Kali and Ilia went out to run errands the next day, leaving Blake to think of ways she could give back to the girl who's done so much for her. When she looked through the basket Ilia had brought home just yesterday, she found a coupon for a full massage set. An idea forming in her head, she took the coupon and headed out.
The elderly bird Faunus waited at her shop, smiling at the arrival of her new customer. "Miss Belladonna!" she greeted warmly. "So the rumours are true; the Chieftain's daughter has come home! What can I get for you today?"
Blake looked at the coupon she'd picked up. "Are you Miss... Fuxia Hua?"
"Aah, you must be with that human girl who came here yesterday," Fuxia deduced.
"Human?" Blake raised a brow.
"Yes, tan skin, cute little spots, hair pulled back into a ponytail?"
"Oh, that's... not a human," Blake corrected. "She's a Faunus- her chameleon traits are what allow her to pass as human. I can understand the confusion."
"Yes, it seems some Faunus can hide their traits better than others," Fuxia mused. "Hers hides in plain sight. Are you here for the coupon?"
"Yes ma'am," Blake nodded, handing her the card. "Do you have something that smells like exotic fruits? Or something sweet?"
"Wait here." Fuxia hobbled into the building behind her, coming out with a full basket a few minutes later. "Best seller here in Kuo Kuana. Visitors can't get enough of it."
Blake pulled out the appropriate amount of Lien for the discount on the coupon, but Fuxia stopped her and shook her head. "Consider it a welcome-home gift." She put the card as well as an additional one in the basket and gave it to Blake.
Blake thanked the woman but tipped her anyway before hurrying home.
That night, when Ilia entered the bedroom, she paused. Candles were placed along the walls, and the smell of fruits wafted through the air, clearly emanating from the incense Blake was burning. Speaking of, Blake sat at the foot of the bed in her pajamas, the sash tied at the front and the top undone to reveal her cleavage. Her legs were crossed just enough to tease a view of her thighs, and she smiled at Ilia warmly. "Welcome back."
Ilia stepped forward and closed the door, still taking in her surroundings. "What's all this?"
Blake stood and walked seductively over to Ilia, placing her hands on the shorter girl's shoulders. "I thought I'd spoil you as soon as you got home," she teased, unzipping Ilia's jacket as she brushed open-mouthed kisses along her neck. She pushed the jacket off slowly, her hands catching Ilia's hips as the garment hit the floor. She licked a stripe from the hollow of her neck up to her chin, teasing her bottom lip with her teeth before taking it in a gentle kiss. She pulled away to admire Ilia's blush.
"Blake," Ilia whispered softly, "you don't have to do this."
"But I want to," Blake told her. "You've given me so much. It wouldn't be fair if I didn't give something in return."
As she hooked her fingers beneath Ilia's shirt and began to pull it up, Ilia placed her hands on her arms to stop her. "I never asked for anything in return," she said. "I'm happy just giving. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Ilia," Blake said sternly, "it wouldn't hurt you to just receive every once in a while. I've already made up my mind." She bent down to kiss the hollow of Ilia's neck again before moving up to her ear. "But if you don't want this, it's up to you to tell me no."
Ilia giggled, pushing Blake away. "I never said I didn't," she smirked, taking the shirt off herself. Blake stood back and admired her small chest. She had to agree with the store owner- Ilia's patches were indeed cute. She stepped forward and crouched down in front of her, cupping one breast in her hand and sucking the other one. Ilia gasped as Blake's tongue swirled around a nipple, contrasted by the other being rolled between her fingers. When Blake had decided there was enough stimulation, she drew off, earning a whine from Ilia. She hooked her fingers into Ilia's jeans and pulled them down, just as slowly as she had done with her jacket, while leaving her panties in place.
Ilia shivered. It wasn't that she was cold, it was that Blake's fingers lightly brushing against her skin sent tingles up her spine. She loved it, honestly.
Blake rose back up and kissed Ilia once again, this time more sensually so as to pull a groan up from out of her. When she pulled away, she asked, "Back or front?"
"Front, please," Ilia sighed. "I want to see what those hands of yours can do."
Blake took a step back and bowed, offering her hand to Ilia, who giggled and took it. She led her to the bed and allowed her to lie on her back before straddling her and reaching for a bottle of massage oil, which had a chocolate cosmos tint and a rose-coloured label. She hovered it over a candle for a moment to heat up the contents inside, then set to work. After opening the bottle, she poured a small amount of oil into the valley between Ilia's breasts, then set it aside and began to work the scented mixture into her skin.
Ilia purred, feeling the heat of the oil set in nicely while Blake rubbed it into her breasts. Blake chuckled. "Is my guardian angel liking the treatment?"
"Yes, princess," Ilia sighed, her eyes sliding shut as she relaxed under Blake's touch.
Blake leaned down and pecked Ilia on the lips. "Tell me how you want it."
"Mmm, focus on the nipples," Ilia suggested. "Press deep in the areas around them, too."
With another kiss, Blake complied. "As you wish." As she rolled the mounds up-and-down in her hands, she took pleasure in hearing her breaths deepen and her voice lace within them. She stroked her thumbs over the dusky nipples, feeling Ilia shudder underneath her.
"It feels so good," the chameleon Faunus moaned softly as Blake massaged her breasts.
"I'm glad you like it," Blake purred. "Tell me if you want me to stop or do something else. Tonight is about you and I want you to enjoy it."
Ilia simply nodded in response, making small, relaxed notes as Blake made her feel good. Just out of curiosity, and because it said "edible" on the label, she decided to replace a hand with her mouth and take the nipple she hadn't sucked on yet. It certainly tasted like fruit; she could make out pomegranate, pineapple, mango, and a cocktail of other fruits she would most likely find in the marketplace. But at the same time, it almost tasted like candy. She wouldn't have minded taking a bite, but she didn't want to hurt her lover. So she contented herself to just licking and sucking. Ilia's breathy moaning sounded like approval.
The hand that she had recently freed travelled down Ilia's stomach and was almost at her panties when Ilia whined in protest. "Not there..." Blake stopped and drew off of her boob with a pop before returning her hand to its original task of massaging her.
"Still recovering?" Blake asked, hovering her lips above Ilia's to offer her a taste.
"Yeah, it'll be another few days at most," Ilia told her.
"Same." Blake kissed Ilia firmly, making it a point that she taste the oil that she'd swept up onto her lips. Ilia swiped her tongue across Blake's bottom lip before breaking the kiss.
"It's sweet- ah!"
Blake had begun to knead like a cat, and for added effect was even purring like one. Ilia's mind blanked, her head lolling back onto the pillow. She never knew breast play could feel this good- it was a topic that was shied away from back at Alsius.
As time all but slowly melted away, one thing was certain: Ilia's moans were getting louder. Not that Blake minded, entirely, but she had to wonder if it was due to the stimulation. She knew that breasts were sexually sensitive, but she didn't know to what extent. Was Ilia getting off from this?
"Blake," Ilia gasped. "Ah, more..."
Blake took hold of Ilia's nipples and pinched them lightly, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger as she worked her mounds in circles. Ilia threw her head back with a groan, arching her back to get more of Blake. Her breaths became more rapid, her moans breathier, and her pleasure much more apparent. And then, with a daring squeeze from Blake, Ilia came undone with a cry. As the waves of her bliss washed over her, Blake lightened her touches so she wouldn't overstimulate her. Ilia plopped back down onto the bed a moment later, completely spent after this new experience.
Blake let go of Ilia's breasts and bent down to kiss her, Ilia giggling blissfully into it. "I should receive more often," she decided as Blake broke the kiss.
Blake smirked. "You definitely should." After placing one more peck on Ilia's lips, she rolled off of her and sent a couple of her shadow clones to put out the candles, snuggling close to her lover and pulling the sheets over them both. "Good night, Ilia."
She was concerned when she received no response, but a close look at Ilia's face told her everything. She had passed out, and from the looks of it had done so before she could come down from her high. That, Blake decided, was the cutest thing she'd ever seen.