Chapter 7

Blake walked a bit away from the camp and wagon. She needed to clear her head. Yang would be with them for two more days at least, and she had absolutely no idea what to say to her. She had never seen Yang like this, her semblance seemingly constantly on. Yang must be constantly angry being and me, she thought. Well, might as well just keep my head down and try to get through the trip, since she is way to mad at me.

"Hey Blake" A female voice said behind her.

Jumping, Blake swiftly drew her weapon. However after turning around she saw that it was Amber. She must have gotten near while Blake was lost in thought. "Oh, hi. Sorry about that, didn't hear you coming near."

Looking a bit frightened, Amber settled down from having a weapon drawn on her. "It is fine, it really is. Feel like everyone is a bit on edge after today." Blake nodded in agreement. She looked so very tired, Amber thought. Realizing Blake was deferring to her to speak, Amber continued. "So uh, that's Yang? We talked to her a little on the trip here. Mostly about Whitley and me. Oh also about her sister, that seemed to relax her a bit."

"Yeah I know, I heard." Blake replied. She had noticed the conversations, and Yang steering clear talking about anyone but Ruby.

"Oh you did? I thought we were being quiet, not that there was anything to hide. I'm uhh surprised you could." Amber now blushing, remember her and Whitley's previous escapade in the wagon.

"Yeah, you know" Blake wiggled her cat ears "These sometimes come in handy."

"Ah…" Amber replied, just needing to know. "So did you… maybe the other day… also hear us?" She managed to whisper the last part out of embarrassment. Blake looked away and nodded.

"Sorry… before I realized what happened you two sounded like you were enjoying yourselfs. And I mean it is basically your honey-moon more or less. Don't tell Whitley please… Lets just… drop this and talk about something else." Blake was blushing now, trying to hide the fact that was not fully the reason she kept listening to the passionate acts.

Amber, a bit surprised but also curious because she was picking up that Blake might have even enjoyed listening in, complied. "So if we aren't talking about that, let's talk about Yang. Are you going to talk to her? I know she seems mad, but Yang also looks extremely sad. I don't begin to act like I understood everything that went down, but for all you know this might be the last good chance you can talk to her. I think you owe it to yourself to give it a try."

Blake looked back at the fox Faunus whose tail was twitching nervously. Sighing, Blake spoke "You're probably right… She just doesn't even seem to want talk. I'll try tomorrow though, I learned a long time ago that running from problems seems easier, but is hardly ever the right choice. I'll try tomorrow. And thanks." She finished, giving Amber one last glance, trying not to think of the sounds of giving Whitley a blowjob. "Lets head back to camp, everything looks fine around here."

Both Faunus walked back towards camp. Upon arriving, Blake settled down on the front of the wagon to keep watch for a bit. Amber bid her a goodnight, then headed toward her tent. Heat began to form in her cheeks and lower regions, remembering that Whitley means to pay her back for earlier. Quickly fumbling with the zipper, she went inside the tent. Inside she saw Whitley waiting. He had on white silk pajamas, and was replacing upon his sleeping bag. She smiled "Well, that talk went well hopefully." She turned around to close the tent door. However even though Whitley bought them a soundproof tent, she decided to leave a small gap open in the door in case Blake truly did enjoy it. She smiled to herself and blushed thinking about Blake listening and enjoying herself to the sounds of Whitley and her making love.

Whitley couldn't help but notice the naughty smile on his fiancé's face. "Well, now it's my turn to return the favor darling." As he said this, he moved to be next to her quickly, trapping her lips in a passionate kiss. She raised her arms, letting him pull her top over her head and tossed it to the side. He slid one hand onto the small of her back, pulling her closer. Both began to moan fervently in the kiss. The tension of the past few days had certainly gotten to both of them, each were eager for release. The other hand worked up to start unclipping her bra to give him access to her perky breasts. As soon as they were free, Whitley moved down to kiss her cheek, then her neck, then above her breast, then quickly found one of her already hard nipples and wrapped his lips around it. Though Whitley did love kissing Amber, he loved hearing the noises she made when he sucked on her tits. His hand that had unhooked the bra moved down to begin working on her pants. Amber quickly helped him, getting out of her pants, revealing red lace panties she was wearing. Whitley could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. He finally released her nipple from his mouth, kissed down her chest, her belly button, then kissed the already moist portion of her panties.

Amber now was laid out on her sleeping bag when Whitley began to tease her. She could feel his heavenly mouth kissing the thin layer of fabric that she had on. Normally she would quickly pull them off and let Whitley get to work, but this was his night to please her. She would let him do what he wished, intrigued to see where it goes. She was quickly reward when Whitley grabbed the panties with his teeth, pulling them down. Amber raised her legs to let Whitley free her of the last scrap of clothing. Once done, he spread her legs apart, and moved in-between him. One hand wrapped around her thigh, the other moved to grab a breast. Amber moaned loudly as Whitley liked her wet core. She could feel his tongue travel up and in-between her folds. The one hand kneading and massaging her breast.

Whitley knew he would never get tired of her taste. Being sure to touch upon all of her sensitive spots, he kept his tongue busy. He gave equal focus to sucking and licking her clit, as well as plunging his tongue deep into her folds. She sounded like she was enjoying it he knew, but it was time to turn it up a little bit he thought. Her tail moving back in forth by her side. He raised up for a little, grabbing her tail, and brought it to her mouth. He whispered "To help you keep quiet". Amber opened her mouth, gently biting down on her tail. Whitley quickly moved back down to continue eating her out. His hand around her thigh moved down to massage her clit.

Amber moaned fervently through her tail. Her tail had always gotten more sensitive when she was horny. Now that she was biting it, along with Whitley's very needed touch on her lower region began to put her on edge. She felt her climax coming on quickly. Whitley's tongue was just hitting all of the right spots. Lost in pleasure, Amber threw her head back moaning loudly in pleasure as she felt her release come. Legs clamped around Whitley's head, keeping him in place. He kept licking and swallowing all of her cum, allowing her to ride her orgasm out.

Whitley could feel her body quivering as he drank her sweet nectar. After about a minute, she finally quieted and ceased twitching. Pulling his head out from between her legs, he saw her still dazed from the pleasure. Not wanting her to get too much rest, since this night is all about her. Getting on his knees, He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her to him. He quickly pulled down his pajama pants down to his knees, pulling out his throbbing cock. She looked to him, a mixture of love and lust in her eyes. He teased her soaking entrance with the tip of his penis, rubbing it in her folds. Once he felt Amber was ready to go again, he slowly pushed his cock into her. Both let out needy moans. Whitley kept pushing forward until her was fully hilted in her warm folds.

Amber felt his dick fill her up. She could feel her folds wrap tightly around his cock. It was massaging all of her most sensitive spots, extremely sensitive due to her recent climax. Slowly, she felt Whitley began to move. He quickly sped up falling into a fast rhythm. With one hand she placed it on his chest, the other to her right breast, groping and pinching her hard nipple. Tail still in mouth, she couldn't help but moan fervently. She wrapped both her legs around Whitley, and pulled him closer. Spitting out the tail of her mouth, she began to fervently kiss him. Through the sheer intensity and pace that Whitley was thrusting in and out of her, Amber felt her second orgasm rapidly approaching. He was fully hilting himself deep inside of her every time he thrust. Releasing him with her legs, Amber began to spasm as her second orgasm came. Her whole body twitched and shook as she rode out her high, leaving both of them breathless. Whitley pulled out of her, laying down beside her. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. Amber nestled into his hold, quickly drifting off to sleep after a long day.

Meanwhile Outside the Tent

Blake sat on the wagon for a bit, looking around to make sure no Grimm or bandits were nearby. Finally satisfied, Blake headed off to her tent. Her cat ears began to twitch, picking up faint sounds. As she moved closer to the tents, she quickly realized what these sounds were. Ambers muffled moans, the sound of skin slapping into skin. Blake quickly went into her tent as she felt her core heat up, relieving herself from her clothes. Settling down, her hands wandered. One groping her already hard nipple. The other slipped in between her moist folds. Earlier Amber had seen right through her, but did not seem to mind that Blake overheard them. Imaging what the couple was up to, Blake began to pump in and out two fingers. Pinching her nipple and biting her lower lips, she attempted to hold back moans of pleasure. She managed to only let out small needy whimpers as she sped up. Hearing the moans of Amber grow louder, Blake knew she was about to finish. Speeding up, Blake quickly found her end approaching as well. Finally, Blake heard Amber out a loud staggered moan, which helped send Blake over the edge as well. She came hard, much harder than she had in a very long time. Catching her ragged breath, she put on her coat again to make one last round in the camp.

The Next Day.

Blake quickly broke down her tent, as well as the couples while they loaded the cart. Eventually, Yang came out of the wagon to get some fresh air and to stretch. Her hair was a mess, eyes purple, with a few sleep lines upon her face. Amber and Whitley took this chance to go in the wagon and get settled for the trip to come. Blake got to her position on the wagon as well. She looked at Yang who looked back. For the first time since seeing her, Blake met her eyes. Yang blinked, her eyes changing back to red. Blake looked away and down, but scooted over, making room for her up front. Yang paused for a second, looking at her former teammate. She seemed to contemplate sitting next to her or not. She let out a deep sigh, and hopped up next to Blake. Blake got the wagon going soon after.

The pair sat in silence for most of the morning. Yang put in earbuds for the beginning parts of it, looking off to the sides of the cart. Blake sat in silence watching the road and what lay before them. Even without speaking, Blake did feel a little comfort in knowing that Yang was still watching out for dangers, helping Blake in her duties. Blake was able to occasionally pick up the music Yang listened too. Most of it seemed to be Rock and Roll, with the occasional ballad. She could have sworn she heard one of Weiss' songs as well, one that she sung before coming to Beacon. Yang would occasionally take a drink from her flask. Eventually, Yang stopped her music, pulling out her earbuds and looked straight ahead. Blake could feel the nervousness in her stomach grow, unsure what to say.

"Tha-Thank you. For coming and helping with Raven." Blake finally spoke, just louder than a whisper.

"Don't worry about it. She can be a pain for a lot of people." Yang said almost dismissively. Then, silence for a bit. Both sat there, unable to say anything. Eventually, the yellow-haired brawler spoke up "So the Schnee huh? From all that Weiss said about him, not too bad."

"Yeah, both of them have been very nice and polite so far. They tell you for the reason of this trip?" Blake replied, deciding it was much easier to talk about others rather than each-other. Yang nodded.

"Mostly"

"They want Weiss to come to their wedding, and want me to her my opinion of them two. Long road ahead, but so far they do seem sincere. Don't doubt they love each other, but I still have my reservations about Whitley. I've had to deal with his father for far too long to be quick to jump to a conclusion."

"That's fair. Being head of the White Fang you probably had to put up with a lot of ol' Schnee's bullshit." Yang spoke, taking a drink from her flask. "Guessing that has been taking up most of your time since… well the last past couple of years."

Blake nervously fidgeted. "Yeah… been mostly that. Adam fucked up a lot of things when he took charge. Set back the Faunus a couple of years. I was fortunate enough to have my family, Sun, and Il-Ilia. All of them have been a good help. Uh… how about you? What have you been up to the past few years?"

Taking a long drink, Yang finally responded. "Not much. Getting contracts, dealing with Grimm and bandits. Being a huntress like we trained to be." A long pause passed between the two again.

Nearly tearing up, Blake whispered "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Yang looked at her former partner, a mix of sadness, anger, and surprise on her face. Finally, she responded. "Me too."

"I should have won… If I had not fucked up, they wouldn't have had to save me. It was my fau-"

"STOP." Yang almost shouted, stopping the cart and her hair flaring up brightly. Eyes filled with fire, looking towards Blake. "You do not get this one." Voice lowering in volume. "We were fighting practically a fucking god. Do you know who she was fighting before you?"

Blake nodded no.

"It was me. She was fighting me. I stepped up to protect you and I failed. I went down… I couldn't protect myself… I couldn't protect you. What kind of fucking huntress am I if I cannot protect the people I love? Every day since then, I have made sure to try to help people. But I don't deserve or cant afford for people to get close. Because when push comes to shove, I can't save them. I couldn't save… you. I couldn't save Qrow. I couldn't save my dad." Yang's voice had fallen in volume until she whispered out the last few sentences. Her hands covered her face, as her elbows met her knees.

Blake sat there in stunned silence. Realizing this whole time, Yang wasn't mad at her, but at herself. She did not know what to say. Slowly, she pulled up her arm and put it on her former lovers shoulder. Yang initially pulled away, but then settled in. Letting the hand rest there, Blake got the wagon going once again down the road, racking her brain on to how to respond.

/* End of Chapter notes

Hope you have enjoyed this most recent chapter! Had a mix of smut and some plot. Hopefully Yang/Blake relationship seems natural with the previous events that transpired. Oh meant to put this down a few weeks ago, but with Volume 6 going on (HYPE) I will not be adding info from that series, unless it is easy to do so within the story. So as the group journeys to atlas and we most likely see more Whitley, it will not change where this story is headed. As always, please let me know what you thought of the chapter! Love replying to messages, as well as seeing my story get followed, makes writing much more enjoyable.

Sincerely, WeissSoSerious */