Holy cow this honestly ended up being a lot more than I originally intended. This chapter was originally just going to have a make out scene, but I got a little carried away. But hey, is that really a bad thing?
Also I unintentionally implied White Rose, which is funny because I don't even ship it
I mean, uh, I LOVE ALL SHIPS EQUALLY PLEASE DON'T HURT ME
ok enjoy
There really wasn't anything like Atlas in winter time. The streets were covered with snow and everybody passed by wearing scarves and drinking hot drinks. Friends held hands and couples linked arms to keep as warm as possible. The frigid wind cut through you like you weren't wearing a damn thing even when you were wearing three jackets like Blake was. (The second jacket was a precautionary measure, but the third was Yang's.)
"I get why she invited us," Yang started. Her arm was draped over Blake's shoulder, the girl's fiery aura assuring that Blake didn't suffer as much as she could have. "But why did she invite us to one of her fancy schmancy balls?" Yang finished with a small groan.
"Because Weiss always needs an excuse to invite us over!" Ruby answered without pausing to consider, already knowing the answer by heart. "You know how she is, Yang. She thinks people aren't allowed to visit without a reason."
"But I don't want to go to a fancy party..." Yang whined. She pulled Blake closer and rested her chin on the faunus' thick beanie. "I want to stay home on my couch cuddling with Blake."
"Yes. Home. Inside. Where it's warm." Blake hummed as she leaned into Yang's sideways hug.
"It's not that cold, Blake!" Ruby insisted as her foot kicked up some snow. Her comment received her a death glare from the actively shivering faunus.
"I'm from Menagerie!" She hissed. "You know, tropical island? It never gets below fifty!" Yang laughed and rubbed her shoulder in assurance.
"At least you've got me-your personal walking heater." Blake smiled and leaned her head against her walking heater. Her eyes drifted closed as she followed Yang's lead, until her personal walking heater was so very rudely yanked away from her by its younger sister.
"Yang look!" Ruby pointed up ahead, down the road. A large gate separated the rest of the road from a smaller one that winded up the hill and lead to a grand mansion that was four or five stories high. It stood tall and imposing over a large courtyard with a grand driveway where several cars were already parked.
"Holy shit." Yang muttered in awe. She laughed and returned to her spot beside Blake. "Damn. Now I know she's rich."
"Kinda makes our house seem pathetic." Ruby admitted shyly. Yang glanced back at her, patting her shoulder with a smile before pulling her under her other arm.
"That's your house, Rubes." Yang reminded her, treating her little sister to a playful noogie. "I'm living on my own now, with Blake." She didn't point it out, but Blake definitely heard that extra correction at the end.
She also didn't think it was important to mention that her parents' house was at least three times as big as Taiyang's. Some things you just didn't need to mention.
Yang gave an impressed whistle as they walked inside. The main hall was spruced up for the party and was everything she had imagined a mansion to look like on the inside. A crowd of guests loitered in front of the grand staircase, and on either side stood identical statues of knights with their swords pointed downwards.
"Excuse me." The three of them turned to the man who called their attention. He was dressed in a dark suit and stood out against the marble wall behind him. "Are you members of team RWBY, by any chance?"
"Uh, yeah." Ruby answered him cautiously. "Did Weiss tell you to expect us?" The man nodded ever so slightly before extending an arm.
"May I take your coats?" Ruby glanced back at her teammates before shrugging and removing her jacket and hood. She hesitated when giving the man her hood, but did so as Blake shrugged off her coats as well. The man nodded and turned to grab a bag on the table next to him. "Ms Schnee also requested that I give this to you, Miss Rose." He offered Ruby the bag and she took it from him, a curious look in her eyes. She opened it to see what it was and squealed in excitement.
"Cookies!" She promptly shoved one in to her mouth, too excited to wait for a more appropriate time. "Veish if da besht!" Ruby enthused through her mouthful. Several of the guests stared with wide eyes, appalled by the girl's poor manners. Yang only laughed as Blake subsequently tried to hide in her own skin.
"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full." Blake chided her, quickly grabbing her by the shoulders and leading her away from the entrance. Yang happily followed them into the ballroom, unconcerned with her sister's poor first impression.
"You're here!" Weiss's voice was a welcome sound to the three of them, as they hadn't seen their friend for at least a year now. Ruby's face lit up in joy and none of them were surprised that she was on Weiss within the second.
"I missed you so much!" She squealed, squeezing Weiss tight enough that one could be forgiven for thinking she was being strangled. Ruby eventually pulled away, giving Weiss a chance to speak.
"It has been a while." She conceded, a small hint of a smile on her lips. She straightened out her dress before turning towards Blake and Yang. "How have you two been?"
"Great! We've actually been living together a few months now." Yang declared proudly as she wrapped her arm around Blake's waist. The faunus jumped a bit at the affection, overly aware of people's suspicious glances.
"That's great!" Weiss encouraged with a widening smile. "I'm so happy for you two." Ruby's smile suddenly grew into a grin and she rested an arm on Weiss's shoulder, playfully poking her cheek. The action earned her a sharp glare.
"You're jealous." She giggled.
"I am not!" Weiss sputtered, though her blushing face answered differently. Yang chuckled and leaned her head on top of Blake's just to rub it in.
"Aw, is our Weissicle still single?" Her teasing only deepened Weiss's embarrassed blush. Ruby laughed and abandoned Weiss's shoulder only when the heiress practically shoved her off. Weiss sighed and collected herself before replying.
"I am, and don't call me that." She snapped and Yang lifted her free hand in playful defense.
"It's okay, Weiss." Ruby assured her with a smile. "I'm still single too!" Weiss was silent for a moment before sighing and gently rubbing her temples. She seemed about ready to reply when a woman none of the others recognized pulled her aside. She whispered something to Weiss and she glanced back to Ruby.
"I just need to say a few words." Weiss told them before she turned to leave. "I'll talk to you girls later." Ruby, Yang, and Blake watched as their friend grabbed a glass of champagne and started a toast.
"I am so glad all of you could be here tonight for my family's winter gala." Weiss began with a polite smile. "These have been the highlight of the season for years and I am proud to have finally assisted in organizing one. With that privilege I have invited a few honored guests," Weiss gestured towards her friends and Yang quickly let go of Blake as everyone's attention shifted to them. "My former teammates from my time in Beacon, who became my closest friends. Please welcome them, and excuse their eccentricities." She finished with a small giggle. The crowd of guests applauded and in no time the three huntresses noticed a sizable increase in the number of people who wanted to talk to them.
Ruby was quickly swamped with a small crowd, everyone wanting to know what Weiss Schnee's partner was like. Yang tried to keep hold of her sister, but ultimately lost her in the excitement. Yang soon found herself surrounded by curious guests and grabbed Blake's hand to reassure her. She knew how uncomfortable Blake was; it was obvious.
"That arm must have cost a fortune! How did you afford it?" A woman with clearly fake blonde hair inquired, looking down at Yang's cybernetic with interest. Yang hesitated, taken off guard by the surprisingly intrusive question. She glanced down at her arm before replying with a nervous smile.
"It was a gift." She answered honestly, awkwardly rubbing her neck. The crowd had thankfully calmed down after the initial fervor and Yang figured it wouldn't hurt to sate someone's curiosity. She just didn't want Blake to feel uncomfortable.
"How did you lose your arm, if you don't mind me asking?"
"That's a pretty personal question, don't you think?" Blake snapped at her, firmly grabbing onto Yang's arm.
"It's fine." Yang assured her, tightening her hold on Blake's hand. She answered the woman with feigned confidence and politeness that Yang had learned from their dear friend Weiss. "I lost it in a fight with Adam Taurus." It was only half true. That mess could hardly be described as a fight.
"He was that White Fang fanatic, wasn't he?" The woman scoffed in disgust at the mention of him. "He was such a terrible man. Whoever killed him did the world a favor, if you ask me." Yang noticed Blake's grip grow tighter.
"Yeah. They did." She did. Yang agreed. Satisfied with her answers, the woman walked away to speak with someone else and Yang focused her attention on the faunus beside her. "Hey. You okay?"
"No." She answered honestly with a small sarcastic laugh. She lowered her voice and leaned closer so Yang could hear. "I'm a faunus inside the Schnee mansion. Do you have any idea how scared I am right now?"
"Hey, you'll be fine." Yang quickly reassured her, coming in front of her to look her in the eye. "You're wearing your bow, right? Nobody can tell."
"But what if they could?" Blake insisted, shrinking at the concept. "They'd be sneering at me." She winced and leaned her head against Yang's shoulder. "And if they knew about us..." She trailed off, softly shaking her head. Yang held her awkwardly for a moment before growing resolute in a sudden decision. She was going to get Blake out of this crowd as soon as possible.
"Blake, let's...I-I don't know, let's get out of this room." Yang wrapped an arm around Blake and led her to the opposite wall, slipping into the first door she saw. It led into the hallway where thankfully nobody else was loitering.
"Yang, we shouldn't...we shouldn't just disappear from the party." Blake argued as Yang dragged her into the hall. Yang scoffed and turned to face her head on, grabbing both her hands.
"Screw the party!" She pulled Blake closer with a smile. "We both hate it so why should we care?"
"Because it's Weiss's party." Blake insisted.
"Pfft, screw Weiss too." She came back without missing a beat. "Look, I don't care about the party. I care about you." Yang told her with a softer tone, concern in her eyes. "I want to make sure you're okay." Blake stared at her in surprise for a few seconds before smiling.
"I am." She scoffed and nodded. "Of course I am. You make me okay, Yang." Her hands cupped Yang's face and pulled her in for a kiss, catching the blonde off guard. She pulled away with a breathless chuckle.
"Wow. That was...stupidly romantic." She leaned in for another kiss but Blake quickly ducked her head away and stepped aside, leaving Yang dumbfounded for a second before a few guests entered the hallway. They giggled to each other about some insignificant topic and were kind enough not to engage a conversation with the two huntresses.
"Sorry." Blake apologized to her partner as soon as the women were gone. "I heard them coming and..." Blake trailed off as Yang came closer, looking hellbent on getting a few more in before the night was over.
Her lips hit Blake's with force as a spark ignited between them and the crowd of people just one room away was a distant blur. Yang's warm hand was holding her neck as their kiss deepened and Blake felt her back hit the wall with a dull thud. Her faunus ears twitched under her bow as another set of footsteps came dangerously close to seeing them. She reluctantly pulled away from Yang, panting softly from the sudden intensity between them. Spotting a door behind Yang, she grabbed her girlfriend's hand and dashed inside before they were caught.
It was thankfully a bathroom, something they could easily come up with an excuse for. Also a place where they could be alone for longer than ten seconds. Blake faced the door, listening closely in case the stranger tried to get in.
"Blaaake~" Yang's playful sing song voice was right against her ear and her chest pressed against her back. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I-I don't know..." Blake shuddered as Yang meticulously dragged her left hand up Blake's leg, hiking up her dress. "What are you thinking?" She turned around to face her, her chest rising as she took in a deep breath as if to prepare herself.
"I'm thinking that you are very cute." Yang chuckled, leaning in for a kiss. Blake happily obliged, sighing into her mouth as she melted against the bathroom door. Until Yang so rudely pulled away and started giggling to herself. "It just hit me that we're making out in Weiss's bathroom."
"You mean we're...just making out?" Blake asked her with a suspicious brow raised. Yang looked surprised for a second before smirking.
"Well, I am also thinking how much I want to bend you over the sink." Blake hummed and pulled her in for another kiss, biting her bottom lip as she pulled back.
"I like that thought." She breathed.
"Yeah?" Yang panted as their kiss grew more sexual, biting and tugging on each other's lips as hands wandered. "I have a lot of thoughts like that." She promised, spurred on by Blake's encouragement. Her right hand lifted above Blake's head and slipped off her bow, freeing her faunus ears.
"You better not touch them, Yang. Not with that hand." Blake warned her with a sharp glare. Yang's hand hesitated over the fuzzy ears before dropping back to Blake's waist. Their kiss continued with just as much fervor, but was interrupted with a surprised gasp from Blake as Yang's left hand gently rubbed her ears.
"Don't pretend like you don't love it." Yang purred against her throat as her lips moved to kiss Blake's neck. Blake moaned softly and tilted her head into Yang's palm, happily surrendering the challenge. Yang pulled her hand away and spun Blake around to hold her from behind, moving her hair aside to continue kissing her neck.
"Don't leave a mark." Blake told her with as much authority in her voice as she could manage. Yang smirked and gently nipped her skin, drawing a moan from her. "Yang..." She had meant to say it as a warning, but it only came out as a breathy plea.
Yang finally pulled her lips away and dragged her over to the sink. She pressed a hand against Blake's back, prompting her to bend over. She knelt and slipped her hands under Blake's dress to squeeze her ass before lifting the skirt over her back. Blake felt soft kisses trail over her thighs before Yang's fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down to her knees.
"Yang, we really shouldn't..." A moment of clarity hit Blake just a second before Yang's tongue did as well. With that first spark of pleasure every rational thought had been tossed aside for the burning desire she felt with every pass of Yang's tongue. Her soft mewls bounced off the tile walls and her fingers squeezed around the sink's edges as she braced herself.
This was probably the most inappropriate time for them to be doing this, but Blake was at least living up to her New Year Resolution of trying to be more impulsive. Even though Yang was the one who gave her the idea. She wanted to blame Yang for this too, but she was the one who suggested they take it farther than just a make-out session. In a bathroom at the Schnee family mansion! She was insane!
"Ahn!" Her head fell back with a pleased moan when Yang sucked her clit. Trimmed nails dug into her ass on the left side while she felt a vice grip on her right. She had gotten used to it over the years, even learned to take pleasure from the cold sting of metal.
Blake was vaguely aware of the bathroom door slamming open, but much more aware of Yang quickly pulling away from her and shoving her dress back down. "You two have absolutely no-!" The voice stopped short and Blake turned to face them, scared to think who might have seen them.
"Heyyyy, Weiss..." Yang greeted their stunned friend, discreetly wiping her mouth. There was a prolonged silence between the three of them and Blake took the opportunity to quickly pull her underwear back up.
"I cannot believe you two!" Weiss screeched, stomping a heel against the wooden floor beneath her. "What is wrong with you!?"
"Come on, Weiss, there's no need to shout." Yang told her, making a lame attempt at calming her down.
"There is every reason to shout!" Weiss argued. "You two are in my home doing-doing-argh!" She growled in frustration rather than finish her sentence, her face burning red both from anger and embarrassment. "Get OUT!" She demanded, moving aside and pointing down the hall towards the front door. Blake panicked and quickly grabbed her ribbon from the floor, but had no time to cover her ears as Yang pulled her out into the hall.
"Weiss!" Ruby hurried towards them, a concerned expression on her face. "What's going on? Why are you shouting?" She glanced towards Blake and Yang before turning to Weiss for answers, her concern shifting into confusion.
"These two, Ruby! That's what's going on!" Weiss answered her, bristling when Ruby placed a hand on her shoulder. "They were-ugh, in one of my bathrooms!" She cut herself off, still apparently unable to phrase what she had saw.
"Come on, Weiss! You aren't seriously kicking us out, are you?" Yang asked her with an uncertain chuckle.
"Of course I am!" Weiss insisted with a sharp glare. "Get out of my house!" Yang opened her mouth to argue, but Blake dragged her away. She knew Weiss had every reason to be upset and she didn't want to cause more of a scene than they already had. Weiss's screaming had attracted just about every guest, and every one of them had already seen Blake's faunus ears out in the open. Weiss would be struggling with the gossip for months.
"I think we owe Weiss an apology once she calms down." Blake muttered in embarrassment as she took her coats from the doorman. She pulled her beanie over head as Yang scoffed and hooked an arm over her shoulder as they walked out the door into the biting cold. Her dismissive reply earned her a hard glare.
"Yeah, fine. Whatever." Yang groaned in reluctant agreement. "I'm just pissed because I didn't get to finish you off." Yang admitted with a frustrated sigh. Blake blushed and sank her head into her coat collar. Yang smirked at her reaction. "I could tell you were close too." She teased.
"Yang, stop." Blake groaned, not wanting to be reminded of the fire still burning in her gut. Yang laughed, but didn't listen.
"We need to mess around in bathrooms more often! The way your voice echoed really turned me on..." She said with a breathlessness in her voice that made Blake's head spin. "I can't believe you didn't even lock the door! What, did you want us to get caught? You get off to that?" Yang quickly continued her teasing, either unaware of Blake's arousal or simply ignoring it. Probably the latter.
"No!" Blake quickly argued, her face burning hot because it had just occurred to her that maybe she did. "I just forgot! I was kind of distracted, remember?"
"Well, I'd be happy to distract you back at our hotel room." Yang offered, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"As much as I'd like to take you up on that," Blake started, her response making Yang's expression fall in disappointment. "Ruby is likely to check up on us." She finished, giving Yang an opportunity.
"You think she'll be a problem? Please, you clearly haven't met my sis." Yang reached into her pocket and pulled out her scroll, sending her sister a quick message before turning back to Blake. "Done. Now we won't be bothered."
"I suppose I'll have to trust your confidence in Ruby." Blake conceded. Yang hummed and nodded with a wide smile.
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"I cannot believe them..." Weiss grumbled before throwing back another glass of champagne. "So inappropriate!" Ruby hummed in agreement despite not being entirely clear on what Weiss was talking about. "I mean, who do they think they are? Even if they're my friends, what they did was unacceptable!" Weiss insisted.
"Totally, Weiss." Ruby quickly snatched the glass from her hands before she could refill it once more. "I think you might have had enough already."
"Ugh, you're right. I'm turning into my mother." She whined and dropped her head onto the counter. "This is why I'm alone!" She cried.
"Come on, Weiss! You're not alone!" Ruby placed a reassuring hand on her back, rubbing up and down in a comforting manner. "You've got me, don't you?" Weiss turned her head to look up at her, her lips pursing in thought before she scoffed at some ridiculous idea that must have crossed her mind only because she was inebriated.
"I love you, Ruby, but I can't have children with you." Ruby seemed surprised by the response, but wasn't able to comment before Weiss's whining returned in full force. "I need a husband, but who would ever want to marry a woman like me?" Ruby was going to reassure her, but was distracted by her scroll buzzing in her dress's pocket. (Because she was never going to wear something without at least one pocket.)
Yang: We're gonna have sex so don't bother dropping by ;P
Ruby: Gross, I don't want to know that Yang
Curse her older sister's libido. Ruby had been hoping to check in on them and get the full story of what exactly happened. Though it didn't really matter since she could just ask in the morning.
"Woe is me!" Weiss whined, reaching for a nearby bottle of wine. Ruby quickly grabbed it and placed it just out of arm's reach.
"Okay, Weiss! That's it!" Ruby wrapped her arms around Weiss's waist and pulled her out of her seat, dragging her towards the main hall. "I'm taking you up to your bedroom, and you're gonna sleep this off!" Ruby declared, her stubbornness pretty much making it a fact.
"But Ruby!" Weiss whined as she clumsily dragged her feet in a poor attempt to walk. "I don't love you in that way! You're like my sisterrrr!"
"That's not what I meant and you know it!"