Blake steps forward

Blake steps into Weiss' room and closes the door behind her. Immediately, her mind races to what her teammates would think if they knew what was going on. Ruby would be shocked out of her skin. Weiss would be furious. Yang would be disappointed, if not heartbroken, if she knew how easily Blake fell for temptation.

Blake's mind lingered on Yang- she wanted to start a relationship with them but never found the time. The constant travelling and stress since leaving Mistral has left Blake pent up. If she could have gotten some release earlier, maybe she wouldn’t allow herself to be in this situation.

"Looks like it is just the two of us. Together. Drink?" Willow proposes.

"I don't think so," Blake replies.

"Don’t think too much. Act... I want to make you work for me. Think you can handle a job?" Willow says as she places her vodka down at a desk.

Willow can see the hesitation in Blake. She is clearly having second thoughts. So Willow takes the time to tell Blake that she stopped loving Jacques years ago. Willow endured a sexless marriage for years until she began sleeping with her servants. Infidelity is more common than most would think among Atlas' elite, especially with servants. Rich people need companionship too but divorce is often too messy to deal with.

Willow's explanation behind her adulterous antics puts Blake at ease ever so slightly. The contrast between Willow’s exterior prim, proper demeanor and her inner harlot is a real turn on. Blake grabs the rising bulge in her pants. She knows the chances of facing consequences for doing the dirty are slim- what has she got to lose?

"What can I do for you ma'am?" Blake asks.

"I want you to massage my tits with your dick," Willow says.

“Tit job? Okay, show me your rack,” Blake demands.

“Why don’t you come get it?” Willow teases.

Blake cautiously walks over Willow, gazing at her bosoms. Willow turns down the bedroom's lighting via a switch on the wall to set the mood. Blake plants her face into Willow’s chest. Her pulse intensifies while she smothers herself in Willow’s cleavage. Willow leans against the desk next to her, shifting her vodka bottle far away. She clutches Blake’s head from behind as Blake passionately kisses Willow’s fluffy melons. Blake’s hands reach for Willow’s chest to cup her breasts. Blake takes her time in stimulating her senses by jiggling them about.

Willow finds the excitement of a new lover breathtaking. She can hardly contain herself as Blake gets a little more frisky. Blake wraps her arms round Willow’s waist and licks her tits.

Blake dots a line of kisses from Willow’s chest up to her face. However, Willow avoids letting Blake kiss her on the lips, only allowing them to dart around her cheeks. This was an affair, not a romance. Why bother getting touchy-feely if they were not planning to stay attached? Blake thinks to herself how best to reset the tempo after an awkward pause.

Blake lifts up Willow by grabbing her bottom. Willow giggles all the way to the bed, amazed by Blake’s upper body strength. Blake sets Willow down and helps to remove her shirt. Blake unzips out of her catsuit once Willow is seated in her bra. Willow smiles with anticipation, awaiting for Blake to whip out her cock. Out comes a hairy, weighty set of balls and an erect penis out of her pants. Willow claps with excitement at the sight of her new play toy. Willow convinces Blake to strip down to only her socks so she can admire her whole body.

“Ready to work?” Willow flirts while playing with her tits.

Blake strokes herself hard and bends her knees to aim her cock between Willow’s buns. She peels back her foreskin and wedges it between the underside of Willow’s breasts. Her penis follows the line of trajectory towards Willow's face, tightly bunched between their bosoms held together with a bra. Willow spits on Blake’s cock just before she begins fucking her tits. Blake leaks precum soon after Willow’s silky smooth skin rubs her shaft.

Willow’s looks up at Blake while tit-fucking her. Blake rams her sausage up towards Willow’s face with sighs of sweet release. The thought of getting caught which once made her anxious now excites her! She wants to finish quickly yet wants to enjoy every moment. What a conundrum Blake has herself caught in!

“Can you handle a hand job?” Willow asks.

“Oh yes please!” Blake chants.

“That’s what I like to hear! Take it!” Willow snarls.

Willow proceeds to manhandle Blake’s genitals, grabbing her balls and shaft with both hands. She jacks Blake off viciously, making Blake’s body tense. Blake grits her teeth to endure Willow working her cock while rubbing her balls in a circular motion. Her ballsack tingles in a way she never experienced while touching herself. Willow is entertained by her helpless squealing.

“Let’s see how you manage a blowjob,” Willow suggests daintily.

Her vulgar, drunkard lips create an airlock around Blake’s pulsating cock. She greedily chugs it down, slurping as much dick she can. Willow’s head is sloppy and undignified. She manages to **** herself on Blake’s cock which forces her to disengage. Blake's cock comes out sticky with saliva flowing down to her balls and the floor below. Willow takes a second to breath before she goes down Blake with the same enthusiasm till her lips and chin are smothered in spit.

When Willow looks up at Blake, her appearance more closely resembles the ****, needy, cock thirsty cougar she is. Her makeup is smeared across face. Her eyes water as bubbles froth from her lips. Her blowjob face stretches and contorts. Her cheeks are red from one too many drinks. The clogging, sucking, **** sounds Willow makes while giving head are equally uncouth. Willow works an opera's worth of throat singing using Blake's instrument down her windpipe.

Blake feels the urge face-fuck her like any other cheap whore she could find. Willow closes her eyes as her head gets yanked towards Blake's cock. Tears fill her eye ducts while Blake groans savagely. A cold sweat works its way through every inch of her skin. Even Blake's pussy twitches from all the stimulation. Her cunt leaks fluid down her legs- it is common for futanari to experience arousal in both genitals even if only one is being stimulated. Her nude, agile body is pumped with adrenaline. She is prepared to clap some cheeks. Blake stops motioning Willow's head unexpectedly when a twitch from her pussy makes her legs tremble.

“Can you give me a rimjob?” Willow asks excitedly once she pulls back from Blake's dick.

“Yeah! Turn around!” Blake says.

Willow licks the precum seeping from Blake’s urethra before turning around to take off her pencil skirt. She goes on all-fours as her pencil skirt slips off. Her blue and white panties slip down to her knees revealing a well shaven, dripping pussy.

Blake observes Willow’s tight asshole and lunges at it tongue first- Willow shrieks when her tongue makes contact. Blake slowly circulates their rim while jerking off. Willow proceeds to rub her pussy and finger fucks herself. Willow laughs with joy when Blake whips round her tongue rapidly. She moistens Willow’s anus with a generous coating of saliva. Blake comes up for air to check her work after spending a minute or so performing a rimjob.

“Use my ass! Use me you dirty little critter!” Willow shouts.

For the uninitiated, “critter” is a very offensive term used to compare Faunus to insects. Blake is seriously pissed off that Willow is comfortable using that kind of language.