Good things comes to those who wait, in this case it's a RWBY lemon requested by UzukiB. Someone apparently likes my Dom!Blake fic so hard that he wanted to banged by another girl.
Shitload of filler content in the middle that may be more interesting then the actual chapter.
Just skip it if you're only here for the Yang Bang.
Yang and RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth. Artwork does not belong to me.
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Yang was always conflicted whenever it came to her childhood best friend, (Y/N). Because throughout the time she's known him since when they were children.
She couldn't help but see him as a her, this is because of how largely different he was from other males, from body structure, posture and even voice. (Y/N) had all of it, not to mention his attitude, it was like one of those 'moe' characters from those animes that Ruby likes to watch.
It was only a week left until the Vytal Festival begins and Yang decided it to be the perfect time to meet up.
Speaking of (Y/N), he currently works as a full-time maid at the café, Maid Latte. How he had got the job Yang will never know, but this was what (Y/N) decided to do after Signal Academy since he wasn't really suited for combat.
She definitely knew that he didn't know that she knows that he works here, since this shop is apparently Ruby's favourite. Now she knew why, home made sweets made by her big sister's gender ambiguous crush certainly seemed appetizing.
Yang stood at the entrance of Maid Latte, pondering whether she should enter or not. It was certainly be fun seeing how (Y/N) would react after many months of not seeing each other. Yang decided to see her competition first outside the window.
Inside was (Y/N) shyly taking orders from customers, being hit on by male customers, Yang chuckled, female customers touching (Y/N)'s flawless skin in any possible moment to the point it could be considered molestation, Yang snickered, and (Y/N) rushing to the kitchen to make the orders probably because he became too flustered, although there were other maids working in the establishment, (Y/N) was definitely one of the more popular maids.
Strangely enough, inside the café, she also saw an incredibly tall man wearing a long grey overcoat, a leather mask lowered to reveal his ashen grey hair and right deep blue eye, sitting along with Pyrrha.
Both were chatting along with a woman, who had a similar appearanfe to Pyrrha, as if they were long time friends.
The man and Pyrrha eventually decided it was time to leave, and boy Yang was certainly surprised, the male was tall, like WAY too tall. Definitely more then four heads taller then even Yatsuhashi and Junior.
The man picked his tattered hat from the table, wearing it, Pyrrha joined and stood with him, and boy did she look like a child standing next to him, saying their goodbyes to the maid, whom Yang briefly heard was named "Erika".
Yang opened the door for the both of them to pass, saying farewell to Pyrrha and the tall male, who lowered himself so his head didn't hit the door frame.
As the both of them walked, Yang overheard the male telling Pyrrha how interesting it was that (Y/N) was similar to one of his... friends?
And how similar, but largely different both of them were? Yang was confused, but she shrugged off the thought and then she entered.
As Yang entered, there stood (Y/N) at the entrance, bowing respectfully. "Welcome back, mas--" (Y/N) saw his best friend enter the store with a big smirk. "My lady." (Y/N) instantaneously went to the brink of exploding.
"I'm back, my adorable little maid~." Yang teased.
(Y/N), with a clear blush on his face lead Yang to her table. "Pl-please come this way."
Yang obliged, while being lead she reached out and copped a feel of (Y/N)'s supple bottom, squeezing it and making (Y/N) give out a girlish shriek.
"Eek! M-my lady!" (Y/N) shrieked, turning around to face Yang, who blocked her ears with a smirk. "Pl-please refrain from acting indecently!"
"Fine, fine," Yang promised, before repeatedly gesturing her hand in a groping manner. "Sure felt nice though, as usual."
"M-my lady!" (Y/N) shouted again, his head literally letting out steam, and here was the point where Yang had started considering (Y/N) as an actual anime character.
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(Y/N) had finally managed to lead Yang to her table, although Yang had a hard time resisting the urge to moles-- flirt with (Y/N).
(Y/N) held the menu as if to cover his chest with both hands, Yang had to give him credit for having the girlish pose perfected. "Here is the menu, mistress." (Y/N) said, handing Yang the menu.
"Alright, thanks." Yang took the menu. As (Y/N) awaits for Yang to order, holding the plate he was carrying with both hands crossed onto his chest. Voices soon called out for (Y/N).
"Oh, please excuse me, my Lady." (Y/N) said, bowing to Yang before moving to the customers who called out for him. The customers being a trio of normal highschool students from the local school, who easily towered over the 'maid'. But despite their intimidating appearances, they were certainly not so intimidating in personality.
The blonde one proposed to (Y/N) a game of cards in exchange for a card filled with what Yang presumed was points. Yang stared in curiosity.
"Will you be ordering now?" a voice called out.
Yang turned her attention to the voice and saw the maid slightly similar to Pyrrha asking. Erika, if Yang heard correctly.
"Ahh whoops. Strawberry Sunrise, no ice." Yang ordered, handing Erika the menu." Oh, and one of those little umbrellas."
"Say, what's she doing there?" Yang asked, emphasising 'she' while pointing at (Y/N).
"Interested? 'She's' playing a game with our customers. If our masters win against her, they get to take a photo with her."
"Hmm." Returning her attention onto (Y/N), Yang saw that he had won, and the blond teenager throwing a tantrum on the floor with (Y/N) encouraging him that there will always be next time.
Yang saw the reassuring smile (Y/N) gave to the teenagers, and she couldn't help but want that smile to herself.
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~ Timeskip brought by chibi maid (Y/N) performing typical maid stuff ~
When (Y/N)'s shift was over, he does what he usually does, dressed back to his casual clothes, saying farewell to the other maids and leaving at the back exit, the usual. But today he had quite a rare guest. As he walked out the alley, Yang was leaning against the wall waiting. And boy did he blush, hard.
"Well, well, well~, look at you~, working hard for your masters." Yang teased while walking up to (Y/N) and staring him down. "Must be fun, acting so sweet~".
"Y-yang! D-did Ruby tell you I worked here?" (Y/N) asked flusteredly. And there's the stutter Yang remembers clearly.
"Hmm~, maybe she did, maybe she didn't~. Anyways~" Yang swiftly and easily lifted (Y/N) off the ground and held him in her armsz. "You're coming with me~."
"Y-yang! P-put me down!" (Y/N) protested.
"Nah, don't feel like it."
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As Yang continued carrying (Y/N) in her arms, with him occasionally asking questions, she met that tall giant of a man once again in the hallways of the dorms at Beacon, this time however, he held an exhausted Pyrrha delicately in his arms. And making Yang feel small with his presence.
"Ahh! You're the one from the café!" Yang proclaimed. "What happened to Pyrrha?"
"Pyrrha has collapsed from training." the tall male spoke with an authoritive tone while staring down at Yang like a wolf to a lizard. "For now, I shall be returning her to her quarters."
"What kinda training was it to have made Pyrrha of all people tired?" Yang asked.
"... Nothing to... worry about, Yang..." Pyrrha reassured between pants.
"If you say so, tell me later alright~?"
"Now, carry on with courting (Y/N)." the tall man reminded, recognising the timid male in Yang's arms. Resuming his walk to Pyrrha's dorm, Yang heard him humorously discussing with Pyrrha about (Y/N) holding (Y/N) in his arms..? And Pyrrha was lightly chuckling? Honestly now, she was confused and most certainly curious about their relationship.
"Seriously, what was that about?"
"Mr. Syn told me that he and his friends came from another world." (Y/N) explained, "He said that there was a (Y/N) in his group who is nearly as tall as him."
"Pfft, another world? Nah, not likely." Yang waved off the explanation. "Doesn't explain their relationship though."
"I think Mr. Syn said he was training Pyrrha to control fire."
"I see, I really don't feel like thinking about it anymore. Anyways," as Yang carried (Y/N) to team RWBY's dorm, she unlocked the door and allowed herself inside. "We've arrived~". Yang threw (Y/N) abruptly onto the already unsteady contraption that hardly qualified as a bunk-bed.
"Ahh! Yang! What are yo--"
Yang immediately had (Y/N) pinned down on Blake's bed between her arms. "Y-yang?" (Y/N) whimpered, never since when they were children did he remember Yang ever act aggressively towards him, so understandably was (Y/N) quite flustered.
"My Oum, we've haven't seen each other for only a few months and look at you now~." Yang stared down at (Y/N) ferociously as a dragon and quickly lifted up the pesky shirt that separated them, much to (Y/N)'s panick. Yang stared at (Y/N)'s figure glass curves, and she couldn't help but to touch out of curiosity.
Just one touch made him whimper. And Yang wanted to know what would happen if she stroked it. Which she did, and (Y/N) moaned. And unfortunately for Yang, it was hot.
"Yang, have you seen where Ruby put my book? I need it fo--" Blake entered the dorm abruptly, where she saw Yang advancing on another girl, and on her bed no less. "Carry on." Blake left the dorms as fast as she came in.
"Y-yang... let's stop now..." (Y/N) pleaded, his face heating up and slowing rising red in colour.
Yang rubbed her chin in thought. "Hmm, nah." Yang removed herself from (Y/N) and walked to her drawers. She pulled out a maid uniform, though it was far different to from (Y/N)'s usual maid uniform as it showed more skin compared to the formal uniform, smirking at (Y/N) while flashing it at him.
"Wh-why do you have that?" (Y/N) asked flusteredly.
"Ruby liked it when you worked. So she bought it in case you came."
"I-I'm not working right now!"
"We'll see about that~" Yang leaped at (Y/N) and met with weak resistance as she stripped (Y/N) off his clothes all the while savouring his appearance. Although the squeals he gave out may mislead whoever was walking outside.
But Yang didn't care.
And she forced the maid uniform onto him. "Aww! Look how adorable you look! You're the best maid ever!"
"Yang! S-stop!" (Y/N) shouted as he crossed his legs.
"Op bop bop! That's Master Yang from now." Yang walked to Ruby's drawer pulled out a pair of black panties. "Just one more thing~."
"No!" (Y/N) shouted as Yang crept closer.
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Behind the walls of Team JNPR's dorm, a muffled shout was heard.
"What was that?" Jaune Arc, the leader of team JNPR, asked.
"It sounded like a girl, but at the same time, a man." Said Lie Ren, the male Blake of team JNPR.
"Oou! Oou! I bet it's a murder! Come on Ren! Let's solve this case!" Nora Valkyrie, the hyperactive pancaholic ginger of team JNPR, enthusiastically suggested to her childhood friend.
"It's not a murder Nora." Ren reprimanded.
"That's right Nora. And besides, there's something I need to ask him." Jaune reminded, as he looked back at Pyrrha Nikos, the Goddess of team JNPR, who near her was the giant man who carried her to their dorm and were casually keeping each other company.
It certainly was strange to Jaune for Pyrrha to return to the dorms so late, especially with company. The most unsettling thing was that her company totally dwarfs Cardin Winchester, his former bully. And the sharp glare from his right eye sent shivers down his spine in a dangerous way.
As Jaune noticed, which he was sure the other two, or at least Ren noticed was the visitor's attire. It seemed... Oldish? Long grey overcoat, leather pants and a shirt strapped on with four belts. With boots reaching past his knees and wrist guards. The most noticeable part was the mask and the withered hat. No doubt was the man before them prepared for whatever it is that comes his way.
"Your blonde friend seems to be enjoying herself." the stranger spoke to Pyrrha, who was sitting upright on her bed.
Blonde? He must be talking about Yang, maybe that's why they heard a scream. Understandable considering Yang's frequent perverted actions.
The conversation between the stranger and Pyrrha continued and finally did Jaune decide to ask. "Excuse me, sir. Can I ask who you are?"
The stranger turned his attention to Jaune. "My apologies, I am called Xyneryh. Though, others prefer to call me by Syn."
"Okay..? So Mr. Syn?" Jaune said cautiously, unsure whether he'd pronounced the name correctly. "Umm..."
"What is your relationship with our teammate?" Ren asked in place of Jaune.
"Relationship? One could say that I am her... Acquaintance of sorts."
"So why did she look like Ren in the mornings?" Nora asked with haste.
"Nora."
"What? You always look tired after breakfast!" Nora argued. "Anyways! What are you doing with her?! Is it this? Is it that?" Nora acted out multiple roles, some were training related, some business related and some miscellaneous acts. One act although was Nora penetrating a hole made with her left hand with a finger from her other hand. And Jaune and Pyrrha blushed, while Ren reprimanded Nora.
"Hmm? One of them I can presume was a sexual act." Xyneryh analysed. "Not to worry, nothing of the sort occurred. However if you truly want answers."
"Ohh~~~. Gimme the juice!"
"Quit it Nora."
"You must prove your worth." Xyneryh stated with authority as he stared down at the three teammates, despite him sitting down, and the atmosphere around him darkened. Even the bubbly Nora dared not to confront him.
Pyrrha let out a small giggle while she covered her mouth, effectively erasing the tension earlier. "Stop it teacher, it's not that a big deal."
"Teacher!?" Jaune shouted.
"Yep! This man is my combat teacher!" Pyrrha stated with pride.
"You mean to say that this man is the reason for your excellent fighting techniques?" Ren asked curiously.
"No, it is her natural prowess with combat. I merely demonstrated Nikos techniques." Xyneryh glanced at Pyrrha, who stared back expectantly. "And had her spar with myself... on occasions. Truthfully, I do not know the reason I was given the moniker. "
Pyrrha beamed with pride.
"Though, she had not once bested me within ten years." Xyneryh chuckled, remembering the frustrations Pyrrha showed for her consecutive losses against him and his... Comrades, even the times where she was so close to achieving her first win.
Pyrrha puffed her cheeks and pouted. "You didn't need to mention that."
"Whoa! You mean the Pyrrha had someone she lost too all the time!?" Nora shouted with excitement. "Lemme in on the action!"
"Nora, don't."
"Of course, she is not invincible. Nikos is only human." Xyneryh stood up from his seat and stood near Pyrrha. "But still, it fills me with pride knowing our little Pyrrha has grown to become an independent fighter." Xyneryh ruffled Pyrrha's hair as a gesture of approval. Pyrrha, much to the party's surprise seemed to lean in and appreciated the gesture. "I presume she has told one of you that she was far too excellent for others?"
"Yep, me. Does that mean you watched her tournaments?"
"I understand from her experiences, that her opponents were not as difficult compared to myself. Although," Xyneryh took out a scroll from his coat pocket. "Her having to teach me to use this contraption is possibly second to that."
Xyneryh unlocked the scroll with the 'lockscreen' photo showing incredibly tall men in particular and identical attire pointing their swords at a direction.
Pyrrha was in the corner also performing the same pose but with her usual weapons of Miló and Akoúo̱. The height difference between Pyrrha and the men was literally night and day.
"These scrolls are nothing of the sort I know of." Xyneryh fiddled around with the scroll, later showed them a video of a young Pyrrha absolutely decimating her opponents in tournaments. Before switching to a video of the current Pyrrha being outmatched by one of those tall men in strange attire in a arena like area.
Pyrrha was outclassed in close quarters, range weaponry was meaningless and her shield provided little support.
Not even Polarity seemed to work, as when Pyrrha did attempt to use it, the opponent seemed to broke out with strength alone, which was strange as the men wore polarisable materials everywhere.
Pyrrha pouted once again, not wanting to remember the times she was bested, over and over and over and over again.
"Well, to think I would see the day Pyrrha has met her match." Ren commented.
"Since Nikos deemed it shareable," Xyneryh later changed the video to Pyrrha battling one of the men once again, this time however, the opponent occasionally seemed to imbue flames onto his weapons naturally and without the need of Dust as Ren needed to point out. And also was this opponent noticeably far superior in combat compared to the previous similarly dressed opponent Pyrrha fought.
"This one is teacher." Pyrrha stated.
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"Wait, this one is you?" Jaune asked, pointing at the man in the video, then at Xyneryh.
He nodded.
"That's so cool! You were like fwoosh! And bam! And shyuuu!" Nora shouted while loosely describing the combat they saw in the video. "And then fire busted outta nowhere!"
Silently, Xyneryh chuckled at Nora's optimism. "Little Nikos will one day learn to harness these flames for her own."
"Well! Teach me that too!"
Xyneryh turned his attention to the windows and gazed at the fractured full moon, and his eyes sharpened hardened briefly, noticeable by only Pyrrha. "I believe it is time for me to be on my way." Xyneryh stood up and walked to the door. "Take care now Pyrrha."
"Farewell!"
"And you lot as well. Enjoy your evening. " Xyneryh turned his attention to the other three team mates.
"Wait, Mr Syn."
"Is there something you need?"
"I just wanted to say that... On behalf of Team JNPR, thank you for training Pyrrha."
"Your gratitude is welcomed, Arc."
"You already know of us?"
"Pyrrha shared some tales. But enough chitchat, I bid you all farewell."
"See ya later, tall giant man."
"Take care out there."
"Yeah, same."
Xyneryh nodded, after adjusting the withered hat he wore and pulled up his mask. Xyneryh opened the dorm door and ducked underneath to prevent his head from bumping the top frame. Then he exited, but not before closing the door out of courtesy.
"Seriously, how tall is he?" Jaune asked.
As Xyneryh walked further and further, did the QnA of JNPR grow more quiet. But the shouting grew louder and louder as Xyneryh walked closer to team RWBY's dorm room.
"Y-yang! Stop taking photos!" (Y/N) shouted behind the doors.
"Nope~, I'm using it as my lockscreen. And viola~."
Xyneryh let out a low chuckle. 'Children these days. That child really is different from the (Y/N) I know.' Xyneryh continued his walk back to the arena. Along the way, he saw a young girl of red with another of white heading opposite the direction he was going.
"And then my dear Weiss, Uncle Qrow rescued Yang and I from the beowolf."
"Ruby, I know I asked about your uncle, but did you need to tell me your entire life story?"
"Well duh~. You know everything about me and I'll know everything about you."
"I didn't agree to this!"
Xyneryh noticed their colours seemed to correspond with the initials of their names. The red one's name was 'Ruby' and the white one's was 'Weiss'.
Then a black haired girl approached the two.
"Ruby, where did you place my book?" the black one asked the red one.
"Ohh. Blake, I dunno what you're talking about."
Another colour coordinated initial. Interesting.
"You know what I mean. Please return it."
"Nah, I wanna show Yang the 'katana' when we get back."
"Ruby."
If Xyneryh recalled, the yellow one from before was the one called 'Yang'. He presumed the four were in the same team from the conversation between these three. And if he remembered the stories Pyrrha had told him, then these four were team RWBY.
And they were heading back to their dorms.
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Ahh.
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R18+ Material from this point.
(Y/N) struggled to free his hands from his restraints to no avail. As well as his legs.
He doesn't remember when it happened. But at some point Yang took her mischief way too far. Even beyond Yang forcefully replacing his undergarments with Ruby's panties. And he certainly doesn't want to know when his best friend developed a bondage fetish. Yang even commented on his little cock, calling it "Adorably cute" .
And now, he could only watch in shock as Yang decided to bring out the toys.
"Y-yang? What are you doing with t-that?" (Y/N) asked in shock.
"Some fun." Yang answered blankly. "How else will I mark you as mine?"
"N-not like this!" (Y/N) shouted as he glanced at the black artificial appendage Yang held in her hand.
"Too bad. We're doing it this way~."
"Eeek!" (Y/N) struggles even harder.
"Your resistance is futile~." Yang teased as she overpowered (Y/N) and forced him on his stomach. His rear raised high in the air and ripe for the taking.
Yang momentarily admired the perfect view and then continued. Pulling down the panties she'd just put on around five minutes ago revealing (Y/N)'s little pink hole. "Aww. Look at how cute your butt is~."
"Y-yang... p-please... no more..." (Y/N) pleaded as he struggled to turn his head sideways to face Yang. "Y-you're going too far..."
"Too far? Nah, it's just my way of saying..." Yang leaned down towards (Y/N)'s ear. "Be mine forever~".
When Yang said those words, (Y/N) was overcome with emotions he was unsure of. His hole twitched in excitement, which did not go unnoticed by Yang.
"Aww, it's twitching." Yang cooed as she slowly inserted a finger inside. (Y/N) responded naturally and he instinctively tilted his head backwards.
"N-no...! T-that's dirty...!"
"Hmm~." Yang moved her finger up and down, sending (Y/N) closer to a state of pleasure as she continuously touched the prostate.
(Y/N) moaned. His length was hardening and Yang felt the need to play with it.
Yang took out her finger from (Y/N)'s hole, and inserted her tongue inside. Sending (Y/N) to near orgasm as Yang's warm tongue freely explored its new territory. While Yang continued eating out (Y/N), she gently caressed the boy's gentitalia and passionately pumped his cock. Effectively sending (Y/N) into a spasm.
Yang continued to pump, caress and eat out until (Y/N) came. (Y/N) moaned as essence flowed out rapidly, essentially covering Yang's hand with sperm. "Wow, you're a big boy now aren't cha~?" Yang teased, staring at her hand. She licked off the substance from her hand and swallowed tenderly.
"Pl-please..." (Y/N) tried to beg his best friend to stop, his irises dulling, face becoming brighter and breathing becoming more raspy.
"Hmm~? Please... continue? Gotcha~!"
Yang went off to strip herself of her clothing, which left her in her rather revealing panties and bra. It matched her blonde locks and her right breast had her logo embedded.
Once done, Yang attached a black appendage onto her crotch. Tightening it to ensure it wouldn't slip off.
Yang headed back to the boy who was unable to feel his legs. There, she guided the tip of her 'cock' to (Y/N)'s continuously twitching hole, and... she rammed it inside.
(Y/N) screamed from the forceful entrance. Yang kept thrusting inwards and outwards relentlessly and not giving the poor boy any moments of rest.
As Yang leaned forward, she used her weight and pushed her breasts to both trap and arouse her childhood friend. Grabbing his hips into a tight grip so she could thrust with greater speed, control and ferocity.
"Ahh! Y-yang! I'm c-coming!"
Yang stopped before (Y/N) could release for the second time.
"Y-yang..?"
"Master."
"W-wha--?"
"I told you to call me Master."
"Y-ya--."
"Call me master," Yang pulled out the length slowly. "or I'm taking it out."
"Bu--"
"Now."
"M-Master! Please f-fuck me! M-make me yours f-forever!" (Y/N) pleaded.
Yang pulled up and flipped (Y/N) to face her, pulling him into her breasts. "Aww~! I'm sorry for treating you like that! I just wanted you to call me master!" As Yang once again pushed (Y/N) on the bed and on his back.
Yang lifted (Y/N)'s tender legs for easier access to the rear. Once again, she penetrated (Y/N). And this time, it was passionate and most of all, consensual.
Yang gaved her partner kisses while pleasuring everywhere else in a rapid pace.
(Y/N) wrapped his legs around Yang's hip, seemingly intent on keep Yang from removing herself from him.
Yang continued to fuck (Y/N) over and over and over and over. All until the eventual build up from pleasure.
"Ahh! M-Master! I-it's coming out!"
"Hurry and release it over me~."
(Y/N) released the build up of sperm that had accumulated throughout their passionate acts with a rather loud moan. The essense was released everywhere it could reach.
Yang pulled out the appendage from the rather exhausted maid. She wiped off the sperm that had landed on rather seductive places, and she swallowed it all down. "Sweet~."
Yang sat on the bed, panting. It was quite a workout, but it was worth it since now her best friend is now hers forever. Yang couldn't be anymore glad.
Yang felt (Y/N)'s sticky essence on the bed sheets, and it's definitely never gonna come... off.....
.......
"CRAP! This was Blake's bed!"
Yang heard a knocking on the door.
"... Shit."
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People still read this book?
Come on y'all, there's better writers out there. And faster ones too.
Sorry, just depressed to shit when I found out Avicii died.