[Oh...hi, Mark.
It's, uh, been a while hasn't it? Over 10+ years, I think? Yeah...good times, goooooooood times.
But, as you can see, I'm back in the FanFiction game, but no longer am I Teen Titans exclusive. Nope, I'M EXPANDING, BIATCHES!
This is actually just a short drabble/writing exercise to get back into the swing of things. It's part of a much larger (slightly AU-ish) story I have in mind. For some background, in this scenario, Ruby and Weiss have been a couple for about a month now (White Rose 4 Lyfe) and though they are public at the Academy, Weiss has yet to break it to her family. When the Schnee Dust Company hosts a major gala to celebrate its 100th anniversary, Weiss is invited to speak and to bring a +1. Of course, she brings Ruby, but puts her under strict orders to not let the relationship out of the bag just yet. She wants to tell Winter first and then her father. (Sorry Whitley, you got Infinity Stone-d out of this world).
We pick up at the first night at Schnee Manor, with Weiss back in her old bedroom and Ruby in the guest room down the hall.]
Ruby Rose could not sleep. She tossed, she turned, she tried counting sheep, but nothing was working. This whole thing didn't feel right. The bed was too large and too fluffy and most importantly, it lacked Weiss. Sure, the mattress was exceedingly plush, but it lacked that firmness the beds back at the Academy had and she hated sleeping alone after everything the past month had offered her.
Still, Weiss had promised that before the weekend was over, she would tell Winter and then the two of them would tell Jacques together. Then Ruby could be with her Snowflake.
The large grandfather clock in her room ticked and tocked in the inky black night, as Ruby lay wide awake. With a dejected sigh, she reached over to the nightstand to grab her Scroll and sent a text to Yang.
RlyRlyKoolKid: u up?
No response.
"Figures," she said. "She's probably passed out or at some weird club getting into a fight."
She swung over to the side of her bed, wiggling her feet a bit as she debated on what to next. She knew what she wanted to do, but the question was, would it be the right thing to do?
"Aw heck it!" she said to herself. "She's my Snowflake and I'm not gonna let some creepy old house tell me what to do!"
Tiptoeing out of her room, she carefully made her way down the hallway, putting one foot in front of the other as to not set off any creaking boards. The walls were higher than anything Ruby had ever seen, every inch decorated with the painted, unsmiling faces of Schnee ancestors. Their eyes seemed to follow Ruby wherever she went, but she swore that was just her nerves. Finally, she came to Weiss' room and gently knocked on the huge oak door.
"Pssttt! Weiss! Are you up? Weiissssssss! It's me, Rub-"
She never got the chance to finish before Weiss yanked her into the room and locked the door.
"What are you doing here?!" Weiss angry-whispered. "The curfew is very strict. Lights out at 10 pm, no exceptions!"
"I couldn't sleep!" Ruby protested. Like Weiss, she was in her PJs, with Ruby's consisting of her usual white flannel PJ pants and a black tank top. No sleep mask this time, as she forgot to pack it. Weiss was in her usual one-piece nightgown, though like Ruby, she seemed to be wide awake and not sleepy in the slightest.
"And you decided to just barge in here? What if Winter saw you?"
"No one saw me!" Ruby protested. "I'm super good at sneaking! I made it all the way here without so much as a peep."
Weiss sighed and massaged her temples, as she was starting to get a stress headache. She had a plan, a perfect plan, actually and if Ruby could just follow it, then everything would be fine in the end. But of course, trying to get Ruby into any kind of logical thought pattern was like trying to squeeze blood from a block of ice.
"Ruby..." she began, taking her team leader's hands in hers. "you know I care about you deeply, ok? And I get it, I really do. I miss you too. Terribly, in fact. I never thought I'd say this, but I actually miss your snoring."
"I don't snore!" Ruby protested. Weiss just shook her head and continued.
"But like when we fight as a team, we have to follow a game plan, we have to have a plan of attack. If you go running into things all careless and without order, then everything goes sour and someone can get hurt. Do you understand?"
Ruby nodded solemnly, looking somewhat dejected and disappointed.
"What you're saying is, I have to go back to the guest room and pretend I don't want to kiss you, right?"
Weiss felt her heartbreak.
"Look...you can stay here for a bit, ok? But not the entire night. You have to be back in your own bed before sunrise. Trust me, you do not want a Winter Schnee Wakeup Call."
Squealing with delight, Ruby lunged forward and hugged her girlfriend in a massive embrace.
"Yayyyy!" she cheered. "Cuddles with my Snowflake!"
"I told you I detest pet names, Ruby. I'd rather you just call me Weiss."
"Aw, don't be so glum, Snowflake," Ruby said with a grin. "I know just the thing that would cheer you up and turn that frown upside down!"
"And what exactly would that be-hmmpph!" she said, being cut off by a sudden kiss. Ruby's lips pressed against Weiss' and the two lovebirds shared a gentle kiss in the dim moonlight of the bedroom. The kiss was sweet and tasted faintly of strawberries, thanks to Ruby's preferred lip gloss. Weiss leaned into it, her tongue silently asking for entrance and Ruby happily obliged. In was a beautiful moment, tender and cute, and without warning, Weiss' hands slowly snuck up under Ruby's tank top.
"Whoa!" Ruby said, breaking the kiss, her face red enough to stop traffic. Granted, the two had kissed and even 'made out' a couple of times, but nothing like this.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Weiss said. "I didn't mean to come on too fast. I...I just...I don't know, it felt right."
"No, no, no," Ruby said, shaking her head. "That's not it. I don't mind it, I just...I dunno, I didn't think you wanted to go that far yet."
"I do, I just didn't think you did."
"But...I do!"
There was another awkward moment as both girls stood there, waiting for the other to make the next move. Finally, Ruby broke the silence.
"Sooooo is this the part where I'm supposed to get naked?" she asked, half-jokingly. Weiss just chuckled.
"Come here, you dolt," she said teasingly and pulled in her for a passionate kiss.
Now neither of them would be getting any sleep tonight.
Neither girl had much experience with this, with one sex or the other, so the whole experience was a literal 'touch and go' moment. Kisses, nibbles, wandering hands, roaming tongues, probing fingers - they tried whatever they could think of and what they liked they kept doing and what they didn't, they quickly stopped. But when they found a mutual groove, it worked and it worked well. Both girls kissed each other as if they were drowning and needed the other's air to survive as fireworks exploded in their brains and they both super noaved to orgasmic bliss together.
Weiss rolled off Ruby, panting and sweating as both girls laid side by side, holding hands and unable to move.
"Wow..." Ruby finally gasped. "That was incredible."
"Yeah..." Weiss said, her head a cloudy fog. "Though, you should get going. It's getting late."
"Aw, but can't I just stay and cuddle with my Snowflake?" Ruby protested, giving her best puppy dog eyes. Weiss could never resist those silver eyes and quickly found herself defeated.
"Fine, stay. But you have to be out by morning, ok? Promise me."
"I promise, Weiss. I will be out of here by morning!"
Ruby wrapped her arms around Weiss' waist and pulled herself in close, snuggling her head just under Weiss' armpit.
"Goodnight, my Snowflake.
"Don't call me that. And goodnight, Ruby."
WHUMP WHUMP WHUMP WHUMP
Weiss was jolted from her sleep by the sound of someone hammering their fist on her bedroom door.
"WEISS SCHNEE! You will open this door at once! You are half an hour late for breakfast and your Eggs Benedict is getting cold!"
It was Winter.
"Oh, crud..." Weiss muttered, rubbing her eyes. Why did she sleep in? That's not like her. Her alarm should have gone off at 8 am like it always does.
"...no, no, Yang...10 more minutes...promise..."
"Oh double crud..."
Ruby was still asleep, completely naked, in bed next to her.
"RUBY!" Weiss hissed through clenched teeth. "Wake up this instant!"
Ruby slowly sat up, smacking her lips and scratching the back of her head. She saw Weiss, still naked, and blushed.
"Hey Snowflake. Did you, uh, sleep good last night?"
"Don't Snowflake me!" Weiss angry whispered again. "Winter is right outside my door and she is angry! We slept in! I thought you set your alarm to go back to your room?!"
"I did!" Ruby protested, grabbing her Scroll. "See, I set the alarm for 1 am, just like you asked."
Weiss took one look at the Scroll and pinched her nose in aggravation. That headache from last night was coming back.
"The alarm was set for 1 PM, Ruby! Not 1 AM!"
"Oh..." was all Ruby could say. "Um, well...I could always just Semblance right past her? She'd never notice me."
"And don't you think the sudden cloud of rose petals would be a giveaway?"
"Heh, yeah. I sometimes forget about that, you know? I never see them when I run by and I forget that people have to clean up."
Weiss sighed, as Winter continued to pound on the door. Weiss was starting to get desperate and desperate times called for desperate measures. Hopping out of bed, she quickly threw on an ice blue puffy robe and handed Ruby her PJs, all squished up in a ball.
"Here! Take these and go hide in the closet," she whispered.
"Ha! Now that's appropriate." Ruby said with a giggle.
"Just go!"
"Okay, but Weiss-"
"Go!"
"I know, but Weiss, I-"
"GO!"
"I will, it's just-"
"GO!" she said in a hoarse, frustrated whisper and with a heave, pushed Ruby into the closet and slammed the door.
"Ow..." Ruby said from the other side.
"Are you okay?" Weiss asked, regretting the hasty decision.
"...yeah," Ruby said, pathetically. "I think an umbrella is poking me in the butt, though."
Weiss sighed one more time, adjusted her hair to look as best as possible, and opened the door to greet Winter.
"Good morning, dear sister. To what do I owe your company?"
Winter was already dressed in full Atlesian Military regalia and her face was set in stone, with piercing blue eyes.
"Spare me the pleasantries, Weiss. Not only are you late, but you aren't even dressed. Have you fallen so far from what I've taught you?"
"Of course not!" Weiss protested, surprised at how well she was keeping it together. "I was simply up late studying and lost track of the time. I was actually on my way now to take a shower."
Winter studied Weiss, saying nothing. Weiss smiled politely, trying to hide the cold panic that was creeping up her spine.
"May I come in and inspect your room?"
"Of course, dear sister. I have nothing to hide." Weiss said, making an exaggerated gesture to welcome her into her room.
Winter stepped in, her hands clasped behind her back and scanned the room from top to bottom. She studied the desk, the dresser, the mirror, glanced at the closet and then turned around to leave.
"Passable. B minus, at best. Your bed needs to be made and your pencils and pens are scattered and disorganized. Hurry and shower and meet us downstairs. And if you see your friend, please tell her to join us as well."
"I shall, Winter. Thank you for all you've done."
Winter was about to walk out when she suddenly stopped in front of Weiss' bed. She paused, her back turned to her sister and spoke calmly.
"Weiss, where do you get your underwear?"
"P-Pardon?" Weiss asked, completely blindsided by the question.
"It's a simple question. Where. Do. You. Get. Your. Underwear."
Weiss stammered a bit, unsure of where Winter was going with this, but figured honesty would be the best policy.
"You know I get all of my clothes from the custom tailors employed by father."
"Indeed. And you know he spares no expense to make you look like the refined woman of class you should hope to be. Which is why I am confused. Of all the finest silk and satin undergarments provided for you, you choose to wear this."
The way Winter said 'this' was dripping with disgust and revulsion. Using the tip of her sword, she held out a pair of black "boy-cut" panties with red trim and a repeating strawberry pattern.
It was Ruby's underwear.
In fact, it was her favorite underwear, so much that she went back to the store and bought six extra pairs of the same design and cut.
"That's Ruby's..." Weiss said, half to herself and half to Winter. Weiss swore she heard a panicked 'eep!' come from the closet.
"Is it now?" Winter queried with an arched eyebrow. "Then can you explain how Ms. Rose's undergarments found their way into your bedroom?"
"It's...it's simple, really." Weiss countered, still keeping her cool. "Ruby obviously packed her undergarments in the wrong suitcase. I will be sure to chastise her for sullying my intimate apparel."
Winter let the panties drop to the floor from her sword tip like she was disposing of a dead raccoon in the trash.
"See that you do. I shall see you shortly."
And with that, she finally left. Weiss wasted no time in locking the door and breathing a sigh of relief.
"You can come out now, Ruby."
Ruby cautiously stepped out of the closet, fully dressed back in her PJs, minus her underwear of course.
"I was trying to tell you, Weiss, that I still needed my underwear."
Weiss sighed and plopped down on the bed.
"I'm sorry, Ruby. I should have double checked for your panties."
"Ugh, don't say that word. I hate that word." Ruby said, wrinkling her nose.
"What, panties?" Weiss asked.
"YES! Ohmygods, I hate that word. It's so...creepy. Like something Cardin would say if he was hitting on Velvet."
Weiss laughed at this, an honest, deep laugh that let the stress roll off her shoulders.
"Hey, it's not funny! I hate that word. When I was a little girl, Yang used to chase me around the house with a pair of her underwear saying she was the Panty Demon."
Now Weiss was laughing even harder, getting Ruby flushed and irritated.
"Stop laughing!" she said, adorably stomping her bare foot.
"Okay, okay, okay..." Weiss said, with a snort. "At least my sister is gone," she added, changing the subject to avoid any future embarrassment for Ruby.
"I don't get her," Ruby said, stuffing her underwear in her pocket. "Oh, good evening m'lord! My name is Winter Schnee and I am very rich and royal! I poop diamonds and sweat perfume! Tally ho and stock markets and culture and tea!" she said, in a mock sing-song British accent.
"Ruby, my sister doesn't sound like that."
"Oh, but I do, dear sister! Why it makes me so mad that you're not perfect and that you do not cry crystal tears and eat gold for dinner and emeralds for lunch! Oh ho ho ho! Horses and ponies!"
"Ruby..."
"My, the other day, as I was counting my bullets and gold, I saw a poor person and laughed at them for thirty minutes. Tee hee ha ha and such, you know!"
"RUBY!"
"Yes, Weiss?" Ruby said blinking, pulled from the one-woman, off-Broadway show of mocking Winter.
"Just shut up and kiss me."