RWBY Silver Eyed Warrior Chapter 13: The Wrong Way (R-18) (Patreon)

They shouldn’t be moving so fast.

They should be setting a slower pace that allowed them to get to know each other fully. To put together something with a solid foundation. They should be doing things the right way.

The hold she had Corvo tightened as her back hit the bed, their kiss no longer anything like the innocent experimental one that started this all. No, calling that the start was wrong. Getting his number after only one short conversation, that thinly veiled date of a tour she’d called him out for, then inviting him back up to her room.

Neo’s words might’ve spurred things on a bit, but she’d been looking at him with less than innocent intentions from the very beginning, the whole time telling herself otherwise.

Tongues detangling, they pulled back, taking deep breaths, Pyrrha’s eyes slowly opening. One arm used to steady himself over, Corvo gazed down into her eyes, flustered face as red as hers felt.

No judgment. No misplaced expectations. No jealousy or strange worship.

He was looking down at her, just as taken by who she was as she was about him.

Corvo moved forward again, their lips pressed together, his tongue snaking out and into her mouth again. Pyrrha’s eyes fell closed, a moan muffled as their bodies pressed together, their chests brought up against one another.

The right way wasn’t what she wanted.

This, having someone look at her like that. To treat her like anyone else then decide that they liked her, not because they might be able to get something out of being close to her or things that others said, but because of the time they spent together.

She instinctively tensed up when Corvo’s other hand found the top buttons of her blouse, but she did nothing to stop him, giving herself over to him completely.

XOXO

He was leading things.

As he set aside the rest of their clothes and got a look at Pyrrha, that realization hit him. Cheeks red, she laid at the center of the bed, eyes cast away from his and arms shyly moved over her most private areas. That alone couldn’t hide her body, her fair skin flawless and large breasts moving in time with her breaths. Well developed muscles lined her arms and shoulders with a set of toned abs to match. Not to the point of being excessive but eye catching.

Pyrrha’s waving gaze slowly returned to his eyes.

Right. He was leading things. There wasn’t some flow for him to get caught in and follow along with. Or maybe he had to be the one to set it?

Moving back over her, he caught Pyrrha in a kiss, their eyes falling closed as he pressed his lips onto hers. Though leaving him to start things, Pyrrha was quick to respond, both pressing back against him and parting her lips when his tongue ran against them. A minty taste filled their kiss as his tongue ran throughout her mouth, Pyrrha letting him have free reign of it.

He moved a hand from beside her head, bringing it down. She tensed back up the moment his hand grazed her bare breast but forced herself to relax. Taking things slow, he simply palmed one of her breasts. Pyrrha tensed up a little again, but she slowly pulled aside the arm she’d been using to cover up their center. He palmed the other, enjoying the soft weight they had to them as Pyrrha slowly adjusted, relaxing back down.

Then he fully cupped one, her boob completely filling his hand with bits slipping between his fingers. A moan, muffled by their kiss, left Pyrrha, she once again winding up but not in a bad way. Moving his fingers, he fondled and groped the mound, drawing out more of those moans from Pyrrha, especially as he flicked one of her hardened nipple.

He wanted to hear her fully.

Maybe it had to do with his time with Neo being more on the quiet side, the few noises she did make still quieter than most, but he really was curious what Pyrrha would sound like without anything in the way.

With the lead of things still in his hands, Corvo followed that desire, pulling away from Pyrrha who followed for a moment, her head rising to keep their kiss going just a little longer. Eyes still closed, she focused on regaining her breath. Taking the chance, he moved to her neck, a light kiss placed along the smooth skin.

A short involuntary laugh left only to turn into a quiet moan as he added a little section. Making a trail of the light kisses he came down to her breasts, this time grasping both of the hand filling softness and pressing them together. It was obvious that they were a sensitive spot for Pyrrha, her breaths picking up further, moans leaving her more frequently, and an arm dropped over her flushed face.

Continuing to follow his temptations he caught one of the hardened nipples in his mouth, lightly sucking the pink bud while his tongue flicked it.

“Hmmm.” Not quite able to fully quiet it, a soft moan of surprise escaped Pyrrha.

Between her embarrassment, their combined body heat, and all the making out, a bit of sweat had built up on her body, but he paid the salty bitterness no mind, still fondling and gripping her other boob, his sole focus getting more moans out of her. It worked, the soft moans growing louder as he treated her chest as his own personal toy to experiment with, her tension building.

“MMMHHH!” Right up until her back arched slightly, the loudest moan yet leaving her and filling the room. He pulled back and gave her chance to gather her bearings. When she finally peaked out from the arm she kept over eyes, did he continue, planting a kiss on one of her boobs. He didn’t linger there though, steadily kissing his way down to her abs.

He moved back slightly, running his fingers between and admiring the muscle. She hit hard so he knew it firsthand, but she definitely trained hard and consistently, all of it a sign of her hard work. She was tense at first but as he leaned forward, starting another trail of kisses over them, she twitched and stopped small laughs as he hit certain spots.

It wasn’t long until he made it to her waist, gently moving aside the hand Pyrrha had moved into his path.

XOXO

Her head was spinning.

On a slow day when she’d already finished up training, especially a few years ago, she’d fantasized about something like this, even masturbating if she was feeling particularly restless. But that didn’t at all compare to this.

Her breath caught in her throat as Corvo positioned himself between her legs, his breath brushing against her thighs.

The attention he paid her sensitive breasts, the feeling of his tight grasp and the heat of his mouth still lingering on them, had sent her over the edge, pleasure unlikely anything she’d experienced blanking her thoughts. Afterwards though, as he lowered himself, she’d expected some measure of disgust. Best case scenario he’d just stay quiet and continue whatever it was he was doing.

But he hadn’t done that.

The muscle she’d been careful to hide from him received the same attention the rest of her body was. As if he didn’t find the clear signs of training ugly on a woman. Was he jut being nice or-

“HMMMM”

She had no chance to quiet the moan his tongue, pressing against and licking at the fluids that’d been leaking out of her since the start of all this, brought out of her. As it ran against her entrance, she found herself tensing up once again, Corvo’s slowing to a stop, always paying her reactions close attention. As she forced herself to relax, his tongue met her entrance once again. As good as it felt, every running and press of it leaving her breathless, she still couldn’t help but tense up.

Eyes still closed, she heard Corvo repositioning himself, his arms sliding under her legs and hooking around her thighs, his hands caressing them. The light touched helped her to ease up and keep relaxed as he picked things back up.

“Hmmm.” She let out another low moan as he licked at her leaking entrance. They grew louder as his tongue parted her entrance, pressing through and touching her insides, pleasure flying up her back. Slowly but surely his hands began to spread her legs further and his motions soon picked up speed, her body beginning to shake and hands curl into fists, a mounting pressure building at her center. “Corvo, I’m HMMMM!”

She didn’t get to finish her warning, his tongue pressing against a particularly sensitive spot and forcing that pressure beyond its breaking point.

It all felt good. Way too good. She could barely think, her body feeling as though it were floating once the intense flash passed. She didn’t even realize Corvo had moved until she finally raised her arm.

They were face to face, fresh embarrassment taking hold when she caught sight of the liquid around his mouth.

He leaned in close, their hair mingling together as he pressed his forehead to hers. “You’re beautiful.”

Pyrrha’s heart stopped for a beat.

It was such a simple statement. Something she’d been told and had said about her plenty.

But never by someone who was looking directly at her and only her. Corvo had seen all there was to see, from the few parts of her body she was confident in and her insecurities.

There was no disgust.

He was just telling the truth.

She didn’t know if he understood just how much she’d wanted to hear those words from him or if he picked up on how unsure she was about her body, but for the first time since the kiss that kick started this, she rose up pressing her lips to his.

He was exactly what she wanted. She knew it.

As they began to make out again, Corvo in control of it all, she felt the hard erection he’d been sporting rub against her lower lips. He slowly pulled back, realization filling his eyes.

“I didn’t bring any protection.”

She shouldn’t risk her huntress career. They could always put this off and pick up another day or quickly pick some up.

That was the smart thing to do.

It would’ve been the smart thing to do.

“J-Just try to pull out.” Pyrrha whispered the obscene words, despite embarrassment and logic railing against it. She shouldn’t risk her huntress career but if it was with Corvo, she didn’t mind.

XOXO

Corvo took slow deep breaths as he finally hilted himself with Pyrrha, her lower body pressed firmly against his hips and her walls having clamped down on his member from all sides. Pyrrha had stopped trying to hide her completely reddened face, eyes closed and arms laid against the bed around her heaving form as she steadied herself.

She was tight. Just getting fully inside had been a challenge. Attempting to move at all right now felt like an impossibility.

Removing his hands from her waist, he leaned forward, starting another kiss that Pyrrha passionately returned while he gently caressed different parts of her naked body. As his tongue pressed down onto hers and he began exploring her mouth, her pussy begin to ease, finally allowing him to move.

Moans vibrated through them as he slid a few inches out of her only to slid back in, pressing against her deepest parts. Leaking more and more, her tight hole adjusted to him, Corvo soon able to fully rock his hips.

Rather than keeping the kiss up, he pulled back, retook his hold on her hips and really began to thrust into her.

“MMMMMMHHH!” That got what he was after, Pyrrha’s head coming back against the bed’s pillows as her pussy continued to cling tightly to his dick. More and more followed, Pyrrha no longer making any effort to keep herself quiet either. He didn’t know what sparked the change, but he was all for it, every one of those beautiful moans motivating him to do better and find what felt best for her.

Evidently, something he was quite successful at.

“Aaaah! C-Corvo, I’m going to-“ Her body finished for her, her soaked folds growing tighter again and stopping him mid-thrust, Pyrrha’s sweat covered body completely tensed up against his. More of her fluids leaked out between their connection but even that wasn’t enough to get him moving again, her pussy so tight it was as if it were demanding that he cum right then and there.

And he could feel it coaxing that release out of him. Biting the inside of his mouth and curling his toes, he fought it off as Pyrrha came. It took everything he had to last through her constricting orgasm, but when her body finally loosened up on him, he quickly pulled out. Just in time too, his first shot of cum splattering against the entrance of her pussy. More spread out across her waist and the sheets.

By the time he was done coming, the remainder leaking out of his head, he’d fallen over her, the arms he placed around her head the only thing keeping him from fully falling onto her.

Their heavier breaths brushed against one other, silence taking the place of wet clapping that’d filled the room. Pyrrha curiously gazed down between them, her eyes widening slightly.

“It’s…it’s probably too risky to go again.” He said.

Pyrrha slowly brought her eyes back up to him. She leaned up, starting a short kiss. “I-If you still want to keep going, it should be fine as long as you pull out, right?”

They were definitely being too reckless for two people about to start their next four years at Beacon.

He leaned down anyways, starting another make out session and soon sliding his way back into her tight walls, her pussy quick to squeeze out lingering spurts of cum from him.

There was something about seeing the beautiful kind Pyrrha be so shy for all of this that he just couldn’t resist.

XOXO

(A/N: This should've been a bit more focused on the characters feelings than the actual action. Maybe a healthy balance between the two? When this type of stuff end up in my main story, I want it to be more like that since its another side of character relationships. At least it'll be what I'm going for.)