Yang: So, we’re all here to honor my little sis… By making fun of her. As the official flame expert of the group, I will be roast-master.
Weiss: Yeah, you sure are the expert in fire. Thanks to you, I have the Vale fire department on speed-dial.
Yang: Easy there, white privilege! Don’t think Rubes is the only one on the chopping block here.
Blake: It’s not her fault you’ve set half our bed sheets on fire and then put them with what was making you scream~.
Yang: BABE!!! Not in front of the baby!! *points to Ruby*
Ruby: *flips her off*
Yang: Alright, fine, miss mature lady. Then I’m not pulling my punches either.
Blake: It’d be the first time you pull your fist OUT of anything.
Yang: *now bright red* Alright, I’m stepping down, you guys are so eager, I’m passing off the spotlight. Who’s first?
Nora: OOOH!!! ME! ME! *stands up* So, we’re all here to talk about Ruby. And what a gathering it is! Teams RWBY and JNPR, together to take on the toughest challenge of all, our own senses of decency. Oh, who are we kidding? I scrapped mine ages ago! Not so sure about Hello Kitty here though.
*laughter throughout the room*
Nora: But really, this one gets up to some weird stuff. Extra erogenous zones, sensitivity to sounds and smells, catnip as an aphrodisiac, and you know milk isn’t her FAVORITE cream. I’ve seen Yang walk into class bow-legged, and Blake follow with bruises on the sides of her head. Even I can put two and two together. And a ribbon on her weapon? Can you say BDSM? But I’m not saying Blakey is always the instigator. No amount of noise-cancelling headphones can mute her meowing climaxes on a Saturday night. But enough about Yang’s cunning linguistics!
Nora: Let’s move on to… Jauney boy! He’s the worst there is in all of Beacon, but let’s not talk about his bedroom performance! I kid, I kid! 9 Sundays out of 10, Pyrrha complains of a sore throat, and Jaune walks funny. Coincidence? No way. But let’s be fair, he’s probably packing nicely, or gods know Pyr shouldn’t bother. Either his dick is near to the floor, or her taste is. Just kidding. I live with them, hell I’ve had a threesome with them, his sword ain’t the only steely blade passed down through the family.
Nora: But we’re not here to promote Pyrrha’s charity to animals, nursing a constrictor of that size back to health. We’re here for Ruby. The kid swings around a scythe like her sister swings around a silicon pair. KIDDING! I KNOW THEY’RE REAL!! Back to the woman of the hour, boy is she speedy! Zipping around, beheading Grimm, running recon, she’s probably the fastest person alive. I bet Weiss LOVES how that translates to sex. Quickies probably have a whole new meaning with these two. And they never have to worry about clean up, the cum probably blends into Weiss’… everything. That girl is SO pale! But what do you expect, she didn’t get much sun with all those years in the closet. But enough about their favorite date spot! Ruby carries a weapon so large you’d think she was compensating, if she wasn’t a girl. Not to say she has to stay that way, medical science has come a long way, and that haircut screams dude-lady. But truly, you’re the greatest, Ruby. A great leader, fierce warrior, and the only one to make the Ice Queen feel anything besides the stick up her own ass. Not that you’re complaining, leaves the pussy open for business~
Yang: Okay, Nora, that’s enough. You’ve actually taken up most of the free time we have, so we can only manage one more.
Weiss: I’m sure its the first time you’ve only been able to handle one more anything.
Yang: Oh, so you’ve got the dirty jokes too! Alright, you wanna go?
Weiss: In fact, I do!
*she takes center stage, so to speak*
Weiss: I’m very happy to see everyone here to celebrate my girlfriend’s birthday. I would be a bit happier if some of you had actually helped come up with ideas for the party aside from this little insult session, as fun as it has been.
Jaune: Hey! I submitted ideas.
Nora: Yeah, me too!
Yang: And me!
Weiss: Ah, yes. Let’s look at some of these suggestions, shall we? *ahem!* “Put Weiss in lingerie and hide her in the cake” “hold the party at a strip club” “costumed orgy” And those were all just from Blake!
*this earns a few laughs*
Weiss: I know we all like to joke about how “oh, the cat-girl is a gay nympho with weird fetishes”, but it’s just not true. It’s not. She’s also good at giving head. Oh, come on!! She hangs around Sun pretty often, the master banana swallower, and we all know her ninja pal Ren is probably a sex-master too. Which is a good thing for him, dating someone like Nora. That girl loves her syrup, and will happily scarf down a fat stack. And she loves pancakes too. And her strength! She proclaims to be able to lift her own weight 10 times over, which means she probably cums at 11. But for all her short cummings, she’s got boundless energy. Not that she hasn’t been bound in the bedroom before. I’ve seen Ren carry the harnesses and ropes to and from their dorm. And I DOUBT those are for these two *gestures to Jaune and Pyrrha* I may indeed be pale, but the only thing more vanilla than my skin is their sex life. He’s a perpetual nice guy, and she’s been sexually repressed from years of public spotlight focused on her every move. The day they experiment with anything, she’s gonna shag him ragged. But maybe he does have a dick the size of a Beowolf. Lucky her. He’s definitely lucky to have her, and if they are truly in love, all my approval for it. I know enough about constricting fashion to tell that her corset must be hiding tits to put Yang to shame. Oh, Yang, sweetie, shame is when you feel bad about something you’ve done. I know it’s a foreign concept for you, but just trust me on this.
*Yang flips her off and sticks out her tongue*
Weiss: See? She’s already showing us Blake’s favorite toys. But we aren’t her to rag on each other, as much fun as it is. We are here for Ruby. The apple of my eye. Her favorite food is strawberries, and with every passing night of passion it becomes my new favorite flavor too. You all seem to think she’s a two-hump chump, but I assure you her spirit and energy keep her powering through the night. And the years have been as kind to her as steroids have to Blake’s back-up blonde. A tight ass, the same corset secrets as Pyrrha, if not slightly more manageable, and we all know about her motormouth~. Gods, I’m wet even now. That’s not to say I just take it. Power games aren’t limited to our roommates, and there’s a reason my ‘Ice Queen’ nickname has stuck around this long. Spikes aren’t the only things I can make out of ice you know. But enough with the dirty stuff, it’s leaving a worst taste in my mouth than Yang’s cooking. I love you so much, baby! You’re strong as an Ursa, and much more pretty. You’ve taught me to loosen up, but you still tell me I’m tight~.
*everyone cringes and groans*
Weiss: Oh, what? I can’t talk about my sexcapades, but you idiots can? Fine! Then I’ll talk about her faults. You all seem to think I love discussing those. She’s still taller than me at 2 years my junior, which is frustrating when it isn’t fun to stand on tiptoes for kisses. She’s got no attention span for anything except what she considers fun, which I’m very glad includes strapping down and banging out the kinks in my back, or making more~ And she tends to be a bit ditzy and clumsy. Just the other day, she sat on my favorite pair of glasses and broke them.
Ruby: *starts blushing and puts her head in her hands* please no.
Weiss: But I guess it was my fault. ‘Cause I was wearing them.
Yang: OKAY!! And with that… UGH! Horrifying mental image, i think we have to call it quits.
“Hehe..Master…I can you feel you undressing me with your eyes..hehe”
“Well..Master shall we play~,hehe”
“I believe this hard cock of yours is proof you want to play with little ol me,hehe,oh what’s that…oh..you want me to hehe ‘dismount’ and turn around..very well Master~”
“Is this what you want?,my big,round rear,hehe very well Master~”
“Let me just get in position for you~”
“Ready…when you are,Master~”
“Mmmm, Excellent…thrust…master~”
“Ahh…mmm your tip…alone…feels…incredible inside…me~”
“Alrighty. We’re finally all alone, just like you wanted, hon. Now, I will do absolutely anything you ask me to, just like you paid me to do. So, what’s first~?”
“…”
“My top? Take it off? O-okay then.”
She felt a bit hesitant at first, but Marina was still more than happy to do as they demanded, so she began pulling the zipper downward but was halted by her fan’s command.
“…”
“Oh, you wanted me to remove it by my sleeves? You’re kind of pervy… I like that~”
Doing as she told, she grabbed her sleeves and slowly slid them down her arms, more and more of her bare breasts being revealed until it completely just came off and landed on the ground. She felt a little proud of herself, showing off her bare breasts to a fan.
“Oh-! I don’t mean to be rude, but I think you have a little something going on in your… your ‘lower half’ there, sweetheart~”
You looked down and noticed exactly what the dark Octoling had been talking about, your face reddening like a bright tomato. She giggled and slowly walked towards you, her hips swaying from side to side with every step.
“Aww, don’t be ashamed. This is what you wanted, right? You know what…? What do you say we remove the rest of our clothes and… have our own turf war~?”