Shut Up And Kiss Me (Future White Rose Smut)
Whelp, it’s finally happened. Smut. Never thought I’d see the day. And it’s all funblade's fault. Again, sort of based off a pic of hers, but I'm not gonna link it…you'll just have to find it on your own. Gonna keep the real smut under the “Read More.” Up till that, it's just fluff. Anywho, I'm gonna go in the corner now. Enjoy!
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“Ruby, you’ve got to learn to be more careful,” Weiss told her girlfriend. Ruby had just returned from a hunt, and there were a few noticable bandages around her upper arm.
“It was just a Beowolf that got a lucky swipe in,” Ruby said, making a dismissive gesture. She walked farther into the room that they shared - well, when they were both there at the same time, anway - and gave her little princess a hug and a quick peck on the cheek.
Weiss pouted, though she secretly liked the attention. She had to keep up appearances.“You won’t make this better with hugs and kisses. I know your ways.”
Ruby smiled her dumb little grin, knowing that her girlfriend was just acting annoyed. “Then I guess I’ll have to try harder.” She grabbed Weiss’ suspenders and pulled her in for a full kiss on the lips. When she pulled back, she grinned again and asked, “How ‘bout now?”
“Still not better,” she said, despite the small blush that suggested otherwise. The blush got brighter as Ruby’s hand slid down her back and grabbed her ass. The other hand was still clutching the suspenders. Ruby leaned in again but stopped with their mouths just milimeters apart.
“How ‘bout now?”
Weiss could feel the hot breath against her lips, and it sent a shiver down her spine. “N…not even close.”
The words were barely out of her mouth when Ruby sealed the kiss. Weiss moaned instinctively, and that gave Ruby the perfect opportunity to slip her tongue into her girlfriend’s mouth. With that, all pretense of Weiss resisting faded away, and she eagerly returned the kiss. One hand reached up to snake through Ruby’s hair, and the other started blindly reaching for the fastenings of her jacket. When Ruby felt this, she pulled back, and her grin got impossibly wider.
“Looks like I won,” she whispered, noticing the shiver that it gave Weiss.
“Shut up and kiss me, you dunce.”
Ruby happily obliged.
As their tongues danced around each other, Ruby blindly led them over to the bed, sliding the suspender straps off Weiss’ shoulders. They found their destination, and Ruby sat against the headboard while Weiss straddled her. Weiss’ hands once again found their way to Ruby’s hair, and Ruby fumbled with the buttons of Weiss’ shirt. They never broke the kiss.
When the final button of Weiss’ shirt came undone, Ruby finally broke the kiss and pulled back. Very slowly, she reached up and took off her eyepatch and arm guard. Even though Weiss still felt a small pang of guilt upon seeing the scars, they had talked things through about them. Weiss was still the only person Ruby felt comfortable showing her scars to, and Weiss cherished those moments, cherished the trust. She reached out her left hand and gently caressed the scar. Ruby moaned at the contact with the sensitive skin. It usually hurt when people touched her scars, but when it was Weiss, it tingled in all the right ways.
They kissed again, but this one was filled with a hunger, a desire - a need - for more. Ruby reached down and undid Weiss’ belt. Then she trailed her calloused hand down her smooth, toned stomach, dipping beneath the waistline of her pants. She felt her partner’s arousal and slid a single finder over her panties. Weiss moaned into her girlfriend’s mouth at the teasing contact.
Ruby kept rubbing over Weiss’ underwear, teasing her for all it was worth. Weiss broke their kiss and started kissing the scar tissue on Ruby’s face. Ruby took that as a sign to get on with it, so she slipped her hand through the elastic waistband and felt her girlfriend’s wetness firsthand. She kept teasing, though: sliding fingers up her slit, but neve
Whelp, it’s finally happened. Smut. Never thought I’d see the day. And it’s all funblade's fault. Again, sort of based off a pic of hers, but I'm not gonna link it…you'll just have to find it on your own. Gonna keep the real smut under the “Read More.” Up till that, it's just fluff. Anywho, I'm gonna go in the corner now. Enjoy!
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“Ruby, you’ve got to learn to be more careful,” Weiss told her girlfriend. Ruby had just returned from a hunt, and there were a few noticable bandages around her upper arm.
“It was just a Beowolf that got a lucky swipe in,” Ruby said, making a dismissive gesture. She walked farther into the room that they shared - well, when they were both there at the same time, anway - and gave her little princess a hug and a quick peck on the cheek.
Weiss pouted, though she secretly liked the attention. She had to keep up appearances.“You won’t make this better with hugs and kisses. I know your ways.”
Ruby smiled her dumb little grin, knowing that her girlfriend was just acting annoyed. “Then I guess I’ll have to try harder.” She grabbed Weiss’ suspenders and pulled her in for a full kiss on the lips. When she pulled back, she grinned again and asked, “How ‘bout now?”
“Still not better,” she said, despite the small blush that suggested otherwise. The blush got brighter as Ruby’s hand slid down her back and grabbed her ass. The other hand was still clutching the suspenders. Ruby leaned in again but stopped with their mouths just milimeters apart.
“How ‘bout now?”
Weiss could feel the hot breath against her lips, and it sent a shiver down her spine. “N…not even close.”
The words were barely out of her mouth when Ruby sealed the kiss. Weiss moaned instinctively, and that gave Ruby the perfect opportunity to slip her tongue into her girlfriend’s mouth. With that, all pretense of Weiss resisting faded away, and she eagerly returned the kiss. One hand reached up to snake through Ruby’s hair, and the other started blindly reaching for the fastenings of her jacket. When Ruby felt this, she pulled back, and her grin got impossibly wider.
“Looks like I won,” she whispered, noticing the shiver that it gave Weiss.
“Shut up and kiss me, you dunce.”
Ruby happily obliged.
As their tongues danced around each other, Ruby blindly led them over to the bed, sliding the suspender straps off Weiss’ shoulders. They found their destination, and Ruby sat against the headboard while Weiss straddled her. Weiss’ hands once again found their way to Ruby’s hair, and Ruby fumbled with the buttons of Weiss’ shirt. They never broke the kiss.
When the final button of Weiss’ shirt came undone, Ruby finally broke the kiss and pulled back. Very slowly, she reached up and took off her eyepatch and arm guard. Even though Weiss still felt a small pang of guilt upon seeing the scars, they had talked things through about them. Weiss was still the only person Ruby felt comfortable showing her scars to, and Weiss cherished those moments, cherished the trust. She reached out her left hand and gently caressed the scar. Ruby moaned at the contact with the sensitive skin. It usually hurt when people touched her scars, but when it was Weiss, it tingled in all the right ways.
They kissed again, but this one was filled with a hunger, a desire - a need - for more. Ruby reached down and undid Weiss’ belt. Then she trailed her calloused hand down her smooth, toned stomach, dipping beneath the waistline of her pants. She felt her partner’s arousal and slid a single finder over her panties. Weiss moaned into her girlfriend’s mouth at the teasing contact.
Ruby kept rubbing over Weiss’ underwear, teasing her for all it was worth. Weiss broke their kiss and started kissing the scar tissue on Ruby’s face. Ruby took that as a sign to get on with it, so she slipped her hand through the elastic waistband and felt her girlfriend’s wetness firsthand. She kept teasing, though: sliding fingers up her slit, but neve
