Hello all, and welcome to the last piece of dragon smut featuring Team RWBY, and as promised, it's Yang's turn. After this, I have two different ideas for Playtime chapters, an experimental ship for this fic by way of a new oneshot chapter, and a few OC chapters. Feel free to let me know which of these you'd like to see first, or if you have an alternate suggestion. For now though, enjoy~

Yang wiped sweat from her brow with her forearm. It had been weeks and there was still no sign of Ruby. Yang didn't feel like resting, even though she knew that Blake was right about the need, so she'd been going out to search even when Blake insisted they take rests, but now it was starting to catch up with her. No matter how worried she was, she really did need a rest… That, and the hot spring she'd stumbled upon made for a tempting diversion…

"I guess it wouldn't hurt to just take a quick dip…" Her mind made up, Yang glanced around in a rather pointless gesture of modesty before she started undoing her top, "Come on Yang… what are you even worried about… there's nobody for miles…"

Her boots slipped off and her shorts hit the ground next, and she didn't hesitate to unclasp her bra now that she'd assured herself that no one was around. Lastly she stripped off her panties and left them with her shorts. The plain black cotton was still a little racy for her tastes, but they were comfortable if nothing else, so she hadn't ggotten on Qrow's case too hard about his choice of birthday gifts. If only they hadn't come with the sly winks and jibes about still 'having her V-card' she might have let him off the hook for it… but that was another matter. For now, Her concerns just needed to include her skin and the nice, warm water…

"Oh yeah… That's nice…" She purred as she submerged her body up to the chest and let herself spread under the water, "Nice and warm…"

Yang allowed herself to float into the spring, naked as the day she was born and not caring – it just felt so good. Modesty, worry, caution… one by one she let her cares seep away, so much so that she let herself lose track of where her body ended and the water began. As she let her mind blur, Yanngg's hands subconsciously migrated over her body, one cupping her right breast and the other gingerly rubbing her clit with two fingers as she squeezes her nipple. She'd never gone all the way, but she'd indulged like this before, and mixed with the heat of the water, the tingling sensation Yang was giving herself was simply divine. She'd be mortified if anyone saw her touching herself like that, but fortunately there was no one around. Or so Yang thought…

Without Yang's notice, the water began to bubble more dramatically, more steam rising from the surface. Beneath the surface of the water, a pair of red-orange eyes opened, and swirling eddies of bubbles flow up towards the surface from the beast's snout as It raised it's head from the smoothed pebbles of the spring bed. The drake had slumbered in the bed of the spring for months, having hibernated through the winter and elected not to rouse himself from his comfortable place – at least until his resting place was disturbed. His first instinct would have been to burn the trespasser to cinders and return to his slumber, but upon seeing the voluptuous feminine form of the intruder, the Drake reconsidered.

Yang yelped and clenched her thighs together as she suddenly felt something thick and incredibly hot slither across her virgin folds, thrashing and nearly sinking as the feeling sent trembling spasms through her. Yang struggled to get herself righted again, only to have it lick her again, more firmly, and slowly this time. Yang yelped and frantically tried to paddle her way to shore – or at least somewhere she could touch the bottom – as she tried to cover hersex with her other hand. She managed to get her knees onto the bottom of the spring and her hand out as far as the shore, but then something heavy and scaled came down on her ankle, and she grunted in discomfort, but that complaint was swiftly overwritten as a horned, reptilian headburst from the water, puffs of steam and smoke drifting from its nostrils.

"W-What the hell!?" Yang struggled, only to be swatted onto her stomach as the drake heaved himself out of the water after her.

*Cease your resistance human female, have I not pleased you?*

"P-Pleased me!?" Yang blinked, "W-what do you mean…? Aren't you… gonna eat me or something…?"

*That would be a waste… one does not devour the bearer of his eggs…*

"The what…"

*I wish to breed you* He answers matter-of-factly, removing his claws from her legs, *You have disturbed my slumber and I have spared your life. Now you must compensate me for my trouble…*

"C-Compensate…?" Yang squeaked, "I-I um… well…"

*I will take what I desire if you will not give it… * he lowered his head to smell her, *Yet you smell obliging…*

Yang swallowed, "W-Well I did want my first time to be… special… though this wasn't what I had in mind…"

The drake snorts smoke, losing patience *Give yourself or be taken, human…*

Yang swallowed, looking over her decidedly insistent suitor. His scales bore a resplendent gleam as the water amplified the sun reflecting from his scales, and now that she got a good look at him, she could se that he was the size of a horse. If the rest of him held true to this, then…

"W-Will you even… fit…?"

He licks her folds again, this time lingering just inside her folds with the tip of his tongue, *I will make certain of that…*

Yang gasped in pleasure, letting a little whimper slip past her lips, "F-Fuck…d-do it! Take me!"

He let out a growl that resembled a purr, and without further delay, he plunged his thick, hot tongue deep inside her and broke her open. Yang yelped, throwing her head back as her hips bucked and a trickle of blood seeped from her to mix with the water still slicking her naked thighs. The scent of blood only added to the drake's lust, and he forced his tongue all the way inside her to the point that it curled against her cervix and his teeth scraped against her skin, and the feeling of his razor-sharp fangs against that most sensitive of places brought her a masochistic pleasure like nothing else. Yang whimpered and moaned as she felt his tongue curl and churn inside her, and then he took it a step further as the tip of his tongue wriggled its way through her cervix. Yang grunted, eyes bulging in first abrupt discomfort, and then unimaginable pleasure as he tasted her to the very core, pervading her body with heat as she'd never known before…

"W-Wow…" Yang gaped when finally he withdrew his tongue from her pussy, "T-That was… A-A thing…"

*Now, on your knees female…* The Drake doesn't' wait for her to catch her breath, instead roughly rolling her onto her stomach against the pebbled shore, *I wish to mount you now*

Excitedly, Yang nodded, eager to obey if actually mating with him held even a candle to what she'd just experienced. For his part, the Drake did not tarry in satisfying her curiosity, as the feeling of scales pressed to her back and the throbbing heat between her legs that was not her own were any indication… Looking down between her own breasts she could just barely glimpse the thing that now rubbed against her clit. His member, it seemed, matched his horse-like size, and was certainly even thicker, particularly near the base. It had to be nearly a foot long, promising her hours of bliss in sole exchange for the use of her womb… Perhaps she may have thought longer about it under different circumstances, but presently Yang couldn't distance herself from her erstwhile virginity fast enough. Moaning, she squeezed her thighs together around it while she had the chance, just to feel what it was like to have him against her clit, but after that he was in control…

Yang squirmed and whimpered as he thrusted into her, his prodigious cock spreading her to the core before pulling back. Yang seized upon the moment's respite to heave as many deep breatths as she could before she was spread again. The second thrust almost knocked her onto her stomach, but she remained on her hands and knees by force of will, gripping fistfuls of pebbles as her walls pulsed around the huge reptilian shaft. She weakly managed to rock her hips back against him, trying to slip into his slow but heavy rhythm, but then she felt him bulge inside her. Just as she realized that she was being knotted, the drake snarled and forced her down onto her face and breasts, picking up speed and force as he fucked her, claiming her as his bitch, and Yang was in ecstasy… her hair sparked, her eyes flashed crimson, and she screamed into the ground as she climaxed, his knot first stretching her womanhood and then locking his length inside her, just shy of breeching her cervix as his nigh-boiling seed filled her, setting her aflame with pleasure and making her collapse beneath him.

"F-Fuck… yes…"

*Now… bear my young…*He growls.

"A-Anything…." Yang moaned, and then grunted, hands snapping to her stomach, "O-Oh god… that was fast…."

The drake merely purred as he watched Yang's back arch even as her stomach began to swell. Yang rolled onto her spine, moaning as her stomach turned over and she tried to curl up to a fetal position – or as best she could with her swelling womb. Her eyes were wide open as, in addition to the bloating and stretching associated with her sudden impregnation, burning pain lanced through her upper back and the base of her spine, until a moment later the drake pressed his snout to her forehead and magic sparked between them. In that very instant Yang screamed, back arching as a tail covered in golden scales erupted from the base of her spine and similarly lustrous wings sprouted from her back. Her eyes flashed crimson as her stomach reached the size of a melon and a pair of horns emerged from her hair, and moments later, her water broke, fluids pouring from her sex.

"O-Oh fuck that was REALLY fast!"

*As I desire it,*

Yang only whimpers in response, trying to roll onto her back, spreading her wings to minimize discomfort, and then instinctually spreading her legs. She could feel it coming now, and let out a scream as her cervix abruptly dilated all at once, causing her to spasm in pain. She wasn't so much giving birth as having the baby dragon inside her escape her womb, lively and kicking. Her body shuddered and bucked as the baby's scaly snout emerged from her folds, and she whined in discomfort as the baby drake's head and broader shoulders soon followed. Yang grits her teeth and pushes, desperate to get the little dragon out , but it felt like a small eternity of pushing, stretching – almost tearing - before she finally succeeded and was able to collapse upon the ground, exhausted.

*Excellent...* he takes the chick in his jaws and lays it across her chest to nuzzle, *She is healthy… it seems you will serve as a mate after all…*

Yang half whines, half moans as she clutches the hornless baby drake, smooth, rounded nubs where her horns would grow in, "W-well hi there…" The now-lethargic baby dragon chirped in response, and Yang giggles, kissing her snout, "Virginity to motherhood in under thirty minutes… wow…"