Kisses exchanged during the moments right before diving into a steady relationship, were always filled with longing and hesitance.
Lips would always chase after each other the moment they separated, only to stop short for a brief second, letting quick and shallow breaths pass through the air between them and warming each others lips for a fraction of a second before allowing them to meet once more.
A pair of hands would wander over shoulders and to the back of the other's neck or to cup the side of their face in a gentle grip. The other pair would slide down from the bottom of the other's ribs, smoothly and ever so slowly slipping to the small of their back in a loving embrace.
It would be so easy for the fingers of those hands to spread and start just above the other's chest, lightly drumming against collarbones in feather-like touches or for thumbs to rub in small circles before allowing those hands to wander over shoulders, or for hands to continue slipping down from the other's back and towards their cute bottom to cup before slipping back to lightly hold their hips to pull against their own. It would only take just a fraction of a second before the both of them would lose themselves and give in to their need of the other's loving and tender touches, allowing whispers and ghosts of warm breaths to pass between the air between their lips or against the other's ears, cheeks, forehead, or neck. It would only take just a mere shallow gasp of needed air before those gentle caresses would tighten into need and yearning, for those short and shallow breaths to turn into gasps for a lungful of air and lightly pressed kisses to turn into hard and needy ones.
It would be so easy to lose themselves with one another
But, they couldn't let that happen, not yet – Not when they haven't even passed those words between themselves or asked the other to go steady yet.
Despite how ready they were to take that step though, there never seemed to be a good time for it to be voice it out. For Blake, it was as though it were detrimental that she ensured that this confession occurred at "the perfect moment", but anytime a good opportunity arose, it would be ruined just a short while after by a third party. Always by accident of course, but ruined nonetheless with no hope of salvaging the moment made previously.
The first opportunity that came about was when the two had gone out on another date. A warm and clear day that was spent at a farm a few miles away from the outskirts of town, where the whole land was covered with an assortment of colorful flowers and the cool breeze carried a strong, but sweet scent of the array of blossoms.
Weiss was beautiful in her white sundress, wearing a light blue shawl that lazily wrapped around her shoulders and matched the belt around her waist. Her hair was let down, occasionally fluttering in the air every time she walked or when the wind blew, and her face was shadowed by the floppy and large sun hat that had a white ribbon tied on it. She was so beautiful, and when she was standing before Blake, bending over to take a light sniff at a sunflower, the taller woman felt her heart hammering against her chest, threatening to burst out as it drummed loudly into her ears, demanding that she tell the shorter woman her feelings. It would have been the perfect moment to call out Weiss's name with the words "I love you" ready to follow after.
Instead, Yang had appeared from behind her, calling out Weiss's name instead with Ren in tow. As Yang was Weiss's best friend, it was only expected that the two would chat for a little while before parting ways, but by the time the other couple had departed, the moment for Blake to confess her feelings was already ruined and she couldn't fine another opportunity during the remainder of the day that would have helped make it easier.
The second time a chance arose, was when the two of them were watching a movie late into the night at Blake's apartment. It was a romantic drama that had been playing at the time and the light from the television was glowing against Weiss's pale features, making her eyes seem so much brighter and bluer than they usually were. With her white hair tied lazily up in a messy bun, and a few white strands falling down and across her face, Blake couldn't help but to reach out and brush them back behind a pale ear. The light brushing of warmth against her cool cheek caused Weiss to turn and meet Blake's golden eyes that seemingly glowed in the dark room, and made time stand still.
Like the time at the farm, Blake's heart hammered against her chest, telling her that this was it. This was the time to tell Weiss that she loves her. The rush of adrenalin sprang forth within her chest, all ready to rise up and help push the words out of her throat and into the silent air between them. But, before she could even open her mouth, the sound of keys rattling just outside the door caused her to stop and furrow her brows in bewilderment.
Ruby, despite how late she came home, was never noisy when entering the apartment. Many often times, Blake wouldn't even hear her roommate come in and would only know of her return when the two saw each other in the morning. Slowly, she and Weiss turned to the door, tense and on guard as the sound of jingling keys stopped, and the doorknob slowly turned. As the door opened, a tall, redheaded woman slowly emerged from the doorway with Ruby draped over her back and head over her shoulder with closed eyes that carried heavy bags underneath; the poor student was completely knocked and tuckered out. Green eyes belonging to the woman standing in the doorway widened in surprise upon seeing the two occupants of the couch, as though she had not expected them to be there before red tinted her cheeks in mild embarrassment.
It was unfortunately the first time Blake had the pleasure of officially meeting Ruby's girlfriend, Pyrrha Nikos – as opposed to a mere passing of seeing one another and exchanging a quiet greeting with a hand wave – and Weiss's first time ever meeting her. Needless to say, that awkward encounter had completely crushed whatever semblance of a moment that had transpired between Blake and Weiss before. Especially when Blake had to guide Pyrrha to Ruby's room and to help tuck her roommate into bed.
After that, there were a few other moments that arose for Blake to confess her feelings, but like the first two, something always happened to ruin it. Now, it didn't seem like another moment would ever occur as finals were quickly approaching and the two were too preoccupied with studying to go out or have another night in to just spend in each other's company.
It was maddening to Blake, because at this rate, it felt like there would never be "the perfect moment".
Hands soothingly rubbed her back and up to her neck, causing her to jerk her head up in surprised, her muscles and facial features relaxed though upon seeing the soft smile gracing pink lips and crinkling the corner of blue eyes.
"Studying hard?" Weiss asked with a slight teasing tone, her hands lightly squeezing the junction between Blake's shoulders and neck before soothingly rubbing it.
The action was welcomed solace, and Blake could feel most of her tension ease away with each rub, "Yeah." She muttered. To be honest, studying wasn't even at the forefront of her mind.
Weiss's smile turned crooked into a smirk, as though she knew that whatever was on the book in front of Blake wasn't what was making her tense. "Come on, let's take a break." She stated, squeezing Blake's shoulder for emphasis and with finality.
Blake couldn't help but nod in agreement as she got up to follow Weiss to the living room, maybe a break would help put her mind at ease.
The taller woman allowed herself to sink into Weiss's couch, and while doing so, she could feel her back muscles sag in relief for being allowed comfort after such a long period of time hunched over a desk.
Another smirk casted itself onto Weiss's face before she settled down next to Blake. "Feeling better?" She asked, curling her legs up to her body and pointing her knees toward Blake.
A sigh of contentment escaped from Blake's mouth as she turned to press a gentle kiss to the crown of Weiss's head and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Much." She replied, eliciting a light set of giggles from Weiss that never failed to cause Blake's stomach to do a flip.
"Good," Weiss stated. "It seemed as though that awful textbook of yours was finding ways to cause you emotional and mental distress. I simply had to pull you away from it."
The corner of Blake's mouth quirked up as she looked down at Weiss's look of superiority with amusement. "Oh, how brave of you to save me from the treacherous textbook that held me captive. Tell me, oh brave knight of mine, how shall I ever repay you?" She asked
"Hm." Weiss pretended to ponder, "I suppose a kiss will do. After all, that is the only acceptable gesture that a knight can accept from a princess." She stated in a matter of fact.
Blake's eyebrow rose, "I'm a princess now?"
"Yes."
"The princess of what might I ask?" She asked
Weiss rolled her eyes in fond amusement, "The princess who will have no knight if she doesn't hurry to give a kiss." She retorted.
The answer only made Blake laugh as she leaned over to acquiesce to Weiss's demand and pressed their lips together.
It didn't take much longer for the kiss to deepen and for Weiss's hands to slide over Blake's shoulders and to trail over to the back of her neck to hold her in place. Blake's other hand came over to brush over Weiss's cheek, her fingers gently spreading as they barely met a pale ear while her thumb lightly caressing the side of her face.
When they parted, there was no chasing on Weiss's part though, as she merely let out a dreamy sigh, causing a light warm breath of peppermint –no doubt from the gum she had previously been chewing whilst studying - to be felt against Blake's mouth and nose before pressing her forehead against Blake's.
"I love you…" Weiss whispered, barely even louder than her previous sigh, but the words rang loud and clear for Blake.
Her heart drummed loudly against her chest while her throat suddenly tightened from disbelief. Before she could even swallow down and begin to stutter some words back, maybe of an explanation, a complaint, or something, Weiss's eyes fluttered back open.
Within those blue eyes, Blake could see relief of being able to say those three words glisten within those icy blue flickers that surrounded Weiss's pupils. Blake could see the look of understanding glistening along the surface of her eyes, showing that there was no pressure for Blake to repeat those three words back if she wasn't ready. Most of all though, Blake could see the look of complete and utter adoration within the depths of Weiss's dilated pupils.
Upon seeing all that emotion being displayed across Weiss's eyes for Blake to see, she felt her heart calm down and her throat ease up while euphoria rushed into Blake's stomach, causing an eruption of butterflies to flutter wildly within her chest.
"I love you too." She whispered, causing those butterflies to cheer loudly in her stomach and cause her heart to pick up speed.
Her confession made Weiss's cheeks flush red as the corners of her mouth spread across her cheeks and show her perfectly pearly teeth as a giggle sprang forth from her throat. "Does this mean we're girlfriends?" She asked
The corner of Blake's mouth twitched like before in amusement, and she couldn't help but to tease Weiss, "But I thought I was your princess and you my knight.
The response elicited another set of giggles to occur as Weiss lightly smacked her hand against Blake's shoulder. "Well you're going to have to add the word girlfriend to that title."
"I suppose I could settle with that." Blake said with a smirk, "I could be Princess girlfriend and you Ser Knight Girlfriend, escort and personal guard to Princess Girlfriend."
Weiss snorted in laughter, lightly smacking Blake on her shoulder once more as her own shook with mirth.
Blake soon followed shortly after pressing a kiss to Weiss's cheek. A kiss that was returned in gesture by Weiss to Blake's forehead as the two continued being consumed by giggling.
It may not have been planned, but the moment was more than perfect to them.
