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Helping Hands

Chapter 7

Yang ignored her puzzled sister as she stormed out of the team's dorm room, fuming and threatening to break the floor itself with each step she took. Her eyes were blood-red and her hair was like a curtain of flames trailing behind her.

Velvet was so dead when she got her hands on the bunny. How dared she make a move on her darling, innocent sister?! Yang had told her time and again, but apparently the Faunus didn't take her seriously. Big mistake.

Up the stairs she went to the fourth-year students' dorm-rooms, hands clenched into tight fists. She scoured the hallways as she strode through until she finally found CFVY's room and she bristled.

"She'll wish she went to Haven instead when I'm done with her," Yang muttered and raised a fist. Trying her best to control her strength (blah-di-blah pay for repairs yada-yada) she slammed it down into the door repeatedly. "Velvet! Open up! I know you're in there! I have a bone to pick with you!"

A startled shriek emitted from behind the door. "Y-Yang?!"

"Open up, Scarlatina! You're so dead!"

After a full minute of waiting and nearly breaking the door, Yang was just about to when the lock clicked and the door creaked open just a bit. That was enough for the brawler who kicked it fully open and stepped inside before slamming it back shut.

Velvet was cowering at the opposite end of the room, hugging the wall. It didn't look like her team were there. Good.

Yang cracked her knuckles as she walked up to what was essentially her prey. "I thought I fucking told you to stay away from my sister."

"Y-Yang, please listen-"

"Why should I? You clearly didn't." She slammed her palm against the space next to the Faunus' head and lifted the brunette up by the scruff of her t-shirt. "You've got some nerve flirting with Ruby like that. I won't let you have her."

"Y-Yang, that's not-"

"Shut it! You know, I'm so sick and tired of you upperclassmen hitting on Ruby! She's younger than the rest of us, you sicko! I promised dad I would look after her and I intend on keeping my word, she's my precious, innocent little sister and furthermore—!"

Velvet's mind raced until it went haywire. The girl of her dreams and the source to her nightly stress-venting, the bombshell of a woman and sex on legs was too close; it was just the two of them here in the enclosed space and she smelled nice and those lips looked so damn kissable and her cleavage was right there and she was pushing her up against the wall like she had fantasized-

She snapped.

"I must be dreaming…Yang is actually pushing me up against the wall…"

The brawler's words trailed off. "…and…Wait, what was that?"

Realizing what she had just blurted out, Velvet panicked. Caught between her sexual overdrive and frantic realization, the poor Faunus began spouting everything she remembered from her talks with Ruby and hyperventilated. "I like martial arts! I love training and yoga maybe we could train together and perhaps pair up for missions or maybe wanna watch a movie and and and andandandand—!"

"H-Hey, calm down Velvet! I can hardly make out what you're saying!"

"I'm sorry!" Velvet trembled. "I know how bad it may have looked, but Ruby and I are merely friends! I only talked to her about you!"

Yang blinked, her crimson eyes fading back to lilac. She eyed the brunette, puzzled. "I…Wait, what? You're jumping from one thing to another here. You…talked to her about me?"

"The girl I'm interested in wasn't your sister, Yang. It was you. I asked Ruby for your likes and dislikes, how to approach you…Because I wanted to get close to you. I wanted to be your friend and more, but you had this misunderstanding and whenever I did try to talk to you, you would just yell and walk away," Velvet explained. "…I love you, Yang."

Yang staggered backwards, taken aback. No words came to her except, "I'm so sorry. I'm so, SO sorry, Velvet. I was so certain that you…and I didn't listen to…I mean…" She shook her head, dejected and profusely apologized. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I should've been level-headed and listened, but-"

"It's OK, Yang." The blonde looked up at Velvet. The girl was smiling at her, of all things. "I had a hard time approaching you as it was. I was so shy when it came to you."

"I…see. God, I'm such a jerk. I promise I'll make it up to you," said Yang. "I should get back to my room-"

A long leg hooked around her midriff and suddenly Yang was barely an inch away from the Faunus. Velvet was smiling at her – sultry and wicked – as the brunette wrapped her arms around the brawler's neck and lower back. Her breathing was heavy and she wetted her lips. The temperature in the room suddenly spiked.

"Oh, it's OK. I know a few ways you can make it up to me." Velvet leaned in dangerously close. "God, those heated glares you gave me just now stimulates my imagination quite a bit…"

Yang froze up. "Uhm…Velvet…?"

"You know Yang, you were right; there is something about younger girls that I like," Velvet continued. She was practically grinding up against the blonde. "I like them feisty and busty like you. You look like you like it rough, too…and the way you fill out those clothes…"

Yang chuckled nervously. Had Velvet always been this assertive? Furthermore, had she always been this…sexy? The heated, passionate look in her eyes, her nut-brown hair, creamy-pale skin and smooth, toned thighs, and her bust; now that she looked at her up-close, the Faunus had a hot bod! How had she not noticed this before? And why was her fight-or-flight instinct kicking in?

Without warning, Velvet crashed her lips against Yang's.

x.x.x

She had been taken by storm. Overwhelmed by the bunny-Faunus and quickly giving in to base desires, Yang had been stripped completely and Velvet was quick to follow as they tumbled into her bed.

"V-Velvet, please calm d-down-"

"I've always known you had a gorgeous body, Yang…" The Faunus was looming over her, pinning the blonde's wrists over her head and prying her legs apart. "I mean, your bust always was on my mind, but…Fuck, those abs…"

She kissed Yang's neck and applied suction. The blonde squirmed beneath Velvet as her pleasure-centre spiked and as soon as the brunette brushed against her wet sex-

"V-Velvet!"

"You're so wet…" Velvet snickered. "I'm happy that I have this effect on you."

Yang could only squirm and moan beneath the Faunus. She was melting into her touch and succumbed to lust at an alarming rate. She had always been dominant as people put it, but Velvet's assertive side was…something else.

And as Velvet nipped and kissed her skin, and fingered her with the nimbleness in her fingers like a surgeon, Yang could only hold onto her and let it happen.

x.x.x

An hour or two later…

"How do I taste?" Velvet bit her lip and shuddered as she reached her high for the umpteenth time. "I've imagined this for so long, but you're much better than I thought you would be."

Yang clutched at Velvet's thighs with her nose buried in a small triangle of hazel hair. Liquid heat coated her lips and its tangy flavour exploded in her mouth. Each inhale was musky and rich and overwhelmed her senses; she hadn't ever felt this weak, this powerless, and she did not entirely dislike the scenario.

Velvet quivered and clenched her thighs tightly around Yang's head and buried her hands in golden tresses with strings of mewls upon her lips. The blonde was lapping up everything the Faunus was spilling out, running her tongue along a hot path and suckling on a swollen little bundle of nerves. "Oh gods, Yang, don't stop! Don't you dare stop!"

As far as Yang was concerned, she didn't have a choice even if she wanted to stop.

x.x.x

Much later…

The bed rocked back and forth. "Velvet…! Velvet, t-time out already…"

"No," the brunette uttered huskily. With Yang's left leg over her shoulder, Velvet tribbed the moaning, wet mess that was the blonde like she was possessed. "Just a little more…" She shuddered moaned shamelessly before she picked up her pace and created sweet friction. "Oh fuck yes!"

Yang cried out in pleasure as was once again pushed over the edge to euphoria. Velvet just wouldn't stop or slow down! She'd lost count on how many times she had climaxed so far; her whole body ached sweetly similarly to that of a good workout. The bed was stained and her pleasure-centre in her brain was absolutely wrecked.

Blinding hot pleasure spike through her body as Velvet rolled her hips aggressively – but skilfully – and Yang felt her bones melt into pliant hot goo as she moaned out in bliss and slammed her open palm into the bed repeatedly, desperate for a time out.

x.x.x

It was dark outside by the time everything had calmed down. The bed was torn and damp with sweat and other fluids, and Yang's entire body was sore.

She adjusted her clothes and ran a hand through her hair. Her breath was laboured still and her legs wobbly. "So…that was a thing."

"Oh yeah…" Velvet replied huskily. "…You know, Yang…I really do love you. My switch just got flipped and…I mean, that was years' worth of unrequited feelings and pent-up sexual frustration, but I would want nothing more than to take you out on a date and…well, you know…"

Yang cleared her throat. Her cheeks were uncomfortably warm all of a sudden. "I think we're pretty much a thing after what happened tonight. I guess. I need some time to process this, but I wouldn't mind dating you. I mean, I just wasn't expecting you to like me – hell, I thought all this time you were after Ruby and…" She sighed. "I really don't know what to say."

"How about `I'll see you tomorrow´?" Velvet asked, suddenly standing right in front of the blonde. She smiled shyly and meekly fidgeted. "That is… if you want to?"

"…Yeah." Yang smiled at her. "I'll see you tomorrow, Velvet. Say…two?"

The brunette's bunny-ears perked up. "That sounds great." She stepped closer. She chewed on her bottom lip, her cheeks crimson and gaze fluttering. "…Good-night kiss?"

"Oh, now you're all shy?" Yang snickered and pulled the upperclassman close for a kiss; it was gentle this time, loving even. Velvet hugged her, pressed herself up against the busty brawler…and pushed her up against the wall.

She kissed Yang rougher, nipped at her lips, and undid her pants-

"H-Hey! V-Velvet?!"

"Sorry," the Faunus replied with a sultry smirk. "Looks like I still got some energy left…"

"You cannot be serio-" A talented hand dived right underneath the blonde's panties and dipped into pooling heat as Velvet bit into Yang's shoulder. "-ooouufuuckVelvetI'mgoingto-"

With a shuddering cry, Yang clutched onto the older girl. It looked like she wouldn't be getting back to her dorm-room for a while.

x.x.x

By the time Yang managed to leave it was way past midnight. Her body was sore and her sex ached sweetly from overstimulation, and she smelled profusely of sex and Velvet. She was marked with bite-marks and hickeys from throat to collarbone and her lips were slightly bruised and swollen. She could only taste Velvet in her mouth and her precious hair was dishevelled.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Velvet said sweetly and shyly before her full palm slapped against the brawler's ass and palmed its full curve. "Don't be a stranger," she added huskily.

Yang didn't even bother to turn around. "Yeah…see ya…"

As soon as she got back to the dorm-room, she climbed into bed with aching limbs and a dumb smile on her face.