Chapter 9: A Night of Passion

It was all quiet, nobody in the main lobby except for the staff and two guess now signing in and paying for a room. Qrow was nervous. Or was it anxious? He couldn't really pinpoint what he was feeling at this point. He could recall several times he had spent a night in a hotel like this one. It was a setting he was all too familiar with, being a traveling huntsman, he had spent a good number of nights with young women in places just like this. And it would have been fine if it had just been some random dame he had met just earlier that day and hit it off with, but that wasn't the case this time. This was someone he has always considered a very good friend, a trusted teammate and leader, someone who until very recently he never thought of in a romantic light. And now they were renting a single room together. He didn't really know what to make of the situation.

"Okay, I got our key card," Summer appeared before him holding up a red card with the numbers 172 on it, "Ready?"

Qrow didn't respond, he merely rose up from his seat and proceeded to follow her. They entered an elevator and Summer pressed in their floor number. The doors closed and immediately the machine started moving up. Looking to her, Qrow saw a smile a Summer's face. He began to wonder what was up with her lately. Lately she has been way too forward for herself. First this morning, then the park, and now they were getting a room to be alone together. He wasn't one to complain, but he felt like she was rushing things a bit too fast for her own good. What has become of the shy little girl that constantly kept her hood up to avoid being seen? Where was the socially awkward introvert who stuttered every other word when they first met?

The elevator dinged signifying the arrival of their floor, followed shortly by the doors swinging open. The two walked out and into the hall. About a minute passed before finding their room of 172. Summer unlocked and opened the door and walked into it. Qrow proceeded to go in, but was prevented when the door shut only a few inches from his face.

"Hey!" he shouted in annoyance, "What gives?!"

"Sorry Qrow, but you're gonna have to wait a bit," Summer said from the other side of the door, "I just need to get ready."

Qrow grabbed a hold of the door handle and twisted it only for it to not budge, letting him know that she had locked him out for now. Now forced to wait, Qrow decided to sit on the hall floor, leaning against the walls. Several minutes passed by waiting for the door to unlock. Qrow counted up to ten before quitting out of boredom. After an unknown amount of minutes, he heard a click telling him that the door was unlocked and that she was finally ready. Standing back up, Qrow opened the door and walked in to find the shock of his life.

Right there, standing only a good ten feet away, was Summer Rose wearing a ruby red silk nightgown, with her face to match its color. It showed off more skin than he was used to seeing from Summer, as the top of her chest was visible and it stopped at her mid-thigh, which had a slit at both sides purely for erotic effect. He noticed her eyes were tightly closed, clearly embarrassed by her very revealing attire to look at him. Qrow didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to think. Merely saying the first thing that came to mind.

"Was that what was in the bag?!" he shouted.

Summer merely nodded, too mortified to even speak. Qrow slowly and quietly began to walk forward, making sure not to make a single sound with each step. Upon getting close enough, he lifted his hand and brought it to her cheek. Summer jumped slightly and made a small audible gasp on contact to his touch. Holding her head still, Qrow brought himself to eye level and pushed his lips firmly against hers. Summer took no time in returning the gesture. After separating their lips, Summer sighed heavily and opened her eyes.

"You're beautiful, Summer," Qrow complimented.

He saw her lips form into a smile at the reaction to his words. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into another kiss. His hands soon found their way to the back of her head and her lower back. Although his eyes now closed, he could still feel her hands move to his chest, working on undoing the buttons on his shirt. He decided to help her along, and pulled his arms into their sleeves and pulled his shirt off over his head.

With his chest exposed, Summer took the time to admire his well toned muscles. Her hands pressed against them, her fingers tracing along the ridges. She was caught surprised when Qrow quickly picked her up by placing his hands under her legs, as he carried and dropped her on the nearby bed and quickly crawled on top of her.

"What's with the lingerie, Summer?" Qrow asked truly wondering what's been going on with her.

"Qrow... I've liked you more than a friend for a lot longer than you might think," she started out with her confession, "And I thought with what happened this morning, now would probably be my best chance. Why not make it special?"

"Are you sure you want this?" he questioned some more, "Are... Are you sure you want me?"

"I have literally dreamt of this for a long time now," she confirmed "I think I can say with safety that I'm okay with my first time being with you."

"But I'm not goo-" he got out before being cut off.

"Qrow, you are sweet and caring and even really funny at times. You were the first to treat me like a friend rather than a leader, and honestly speaking, I feel my safest when I'm around you. I want this," she said before sharing another sweet kiss, "I want you, Qrow."

With enough confirmation, Qrow finally gave in to her wishes. Whether this whole idea was for better or for worse was still up in the air for him, but one thing was certainly clear to the both of them. After tonight, they could never go back to just being friends.