Prompt: Reunited Under the Stars (RWBY) (Patreon)

Summary: Once upon a time, Sage and Pyrrha were close. Not just close, they were in love, the passionate, stupid, sexual kind of love one finds in only their first real relationship. They broke things off, but now they're reunited, and Pyrrha might not be able to stop herself from making love to Sage once again. Includes: Smut

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There’s a saying common in Mistral. ‘Goodbyes are temporary.’ The meaning was obvious. Sooner or later, we’ll run into each other again. Whether it’s destiny or dumb luck, all souls find their way back to one another. 

That saying went through Pyrrha’s mind as she saw an old friend, someone she thought she wouldn’t see for a long time. Sage Ayana. The man she loved, once upon a time. 

It was barely a real meeting. Ruby asked Jaune and his team to come hang out with the rest of RWBY, plus some new friends they had made. The groups met in the morning at a booth at the Vytal Festival, and that was when Pyrrha saw him, standing with three other boys their age.

Sage Ayana. Her ex-boyfriend, the first man she kissed, the first one to make love to her...

They broke up when Pyrrha told him she wanted to go to Vytal to study at Beacon, while he was still on the fence on whether or not he still wanted to be a Huntsman. They doubted a long distance relationship would work, so they broke things off.

It seemed like he made his choice…

Sage saw Pyrrha as soon as she noticed him. Their eyes met, and Pyrrha could feel her heart pounding inside her chest. She wasn’t sure what she could say, so she didn’t say anything. She kept her eyes off of him and introduced herself as smoothly as she could with the rest of his team.

The whole ordeal was awkward, and Pyrrha wished she couldn’t feel Sage’s eyes on her. He was undressing her with his eyes, not that he had to imagine what she looked like naked. He had already seen it countless times. 

They were a happy couple. Young and in love. Hormones in their bodies leading to them passionately kissing, to squeezing each other’s bodies, and eventually to making love. They were so innocent, in a way. Controlled by love and basic instinct, unable to keep their hands off one another. Sage didn’t mind, and neither did Pyrrha. They were happy with their relationship…

Until they broke apart.

Pyrrha kept his distance from him, ignoring his leering eyes. She only look at him when he was distracted, and her emerald eyes climbed up and down his body. He was built like a tank, and watching his muscular arms lift up his massive sword made her heart pound. She remembered when he would hold her in his arms. He was a strong lover, yet impossibly gentle when he wanted to be. 

When the group enjoyed a nice lunch together, Sage pushed his way to sit beside her. She didn’t offer any complaint as Jaune sat on the other side of her. The booth worker got them their bowls of noodles, handing them out to everyone, and the large group of friends ate.

Jaune and Ruby laughed at a shared joke, Weiss scolded them for being immature, Blake and Sun talked, Yang got to know Neptune, everyone was talking, smiles on their faces. But Pyrrha was quiet, even as Sage joked with his teammates and laughed with them.

Pyrrha’s food went untouched as his hand fell on her thigh, gently stroking her skin, fingers brushing against her skirt. She didn’t do anything to stop him. All she did was blush as his dark fingers stroked her skin, before slipping under her skirt. 

She should have done something, but all she did was pick up her chopsticks and start eating her food. He wasn’t even looking at her, yet his hand was under her skirt, just rubbing her smooth skin. He always did complement how nice her skin felt. Warm, and soft… 

Flawless. That was what he called her. Just remembering that made her face flush.

“How’s the food, Pyr?” Jaune smiled from across the booth. “Too hot?”

“Oh, it’s good. It’s… it’s very hot,” she muttered in reply, putting on a smile.

From the waist up, everything was normal for the two. No one in the group was wiser. Something about that made Pyrrha’s blood rush, and Sage knew this. After all, how many nights did they spend on her bed, whispering their fantasies to each other, promising to make them real…?

She felt his fingers brush against her panties, and that was where she drew the line. Her hand caught his arm, and he glanced at her. Their eyes met as the air burned between them. He wasn’t angry. Nor was she, actually. They just looked at one another, before he pulled his hand back and lunch turned back into something normal.

Sage was good at pretending everything was fine, but Pyrrha was left out of breath, blushing, and wrestling with her regret...

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As group continued to enjoy the festival together, Sage continued his torture of poor Pyrrha. Well, torture was perhaps the wrong word. She knew she could stop him at any time. The man was a lot of things, perverted and sinful being two of them, but Pyrrha knew that at his core he was a good man. 

All she had to do was say the word, and he’d stop, but… she didn’t. She only stopped him when he went too far, but she didn’t do a thing to stop him when he brushed against her, or ‘accidentally’ touched her butt when no one was looking. She didn’t mind him invading her personal space or just looming over her, because they both knew how that excited her. 

He knew so much about her, and she was weak against him. Her very body was attuned to his needs. He wanted her, and damn it all if she didn’t want to give it to him… To let him have her…

This all came to a head as Pyrrha excused herself. She told the others she had to train, and Jaune asked if she wanted him to come along. She said no, knowing that Sage could hear every word.

She told everyone she needed to train alone, and she left them behind to be by herself. She walked into the outskirts of the festival, far enough where the lights of the festivities could barely be seen. 

Trees surrounded her as she found a nice clearing of soft, green grass. There she waited, hoping, praying, and fearing that Sage picked up on her hidden message. 

She got her answer as she saw Sage walking towards her from between the trees. 

“Hey, Red,” he smiled, flashing his white teeth. His handsome features were practically glowing from the light of the moon and stars. 

“Sage…” His name felt good on her tongue. Like coming home from a long day to taste your favorite meal. It’d been such a long time since she said his name.

“I’ve missed you. Nikos.” He walked forward, rolling his shoulders a bit as he shrugged off his coat. It fell to the ground, and Pyrrha found her throat suddenly turning dry as she saw the man stand before her, shirtless. 

If the cold air bothered him, he didn’t show it. He was built like a tower, and just as sturdy. He didn’t shiver, even as she did. It wasn’t from the cold though…

“Miss your laugh. Your voice. Those eyes. That smile… And that body.” He was honest. He loved her, but to say he wasn’t a perverted would be a lie. She could tell just from looking at him, watching the way his eyes took in her every detail. “I’ve spent a lot of lonely nights missing your body… Has it been missing me?”

Pyrrha felt her body shiver again. She tried to shake it off, trying to catch her breath as her heart raced inside her. She didn’t answer the question, too afraid of her own answer. “Sage, there’s something you should know. There’s someone else now…”

He walked forward, his expression unreadable as he stared at her. “Is it serious?” he finally asked.

She didn’t know how to answer that. Was it serious? She did like Jaune. Liked, but did she love him? Well, that… That was harder to answer.  Her silence was damning as Sage moved closer. When he spoke, his warm breath brushed her cheek.

“It’s that blond, right? Jaune?” She bit her lower lip. “Does he treat you right?” Another question she couldn’t answer, and when his hand touched her cheek, she melted into his warm touch. She nuzzled the palm of his hand as she took a deep breath, smelling his natural musk. 

“I remember how happy you were with me. Have you ever felt that kind of happiness since?” She shook her head, continuing to rub her face against his hand. She lifted one of her own, smaller hands to touch his cheek.

“No,” she whispered, her body giving in to Sage’s. The attraction she always felt for him came back twofold as she smiled at the taller man. “N-not yet,” she muttered.

“I’ve missed you, Pyrrha, and I know you’ve missed me. What do you say we celebrate our reunion?” She was the one to step forward this time, her chest brushing against his hard frame as she pondered the offer.

“I-I…” She swallowed spit down her throat, trying to order her thoughts, trying not to stare at his body or throw her arms around him.

“You have to promise you aren’t trying to steal me away. From Jaune…”

“I promise.”

“This is just… just us celebrating. Like a toast. A toast to our friendship.”

“Agreed.”

That was all the justification she needed. Pyrrha licked her lips as she looked into Sage’s eyes. She stood on the tips of her toes as she placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. He returned the kiss immediately, opening his mouth and welcoming her tongue. His hands held her, one on her ass, the other on her breast, squeezing the firm flesh. 

The two never forgot the other. They always held each other sacred to their hearts, and… and feeling the other again felt so natural. They knew how to kiss the other, how to massage each other’s lips. 

They fit together like two puzzle pieces, a perfect match.

Pyrrha broke the kiss first, a smile on her panting face. A trail of saliva glistened under the moonlight as she caught her breath. “I’ve missed you,” she confessed, moving her hands down to stroke his pecs. 

“I’ve missed you too, Pyrrha… Let me show you how much.” She nodded, giving herself to him as they kissed again. They pulled their bodies together, grinding against one another. The redhead moaned passionately as she felt something hard press against the inside of her thigh, knowing exactly what that was…

They pulled apart once more, and Pyrrha fell to her knees before the man. Sage grinned with excitement as his lover pulled his pants and boxers down, revealing his erect cock. It sprang free, almost hitting Pyrrha as she smiled widely. 

She licked her lips, before leaning forward to kiss the tip of the cock. Sage moaned at the sensation, before she pulled away and gazed upon the shaft like she was seeing an old friend. Pyrrha lifted up her hands and gently placed them on the shaft, stroking it up and down. 

“I missed the smell of your cock,” she confessed. “The feel. The size. The girth. It’s kept my up at night.”

“The thought of your body, the sound of your voice, that’s what’s kept me up. I’ve missed fucking you.”

“Then just for tonight...Let’s relive the glory days.” Pyrrha opened her mouth and she took the cock with ease, welcoming back into her mouth. Her tongue smacked against the veiny shaft, rubbing against the flesh.

She made sure to taste as much of the dick as she could, before she rested the shaft on her tongue, coating the underside with saliva. The taste brought wonderful memories to Pyrrha, and she trembled as her pussy moistened her panties. She bobbed her head up and down, easily reaching the base of Sage’s member, pressing her nose into his pubic hair. 

Sage moaned as she worshipped his cock, and he placed one hand on her head just to stroke and pet her scarlet locks. Pyrrha continued to move her head back and forth, closing her eyes as she allowed the simple pleasure to drift her into an almost trance-like state.

The two fell into a motion together. They had done this what felt like thousands of times before, after all. It felt natural to be together like this, and Pyrrha knew exactly how to lick his cock to make him moan and shudder. Sage knew exactly how much his lover could take, and how quickly she wanted it. He knew how much she liked having her head stroked, and his balls against her face.

Pyrrha even lifted up her hands to touch herself, stroking her breasts through her top as she moaned against the veiny dick. Her vibrations brought another moan out from Sage, who was getting closer and closer to orgasm.

His lover knew this, and before he could cum, she pulled her mouth away from his cock, and licked her lips. There was still a glistening thread of saliva connecting her lips and his cock, which she happily licked up.

“Lay down,” she whispered, her voice heavy with ecstacy. He happily obeyed, kicking off his pants and laying on his back on the soft, emerald grass. 

Pyrrha began to take off her own clothes, peeling the cloth from her sweaty, panting body. Sage watched with leering and hungry eyes, nodding in approval. “Mmm… Did you get bigger?” he asked, and Pyrrha blushed in the darkness. 

“Maybe. Care to check for me?” Pyrrha finished disrobing, making a show of taking off her bra and dropping it onto the small pile of her clothes. She even undid her ponytail, letting it fall down the length of her back in a scarlet waterfall. Sage always liked it when she wore her hair down.

She climbed on top of him, legs on each side of his waist as her hands pressed into the ground by his head. They smiled at one another as her tits dangled from her chest. Pyrrha leaned down to kiss him, and he welcomed her lips with a smile on his face. The two kissed as her breasts were sandwiched between them, and the kiss was innocent, without tongue, but no less passionate. 

“I missed you so much. I would stay up for hours just thinking about you. When no one was looking, when I was all alone, I touched myself to the thought of you. To the memories we shared…” She positioned her body so her pussy was just over his erect cock, brushing against it. “Do you remember that night on the beach?”

“It was one of the greatest nights of my life,” he whispered back. “You told me how much you love the sound of the ocean.”

She nodded her head. “You told me how nice it was to have some peace and quiet.” The two chuckled, before Pyrrha smiled. “Do you know what else I missed? Getting my pussy stretched out like this.” Without any other warning, she brought her body down. Her pussy took the long, dark cock into her as she moaned loudly. 

Pyrrha adjusted herself again, sitting on his lap and bouncing on his cock as she took the whole thing without any trouble. Her pussy was already wet from blowing Sage, and now it was being pounded back into shape by the hard penis. Sage lifted ups his hands and placed them on her chest, squeezing her as bounced up and down.

“They feel bigger… and you feel tighter,” he moaned. 

She merely smiled down at him, before she closed her eyes and just welcomed the pleasure. Her chest bounced up and down in his hands, and she cried out in wonderful ecstasy as he pinched her nipples, knowing her weakness for that.

Sage squeezed her breasts, before reaching down to grab her hips. He took control, and she happily submitted. He held her with his strong arms, lifting her up and down on his cock. He knew just where to slam his cock, and Pyrrha’s moans became screams of pleasure as he found her G-spot.

He thrusted his cock into her, massaging the sensitive area. Pyrrha had to bite down on her lower lip to keep from screaming as her tits bounced and smacked against her body. The wet sounds of his dick penetrating her and stretching her soaking pussy was music to the couple as Pyrrha opened her mouth.

“I-inside. I-I want you to cum inside!” she begged. 

“Oh? You want a creampie?” he teased, knowing her love for them. 

Pyrrha nodded her head vigorously. “Y-yes! I-inside! I want you to cum inside of me, Sage!”  

He happily went along with the idea, slamming his entire cock into her as she mewled in pleasure. They came together, with her pussy squeezing down on Sage’s dick as he unleashed a flood of cum into her womanhood. He filled her cunt with his seed as he saw the moonlight accent Pyrrha’s gorgeous features. Sage savored the smile on her face as she moaned, trembling from the powerful orgasm. 

The two were left panting against one another. Pyrrha slowly lifted herself off of Sage’s cock with shaky, weak legs. She fell beside him, and he caught her, holding her in his strong, firm arms. He began to affectionately pet her back as she nuzzled against him. She could feel his semen dripping out of her pussy, slowly trickling onto her leg. 

“That was amazing,” she moaned. 

“You always are,” he replied, and she giggled at the compliment. “Hey, Red. Can I ask you something?”

“Hm?”

“Is this a one time thing, or…? I mean, it’s fine if it is. I just need to know.”

That was a good question, one that left Pyrrha silent for a few agonizing seconds. Finally, she answered. “I don’t think I’m ready to say goodbye to this just yet. I thought I was, but I don’t think I am…”

“Then you want to do this again?” he asked, slowly.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I do.” Pyrrha squeezed her body against his, kissing his chest.

“Then let’s do it.” He held her close, wrapping an arm around her as they stared at the stars together. “Man, I thought this festival was going to be great before, but I think it just got a lot better.”

Pyrrha agreed with a firm nod. She had thought the same. She was looking forward to the rest of the Vytal Festival, but now she had something else to look forward to. An old friend, and the fun that they would have together...