A/N: Whipped this up for /u/. Might as well post it here too.
Blake and Yang collapsed backwards onto the bed, breathless and sweaty from their intense activities. Yang smiled in satisfaction, rolling over onto her side and grinning at a still recovering Blake. "I nailed that pretty damn good, huh?"
Blake shook her head as a languid smile grew on her face. "Not bad."
"Not bad?" The naked blonde sounded offended as she reached over and brushed her thumb over Blake's swollen and bitten lips. "You didn't even see it coming..." She immediately trailed off when she noticed some golden strands in Blake's hand. Blake noticed what she was looking at.
"Oh, sorry. It got a little- WHOA!" Yang suddenly got back on top of her and shoved her digits inside of her without warning.
"DO YOU WANT ME TO MAKE YOU SCREAM, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!" Yang yelled as her eyes turned red and she pumped her arm like she was firing Ember Celica directly into Blake.
Several hours later Blake was barely conscious and lying on the floor several feet away from the bed they had started out on. The bed looked like someone had set fire to it and scorched feathers floated down onto Blake's sore body.
Yang was lying several feet away and she weakly lifted her head to look at her partner. "Learned… haff… your lesson?" She managed a cocky tone, tempted to high-five herself for all the awesome feats she managed to accomplish while inside Blake.
Unable to properly reply due to losing her voice, the black haired girl just turned her head in Yang's direction and gave her an exquisite smirk reminiscent of the one she had given her when they became partners. The look clearly said that Yang was the one who hadn't learned her lesson yet, considering this was the third time Blake managed to induce this side of her by merely pulling Yang's prized hair. Blake's eyes drifted shut as she finally lost consciousness, the smile on her face making her the clear winner of this situation.
Yang's forehead met the floor with a defeated 'thunk'.