Both sisters slept until noon, but Yang was the first to wake up.
The blonde fighter awoke with a strange feeling of contentment and fulfillment she had never experienced before, a feeling that intensified when she opened her eyes and saw Ruby's relaxed face, a face she had gazed upon for over a decade, but which only now seemed the most attractive thing in the world.
To the blonde fighter, her little sister had always been the sweetest and most tender soul in existence, someone to protect at all costs. She was the one Yang imagined she would have to defend someday, threatening any future boyfriend or girlfriend with a beating if they dared to harm her.
Now, it turned out that the silver-eyed girl had not only never needed such protection, but also held some surprises that had completely won Yang's heart in a totally different way.
Surprises like her wolf ears and tail, her newfound strength, probably due to those additional faun-like appendages, and her innate sexual prowess, in addition to what she now harbored between her legs.
What the blonde brawler didn't notice was that she never once stopped to think about how these changes had emerged or how surreal her situation truly was. Her mind, clouded by instinct and affection, simply accepted it.
...
While Yang reminisced about everything they had experienced before falling asleep, she unconsciously stroked the hair of the she-wolf beside her, enjoying the intimacy of waking up next to the person her mind already claimed as her partner.
"Good morning," Ruby murmured, sighing softly as she blinked her eyes open.
"Good morning," Yang greeted in an equally low whisper.
Neither of them moved for a few moments, lost in a trance while analyzing one another. Then, suddenly, their lips met.
At first, it was a light, gentle touch, barely the slight pressure of two mouths meeting. They separated for only a few seconds, seeking each other's gaze. In Ruby's eyes, Yang saw a question, an invitation she couldn't refuse.
The blonde closed her eyes and leaned in again, this time with a far different intention. Their lips parted, seeking more. When they met again, the kiss was no longer a simple caress; it was an exploration.
The she-wolf responded immediately. Her hands, previously motionless, encircled her mate's waist, intensifying the kiss and making it firmer, more possessive.
The kiss grew wet; Ruby tilted her head, demanding access, which Yang granted instantly. Opening her mouth with a barely audible moan, the blonde intertwined her tongue with Ruby's, responding to the rhythm her Alpha set: a rhythm that promised more and demanded everything.
The kiss lasted until they needed air. They broke apart with a soft click, their ragged breaths mingling as their foreheads rested together. Ruby smiled; that slow, yearning smile Yang had seen before.
"That," Ruby whispered, her voice vibrating with a newfound depth, "will be my 'good morning' every single day from now on."
"Okay," Yang smiled, snuggling back into her Alpha's chest and listening to the steady thrum of her heartbeat.
...
The rest of the day passed peacefully.
Ruby didn't do much, despite Yang's expectations regarding their changing relationship. However, the blonde couldn't help but notice that her Alpha was sometimes a bit absentminded, seeming to momentarily forget what she was doing mid-task, only to remember it later as an afterthought.
Eating cookies with milk was curious and a little unsettling. Yang watched her stop halfway through a batch of cookies, only to look around in confusion before continuing to eat, when normally she would have devoured them in one go.
Then there was the routine maintenance on Crescent Rose. Ruby treated her "baby" with even more care than usual, almost as if she were doubting her own ability to handle the complex weapon.
Even reading a gun magazine seemed different. Yang surprised Rose, staring at a catalog of impact rifles as if they were a revolutionary innovation, taking notes on the pages with a pencil; something old Ruby, who treated her magazines like sacred texts, would never have allowed.
While watching animated series, the scythe-wielder sat there commenting on the shows as if she knew them intimately, only to flip to the next one with a look of boredom. Yang was fairly certain Ruby had never even seen those shows before.
Then came the bubble bath, which, in hindsight, Yang should have taken as a warning. When she saw Ruby enter the bathroom with her towel, Yang assumed her Alpha wasn't in the mood and decided to give her space.
But when Rose finally emerged, she was completely naked with only a towel draped over her shoulders as she dried her hair, searching for the change of clothes she had forgotten to bring in.
The view allowed the blonde to fully appreciate her body, something that heightened her excitement the moment her eyes fell upon Ruby Junior.
Even though she had experienced it before, she couldn't help but gaze with awe and desire at her partner's penis. It wasn't yet erect, and it already surpassed the few encounters Yang had had when, bored, she resorted to oral sex with others.
But before Yang could kneel and beg her Alpha for a chance to please her, Ruby had already slipped into her room, closing the door with her heel to dress before the blonde could utter a word.
As the day ended and the full moon rose, both girls lay down in Yang's room to take advantage of the larger bed. Ruby fell asleep moments after embracing the blonde, resting her head on Yang's breasts and using them as pillows.
Xiao Long could do nothing but sigh, follow her Alpha's example, and drift off to sleep.