Deflowering
Weiss Schnee is exhausted.
Not just tired, sleepy, or spaced out, the young woman quite literally feels drained. Stumbling out of her small, white minivan, putting one foot in front of the other feels like a challenge in of itself. Without the support of her wife to lean on, it probably would be impossible. Standing loyally at her side as a bodyguard, Ruby is with her every step of the way. Seeing her lack of energy firsthand, she is now kind enough to drive her home.
Even off the clock, she stands as a rock, letting the snowy-haired woman rest her head in the crook between her neck and broad shoulders.
“One step in front of the front of the other, just like that. Come on, Snowpea, you’re almost there!”
Ruby’s silver eyes widen, her cheeks flush a light pink as she feels the smaller woman nuzzling close to her. With Weiss’s serious demeanor and focus, few venture to make eye contact with her. Fewer still have managed to touch her, even with something as simple as a handshake. Those with more inappropriate intentions will not only have to contend with Weiss’s icy gaze, but also the wrath of her muscular escort.
“Right through here, boss!” Ruby giggles, holding the doors to their spacious Atlas home open for the sleepy manager.
Weiss mumbles quietly, her wife’s head tilts with concern as she shuffles her way inside.
“Now that we’re back, I figured we could watch some cartoons! How about you sit down, and I grab some popcorn and—”
Lacking regard for her wife’s idea, Weiss kicks off her heels and puts her hair down immediately upon entering the door. Slowly ascending the stairs, the steps creak below her feet as her white dress ruffles with the dying wisps of the evening air. Ruby closes the door behind her, hanging her suit jacket on its rack and quickly untying her shoes before stashing the two’s footwear in a nearby closet. Loosening her red tie, Ruby runs a hand through her bob of black hair. Glancing at her seemingly-zombified wife, she sighs with a smile.
“Good night, my Princess.”
Weiss stops dead in her tracks at the top of the stairs. A flash of color rushes to her fair skin. Her body stiffens, as if frozen in place. White hair swishes as her eyes dart to her wife. Her face has grown stern.
“You… sighed.”
“What?”
“When you said, ‘good night’ just now, you sighed!” Weiss frowns.
Ruby’s face drops with worry. Her socked foot taps nervously on the tiled floor. Every part of her seems to fidget, as if trying to process a fair reply. Periodically, her mouth will open and close as if rehearsing what she’ll say next. Finally, she speaks.
“It’s just been a long day, and we’re both tired. Why don’t we—”
“No… you’re, you’re disappointed!” Weiss deduces.
Ruby stares in disbelief. Cocking her head to the side, she places her hands on her hips as she tries to process the absurdity of the statement. A familiar fire has returned to Weiss’s eyes. No longer is she the sluggish wife longing for bed. Now, the high-powered businesswoman has returned.
“Weiss-sicle, what on earth do I have to be disappointed in you for?” Ruby gasps.
“Because I’m not treating you right! All day you’ve been right alongside me, helping me whenever I need it. Everyone else is afraid of me, they only want me when I can give them something. You just do it because you want to help! The least I can do is pay you back.”
“Weiss, that’s really sweet of you, but I don’t think you have to—”
Ruby’s words are cut short from the feeling of Weiss’s thin hand clasped around her wrist. Looking up, her face goes as red as Crescent Rose. Frosty blue eyes glance up at her pleadingly, accentuated with a strong sense of desire. Ruby’s flutters, she can feel her hands tremble. Weiss’s tighten, steadying those of her wife.
“I do! I do have to do this, Rosebud, with you. I don’t want to go to bed alone. I need you by my side, to hold me and make me feel good. Please, for me.”
With a small nod, Weiss smiles brightly. Gripping Ruby tighter, she slowly guides her up the stairs. Striding to their bedroom, Weiss carefully removes her dress before taking care to undress from her underwear. Ruby tries to steady herself, struggling to loosen the buttons on her dress shirt before Weiss leans in. With a smug grin, she lowers Ruby’s hand before embracing her with a kiss, allowing her hands to wander in undressing her.
“Here, let me help with that~”
Weiss knows the effects that her presence can have on people. She notices it very clearly at work. Idle chatter stops. Any lounging workers very quickly find something to do. Language distorts to become much more restrained and professional.
Deep down, she feels out of place.
Always a scared, thin little girl, Weiss very quickly learned that people pick up on her weakness. Her father, her handlers, bullies at school. Defending herself, she quickly learned to use her status as a shield. Though softened and trusting through her experiences with her team, Weiss still feels a need to put up a certain front, a veneer of intimidation for people who wish to do her harm.
With Ruby she doesn’t have to.
Sinking deeper into her lover’s arms, Weiss savors her warmth, her tenderness, her embrace. Letting her hands wander, she lets herself feel her wife, her lean but toned physique. Now, she doesn’t have to fear. With Ruby, she feels safety, security, and comfort.
Ruby has always been tougher than people give her credit for. Ever since she was a little girl, she’s learned to adapt to her surroundings. Adapting to work at Blake’s nonprofit, she quickly became very friendly with the staff there. On occasion, she would hear vulgar statements directed at Weiss. She never understood them.
Weiss’s frail, petite frame never incurred any thoughts of dominance or power in Ruby’s mind. She can see the parts of Weiss that not many can. Her wife is a cool, confident leader. She also is startled by loud noises, scared of needles, and flinches easily from movement. Now, Ruby’s only concerns are making her feel safe and loved.
“You’ve got me all to yourself, you gonna roughen me up?”
Placing gentle kisses along Weiss’s neck, Ruby’s fingers trace up to Weiss’s hair. Moving down to caress her chest, Ruby claps her hands arounds Weiss’s waist. She relishes the way Weiss reacts, feels her tense. The pampered woman pants desperately, the heat of desire creeping throughout her entire body. Ruby’s hands stop at Weiss’s thighs, gently nudging them out of the way.
“Nope!”
Moving to Weiss’s slit, Ruby traces her fingers outside. Gently stroking around her wetness, she never goes too far inside. Slightly teasing hints of release, she goes quickly enough to tantalize, but slowly enough to tease. Greatly enjoying the opportunity, Ruby’s soft and loving hands continue to massage, further stoking the fire burning inside of Weiss. She continues for just a bit longer, until Weiss gasps:
“Just… just do it already!”
Smirking, Ruby swiftly hikes Weiss’s dainty legs onto her shoulder. Bringing her closer to the edge of the bed, she carefully inserts her tongue. Feeling hips buck at her touch, Ruby moves her tongue in circular motions. Weiss’s breath grows quicker as she begins to twitch at the sensation. Their noises grow in sync, Ruby’s from effort and Weiss’s from pleasure.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop—” Weiss moans.
Picking up the pace, Ruby continues to be deft yet conscious with her movements. Her job is to hail Weiss, not to hurt her. Ruby focuses her attention at the bundle of Weiss’s nerves, lapping continuously at her tight folds until cries of pleasure seem to sound off the bedroom walls. Finally, after the continuous sensual rhythms, Weiss’s tension begins to break.
“I-I’m gonna… I’m gonna!”
Weiss’s head falls back against the pillows, every nerve in her firing in ecstasy. Blue eyes seem to roll back, as tremors of satisfaction wrack their way through her. Finally, she begins to still, her breaths beginning to slow down. Slowly regaining her breath, her hands reach for the blankets. Ruby tucks her wife into the bed before crawling in next to her, her arms wrapping carefully around her thin frame.
“Feel better now?” Ruby smiles.
Sighing contentedly, Weiss sinks deeper into her lover’s arms, the two cuddling closer together. Ruby runs her fingers carefully through Weiss’s tousled hair, taking great pains to straighten her tousled locks. Resting her head on her lover’s chest, the pleased girl glances up at Ruby, her eyes having a slight hint of shame.
“I’m sorry.”
“What for?” Ruby whispers in a low voice, pecking Weiss on the forehead. Resting a hand on her face, her fingers trace the outline of her wife’s cheek. Weiss’s head rests in Ruby’s palm, letting herself be held. This continues for a while, a thoughtful silence filling the space as Ruby’s affections begin to slow. Finally, Weiss breaks the silence.
“I’m sorry for snapping at you like that. That was completely uncalled for. I chose this job, and it’s on me to deal with it. Otherwise, I’m just being weak! How am I supposed to be a good boss, a good wife, a good mother…”
An awkward silence fills the room. Weiss buries her face in the pillow. Suddenly, she is overcome by a bout of embarrassment. Taking a few deep breaths, she is filled with a sense of worry at what Ruby might say, finally, she turns to face her.
“M-mother?”
“Don’t you want a family someday, Ruby?” Weiss ponders.
“No! I mean, yes. I mean… later. I’m just not sure I’m ready for that yet, not now.”
“Sure, not now. But one day?”
Ruby’s silver eyes glimmer like stars. Her mouth spreads into the widest smile she’s ever seen. Shaking with excitement, it seems that Ruby can barely contain her excitement at the idea. Weiss can feel stammers of nothing come from her throat. Meanwhile, Ruby can’t help but giggle excitedly.
“Remember that coffee shop we visit whenever we can both catch a break? I remember seeing all these adorably young moms with tiny little strollers. I’d peek inside and see the cutest, chunky little babies! I’d stick my tongue out just for them to laugh the sweetest laughs. I just want some little kiddo I can joke with all day; you know?”
Weiss chuckles at Ruby’s excitement. It’s always been clear that her wife has the compassion and kindness to be a good mom. Whether it was a close friend or even a stranger on the street, her brave bodyguard will go out of her way to brighten their day. In hindsight, it probably should have been more obvious. But now it was her turn.
“What about you? Why does Mrs. Weiss Schnee want a little baby?” Ruby winks.
Truthfully, it takes a while for Weiss to come up with an answer. Shouldn’t it be obvious? Especially with someone like Ruby, it feels like the answer should be right there. Weiss struggles for a while, though. Finally, it becomes evident.
“I want to be better.”
“Who could be better than you, polar bear?” Ruby teases.
“Not better than me, I just don’t want to be like someone else.”
Tonight’s experience has been the opposite of her childhood. Her father’s firm hand faded with Ruby’s softness. Harsh words barked at her became loving ones whispered sweetly. Pressures and expectations from her family melted away with the two of them. It is exactly what she wants for the rest of her life.
“Weiss, you will never be like your father.”
“How do you know?”
“Because you’ll raise our children in a house of love! They won’t have to be huntsmen, or work in Atlas, they can just be our kids. You know firsthand how to grow and be a better person. I know you’ll be there when we need you because I love you.”
“I love you too, Ruby.”
Feeling a great weight taken off her shoulders, Weiss can relax. She will be a good mom. Willow was a good woman who married an awful man. Weiss knows that she’s married a wonderful woman. Her mind buzzes with ideas.
“Being pregnant is going to be weird. I mean, waddling around with some big belly? Hmm, what does kicking feel like? I bet morning sickness is going to suck! I wonder if it feels anything like cramps.”
“We can find out together,” Weiss smiles.
“What? Huh? B-but, what about your job, don’t you want to focus on-“
“Both of us work at a nonprofit, Ruby. I’m sure they have plenty of capable people while I’m on leave. That way, our children have each other, like you have Yang and I have my siblings. You can stay home so they have a mom, and I can keep working to support us!”
“Weiss, if this is what you want, then I want it too.”
As the couple smooch before sharing a snuggle, their minds begin to wander. Their friends can have barbeques in their backyard. Taiyang, Qrow, and their other family can visit. Meanwhile, they get enough income to live comfortably. It will be the perfect life.
With their children to share it with.