Yang was surprised.
Blake never left Gambol Shroud unassembled, especially not on her bed in easy sight of the weapon-loving Ruby. The last time it had happened, Ruby had taken not only Gambol Shroud, she’d even managed to take Ember Celica, Myrtenaster, and all of JNPR’s weapons, and had refused to say where they were, until she was sure they were all being well looked after.
But there it lay, lying on her bed, in three parts. The sheathe was cleaned and polished; the ‘gunblade’ was set in its pistol form, just as clean as the sheathe, with the gun cleaning kit showing that it had only just been used; and much to Yang’s amusement, both the old, black elastic ribbon which had desperately needed replacement, and a roll of fresh ribbon.
Yang noticed Blake still had quite a bit of ribbon left, when an idea struck. She and the Kitten had been in a relationship long enough, that they were starting to get curious as to what other sexual situations the other found enticing.
Wanting to take it easy on the quiet girl, Yang had allowed her to make all the moves, when it came to their relationship and sex. She’d started off roughly in a way that Yang had expected: quick kisses, slowly turning into long make out sessions, turning into finding out each others’ arousal zones, finally turning into mutual gratification.
At first, Blake had focused on her breasts, falling for the “it’s on display, so it’s obviously what I want” shtick that Yang wore for the rest of the world, which allowed her to bend the hornier guys to her will, when she needed to.
But being the smart and quick learning kitten she was, she’d began to explore, and had found one of Yang’s major pleasure parts: her clitoris.
The kitten might’ve been experienced, but the things she could do with her tongue still aroused her.
But Blake had taken her carefree attitude as subservience, which Yang had learnt recently. Bringing her close to climax, Blake had stopped. She’d repeated the process, until she had Yang begging for release, only deigning to oblige her once she knew Yang was thinking about nothing but the release of the oh so satisfying build up in her groin.
But NO ONE made Yang Xiao Long beg. Her beautiful kitten had started thinking she was the dominant one in their sex life, and her beloved Gambol Shroud’s ribbon was going to show her that not even the gorgeous Blake Belladonna could make a dragon beg, and not pay for it.
Cutting up five strips of the ribbon, she pocketed the two she planned to use, and stuffed the other three into her clothing draw, hiding them near one of her special toys.
Pausing a moment, to think about their school schedule, Yang pulled out her scroll, and studied the schedule that Weiss made sure the team had easy access to. Noting how all four of them had tomorrow off, and noting that her partner in crime Nora also had time off, a small smile spread across her face.
Assuming Ren is still having the ‘boy’s’ weekend with Jaune and Sun, Ruby and Weiss can stay with Nora and Pyrrha for the night. She mused as she typed an innocent sounding message to Ruby, before giving a blunt “Blake and I are gonna fuck tonight, you might want to ask Pyrrha if it’s cool to stay” message to Weiss.
Weiss had had the unfortunate timing of having walked in on Blake and Yang during a particularly passionate session of love making. Blake had managed to find a good strap on, and the entire session had broken the damn thing.
Yang had enjoyed it, but she much preferred her kittens tongue and fingers.
Weiss hadn’t said anything to either of them for a week, until she’d pulled them both aside, when she knew Ruby was thoroughly occupied.
She didn’t care if they ‘wanted to mate like animals’, she just wished she’d received warning. She’d already figured out what the two were up to, but walking in on one of the more passionate scenes, had shocked her.
So they’d come to an agreement: Yang or Blake (depending on who wanted to initiate a night of pleasure) would message Weiss, and Weiss would do her best to distract Ruby, and allow her to keep some shred of innocence about her sister.
She got a response from Ruby almost straight away. Seemed like she would either be staying with the slightly weird Penny (it’s not that she didn’t trust her, but something about the young red head gave her the creeps), or with Pyrrha and Nora. She replied, saying she’d prefer it if she stayed with Pyrrha, just so Ruby might have firsthand experience to the welcome home disaster she knew Vomit Boy would try, once both Ren and Sun finally got it through his skull Pyrrha was interested in him.
She still hadn’t gotten a reply from Weiss, but she knew that, at the very least, Weiss would check before opening the door.
Speaking of the door, it opened and closed with a small sigh. No matter how much Ruby tinkered with those hinges, they always made a noise.
“What are you doing?” Blake said half-amused, her natural smirk already in place.
“Just admiring the one tool that gets more love than I do.” Yang teased with a wink, as she sauntered over, planted a kiss on those lovely lips, as she reached around the faunus girl to lock the door.
When she pulled away from the kiss, she saw the raised eyebrow on that lovely face.
“What? I’m in need of my pretty kitty, and the innocent duo has been diverted to provide us with some entertaining tid bits tomorrow.” She replied innocently, to the unspoken question in Blake’s gaze.
At ‘innocent’, Blake snorted.
“Right, those two are definitely innocent.” Her eyes rolled, she obviously not agreeing with Yang’s assessment of Ruby and Weiss.
“You trying to imply something about my sister?” She joked, knowing that Blake kept a careful eye on those two, and their fledgling relationships they were trying to develop. At first, the girls had thought it creepy, until they found out that because of Blake’s watchful eye, their relationship was still secret amongst the school populous, which was, in itself, a miracle.
Weiss was a member of one of the most powerful families on Remnant, so any relationship she had would be a sweet feast for the gossip crowds, and Ruby was still too naive to deal with those types.
An amused grin appeared on the faunus girl’s face.
“No, just with how badly you delude yourself about both your sister, and the heiress.”
“Now, hold on a se-“ Yang was interrupted by Blake moving forward and locking her lips on Yang’s, slowly but effortless guiding her to the bed.
Knowing that if Blake managed to get on top of her, she’d be at the kittens glorious mercy, she slowly turned Blake towards the bed, as they continued the kiss, before Blake changed tactics and went from Yangs ears.
Yang hadn’t known it until recently, but her ears got sensitive when she was aroused, and Blake seemed to be developing a trend of sucking on her ears, if other options weren’t presented.
Yang almost collapsed into Blake, barely holding herself together.
No, I’m in charge of this. No more begging from me, until I’ve seen you mad with desire at the same pleasurable torture you used on me.
She pulled away; now sitting on top of one of Blake’s toned thighs. A confused look was on Blake’s face, not understanding. During the confusion, she’d managed to get one ribbon into the palm of her hand, and now she just needed to keep the kitten occupied so she could get her other hand up there.
She ducked back in, and kissed her passionately, slowly drawing her arms above her head, as she got her other hand into position, as she succeeded in her plan.
Yang pulled back, with Blake eagerly following, until she stopped short, not able to move much beyond the short range her tied hands gave her. Still confused, and irritation starting to show, Yang decided to let the cat out of the bag.
She grinned mischievously.
“Kitten, I said I needed you. I didn’t mean I wanted you to fuck me. We’ve had fun, with you thinking you were in charge. But you crossed a line.” She pushed her thigh against Blake’s groin, rubbing up and down slightly, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.
“I was willing to allow you to have your way, to slowly come out of your shell, instead of potentially forcing you into something you might not be comfortable with. However, after tonight, you’ll learn that I am in charge.”
She started trailing kisses down Blake’s jawline, one hand rubbing slowly and sensually along her thigh, as she continued rubbing her thigh against her kitten’s pleasure zone.
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Blake finally stopped, her breathing labored, her skin flushed.
“If you want this to be a more common thing, I’m more than happy.” Blake sighed pleasurably, before she looked up, seeing something behind Yang.
“Sorry Kitten, I’m not gonna fall for that.” Yang said mischievously, her hands still holding the spare ribbon behind her, preparing it for her next move.
Before she could, however, a pleasingly could and immovable pressure surrounded her wrists.
“Oh, but you have.” Blake said, as she showed the now untied ribbon that was supposed to have kept her hands secure to the bedpost.
Seeing the shock on Yang’s face, Blake giggled. Then it clicked for Yang.
“Your semblance.” Yang whispered, as Blake sat up, stretching and showing off her voluptuous form, the ribbon being worked into a similar shape to the one that was currently in her hand.
“Seems the lovely Xiao Long can figure out my tricks.” She purred, as she slipped the blindfold over Yang’s eyes. She felt the other ribbon strip pulled from her hands, a cool touch that Yang couldn’t figure out.
“If you thought I was dominant, just wait until the Heiress is done with you.” Blake whispered, as pleasantly cold hands grabbed her breasts, kneading the fiery flesh.
“I have much to teach you, Miss Long.” Weiss breathed into her ears.