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works/2109582.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Other
  Fandom:
      RWBY
  Relationship:
      Ruby_Rose/Crescent_Rose
  Character:
      Ruby_Rose
  Additional Tags:
      POV_Second_Person, Gun_Kink, Masturbation, An_Engineer's_Passion
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-08-09 Words: 916
****** Crescents and Rubies ******
by ReasonableDaemonette
Summary
     Ruby has a thing for weapons, and Crescent Rose more than any other.
     Second Person POV, from Crescent Rose's perspective.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Ruby had decided that today was going to be special. The rest of the team was
caught up in a weapon engineering project she had finished early, and had
slipped off to a little used training room to give you a little special
attention.
Where others hands would brutally strip your screws in their haste, Ruby was so
gentle you felt yourself coming apart in her hands. The scent of gun oil wafts
through the air as she slowly rubs down your exposed parts. She leans in and
inhales the heady mix of dust and lubricant, giving a small shiver as she does.
She reaches her oil-slicked hands down her shirt and up her skirt, enraptured
by the feel of oil between quickly heating skin. As her breath begins to come
heavier, Ruby casts you a speculative look. Catching her drift, you find that
just this once, you don't mind a little haste.
As she finishes reassembling you, she whirls you around in scythe form, your
newly sharpened blade piercing the cement floor and sending a small shiver of
anticipation up your frame. Ruby lifts herself up onto your shaft, spinning
into a supine position on top of you.
With a slow, luxurious stretch, she pushes herself slowly towards your most
sensitive spot, your shaft nuzzled between her heaving chest and quivering
hips. Gently, oh so gently, she presses down on your trigger, your anticipation
slowly building until the invisible line is crossed, and a half inch bullet
speeding through you vibrates your whole shaft against the wetness between her
legs.
Ruby looks down at you with half-lidded eyes, and luxuriously slides herself
down your shaft, moaning at the protrusions and heat pressing into her panties.
With one leg stretching lewdly down your length, she hooks her foot around your
bolt handle, and a small shudder runs through you as your bolt cycles and you
build yourself up to fire once again.
From her stretched out position, Ruby begins to press herself back onto you,
then reconsiders. She hooks one leg around, loosens her grasp, and swings
underneath you. The edge of your magazine catches the very tip of her breast as
she rotates around, the sharp pain settling down in her core as something much
more pleasurable.
She files that thought aside for later consideration, and hits the magazine
release. The blocky shape lands in her budding cleavage before it gains too
much force, the metal edges digging slightly into the sensitive skin and
sending another jolt between her legs.
She sets the half filled magazine gently on the ground, then reaches for the
cross marked magazine, kissing the shell casing of the magnum round at the top
as. As she swings back around on top of you, she gently presses the magazine
against your waiting opening. You feel yourself shudder as she tightens her
arms around you, locking the magazine in place, and an excited vibration runs
through you as she gives it a final smack to make sure it's seated correctly.
She spins around on top of you balanced on a single arm, caressing your bolt
handle with one hand, and your trigger with one toe. As ruby stretches along
you to depress the trigger, the sudden shock of the round firing jolts an inch
of your length sliding against her clit. She gives a shudder of her own as the
last of the normal rounds hits the backstop, then makes up her mind and pulls
her panties off as well.
As she sets her self down on your exquisitely polished shaft, Ruby finds
herself pressing down further, searching for that bit of extra stimulus.
Reining herself in for the pleasures yet to come, she reaches up over her head,
grabs your bolt handle, and pivots to draw it back. She arches upwards, gives
the rounded bolt handle a wet kiss, and then rams the bolt closed.
The vibration as the magnum shell is chambered shakes both your core and hers,
and then she is stretching back downwards, searching for the sensitive spot
that will send both you and her into violent motion. Her toe finds your
trigger, gives it a single loving caress, then presses down.
Thunder roars, concrete cracks, and the horizontal grooves she had lovingly
etched for grip suddenly provide her a different, but still sublime friction as
your whole frame recoils backwards from release and drags the grooves across
her sensitive lips. Her spasms of pleasure pull the smoothly oiled bolt back,
ejecting the still smoking magnum round, and without even waiting for the stars
to clear from her eyes she slams your bolt back into position
Another shot, and another, and another, hammer through you, driving you
backwards and up, and her further into bliss. A final shot rings through the
training room, and the concrete you are pierced into shatters before her desire
does
As you and she tip over, she stretches out one arm to catch herself, her other
hand still clutching you to her chest. Her weight landing on her soaking pussy
drives you up and in, sending an involuntary flinch through her, and the flinch
only drives her further and harder along you. Awash in desire, she continues
humping your frame, until the arm supporting her collapses in orgasm.
The two of you land in a pile, you still smoking gently out of your barrel, she
clutching you to her chest as she rides out the orgasm, and her breathing slows
to contented sleep.
End Notes
     Written as a challenge, with minimal editing to fit it into paragraph
     from.
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