Weiss puts her glyphs to good use

Pyrrha's comments about the hereditary Schnee semblance rang in the back of Weiss' mind. Weiss had been using her semblance to appease the Schnee family legacy her entire life. The thought to use the semblance she inherited purely for pleasing herself didn't cross her mind until today. Lifting Pyrrha's leg via her glyphs for tribbing was thrilling! How much further could Weiss take using her semblance for her own indulgence?

Weiss used a glyph to carefully hover Pyrrha off the bench. She kept Pyrrha's arms, legs and posterior held up in the air. Pyrrha giggles in anticipation of Weiss laying into her.

Weiss moves Pyrrha's suspended body away from the bench. Clutching her bottom, Weiss positions Pyrrha adjacent to a row of lockers. She hovers at a height where their waists were level while Weiss is standing. BDSM porn inspired Weiss to use glyphs for her own make-shift sex swing! She loved featuring women bound with their legs apart held up high in the air!

Pyrrha tested to see if she could wrestle her hands and feet out of the glyphs. The glyphs held strong. Weiss strokes her erect tip as she prepares to plunge. Weiss teases her spear against Pyrrha's pussy lips. Her inviting open legs Weiss' tip energised and ready to draw blood from her hymen. Weiss clutches the invincible girl's bosom with one hand while presenting her spear with the other. Its size and shape are just as pleasing to the warrior's eye as is it to the touch!

Weiss spares no quarter once she thrusts into Pyrrha's battlefield. Her battering ram smashes into Pyrrha's fleshly gate! Riled up into a battle frenzy, Weiss immediately blitzes the temple of Pyrrha's body! Her siege is like rolling thunder! Weiss' hips rapid fire her white hot love arrow! Weiss was **** to get her rocks off before anyone else could bear witness to her raid.

Pyrrha quickly discovers that she likes it rough! Her sturdy body could withstand the punishment Weiss throws at her despite being virgin. The clashing sound of her thighs against Weiss' hips were like the drums of war! The growls of fury that accompanied the rearrangement of Pyrrha's innards were exhilarating! She is powerless to resist being ravished. Her toes point and her arms flail within the glyph restraints. Who knew surrender could be so sweet?

Weiss kept her focus in-between Pyrrha's thighs, watching her cock daggering deep into the trenches. Her hands are curled around Pyrrha's inner thighs. She has Pyrrha breathing heavy, but not giving the orgasmic kind of reaction Weiss craves.

Needing a decisive victory over the pussy quickly, she had to exploit Pyrrha's weaknesses! Weiss began to massage Pyrrha's left heel while keeping her legs in V-formation. Her strategy proved effective as Pyrrha began wailing from having her foot played with during sex!

"Don't stop! I need it!" Pyrrha howls as Weiss massages her birthmark.

"Let me hear you say please!" Weiss replies excitedly.

"Please! Please me!" Pyrrha yells.

Weiss uses her free hand to play with Pyrrha's large clitoris while appeasing her foot fetish. Her cannonballs slap against Pyrrha's bottom while her hips plough between her thighs. This combination of stimuli triggered a near ape-like reaction out of Pyrrha! Her oohs and aahs could be mistaken for a wildlife documentary left on loud speaker! Pyrrha's core tensed. Her hands clenched into fists.

All of a sudden, Pyrrha began using the glyphs holding her arms and legs as levers to swing herself forward onto Weiss' dick!

Having the coordination to swing her body towards Weiss was an incredible gymnastic feat! The grip of her couchie started getting even tighter! The contractions of Pyrrha's pussy made Weiss want to forget about pulling out! Pyrrha's rocking reached an apex of pleasure. Her body violently rattles as she experiences a mind-blowing orgasm! Her eyes roll up like she has been possessed! Pyrrha's twitching legs vibrate like a rattlesnake's tail! All the commotion throws Weiss off balance, disturbing the rhythm of her pounding.

Weiss brings Pyrrha's left foot closer to her face by removing her glyph. She does the same with her right foot. Weiss kisses each of them while trying to find her groove. Weiss tilts the black glyph holding Pyrrha's back up to have her at an angle. Weiss leans in for a kiss. Her shiny, oiled up body squished against Pyrrha's; however, Pyrrha seems vacant. Weiss may have done too good a job! She is still conscious though barely responsive. Her mind must be drifting through a dreamland! Having such a strong orgasm must have taken the wind out of her...

Exploiting Pyrrha's foot fetish weakness had the advantage of making her orgasm quickly, but the knock on effect of nearly knocking her out. Weiss chooses to disengage from Pyrrha's body to make sure was okay. Weiss withdraws her penis, stained red with blood from a freshly popped cherry.

"Pyrrha, are you fine with me continuing?" Weiss says as she strokes Pyrrha's face.

"Please... do whatever you please..." Pyrrha says breathlessly.

Pyrrha raises her freed legs, placing them on Weiss' shoulders. Weiss does not waste another moment to impale her again. Her cock still has enough blood surging through it after a ceasefire to rally once more! Weiss' legs anchor to the ground as she jostles her sabre into Pyrrha's sheath. Her eyes lock with Pyrrha's eyes in close quarters. Pyrrha's legs curl around Weiss' neck. Their lips chirp together as the sound of rabid humping echoes in the locker room.

Their head-to-head embrace is broken by moans of immense pleasure! Pyrrha's legs shift from Weiss' shoulders to wrapping around her waist. Their strong leg-lock draws Weiss closer. Weiss bear hugs, resting her chin on their shoulder. Pyrrha groans ring through Weiss' ear. The wet, wild ramming of Pyrrha's gate is good too for Weiss to pull from them!

Weiss knew that in this position she was finished. Pyrrha was not gonna let go of her. Wrestling is one of the many fighting styles she was taught in. She was so lost in ecstasy that she didn't spare a thought to the potential consequences of leg locking Weiss.

If this were another occasion, Weiss would have wanted to try her out in different positions. Like taking her sideways in the air or delivering some backshots. However, it is not the quantity of intimacy you receive that matters. It is the quality.

Weiss also began feeling as if her mind was drifting as pressure built in her genitals. She was consumed in a state of bliss. She surrendered her conscience to it... Her hips followed the groove of Pyrrha's innards on auto-pilot. As she ascended to cloud nine, Weiss felt as if she matched Pyrrha's wavelength.

Love has a way of being both liberating and binding. To love is to surrender. In some ways, love is like peace- it only lasts when the players involved really want it. While heralding from two bloodlines shaped by conflict, what Weiss and Pyrrha truly wanted was to be at peace. To hold no fear of tomorrow. Nor the arrows by day and terrors by night. Love is the highest form of tranquillity. For in its cradle comes the assurance that everything will be alright.

Weiss drools as approaches the edge of an orgasm. She clings tighter to Pyrrha. As she passes the point of no return, Weiss' heart beats like it's going to burst out of her chest! Weiss takes in one last breath. She roars as her pulsating cock nuts inside Pyrrha's pussy!

The throbbing makes Weiss' knees quake! Her semen pours into Pyrrha like wine being pressed from grapes. Weiss' entire body lunges forward to deliver every last drop of her into Pyrrha's checkpoint! Yet, there is peace of mind.

There is no panic over Weiss inseminating Pyrrha. No concern for consequences. Whatever will be will be. No one to disappoint or impress. All that matters is Weiss and Pyrrha being together.

Weiss' sabre had transformed into a wet noodle by the time she pulled out. Pyrrha unlocks legs and places her feet on Weiss' chest, casually playing with her nipples during their cooldown. Thankfully, the glyph holding up Pyrrha's back stops the semen dripping from her pussy from hitting the floor. It has a scent that would stick around for a while if spilt...

Weiss shares a glance with Pyrrha, circling their nipples with her thumbs in kind. The reality of their situation settles in, making them both laugh bashfully! They lost their virginities in a locker room, knowing the risks of getting caught! Ironically, their inconvenient setting was the backdrop to their wildest fantasies being made reality!

Weiss hovers Pyrrha into the showers. Pyrrha is let down to the floor slowly with each glyph holding her disappearing one at a time. Refreshing hot water blasted Weiss and Pyrrha. Defeated, they collapsed into each other's arms on the floor of the shower.

The invincible girl was no more. The ice queen had melted.