Imagine: How you cuddle with miscellaneous RWBY girls.
RUBY ROSE: Contrary to how she compares in height, Ruby fantasizes about fulfilling the responsibility of the big spoon. Fair warning, as the silver eyed beauty will seize any opportunity marching up her alley. Oftentimes young Miss Rose must be patient, stealthy - designing a ploy to ensnare you in her trap. And all it requires is you to fall asleep, as she wriggles free of your grasp, and sneaks behind you to snuggle into your back. Ruby cheers internally, amazed a moment occasion has arrived. But even as you sense the change, you leave it be, allowing your girlfriend to take pleasure in the victory.
WEISS SCHNEE: Without question, Weiss will be stuck as the little spoon, although she doesn’t seem to care much at all. Her streams of melting snow unwind onto the sheets as you embellish her face in kisses, as she playfully demands you cease your shenanigans while returning a few here and there. Within your reach, the younger Schnee sister has discovered a world of her own liberation where no boundaries are set, and she can learn who she truly is alongside someone she genuinely loves and is loved by.
BLAKE BELLADONNA: Legend has it the daughter of the Belladonnas has a penchant for purring under comfortable situations - and those rumors are proven correct. Most sessions precede with a light nudge to the chest or slowly inching closer towards you. With grazing her ears, a low rumble emits from her, and as embarrassed as she may be (your soft laughter has her cheeks turning brighter), Blake melts into it. So long as you hit the right spots, you would be fortunate enough for the kitty to stay a while longer.
YANG XIAO LONG: Although enhancing her combative prowess and replacing the severed appendage, there are chances where Yang removes the mechanical arm Ironwood designed in her honor. The amputation requires air to breathe, and what better way to provide that treatment than huddling up to the cutest person in Remnant? Yang’s golden locks spill over the pillow, as she entangles the spare arm around you, simply marvelling at how your {eye color} hues glimmer. Not to mention Tai’s daughrer is a virtual portable heater, so you mustn’t fear the warmth bidding you adieu anytime soon.
PENNY POLENDINA: Her metal appears to be an unsuitable place to lay your body, however you would be surprised at how much you sink into the sensation of sweetness emanating from the robot. Penny marvels at the action of your breathing, head laid on your chest as your heart thumps audibly. One might not beat in the Polendina’s system, but knowing you continue to breathe keeps her reassured you will always light up her life.
NORA VALKYRIE: Strength rivaling an army of Ursa, the Valkyrie reduces it to minimum, but saves a reasonable amount to squeeze you into a bear hug. The luxury was missed as a young girl for her, so she takes any chance she can get. Your feet are tangled up, heartbeats intertwined, and butterflies swarm in your tummy as she blows raspberries here and there to hear you giggle.
PYRRHA NIKOS: Popularity raising the huntress on a high pedestal, praise, applause and the galore do enrich Miss Nikos’ life. But truly, nothing makes her happier than italicizing how meaningful you are. Situated in her lap, she nests her chin upon the tip top of your scalp, inhaling the fragrance it holds. Pyrrha’s fingers wander to your tummy, devising geometrical figures to massage the surface and hums along to whatever you say to her. As the final leaves of Autumn depart from the trees, she accepts her destiny won’t forever be entwined with yours, but cherishes what memories are shared for the time being.
COCO ADEL: Body resting underneath the fashionable huntress, Miss Adel peppers your flesh in kisses. One for your cheek, one destined for your ear, one for your temple, one for your nose, one on the chest, one for your neck, and so on and so forth. The stray strand of hair hangs from her head as it dangles to tickle your face. In due time, you would be coated in lipstick, and Coco falls to your side, and slips an arm around you. Gosh, she loves you so much, and keeps falling more in love by the second.
VELVET SCARLATINA: Velvet’s a baby bunny incapable of resisting the comfort of coming together to hold each other close. Her body curls into yours, as you rest upside down with your legs tucked in and face close to hers, and the faunus’ ears are sweetly pecking your forehead. If one were to stumble upon the scene taking place, as cheesy as it sounds, they could perhaps summarize it as ‘picture perfect’.
CINDER FALL: Scars inevitably have befallen upon the maiden gluttonous for power, as Cinder is deprived of speech, and an evident slash on her features leaves her blinded partially. Her wrongdoings cannot be justified, yet it isn’t often she is in such a vulnerable state. Leaning inward with a steady embrace, you brush aside the shortened strands of black hair, pressing your lips to the nasty scar and move along the surface. Again, it isn’t a regular occurrence for Miss Fall to be in such a fashion, but won’t hold back as she heaves in and out and finds solace in your presence as you promise to raise her up, and give her the strength she is so hungry for.
EMERALD SUSTRAI: Life on the streets could be an unbearable experience, especially for a child - insipid dreams, hunger, degradation - as Emmy unfortunately was. Affection was foreign, warm touches not coming in contact very often. Yet romance has its perks: Emerald can uncover solace leaning on you, attending to her own thoughts as she tosses snarky comments at your words. Though, within, the master of thieves cannot imagine living without you, unknowingly accepting the arm you throw over her shoulder and is certainly blessed to have you there.
NEOPOLITAN: Deception was engraved in the tiny slayer’s heart, yet hidden intentions are not to be concerned with as Neo crawls towards you and has you gently tossed on your back. She flutters her eyelashes, wrapping herself around you. None else will have your undivided attention - the killer queen desires every fraction of it, every last drop. Ensuring you are charmed but nothing else, she has your mind resurface on the more important matter as she traces a finger along your nose and presses it to your lips. Swiftly, Neo swoops in and kisses you, leaving you captivated before sinking into your chest.
ILIA AMITOLA: Chameleons are surprisingly cuddly creatures - Ilia doesn’t stray far from the tree in that regard. Unbelievably touch starved, she may give the impression of never releasing you, as she cannot desist from clinging on to you. All the while, it’s insured the sensation is reciprocated with the pleasantries upon every swell freckle on her skin. As a result, she dissolves further, spots pink as flamingos.
RAVEN BRANWEN: Don’t dare tell a soul, or else consequences shall be handed out accordingly - Raven, with her rough exterior, enjoys being the little spoon. Ashamed at her act of submission, the Branwen restricts snuggling to private settings, particularly her tent on the tribal grounds. In your arms, maybe sloped against your side or otherwise, she isn’t on high alert, nor does the impeding threat of Salem draw into her mind. Fears are laid to rest, as Yang’s mother is growing to appreciate your company more and more.
SALEM: A woman residing on the Earth as extensively as her enemy Ozpin, Salem would experience an exotic euphoria to the amusing idea of snuggling. Veins are frozen cold yet the grazing on your skin proves otherwise with how delicately you are treated, the ominous warmth radiating solace. You shall not fall - all else will crumble, but as the wicked witch leans in to embrace you more, you sense your soul will remain eternal, even as you might change in your mortal existence to suit something more accommodating for Salem’s never-ending life.
SIENNA KHAN: On her ascent, a tiger marks her territory, scarcely consenting privilege to leave your imprint on the throne of the White Fang. Presumably, you’ve achieved a pinnacle of those rights and are granted access. However, on one condition: rise to the top alongside Sienna and don’t double cross her. The feline has guards dismissed, as she strokes those strands of hair from your face to gander at how illuminated you are, sharing the seat with your bodies close in contact. And, if you dare caress the faunus, you may overhear a faint purr, as you deepen the contact and rest your head in her neck.
