RWBY Silver Eyed Warrior Chapter 7: Influence (R-18) (Patreon)

Corvo’s grip on the couch’s armrest tightened slightly, face hot and only growing hotter as he looked down.

He’d been dealing with a lot of embarrassment these last few days. Days might not be enough for some kind of drastic change, but he thought he would’ve started getting somewhat used to the sensation, especially around Neo, the things they got up to far more exposing, figuratively and literally, than what he did with anyone else.

A shiver ran up his back as Neo, kneeling between his legs, the low playing TV forgotten, adjusted her grip on his hardened length. Said grip loosened up, she threw her other hand into the mix, the cool digits spread out. The head, his sensitive glans, the veins. Her fingers pressed and danced all across it, the pleasure he was getting from it nothing more than a byproduct of her sudden desire to explore.

One minute they’d been watching some action movie. Midway through an explicit scene she decided to satisfy her own curiosity, dropping between his legs, the undoing of his belt and dropping of his pants the only explanation he got.

It was different compared to last time. Corvo was pretty sure their first time together qualified as a heat of the moment thing, the both of them jumping from one position to another without pausing.

The gentle exploratory eventually had a more obvious effect, precum beginning to leak out. Some of it caught on one of her passing fingers, Neo bringing that digit up, tilting her head, then licking it clean. He didn’t even have a chance to finish process that sexy image before she tipped her head toward, tongue sticking out.

He tensed up the moment the experimental lick ran across his leaking head, its wet warmth a sharp contrast to her fingers. Brow raised, she released her grip on him, placed her hands on his thighs and leaned further, a long lick ran across the side of his dick. Then another. And another. Soon she was retracing the same paths her fingers took with her tongue, his toes curling and grip on the couch strengthening.

A sheen now covering his dick, Neo pulled back.

Then opened her mouth and moved forward again. Hot warmth wrapped around his dick, her soft lips falling closed just past the head. But she didn’t stop there, starting a gradual descent down his member. A quarter, the half way point, then-

Neo abruptly pulled back, quiet coughs, that now on the short lists of sounds he heard from her, filling the apartment. Just as he tried to speak, his voice died in his throat, Neo trying again, that hot wet warmth back around his head.

Just before hitting the halfway point, she backed away coughing again, even less progress made if he was right about what she was trying to do.

“Is-Is this the first time you tried this?” He asked, voice a little shaky from the pleasure still holding on to him. Neo once again tilted her head then held out a hand. Forming from those glass like pink shards of her semblance, a popsicle formed in her grasp, her brow raised as she looked up at him. He couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped out of him despite the situation. “No, I don’t think eating popsicle really counts.”

Letting the illusion fall away, Neo pouted, looking annoyed for the first time in one of their conversations.

He’d kept the question to himself since it seemed like a rude thing to ask but now, he was too curious not to. “Um, were you-“As he trailed off Neo raised her brow again as she blinked, her eyes flashing to a light blue. He wasn’t sure that was really supposed to mean anything or if that was just something she liked to do but took as a message to get on with it. “-were you a virgin too?”

Neo smiled and nodded, her eyes back to their normal dual color.

Her chest swelled, the oddest sensation filling him. Without any experience in what they’d done, he’d kind of been following her lead most of the time, assuming she knew what she was doing. He was actually a little afraid he was the only one being swept alongside by feelings he didn’t fully understand but did she also feel it?

A familiarity? Connection? Just plain old curiosity but intensified several times over? He still couldn’t fully put together an explanation about what kept drawing him to her, but she must’ve felt it too. Why else would she be doing this?

A quiet gasp slipped out, his train of thought crashing as her mouth wrapped around his dick again. This time, rather than trying to force herself to take in the whole thing, she sealed her lips around the top portion, tongue pressing and swirling around his head. As soon as she got at all the precum, she moved right on, her hot and curious tongue sending shivers running up his spine.

“W-Wait, Neo-“ He tried to call out a warning, but it was too late, his dick twitching as the pressure mounted and crossed the point of no returned, a rush of cum leaving him. Her cheeks quickly swelled, Neo attempting to hold the seal only to end up backing away coughing once more. Ropes of gooey release left him, coating parts of her face and hair.

Wide eyed Neo reached up, wiping some away with her fingers.

“S-Sorry.” He managed despite feeling like he was out of breath, his embarrassment returning in force. After overcoming that surprise, she just smiled mischievously before, very deliberately bringing up his fingers, mouth slowly open up towards him, so he had a clear view into the wet opening. One by one she leaked them free of his cum, only adding to the heat spread across his body.

By the time she cleaned what she could, his dick was back at full mass, that sexy sight ensuring he never got the chance to go fully soft.

Rising off her knees, she placed them into the couch instead, one arm settling on his shoulder, the other dropping to move aside her soaked panties.

“Wait.”  Corvo said, grabbing her waist. “I should, uh-“ He looked away from her questioning gaze. “-I should do the same for you, right?”

Silence.

He turned his eyes back on her to find Neo smiling. She nudged her towards the rest of the space on the couch. Picking up on the unspoken message, he used his hold on her waist to lay her on the couch, his hand hooking around the waistband of her panties himself.

XOXO

Arms crossed, Summer watched Yang fight with Ruby, the former trying to help the latter with her quite frankly still poor hand to hand skills. She really liked that scythe of hers so much that she gave fighting with it almost all of her attention along with her semblance. Combat wise she wasn’t going to have much trouble at Beacon, studying likely to be the real problem.

The same went for Corvo.

First that dangerous fight that’d left him at some criminal’s mercy. Ozpin offering both him and Ruby an opportunity that got them so excited she couldn’t bring herself to reject. And now a girlfriend out of nowhere.

Summer closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

Her baby boy off with some woman. The idea didn’t sit well with her, especially with how off that girl had been. Her smile, her perfect motions for sign language, and the way she moved about. All of it had felt, not necessarily fake, but forced. Like none of it was anything she wanted to be doing.

At least until she laid eyes on Corvo.

Summer knew love when she saw it. And the way she looked at him? It was as genuine as can be, plenty more life to her immediately.

Which made all the other stuff more concerning. How was she supposed to figure out what kind of influence the woman was on him when it was impossible to tell what was genuine?

At least she’d talked with him. He shouldn’t be doing the most reckless thing possible and risking getting her pregnant.

XOXO

“Wait.” Once again, annoying her just a little, Corvo stopped Neo as she position the head of his dick at her entrance. The foreplay had been nice and all, and they’d definitely be doing more of it, he having made her cum twice with just his tongue and a little unsure direction from her, but if he was going home soon.

She needed him inside before that happened.

Reaching toward his coat draped over the couch, he pulled out a box showing it off to her. “We should probably be using these.”

A box of condoms.

Neo internally scoffed at the notion.

As if either of them wanted to use that.

Easing down just enough that the swollen head of his dick parted her entrance, a muffled groan of surprise leaving him while it took everything not to try and drop herself fully on the spot, all the pleasure racing through her demanding it, she released the hold she had on him, grabbed the box, and placed it on the couch beside them.

She hadn’t formed an opinion on his mother yet, this no doubt her idea, but she had figured out one thing. Corvo genuinely loved everyone in that house and they him. Getting on their bad side wasn’t much of an option.

But she wasn’t about to let that stop the two of them from doing what they wanted.

Resisting the pleasurable tingles still crawling up her back, Neo grabbed his hands, placing them on her waist then looked between him and the box of condoms. She’d make it clear she had no interest in anything like that getting between them but if he wanted to use them, she wouldn’t stop him from putting one on.

But only if it was what he really wanted.

He looked towards the box.

Then to her.

Then the box.

Then back to her.

His hold on her hips tightened and a rush of pleasure filled her, Neo throwing her head back as Corvo himself finally pulled her all the way down to his shaft, her once untouched walls tightened around him.

XOXO

Summer held back a sigh, thoroughly aware she wasn’t the only one with concerns.

Yang had gone inside to grab something, Ruby left lying on the ground. She hadn’t even tried to get up from the last take down, her aura shield allowed to fade away as she silently stared up at the sky.

“Still can’t believe it, huh?” Summer asked, stepping over to her. Ruby hummed. “It was going to happen sooner or later, you know.”

“I guess.” Ruby muttered, finally turning to look at her. “We go to Beacon, become the best team ever, then go kick a bunch Grimm butt, saving everyone we can. I guess I just thought that’s how things would always go.”

“You can still do that, but I get what you mean.” Summer dropped to a cross legged sit beside her. “I figured you’d both end up on a team with someone that caught your interest and you both slowly start thinking about more than just fighting Grimm together. I didn’t think it’d be so sudden.”

“I know right! And with some girl I don’t even know. I’m still trying to figure out when he met her.”

“And how.” Summer added.

“The two of you need to relax a little.” Yang, cold water bottles in hand, stepped up beside them, holding one down for Ruby, another offered to her, before she opened the last one for herself. “Whatever her deal is, I say it’s a good thing. If he doesn’t get any experience dating now, he’s going to end up too awkward around women.”

Yang was right of course but that girl already had points working against her.

First there was the whole unprotected sex which, thankfully, hadn’t resulted in anything, all of Corvo’s tests coming back clear. Hopefully he hadn’t already knocked the girl up. With that and the way she looked at him, Summer could tentatively say that the girl wasn’t recklessly sleeping around at the very least.

And then just popping up. Sure, returning Corvo’s things seemed nice enough on the surface but that couldn’t be said for any of the implications.

Corvo had been just as surprised as the rest of them. It took a special kind of person to just show up at another’s home without asking or even a heads up especially if they didn’t live alone. And, to top it all off, she gone right through his wallet to figure out where he lived, something that most would try to hide or play off.

That girl had flat out told her that’s what she did since she wanted to see him.

Now Summer wasn’t one to make assumptions but sometimes one had to call a spade a spade. That might be all cutesy and lovey dovey now but if they ever broke up? That was very much a sign of the kind of crazy ex no one wanted to deal with.

“They’re definitely sleeping together already though, right?” Yang asked, looking to her. Summer sighed. “Ha, knew it.”

“There’s no way that’s true!” Ruby exclaimed, abruptly shooting up to a sit. Her wide eyes looked from Yang to Summer. “Right, mom? He just met that-I mean, uh-“

“Oh, trust me. I know he hasn’t known that girl for more than a few days.” Summer said shaking her head. That’s what made all this all the stranger.

Yang snickered as she lowered her bottle bottom. “Maybe he’s picked up a thing from Uncle Qrow and he’s getting ready to score with all the women of Beacon.”

“Gods, I hope not.” Summer said with a light chuckle. As if that’d happen. Corvo might be surprising them now, but it didn’t change the fact that he wasn’t the type to run around making friends left and right, let alone hitting on people. Training and more childish things were his main interests, unlikely to keep a conversation going with someone unless they were trying to talk to him about those specific topics.

No girl looking to flirt with him would get the time of day and that was assuming he picked up on it at all.

“No way.” Ruby was the only one to take it seriously, crestfallen by the mere suggestion.

Summer and Yang exchanged looks, the latter mouthing “I told you so.”

At first it hadn’t been anything unusual. Twins attached at the hip was natural. As they grew older, that never wanning, certain things became increasingly obvious. Corvo and Ruby were both slow to develop that natural interest most had in the opposite gender. Corvo because they never managed to match the interest he had in training and other hobbies. The same had mostly been the same for Ruby.

Mostly.

Summer wasn’t quite sure when it happened but Ruby’s first and only crush was Corvo. The two were so innocent that nothing ever came out of it, so she opted for a hands off approach rather than bringing it up.

Off as that girlfriend of his was, maybe it was a good thing.

Ruby needed to confront those feelings sooner or later and move on from them.