Silver Eyes Ch. 11 (RWBY) (Patreon)

A/N: Poor Weiss.

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This couldn’t be happening. She was having a bad dream. None of this was real. Any moment now, Weiss Schnee would wake up back in the auditorium they’d been forced to all sleep in last night and find out that the entire Initiation hadn’t even happened yet.

Despite passing said Initiation, having to do it all over again would still be better than… than THIS. Not only was she stuck partnered with someone who hated her fucking guts for some goddamn reason… but she hadn’t even been made Team Leader

No offense to Cole, of course, but he didn’t really seem like leadership material based on their scant interactions. He was polite enough, but literally the first thing he’d done after they’d met was ask if he could help with her bags. Gentlemanly? Sure… leader-ly? Not really. A leader did not lower themselves to the status of busboy, even if he’d ultimately wound up begging off of the role shortly after that bitch Weiss was now partnered with had opened her fat mouth.

No… no, she needed to stop thinking of this as reality. This was all just a dream. This all had to be a dream.

“Heh, I know I’m a sight for sore eyes, but this ain’t a dream, Weiss-cream! What you see is what you get!”

Weiss flinches, not having realized she’d been muttering under her breath. Slowly lifting her head, she stiffens when she realizes she’s being eyed up by all three of her new… teammates. Ugh. Team Cowboy of all things too!

Yang is the one who spoke up, of course. Grinning with her arms crossed under her chest to emphasize her fat cow tits, the blonde, who Weiss is reluctantly forced to admit is gorgeous, has a twinkle in her purple eyes.

“C’mon you three! What’s wrong? We won! We passed initiation and killed some gnarly looking Grimm while doing it! What the hell is there to mope around about? We should be celebrating our victory!”

Weiss blinks at that, only just then looking at the others and picking up on what Yang had already noticed. Namely, Cole and Blake don’t seem all too happy about this either. Cole is staring daggers at Blake, while Blake is squirming on her own bed trying to ignore his looks.

Suddenly, Team CWBY’s sole male member stands up, snapping his fingers in Blake’s direction.

“Belladonna. With me.”

Blake freezes in place, though for some reason Weiss notices the bow on top of her head twitches like it has a mind of its own. Finally, shoulders slumped in resignation, she rises from the bed. Technically Cole IS the team leader, so he has the right to give them orders. But still…

“H-Hold on a second! Where are you going?!”

Weiss stands up as she demands answers, hands clenched into fists at her sides. She might not be happy about this current state of affairs, but she’d be damned if she was going to just be a wallflower!

“Gotta agree with Weiss. We’re a team now and you guys are already going off on your lonesome? What gives?”

Cole’s eyes are hidden behind those sunglasses of his, but his expression makes it clear he’s not amused by their interrogation as he looks between them.

“Belladonna and I have something to work out between ourselves. We’ll be right back. You two stay here and wait for us. I am team leader after all, aren’t I?”

From his arched tone, it’s abundantly obvious that Cole both doesn’t think much of being team lead… but also is more than willing to abuse the position whenever he sees fit. Weiss flushes and watches on in silence as Cole leads Blake out of the dorm room. For a split second, silence falls before Yang suddenly scoffs.

"Screw that. Let’s follow them.”

Troublemaker. That’s Yang Xiao Long in a nutshell, isn’t it? It might as well be written on her damn forehead! Still… damn it all, Weiss was willing to buck the rules and go off the reservation, just this once. She gives Yang a solid nod, which makes the blonde grin giddily. Of course, as they head for the door, Weiss also gives the blonde a withering stare.

“Don’t think I’m ignoring the fact that you called me ‘Weiss-cream’ by the way. Do NOT give me frivolous nicknames going forward, or there WILL be consequences.”

Yang lets out a sheepish laugh at that, shrugging her shoulders. But she doesn’t, Weiss pointedly notices, actually bother to apologize. Hmph.

Together, the two of them carefully follow Cole and Blake’s path out of their dorm room and down the hall. They have to be subtle, which is something Weiss has her doubts about Yang’s capability for, but in the end, they manage to sneak after the other two members of their team relatively quietly.

Finally, Weiss hears familiar voices coming from inside of an empty lecture hall with the door slightly ajar. Her and Yang exchange a look before creeping closer to hear what Cole and Blake are talking about.

“You knew how teams would be decided, didn’t you? She told you.”

“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie to me. Since it seems I’m stuck with your either way, let’s lay our cards on the table. I know Goodwitch has you spying on me.”

Weiss blinks at Cole’s confident, blunt accusation. The Headmistress? Why would she have one of them spying on the other? What for? Blake tries to deny it of course, but the WAY she denies it is very telling.

“T-That’s not true! I’m not supposed to spy on you, I’m just supposed to watch out for you!”

… That’s even weirder, frankly. So Blake was admitting that she had been assigned to Cole by the Headmistress. But then, either way, what was the point? What made Cole so special?

“Right. And so she told you that if you couldn’t manage to become my partner, you should pick the same chess piece at the temple ruins as I did so she could put you on the same team as me. Right?”

“… Yes, that’s true.”

Weiss’ jaw drops open at the admission. Was the whole Initiation System corrupt?! She glances at Yang to see the blonde is just as wide-eyed and shocked by all of this as Weiss is, thankfully. At least she’s not alone in being kept in the dark.

“I’m going to Glynda right now and putting a stop to this. I don’t need a minder. I already came to her dumb academy for her. I’m already under her watchful eyes at all times. I don’t want you breathing down my neck every second of every day. I’ll make her move you to another team and-!”

“N-No! Wait! Please… don’t do that. I need this. You c-can’t…”

When Cole responds after a few seconds of silence, his tone is downright incredulous.

“You need… this? What, you need an extra job of spying on me for the next four years? Wouldn’t you rather focus on your studies and becoming a Huntress or something?”

Weiss understood where his confusion was coming from. She was pretty damn confused right now as well. And not just by Blake’s strange desperation either. Cole sounded confident that he could talk Glynda into reassigning Blake to another team. More than that, he’d straight up said he was only even attending Beacon as a favor to the Headmistress. What the hell was going on here?! What was the relationship between their new Team Leader and Goodwitch supposed to even be?!

“… I can make it worth your while, you know. I can show you that I’m not just some spy…”

Weiss blinks as Blake’s tone suddenly turns… sultry?! Yang had been hogging the single crack in the door up until now, forcing Weiss to mostly listen in. But now, Weiss drops down to her knees and peeks through the crack a bit further down, needing to see what’s happening. What she sees in the lecture hall shocks the Schnee Heiress to her core.

Blake has also dropped to her knees… and is currently staring up at Cole while her hands work open his belt and pants. She’s biting her lower lip as she stares up at him with big, soulful eyes. Cole though… seems unimpressed, even though he’s not actually moving to stop her at all.

“And I’m supposed to just believe that this comes from a desire to keep me happy? I caught you spying on me just last night. And what was that about me being… warm?”

Weiss watches as Blake’s blush grows much deeper, the raven-haired young woman looking red as a tomato.

“I… I…”

“Be honest for once in your miserable life.”

Blunt, rude, and some might even say cruel. And yet… it works. Lowering her eyes shamefully, Blake whimpers.

“I want it… I want what you gave her.”

The admission seems to take a lot out of Blake. But Weiss is just left with more questions than ever before! Who the fuck was her?! And what had Cole given this mystery woman?!

Well, that second question becomes fairly clear as Cole’s… thing comes out of its confines. Weiss’ face is unbearably hot as Blake wraps her hands around their team leader’s c-cock and begins to lick it like a damn cat, her tongue swiping at the tip as it grows harder and harder by the moment. All the while, she stares up at him and strokes his shaft up and down, making him bigger and bigger until Weiss is sure he’s going to burst.

She didn’t even know that men could get… that big. And yet, Weiss is far past the point of thinking this is some bad dream. She’s simply not imaginative enough, or l-lewd enough to think up fantasies like this. At the same time though, she knows she shouldn’t be watching this. She should look away. Or even flee the scene.

… But Yang is above her, continuing to peer through. The blonde isn’t backing off, so Weiss can’t either. That’s the excuse she gives herself anyways, even as Blake finally takes Cole’s cock in her mouth and begins bobbing up and down on his dick rather eagerly.

All the while, Cole just watches her quietly. Wordlessly. And yet, for all his silence… his presence is rather imposing. And maybe just a little warm, now that the word has been mentioned.

Weiss shivers and shudders, wondering what’s gotten into her. This was so… dangerously taboo. If they got caught by Cole or Blake, she and Yang would be in big trouble. If all of them got caught, the four of them would all be in big trouble. At the same time though… it was kind of fun being naughty for once. All her life, Weiss had to stick to the straight and narrow. She’d done everything that was ordered of her. She’d been the perfect little heiress.

Escaping Atlas and coming to Beacon was part of her plan to get out from under that shadow, to finally stretch her wings and fly. She had every intention of broadening her horizons while in Vale. It was just… never in Weiss’ wildest dreams had she imagined THIS sort of broadening her horizons.

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

Weiss’ blush becomes even deeper as she realizes Blake is choking on Cole’s cock now. And not because he’s making her or anything like that. No, she’s doing it of her own volition, to show him how ‘good’ she can be. Weiss feels something clench in her core at the sight. Why is Blake so eager to submit? Desperation was one thing… but this was something else entirely.

“Enough.”

Cole’s voice causes all three women to flinch, though Weiss and Yang are hidden from view when it happens. Blake, meanwhile, slowly pulls off of his cock, losing concerned.

“S-Sorry, did I do something-!”

“Get up and bend over a desk.”

Blake hesitates, biting her lower lip. This causes Cole to scoff at her.

“You wanted to stay on this team, didn’t you? No, more than that… you wanted me to treat you like I did ‘her’.”

Blushing, Blake finally nods and climbs to her feet. She moves to the nearest desk and bends over it. Weiss’ breath hitches as Cole moves behind the raven-haired young woman. He’s not gentle or tender or loving about it. He pulls Blake’s shorts and panties down to her knees rather brusquely and places his cockhead against her slit from behind before pausing briefly. But Blake raises no protest, nor does she try to stop him.

A moment later and he’s inside of her. He’s not slow or gentle about this either. In fact, he’s rather rough as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh quickly fills the lecture hall and reaches their ears at the door.

Blake, for her part, seems to be enjoying herself if her moans and mewls are any indication. Cole isn’t being kind to her, yet that seems to be the way Blake likes it. She likes it rough. She likes it d-domineering.

Weiss shivers, trying to figure out what the hell is even happening at this point. Just a short while ago, her biggest concern was having a partner who hated her and a team leader who didn’t feel like he was leadership material. Now she was watching that partner be put in her place by that team leader and Weiss’ original concerns felt small or unimportant compared to the numerous questions swirling through her mind right now.

This wasn’t what Weiss had thought Beacon would be like, truth be told. Not even slightly. This was-

“What’s going on here?”

Weiss’ eyes widen as a feminine voice comes from down the hall. Slowly, she and Yang both turn to see a certain someone approaching from the side. They’d been caught just as Weiss had feared and seeing who it was, they…

… They were doomed.