather sweet smell she had grown to love. "Okay... Ready."

Finally, she opened her mouth, bracing herself. Just how far was the girl willing to go? How far did she want them to go? Determinedly, Weiss took the garment in hand and turned it inside-out before wadding it up very carefully, making sure a very specific area was always facing out. Then she took Ruby's chin between her thumb and forefinger and drew it down even further.

"We're about to find out how much of this will fit in there."

Then she began to ease the thin fabric between her parted lips. There was another shaky sigh as Ruby opened her mouth wider, beginning to feel the fabric enter her mouth. And when her tongue came into contact with the material, there was a moan against it. Weiss had indeed made sure that the area that was touching her was the one that would come into contact with her taste buds. It was glorious.

Sighing in satisfaction, Weiss pushed until about two thirds of the garment was in Ruby's mouth; then she felt stronger resistance and stopped. No sense in hurting her partner or making it hard for her to breathe.

"Okay," she sighed as she sat back and pet Ruby's cheek and neck. "That alright? Nod if it is."

Nodding, she laid her head back, biting firmly down onto the garment and resting her tongue against it. All she could do was await her fate.

"Good girl." For some reason, the phrase had come naturally; Ruby being blindfolded and gagged almost made her into some kind of subservient beast. Shaking that thought off, she rose and stepped back. In a slightly louder whisper, she asked, "Can you still hear me?"

There was another nod, and a shuffle of her hips as she attempted to show off her arousal again. She was far too ready for this. Now there was no way for Weiss to ignore the tenting of Ruby's pyjama pants, of course; it was right out there for God and everyone to see. But she wouldn't start there. Smiling coyly, she raised one leg and rested it very gently on the hip below her.

"Or are you a good girl? Maybe you aren't. Maybe you've been very, very naughty."

There was a muffled groaning at that comment, and Ruby shrug ged her shoulders nervously. First it was swearing, now it was being talked to as if she were being told off; all things she seemed to like. What was wrong with her?!

"So you agree?" Seeing that Ruby had responded favourably to that sort of talk, Weiss decided to keep it up - but she wouldn't take that too far. Ruby was too sweet to be overly mean to, after all. "Naughty little girl, with her naughty little boy." Then the sole of the boot turned aside to press very gently against the head of Ruby's arousal.

"Hnnnn!" Another muffled groan sounded out, making her throw her head back in pleasure. Even just a little pressure against her felt a little uncomfortable, but definitely wasn’t making her erection go down. If this kept up, she would finish far before taking Weiss.

"Ooh!" Weiss hissed, surprised at the reaction. As her boot moved further up to rest on Ruby's stomach, she said, "If I didn't know any better, I might think this is the real way to get you in the mood… do you like to be deprived of your senses and then walked on?"

Nodding once again, Ruby attempted to look in her direction. She was enjoying this a lot, but if only her hands were tied also. Yang and Blake had really done a number on her, giving her all these strange appetites!

Weiss nearly lost her balance at the admission. She had been trying to wind Ruby up, to make her more and more frustrated... but instead, she was openly admitting her enjoyment. Raising her leg even more, she leaned her weight slightly against a tender breast, waiting to see if it hurt too much, if Ruby would finally protest this treatment.

"Mmmhmm!!" This time, it was a more pained groaning; one that caused her breath to hike up. As did the added pressure to her chest. She wouldn't be able to put up with that for long, and so to protest, she quickly grasped her ankle.

When she felt the hand on her boot, Weiss drew back, trailing it without any true pressure all the way down to her hip, then down the adjoining leg. "You know, I'm well-trained in gymnastics. Years and years of practice. Do you know what that means?"

"Hmm???" Another noise from behind the gag. She had a slight fear of what the answer would be.

But the heiress did not answer with words. Instead, she merely alighted onto Ruby's body, one foot on either hip and her hands at her own, staring down at Ruby's face. Her innate balance born from years of practice kept her from wobbling even the barest inch as she stood there, boots pressing down just a few inches shy of the erect sex beneath the pink pyjamas.

"HMMMM!" She groaned yet again, able to feel the full weight of her just by her hips. That was far more than she was prepared for, but it wasn’t quite as bad as having her tit stood upon.

"What's that?" Weiss asked as she began to stride down one of her legs, making sure to skip over the potentially-harmful knee. Every step was in perfect balance, compensating for each shift of Ruby's leg beneath her. "You like this just as much as anything else we've done? Why, Ruby, you're so bad!"

This time, the girl shook her head. It was good, most definitely, but defying her master could possibly bring a result she'd crave. Especially if she struggled against her hands, trying to lift her a little to ease her weight.

Spinning with a flourish, she balanced again just in time to catch the tail end of Ruby's head-shaking. "Oh? Didn't like that?" Then she reached back with one leg, still perfectly balanced with both arms out to the side, and prodded Ruby's bare sole with the toe of her boot. "Why not? Oh, that's right - you can't answer at the moment. Too much of me in your mouth."

"HMM!" Right away, there was another groan against the panties in her mouth, finding her tongue resting against it once more. All the while, it was bringing further and further heat to her already erect length.

By now she was a ticking time bomb. The signs were all there; the slight thrusting of Ruby's hips upward, how hard she was breathing through her nose. The flexing of the muscles in her legs that made Weiss rise up and down. She was being driven wild by every action. Taking a single step forward, she rested that boot directly between Ruby's legs, then planted the other on the outside.

"We really have found your weakness," she breathed as she pushed the boot up and up, parting the thighs with pressure until the tip was resting against Ruby's rear end comfortably.

"HMM! MMM!!!" Groaning once more, she found herself thrusting against the boot right by her sex again. The pressure was building, she really was about to go!

Indeed, Weiss's other foot was holding steady against Ruby's arousal, watching as she was thrust against continuously. This was very stimulating to watch, and she was tempted to lower a hand to press into herself through the nightgown... how would Ruby even know it was happening with the blindfold on? Chastising herself for losing focus, she used the edge of her boot sole to tug the very top of her partner's waistband down until the glistening head was revealed.

"Look how red it is," she breathed as she continued to step on the shaft again, shifting her weight from side to side slightly. "As red as your weapon. Your other weapon, I mean."

"HMMMNNNNN!!!"

She couldn't hold back any longer. Thanks to the constant pressure on her shaft, and the loss of two of her senses, she found herself quivering uncontrollably. The shaft throbbed, shooting white hot seed all over her pyjama top, a couple of spots even managing to land on her chin. Right away, her hands went to cover her face instead, trying to hide her shame.

Hearing the whimper, Weiss immediately dropped her act and said, "No, no, Ruby, it's okay! You're fine! I... wow, that was really..." Clearing her throat, she moved the boot aside to rest on her hip. "Let's just say I found watching that to be very, very entertaining."

"Hmm..." She groaned once again, trying to look down to her pyjama top. She could feel something rather cold against it, and could only assume that was where her fluid had landed. All over the Grimm design's face! Finding her breathing becoming heavier, she reached up for the panties, having to draw them out of her mouth to allow her to regain her breath.

Which was the same moment Weiss noticed the tiny spot of moisture on the very tip of her boot, glistening in the low light from the moon overhead, filtering through the tiny sunroof. Not all of Ruby's climax had splashed onto herself, it seemed. Maybe they weren't done playing after all. Raising her leg, she positioned it so the spot was directly in front of Ruby's lips.

"If you clean my boot off," she breathed nervously, "I'll take care of the rest. I promise."

"Clean what off your-"

But as soon as she lifted the blindfold, she gazed at the tiny amount of fluid on her shoe. So she had came quite hard this round. Without arguing, her tongue slid out of her mouth, pressing into the material as she licked the salty, sharp fluid away, eyes clenching shut at the taste.

A quiet breath of pure arousal spilled from Weiss's mouth as she watched Ruby taste herself, debasing herself by putting her mouth on the boots. It felt as if it was too far, even though she was incredibly satisfied by seeing it. Once she was finished, she stepped back and reached down to take off the boots.

"We're done with these, okay? No more. I... I just want to work on you now, make you happy."

"Okay... Just, um..." Looking down at the amount of her seed all over her top, Ruby found herself disgusted at herself. How could she do that to her favourite top? "Can I take this off first? I'm still wearing my bra underneath."

"Here, I can do that." Kneeling next to her friend, she carefully pulled the neck of the shirt upward until it cleared the top of Ruby's head, leaving no remnants on the girl herself. "There," she whispered as she finished removing it and turned it inside-out, to hide the evidence. "We'll get this in the wash the minute we get back to Beacon. Might be fine."

"I hope so... I love those PJ's." Of course, beneath the PJ's, she had made sure to wear the same black lace bra; the one she wore back when she took Weiss with the strap on. She'd always known that she liked that particular bra.

And Weiss did notice, smiling slightly when she spotted it. "Thank goodness it didn't get on that or I'd have been truly upset." Then she bent down to kiss the center of Ruby's chest very softly, lovingly, before raising up to smile down at her. "Oh, we missed that."

Then she bent in and ran her tongue over her cheek, lapping up a tiny spot of moisture that had not been snagged by the shirt on its way off. Sighing contentedly, she leant against Weiss's tongue as she pressed into her, reaching her hands up into Weiss's hair again, grasping it softly as she attempted to control her breathing once again. How could someone who was so stern turn around and be so soft and loving?

Giggling at the soft hand in her hair, Weiss began to crawl backward as her lips pushed into the side of Ruby's neck, then trailed down the center of her chest. By the time she got to the flat expanse of stomach, her final goal should have been abundantly clear. And so quickly after she'd finished!

"Weiss, are you sure it'll… wake up? That quickly?" It was already beginning to, but was still rather red. It was mainly so she wouldn't disappoint Weiss that she asked.

"Relax," Weiss told her softly. "I'm just cleaning up the mess we made, that's all. And if you happen to... wake up in the process…" With that, she and her tongue began to clean the skin of Ruby's lower abdomen, savouring the sharp and bitter tang of her seed. The semisoft length could wait until she was done there.

All that followed was a shaky sigh. The sight was something to truly behold, the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, was right there, licking her seed off her stomach. And the best part was, she was hers. All hers.

"Weiss..." She groaned, watching intently as she was cleaned.

On the tail end of that word, a pale hand pulled the pyjama pants down as she surged downward and took the entirety of Ruby into her mouth, swirling her tongue around her and drawing all of the remaining essence inward, sighing at the enjoyable weight and softness. She didn't mind this in the slightest; it was merely another expression of love.

"AH! WEISS!" She couldn't help but call out, very quickly slapping a hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet again. Already she could feel her sex hardening again thanks to Weiss's talented tongue, her warm wet mouth. Was it even possible for her to be ready again so quickly without having taken some of Blake’s concoction?

And Weiss didn’t seem like she had any intentions of slowing down. In fact… maybe they were headed for a round two, after all.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiao Long was finally heading back to the camp, carrying an empty backpack over her shoulder and a small grin on her face. One that grew even bigger when she opened the flap to her and Blake's tent, and flung herself down against her sleeping bag next to her battle partner. Who was currently deep into a new book.

"Hey good-lookin', what's cookin'?"

Rolling her amber eyes, Blake Belladonna glanced over at Yang, holding her thumb between the pages. "Not much. Where did you run off to, again? You left without telling anybody what you were going to do. Who are you, me?"

"Ouch… go easier on yourself, Belladonna," she chuckled i n response, throwing the empty pack to one side and smiling contently as she laid back. "Little Remmie is free. Was kinda sad to see him go, actually."

"Yeah, I know you were," the Faunus sighed, reaching over to caress her lover's cheek. "But we couldn't keep him forever. You know that." Privately, she was glad to be rid of the Grimm; it had never made her feel comfortable having an evil creature in their dorm. Even if it was such a tiny one. Then she curled up against her side, smiling demurely up at her partner. "So, now that you're back... what should we do? Go to sleep, or...?"

Nodding in agreement, Yang right away began to snuggle up to her partner, giving a quick kiss on the top of her head a moment. "Hmm… we could. Or we could cuddle for a little while. I guess maybe not do anything too rash, considering Weiss and Ruby are right over-"

And yet, as soon as she said those words, there was another cry of pleasure, immediately muffled halfway through. Of course, Blake had a sneaking suspicion of what that could be - her hearing was more acute than her partner's. To Yang, of course, it would have simply sounded like any old outcry. But she decided to play along, for the sake of her teammates.

"What do you think that was?"

Yang didn't respond, only listened out for any further sounds. Beyond her control, she found her head leaning more toward the wall closest to the other tent as she attempted to listen out again.

And she heard a slightly quieter voice of Ruby: "Okay, okay, I think he's ready, just- AH! L-Let me... AH!"

Shaking her head, Yang muttered, "Those sneaky little..."

"What?" Blake asked, her voice the picture of blissful ignorance. She wasn't willing to be that obvious about what her friends were doing nearby. "What is it, Yang?"

"You don't hear them?!" she asked, listening out once more as the noises continued. This time, that of Weiss giggling teasingly. But when she looked back to her partner's face, she saw the rather ignorant look on her face. Or more like fake ignorance. "You knew, didn't you?"

"I'm sure I have no idea what you're babbling about," the Faunus said… but this time, there was a coy smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "And if I did, would it really be right for me to sit here, gossiping about whatever's going on in the neighbouring tent? I have an unfair advantage."

"How long have they been doing that?" she asked, more out of curiosity than any spite.

Finally giving up, Blake set her book aside, slipping a ribbon between the pages. "Maybe ten minutes? Unless they were really quiet before that. Why?"

Eyes still staring toward the wall closest to the girls, she remembered back to her and Weiss's last time – without Blake also present, that is. When Weiss had suggested the three of them try having a little “group fun” again sometime. She’d been a little skittish after seeing Ruby’s pictures, but the shock of that was starting to wear off now; after all, just having seen pictures didn’t really mean anything. And if she didn’t face Ruby in a sexual situation sooner or later, it would probably turn into a bigger deal than it was in her brain. Perhaps this would be the perfect time to join in, if the two were in a position to do so.

"I think I might sneak in there..."

"Sneak in there… and what?" Blake suspected she knew "what", but refused to make any assumptions in this area. That way, maybe she could delay the unpleasant sensation of jealousy for as long as possible. Her face was intentionally kept blank of any expression as she watched Yang with interest.

"You know… Show them what happens when you do that in the company of friends. I mean, at least without keeping their voices down." She smirked, getting back to her feet again as she made her way out the door, but not before saying, "Don't worry, I'll give you a lot more love when I get back . Count on it. "

"Oh, I expect you to keep that promise, " Blake told her with a wink.

But the minute Yang had exited the tent, the raven-haired shadow lapsed into contemplative silence, hand on her book. What should she do? More importantly, she'd had some plans for the two of them tonight - including the contents of a backpack she had off to one side - but perhaps those plans would have to be abandoned.

Or would they?

"Oh, Ruby," Weiss moaned as she rubbed her wetness right up against Ruby's raw length. The nightgown lay discarded in a corner of the tent, and cool air caressed the heiress’s back as warmth radiated from underneath her. "H-how did you get this hard again so soon? I thought I'd have more time to play!"

There were continuous small moans from Ruby below, as she couldn't help but begin to move her hips up against Weiss's wetness over and over. It simply felt too good! Far too good. Especially with the blindfold back on again, so she had nothing but feeling.

"Kiss me," Ruby begged, placing both hands on her shoulders to try and pull her back down again. "Show me h-how much you love me."

"Yes," Weiss breathed, leaning in to press her lips hard against another set, moaning into the contact. Where their sexes met felt as if it were on fire - and they had not yet united them! What would it be like when they finally joined together? Probably beyond her current understanding… but she wanted to try. As much as she wanted to show Ruby the depths of her affections with their current reckless kiss.

Perhaps they wouldn't need to wait. Perhaps they could both kiss and have sex at the same time. At least, Ruby thought so. How incredible would it be to make love whilst their lips were locked in such a dance ? So drawing her hips back, she attempted to find her way in, shuffling her hips side to side to feel around, until finally she felt it. The small, wet entrance r eady for her to take. G rasping onto Weiss's back, locking their tongues together, she thrust her hips slowly upward, moaning into the kiss.

A whimper of pure need mixed with a dash of surprise shot out of Weiss and into Ruby as she was taken from below, rolling her own hips down to help her other half finish the action. This was really it; they were doing this! Her hands gripped Ruby's shoulders tightly as she allowed the length to slowly pass into her own body, deeper and deeper. Each thrust began to make Ruby growl, making her quickly grasp her lover’s shoulders and leave light scratches over them, as she continued their heated kiss.

All of which was witnessed by Yang. When she opened the tent flap, she managed to catch the two caressing and kissing over and over. Along with the slow movements. It was very unlike Weiss; usually she would go hard and fast. This was far more than sex. This was making love. This was true love.

In that moment, she began to question where she stood. Was it now fair of her to intrude? They had only discussed the three of them having a little fun again , and this didn’t much feel like the situation that would lead to that. Perhaps it would be. But so focused were Weiss and Ruby on the task at hand that neither realised Yang had entered - heard the tent flap rustling, yes, but attributed the sound to the wind, or wild animals. They only had eyes for each other.

"Yeah," Weiss breathed as their kiss broke, though her mouth was still pressed up against Ruby's, panting and striving for more. "It's so good, s-so much! It feels fantastic!"

Yang couldn’t help it; with that pert, pampered little rear bobbing up and down, the sight was too inviting. And they could always chase her off if she wasn’t welcome just now.

"It's about to feel even more fantastic ," she finally piped up, scooting herself just behind Weiss and placing one hand on the heiress's hip. Right away, the heiress's eyes flew open, as she looked over her shoulder with a flushed red face. But it was Ruby who spoke first.

"Y-YANG?! What are you doing?!"

"Yes, Yang!" Weiss gasped out in sheer dismay, eyes wide as she looked back at the blonde bruiser. This was a very exposed position for her to be in! "What are you doing?! We're kind of in the middle of something here!"

"Oh, I know. Exactly why I've come in to join you." Already the blonde was smirking as she lowered her pyjama shorts, looking in Weiss's direction as her own length was revealed out of them; already at full attention, or nearly so. "You see, Ice Queen, I remember us mentioning this camping trip as a good time for us three to try this dynamic out again. And seeing as you two started without me, I thought I'd come jump in when you're… in position."

"Oh. Right." Gulping, Weiss looked back and forth between Ruby's masked eyes and Yang's growing erection. "I d-did say that. I… but I was kind of thinking..." Should she finish that thought? Normally, she would have no qualms about telling Yang that what she wanted was irrelevant. However, in this situation it would probably be extremely hurtful. "But I don't know… Ruby? Do you mind an, um, extra participant?"

Even with her eyes covered, it seemed the redhead was somewhat worried about the situation. They hadn't done this together in at least a month now – a week since they did things with the added safety of that box’s walls in place to block their views of each other. And things were going so well! Did that mean Weiss still wanted to be with Yang after this? But as usual, the leader put her partner first, swallowing and catching her breath.

"I-it's your choice. Do you want to?"

"I think the better question is, can she handle it?" the blonde bruiser asked, beginning to stroke her length as she felt it ever stiffening. However, leaning closer to the heiress, she whispered to her softly, "Don't worry… if you really want to be with Ruby more, this can be a sendoff."

The exact meaning escaped her, but Weiss made a special effort to commit that word to memory: "sendoff". Maybe Yang was a little more perceptive than she looked. After things were over, they would have to have a long talk.

"Wh-what are you asking if I can handle?" she whispered, feeling something warm pushing up against her ass cheek. Was that a hand, or… something bigger? "Because if it's what I think you mean, then none of us have ever tried that . Is that even safe?!"

"Go on, Weissy; what are you thinking I'm gonna do?" she asked. Although it was more than obvious when she pushed her hips right against her rear, managing to slide the rock hardness between her cheeks and grinding against the hole there.

"HAH!" Weiss burst out. "You are! You w-want to take me at the same time?! B-but what if- and Ruby's down there, and that's gonna stretch out my- have you no shame?!"

However... she couldn't deny the thought intrigued her. Both Ruby and Yang, deep in one of her openings apiece. Penetrating through to her core, assaulting her insides - and both with real sexes, nothing fabricated. It was hot enough with one of them in her mouth; what if they were both entering her nethers? Th ose possessive feelings of having both sisters to herself were resurfacing, playing havoc with her mind. Could she handle this one more time, even if it turned out to be the last time?

However, Yang drew herself away for a moment. One thing she had brought with her for this task was the lubricant. Squeezing a large helping of it onto her sex, she tilted her head around to look at them both, and spotted Ruby with the blindfold. "She can't see me, and I don't really see her much from back here. No harm done, right? And as for your butt… well, we both know this isn’t your first time with that."

And that's what made Ruby begin to think. The last time they worked together to take her was fun. Very fun indeed. Perhaps this would be the same, even if it wasn't making love like she set out to do. Swallowing again, she tried to place her hand on Weiss's cheek, but ended up on her neck.

"I'm fine with it if you want to."

Weiss couldn't believe what she was hearing from Ruby. And yet, they had done this before; not this specific act, but doing things with all three of them in the room had already been tried twice. Not to mention how much she really seemed to love having things put where the sun doesn't shine, much to her own consternation.

"W-well... I suppose we could try it. But if I say I can't handle it – or really, if either of us does , I expect you to pull out and finish yourself off, Xiao Long! Is that understood?!"

Performing a quick salute, Yang grinned eagerly. "You're the boss."

She then set to work. First thing was first, to get her ready for such a task. Right away, she began to put a generous amount on her fingers, sliding them between Weiss's cheeks and brushing them against that particular muscle. All the while, she was being careful not to touch the sex that was buried within Weiss's own; it was closeby, but easy enough to avoid.

Which Ruby teased just as much with, as she gave a quick thrust. There was a cry from the heiress as she tried to keep perfectly still, to not disturb the precarious balance that kept this activity pleasurable and not painful. And so far, this was very pleasurable! How could this be so satisfying when it was so wrong? She needed to reclaim control somehow.

"I h-haaAAAave a request!"

"Hmm?" Yang asked, leaving a finger right on the tight muscle as she leant over. "What's up?"

"I want..." Swallowing, she turned her head and pushed her mouth up against Yang's ear. There was no sense making Ruby hear what she was about to ask. "I want you to take off your top," she whispered very quietly. "So I can f-feel you against my back."

“Huh?” Ruby asked from below. Seemed she hadn’t heard.

"Why stop there?" Yang murmured, offering a quick gaze at Ruby's direction. There was no way she'd be able to see. Not for a while. "I might as well go full-on naked. You know, so you can feel all of me against you..." She punctuated by using her spare hand to run over her stomach, slowly upward and resting on her breast a moment. And then she teasingly whispered, "Hmm... Gonna miss these little treats..."

Weiss had to admit that her “treats” would miss Yang's treatment. Not out loud, of course. But the blonde wasn't the only one who could be a cruel tease, and should have known better than to keep ramping things up like this, driving her wild only to pull her hand away, as she knew would happen when she went to take off her clothes.

So with a wicked little smirk, she arched her back slightly, forcing the back of Yang's hand to bump her sister's bra. And Ruby did let out a little breathy moan from the contact, not really knowing where it was coming from.

"W-whoa- hey!" Right away, she drew her hand off Weiss's breast. "Alright, alright. So that's how you wanna play? Well, might as well get ready."

And then she pressed herself right against Weiss's rear end, opening her cheeks with one of her hands to get a better view for a moment. Now that it was wettened with lubricant, she'd be able to slide in far easier. She had to admit, if she didn’t think about whose dick it was filling her elsewhere, the entire view was pretty nice. But she cut off those thoughts before they went too far. "Well, Ice Queen? You ready for me?"

Knowing this was her last moment of having the upper-hand with the blonde before she was completely at her mercy, she flexed her hind muscles, making sure the tiny opening moved in the doing. Putting on a little show for her teammate. "As I'll ever be. The real question is, are you?"

Whilst that question was being asked, Yang had pulled off her shirt, playfully placing it over the heiress's head to tease her. And then came her shorts, which she threw aside.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Get ready to be Yanged. "

Very gradually, she went to adjust her sex, moving it to properly align with her opening. And that's when she began to push herself inward, slowly.

"Oh... OH GOD!" Weiss cried out, eyes screwing tightly shut as she felt herself being entered. While she was still wrapped around Ruby. It was impossible - they wouldn't both fit at once, nobody could handle that! And yet there she was, opening ever so slowly to the second cock to start poking around her nether regions in that evening. In a way, it was glorious. In another way, it was terrifying.

As she weathered this, she watched Ruby, still sweating and blissfully ignorant of how everything looked above her. It really seemed to be enough that Weiss was still with her. Reaching up as carefully as she could without falling over, her fingers twined in Ruby's short hair and tugged very slightly, just enough to let her know she was there and had not forgotten her role in this event.

And with such a gentle touch, the slight pain that could have been worse but wasn’t, Ruby allowed herself to moan softly. Allowing for her to get comfortable having two invasions at once, she remained perfectly still, nuzzling against the hand. "I won't move till you say, okay?"

But as Yang entered more and more, Ruby herself could feel it from within. That was a surprise; she didn’t think about being able to feel Yang’s dick. The slight pressure it added around her sex. After all, the other times they had taken her from opposite ends, they never had to worry about anything like that. Even the most recent time, when they were both endowed. This was almost like Weiss suddenly got a lot tighter, or was stroking her with her hand even while they were joined. It was a small amount, but enough to heighten the experience. How on earth did it feel to the heiress?

The only way to describe how it felt to Weiss was "insane". She could literally feel Ruby and Yang pushing up against each other through her inner wall - and this was just with the tip inside! Inwardly, she told herself in a stern voice to relax her muscles, to let this happen instead of fighting it - though her body's natural reaction was to fight.

Moaning and panting, Weiss twitched her hips from side to side the barest amount, testing the sensation it brought to her. It was too much; moving like that bordered on enough to make her lose consciousness, so she resolved to let Yang and Ruby do the work from now on.

"J-just hang on to Ruby," Yang suggested. Not only would it put Weiss in an easier position for this to be possible, but she was hoping it would also assist with comforting her, helping her relax, keeping her from being overwhelmed. The last thing she wanted to do was knock the poor girl out.

And right away, Ruby reached up to fumble her hands onto the heiress's back, rubbing it sensually as she felt Yang push even further inside. More moans that were only just on this side of pleasurable rather than painful. Would there be anything left of Weiss’s body once they were through with it? She hoped so... even if only so she could feel like this again someday.

T hen Yang was reaching new depths with her hot, throbbing length, warring against Ruby for who got to take up the most space inside of her. And she wanted them to both fill her up completely. Never had she felt so completely filled in her entire life.

“Ooh,” Yang breathed suddenly – when she felt Ruby’s hands brush her nipples. The hands shot further down immediately, but she still had to pause to recover from the moment.

“S-sorry,” Ruby panted wetly.

“N-nah, it’s fine. Just… watch that from now on, I guess.”

Squirming beneath her two teammates, Ruby tried for a small smile. “Yeah. I… they’re soft...”

If she knew Yang at all, Weiss knew she was probably blushing by now. But they were all about to be distracted from that whole situation.

F inally, Weiss could feel Yang's hips pressed against her backside. That was it, she was entirely around them. Two cocks . Two real cocks of her two lovers were inside her two openings. Both able to feel one another, both letting out a sigh in pleasure.

"How ya holdin up?" Yang asked her between breaths.

All Weiss could do was pant and nod slightly. Her brain wanted her to say something snarky, like ‘How do your balls feel up against Ruby’s ?’ , but the words wouldn't come out. She didn't have the mental capacity to speak anymore, not with so many sensitive nerve endings being pushed to their maximum tolerance.

"Ruby? I think you should move first." Yang leant over to look at her, thankfully still blindfolded. To see such a compromising position may make things awkward for the two. But the younger sister nodded, holding on to Weiss tightly as she began to pull out very slightly, and then thrust back in. Each time slow, but getting further out before reentry.

How could it be so different, simply from the presence of another arousal in her body? Yet it was; Ruby had less room to work with in there, she was severely tighter. Moans fell from her so much more freely than ever before, and she found herself simply calling out in ecstasy and hanging on for dear life.

And Ruby began to moan out also, able to feel the firm pressure against her length as she began to thrust. It did indeed make her tighter, and the pressure was all to her underside. It was heaven. But the moan fell forth a little louder when Yang also began to move, very slowly pulling backward, further and further, until pushing back in again. That rolling pressure of another dick alongside her own, even through Weiss’s flesh, made everything that much better.

After a short while, Ruby let out a breathy laugh. “I… I can feel your balls hitting m-my dick...”

“Shit!” Yang grunted, holding still for a second. “Man, maybe I can...” She tried to thrust up a little higher, but when Weiss let out a pained squeak she lowered again to the better angle. “Oops...”

“N-nah, it’s okay! Just funny...” It felt nice, but she didn’t want to say that. Because it might sound like it was actually because they were Yang’s balls; it wasn’t. Just a vaguely nice sensation, regardless of who they belonged to.

"Oh no!" Weiss moaned out, the sensation instantly bringing an orgasm to just under the surface. She had felt it building all along, but now it was leaping forward to the very edge. "OH! Ruby, Yang, y- NNNHhhh! It's going to happen already, I'm- the first one is coming!"

"Already?!" Yang couldn’t help yelping. “We just got started!”

"Well, we were kinda started before you came in!" Ruby managed to call out, attempting as best she could to keep going, to allow Weiss to have her first orgasm. This was going to be glorious.

One particularly hard thrust from her battle partner sent Weiss into an orgasm unlike any she had ever felt before. Toes curling and hair standing on end, she felt shock after shock lurch through her body - and barely had any time to recover from that before she was feeling pleasure anew from Yang pushing back into her body, every muscle in that area alternately tensing and letting whatever may happen, happen.

"Wow," she panted down onto Ruby's cheek. "I... Ruby, I just... it was..."

"C-can you handle… m-more?" The main reason Ruby asked was because she could feel herself getting to her limit, as she pushed in and out at the same pace.

But Yang wasn't about to let up. Even with the first orgasm passing, she saw it as a challenge. To get more and more from her own thrusting alone. And so her speed began to pick up, as she hung on to the heiress's hips. "She's fine, ain't you Weissy?"

"NNNnnhhh," both Weiss and Ruby groaned low and weakly as they felt Yang beginning to thrust with a purpose; Ruby also seeming to want to increase her motions. That was understandable; after having already finished, she would need more friction to stay aroused.

Therefore the heiress simply whispered, "Go ah- ahead!" to her partner before she turned over her shoulder to snap, "I'm f-fine! Never better!"

"Are you suuuuure?" she asked, this time punctuating her words by leaning right against her, pressing her bosoms right into her back to hold her down.

Ruby, however, had began to increase her speed, being careful so as not to go too hard. She didn't want to cause an injury. Both she and Yang were clearly getting as much out of this as Weiss was.

"AhhHHHnnnhhh! Very sure, I'm very, very sure!" Though she was, in fact, not as sure as all that, she couldn't deny she was enjoying this. Soft weight against her back and rigid presences down below. All of this with Ruby making her soft sounds of mingling pleasure and impatience. "Aren't y-you ever satisfied, Xiao Long?!"

"Yeah, aren't you?"

The question didn't come from any of the three, who all stopped moving while they wondered at the source. The very familiar source. A silhouette stood in the entrance flap to their tent - one with an extra pair of ears.

"Is that Blake now?!" Ruby couldn't help but shout, stopping her movements once again to allow her lover a moment to calm down. As did Yang, as she looked back around to the raven-haired Faunus girl, nervously laughing when she noticed what she was wearing around her hips.

"Heh-heh... W-what are you doing here...?"

"Well," Blake began as she strode forward, the harness holding the silicon-crafted phallus perfectly erect and her steps causing it to sway slightly, "I was waiting for Yang to return from this tent so we could have a little fun. Looks like I was waiting for nothing."

"H-hey," Weiss began nervously, "this wasn't my idea! Ruby and I were- and then this brute wandered in and-"

"No need to explain, Weiss. It's fine." Then she was crouching, her face close to the knot of passion-inflamed sexes. "Wow, this is very... I didn't even know if this was possible or not, despite that Ninjas Of Love chapter."

"I knew that book was just smut..." Yang attempted to laugh, only to find herself groaning once again at the firm tightness around her sex. And now with Blake in the room, she was only beginning to heat up more; she felt Ruby shiver below them from an inadvertent roll of her hips. "W-what, you think you c-can fit that thing in there, too? I think Weiss is p-pretty full."

As the Faunus responded, she used gentle fingers to prod at the taut skin around the two phalluses - and the phalluses themselves. "Hmm… I think you might be right. You guys are really in there."

"AhhhhHH!" Weiss moaned weakly, unable to articulate any better than that. Groaning also, Ruby found herself simply clinging on to her lover to keep her close. Mainly for comfort and peace of mind, considering she could no longer see.

However, Yang just shivered, drawing herself out very slowly again. But of course, her position on Weiss's back still made her rear readily accessible. Unless she literally executed a dodge-roll, she was doomed.

"What to do, what to do," Blake mused playfully as she fondled two sacks with both of her hands. Their owners continued to let out fun little mewlings of surprise and pleasure. Then her face leaned in ever closer to her rear end, until her mouth was less than an inch away from her battle partner's opening, breath falling heavily onto the puckered skin. "Let's see..."

"A-ah..." The soft moans poured forth from Yang as her sack received delicate attention, making her blush wildly. But upon feeling the breath right against her second opening, she found said muscle squeezing itself shut. "Nnn..."

Pressing her lips against the opening, again Blake said "hmmmm," making sure she was doing it as loudly as possible so as to produce the most vibrations. Meanwhile, her hand never stopped moving, even using her thumb to press into the taut muscles between the balls and where her mouth was resting.

"What?" Weiss finally panted, now that both Ruby and Yang were mostly still inside her and Blake's fingers were no longer probing her. "Wh... what's happening back there?"

"N-nothing!" Yang quickly shouted, although she couldn't help but let out another moan in pleasure. This really was driving her insane! The small vibrations and fondling of her sack were continuing to build her up higher and higher. And she didn't want to admit it.

"I think Blake has her… by the balls, " Ruby teased, chuckling under her breath.

"Careful, or I'll have you, too," Blake purred against Yang, reaching a little further down with her other hand to gently squeeze Ruby's hindquarters. Though it was an empty threat; she had no intention of turning the strap-on in Ruby's direction tonight or any other night.

"G-gah!" The reaction made Ruby instantly thrust her hips out of the way of Blake's hand, and right into Weiss again, forcing her to groan in response. "D-damn it, Yang, can't you control her?"

"Nope. I pretty much figured out that with Blake, you go with the flow." And in this case, it was probably going to mean allowing Blake to use her backside. Even as she was taking Weiss.

Chuckling to herself, Blake again raised the hand to poke at one of Weiss's taut lips as her other hand continued to tease Yang. "This can't be fun - isn't it too much, all at once like that?"

"Oh, you know," Weiss laughed evasively, though the laughter sounded very close to whimpering. "Though if y-you were th-thinking of taking Yang the same way she's taking me... the brute would have it coming."

"Really?" Flicking her tongue out, she pressed the tip hard against the tightly-closed muscle for a brief moment. The flavour wasn't as awful as she had expected, but she barely had long enough to weigh that in her mind. "Is what Weiss says true, my partner? Do you have this coming?"

"N-now hold on," Yang began nervously, looking back at the phallus at Blake's hips nervously. She had already coated it ready for entry, and had been planning this all along. "W-will it even… while I'm doing this?"

"Should be fine," she soothed Yang as she stroked the facsimile pointing toward its destination gently, just enough to coat her finger. Then she reached forward and began to slowly work the fingertip into Yang - not teasing the skin, not preparing her. Straight inside without waiting. "And if it's not, well... lesson learned, right?"

"AGHHHH, FUCK!" the blonde brute yelled, suddenly hanging onto Weiss's hips tightly. There was nothing to prepare her! Blake was inside already and working her way deeper, whilst she was pumping into Weiss! How was it possible to feel filled and to fill someone else this way?

"B-Blake! I.. Hah..."

"It's only a finger," Blake giggled - purposefully acting as if this didn't matter to her in the slightest. In truth, if Yang was making sounds that were more painful, she would of course pull back immediately. "Can't you tell the difference?"

That stirred the competitive spirit in Weiss, as well. "You... know Yang's dick is... barely bigger than that, so of course she d-doesn't!"

"Y-you… what?!" Yang growled, once again pushing forward in an attempt to prove herself the more dominant in this position, but she was put straight back into her place when Blake pushed a little deeper. "Uhhhnn..."

"And there's our little friend," Blake purred as she found the gland deep within Yang, somewhere behind her erection. "You know, I kind of missed him." Stroking along it with her finger, she began to get into a rhythm, also widening Yang's opening with the base of the digit.

"Hah... Hnnn..." She continued to groan out in pleasure, now beginning to lean back into the hold Blake had on her. Even as her rear was opening all the more to her actions, she couldn't help but enjoy each moment as her prostate was stimulated. She needed this.

"What?" Weiss panted from in front of them. "What's going on back there?"

"Nothing much," Blake reassured her, assaulting the fragile flesh harder than she had the time previously. Before, Yang had been a virgin to being touched there - it wouldn't have been right. Now, she was experienced; she’d even held a plug inside of there on a recent occasion. The poor gland was getting stroked all over, to either side and up and down, using just enough pressure to stimulate it without injuring anything. Not that the Faunus was sure that part could be injured; she'd read up on it briefly after her last encounter, but still didn't know from personal experience.

"W-well, get on with it, you cat-eared minx! We were trying to have a th-threesome and you interrupted!"

Eyebrows flying up, Blake reached down with the hand that had been fondling Yang's sack, around all the thick arousals and found Weiss's clit. "Oh yeah? You want things sped up, Heiress?"

"NNHHHH!!! No, Blake, st-stop! Don't do that, I- I'll... NHHHHAAAAHHH!!"

Before she knew what was happening, much less had a chance to stop it, Weiss had orgasmed a second time. Her body spasmed hard against all three persons who were stimulating her at present, with Blake feeling it least of all - though the effects on the rest of her were readily apparent. Round amber eyes glanced down to see the heiress's calves flailing, felt a scratch being left on her own leg from a finely-pedicured nail. That had been one tremendous climax.

Both Ruby and Yang called out in pleasure, especially Ruby, who got the brunt of her quakes and vibrations. Especially when she felt Weiss tightening around her sex below. She could feel herself beginning to get close once more, and the fact she was blind to it all was all the more stunning to her. Unable to help herself, she held onto her lover tightly, slowly beginning to thrust once again.

Although Yang could feel these movements Ruby was making, and felt she wasn't going to stop. "I-is this what we're all g-gonna do now? I-is this a team RWBY mission?!"

"YES!" Weiss screamed out, not intending it to be an answer to the blonde's question. "Yes, I- oh god, Ruby, I wish you'd stop! B-but don't stop!"

Nodding to herself, Blake knew it was time to act; Yang sounded beside herself with arousal, and Ruby was already thrusting. If she waited any longer, she would be too late for the party and, and also not be satisfied herself.

For the cunning kitten had picked up a small addition to their apparatus: now, there was a stimulating series of bumps attached to the back of the phallus she was wearing. Ones that would caress her own sex, treat it just roughly enough that she would at the very least feel pleasure. Her hope was that she might be able to climax that way, and in so doing she and her lover could both finish.

Not that she had envisioned doing this while Ruby and Weiss were also in the room! That wasn’t part of the plan at all. But maybe, she could still have her cake and eat it, too.

"Okay," she breathed as she began to rise slightly, positioning herself just underneath the finger. "Yang, are you ready for this? Ready to take my cock?"

"Y-yes..." Finally, she accepted her fate. Accepted that Blake was indeed going to enter her whilst she was still thrusting into Weiss. This was impossible, and yet it was happening right at that moment. Finally moving herself backward to rest herself right against the phallus, she braced herself for what she hoped would be a fantastic experience.

One that Blake was more than ready to give her. In one smooth motion, she withdrew her finger and thrust the head of the shaft up against the hole, feeling the tip slide halfway in without any impedance. Only then did it catch very slightly, but she sensed that if she really leaned inward... Yang's body wouldn't put up much resistance.

"Nhhh, Ruby!" Weiss was panting below them. "God, Ruby, you're s-such an animal, I- OOOOHhhhh!!!"

"AH!" Yang had to completely freeze, attempting as best as possible to remain still, and allow the rather thick phallus to slide inside her. She was right, her body wasn't willing to put up a fight at all. And in no time, she was able to feel the head sliding fully inside. All the while, she remained perfectly still, trying not to overstimulate herself to finish early.

And Ruby wasn't helping. With each thrust in, she could feel the slight movement against her sex. From inside the heiress. This really was insane.

So much worse was the feeling for Weiss, who was panting and sweating and generally on the line between needing everything to keep going so she could climax one more time, and asking them to stop so she could rest her poor body. This was more than she had ever been put through at anyone's hands before... and yet she relished it, relished two presences inside her body, stimulating her in two different ways. If Blake confessed to having taken Dust and circled around to claim her mouth… she might have even considered that. Briefly.

"Is that good?" Blake was whispering in a low growl to her partner as she pushed very slowly inside, waiting for the taut muscles to loosen enough for easy passage. "Do you like that?"

There was only more growling, more sweat dripping down from her forehead as she felt the phallus shifting further and further into her body. She didn't want to admit it, but she did indeed love it. So much that she was finally confident enough to continue. Taking a grip on Weiss's hips again, she finally pushed herself forward into Weiss... And then back to force the phallus further into herself. It was strange to feel both shifting at an equal rate, but all the more satisfying.

The small redhead however found herself moaning out, feeling the muscles beginning to tighten all over again. "W-Weiss! I t-think I'm gonna... Ah!"

Every time Yang backed into the phallus, it ground the little bumps against Blake's sensitive flesh, sending spikes of pleasure throughout her entire being. The thing worked as advertised. Encouraged, she began to lean herself just a tiny bit forward to meet Yang's hips on every backward thrust - which in turn thrust Yang up against Weiss again.

"Ruby!" the heiress gasped out, mind buzzing from the sheer amount of sensation. "It's okay! It's... but I don't th-think I can climb off you if you n-need to pull out, s-so... so can you hold off for a minute?!" With a knowing look over her shoulder, she panted, "Your sister probably won't last much longer!"

"O-okay!" Ruby called out once more, slowing her movements enough to keep herself going that bit longer. If she could hang on that little bit longer until Weiss had another climax, or until Blake or Yang had one, that would do.

But Yang wasn't fairing so well, either. Sensing that Blake was getting some form of enjoyment out of the thrusting made her focus more on backing out, making her pull herself out of Weiss more forcefully to back right against Blake, feeling her backside impact against the Faunus's hips. All the more to please her, as well.

And Blake most certainly felt it. Began to yearn for it, to groan and shiver as she felt her flesh thirst for more and more of the contact. However, it didn't escape her how badly Yang craved the movements, the continuous pounding into her forbidden opening even as she did the very same to Weiss.

"Wow," she rasped out hungrily. "You... really love this, don't you? Love it in your ass!"

"Sh-shut up!" Yang groaned once more. But to reinforce Blake's claims, she simply forced herself backward again. And this time, she felt it brush against her new favourite gland. She wouldn't last much longer at all, especially as she felt her muscles tightening also.

"Weiss... Blake... I can't... I can't last much..."

That was when an aspect of this arrangement hit home to Weiss that she had not previously thought through: both Ruby and Yang were about to finish inside of her. At the same time. In all honesty, part of herself was quite disgusted at the prospect… but a guilty, dark corner of herself welcomed it. For the delicate heir to a multi-million Lien empire to more or less reduce herself to a receptacle for the juices of two sisters with cocks was oddly fitting somehow. Blake was just a bonus; a woman her father would hate for being a Faunus, naked and panting in the same room with his precious little girl. It was a giant middle finger to status and propriety, and all those things about being a Schnee that she secretly resented.

"Do it!" she bleated before she could change her mind. "F-fill me up, both of you! Blake, make that brute fucking come!"

"Yeah!" Blake agreed, riding Yang harder than before, her own climax building at the thought of what they were doing; had it been a typical encounter with just Yang, it would have taken longer, could have been enjoyed. Now was not the time for that. This was a time to orgasm with the force of a freight train. "Yeeaahhh, f-fill her up with your seed, you two! I'm- I'm almost there, too!"

"Weiss! WEISS! WEEEIIAAAAAAHHH!!!" Finally Ruby yelled out, finding herself unable to hold herself back any longer. The unexpected swear word from Weiss, combined with the feeling of another dick rubbing against her own through Weiss’s body, was too much. And quivering herself, she felt her muscles tightening and her sex throbbing. Just as Weiss wished, it let out her seed within the heiress's body, filling her deep.

And following just behind, were a few more firm thrusts from Yang, before she too began to quiver all over. The pressure against her sex and against her prostate was becoming too much, until finally she too let out her own seed, filling Weiss's rear end as well as her sex. Finally, she had gained release.

The two throbbing masses paired with the still-unusual sensation of having anything sprayed into her body more or less ripped the third orgasm from Weiss before she was ready, but it happened all the same. In the moment, she couldn't help but cry out Ruby's name over and over, legs spread further than they had been before, hands fisting in the sleeping bags beneath them. It was beyond glorious. It was perfect.

Of course, Blake hadn't quite made it along with them, but that suited her just fine; she was still going, rocking against the back of the shaft without truly thrusting it into Yang. The blonde would be able to feel every movement, though - every last movement that ground the tip against her sensitive knot of nerves.

That of course made the blonde crave more. So much more. She didn't even care that she was inside Weiss anymore, it was the least of her concerns. In fact...

Drawing herself completely free of Weiss, she pushed herself back up against Blake. Even if she had just orgasmed, she craved more attention. More to that sweet sweet spot of hers. She needed it. And perhaps pushing herself against her would be what she needed to make her continue.

Ruby, however, took a moment to wrap her arms around the heiress, hugging her tightly whil e still lightheaded. She just wanted to be close to her for this while longer. Even if the girls would continue. Though she could feel something pouring down onto her sack… but she tried not to think about that too much. Probably wouldn’t lead to anywhere fun.

Even with the exit of Yang - which had produced quite a yowl of mingling pleasure - Weiss still responded immediately, winding her hands into the hair of her lover beneath her. It was almost a complete collapse. “Ruby...”

And slowly, to allow the heiress the rest she so deserved, Ruby gently pulled her own sex out. Continuing to hold onto her as she then felt to try and kiss her cheek; and only managing to kiss her shoulder instead.

"Oh, Yang," Blake was moaning as she continued to punish her partner's hindquarters, digging her fingernails into the flesh surrounding the entrance. "You... you can't want more after all that, can you?"

"I-I want you..." Yang simply moaned, keeping herself steady for Blake to continue her punishment. Phallus only just softening, she felt like she could do this forever. Or at least until Blake climaxed. "U-Use me. Make yourself... f-finish."

The words were all Blake needed to push her over the edge. The fact that Yang was already sated, and still wanted her to keep going touched her so deep that it heightened the pleasure she derived from the slightly rugged surface gliding over her sex. She could even feel the slight resistance of the vulnerable gland inside her lover, feel the phallus prodding it, coaxing more feeling from it than Yang might have even wanted to experience. But still she rode it out.

And then she found herself falling back, pulling Yang into her lap as she continued thrusting - now upward from this new position, arms wrapped around a firm stomach. Orgasm nearing, she reached one hand down and toyed with Yang's softening flesh, with the sack underneath as her other hand groped her mammoth chest. So close!

And all the blonde brute could do was fall back into her lover's lap. Spreading her legs wide and pressing her feet down on the ground to support herself, she bit her lip in order to ride out the sensations Blake was giving her. Over and over the phallus was penetrating her, pushing up against the gland in all manner of ways. She was so used to being dominant in previous ventures, this was her ultimate form of submission. She was going to be used as a mere sleeve, to push Blake over the edge.

"C-come on... Blake! K-keep using… me!"

“I really shouldn’t be hearing this,” Ruby muttered into Weiss’s ear. And the heiress giggled.

Finally, Blake realised what it was that had been holding her back: Ruby and Weiss being there. Yes, she had finished before with one of them in the room, or two of them, but not all three of her teammates! Realising that, she let herself go completely - they had done it, and she had even helped Weiss. What was the difference at this point?

"I'm coming!" she cried out, realising it was true at the same moment she spoke it aloud. Harder and harder she thrust to make it grind back against her clit, to abuse her soft lips. "Yang, it's- AAAHAAAAAAAHH!!"

"Y-YES!" And before Yang even knew it, she had found herself gritting her teeth, as her muscles began to tightly clamp onto the phallus inside her. Even if she was unable to come again for a while, she still allowed for it to brush against her prostate firmly, reaching to hold the hand upon her breast to keep herself grounded. This would indeed be a powerful orgasm for Blake. And she deserved it.

Powerful was just the word for what Blake was feeling. In a blinding flash, she was convulsing and screaming, nearly pushing back to a kneeling position as her body went rigid, then trying her best not to fall over backwards once the height had passed. She had done it. For all intents and purposes, she had finished inside Yang's rear - even though she didn't have the proper equipment to do that. What a beautiful feeling.

As she came down from her high, still grasping at Yang's chest and length, she heard Weiss ask in a weak tone of voice, "Sounds like... somebody enjoyed herself... over there..."

Finally able to recover herself, the blonde brute laid back into the Faunus's arms. Now it was her turn to be needy and crave the contact, which she easily found. Stroking the hand upon her chest, she opened one eye to weakly gaze at the heiress and her rather sleepy sister, offering a small smug grin . "Look who's... talking..."

A matching smirk crossed the heiress's face, even as she yawned. "If I had... known you like it that much, maybe I would have... taken some Dust again."

"Well, now you don't need to," Blake snorted. "This little baby seemed to hit all the right spots for her. Didn't they?" The last bit had been directed at her partner as she cradled her close, not quite ready to withdraw the firm length. The mere thought of it being there sent thrills into her stomach, reduced though they were by her euphoric state.

"Y-yeah," an exhausted Yang responded, simply laying back against her beloved as she hummed contentedly. Even with such a large object inside her rear, she was still able to enjoy the warm embrace.

And get to the matter at hand. "So. You and Ruby huh?"

"Me and Ruby. And you and Blake." Shrugging very slightly, she asked, "Is that how things fall now? Are we just... pairing off?"

Blake made herself refrain from throwing her opinion out there. Of course she wanted Yang all to herself, but she was also completely content to share her. This was up to the two of them - to Yang and Weiss. To reassure her partner of this, she leaned in and kissed her shoulder gently - and silently.

And as Yang looked back to her battle partner, she could only smile, trying to reach her spare hand to ruffle through her hair. The decision was easy. Of course, she very much enjoyed her time with the heiress, and would miss their encounters; but she adored Blake's company. She couldn't be without her. That was the difference.

And from the looks of things, nor could Ruby with Weiss. As she watched her little sister continue to cuddle with the heiress, even in her blindfolded state, she knew the choice she had to make.

"Yeah. I think that's best."

A sense of loss swept over Weiss at their agreement, but still she nodded, sealing the deal. They were finished exploring each other for now. Maybe they would reevaluate things again in the future, but even if they didn't, she would never regret choosing Ruby and only Ruby.

"Great. Now both of you get over here and snuggle us, I'm getting cold."

Snorting, Blake asked without any real conviction, "Who said you were in charge? Besides, I thought Ruby was the team leader."

"Not in the bedroom," Ruby sleepily agreed, continuing to cuddle up to Weiss for a moment longer, but managing to pat to the spare side of her. "And I'm not taking this blindfold off till Yang’ s dick isn’t swinging in the breeze ."

"Fair deal," Yang agreed, quickly recollecting her clothes that were strewn across the tent. “I’ve seen enough of your dick to last a lifetime, too .” Even if Blake and Weiss were naked, none of the girls seemed to care. But Ruby and Yang had agreed that was their limit.

"My little prude," Weiss joked, earning her a poke in the ribs from the leader.

"I'll get the blanket," Blake announced as Yang settled in against Weiss's back. She did so right after sliding the harness down and off of her body, setting it aside to be washed in the morning. Then, on a whim, she settled in against Ruby's other side as she drew the blanket over all of them. It seemed oddly fitting, and that way she could look over the heads of the two shorter girls to her own partner.

In response, Yang reached over to her partner, having to stretch her arm over the younger girls to hold her properly. By which point, none of them cared. Especially not Ruby, once she had finally restored her vision by taking off the blindfold. Although her main cuddling interest was to stick with Weiss, she had no qualms with the other two joining in.

"Maybe... we could still do this part, sometimes." Clearing her throat, Weiss followed up by softly adding, "Or something. Just a thought."

"Maybe," Blake conceded into Ruby's hair. “Kinda nice.”

"Once in a blue moon." Ruby added, nuzzling forward into Weiss's chest intentionally. Even if Weiss's breasts were slight, Ruby did enjoy nuzzling herself in between them. "You know what my sex drive is like."

A strangled noise that also resembled a laugh burst from the heiress. "I- th-that's not- I meant the cuddling , not the rest!" A brief pause later, she glanced up at Blake's half-closed amber eyes. "Although..."

And right away, there was a small nudge into Weiss's back, caused by Yang's spare elbow. "Hey. Quit checkin' out my girlfriend."

"What? What did I say?!" But then she heard Blake chuckling, so she turned on her. "Seriously, what's so funny?"

"You couldn't handle me, Heiress."

"Hmph. I seem to recall doing that once before. " Reaching up from Ruby's shoulder just long enough to boop Blake's nose before returning it to its place, she said, "Like you could handle me ."

"As much as we just agreed to part ways, you’ve seen me handle Yang. I doubt you have anything she doesn’t."

“Today, I’m the one with the thing Weiss doesn’t have.” Yang then gave a small wink, snuggling into the heiress's side again. However she was feeling her eyes beginning to grow heavy. Perhaps the night had done more of a number to her system than she thought.

“Fine, fine,” Blake sighed comfortably.

“Meaning a Dust dick.”

“WE KNOW!” the other three chorused.

As Weiss felt herself joining her friends in slumber, the thought came to her that this long strange trip, all her contact with these different women, swapping of body parts... it all started with a single Dust accident. One that she wouldn't trade for the world. Even if it was mostly over with and they were settling into a more “normal” arrangement of pairs, it had been a lot of fun.

Plus, it had brought her Ruby in a way she could never have dreamed. That alone was worth all her holdings in her own family business combined, and then some. Regardless of whether or not the other three even heard her, the whisper of "I'm so lucky" seemed urgent. So she made sure it was spoken into the tent before she settled in to release her hold on consciousness.

But even as she drifted off to sleep, nude body sandwiched between her entire team, Weiss Schnee’s pale blue eyes flicked up toward the little crystal phial of Dust that was peeking out of her bag, and a coy smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. Just because they were headed toward lives of monogamy didn’t mean they had to start right away.

It was going to be an interesting morning.

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