Weiss x Willow (RWBY) by MissCrazyLewds

Walking around the empty halls, footsteps echoing from chamber to chamber. These halls were empty in more ways than one. Devoid of people- and devoid of soul.

Willow mulled over the same thought she would consider every day. That this home- this family- was broken. An anathema of love.

With this nearly empty bottle in her hand, she washed away the miserable days bit by bit.

Her husband was out of the house with her son, Whitley. Presumingly introducing him to more of his business friends.

The cooks were busy at work in the kitchen, preparing a meal. The butlers were cleaning the various rooms as precisely as usual.

The only members of the family at home were herself and Weiss, who had yet to exit her room for the morning, which Willow soon found herself passing by unintentionally. Or perhaps it was intentional.

Before walking completely by, Willow took notice of the fact that Weiss' bedroom door had been left ever so slightly ajar. Just a crack of light shining through.

Curiosity taking over, she stumbled to the door and very lightly pushed it open further, leaning forward to take a peek inside. Her eyes grew wide as they laid upon a most stunning sight.

Weiss stood in front of her long mirror, wearing a bra with no shirt, bending over to slide off her pyjama bottoms. She was changing her clothes for the day. The sunlight shone through her large window and met with her fair skin to create a beautiful glow.

Willow could feel what she had felt while looking at her two daughters many times before. The feeling that brought her an immediate wave of shame and regret. It was arousal.

Willow would see their naked bodies every night when she personally helped them shower as young girls, but it wasn't until they grew into their bodies that Willow began to see their true beauty.

Willow spent many nights a week fantasizing about her girls, touching herself to the thought of them. Occasionally taking a photo of them into her room, or sneaking a pair of their underwear from the laundry before the cleaners could notice.

Was she in love with the beauty of her daughters, or was she simply so very alone?

It had been so long since she's seen Weiss' body like this. Something about this scene brought more arousal to her than usual. The innocence of her daughter getting ready for the day, unknowingly being observed.

Winter had already left home long ago, and Weiss wasn't far behind. Her request to attend Beacon academy had been granted and she too would soon be leaving home. Leaving Willow alone, like her sister.

Maybe she should act before Weiss is gone?

Before she knew it, her feet were stepping into Weiss' room, pushing through the door.

Weiss turned around and abashedly covered herself with her arms upon seeing her mother.

"Mom?"

Weiss had been seeing her mother less and less. Which made this unexpected, invasive visit, all the more surprising.

Willow made her way over to Weiss until she stood right in front of her.

"Weiss-" she started, not knowing what she had intended to say. "I wanted to see you.."

Willow set her empty bottle down on Weiss' bedside table, which Weiss took notice of.

"Okay...what is it?" She asked. "I'm still getting dressed-"

"Oh, that's okay dear. I don't mind."

Weiss' face was flushed red. She knew Willow was her mother but still, they didn't have the closest of relationships, certainly not close enough for this scenario to be comfortable.

Willow looked her over, up and down, as Weiss hesitantly dropped her arms. She took in the sight of her daughter in her white, delicate bra and panties. She stepped closer before speaking again.

"I just...I want to say.. " Willow reached out, softly placing her right hand along Weiss' cheek. Weiss took a step back before running into her bed.

"You have grown into such a gorgeous young woman..."

Weiss' face went as red as it was capable of.

"Oh...th-thank you-"

Willow kept her hand where it was as she began slowly moving in, looking longingly into her eyes.

"Mom?" Weiss asked confusedly. "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, dear. Mommy loves you."

"You're drunk again-"

Weiss couldn't lean back any further, causing them to stumble back onto the bed as Willow leaned over top of her. With all her weight placed onto her, Weiss couldn't slide free, before Willow brought her lips to Weiss'. She softly kissed them for a brief moment, their lips in contact for barely a second, as she looked into Weiss' stunned blue eyes.

Willow leaned over, eagerly moving her mouth to Weiss' neck. Weiss could feel her hot breath brush up against her skin before feeling her lips pepper her neck gently.

Willow's hand moved down her body, grazing her skin softly before reaching her inner thigh, feeling around for a way into her panties.

"M-mom..! Mom! Wh-what are you doing?!" Weiss asked desperately, reaching down to try and push her hand away, but that didn't stop her advances.

Willow's hand pushed Weiss' away, quickly returning to her inner thigh, dedicated in it's search. Finally, Weiss could start to feel her hand slide in under her panties.

"St-Stop! Mom- don't..."

Willow stopped her from talking by firmly placing her lips onto Weiss', passionately kissing her. Weiss remained vocal into the kiss, but eventually quieted down, and she completely stopped resisting.

She simply didn't understand what was going on.

Even while not sober, Willow felt so dirty making out with her own daughter, feeling under her panties.

Willow's fingers finally made contact with Weiss' genitalia, desperately feeling around her soft bottom lips. She could feel Weiss gasp as contact was made, followed by squirming.

Willow could feel her daughter's velvety smooth sacred place. Her clit was so small, she could just barely feel it.

Even only by the sense of touch, she could tell how pure Weiss was down there. Untouched, at least not by anyone other than herself.

"Mom! Y-You shouldn't be...No-"

Weiss gripped Willow's shoulders and shoved her away, causing her to tumble back.

Willow looked at her, Weiss' face flushed red as she was panting nervously.

Finally, the weight of what she had done was starting to set in, and the shame was washing over her.

Willow's eyes darted to the ground to avoid her gaze before rushingly stepping out of the room without a word. She placed her face in her hands as she walked down the hall. She had essentially just molested her daughter. What monster of a mother was she?

Now she also had immense shame and self-loathing on top of her loneliness.

-Present Day-

Salem had begun her invasion. Atlas was in shambles. The dark reality of the world had come to bear upon the kingdom.

Willow sat in her room, staring at the empty bottle on her desk. She needed a new bottle but had no motivation to leave her room.

She saw on her cameras that Weiss and her friends had taken refuge in the manor, carrying with them an injured girl to Weiss' room.

The manor had been quiet since Jacques was arrested. All the staff had departed and Whitley hadn't attempted speaking to her once. Even with the kingdom on fire, loneliness was forefront on her mind.

Suddenly, a soft knock at the door.

"Mom? Are you in there?"

It was Weiss. Willow wasn't ready to face her. Not yet.

After what she did to her all that time ago, Willow avoided interacting with her at all costs. The shame was too great. But when Weiss entered Jacques' office last night, she had no choice but to confront her guilt and speak to her daughter.

Willow attempted to make up for her actions by handing Weiss potential evidence of her father's wrongdoings, but she still didn't know how Weiss felt about her.

"Mom?" Weiss asked once again through the door.

Willow sighed and stood up dreadfully. She walked over to the door, unlocked it, and opened it up. Weiss looked up at her worriedly.

"Are you..okay? Whitley said you've been locked in here all this time."

Willow looked off to the side to avoid eye contact.

"Yes, dear. I'm fine. Thank you for asking. What are you all doing back here?" She asked in return.

"We just needed a place to lay low while our friend gets better."

"I see. Well, I hope she does so promptly."

Willow began closing the door, but Weiss put her foot in front of it to stop it from closing.

"Mom-" she began as she pushed past Willow and made her way into the room. "I've been worried about you. Not just recently, but since before I left Beacon."

Weiss sat down on the edge of Willow's bed. Willow looked at her a moment before hesitantly sitting down beside her.

"I know...I know that you're feeling alone. And I miss having a mom. So- let's talk."

A slight smile formed at the corner of Willow's mouth before quickly fading.

"Okay then. Um...how are you? I know you've been busy."

Weiss closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh.

"I'm tired. Very tired. It was a crazy night down in Mantle, and we didn't get any sleep before things got even crazier today."

Weiss leaned over and gently rested her head on Willow's shoulder. Willow responded by slowly wrapping her arm around Weiss.

"I'm very proud of you, Weiss. For chasing your dreams and for becoming such a hero. You are an amazing huntress. I just hope you aren't under too much pressure."

"Pressure is my whole life right now," Weiss scoffed. "But- I think we'll see it through. I trust Ruby- our leader."

"That Ruby does seem like a sweet girl."

"She is."

They sat in silence for a moment, resting on each other's warmth. Willow wanted to bring up the elephant in the room so desperately, for the sake of her own peace of mind, but she also didn't want to ruin this nice moment.

She debated internally for a few more seconds before words finally slipped out.

"Weiss- about...a long time ago."

Weiss kept her eyes trained forward, knowing this would come up at some point. She sat quietly and let her mother continue.

"I am so, so sorry. I promise I would never intentionally want to do anything to hurt you. I had been drinking and I wasn't thinking straight. My emotions were all over the place and-"

"It's okay, mom." Weiss interjected. "It...bothered me for a while. I spent a lot of nights lying awake thinking about it. But, it wasn't until recently that I understood, and I was capable of forgiving you."

Weiss sat up straight and looked her mother in the eyes.

"You are so lonely. You have been for a long time, and I'm sorry. But, now with father gone, you have an opportunity to live your life the way you want to. There's nobody holding you back anymore."

Willow felt her heart swelling. Emotions were bubbling to the surface as tears formed in the corners of her eyes.

"Sweetheart, I-" she began. "Thank you. Thank you so much. For forgiving me. I've spent so many days and nights drowning in immense shame and guilt for what I did to you. I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I will work hard to make sure your forgiveness was worth it."

Weiss placed her hand on Willow's shoulder, looking up at her with a smile.

"You're not alone, mom. You have me. I love you."

Willow's heart was swelling once again, but in a different way that felt distantly familiar. Her eyes began to wander, observing her daughter.

Oh no. Not again.

Willow was feeling attracted to her. Was it just loneliness again? Maybe the mass amounts of kindness being shown to her was in some way arousing? Nevertheless, that shame and guilt was creeping back in.

Willow couldn't help but notice how much Weiss had grown and matured, even more since the last time she looked at her like this. She was truly a woman now- and a beautiful one at that.

Weiss' gaze changed as she realized she was being examined. Willow noticed her reaction and quickly moved to correct it.

"I-I'm sorry, dear! I was just lost in thought."

Weiss took a moment to think to herself.

Willow was once again disgusted with herself as she started getting up to walk away.

Weiss quickly grabbed her hand and guided her back down onto the bed.

"Mom..." Weiss placed her other hand on Willow's arm, looking into her eyes. "It's okay," she said softly.

Willow looked back into her eyes with wide eyes of her own. Her heart felt as though it could burst. Weiss spoke up again.

"You are not alone. I'm here for you."

The two of them stared into each other's eyes slowly inching into each other.

Weiss' hand suddenly moved up to Willow's cheek as Willow lifted her arm and placed it onto Weiss' side.

There was a tension in the air as they stared into each other. A vibrant shift that could be felt by the both of them.

Weiss and Willow both knew what was coming- and neither of them stopped it.

They came together, softly kissing each other's lips.

Both of their faces were extremely red as they did so. Weiss mainly led their kissing as she pushed her lips forward. Their lips were passionately meshing and closing around each other.

Willow could feel Weiss' lips pressing down on her bottom lip, with the sweet sound of smooching filling the air.

Willow was in a passionate makeout with her daughter, but she didn't care. Weiss was in a passionate makeout with her mom, and she didn't care. This time- they both wanted this.

Weiss ever-so-gently guided Willow down on her back onto the bed as they kept kissing. Weiss felt around her mother's body, running her hands down along her curves. Willow's eyes were closed as she drowned herself in the bliss of loving.

Weiss parted her lips from Willow's, causing her to open her eyes. Weiss gave a soft smile, the warmth of which made Willow's heart flutter. Weiss gently glided down her body, exiting off where Willow's legs dangled over the bed. Weiss slipped off her gloves and tossed them onto the desk.

Willow looked down in slight confusion as Weiss took hold of her legs and spread them, running her fingers along the skin. Willow was shocked upon realizing what was going on. Her daughter was about to perform oral on her.

Weiss lifted Willow's blouse and reached up between her legs, making contact with her panties. She felt around for the waist before slowly pulling the panties down and off of the legs.

She spread her legs once again, this time revealing her mother's genitalia.

Weiss looked up at Willow.

"Do you want this, mom?" She asked for consent before proceeding.

Willow bit her finger and nodded shyly. Weiss nodded back, lowering her head between her legs and moving forward with her tongue out.

Weiss had never done this before, but she'd watched a LOT of videos. So, she had a basic idea of what to do.

Weiss' tongue made contact with Willow's velvety center, causing a jolt to surge through Willow and a gasp to briefly escape her lips.

Weiss began lovingly eating out her mother.

Willow placed a hand on Weiss' head, soothingly stroking her thumb through her hair.

"Oh, darling..."

Weiss focused on using her tongue to bring Willow as much pleasure as possible, hitting all the points that seemed to elicit the greatest reactions. Unexpectedly, Weiss was internally admitting to herself that her mother tasted pretty good.

Willow stared off into space as the sensations swarmed over her body, lost in these good feelings. Every few seconds a moan would unintentionally slip out. She couldn't help it.

She knew this was wrong but didn't care in the slightest. Not anymore. She wanted this so bad.

Weiss looked up at her, the gaze of her piercing blue eyes drawing the attention of Willow's own gaze. Weiss kept her eyes trained on Willow's as she ate her mother's savory dish.

Eventually, Willow approached her climax. It didn't take long to get her there. She held tightly onto Weiss' head with both hands as her moans crescendoed, her legs locking around her daughter's shoulders.

Weiss rapidly wagged her tongue, helping to push Willow over the edge of release.

"A-ah-oh!"

Willow's muscles tightened briefly as she allowed herself the full relief of orgasm. She came with Weiss' mouth pressed against her, continuing to hold her grip for seconds until finally she was done.

Willow fell straight back onto the bed, breathing heavily after her intense orgasm. Weiss carefully parted her lips from her mother's bottom lips, placing her hands on Willow's knees with a smile.

"How did I do?" She asked.

Willow dropped the back of her hand against her forehead, continuing to gasp for breath.

"You... Oh, darling- you were incredible..."

With her eyes closed, Willow heard the sound of buckles and straps. She squinted in confusion, before lifting her head to determine the source of those sounds.

Willow was greeted with the sight of a nearly naked Weiss, her skirt removed, revealing that precious center which Willow had played with all that time ago.

Weiss took hold of the only bit of clothing she had left, on the top half of her body, and lifted it over and down her shoulders. The white top concealing her breasts collapsed down onto the floor as she then held her arms behind her back.

"Do you..." she started to ask, "want more?"

Willow quickly reached out and took her by the shoulders, pulling her naked daughter down on top of her and engaging in a hardcore make out.

A few minutes of passionate kissing later, and Willow too was completely in the nude. She could feel Weiss' soft and wet privates rested on top of her thigh as they kissed.

They parted their kiss, Weiss looking down at Willow while panting for breath.

"I love you, mom."

"I love you too, sweetheart."

A minute later, and they were back to kissing with Weiss sat over Willow's lap. Weiss was grinding her core up against Willow's, moving her waist up and down, her small and perky clit being accepted into her mother's soft pink folds.

They soon stopped their kissing and focused on meshing their groins together. Weiss wrapped her arms around Willow tightly, resting her head on her shoulder while vigorously humping.

Willow held Weiss' back with one hand while using her other hand to steady herself against the bed, helping Weiss by occasionally bucking her hips upward.

"Oo-oh, my darling~" Willow hummed out, with Weiss moaning softly beside her ear.

"M-Mom-" said Weiss, "I'm going to cum-"

Hearing those words pushed Willow even further along. She too was ready to cum- for the second time.

"Come here, darling-" Willow said, lifting her head off of her shoulder and leaning in to passionately kiss her while they finished.

The two of them enthusiastically continued pushing their centers together, feeling each other's warmth and wetness, thunder rampaging throughout the outside sky around them.

It was in this moment of heated lust that they erupted.

Mother and daughter shared in orgasmic bliss, both of them moaning loudly as they reached their climax. They held onto each other tightly until having completely ridden out the wave of pleasure.

Once it was over, they remained sat still for a while longer before Weiss lifted her wet vagina off of her mother's- strings of said wetness keeping them connected as they were pulled apart.

The two of them fell backwards onto the bed, laying next to each other, staring up at the ceiling while lightly gasping for breath.

"Thank you..." Willow stated her gratitude softly.

"Of course…I love you, mom."

"I love you too. So much."

Weiss eventually had to return to her team, but once she left, Willow didn't feel as alone as she did before for so many years. In fact, she had never felt more loved and cared for.

It did not matter to her if they would ever do such a thing again or if it was a one-time thing. What mattered to her was that her daughter showed that she loved her, despite her flaws as a mother.

And she would endeavor to be the best mother one could ever be from here on out.