Falke leans out the open window of his and Pyrrha's room in the Shade academy dorm rooms. Looking out into the vast city of Vacuo, he contemplates his actions, what he did earlier that day, what he'd done to get here. As he continues looking out into the city, Pyrrha wraps her arms around his waist from behind him and places her head on his back. She could feel his rhythmic breathing, matching it with her own. She then moves to his side as he looks at her, giving her a soft smile, placing a kiss on her head.
Pyrrha: "You seem upset? You're still thinking about earlier, aren't you?" Leaning her head onto his arm.
Falke: *sigh* "Do you think we did the right thing? Telling them the truth...exposing Ozpin's lies and betrayal. I feel like we did more damage than anything else. I mean, I'd never seen my dad angry like that before, and Ruby...It hurt a lot to see her like that. Would it have been better just to let them keep believing the lie?" Taking a deep breath as he wraps his right arm around Pyrrha.
Pyrrha: "No! It wasn't wrong what he did to us, to them. It wasn't right, and they needed to know. Even if it hurt, imagine if they'd find out another way. But, honey, what we did-no-what you did was the right thing even if you regret it. They deserved to know. We owed it to them and those that died at Beacon and Haven, even at Atlas." Taking hold of his hands, looking into his eyes.
Falke: "Your right. You are always right. We owed it to everyone that believed his lies. Thank you." Placing a kiss on her lips, they both turn to look out at the afternoon sky above the large city in the waste.
As they look, Pyrrha spots Qrow and Willow walking through the school garden holding hands. It made Falke happy knowing that they still loved each other after so long and that they both found each other again.
Pyrrha: "It seems your dad still has some charm left."
Falke: "That implies he had any, to begin with. I solely believe he got lucky, but I guess that makes him the luckiest man in the world to find someone patient enough to handle him."
Pyrrha: "Well, I disagree. I mean, if he didn't have any charm. Then how'd you learn to charm my heart?"
Falke: "I guess I got lucky."
Pyrrha: "You know I just realized something."
Falke: "Hmm?"
Pyrrha: "Back in the cafeteria, you called me your wife."
Falke: "Huh. I guess I did. Why? Did you not want me to. Cause last time I checked, you are the one who wanted to get these rings." Taking off his glove to show he still had the ring on.
Pyrrha: "The opposite actually, it made me happier than you could ever know."
Falke: "Well, I'm happy to hear."
Pyrrha: "It made me VERY happy.~" Whispering into his ear, as she took hold of his hand.
Falke looked back at her with bewilderment as he saw she gazed at him with a look of love and of lust. She began to lead them further into the room, never breaking eye contact. He followed without complaint or resistance. Reaching the foot of their bed, he stopped her and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss. Their tongues danced with one another as Falke traced his hands down her body, feeling her curves. Pyrrha, relenting control, allowed his tongue to explore her mouth as she began to unbutton his vest, tossing it to the floor. Finally breaking the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting the two. Falke's hands take hold of her bottom as she lets out a small moan, their eyes still not breaking from one another.
Falke: "Tonight...I make you mine.~" Whispering into her ear, causing her to stumble a bit from the arousal.
He begins to kiss her neck as he picks her up by the back of her legs, carrying and setting her down on a small desk. As she uses one of her hands to hold herself up on the desk while he slowly takes off her top, her other hand slowly creeps down to her lower entrance, which had now become slightly drenched. Finally removing her shirt after taking off her breastplate, he sees the only thing trapping her breast is a light red bra, which he begins to grip and massage her mounds through the bra, causing Pyrrha to moan louder. As he initiates another passionate kiss with her quieting her moans of pleasure, Falke notices where her other hand was located and gripped her arm, stopping her.
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The Child of Omens Part 2: RWBY x Male Reader
AventuraBetrayed by those they trusted and left for dead, Falke and Pyrrha are now on their own. With no direction and no help they must make their way through an ever-changing Remnant as dark forces make their move, but those aren't the only beings looking...
