Epilogue (Nocturnal emissions)

Summer feels an orgasm creep up on her suddenly but doesn't have the willpower to stop. Her face creases as she prepares to finish in Yang's mouth. Her eyes roll back as she exhales a heavy sigh of relief- just as quickly as she started, Summer blows her load!

Yang also was not expecting Summer to ejaculate so quickly but takes it in her stride. Yang swallows every gulp of thick, nutrient filled cum like a good girl. Yang sticks out her tongue to show Summer that she swallowed. Just like she used to when eating her vegetables.

Yang looks a little embarrassed as she whips the drool off her lips. However, Summer reaches her hands out to pull her in for a kiss. She was proud of her. Summer smiled while laying back slowly. Yang now hovered above Summer's tender, sweaty flesh. Summer rested submissively, patiently waiting for Yang to take her. The benefit of having a futanari sex partner is that if someone finishes early, the fun doesn't stop. It was Yang's turn to lead.

Yang gave Summer one last kiss before preparing to penetrate her. She aimed her shaft towards Summer's lady garden as Summer lifted her legs back. This makes it easier to avoid her testicles getting in the way. Yang briefly teased her tip against Summer's clitoris then followed the groove of her vulva lips to enter inside her.

Yang leaned forward to meet with Summer eye to eye. Her legs locked around Yang's waist as she pulled Yang in closer with a hug. Summer's thighs shuddered as Yang's phallus crept deeper inside her. Wrapping their arms around each other, Summer rested her chin on Yang's shoulder to commence their embrace.

It begins slow and tender. Yang methodically churns Summer's innards. Busting a nut early has made Summer's pussy moist enough to accept their shaft's full length. Yang kisses her on the cheek as they get into the rhythm. Her golden hair is pulled down Summer's neck as she licks her ear.

Summer begins sighing directly into Yang's ear. Each strain, grunt, breath and groan are a whisper to her spirit. Some are dirty, some are delightful, some are praise, some are inpatient.

Yang gets the message that Summer wants more. They touch their foreheads and lock lips again. Summer nods her head to give an all clear that her body is ready to be ploughed.

Summer's legs unlock as she reaches down to Yang's buttocks. She encourages Yang to lay into her harder by guiding her hips. It takes no time for her raging bull to get going. Yang pounds Summer's waist, rocking the bed and making the springs of the mattress squeak.

Yang lets loose a loud cry of pleasure. She carries the momentum of bouncy the bedsprings to give Summer everything she's got. Summer begins making more feral sighs, giving Yang a good spank on ass before locking her legs back around her.

Summer looks towards the heavens as Yang's mass hurdles towards her non-stop. Her thick cock fills her aching pussy, throbbing against her womb. Yelling can be heard from outside the room, quietened only by indulgent smooching. They take in each other's scents as the room becomes thick with the smell of their bodily fluids. Summer sniffs Yang's hair while Yang takes a deep breath of Summer's chest perspiration.

Knowing that she couldn't last much longer at this pace, Yang slams the breaks on her joy ride. She withdraws herself from Summer and rubs her tip against Summer's clit. Within a few seconds, Summer hips shoot to the skies as her pussy squirts. Not a massive squirt but enough to get some moisture onto Yang. The squirt had a strong smell to it. Yang thought it was kind of a turn on. Seeing Summer squirm felt magical- their bodies were reacting to each such wonderful ways.

Yang noticed that Summer still had some residue leaking from her penis near her belly button. In a breathless sweat, Summer watches Yang lick the semen residue away from her stomach. Yang peeled back their foreskin to clean their penis. She sucked on her glans, swallowed any residue, licked around her urethra, gave her tip another suck then a kiss and rolled her foreskin back up. It was a labour of love.

This brief intermission was exactly both Yang and Summer needed before continuing their session. Yang folded Summer into a mating press. Summer's silver eyes were inviting to Yang, who prepared to please her. Summer lifted her balls out of the way as Yang easily found her way towards striking gold. She didn't waste any time teasing. Her endurance wasn't going to last much longer so she decided to go balls deep from the start.

Summer knew that Yang was eager to finish. Her big, strong girl had worked so hard. She deserved it! Pressure builds in Yang's groins. She draws air deep into her gut. She can feel the orgasm approaching! But more importantly, Yang feels Summer's warmth.

For a small moment, Yang felt as if the world had slowed down. She can't put her finger on what triggered it but as Summer threw her head back in rapture, everything in the world felt right. It was a moment in which art was brought to life. A silent shout for joy that spoke a thousand words. The purest celebration of life without shame or repentance. Raw elation captured in time. Her cheeks blushed as her hair swung through the air. Even the sweat on her body couldn't resist the feeling of jumping for joy.

This was Summer's essence. It was infectious. It was spontaneous. It was joy which could not be contained.

Yang felt like she knew Summer better now than ever. Even after this moment passes, the warmth Yang felt ceases to fade. It latches onto her. Yang couldn't help but want to share it! She took hold of Summer's face. Their gaze met- she wanted her undivided attention. She wanted Summer to look her in the eyes as she finished.

The muscles in her Yang’s grew tight, throwing forward her body on autopilot. Her cock ravenously steamrolled towards fertile ground. The wet clapping sound of Yang's thighs clashing with Summer's was music to the ears! Yang's voice raised with the percussion in a chorus of love!

Summer remained the centre of attention. Shockwaves of pleasure blasted through her body. She kept it together so that Yang could get the attention she craved. She couldn't look away- she had to see the moment of rhapsody on Yang's face!

Yang yells with exhilaration that echoes through the walls. Her face erupts like a supernova. Blood rushes to her cheeks, painting them bright pink. Her orgasm face is silly, weird and wonderful all at the same time, shedding a single tear of joy. Summer felt grateful to witness the moment. Yang fills up the condom quickly and pulls out once she comes back down from cloud nine.

Yang rolls off Summer, cumming hard into the condom. Yang jerks herself off frantically to make sure she catches the entire load. Summer on the other hand is totally spent. She doesn't have much energy left to think, staring aimlessly at the ceiling while spread out. After taking some time to expel her last spurts of cum, something feels wrong.

"Mommy... I made a mess..." Yang tells Summer.

She's not wrong- the room does smell. But on another level, Yang felt dirty for what just did... Post nut clarity hit her hard. Summer, aware of the implications behind Yang's words, helps her by first taking the condom off. She ties a knot in it then throws it in the bin. Next, she gives her dick a wash. She sucked on her glans, swallowed any residue, licked around her urethra, gave her tip another suck then a kiss and rolled her foreskin back up. Finally, she gave Yang a cuddle as she tucked them into bed.

Life is messy. We all find ourselves in a mess at some point. Sometimes it was our fault. Sometimes we are not to blame.

A soiled bed wouldn't change the fact that Summer loved Yang.

"Summer, thank you for loving me," Yang says.

Yang went to sleep knowing she didn't just have sex- she made love.

Yang awakens to a bright morning with sunshine piercing through the curtains. The bed was noticeably devoid of company. The arms she wrapped around Summer in the night were now empty. She turned from the window to see Neopolitan pulling up her pants and zipping up her flyer.

"Summer was really great! Thank you for giving us time alone," Yang says.

Neopolitan gives her a smile and gestures that she is leaving. They give Lil Miss their cut of the paycheck on the way out.

Neopolitan spent the next few days navigating her way through a hazy brain fog. Her eyes would appear distant, like she wasn't really in the room. Stirring tea in a café until the cup turned cold, she began to daydream. Oh, how she remembered the night Yang paid a visit fondly.

Deep down, she was begging for Yang to call her in again. Her silent prayers would not go unanswered. Two weeks after their first encounter, Lil Miss dropped Neopolitan a message saying, "The blonde bombshell is looking for ya. Can I call you in tonight?"

They did not waste a second to reply yes- Neopolitan packed herself a change of clothes and a white see-through dress. When the night fell, Neopolitan awaited eagerly for a knock at her door.

Eventually, Yang arrives, greeting Neopolitan with a hug at the bedside.

"Do you mind getting Summer for me?" Yang asks her timidly.

Keeping with the roleplay, Neopolitan walks out of the room and one minute later Summer walks inside. They mounted on top of Yang sensually. Yang asks Summer if they could be a giver this time. Summer nods, closing in for a kiss shortly thereafter to begin their making love.

The sex was even better than their first round! Summer and Yang took turns railing each other. Summer made Yang ejaculate first by giving her a reach around. Yang's pussy got eaten out in between switching positions so that Summer could endure the night.

Two used condoms later, they began some pillow talk. Though the conversation was one-sided, Summer was captivated by all the amazing things Yang told her had happened since they were gone. Like how Yang formed an all futanari team with Ruby. It was difficult for Yang to explain how she lost her arm and the fall of Beacon however... But she hadn't lost hope. She just needed to find her sister.

Summer laid comfortably in Yang's grasp until she heard that Yang was planning to reunite with Ruby and her uncle by locating Raven to use her teleportation semblance. Something about Raven's name made the hairs on Summer's skin stand.

"Do you know something about Raven?" Yang asks.

Summer diverts Yang's eyes towards Neopolitan's umbrella in the corner of the room.

"Neopolitan knows something... Can you call her back in?" Yang asks.

Summer pinches Yang's nose before she walks out of the room to bring Neopolitan back in. Neopolitan returns to the room, giving Yang a wave before grabbing a bag underneath the bed. She takes out her scroll and lays down next to Yang.

Neopolitan uses a text to speech app to explain she was born in the Branwen tribe. Her necklace is a traditional Branwen heirloom made from dried berries. Raven Branwen has one just like hers. She knew to avoid crossing paths with Raven- such was the case when Raven jumped in to save Yang when they fought on the train towards Vale.

Their exchanges with Raven, most of which occurred while she was around five, were brief. Neopolitan was abandoned by her father on the outskirts of Mistral's capital while travelling with them and Raven to sell goods on the black market. Neopolitan was perceived as weak, and therefore disposable to the Branwen tribe. She thought it maybe had to do with the fact she was born mute or because of her height. Maybe it was both... the point is they were left to fend for themselves.

Yang interrupts Neopolitan's typing to ask how she met Roman. Neopolitan answers that she wandered towards the inner city of Mistral's capital looking for food and shelter. Neopolitan unlocked her semblance before she was abandoned which helped her cheat, steal and survive.

The authorities considered her a menace- her mounting pile of thefts put a huge target on her back. But Roman found her before the cops could. Cornered like a rat, Neopolitan found herself stuck in an alleyway prepared to fight her way out against Roman. He could have turned her in for cash, but Roman didn't want to cut down an aspiring thief when their career had just started. He described their method as reckless and in need of polish.

He extended his hand out to Neopolitan- she did not know if she could trust him but went along for the ride. It would require less energy versus fighting back. Roman gave her the name Neopolitan, taken from a relative close to him who died in their sleep many years ago.

Neopolitan ends her recollection by typing out, "Do not ask me what my birth name is. I hated it and the man who gave it to me."

Yang became curious about the nature of Neopolitan's relationship. Neopolitan, blushing as she typed, reveals that she had a complicated mixture of feelings towards Roman Torchwick. He effectively raised her, mentoring Neopolitan into a successful criminal. Meanwhile, Neopolitan fostered romantic feelings for Roman which he did not reciprocate.

Yang took a sigh of relief, saying she's glad to hear that Roman didn't try to groom her into sex work. Neopolitan clarifies that her decision to engage in sex work was entirely her own. She needed money fast following Beacon's fall... the fastest way to gain access to Lil Miss Malachite and the Spiders for odd jobs was to work in the "upper rooms". Sexpionage is a surprisingly effective method for the Spiders to gain intel.

Getting back on topic, Neopolitan tells Yang that she knows where the Branwen tribe has settled. The Spiders always know where the Branwen tribe is broadly speaking, but finding an exact location for their camp is tricky- this was something that Neopolitan can help her with.

"You would do that for me?" Yang asks.

"You are not the only one who needs closure," Neopolitan types.

Looking each other in the eyes, they both can sense that their meeting was destined to happen. Yang suggests that they cuddle for the rest of the night. Yang wakes up after Neopolitan, opening her eyes to see them wearing nothing but a pink pair of panties. Yang notices they have a spider web tattoo on their left buttock which Neopolitan quickly covers by pulling up her trousers. Neopolitan peers over her shoulder and tilts her head to indicate that they need to get going.

They endure some nights in shady hotels together on their journey to find the Branwen tribe. Surprisingly, they are comfortable sharing a bed without any sexual contact. While Neopolitan was tempted to initiate sex, she knew it was best to keep her hands to herself for now. They take a drive near the coastline, expecting the Branwen tribe to leave a trail nearby. Unexpectedly, they spot an airship hurtling towards the ground. Yang takes a detour atop Bumblebee to assess the situation and look for survivors.

Yang finds exactly what she is looking for: Raven, scouting the crash site, stands over an injured Weiss flanked by two other bandits. Raven watches Yang and Neopolitan dismount off Bumblebee to approach her.

“Yang... And if it isn’t the dwarf too…” Raven says coldly.

Neopolitan prepares to stomp towards Raven. Yang grabs her arm snappily to hold her back. With a stern look on her face, Neopolitan reels in her anger.

"Mother, you have a lot of explaining to do..." Yang demands, now holding Neopolitan by her hand in solidarity.

"I see. I didn't expect to have this conversation in the middle of such a lucrative loot drop so I will make this quick. I was not cut out to be a mom... Me and Qrow went to Beacon academy to learn how to kill huntsmen, not to become huntsmen. That's what our tribe wanted. We got caught up doing things we shouldn't have been doing, fighting battles that we have no business being part of. We got comfortable, especially Qrow. But when the tribe needed us, I returned."

"So you care more about this tribe of bandits than me?! That's why you left?! To be with them?!"

"The Branwen tribe is just as much my family as you are!"

"What kind of family abandons its own children?!"

"I left you with Taiying and Summer! That's a lot better than what others get! Family can only exist if they have the strength to survive! The strong live, the weak die! The Branwen tribe needed me, you didn't!"

"Is that your excuse for being so cold-blooded? For killing and mugging **** people struggling just like you? Everything is either a fight or a flight to you! Fight when it's easy, run when it's hard! Not even your own children are worth fighting for if you find it inconvenient?! That is not strength, that is cowardice!"

"Enough!" Raven shouts. "Look Yang, there are powers behind the Grimm that you do not understand. Summer thought that she could save everyone if she fought hard enough. Look where that got her!"

"I would rather be like Summer than you..." Yang bites back scornfully.

With this declaration, Yang understood that she had no reason to look for someone to replace Summer. She needs only to look at a mirror to find someone strong enough to carry her burdens, wipe away her tears and make everything right. Yang was done searching for external gratification. Raven did not have anything to offer them anyway.

"Help... me..." Weiss murmured.

"Create a portal to Qrow for me, now. You can keep whatever is on the airship. I will take Weiss. Deal?" Yang snaps.

Raven looks over at the smoking airship. She worries that if this conversation continues any longer, they dust inside may ignite, ruining her spoils.

"Deal..." Raven responds reluctantly.

Raven opens a portal behind her and walks past Weiss to collect her loot. Yang scoops up Weiss in her arms, then tells Neopolitan to take her motorbike and Weiss' rapier through the portal with her. Neopolitan takes one last glare at the bandits before leaving them behind.

Yang, Weiss and Neopolitan emerge through the portal to find themselves in a barn house with Qrow snoring on the couch (likely passed out after drinking too much the day prior). Yang calls for Ruby urgently. They find each other in the hallway. They have no time to exchange pleasantries. Yang's highest priority is addressing Weiss' injuries. Neopolitan parks Bumblebee and rushes to find Yang at Weiss' side.

A maternal instinct had awakened in her. Yang strips Weiss from head to toe, washes her and nurses her wounds with every ounce of affection her heart could muster. Yang spends the rest of her day helping around the farm, cooking, and reconnecting around with Ruby.

Neopolitan watched Yang from afar, skin glowing in the afternoon sun. Yang succeeded at becoming what she longed for in another. Summer- bright, warm and full of energy. What better words could describe the season they were named after?

She could sense something was different about Yang now. Whereas most would have been put down after confronting a hag like Raven, Yang lifts the mood of everyone around. The farmhouse sings her praises for rescuing Weiss, filling their bellies and bringing everyone together. Neopolitan witnessed the person Yang spoke so highly of living through them.

So where does all of this leave Neopolitan? Yang found herself, Neopolitan didn't know where she belonged. Going back to a life of crime is not something she was keen on. Yet, she didn't feel like she could stay with people she tried to **** just 1 year ago. As to not intrude on Yang's busy day, Neopolitan waited until the night to speak with her.

Yang invited Neopolitan into her bedroom once she heard a knock. She listened carefully through Neopolitan's concerns voiced to her via text-to-speech and decided to share with Neopolitan her own plans for the future.

"I plan on being a mother someday. People who knew from my partying days would probably say I was never cut out to be a mother. What I am trying to say is... the decisions we make in previous seasons do not define who you are. Some people chose not to change, for better or worse. What you decide to do right now, tonight, defines who you are," Yang says.

Neopolitan chose to follow her heart and made love to Yang that same night, filling her fertile womb with seed. As one love story concludes, another begins. Yang had transitioned from desiring a MILF to becoming a MILF.