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Greetings. My name is Weiss Schnee. I'm a Huntress and a member of team RWBY. I hail from a world called Remnant, and I was once a citizen of the kingdom of Atlas.
I tend to wear my hair in different ways. Why don't you tell me which style you think suits me best?
To learn the ins and outs of this resort, mostly. And of course, get back to Remnant, where my friends are.
With regard to the games here? Let's just say I'd like to upgrade my suite.
For combat related talents, I am an exceptional fencer and my swordsmanship is beyond compare. My Semblance allows me to create Glyphs, as well, which make me capable of performing feats like making shields and platforms, time dilation, or summoning creatures that are under my command. I'm also very proud to say that I know a thing or two about making weaponry; I did, after all, design my own weapon.
Of course, I'm not just all work and no play. I'm a skilled artist, with a talent for dancing, playing the piano, songwriting, and singing. I've performed in front of my kingdom many, many times, and even my fellow students at Beacon loved my performances.
You should also see how 🥨flexible🥨 I can be.
I've read many books since I was a child, as reading is one of my favourite past times. The classics never get old, such as: The Boy Who Fell From the Sky, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, The Corpse Doctor, amongst others.
I tend not to watch movies, and I only do so when people invite me out. As such, I don't really have a favourite. Maybe you can invite me to watch a movie with you and change my mind? 👉👈
When it comes to my taste in music, I do enjoy operas and ballads, but I've also branched out and have been listening to pop and rock songs. There's just rap which I don't quite understand...
And lastly, for food, I am typically not a very picky eater. I like to eat light and healthy, so salads, quinoa, and granola are in my usual diet. I do love frozen yoghurt best, though! Especially blueberry flavoured frozen yoghurt. That would be my favourite. And crepes, of course!
I haven't had time to sit down and think of what kind of partner is ideal for me. Of course, somebody mature would be best, because I have no interest in childish things. Someone who will look out for me, give me attention and affection, and call me a good girl. 💙💙💙
Someone I can have an intellectual conversation with over either coffee or tea, or someone who can challenge me and push me to my limits would be best. I'd like to grow as a person as well, after all.
Cocktails
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Neither!
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Baths
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas
.05 TITS OR ASS
I think this highly depends on the context
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Sweet
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Winter!
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Classified
ESTJ-A
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[ Or something like that. Either way, she was definitely married without her consent. And also became someone's mistress... it was a Time for sure. ]
And sure, I... I could use some pointers?
[ Pointers in lying??? What is this... Nami is a bad influence.
She only makes big gestures when she hears the beep and sees Nami sent her something, though. That's a pretty nice picture! And she has to zoom in just to see the other details. Finally, she turns around, a smile on her face from how excited she is. ]
This does not look like me from the back. In a good way, though!
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Then again, she'd be fine hustling the house out of more free booze for their shared benefit regardless, but it sounds fun, getting to coach Weiss in the delicate art of the con.
Anything with Weiss sounds fun. ]
What makes you say that? [ Doesn't look like her? Unclear on what her friend means, Nami looks between the image on her watch and Weiss' back a few times, brows knit as she tries to figure it out for herself. ]
You look like a work of art all the time.
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[ ... Nami really is smooth, isn't she? Absolutely charming and absolutely fun to be with. They've only just gotten to know each other, but it's been such a thrilling ride so far.
Normally, compliments like these would not go well with her. There have been so many people, calling themselves admirers, who would say all sorts of nice things just to get in Weiss' good graces. If they were close to a Schnee, then that would mean being closer to money. None of those things matter right now though, and it's why Nami's words get a pure and honest reaction out of her.
For a moment, she stops, stunned. ]
I was going to say it looks like a model from the back, and I'm not one, but... you really think so?
[ u///u Please, praise her more. ]
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You really have to ask me that? [ Relaxing into a grin, Nami moves to sit on the edge of the bed beside Weiss, tilting her chin up as she studies her friend's face. ]
If you want me to make it even more obvious, we might have to take it to my shower so you don't get ink anywhere. [ Then, as her eyes narrow slyly. ] Unless you were planning on painting me next?
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[ Because she's not convinced herself! Weiss knows she's pretty. She takes good care of her appearance and makes sure that people see her as somebody pretty and presentable. There's a reason why she's her world's Snow White and is the fairest in all the land, after all. But what others think of her isn't something she considers whenever she makes herself look nice.
Though... what others think of her is something that turns her on, apparently. Telling her she's pretty, she looks like a model, it feeds her all these positive feelings that make her want more. It makes her want more of Nami's attention now... like she needs it to feel validated.
Her chin being held up like this as Nami implies that there's more she wants to do because of how she looks gets her gears turning. Although— ]
It feels like a waste if we'll clean it up right away. I want what you drew on me to stay longer.
[ So she pats the spot on Nami's bed. Time to get on here, sweet cheeks. ]
Let me try it on you. On your back, please.
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If you insist. I'll never say no to being spoiled.
[ Honestly, it's almost more exciting coming from Weiss, who's perfect princess exterior makes it all too easy for Nami to want to lavish her in attention. Getting to be on the other side of that – especially after enjoying the task of painting Weiss, is its own unique sort of thrill, another part of the already wonderful friendship they're building up between themselves.
She leans in, lingering long enough after the pat to the foot of the bed to shed what's left of her clothing down to her panties, climbing onto the bed as she tosses her bra over her shoulder before stretching out on the bed. Years of hauling rope and handling the rudders of ships in all kinds of challenging conditions have left her shoulders strong and almost as freckled as her face, her body the kind of amalgamation of strong and soft that comes on after a life spent working hard.
Propping herself up on her elbows, Nami glances over her tattooed, scarred shoulder to peer over at Weiss. ]
You'll take a picture after, right? I want to see what you make.
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[ Nami's drawn something so beautiful on her back, turning it into the skies and the cosmos. Weiss doesn't have much of an idea what she wants to paint just yet, but she does let a splayed hand wander up Nami's back from the small of it, then back down. She's exploring her canvas, figuring out how best to make use of what she's given.
All this kissing and now being able to touch, though. . . it's giving Weiss more ideas than she should be having at this time. ]
Do you have any preferences? I'm thinking... if I have the skies, you can have the seas.
[ So, some sort of water-related artwork. It won't be anything like pirate ships or monsters, but it'd be cute to draw little seashells and crabs on the beach shore... ]
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[ It's a hopelessly fond remark, one Nami doesn't even really think about making before it's out of her mouth, another show of how safe she feels letting her walls down while spending time with Weiss.
Propping her chin on her pillow, she shifts, leaning up into Weiss' hand as it travels down her back. ]
Of course, it's going to be as nice as mine. You made it.
[ And she knows enough about Weiss to know the other woman is brilliant, and very talented in more than a few respects. ]
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You're really nice, you know that?
[ Down Nami goes and Weiss' eyes follow. For a brief moment, she's just sat there and observing. Her friend's touch is warm, just like how it was earlier. Weiss doesn't pick up her brush just yet and keeps observing her canvas. ]
You have a nice... back, too.
[ "Back." ]
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Thankfully, the second compliment Weiss follows the first up with afford her the luxury of serving as a distraction Nami can seize on, to steer things away from the wild notion of being nice. ]
You know I'm not going to let you get away with just staring at my ass. You're going to have to touch me eventually.
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[ Because she was going to! ]
Just lay still for me first. I still need to paint.
[ Weiss did promise to draw the sea... so she picks up her brush and dips it in ink. Bluish glittery ink that's easy to get rid of in the water is Weiss' choice for Nami - perfect for the sea! It's gentle when she starts making those round and spiral-like strokes on her back to emulate ocean waves. ]
Tell me if it tickles.
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[ In truth, she figured, but Nami still ends up laughing after Weiss chides her for spoiling a surprise that isn't really a surprise at all. Still, she doesn't tease her friend any further, complying with the request to stay still even as the bristles of the brush raise goosebumps over her skin. ]
Not exactly tickling. It feels – nice. Relaxing and sexy, kinda?
[ Weiss always seems to get Nami to be more candid with her than she would with almost anyone else, which isn't something Nami would ever call attention to, exactly, but she appreciates it as much as she does every other aspect of this friendship they've struck up between them over the weeks. ]
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[ It was honestly not what Weiss was expecting to hear, but that only makes her more excited for what she wants to try eventually. It's a good thing Weiss is left handed, because with how she's seated, her free hand that's not making swirly lines with a paint brush can rest on the back of one of Nami's thighs. A gentle caress, testing the waters that don't really need to be tested at this point.
It's more of a warm-up than anything else. ]
I think... I'm almost done. Although you'll have to let it dry first, so don't move, okay?
[ Because her right hand does move a little higher, very softly fondling the other girl's asscheek over the panties. ]
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Most things with you are.
[ As though Weiss is set on proving her right, Nami's breath catches when she feels her friend's hand following the curve of her ass, the light touch more than enough to send a little shiver down her spine. ]
Don't move at all? [ She sounds skeptical, despite the softness in her voice, shifting slightly to wiggle her ass against Weiss' hand. ]
You're already making that hard.
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[ Nami wiggles her ass but Weiss smacks that butt of hers with her palm. It's light, nothing that would ever hurt, but still has enough impact to let Nami know Weiss is in control here. ]
Do that again, and I'm not going to be nice to you.
[ Whether or not Nami stops moving though, Weiss' hand is back on Nami's ass, fondling the other asscheek now, fingers dipping lower and inwards over her crotch. ]
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I'm not convinced, Weiss. What if I want to see what you're like when you're not nice?
[ And she could egg her on by wiggling again, but as Weiss' hand drifts closer to where Nami's slowly starting to ache to feel her, she keeps that challenge reduced to another smirk over her shoulder, carefully lifting her hips in order to move closer to her hand. ]
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Hm... Not Nice Weiss is the worst. I got into fights with so many classmates and professors...
[ An incredible bitch. But that's not the kind of "not nice" Nami's referring to. Weiss knows! It's why Nami's ass gets a good and fervent squeeze when she moves her butt again. It's almost as if she's bringing her hips back down with that one squeeze. ]
Stay still! [ Snrk. Okay, she doesn't think she can keep this going for long... ] I was intending to be subtle about it, but. . .
[ You asked for it, Nami. Weiss pulls on the band of the other woman's underwear down to reveal her asscheeks in plain sight. That gets another slap, nice and sharp, before she palms over the pinkish mark. ]
This is kind of fun, but I'm just going to go for it, okay? Stay still or else the ink won't dry.
[ And by "go for it", she means slipping her hands between Nami's butt, palming over her crotch without any cloth in the way. ]
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Speaking of spicy, the swift way her panties are pulled down pulls a gasp of surprise out of her, and it's suddenly a fight not to turn around, especially after Weiss follows that move up with a slap that leaves Nami jolting gently in surprise. It's brief but strangely thrilling, having her ass swatted like that, and if Nami trusted her any less, she wouldn't ]
I don't know Weiss, I like the lack of subtlety. [ So much that her breath catches when she feels Weiss' fingers against her bare folds, her body tensing as she forces herself to keep still beyond letting her thighs part further, encouraging that hand. ]
You're really going to touch me like this and make me keep still?
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[ Okay, Nami moving a little and giving Weiss more space to move is fine. That is acceptable, and the pirate lady gets rewarded for it. The tip of her middle finger ghosts over her entrance, but with it not being slick or lubed up, there's a little bit of hard friction there. At least Weiss is gentle and slow about it, stopping when she finds it difficult to move.
Only so she can bring her hand up and lick the tips of her index and middle fingers. This helps some, because when she brings her hand back down, she lets her wet finger make direct contact with those pussy lips this time around. One swipe, before moving even lower to try and see if she can reach Nami's clit from here... ]
So, are you going to behave for me for good?
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For good? [ Nami asks, her voice gone low and rich with arousal as she ekes her hips a little higher, feeling Weiss' fingers ghost tantalizingly close to her already gently aching clit ]
I'll do my best, but you're making it impossible, you know that?
[ A little shiver of anticipation runs down her spine, her face more flushed than it had been when Nami looks over her shoulder at Weiss. ] You know, when this stuff dries, it's going to be my turn.
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[ Please, Nami. Like she'd hinder you and everything that you can do just for her! Besides, ]
I like it when you've got your fingers in me.
[ Ah, jeez, they've only just gotten to know each other and she's so open about it already. Yeah, Weiss is horny.
While Weiss would happily demonstrate what she means, she doesn't slip her fingers into the pirate's entrance just yet. The pad of her middle finger reaches Nami's clit first, a bit of slickness from sliding along the entrance means that it isn't rough when she touches it, when she starts rolling her finger gently. ]
Yeah, [ She lets out heated sigh, just thinking about it now. ] I like it a lot.
[ And this too, of course. ]
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I like it too. [ She agrees in a breathless whisper, as the internal fight not to rock back against Weiss' fingers and urge her to touch her further rages on, fanned by the slow tension gently beginning to build through her as she's teased to further slickness., a sensation that keeps her babbling. ]
I never knew how good it would feel making another woman come until I came here.
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[ She lets the pad of her finger get a bit more slick, pushing it into Nami's entrance a little bit, then sliding it up and down again. Another push, then back up and down. She intends to get her finger nice and wet that it shouldn't hurt going in.
Maybe it might help, but she leans down to kiss just below Nami's asscheek, too. A nice kiss on the back of her thigh. She can't kiss her back when there's ink all over there, after all. ]
I've only ever done this to myself until I came here.
[ "This" being slipping her finger in finally 'til the first knuckle, testing to see if she can insert her middle finger further in until there's no place else for her hand to go. Seeing the way her finger is inside Nami now, the rest of her hand just on the other woman's crotch is pretty hot... Weiss isn't salivating or anything, but she does wet her lips as she waits for a response. ]
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The first few times came out of nowhere. [ Well, mostly. She and Mitsuru had ended up in bed on purpose, but the being pelted with pollen from those plants running around that happened before the sex certainly wasn't on Nami's agenda.
Hearing Weiss tell her she's only done this on herself before the resort, Nami manages a ragged, breathless laugh before the sensation of Weiss' finger pressing past her slicked up entrance makes her cut the sound off in a gasp. Gripping the sheets in front of her to try to ground herself and resist the urge to rock back on that finger, Nami's teeth rake down her lower lip before she attempts a reply, her voice a little more breathless than it had been mere moments ago. ]
You could have fooled me, you're making me crazy, Weiss.
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[ Get crazy, Nami. That would truly be the best thing to happen at a time like this.
It's not like they're best friends or anything, but being so open about sex in this place, Weiss can't help but share a little more about herself as she very slowly fucks Nami in her fingers. ]
That day we met and "played chess", [ Can Nami hear the airquotes in Weiss' description? Well, they're present. She means something else by that, which she hopes the other girl will pick up on. ] that was something I couldn't forget.
[ And so, when she draws her hand back ever so slightly, she slips her index finger in too, to add a little bit of thickness. Weiss isn't even touching herself, but the way her fingers are coated in warm slick is turning her on that she can't help but let out a moan. ]
I want to keep doing this to you...
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lmao six months later, wrap here?