Blake stepped out of the bedroom wearing a loose lilac t-shirt and black shorts, her long hair drip dying over her back, the heard Ruby's shower running as she was getting dressed, she would normally have been out by now. Shrugging it off, Blake made her way into the kitchen, the recently washed plates having drip dried on the rack, she made herself useful by putting them away.

Her sensitive ears picked up a whimper, and perked up, Blake looked towards Ruby's bathroom door. However gentle, she could still pick up the sharp sounds emanating from within, was Ruby crying? Blake rushed to the door, but paused, listening again…oh…OH! Blake hastily distanced herself and picked up her scroll, setting some random punk music to play and turning up the volume.

Such was one of the difficulties of Faunus hearing, she heard almost everything that went on in the apartment. Normally it did not matter, Ruby had agreed to soundproof her room before she moved in, anything short of a loud scream was nearly muted, but they had not done so to the bathroom. Or bathrooms.

"Oh, fuck me", Blake groaned, realising how vocal she was in the shower, lost to her fantasies, as Ruby innocently washed the dishes not a dozen meters away. Ruby must have heard everything. Was this her method of revenge? Ruby had never made such noises in the bathroom before, she kept anything vocal in her room, where Blake wasn't at risk of hearing her.

Was she doing this on purpose, or was she just as unaware of her own ruckus as she was? Blake elected not to consider it any further, she already had to deal with Ruby's habit of walking nude after a shower, she didn't need the image of Ruby, faced flushed, panting, hands roaming over her modest bust-

"Stop it, bad, bad Blake", She shook her head, and focused on the music, trying to busy herself with the unfortunately spotless kitchen. If working in IT didn't pan out Ruby could make a hell of a living as a maid, she often felt bad for how much work Ruby put in. Despite working five days a week, and being on call on weekends, Ruby kept the apartment immaculate, despite the somewhat chaotic decorating it never felt untidy, it felt familiar, warm, comfortable, like home.

Ruby's bathroom door opened, and the girl in question walked out, oddly enough with her towel wrapped around her chest, she smiled at Blake who did her best to smile back. Ruby blushed and made her way to her room, coming out dressed in black tights and a red singlet top.

"How's your back feelin' now?", Ruby asked, making her way into the kitchen.

"Still a bit stiff, I can manage though", Blake tried to deflect, Ruby ignored her and opened the medicine cabinet, reaching up on her tiptoes to take a tube of cream down.

"We can do this on my bed or yours", Ruby smirked mischievously, Blake rolled her eyes at the innuendo and made her way to the living area.

"The couch will do Ruby", Blake chuckled. She lay down on the couch face down on the soft arm rest, Ruby surprised Blake by mounting her, sitting on her rear.

"Comfortable?", Ruby smirked.

"Incredibly, the cushioning is impeccable", Blake teased.

"Only the best for my Blakey", Ruby bounced for emphasis. Yang liked to frequently point out that they got their mothers bodies, and Ruby's had an impeccable ass, Blake's being the only one she had known to surpass it. Blake found it amusing, if Yang walked in right now she would have burst a blood vessel.

"Shirt off, bra off", Ruby commanded, swiftly undoing her bra with one hand. Blake never mastered that herself, she suspected Ruby and Yang practiced on each other when they got bored. They had a habit of learning little quirks together. Origami, sign language and juggling were ones she saw firsthand, Yang gaining her attention with a paper rose, said rose was later suspended in resin by Yang as an anniversary gift.

Blake lifted her torso and pulled the loose shirt over her head, the bra following, tossed onto the coffee table, she lay back down, the soft furry blanket beneath her pleasant on the sensitive skin of her breasts and stomach. Ruby squeezed a generous helping of the cream on one hand, spreading it around and warming it up before laying her hands on Blake's back, she arched her back as the minty substance was spread across her back, Ruby's small hands running over its surface. The light burning sensation began to soothe the dull ache, and Ruby's hands switched from sweeping, area covering movements to smaller, targeted ones.

Blake had never experienced one of Ruby's massages, she had witnessed them on Yang on numerous occasions, when Yang would have a harder day working out than normal, when she felt a muscle pull in the wrong way, or just when she felt like being spoiled, Yang had no issue requesting a helping hand from her sister.

Yang knew how to massage, it being one of the skills they chose to learn together, Ruby to better take care of Yang, Yang to pay Ruby back if need be, and use on any deserving individual. Usually Blake, who adored the feel of Yang's strong hands kneading her muscles, usually before or after a rough session in bed.

Ruby was different, whereas Yang was firm and forceful, Ruby was gentle and patient, like water eroding a shoreline she worked at any knot until it eventually gave in to persistent pressure. Blake felt herself turn to putty under Ruby's skilled hands, dozing into the armrest, she felt a gentle rhythm building in her upper chest, eventually growing audible, Ruby's hands paused, before continuing, moving to her shoulders.

"You've never purred for me before", Ruby observed, smiling. Blake might have been embarrassed where it anyone but Ruby, doing anything but massaging her, but at this moment she felt bliss, and so she simple smiled, and intensified her purr.

Ruby continued for a time, Blake continued to purr loudly, half dozing. Ruby stopped her efforts, instead laying down, nuzzling Blake's back, hugging her.

"How do you feel now?", Ruby asked.

"Perfect, thankyou Ruby", Blake felt Ruby kiss her cheek, then dismounted.

"I'll get a brush, and we can fix your hair", Ruby walked off, leaving Blake to slowly move to a seated position and reach for her shirt, deciding to forgo a bra. She'd had time to think of what to do today, and when Ruby came back, she edged forward to allow Ruby space behind her, where Ruby knelt and began running the brush through her hair.

"Let's have a lazy weekend", Blake suggested.

"What do you have in mind?", Ruby asked.

"Pyjamas, no bra's, order in lunch and dinner, watch movies on the couch all day?", Blake responded.

"Sounds like heaven, I'm in!".


"What I don't understand is why she doesn't just sit him down and explain to him that she is not and never will be interested. He's clearly too dense to understand no, being indoctrinated by the stereotype of playing hard to get, or some crap like that. Instead she just puts up with it over and over again, and he keeps on trying and she keeps on passively tolerating it, basically enabling him!"

Ruby ranted at the anime they had chosen to watch, night had fallen, Mistrali takeout and empty pizza boxes lay stacked on the coffee table as they lay on the couch. They had spent the entire day barely moving from the couch, watching movies and TV shows at their leisure, now making their way through a high school drama, Ruby constantly venting frustration at the slow plot progression and lack of character development.

"Maybe she feels validated by the attention, she was raised in an environment where status was king, but in this school people look down upon her for her name instead of respecting her. Though she does not appreciate his advances, she does feel a sense of pride in having someone so desperate for her approval", Blake theorized, looking down at the brunette in her lap, who looked up with a grimace.

"I think maybe the writers didn't think it through, and just shoehorned it to make the love interest enabling him more sympathetic", Ruby speculated.

"That's probably more likely than not, I mean seriously, all these beautiful women and the only two relationships are straight? And one of them keeps dancing around the idea like a running joke, it's frustrating, just kiss already!", Blake spat, growing more frustrated, Ruby squeezed her hands, her arms being wrapped around her stomach.

"Maybe we should have just watched something more mature, this show just wants to dance around the romance and focus on…the plot? I guess, the characters are so fun, I just wish they would do them justice", Ruby closed her eyes, relaxing into Blake's chest, who started as her scroll began to ring, a techno mix blaring inspirational lyrics, Blake paused the anime.

"Yang's calling", Blake observed as Ruby reached for the scroll, holding it upwards and answering the call, Yang's smiling face filled the screen.

"Hey Rubes, Hey kitten, getting cosy there I see?", Yang teased.

"It's a cold night, we're just sharing body heat", Blake shot back.

"You know that works best while naked", "Yang drawled the last word for emphasis, grinning cheekily, Blake rolled her eyes.

"Speaking of naked, who were those girls in the picture from this morning?", Blake queried.

"The tall and dark one is Emerald, she doesn't like me very much, I think we got off on the wrong foot somehow. The short one is Neo, she's mute so I got to use sign language with her, it was awesome, she got so excited when she could talk to someone other than Emmy", Yang explained.

"Naked? Sis are you getting some? Why didn't I get any pics?", Ruby complained.

"Because I'm not getting some Ruby, I sent Blake a pic in the locker room, I was the only naked one", Yang chuckled.

"You said Neo could only talk to Emerald?", Blake inquired.

"Yea, they're together…ish, I get the impression they're more like friends who fuck, Emmy isn't very good at sign language though, Neo says she's been trying to teach her, but it's a slow process", Yang replied.

"And you and Neo just hit it off? Maybe she's jealous you can talk to her so much more easily than she can", Ruby suggested. Yang looked thoughtful, then shocked, then concerned.

"You really think? Shit I feel like an ass, I should probably try and clear the air with her, I don't wanna cause any trouble", Yang worried.

"Good luck, how's Arslan?", Ruby asked.

"Still hot, still a woman of few words, she asked about you, asked me to give you her details. I think you made an impression on her", Yang observed.

"We had a lot of fun together, I'm glad she's still thinking of me, I'll message her in the morning", Ruby smiled dreamily.

"What did you two get upto today?", Yang asked.

"Didn't get the best nights sleep, got up late. Glynda gave me a bonus for helping move some new donations around so we decided to have a lazy day in", Blake explained.

"You slackin while I'm gone kitten?", Yang teased.

"Yep, nahnahnananah!", Blake stuck out her tongue, causing Ruby and Yang to giggle.

"Well I'll just have to work extra hard to burn off the calories for you", Yang stated.

"That's not how it works but fine, knock yourself out, I love you", Blake smiled.

"I love you too kitten, and you Ruby", Yang blew a kiss at the camera.

"Love you too sis, bye!", Ruby waved and ended the call.

"So, you and Arslan?, Blake started.

"Not exactly, I met her during one of Yang's tournaments, didn't know who she was at first, she and I just chatted while we watched. I went to the locker room after she won and Yang freaked out that THE Arslan Altan had walked in behind me, I've never seen Yang fangirl like that before", Ruby chuckled, Blake couldn't help but smile at the thought of Yang, jumping on the spot like when Ruby got her job at the SDC.

"Arslan gave Yang her autograph and chatted with her a bit before we left, the next day she visited us in our hotel and asked to spend the day with me. We went out for lunch, talked about our lives, she bought me that figurine of Scarlet in my room, Yang and I were still tight on money at the time so it was a big thing for me.", Ruby teared up, remembering how she felt that day.

"So she had feelings for you?", Blake asked.

"Yea, I asked her what the day meant to her and she said she liked me, or rather, well, Arslan is a very spiritual person, she said she enjoyed my aura, it made her feel joyful, at peace, something that she rarely experienced in her life. I asked if she wanted to be with me, she got this sad smile on her face and said she'd love too, but she couldn't, her life was too hectic and it wouldn't be fair on me. She just wanted to spend some time together while she could, and carry the memories with her", Ruby's voice wavered and Blake tightened her hold, leaning down to nuzzle against her hair.

"She sounds wonderful, what happened afterward?", Blake inquired.

"I made sure that our memories were meaningful. We spent a week together, all day every day. She sparred with Yang, taught me to meditate, and when we made love…god, she wasn't into my kinks, but what we had was special, I'll never forget how she made me feel", Ruby wiped her eyes, turning around she hugged up to Blake.

"It was hard to see her go, we decided not to exchange details to make things easier, that we'd get back into contact after we'd had time apart. I guess that time is now. I hope she's been well", Ruby whispered.

How can one girl be so selfless? Blake thought, moving her hands to run through Ruby's hair. Blake felt strange, her story had saddened her, but not just out of empathy for the situation. Seeing Ruby so emotional sent pangs of worry through her, seeing her so emotional over another woman made her feel envious. Why? She had no right, Ruby wasn't hers, Weiss was her mistress, was this how Weiss felt when Ruby showed up with Blake's lipstick on her face?

The thought that once amused her suddenly took a turn, now she felt satisfaction, Ruby, standing before her mistress, Blake's mark upon her, Weiss seething as her domination is challenged so openly. This is wrong, she shouldn't be feeling this way, Ruby was her friend, her closest friend, her family, Yang's sister. Yang, her mistress, her lover, her world, she couldn't bear the thought of betraying her like that.

But even as she wrestled with these conflicting thoughts and feelings, she couldn't deny the draw she felt towards Ruby, who nuzzled against her chest, cooing in her sleep. Blake wanted to drag her upward, draw in her scent, hold her like Yang held herself, she wanted to comfort her, give her reason to smile, to push away the sadness bittersweet memories held for her.

More than anything, Blake wanted to sink her teeth into her pale, tender neck and physically mark her, she shuddered, resisting the desire to rut against the small girl in her arms.

"Hmmm, Blakey, you ok?", Ruby mumbled, barely shaken from her slumber.

"I'm fine Ruby, go back to sleep", Blake whispered.

"Mmkay, goodnight Blakey, love you", Ruby replied.

"Goodnight Ruby, I love you too", Blake breathed, tears welling in her eyes. Wondering, agonising over her feelings, why did she feel this way, why now, why was her heart beating so hard, and why did it hurt so much, why were such perverse thoughts overwhelming her being?

She needed Yang, she needed to be held, she needed to babble her thoughts and feelings, confess her guilt before she broke the trusted bond she valued more than life itself. Blake was never good at dealing with new emotions, it had always been Yang who helped her cope with these things, and she needed her now more than ever.

With a heavy heart, tears in her eyes, she willed herself to sleep even more restless than the night before.


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