Mother-Daughter Bonding (RWBY)
A/N: Mother-Daughter Bonding was a Patreon Poll Winner originally written back in 2019, posted to HF in 2021, and now posted here for people to enjoy!
Summary: Blake and Kali are spending some time together at the festival when Blake overhears some human males making lurid comments about her and her mother.
Themes: Breeding, MaleDom, Rough Sex
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Blake is already in a bad mood when the humans first start making asses of themselves. The phrase 'woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning' has never been more applicable, in a way. She's gone into heat, now of all days. Its stupid, and she hates it, but she wasn't about to let it ruin this. It was so rare that Blake got to see her mom these days, and with Kali in town for the festival, the younger cat faunus wasn't about to show her up for something as dumb and idiotic as a heat.
Of course, the moment Kali had laid eyes on her, the older woman had gotten this look in her eyes, as if she knew exactly what was going on. Blake was currently doing her best to ignore that though, in favor of trying to enjoy her day. She just wanted to have some fun at the festival with her mother. Was that too much to ask?
"Damn, look at the ass on that one. That's a woman's ass right there."
"Right? But then there's the younger one. Shit, that's not half bad either..."
"Heh..."
The humans had been following her and Kali for a little while now, though in this case 'following' didn't mean much. They were traveling through the festival after all, walking down the main walkway, so it could be said that the human men behind them were simply going in the same direction, not actually following them. Except, they kept making those fucking comments.
Blake was this close to turning around and biting their fucking heads off. She wasn't going to just let them continue talking like that, especially not when her treacherous body was reacting to the words in a way that Blake herself was most certainly NOT. It was unfathomable, and Blake was nearing the end of her rope.
However, as if sensing this, Kali suddenly reaches out and wraps an arm around her daughter's waist, bringing her in close a little and guiding her along. Blake looks to her and sees Kali smiling knowingly, even as the men continue to mutter in the background, their voices growing quieter as they look at their phones. It's obvious that, just like Blake, Kali's enhanced hearing has picked up their comments. Cat ears are good for that sort of thing, after all.
And yet, Kali doesn't seem even slightly perturbed as Blake glances back at the men, steaming.
"Mom... can't you hear them? Why do humans have to be so... ugh!"
Kali chuckles, continuing to lead Blake along, even as the men stop dead, whatever they're seeing on their phones shocking them to the point that they stand there frozen.
"Now, now, sweetie. No need to get so worked up. Humans aren't so bad, Blake. They just find you attractive, that's all."
Blake can't help but scoff at her mom. Her parents may have been founding members of the White Fang, but it'd been a long time since they'd been counted amongst its number. And even then, Kali had always been the calmer, more reserved one. Still...
"That doesn't make it better, mom..."
Kali just giggles, and Blake frowns as her face grows red. It feels like her mother is almost mocking her with her answer.
"Who knows, Blake? You might appreciate it... one day."
Her tongue writhes against Kali's, even as they both take the fat, massive cocks currently pistoning in and out of their sopping wet cunts again and again. They're being plowed from either end, like some sort of advanced or evolved Eiffel Tower. Blake and Kali in the middle, making up the meat of the sandwich, while the men act as the bread. Except, it's the men who are providing the meat to Blake and Kali at the moment, and given the heat she's currently in, Blake can barely stay coherent as she's constantly orgasming, moaning into her mother's lips, drooling all over Kali's face.
"Yeah, you fucking like that, Meat-Milker? Hehe, should have known a MILF like you would be a perverted ho. Fuck!"
"Her daughter's the same way! She's so fucking tight man, I swear. Faunus are the fucking best!"
Meat-Milker? The name that the man fucking her mother gives to Kali sounds rather odd. Like it's more than just him calling her something derogative, but also how he KNOWS her. Blake doesn't get how that's supposed to work. Why would anyone know her mom as 'Meat-Milker'? It was such a perverse name.
Regardless, the use of it is just enough for some small part of Blake's rational thoughts to take over, or perhaps not take over so much as claw their way out of the oppressive heat trying to break her and reassert control. She realizes, in that moment, that she can feel the cock inside of her beginning to throb and pulse. And as if reading her mind, sensing her sudden fear, the man fucking her confirms it.
"Fuck, getting close... gonna breed this bitch nice and good."
"Hah, hell yeah! Gonna do the same to this faunus slut as well! Ready to be a mommy again, cunt?!"
Kali's response is to moan her encouragement. Blake's is to widen her eyes. What?! That was never part of the deal! Except, there was no deal. Blake had... this was all... it was so spur of the moment. Or was it? In that instant, clarity comes to Blake Belladonna as she looks into her mother's eyes and realizes that Kali has been planning this from the very beginning. None of this was spur of the moment... this was her idea from the start.
Belatedly, Blake considers trying to escape, trying to free herself. But she's far too late for that. The man buried inside of her quim cums a moment later, and Blake's eyes roll back in her head as she orgasms explosively, her heat satisfied by the sensation of this human jazzing deep inside of her womb, filling her to the brim with his life-giving seed, pumping a nice, thick load of cum into her.
He's breeding her, full stop... and from the sound of Kali's moans and the grunts and shouts of the man fucking the MILF, she's getting bred as well. For a brief moment, mother and daughter have the same looks of sheer, utter ecstasy painted across their fucked stupid faces. Their lips part but their tongues remain intertwined as they cling to one another, fingers still interlaced.
And then its over, and as the massive cocks slide out of them, both Blake and Kali collapse down to the floor, to their knees, jizz leaking out of their well-fucked cunts and sweat covering every inch of their naked, voluptuous bodies. Mother and daughter both just kneel there for a moment, panting and gasping for breath as they lean on one another for support.
Then, a massive meaty member slaps down on Kali's shoulder, right as another does the same on Blake's.
"Clean 'em off, sluts. We ain't done with you yet."
Blake shares a look with her mother, and even though she knows exactly what the older faunus is doing now, she doesn't fight it. Instead, she turns to the cock on her shoulder and opens wide, her tongue lolling out in an incredibly lewd fashion as she begins to lick and slurp the thick shaft clean. Now that she's no longer fighting it, she feels so much better. All of mother's warnings had been right. She should have just embraced her heat from the beginning.
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