Hey, all! :) Sorry for my absence! I got very sick and it took me a while to get everything back on track. Any-who, here's a silly idea I've had floating in my head! Hope you enjoy!
Yang slowly moves toward the bar with a confident stride, the sway in her hips causing many eyes to glance over at the blonde beauty as she walks seemingly to the bouncing beat of the music. It certainly helps that her choice of dress is a lovely black number that emphasizes all the parts of her body that deserve attention, hugging her curves like a snug hug (Oh, that was a good one, she'd have to remember that). She has always quite liked the club scene. The thumping music, the flashing lights, that little hint of danger that could be felt wafting through the air…
The sights and people weren't bad, either… Beautiful ladies dressed in either nice dresses or cute suits (she was on a roll with the rhyming, today) as they dance the night away. The guys looked pretty good, too, though. There was definitely interesting people everywhere you looked, interesting people meeting interesting people who were suggesting they do interesting things. Among them, her sister had disappeared into the crowd with her girlfriend… She supposes she should try to disappear with someone, too.
But, right now, she needed a drink.
As she reaches the bar, she taps her hand to order one, the barkeep coming quickly and handing her a decent-sized glass. Taking a sip of the drink, she casts her eyes to her right and grins as she sees her target. A certain lady with gorgeous black hair, a bow tied neatly atop her head, and a darkly colored dress that gave just enough skin to be curious. But, Yang was more than curious.
"Hey, there." She said, glancing in the woman's direction and sidling up next to her. "Don't think I've seen YOU around here, before… Believe me, I'd remember a face like yours…"
The woman looks slowly at her, coughing into her hand and tugging at her scarf a bit. "Yang, is this that first date thing we talked about…?"
"Yeah, just roll with it. Remember, we just met~" Yang whispers before going back to her drink. "Believe me, I'd remember a face like yours~"
"Oh, um…" Blake murmurs quietly, her amber eyes flitting adorably around as she works out what she should say. It was a sight that makes Yang's heart melt, the ever-constant reminders of how much she loved this silly girl always prominent in everything she did.
"Mm. You may not have seen me around here," Blake finally says, her voice low and mysterious as she speaks. Her eyelids slowly slip down, showing off the faint traces of the light-blue makeup that she had put on before coming here. Hello, there, heartbeat. You're a welcome addition. "But, I've certainly seen you. Tall, tanned, and blonde… Running around like you own the place… I prefer to stick to the shadows."
Yang's mouth has suddenly become dry, despite the repeated gulps to the drink in her hand. It takes her a moment to respond, but she's able to do so with her trademark grin. "Ah, so we got a mystery girl? Well, I do love me a good mystery… I love figurin' them out, lettin' the solution… unravel…"
"Do tell."
Yang slides a little closer, her expression being held with the kind of seduction that would bring most anybody to their knees. "Name's Yang Xiao Long… All around Huntress bad-girl who walks on the wild side…"
She hears Blake snort in laughter, her hand covering her mouth when Yang looks up. "Walks on the wild side…?" She repeats, her shoulders shaking in thinly-veiled giggles.
"What's wrong with that? Hey, stop laughing…" Yang replies with a pout.
"Sorry, sorry… That was just cute, is all. Um, where were we…? Oh, yes. You walk on the wild side." Blake says as she gets ahold of herself, giving a wink to the blonde woman that she had 'just met'. "You? Walking on the wild side? I believe it…"
"So, what do I call you, gorgeous?"
"My name is Blake Belladonna."
"Mm… Even your name's all mysterious…" Yang coos, tapping the bar again for a refill of her now empty drink. She had to be careful, as knocking back drinks while trying to act like she barely knew her girlfriend would probably be harder than it sounded. "Blake Belladonna… Rolls off the tongue…"
She clearly meant that in more ways than one, the blush that comes to Blake's face clearly showing that she had caught the double entendre. She gets ahold of herself quickly, though, her eyes shining as amber meets with lilac. "Well… It's certainly no 'Yang Xiao Long'. That name rolls under my tongue…"
Oh, man. Blake was bringing her A-game, as her voice gave a gentle purr while she devastated Yang's cheeks with THAT particular statement. It takes the blonde almost a full minute (and downing the entirety of her new drink in almost one gulp) to finally be able to look at Blake, her cheeks more red than her sister's famous cloak.
Blake was about the only one who's ever been able to make her blush this much at just one statement. It was something about the quiet in the woman's voice, her voice normally sounding sensual and attractive when she WASN'T doing any special treatment. When she was? Goddamn, she was good at this…
"Do you always gulp your drinks like this, after people speak? Or, am I the exception?" Blake purrs again, leaning in closely to give a seductive flutter of her eyelashes.
Yang was finding all her clever banter and one-liners flying away from her mind, off for pastures that weren't becoming as stupid and useless as she was rapidly becoming.
"I… I, um, well…. That's… Uh…"
"My, my, Miss Xiao Long… What happened to the bad girl who walked on the wild side? I don't see very much of that, right now… Would you like to know what I DO see?"
"W-What?"
"I see the most adorable bad girl ever, trying to act like she has game, when it's her girlfriend who has all of it…"
"W-What makes you say that?" She gulps quietly, Yang the one letting a nervous laugh slip from her lips this time. "We… uh… We just met and I'm… I'm unattached."
"I'm sick of playing games, Yang." Blake murmurs, a small grow coming from the back of her throat as she leans close enough to brush her lips against Yang's. She may have been initially confused about doing this, but it obviously turned to something good, as the faunus woman now has full confidence in what she's doing. "I had to watch you walk all through the club in that dress for five whole minutes before you meandered over here... My FAVORITE dress of yours, mind you. And, you're wearing my FAVORITE shampoo… Do you know how crazy I've been going? With your body so close and your scent in my nose?"
"I can get an idea…"
"I don't think you do. I really don't think you do…"
"Well, uh… How so?"
"Like I want to tear every scrap of that dress off your body and bend you over this bar."
"Ah…"
"You'd be saying more than that."
"Well… Ya know what they say about sex on the first date, don't ya?"
"I don't know who 'they' are, but they're not going to tell me what to do."
"This was a disaster."
"Very much so. But, the best kind of disaster. Now, come on…" Blake murmurs in a low, possessive growl, taking Yang's hand and pulling her away from the bar. Yang blinks a few times, chewing on her lip a bit. She hadn't expected the night to go QUITE this way, but she couldn't complain at a dominant Blake growling for some sexy.
"Uh… W-Where are we goin', Blake?" Yang finally asks as Blake stalks through the crowded club with fierce determination.
"To ruin the seats in Weiss' car." Blake hisses back, her amber eyes glinting with desire as a final tug pulls the blonde out of club with a 'yipe!'.
Weiss sighs, slowly counting in her head as she taps her fingers on the bar. A finger on her other hand slowly traces the rim of her glass, filled part of the way full with an over-priced drink.
One-hundred fifty, one-hundred seventy, one-hundred ninety…
Weiss had come here with her friends for a night of supposed fun, as they had all been working hard as huntresses. Though, Blake and Yang had disappeared to enact their little play of a first meeting between the two. She could only imagine how THAT was going. Meanwhile, she and Ruby had gone off in another direction.
Two hundred, two-hundred thirty-five, two-hundred sixty…
It had been fun for a while, with the two dancing for a good, long while to the beat of the pulsing music. Not exactly her element, but a Schnee was nothing, if not adaptable. But, she had made a grievous error and broke two of the most important rules for taking Ruby to a club.
Two-hundred ninety, three-hundred twenty…
One, don't let Ruby out of your sight even for a moment.
Three-hundred forty, three-hundred sixty…
Two, do not let Ruby ingest alcohol.
"Heeey, Weissss~ Snkk~ Lookit me, I'm beowolffff~ Rawwwr!" Ruby squeals in the most slurred voice Weiss thinks she has ever seen, swiping a quick hand and knocking another over-priced bottle of alcohol to the floor from behind the bar.
Three-hundred and eighty lien…
"I see you, sweetie. You make a very nice beowolf."
"Yaaaaay~!"
The barkeep had long since stopped trying to corral the speedy huntress, just resigning himself to watching in horror as all of his prized liquor was haphazardly knocked to the floor. Well, some of this stuff WAS hard to find. Though, she really has to blame this idiot for all that's happening, right now.
If he didn't want his alcohol destroyed, he shouldn't have introduced the redhead to a beverage called a 'sugar cookie' when her girlfriend's back was turned. Especially when this drink had such a high alcohol content. Especially when she was able to down five in, literally, thirty seconds. ESPECIALLY because Ruby was the most energetic drunk in the world. She knew she was going to have to deal with a vastly hung-over Ruby in the morning, tomorrow, as well as pick up the rapidly increasing bar tab.
She sighs again, tracing her finger on the rim of her glass again. "Oh, well… At least this night can't get any worse."