17Qrow Branwen was a nervous wreck. It was hardly the first time since joining the world of civilization, but it was the first time in a long while.
This wasn't the big city, however. This wasn't a battle against the Grimm where he and his team fought tooth and nail against the odds. No, this was a happy occasion. A celebration. A night to have fun. A night to remember.
Beacon Academy's dance.
Standing alone against the wall, Qrow observed the dozens of bodies on the dance floor moving to the rhythm of the music. This wasn't his sort of scene at all. Too many people. Too many colors. Not enough corners to hide in. Qrow unscrewed the top of his pocket flask of alcohol and poured a bit into his cup of punch. It was the only way to make this experience even remotely tolerable. More importantly, however, it was the only way for him to be able to build up the courage for what needed to be done.
Red eyes zoned in on a beacon of light in the dimly-lit room. A glowing angel among the shadows of black tuxedos and dresses worn by others. His friend. His partner. His guide in a strange and new world so unlike the Branwen Tribe he'd grown up in.
Summer Rose.
With long red-black hair tied up elegantly in some sort of complex braid, and wearing a pristine white dress which embodied every bit of her purity and grace, Summer stood at the center of the room as the center of attention, as a crowd of both boys and girls surrounded her. She deserved every bit of interest she received from their peers. She was kind. Sweet. Caring. A young woman who would one day make a fine huntress and an even finer mother, should she ever choose to want children. Qrow could only hope… hope against hope… that he could stand a chance with an amazing girl like her.
Taking another sip of his spiked punch, Qrow breathed deeply before pushing himself off the wall. It was time. Finally time. After months of being this girl's partner, months of pining after her from afar, he had to say something. It was driving him insane to be so close yet so far away from her. At the very least he wanted to get his feelings out in the open. Win or lose, at least then it would finally be done. He would be able to move forward with no regrets.
Tossing his cup away and shoving the tiny metal flask into his pants pocket, Qrow stumbled a bit as he made his way over to where Summer stood. Hands came up to adjust the red tie he wore and to straighten out the black jacket of his tuxedo. He would have tried to fix his hair as well, but both he and his sister possessed wild locks which could never truly be tamed. Just like themselves.
The crowd parted for the young man who'd already made quite a reputation for himself here at Beacon, and the way to Summer was unopposed. She must have noticed the crowd beginning to thin, and her silver eyes turned to regard him. Qrow stopped in his tracks, frozen in place as if he'd just been hit by the stone-cold gaze of a Gorgon. Such was the power of Summer Rose and what she was capable of doing to a man such as Qrow Branwen.
"Qrow," she greeted softly, her blinding smile brighter than any of the flashing strobe lights in Beacon's main hall. "You look so handsome."
The man was shaking softy, barely able to muster the strength necessary to respond to her king and earnest words. "T-thanks," he barely managed to get out. "So do you." Red eyes widened. "Beautiful I mean, not handsome," he instantly amended.
Summer brought a hand up to her lips as she giggled softly, the noise sounding more akin to music than laughter. Silver eyes closed and her shoulders heaved at his expense. Yet Qrow didn't care. She was paying attention to him. She had found his stumbling and awkward words amusing. He would gladly wear a skirt again if he could just make this girl laugh. Even if it was at him.
"Thank you," she said gratefully. "Are you having a good time? I know they probably didn't have dances like this back where you came from."
They didn't. Sure, there were celebrations after successful raids. Loot was shared. Booty was passed around. And not the kind of booty that was the same as loot, either. No, the Branwen Tribe was far more… primitive, compared to the people here in Vale. Strength was valued over morality. Relationships were rarer than casual hook-ups. Qrow had experienced more than his fair share of flesh and pleasure due to his status and position in the tribe. The strong dominated the weak where he came from, and the strong were entitled to whatever they wanted. Moreover, the weaker members of the tribe sought protection and status from being in the thrall of the strong. It wasn't uncommon for both men and women alike to willingly submit their services to the strong. To become little better than property to those in positions of great power and influence.
Yet as he stared into the loving silver eyes of Summer Rose, all of his strength was sapped from him. All of his power and dominance were stripped from him. His past conquests meant nothing. All he wanted was to be in the service of the most wonderful and beautiful woman he had ever had the privilege of knowing.
"It's a little intense," he admitted honestly. Qrow preferred small crowds compared to large ones like this. In fact he preferred no crowds at all, and felt more comfortable in a fight than at a party. However, he knew that Summer would never go for a savage. Tribal life was no life for a beautiful flower like her. She needed sunshine and care to thrive in this world. Qrow would strive to be the light of her world.
"Would you like to go somewhere a little more private?" she suggested.
Qrow immediately got the wrong idea in his head, and immediately cast it out. "Yeah," he agreed. "That'd be great."
His heart skipped a beat as Summer took him by the hand and led him away from the dance floor. It was so small and dainty compared to his, yet he knew that his partner, his leader, his friend, was a powerful and talented huntress. Looks could be deceiving, and though Summer was as beautiful as the flower of her namesake, she was as sharp as the thorns on a rose's stem.
Standing together against the wall in a dark corner of the room, Qrow felt more at peace here. Summer seemed unaffected, able to thrive no matter what environment she was in.
It was time. This was it. This was his moment. Qrow turned around to shield his actions from the girl next to him, and he quickly produced his flask and took a deep swig of its contents in order the muster the liquid courage that would be necessary for what came next.
He flinched, feeling a hand on his shoulder as he tucked the flask back into his pocket. "Qrow?" Summer asked. "Is everything alright?"
Turning to face Summer once more, he found concern in her bright eyes. It broke his heart to see worry on her face, yet knowing that it was for him warmed his body more than any liquor ever could.
"Well, you see, Summer…" he started out nervously. "It's… it's like this…"
Her head tilted in confusion. "Like what?"
"I, well, I, um…" Qrow hand came up to nervously scratch the back of his head. "Crap this isn't easy to say."
"Do you need more alcohol?" she asked genuinely. Qrow's lips parted, but words died on them as he stared into the completely serious face of his partner. "I could get you some if you'd like."
He didn't know where or how she would accomplish such a feat, but just the simple fact that Summer was not only willing to do so, but wasn't judging him for it either, pushed him over the edge. He loved this woman. He needed her to know how he felt.
"Summer, there's something I need to tell you," he forced out of his mouth, spurred on by her superhuman caring nature. "I've been drinking all night trying to work up the courage to talk to you."
"Aww Qrow, sweetie," she cooed softly. A smile brighter than the sun made his legs feel like jelly. Or maybe that was the alcohol. "What is it?"
"Well, it's like this. I… I like you, Summer."
"Ooohh," she said knowingly. That smile was still present on her lips when she responded. "I like you too, Qrow. I like everyone on our team."
Qrow winced. Of course that was how his confession would be taken. It was just his luck, after all. Summer was far too sweet and innocent to believe that he would like her as anything more than a teammate. As a friend. Of course she liked him back. As she'd said, she liked everyone on Team STRQ. Even Raven.
Still, this wouldn't do. He'd come this far, and he wasn't about to back down now. He wasn't going to leave this at face value as a simple misunderstanding. Summer was going to know how he felt about her, and then the ball would be in her court. She could do with this information what she chose, but she would know how he felt about her.
"No, no," he pressed. Hands balled into fists as he looked down into her sweet silver eyes. "I mean, I like you, Summer. As… as more than just a friend and a teammate."
Her face didn't change. Her smile didn't dissipate. Her gaze never left his. "I know," she replied, shocking the man who'd just worked up the strength and will to confess to her. "I like everyone on our team too. As more than just friends and teammates."
"…what?"
Was he drunk? No, he hadn't drank that much. Sure he was tipsy, but not so much that he would be seeing or hearing things.
That serene smile of Summer's never left her face. "Yeah. You, Tai, Raven. Is it wrong that I just wanna have one big Team STRQ orgy and just get like, every hole stuffed by you three?"
Qrow blinked. Who was this and what had she done with his sweet, innocent rose? "I'm sorry, what?"
Summer shrugged sheepishly, her gaze finally falling away from his in embarrassment. "I mean I know it'd be kinda awkward with you and Raven being twins and all, but two handsome studs and one hot bandit girl just ravaging my soft, supple skin is a fantasy I've had ever since initiation." She laughed at herself, shaking her head softly in embarrassment. "I know, pretty silly isn't it?"
Silly? That was one way to describe it. Utterly shocking to learn that his innocent and pure team leader was a massive pervert was more accurate. How had she hidden this side of herself away from him for so many months?
"Yeah, no, forget that," Qrow quickly said, referring to the part about him and his sister being together. He had to get back on track. "So you mean… you like me too?"
"I do!" she said cheerfully.
Qrow grinned stupidly as he stared down at his shoes. He had to summon the courage to look back into Summer's eyes when he spoke next. "So would you… would you ever be interested in…"
"Fucking?" she asked. "Yeah, sure. We could totally do that tonight if you're down."
The words hit Qrow like a train running through the tunnels of Mountain Glenn. It took him a moment to compose himself. "I was going to say go on a date, but that works too…"
"So tell you what. Meet me in room nine at the exchange student dorms, okay? I don't wanna use our room because with your luck Tai and Raven would walk in on us during it. Not that I'd mind that, but I know you're not into the idea."
His luck. His Semblance. Summer was so thoughtful to take that into account. Even more so to put aside her own fantasies about being ravaged by all three of her teammates just to make his own wishes a reality. This was more than Qrow could have ever hoped for.
"Y-yeah," he agreed. "Why room nine though? I know the place is empty and all, but why that one specifically?
"Oh, I just know that one's empty and in good condition," she cheerfully explained. "I go there when I wanna masturbate in peace. You know, make a whole night of it."
Qrow blinked. So that was why she sometimes disappeared for hours at a time some nights. He always thought she was doing some sort of private training. As it turned out she was doing another private physical activity…
"I'll meet you there. I just wanna go to our room real quick and pick up some condoms. I mean I'm on the pill right now, but again, your luck and all… we should be extra careful."
Qrow had no idea Summer had condoms in their dorm room, though after learning this little bit of information about her he wasn't too surprised. Besides, he couldn't agree more with her reasoning. The last thing they needed here at Beacon was a teenage pregnancy.
The two friends and partners went their separate ways to do what needed to be done. Before the night was over, Qrow was going to get some action. Some amazing, meaningful action unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.
Qrow found the room in question, room nine in the exchange student dorms. He wasn't surprised to find that it was unlocked, seeing how it had become Summer's private spot where she dealt with her private spot.
Shutting the door behind him, he had no way of knowing that the force had knocked out one of the nails holding the number nine upright.
Raven Branwen was a hunter, not to be confused with the huntress which she trained to be. She was a living embodiment of everything which the Branwen Tribe stood for. Strength over all else. The strong lived while the weak died. Or if they didn't die, they would be ruled under the dominating heel of those with the strength and will to prosper. Raven was one of the strong. One of the dominant. One who always sought control.
Yet here, away from the comfort and familiarity of her tribe, she was never in control. Her own system of morality and justice was foreign to the citizens of Vale and students of Beacon Academy. She'd even managed to somehow find herself under the thumb of a goodie-two-shoes like Summer Rose. She was an unwilling and unhappy participant in the school's team system in which she found herself taking orders from another weaker than herself.
Her twin brother Qrow had fallen into this trap as well, though after months of viewing him from afar it wasn't hard to see why he not only fell, but did so willingly. He'd fallen more from just his position in the Branwen Tribe. He'd fallen in love as well. He was head over heels for his partner and team leader Summer. Like the weaker thralls in their tribe, he was willingly putting himself in the service of the girl in hopes that she would find favor with him. What a pathetic and weak excuse for a man he'd become.
Yet… if she looked at things objectively, was she any different?
Standing in a room full of weaklings and idiots, Raven wore a crimson dress a shade darker than her piercing red eyes. Though she normally wore a skirt due to the freedom it granted her in battle, she never thought she'd find herself wearing a dress. She hated such girly things and everything they stood for. However, she wore it tonight for a reason. A reason she hated herself for even feeling, much less acknowledging. A reason with fair, messy hair and deep blue eyes. A reason with tanned skin and a tattoo on his right arm, and a body which rippled with muscles and was crisscrossed by scars earned in the heat of battle. A reason that heated her own loins, much to her chagrin.
"So you gonna stand there looking menacing all night?" the reason asked her from behind. "Or do you wanna try to have fun for just once in your life?"
Raven turned around to regard the young man who was her partner. The man who under different circumstances would have fit in well with her tribe.
Taiyang Xiao Long.
Wearing that typical mischievous smirk on his lips, her partner and her guide in the civilized world regarded her with amusement, likely due to the scowl which had formed on her own lips. He had a certain way of always getting under her skin, and deliberately so. He challenged her both verbally and physically, and the fact that the two were usually even-matched made her blood boil as much as it made her heart ache.
"I've had plenty of fun," Raven bit back, withholding absolutely none of the disdain she felt in her tone as her eyes flicked up to meet his. "The kind you and your kind would probably call criminal."
Tai breathed out a laugh as his arms folded across his tuxedo-clad chest. "Oh yeah? Is raiding a bunch of poor helpless villagers your idea of fun?"
"What if it was?" she asked back with no trace of remorse in her own voice. "You'd have had to be there to understand."
"I'll take a hard pass on that one," he replied, in turn showing no anger or disdain for her previous lifestyle and choices. "Panty raids here at Beacon are much more my scene."
A soft snarl formed on Raven's lips. Oh yes, she recalled the first time a pair of her underwear had gone missing from her drawer. She also recalled all the other times girls had all but thrown theirs in Taiyang's direction. He was quite the lady's man, earning the attention of their classmates without so much as having to even try. With his boyish good looks and cool demeanor, he possessed a charisma which was impossible to replicate through sheer effort alone. Tai possessed the 'it factor', and it drew female attention to him like moths to a flame. Raven had caught their own team leader Summer sneaking peeks in his direction on more than one occasion.
"Your scene is muddy ditch where your broken and mangled body will lie," she growled.
As per usual, Tai laughed at her hostility in his direction. He knew the game all too well. He understood the relationship they shared. "Yeah, and I'm sure you're gonna put me there, won't you?" he asked sarcastically. "Hate to break it to you, sweetcheeks, but you could never beat me one on one in a fight."
Raven glared at the man who as per usual challenged her. "You've never been on the cutting end of Omen," she replied darkly.
"And you'd never use it on me," he countered. "Because we both know you'd miss me if I were gone."
This time it was Raven's turn to laugh, and she spat out a harsh breath somewhere between amusement and incredulity. "Only in your dreams."
"And what if I did dream about you?" he said softly, leaning down to growl the words into her ear. "What if you gave me naughty thoughts that I had to clean after waking up?"
Raven's eyes widened, and she took a step away from Tai as his deep blue eyes bored holes into her own. She let loose another harsh breath, her face attempting to harden itself to hide the shock threatening to erupt onto it. "You… you…"
His sultry expression broke, and Tai's lips split to reveal twin rows of white teeth as he grinned down on the girl in victory. "What's wrong, Raye? Did I say something wrong, or was it too right for you to handle?"
The bandit girl's teeth ground together as she let out a snarl of contempt. Damn him. She hated the way he was able to get under her skin like this. Raven knew she was at a disadvantage when it came to wordplay and teasing due to her own limited upbringing, but the way Tai was able to constantly get one over on her was unacceptable. She wasn't used to being in such a position back home. No, back in the tribe she was strong. She was dominant. Things were black and white. There was no dancing around issues there. People were direct about what they wanted. Conflict solved all problems. Physicality was the tool of the trade.
Raven lashed out with a hand and grabbed the front of her partner's tuxedo, pulling him down closer to meet her own gaze. "You're lucky this school has rules," she whispered harshly.
"And you're lucky you're so cute when you're angry," he smiled down on her.
Squeezing tightly on his jacket for an instant, Raven shoved him backwards as she released him. Tai's heartfelt laughter filled her ears, making her all the more upset as she realized that a war of words wasn't one she could win, and in here a war of fists wouldn't be tolerated.
"Relax, Raye," he told her, not realizing that telling her to relax would just make her more angry. Or maybe he did realize that and did so intentionally. "Just having a little fun. You know how to have fun, don't you?"
"Stop calling me that," she ordered. "It's Raven, not Raye."
"But Raye's short for Raven," he explained. "You know, a nickname. One that shows how close we are. My name's Taiyang but you call me Tai. Fair's fair, isn't it?"
Raven's arms folded across her chest as she looked away from him. "I don't care."
Tai breathed out a soft laugh, and as he walked away Raven turned to watch him leave. Her lips parted briefly, and she wanted to take a step after him to get him back, but stopped when she realized he was merely walking over to the refreshment table to grab a pair of drinks from it.
Raven bit down on her lip, angry at herself for wanting to go after him at the thought of him leaving her, and watched as he came back carrying a cup in each hand. He held one out for her to take.
When she did, he held up his own offering her a toast. "To fun," he smiled.
Raven merely glared at him, not partaking in the toast and merely downing the contents of her cup in a couple gulps. Her face scrunched up, and she stared down into the empty cup as soon as she'd swallowed.
Tai smiled and did the same. After draining his own cup he must have noticed her expression and spoke again. "It's spiked," he said knowingly. "The whole damn bowl is."
Raven was unimpressed. She was hardly new to alcohol, but she was sure a lot of the students here were. "Good to know."
"Yeah, but I don't think Qrow does," Tai said. "I've been seeing him pouring stuff from a flask into his own cups. Guy doesn't even realize he's just adding fuel to a fire."
Raven snorted a laugh. "Good. Let the fool get drunk. It might actually be amusing."
Tai laughed in turn. "You're one mean sister, you know that?"
"And he's one idiot brother," she countered. "Maybe getting blackout drunk will teach him something."
"Oh? And how are you when it comes to handling alcohol?"
Red eyes flicked back up to meet blue. If this was a challenge, she wasn't about to let it pass. "Get me another drink and find out."
Tai offered a mock salute with his right hand. "Yes, ma'am."
He went and returned with another pair of cups. Raven downed the punch quickly before taking the second cup and doing the same. The man went to retrieve yet more drinks for both to enjoy.
This juvenile cocktail meant for Beacon's students was nothing compared to what she had experienced before in the wilds of Anima. It would take more than a few sips to get to her. "Fun enough for you yet, Tai?"
Tai downed his own punch before breathing a satisfied gasp. "Now you're starting to let loose. I like this side of you, Raye."
"Raven," she corrected him again. "You will call me Raven."
"How about cutie? Because right now you're really adorable when you're angry."
She wasn't in the mood for this again. She wasn't in the mood for words. Tai was choosing a battlefield in which he held the advantage. He wasn't fighting fair, but two could play at that game.
After all, bandits didn't fight fair. Bandits took what they wanted. Hunters took what they wanted. Hunters killed their prey.
Squeezing down on the empty paper cup, Raven let it fall to the ground before that same hand lashed out and slammed into the wall beside Tai's head. She pressed her body up closer to his, pinning Tai between it and the wall.
"You're pressing your luck, you worm," she growled softly. "If we weren't here with all these people I'd force you to call me Master."
"Is that a threat or a promise?" he whispered back darkly.
He was trying to get into her head again. Turning something hostile into something sexual. Screw that. Screw him. Maybe it was the alcohol talking. Maybe she'd just become fed up with his carefree and disrespectful attitude toward her. Or maybe the feelings for him she'd buried down deep inside her were finally coming out. All Raven Branwen knew was that she wanted to dominate Taiyang Xiao Long. And not in a sparring competition like they were so used to having together.
"Both," she spoke menacingly as she leaned up on her toes to bring her lips even closer to his face. "You talk a big game, Tai. Can you back it up?"
To his credit, the man seemed unfazed by her sudden proximity to him. Oh yes, he would have done so well in the tribe… "Can you?" he asked back.
Sharp blue eyes stared down into her own, challenging her. He wanted to play a game? She was down for that. She'd play and win this game tonight. She was going to break him in a way they'd never tried before.
"We're going to leave this stupid dance," she spoke in a low, dark voice to him. "And I'm going to make you mine. By the time tonight's over you won't be able to make your stupid little comments anymore," she promised him. "Because your voice will be hoarse from screaming my name."
A knowing smirk curled up on his lips. "Yeah? We'll see who loses their voice first. I'll bet the bandit girl isn't used to her own booty getting plundered."
Raven breathed out a husky breath, and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. So much promise. So much anticipation. Tai was every bit a match for her as she both hated and adored. She would absolutely love to break him and wipe that cute smirk off his face.
She would make him hers tonight. She would claim another prize in her long list of victories and plunders.
"We'll see," she whispered, taking a step back away from him, eyeing him hungrily. "Go find us a room where we can be alone. I'll meet you there, got it?"
Tai nodded and eagerly set off to find a place where the two would be able to do battle together once more.
She would take only a few minutes, but Raven needed to freshen up before claiming what was hers. A few minutes later she had received a message on her scroll from Tai telling her to meet him in room six in the exchange student dormitory.
By the time the night was through, her teammate would experience pleasure the likes of which not even he had ever felt before.
The lights were too bright. They hurt his eyes. Just how much had he drank?
Qrow sat on the bed in room nine, awaiting the arrival of the woman he had once admired from afar, but would soon be able to admire up close and personally. Sure he may have been a little drunk, but he was still able to perform for the occasion. Qrow had stripped down from his stuffy dance clothes, happy, willing, and eager to get a taste of what he'd always wanted from his partner.
It wouldn't be his first time. Far from it. What it would be, however, was the first time that meant something. Summer was no minion of the tribe. She was no prize to be had. No servant to be exploited. No, she was everything. A priceless treasure to be protected and admired. Someone far too good for a man like him, yet someone who saw something in him as well. He couldn't believe it. Perhaps his normal bad luck was finally starting to turn around.
The door opened, and blinding light from the hallway hit his eyes. Qrow turned around and shielded himself from the attack, and was thankful when Summer closed the door again. He was even more thankful when she didn't go for the lights. Qrow stood up, naked as the day he was born, and walked over to the target of his affections.
"In the dark?" she asked. Her voice sounded deeper than normal, but Qrow attributed that to alcohol dulling his senses. He hoped that it wouldn't do too much to dampen the pleasure Summer was about to bring him.
He'd waited far too long for this. In the darkness he approached where he'd heard her voice and made out the shape of her body. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.
His lips founds hers as he leaned down, kissing her with all the vigor and passion he could muster. Every bit of lust and yearning her felt for this woman was unleashed all at once.
Summer's lips tasted of fruit and alcohol, and she'd undoubtedly enjoyed some punch from the dance. Where she'd gotten the alcohol, he couldn't say. Maybe she was like him and required a little bit of liquid courage to pursue her own desires. It would clash with what he'd heard from Summer only a little while ago, but Qrow wasn't about to question things when he finally had the girl of his dreams in his arms.
The two teammates passionately and sloppily made out, swapping spit as their lips and tongues battled for dominance over one another. Summer, who was usually so sweet and gentle, was rough and domineering as she attacked his mouth with her own. Her hands came up behind his head, squeezing down on his hair as she pushed the two of them closer to the bed. Qrow felt his body nearly collapse when the back of his legs hit the mattress, and he buckled before falling back onto the bed, Summer coming with him.
She straddled his hips, unrelenting in her amorous assault as she kissed him so much that she'd stolen all the breath from his lungs. Qrow had to pull away, gasping for air as Summer's hands fell down to his chest where she began to caress his slim but muscular frame. His own hands came up to the small of her back, moving down to cup her supple backside which lay under the dress. This wouldn't do at all.
He fumbled around behind her for the zipper, and in no time the dress came off. She wasn't wearing a bra, and Summer's breasts were open for the taking. Qrow pounced as any bandit would, and his lips latched around one of Summer's breasts where he began to suck like his life depended on it.
Her breathy moans filled his ears and drove him mad. He was making Summer feel this way. He was making her feel good. Drawing gasps and pants from the woman of his dreams. Even though his head was hazy, he was still aware of everything as they danced in the dark. The taste of her flesh. The sounds of her breaths. The feel of her fingers squeezing down on his hair as she straddled him.
Her chest was larger than he would have thought, but then again he'd never seen her naked before. Qrow would always respectfully look away whenever she got changed in their dorm room, despite how much he wanted to peek. Even though he wasn't getting to see her tits in the light, he was still able to feel and taste them. They were amazing. Perky and soft, his mouth was filled with one of them as he sucked and nibbled at her hard nipple, earning feverish breaths and moans from the girl.
Eventually her hands forced his face off of her, and Summer's warm weight left his lap in order to stand up. In the gloom he saw her silhouette slide her panties down her legs before stepping out of them. Without wasting a moment was on him again, and to his surprise, found the bunched up pair of underwear stuffed into his mouth.
He groaned something unintelligible with the panties stuffed in his mouth, a question of what she was doing and why. As he felt Summer grab hold of his hard cock and position it underneath her, he received his answer in the form of a husky whisper.
"Shhh," she hushed. "You talk too much," she grunted as she allowed Qrow to slip inside of her. Summer's voice was darkly seductive when she was in the mood for sex. "Don't ruin this."
Qrow had never been one to think that he of all people talked too much, but if Summer wanted his mouth stuffed with her panties while she rode him, then who was he to complain?
As he lay back on the bed, Summer began to bounce up and down on his hips, moaning and groaning as she was filled with his length.
To say that Taiyang was disappointed would be an understatement. After all that talk, all of the excitement, the prospect of getting to bang Raven… she never showed. Was that her plan all along? Was that her game? To get him hot and bothered, to get him excited, and then pull the rug out from under him?
He'd gone to the room they agreed to, but she never came. Even as he was walking back to his team's dorm room he could imagine the black-haired girl laughing at his expense. She'd finally found a way to get one over on him, and it was a powerfully effective one. He'd never hear the end of this from her come morning. How she'd gotten him so excited and so ready for a night of wild sex, only to leave him disappointed and blue-balled.
Wanting this night to be over with, Tai arrived at Team STRQ's room and opened the door. He was ready to just fall face first onto his bed and sleep his hurt feelings away. When he stepped inside, however, he was surprised to find Summer there as well. She looked up from where she sat at the edge of her bed, and her normally bright and warm silver eyes seemed to be filled with similar disappointment as well.
"Hey, Sum," he greeted, forcing a smile onto his face. "Done dancing already?"
She shrugged sullenly. "Yeah. I guess."
Tai frowned, and after closing the door moved to sit down on the bed opposite of hers. There was strange sort of aura in the room, and the girl who was normally able to light up any room with her positivity was unusually dour.
"Did something happen there?" he asked softly. "You don't exactly seem like yourself right now."
Summer shrugged again. "I don't know. It's nothing." She paused, her eyes focused on the hands which were intertwined in her lap. "It's just… weird."
"Weird?" Tai wondered, his eyes narrowing as his head tilted. "What happened?"
"This is going to sound weird, but did they… get rid of some rooms in the exchange student dorms? Like, maybe they turned one into a janitor's closet or something?"
That was weird. Tai didn't have an answer for it either. When he had visited the exchange student dormitory everything seemed normal. "I don't think so," he said. "Why?"
"It's just… I couldn't find room nine. I was supposed to go there and meet…" She stopped herself, and silver eyes glanced up into his. "Um, well," she laughed softly. "I was supposed to meet someone there."
Tai quirked an eyebrow, and a knowing grin spread on his lips. "Oh? Who's the special someone?"
His smile was contagious, and Summer couldn't help but show a soft smile of her own as her face fell back down to her lap. "Actually, it was Qrow," she admitted softly. "We were going to, well, you know…"
Summer and Qrow? Tai laughed aloud. So the poor fool had finally mustered the courage to talk to his crush only for them to not be able to find the room? At first Tai hadn't believed that his teammate's Semblance was bad luck, but this was just further proof of it. The guy had finally gotten the chance to get with Summer only for luck to conspire against him in the end.
"Did you try texting him?"
Summer nodded. "I did. No response. I have no idea where he is or what happened to him."
And yet that wasn't too far off from his own situation… "You know it's funny that you mention that," he said, the smile fading from his face. "I was supposed to meet Raven in another room at the exchange dorms, but she never showed either."
Summer hummed thoughtfully. "That's weird."
He nodded. "It is weird."
"So… you and Raven then?" she asked nervously. Tai noticed the lump in Summer's throat as she swallowed. "You have a thing for Raven then?"
He did. But honestly he had a thing for Summer too. Being on the same team as two amazingly beautiful women, with two personalities that couldn't have been further apart from one another, was torturous for the young man. Although Beacon girls threw themselves at him left and right, Tai only had eyes for two women in his life. One eye for Raven and one for Summer.
"I, um…" he started, before a sheepish smile formed on his face. A hand came up to rub the back of his neck. "Well as long as we're being honest tonight and saying a lot of really personal stuff, I, well, I like both of you," he admitted. "You're both so great and amazing in your own ways. It's just that tonight was the first time one of you showed any sort of interest in me too. I figured I'd be a fool not to jump on it…"
Tai was uncomfortable admitting his feelings like that. It wasn't exactly a suave love confession like one saw in the movies. His words wouldn't sweep Summer off her feet, but at least she would know the truth. She would be able to digest those words and do with them as she wished. She'd seemed almost sad about him showing interest in Raven. At least now she would know that he had feelings for her as well.
Summer stood from her bed and moved over to sit down next to him. Frighteningly intense and beautiful silver eyes stared into his, and he was sure that he would be turned to stone should he stare into them for too long. Such was the power of Summer's petrifying gaze.
"Tai," she whispered. "I'm horny."
He blinked. Words he never expected to hear from his sweet team leader. "Wha?"
Her right hand came to cover up his left. Her fingers interlocked with his and she squeezed down on the far larger hand. "And seeing how Qrow and Raven ditched us both… well… do you wanna fuck?"
A second string of words he never expected to hear had come a second later. Tai was never used to being put on the defensive, especially not when it came to an exchange of words. Right now, however, he had no countermeasure to Summer's surprisingly dirty mouth and mind.
"Um, you wanna… with me?" he questioned. "Do you like me too, Summer?"
She smiled brightly, and that sweet, serene expression on her face wiped all fears and doubts from Tai's mind. Summer Rose was a shining example of purity and hope. Humanity's finest qualities exemplified. Yet underneath the veneer she wore for everyone else to see…
Summer Rose was a dirty, naughty girl!
"I like you," she admitted. "And Qrow. And Raven. One at a time or all at once, I really wanna fuck all of you."
A threesome with Summer and Raven was something Tai could definitely get behind. However at the moment he supposed he could settle for just Summer. After all, she liked him back. And considering he had been toyed with by Raven tonight, he wanted to get all the lust out of his system.
"I'm down," he said. "Let me go out and get some-"
"Condoms?" she asked. "Got them."
"Oh. Well… I guess that's everything then…"
Summer smiled menacingly, teeth showing as her eyes narrowed on him. "Oh Tai, sweetie. We haven't even begun to do everything yet…"
With force he didn't think possible from a delicate flower like Summer, she shoved Tai down onto his back and climbed on top of him.
Raven's face was stuffed into the pillow as the weight on her back pressed her down again and again. Normally she was the one who wanted to be in control. She wanted to be on top. And she had been to start out. However after a few minutes she had found her world, as well as her body turned upside down, and had been pushed down onto the bed on her belly.
Tai was above her, his hips clapping against her ass every time his thrust down on her. Raven's grunts and moans were lost in the pillow as he pounded her down into the bed. To his credit he hadn't removed her panties from his mouth even while he was above her. He didn't say a word while his hands pressed down on her back and his hips slammed into her. It was somehow even hotter like this. Hotter when neither of them were talking. They knew what felt good, and they knew how to make each other feel good. No words were necessary while they fucked.
She felt the breaths and grunts from his nostrils against her ear and neck, and hearing those primal noises from her lover was the hottest thing she'd ever experienced. Tai was pressed down against her back, unrelenting as he ravaged flesh which had never been taken like this before. No man had ever dominated her like Tai was. Yet here and now she reveled in the new experience.
Raven bit down on the pillow as she came again. Stifling her moans and screams into it, Tai didn't relent. It was as if he relished drawing those noises from her. He wanted her to scream. She would have screamed his name had her face not been imprisoned in the pillow. Had his crushing weight above her not forced her down into the mattress with no hope of escape until he'd had his fill. Her legs were weak and wobbly from both orgasm and alcohol, and she couldn't be free of her lover's desire until he allowed her up. Part of her wanted to never leave her position underneath him.
As her hands squeezed down on the sheets and her throat became sore from her harsh moans, she felt Tai pull out. He adjusted to a kneeling position atop an ass sore from his slapping hips, and an eruption of warm and sticky semen began to coat her back. Raven heard Tai moan as spurt after spurt of his spunk shot onto her back, claiming her yet again in the most primal way possible. Eventually his grunting breaths slowed, as did his stream of cum, and his body collapsed back atop her back.
Maybe it was the alcohol she'd consumed earlier, or maybe her brain was just too filled with lust to care about a cleanup, but as Tai rolled her over onto her side and wrapped an arm around her waist, she didn't care about the sticky substance which glued their bodies together. All she knew was that Tai's embrace was warm and loving. Raven drifted off into a blissful and peaceful slumber in the arms of the man she'd just fucked.
The smell, the feel, the taste of hair filled every sense of Qrow as his mind drifted back to consciousness. A warm body pressed against his. Eyelids which were heavy from both weariness and hangover struggled to open. It was time to greet the morning, as well as the beautiful woman he'd enjoyed the previous night when.
With his face buried into her long, gorgeous hair, it appeared almost black close up. As he pulled his head away, an arm still wrapped around her slender stomach, Qrow pulled back to see that Summer's hair had indeed been down last night when they'd made love. Or, more accurately, when they'd fucked.
As red eyes blinked trying to remove the haze of slumber from them, they squinted when Summer's hair did indeed appear black. Thick. Long. Incredibly long. Familiar…
Qrow sucked in a breath, and the hand around his lover pulled her toward him to lay the woman on her back.
He screamed.
Falling backwards and off the bed, Qrow's heart was beating a mile a minute at the realization of who shared his bed. No. No. This couldn't be happening. This had to be a prank. It had to be a trick. It had to be…
"Tai?" his sister mumbled sleepily as he saw her sit up in bed. Fully nude. Her large breasts dangling down, covered in bite marks and hickeys. "What's wr-oh my gods!"
Her own crimson eyes went wide, and Raven screamed as she pulled up the sheets to cover her shame. Too little too late, however. And, if his fears were correct, the least of their concerns when it came to the twin's intimacy.
"Raven! What are you doing here!" Qrow yelled as he picked himself up off the floor.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" she shouted back just as angrily. "What are you doing here? Where's Tai?"
"Tai? Where's Summer?"
"How the fuck should I know! I came to this room last night to bang Tai!"
Qrow's stomach fell. "And I came here to be with Summer…"
"Oh gods," she breathed, eyes wide and staring down at the bed sheet. "Did we… did we just…"
Maybe it was the hangover. Or maybe it was the reality of their situation. Whatever the case, Qrow lost whatever food and drink he'd enjoyed at the dance last night. All over the floor.
Raven offered no protest or complaint. To be honest it was amazing she wasn't having a similar reaction.
A good twenty seconds passed as Qrow emptied the contents of his stomach on the floor. Luckily it hadn't been on his clothes, which lay strewn across the room. When he'd finished he began collecting the pieces so that he wasn't standing naked in front of his sister.
"Oh gods it's all over my back!" Raven shrieked. Qrow didn't dare turn around, but he heard that Raven had thrown the covers off of herself and stood up. "I need a shower. I need a fucking shower!"
He did too. As more than just a way to get clean. He felt incredibly dirty in more ways than one.
As Qrow slipped his clothes on he heard a zipper. Thankfully Raven was putting her dress back on. Pretty soon he'd be able to look at her again, even though the last thing he wanted to do was look his twin sister in the eyes.
"Qrow, listen to me very carefully," she said darkly. "This never happened. Okay? We never… we never…"
"Had sex," he finished, nearly choking on the words as they left his mouth.
"Do not ever say that word in front of me!" she ordered. "Or so help me I will remove that little worm you call a prick with my blade."
The sarcastic side of Qrow wanted to say that she'd enjoyed what she called a little worm the night before, but right now the horror of their situation far exceeded the satisfaction he would get from getting one over on his sister. No, this was not a joking matter. This was a drunken mistake born out of misunderstanding.
He just didn't know how it had happened. How had he wound up in a room with Raven when he was supposed to meet Summer?
Right now it didn't really matter though. He needed to get out of here as soon as possible. They both did.
Fully dressed now Qrow fled, and as he shut the door behind him saw that the room he was supposed to meet Summer in… wasn't the room at all. She'd said nine, had she not? How had he wound up in six?
Red eyes stared at the single number. At the tiny hole above it that looked like it once contained a nail. How the brown wood on the door appeared darker there, almost following the pattern of the brass number…
Qrow reached out with a finger and slid the number six which dangled by a single nail now. Spinning it around, he corrected it to the number nine that it had once been when he arrived the previous night. The room he was supposed to meet Summer in…
Had become the room Raven was probably supposed to have met Taiyang in.
Of all the bad luck…
The young man fled the scene, his mind still trying to cope with the fact that he'd just fucked his sister. He wondered if Beacon had a counselor. He wondered if he would even want to share the experience at all. He wondered if he would ever be able to look at her the same way again.
When he arrived back at Team STRQ's dorm he hoped that Summer wouldn't be too angry with him. Not that this was even the most pressing matter on his plate right now, but the thought of the girl being upset about last night was too terrible to even consider.
Qrow opened the door and stepped inside to find the girl in question in bed. Not her bed, however. In Tai's bed. Wearing one of Tai's shirts… and Tai's boxers…
"Oh, hey, Qrow!" she greeted cheerfully. "Where have you been all night?"
He blinked. He didn't want to even think about where he'd been. "Um, I don't remember," he lied. "Sorry, I think I had too much to drink."
"Aww, poor baby," she cooed softly, standing up. Yeah, she was definitely wearing another man's clothes right now. "Well you're just in time. Tai's in the shower right now and we're about to head down to the cafeteria for breakfast. You wanna come?"
A shower. He could definitely use one of those right now. "I think I'll have to pass…"
She smiled sweetly at him. "Aw, well I hope you feel better. Sorry we couldn't hook up last night, maybe another time?"
His eyes scanned Tai's clothes once more. It appeared that she'd hooked up with someone else last night anyway. After all, Summer had made it no secret she liked all three of her teammates. So while he had accidentally been with Raven, Summer had apparently taken Tai as a consolation prize.
"I, uh, maybe," he stumbled noncommittally.
"Well just let me know, okay?" she smiled as she gave him a pat on the shoulder. Her nose sniffed deliberately next. "Man, you smell like sex, Qrow. Did you end up getting lucky too last night?"
The exact opposite of lucky, to be exact.
"Uh… no… not exactly…"
Before he could say anything else, the door opened once more and Raven stepped in. Clad in her red dress and with a head full of messy black hair, she stomped into the room without regard for her two teammates which stood there.
"Raven!" Summer greeted happily. "Man, you and Qrow were both gone last night at the same time. What happened?" Her nose went to work again. "And wow, you reek of sex too. What did the two of you hook up last night or something?" she giggled.
Raven stopped dead in her tracks. Qrow paled. The room went awkwardly silent. Neither of the Branwen twins so much as moved a single muscle.
"Guys, that was a joke," she offered innocently. Until no one said a thing. Summer's face fell. "Um, guys?"
Qrow looked away in shame. Raven's back was still stiff and turned away. Only an idiot wouldn't have been able to read the room.
"You… you two… you seriously…" Summer whispered before pausing. The silence was deafening, but was soon shattered when the girl spoke next. "Wait, so does this mean you two would be willing to do a STRQ orgy now?"
Raven punched a hole in the wall.
"Or not!" Summer followed up quickly.
Qrow needed more alcohol.
Author's Note: I don't know why, but it seems like in every story I write with Summer as a character I make her into a total pervert in one way or another. Maybe it's just the subversion of expectations of the woman we know nothing about other than her being Supermom. Raven said that Ruby reminded her a lot of Summer, so taking a character who we expect to be sweet and innocent and making her a pervert is just funny to me.
Writing STRQ's team dynamic was a lot of fun and a totally new experience. I was just guessing on pretty much everything, so hopefully their personalities and interactions were entertaining.
Even though Qrow's one of the few RWBY characters I actually dislike, I almost feel bad about doing this to him. But then again it's all in the name of comedy, so oh well.
I hope you all enjoyed this latest shit post. It was totally unplanned, and I did it over the course of about 24 hours. Such is the power of memes and shit posts.
Thanks for reading.
