Yes I know that New Years, was like two weeks ago but I'd rather go back, and a MLK party doesn't exactly sound like a good idea does it.
I've been inactive for like a week or two, but I have something big coming guys, You'll see.
Maybe it's a full length story *Shrug*
James Bond esque *Shrug*
More BlakexJaune Trash *Shrug*
Guess we'll have to wait
P.s this is not a direct sequel
Once more unto THE BREACH
Draft: A Romantic Or Something
The glare of the sun woke me up, it was bright, and yellow.
I winced in pain.
My brain aches, and I'm cold, that is like double bad, at least in my book.
The amount of alcohol I had ingested last night was definitely enough to make me pass out. I had no idea how Yang did this every weekend, And I didn't intend to find out. Hangovers suck.
After procrastinating for at least couple minutes I decided it was time to get up.
I moved to get out of the bed, a hand wrapped around my waist.
'Shit'
In my drunken stupor I must have done something stupid, Adopted a dog.
And that dog had decided to sleep next to me. Nothing else could have possibly happened
I lifted up the sheet,
A familiar mop of black hair and exposed cat ears rested on my chest, the panic set in.
It's not a dog, It's a cat, a bloody cat, that is also human, and naked, and sleeping with me, both metaphorically and literally. It's metaphorical part i'm worried about. It wasn't that I slept with her that bothered me though, It's just that Weiss was going to impale me with Myrtenaster the moment she finds out.
"Crap" I muttered out loud, Why do weird and odd situations that only happen in sitcoms, always have to happen to me.
The memories flooded back.
Parties have never been my thing, like never, like never, ever, ever. So when I got dragged to a New Year party by Nora Valkyrie, I was not in anyway pleased. I felt more confident coming with my team surrounding me, but it wasn't like I was drowning in bravery.
The blaring music was almost deafening, the screams and laughs were exhilarating, I could recognize anyone in the familiar shroud of shadow they wore, For a moment I was giggling laughing cheering along with my friends, my partner, my teammates, momentarily forgetting why I held such a dislike for parties,
Then I tripped
Over a small piece of cloth on the floor, I don't even know how that is possible, but fate,Obviously, hates me.
I fell in slow motion looking at the shifting in faces, horror, humor, and general confusion spread across my circle in the room. My back collided with the floor as I curled in pain,
''Gah'' My pathetically un-funny response omitted itself from the depths of my throat
I rose up(Pun Intended), and was called over by none other than, the blonde bombshell, I practically stomped over to her.
"What do you want Yang, I'm kinda in the middle of losing my place in the social hierarchy." I demanded, my patience slipped with the fall I had.
"Cheer up" She smiled
"Let me think about it..." I put my hand on my chin in faux-thought, "No."
"We're going to play Seven Minutes In Heaven" She wiggled her brow, it wasn't seductive, just weird, I think gets most of her 'Knowledge' from porn.
"How would that make me feel better." I felt a bubbly sigh pass through my lips.
"You could end up with Weiss"
I thought about it, It does sound good to me. She did have a point, and If i didn't end up with Weiss I could always end up with someone else, Either way, It's a win-win.
"Sounds good to me," I felt something weird coming along
"Knew I could convince ya Vomit Boy."
"And the moment is gone." I sighed at her
She laughed, I groaned
The bottle spun, I realized this was a bad idea, there was like thirty people here and most of them were guys, In retrospect I should've known it wasn't going to go my way.
It twisted around further.
"Come on land on a chick, and not a dude." I spoke under my breath
It slowed
"Literally anyone, that is not male."
I stopped to look at where the bottle was pointing
It landed on Blake
Crap, we've barely spoken since the roof, and by the way she's bobbing and giggling, She is definitely over the border of consent. There was no way I was going to do this.
The door shut behind us not a moment later
I stared at her
She stared back
"So, this is weird."
She nodded, her eyes were lidded. "I want you Jaune"
"How much have you had to drink?"
"Not much"
"Are you sure?" Nerves were taking over
She pressed her lips on mine,
"Believe me" She giggled, her fore head resting on mine "I know what I'm doing"
She had drank a lot, I could taste it
"Really" I rose my eybrow
My body moved in, closer to the heat that was emitted from her body, it was more than just pleasant. She moved her mouth to mine her tongue invading the space where mine should be, her body grinding against mine.
I pushed off
"You really know what you're doing huh?" I had an eyebrow raised as I spoke, what was I saying
She nodded back, hers raven colored locks brushed her eyes as she nodded.
"Okay"
She grunted in response before rushing back in. A pushed back. The soft brush of her lips, contrasted the aggressiveness of her actions, my mind went more and more numb, I was buzzed, becoming intoxicated by the lips of my partner, the taste of alcohol flooded my mouth. I pressed further, her body practically slammed against the wall, She moaned into my mouth, her hand gripped me. I groaned. Losing the urge to hold back, I guided my hand to the clasp on her back, her shirt began to slip off, she took mine off right after. She guided my hand to her butt, my hand clenched it, she was scantily clad in nothing but her bra and tights, clothing being flung without hesitation, my hands brushed her breast gently, squeezing as they moved by. Her soft hand gripped my pelvis as I reached for hers.
"Ahh" She cried
I did it again, She pressed her mouth against mine, The cycle of groping and, kissing continued, until
"The seven minutes are up"
I looked in surprise, At Yang who stood over the two of us, a cheshire grin spreading across her features. I attempted to cover myself from the crowd of onlooker giving wolf whistles and cheers. I looked to the ravenette, who hid behind me, her face red.
"I'll shut the door so you can make yourselves decent.
Dressed not a moment later I decided to get a drink.
When I left for the punch bowl, that Yang had somehow spiked, I saw her leave, her amber orbs locked onto my blue ones.
I followed, Like a lovestruck idiot
At least I remembered how I got here.
Seeing myself in my room was weird, But not my room in Beacon, my own room, in Vale, in my house, the spare one that my dad had said to only use in emergencies. It started flooding my brain, The feeling of her lips, her body against mine, her legs around me, her soul melded with me. I sighed, my body deflating, she shook against me
"Aww, I'm sorry", I spoke internally for fear of waking up my partner
Drinking wasn't as fun as I had
She stirred
Her amber colored eyes opened to mine, they widened, a lot.
"Hey"
"H-hey" She stuttered back
"Soooo,"
"Yeah..."
She blushed, I followed suite.
"Was it nice" She asked
"Huh?"
"Was it good, the U-uh"
"The sex?"
She nodded
"Did you like it" I reversed our roles, seeing if she was as embarrassed as I believed her to be.
"Uh, yeah, it felt" She blushed hard "Amazing"
I laughed "It's so weird to see you of all people flustered Blake"
"Excuse you for assuming I've ever done this before"
I laughed
She looked at me again
"Well, did you"
"Did I what?"
"Have fun"
I paused for a second, then I kissed her, her nude body pressed into mine. I broke off.
She rose up and crossed her arms, "That doesn't answer the question"
I paused, for dramatic effect, not out of hesitation, heh.
"I loved it"
She placed her head next to mine "Good"
Silence.
"Was I your first" I already knew the answer, I just felt the need to ask.
She nodded, her face beet red, again
It wasn't mine, Asking around gets you somewhere eventually, especially in bars. It wasn't a very romantic way to go about it but waddaya gonna do.
It was quiet.
"You don't have to pretend"
"Pretend what"
"That you care"
I froze
"What"
"You don't have to lie"
"I'm not lying" I haven't even said anything yet
"Then what? I'm was sure you'd rather be with the Weiss" She dejectedly looked away from me
"Come on, even know me better than that"
I gripped her hand
"You know I care"
She reddened "Really?"
"I wouldn't have stayed on that roof with you otherwise"
Our eyes met again, she leaned forward and gently pressed here lips to mine.
She cheesed. Horribly. Disgustingly, it was contagious, my own set of pearls flashed.
"You have a ton of weird insecurities" I teased
She punched me
"Sorry"
"You better be"
I chuckled
"This," She paused "Wasn't anything like my book"
"I hope not"
"Why"
"Because if this was your book I'd be tied up, you'd be a man, and we'd be in a gay porno"
"It's not gay, It's Yaoi"
"It doesn't matter what it is, it's super cheesy"
"Weren't you the one who wrote the song for-"
"We aren't pointing fingers" I interrupted her "And besides that song was so not cheesy, it was romantic"
"You are so dense" She crossed her arm under
"Am not!"
"And childish"
"Am not" I smiled gently
My scroll buzzed, it read Ren,
I picked up,
he didn't, RWBY did
"Omigosh, Is that Blake" Ruby all but screamed
Oh dear lord, a message popped up from Nora' s scroll number.
'This is Ren, they stole my scroll to call you watch out!'
I facepalmed, I should have read the message first.
"Hey" I shivered at the glares of Weiss from the background "Guys"
"First it was the closet, now this, Blakey you've been busy"
"You two are truly disgusting, Blake, how could you associate with thi-"
I hung up, Her speech could wait until later
She pressed back into me
"It's going to be an interesting week" I sighed for what felt like the 40th time in the last 12 hours.
"Meh" She answered nonchalantly
"Meh?"
"Meh" She repeated, clinging harder
I smiled onto the ceiling above me, I rubbed her shoulder, and laughed
Meh, sounds nice.
Boring with people you love is fun, at least to me, It makes my smile, but, I am a cheesy romance writer so what do you expect.
But on the flip side, it has been like a month since I've wrote at all, so take it
E
Welcome back to~
PROCESS IN THA OFFICE
Where we talk about why I decided to wright blake like some Half-Shy Virgin lady,
And the reason is, she is, at least to my knowledge
She cares about her team, but acts like she doesn't, she's very apathetic towards everything. She doesn't respond well to emotion, or confrontation, Remember Jaune would logically not be easily flustered, or embarrassed with his sisters, I mean, I have one sister and after all my years of existence, flustering is impossible. Jaune also is not socially inept, in like anyway, he is just bad at picking up 'Chicks'. Now Blake, is a social retard, Nuff Said. She has Issues socializing even now, (Although it has gotten better)
She literally has been Repping the White Fang half her life, and if her behavior is anything to go on, she didn't have friends, nor did she sleep with anyone.
So instead of a drunken marriage{(Shudder Intensifies)I mean how do you even get married whilst under the influence, if your drunk enough to black out, Then a Court Judge, or Priest will definitely notice, and you know, kinda not let you get married} It's just a one night St(Br)and turned into something more.
And I think a one night stand is enough to give a reason to be with someone, I mean, especially with people you know, It'll either end up awkward or as a relationship and I decided to take door number two.
P.s I need to find a trope better than flashback city
P.p.s I think I might write a full fic rather than oneshots
~Wonder