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"Annnnnnd.....Clickit! all RIIIIGHT that's a wrap! great job girls!"
All Neon's pep was met with was a trio of relieved groans as Blake, Ilia and Carmella visibly relaxed.
"Aw C'mon, it wasn't that bed!" Neon chastised playfully. Beside her, Sun grinned broadly, the unneeded ears from Carmella's costume perched atop his head.

Ilia blew one of her bangs out of her face as, on shaky feet perched atop a pair of heels, she toddered over to a chair and slumped down.
"Easy for you to say" she huffed, making a poor attempt to not look at Carm as she -quite unintentionally- strutted past towards a water bottle offered by Sun, the studio lights glinting off her long legs.
"You didn't have to wear this thing." She finished after a pause that went on just a moment too long. She supposed these outfits had their...charms.
Blake snorted as she pulled on a shirt that Sun likewise offered from his other hand. Ilia noticed after a second that it was indeed one of his shirts: it hung on her old friend like a tent.
"I still don't know how I got talked into this." She said, though her grin and the lack of malice in her voice indicated she didn't entirely mind.
Sun grinned at her.
"Well, your Mom put it like this: "Call it a passive punishment for running off without a word. Best put those legs of yours to work."
Blake coughed to hide a chuckle as she leaned on a box to pull off her own heels, stuffing her feet into a pair of sneakers.
"Leave it to Mom." She muttered with a small laugh. Neon grinned fiendishly, sauntering off with the camera to start developing the photos.

Ilia raised an eyebrow at Blake as she made something of a show of pulling off her own heels: She grimaced, knowing Neon had deliberately picked strappy Stiletto heels with a tall platform rather than the "practical" pumps Carm and Blake had worn. She'd been lucky not to snap both of her ankles just standing still.

"I'm with Ruby, i have NO idea how you fight in these, Blake." She remarked as she massaged her ankle. Carm, having kicked off her own heels, padded over to her with another water bottle and a towel, both of which Ilia took with gratitude.
"Well, we can relax now. the Photos are to help with charity support for the new White Fang after all, so at least it's for a good cause."
"I suppose." Ilia sighed. She then grimaced.
"Still, the faster i get outta this getup the better."
Carm raised an eyebrow, even as she walked around Ila to help her girlfriend unzip her leotard. Ilia stood, tugging at the bodice.
"Isn't this basically the same as your Combat outfit?" Carm asked as she started on the zipper. Ilia snorted disgustingly.
"My Combat gear isn't make outta Silk! This thing is like a sauna, and it Itches!"
In all the right places, an intrusive thought tore into her mind as the inherent sexuality of the outfit forced itself to the front of her mind. Carm in such close proximity, likewise dressed, sent fresh feelings coursing through her.
"You sure about that?" Carm's voice cut into her ears, causing Ilia to jump for a moment.
"Huh?"
"Your spots." Carm said with a grin in her voice, letting one hand rest on Ilia's shoulder.
"You're as pink as a strawberry sunrise."

Ilia sat back down in her chair with an embarrassed huff, as Carmella giggled and started to rub her shoulders soothingly.
Across the room, Blake smiled at the pair, before gently tugging Sun along as she turned towards the door.
"Let's....give them a minute." She whispered. Sun, grin as bright as his namesake, followed silently.

[=]

Bunny Carmella has returned, LongSean22

It seems our three Faunus Heroines have been hornswaggled into some seasonal shenanigans courtesy of one Neon Katt. Where will it end?
happy RWBY Bunny Day everyone

Description
"Annnnnnd.....Clickit! all RIIIIGHT that's a wrap! great job girls!"
All Neon's pep was met with was a trio of relieved groans as Blake, Ilia and Carmella visibly relaxed.
"Aw C'mon, it wasn't that bed!" Neon chastised playfully. Beside her, Sun grinned broadly, the unneeded ears from Carmella's costume perched atop his head.

Ilia blew one of her bangs out of her face as, on shaky feet perched atop a pair of heels, she toddered over to a chair and slumped down.
"Easy for you to say" she huffed, making a poor attempt to not look at Carm as she -quite unintentionally- strutted past towards a water bottle offered by Sun, the studio lights glinting off her long legs.
"You didn't have to wear this thing." She finished after a pause that went on just a moment too long. She supposed these outfits had their...charms.
Blake snorted as she pulled on a shirt that Sun likewise offered from his other hand. Ilia noticed after a second that it was indeed one of his shirts: it hung on her old friend like a tent.
"I still don't know how I got talked into this." She said, though her grin and the lack of malice in her voice indicated she didn't entirely mind.
Sun grinned at her.
"Well, your Mom put it like this: "Call it a passive punishment for running off without a word. Best put those legs of yours to work."
Blake coughed to hide a chuckle as she leaned on a box to pull off her own heels, stuffing her feet into a pair of sneakers.
"Leave it to Mom." She muttered with a small laugh. Neon grinned fiendishly, sauntering off with the camera to start developing the photos.

Ilia raised an eyebrow at Blake as she made something of a show of pulling off her own heels: She grimaced, knowing Neon had deliberately picked strappy Stiletto heels with a tall platform rather than the "practical" pumps Carm and Blake had worn. She'd been lucky not to snap both of her ankles just standing still.

"I'm with Ruby, i have NO idea how you fight in these, Blake." She remarked as she massaged her ankle. Carm, having kicked off her own heels, padded over to her with another water bottle and a towel, both of which Ilia took with gratitude.
"Well, we can relax now. the Photos are to help with charity support for the new White Fang after all, so at least it's for a good cause."
"I suppose." Ilia sighed. She then grimaced.
"Still, the faster i get outta this getup the better."
Carm raised an eyebrow, even as she walked around Ila to help her girlfriend unzip her leotard. Ilia stood, tugging at the bodice.
"Isn't this basically the same as your Combat outfit?" Carm asked as she started on the zipper. Ilia snorted disgustingly.
"My Combat gear isn't make outta Silk! This thing is like a sauna, and it Itches!"
In all the right places, an intrusive thought tore into her mind as the inherent sexuality of the outfit forced itself to the front of her mind. Carm in such close proximity, likewise dressed, sent fresh feelings coursing through her.
"You sure about that?" Carm's voice cut into her ears, causing Ilia to jump for a moment.
"Huh?"
"Your spots." Carm said with a grin in her voice, letting one hand rest on Ilia's shoulder.
"You're as pink as a strawberry sunrise."

Ilia sat back down in her chair with an embarrassed huff, as Carmella giggled and started to rub her shoulders soothingly.
Across the room, Blake smiled at the pair, before gently tugging Sun along as she turned towards the door.
"Let's....give them a minute." She whispered. Sun, grin as bright as his namesake, followed silently.

[=]

Bunny Carmella has returned, LongSean22

It seems our three Faunus Heroines have been hornswaggled into some seasonal shenanigans courtesy of one Neon Katt. Where will it end?
happy RWBY Bunny Day everyone