Qwaser x RWBY Doujin - Weiss Persuaded (2/?)

“Nnnngh! Th-this is... absolutely humiliating! How could someone like me get dragged into doing this?” 

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It happened in a flash. Ruby couldn’t believe her eyes.

The Qwaser was transmuting iron on the go as he fought the giant Grimm from earlier. Sasha was shaping and molding it as he saw fit, constantly repairing his de facto scythe for any damages it incurred. She wondered for a second if he could do that for Crescent Rose. Her semblance had in fact started coursing through his body, as she noticed his iron scythe had red strains through it - she could’ve sworn she saw her speed in him.

This was happening due to her soma, contained in abundance in her developed chest. She blushed remembering the details back in the cave.

“A-ah... I... I let a complete stranger I just met... do that to me...”

She stared down at her shirt, still wet from the experience. Hiding back in the bushes, Ruby was too shocked and overwhelmed to fight. Losing so much of her Soma drained her a lot. 

Not to mention, her bra and panties were each drenched for very different reasons.

“Rest”, she remembered him whispering as he carried her out. “You’ve helped enough.”

Her train of embarrassed thoughts was interrupted when the Manticore’s dismembered head rolled over and nudged her knee, right before it vaporized. She yelped and looked up.

“Tremble in fear!”

Sasha met Ruby’s gaze as he skillfully spun his scythe in victory and transmuted it back, melting the iron in a glorious red glow into his palms. Gathering her strength, Ruby got up to witness the snowy battlefield was completely devoid of Grimm. Giant marks and sweeps from his scythe were still fresh in the snow.

Trying to run to him, Ruby felt her cold legs were about to give in.

“I have to tell the girls about this! And you! I can’t believe you! You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, mis... ter...”

She couldn’t finish her sentence before he hugged her collapsing body. She was slightly taller, Sasha finally noticed.

“You’re lucky you look a lot like her...”

Carrying her through the snow, Sasha looked up and noticed there were hints of smoke in the distance. He remembered Ruby talking about a campfire, and starting making his way towards it.

A few hours later, Ruby started coming to - with half-open eyes, she stared for a good fifteen seconds at the starry sky enveloping her limited view. The snow had stopped. 

She felt the warmth of a fire comfort her shoulder, and the cold, wet log beneath her. Someone must’ve placed her on it, her own cape blanketing her for warmth. Her hearing picked up a few feminine squeals and giggles, and she finally started remembering.

“Betcha I could make Blake squirt it,” Ruby last heard Yang. She lurched her head up in shock.

“Oh, stop it, Yang. Not now.” Blake mocked.

Ruby looked and noticed her teammates were sitting excitedly around Sasha, who was still warming his body up with their fire. Her palm felt Sasha’s dark cape next to her, ruffled into a pillow for her head. Ruby looked up from the pillow to notice Weiss was sitting next to her with a look of concern.

“Hey, sis!” Yang chirped. “Welcome back.”

“Sasha told us everything.” Blake added with a smirk.

Sasha gazed back up at Ruby, palms still open to the fire, then looked down again with a smile.

Weiss spoke for the first time. “Is it true...? You can transfer semblance to someone... by doing... that...?”

“I don’t know,” Sasha responded in his cool tone. “This is the first time I’ve experienced it happen this way.”

Yang looked at Weiss, then Blake, then back at Weiss again, her grin growing bigger. “What’s up with that, Weiss - are you maybe innnteresteeed?”

Weiss squeaked, “No, I’m not! How dare you. Such acts are beneath a Schnee. I am an absolute princess!”

“Not with that breastplate...”

“Yang!” Ruby and Blake both gasped. 

“What? I was just calling it out as a joke.”

They all looked at Weiss. She was already hugging her flat chest away from them. A quick glimpse at Yang and Blake’s chests and she was already gritting her teeth and squirming.

“...they’re not small, okay?! I... I liked to call them... love-sized.”

“They’re absolutely beautiful.”

The four huntresses turned their head in shock to the Qwaser, now dead-set staring at Weiss’s chest. Sasha continued.

“Don’t ever doubt that.”

Weiss was dumbfounded. She was completely confused as to whether she should take that as a compliment or an offense, considering the subject matter.

“Say thank you, Weiss.” Yang grinned.

“Yannng!” Ruby and Blake gasped again.

“Lighten up already! Geez. I’m still enjoying how wacky these superpowers are, though - considering where you can get them from.”

“You’re very feisty and energetic. I can feel how strong your Soma can get.”

“Thanks, I try.” Yang flirted as she crossed her arms behind her head and gave her blessed bosom a jiggle, her eyelashes fluttering.

Blake and Ruby giggled, but were interrupted with an aggravated whisper.

“A... and mine...?”

They all looked at Weiss, who looked like she was unbuttoning something on her chest.

“Weiss...?”

Sasha was not shocked in the slightest. This was absolutely normal for him.

“Holy crap, Weiss, I was just kidding about that! You don’t-”

“Y-you called them beautiful. D-did... did you mean that? C-can they be strong, too?”

Sasha got up, and walked to the seated Schnee. He kneeled down to genuflect in front of her, as if in the presence of royalty.

“Your Majesty, it’ll be my honor to let you find out.”

The remaining girls were gaping in shock at what was unfolding. Weiss was almost done with her clothes. The cold was making her extra sensitive, but the fire still helped make this ordeal tolerable for her. She was going to prove a point, and prove it now. 

Blake wiped Yang’s nosebleed while they all continued to stare in awe.

Sasha looked back up - Weiss's protruding nipples were staring right back at him hard. He absorbed the situation, unfazed, each of his pupils facing her tips with absolute devotion and worship. Weiss was squirming and bracing herself with squeezed eyelids.

The girls gasped one more time as Sasha closed his own eyes and leaned in with his open mouth for the deed to begin.