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futamas: Yang gives Weiss a really white christmas

          FUTAMAS

DECEMBER 9TH  

    Would Weiss ever imagine that a decent portion of her Christmas would be spent face down against a bed, her ass in the air? No. She never did, not even once. That was a very easy question, you see. Weiss was not one to be giving out, especially on a holiday all about giving. Weiss liked to think herself generous, but this was for once a situation where taking meant being more generous than giving. As Yang’s boner wrestled with Weiss’s lower lips, the grumpy, lightly drunken heiress took the chance to boggle the mind, wondering how it was she even got in this mess.

           Assume she’s old enough to drink, or from Europe, where you can drink like when you’re 18.

           Weiss was lonely under the mistletoe. That dwindling bunch of leaves hanged up over her head. It was hanging off the ceiling fan, their dorm room redecorated to properly be festooned with the red green vomit of a Christmas coating. There were lights and reefs and candy canes glued to the walls. They even had a half assed tree shoved in their room. It was an actual tree, which was hard as hell to sneak out of the forest. It was, of course, decorated much like the rest of the room.

           Christmas here was lot different than it was back home. Weiss almost missed that look her father gave her when she went to open this year’s meaningless gift. What do you give your daughter who already has everything? A little more everything, according to her father. Just the thought made her nearly miss sipping on her eggnog, but it would take more emotional horror than that to make Weiss miss a chance to take a drink. She sipped quietly while Ruby danced around the room. She was a lot more excited.

           “I’m so excited!” Ruby sang, spiraling around the room like it was her hall, and all the people in it were her fellow dancers. It must have been a moment of awakening when she accidentally bumped into Blake, who seemed a little less into the whole Christmas thing. Weiss smirked, figuring Blake probably celebrated Fanukah. Blake recovered from the spill, but Yang seemed so happy about the activity that now she was dancing with Ruby, the two spinning around their poor frightened cat. Blake sighed, rising up from the floor to head over to her bed. She was probably reaching her Christmas maximum.

           However, everyone else’s Christmas still needed one more thing, that seemed to only suddenly hit Yang well after that fact. “We don’t have the fruit cake!” She shouted. Ruby seemed to be the only other person who actively cared about that fruit cake situation.

           “Oh my gosh!” Ruby replied, the shock clear in her voice. This was really rocking her world. “Yang, we gotta get some!”

           “Blake.” Yang said. “You head out with Ruby and check to see if any stores are still open. Me and Weiss will go and look on other end of town to find some.” Blake didn’t seem likely to argue, so she headed out the door, being tugged on by a very eager Ruby. Soon as they were out the door. Yang walked over to the door and turned the lock. She quickly, dropped her clothes, letting every inch of her peachy skin be exposed to the open air of the room. Weiss felt the mistletoe fall from the ceiling fan and fwap against her head.  

           “W-what the hell are you doing?” Weiss shouted back. Yang could only grin. Movement caught Weiss’s eyes, causing her darting eyes to get an eye-load of throbbing dick. Weiss blushed, her pale complexion making her blush plenty clearly, darting her eyes up, past Yang’s thin stomach, impressive breasts, nice shoulders, and focus more on her playful eyes. “What the god damn is wrong with you?”

           “Oh, nothing.” Yang grins brightly, walking forward with so much confidence the floor boards nearly curled away from her, clearing a path to let her go. “Really, what’s wrong with you? My dick is tooootally not inside you right now. It should like, already be in you-“

           OH GOD! Her flashback was ruined when Yang slid right into her. Weiss gasped, her fists bundling up loads of bed cover into her hands. Her pale rear was slid into, Yang just going to town on her. The bed started to shake, shivering from the forces Yang displayed. Weiss’s rear somehow found the way to bounce, even though her ass was a bit smaller than the other girl’s. Yang didn’t seem to have comparisons in mind when it came to stuffing asses. Yang’s hips slapped up against Weiss over and over, filling the room’s air with their copulation. Weiss’s appetite for fruit cake reached record lows.

           Yang nutted. God, she nutted way too fast. The bed covers were drenched with cum. Yang never seeming to empty of the stuff! She just kept pouring and pouring. When Weiss finally thought she was good and done, all Yang did was flip it over, and fuck her in some new and exciting angle. From this direction, Weiss could watch Yang’s face as the tough party girl plowed into her. Yang’s face was mostly what a wolf would like if it could smile while it howled, though from time to time she also winked at Weiss, which was unnerving and somehow reset all of Weiss’s attempts to adjust to being fucked.

           When Yang finally tired, and that was quite a while itself, she tugged her long self out of Weiss, coating the pale princess in a thin coat of cum. The door was kicked down, apparently Ruby and Blake had been barking to get back in for the longest time. Shamelessly, Yang turned back around, grinning, posing with her used, drenched cock. “She’s all your’s~” Weiss’s eyes widened as Blake and Ruby undid their own pants…

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