#* vol v.

[remnesque]

( sc. ) @nvvrrmorr.

                      “ I TRUST YOU’VE PREPARED WELL   for our plan, raven. ”  topaz hue lingers on the bird’s visage, smirk crawling upon eager lips.  “ your reputation as a powerful leader is no mistake from what i’ve seen thus far. ”

[remnesque]

she's tired, and yang's thighs are just t h e r e. can you blame weiss for sliding atop the blonde, straddling her seated form and sighing as she rests her body against yang's? no. her cheek comes to rest on yang's shoulder, and she breathes soft air against yang's neck, as if sitting in her lap isn't enough to gain her attention. "i'm tired." weiss states. she's your problem now, yang.

unprompted freezies uwu @gainheart.

          the sun - blessed powerhouse’s eyes widened at the prospect of weiss’s thighs covering their own, the sudden warmth causing a tiny, curious “ mm ” to escape from their mouth.  with the schnee’s frame pressed directly atop yang’s, they were forced to take a deep breath so as not to lose composure — who wouldn’t when weiss has a body like that?  but it was also to intake her presence, slowly adjust to the closeness.  “ gee, good thing i gave you explicit permission to sit here, ” xiao long jested, relaxed chuckle resonating in their chest.  

         with an infatuated sigh, human hand fell to rest across the space of bare skin that poked out from beneath weiss’s sleep shirt just above her hips.  fingertips mapped all along the space ( a teaser trailer of the silken texture of weiss’s skin ).  hot air blown against yang’s neck caused their arm hairs to stand on end, and the goosebumps spread on their body like wild flames in a dry forest.  they hoped that their returned ( though subtle ) affection caused the same butterfly - like tension in the ex - heiress’s chest that was held in their own.  

        “ wanna actually head to sleep?  or are you just in a cuddly mood? ”  the blonde smirked, fingers on weiss’s back now unfolding into the fullness of warm palm rubbing the skin there.  lilac gaze analyzed the curve of weiss’s body against their own — they fit together like two perfect puzzle pieces, and now that yang was only wearing their pajamas ( yellow boxers and a black sports bra ), they realized how much they adored the feeling of their figures slotted together like this.  once they notice they’ve been daydreaming, they finally turn their head towards their teammate’s resting upon their bare shoulder.  yang debated kissing her cheek, but opted not to for the time being.  too soon, maybe.  instead, they decided on verbal praise to keep the mood light.  “ you are awfully cute when you’re like this, y’know. ”

[remnesque]

doll - esque fingers reach for golden strands , gently carding through yang’s hair , smile somber as she does. ❛ hey , i don’t think i ever thanked you — for saving me at your moms’ camp. ❜ she’s hesitant at first , though the moment courage runs wild through her form lioness bends at the torso &. bestows a kiss to their lips. oh so befitting for her white in shimmering golden armour. ❛ just don’t let it go to your head. ❜ / YANG !!!!

freezieburns @wasfrost.

          their expression faltered into that of concern when weiss brought up the camp.  it was a miracle they just so happened to be in the same place at the same time — and that yang could prevent further harm from happening to her.  whatever raven had planned would have likely put her right back into the psychological danger of being with her family.  taking a deep breath, they started to speak, as if to brush off their actions in the tribe’s space ( after all, anyone on team rwby would have done the same for one another ).  “ weiss, hey, ‘s not a big — ”  

         well, it wasn’t a big deal.  not until weiss pressed her lips to theirs.  since when did their former teammate become so bold?  yang found themself at a complete and utter loss for speech or thought or anything, and the world of ‘ weiss and i are just friends, right? ’ suddenly shattered into a million tiny pieces that blurred into the back of yang’s mind.  finally, the blonde closed their eyes and leaned into the kiss, mechanical arm wrapping around the much shorter female’s waist.  only by the time weiss finally pulled away did yang fully embrace the supposedly frigid - girl’s warmth.  ( hey wait holy shit i wanna kiss her again ).  sun - kissed fighter slid their other arm around the lioness, holding their figures close together ( like the magnetism of their hearts couldn’t stop pulling their bodies towards one another ).  “ i — ”  words, yang, use your words.  but wait, do friends kiss each other?  like that?  what the hell ?!

         taking a moment to remember to inhale properly, yang stared weiss down with wide eyes and a surprised smile.  “ yeah — okay.  i won’t, ” they murmured.  there was a plan up their sleeve, and you could tell it by the smirk grown rampant on charming visage.  “ as long as you don’t let this get to yours. ”  

         as if taking the reins, xiao long pressed more into weiss’s figure with their own, and planted a deep kiss on her mouth.  they repeated soft kisses over and over a few times to adjust to the sweet vanilla taste that came off of her mouth.  yang explored weiss’s lips for what feels like a lifetime, tongue grazing bottom lip with utmost caution ( as if they’d freeze should they leave it in one place too long ), and teeth very gently nipping at the skin.  for a few seconds, their hands mapped the width of the ex - heiress’s back as if it were a world unknown to them ( their love for adventure now applies to the curvature of their dear teammate and friend [ ? ] ).  a vicious electricity spawned between their bodies like the start of an explosion, sparks bursting out at the seams as they tugged at each other’s bodies, but yang cut it off before it dare get that far.  pulling away breathless from the contact, they smiled with an enthusiasm they haven’t known in a long time ( though still uncertain of the status of their relationship with weiss ).  “ phew ... as i was saying ... ”  they wink smugly, and shift into a full - on hug with the girl so beloved to them.  “ sure thing, babygirl. ”