Ruben shuts the suitcase on his bed and pets it nicely, "Stuffed full and ready to go!"

"You sound a little too excited to leave." Weiss adds from her spot on the bed.

Ruben sighs, "Well, it's not a fun reason for leaving. But my uncle is adamant on me coming to this car thing with him."

Weiss grins, "To get away from life for awhile. It's nice when you have the time. I wonder what it's like to have it."

"You make it sound like you never have free time to yourself."

"I don't. Work is my free time when I'm not with you, Ruben."

Feeling guilty, he moves the suitcase to sit next to her, "I'm sorry."

Weiss sighs heavily, "I love spending time with you. Never doubt that." Kissing his cheek and getting a hearty hug in return, "I'll miss you, dolt."

Ruben nuzzles and squeezes tighter, "I'll miss you too."

Eventually driving the dolt to the airport and meeting his very strange uncle, "The name's Qrow."

Weiss shook his hand that was offered and she didn't know what to think of him, "Weiss Schnee. Charmed."

He shrugged indifferently, "Most women are."

Ruben gives an awkward chuckle, nervous of the interaction already, "Anyways! Let's get going Qrow."

The older man just turned and walked with his duffle bag, "Don't take too long saying goodbye. It's only two weeks."

Weiss glares at Qrow before turning to Ruben, "Interesting man."

"He's great. But he's not a people person." He leans down and gives a kiss, "Bye Weiss. I'll text you every night."

Weiss grins, "You better. See you soon."

Returning home from the airport, Weiss now felt void of Ruben's sunny demeanor. "What did I do before I had a boyfriend again."

Blake was unable to stop Cinder before she added, "A vibrator."

The red that enveloped Weiss's face gave Cinder a reason to guffaw onto the floor in a heaping fit of laughter. Blake felt bad, she did, but she joined in almost immediately. "YOU'RE BOTH AWFUL!"

Cackling continued before Weiss had enough. Grabbing a very large pillow that decorated the sofa, she smacked them both with the plush weapon of choice.

Cinder goes flopping onto the floor again while Blake face plants into the cushions, "Ah- STOP!"

Once revenge was settled, Weiss grins, "Now. Let's start this over. What did we do before we had boyfriends and girlfriends?"

Cinder gets up and straightens herself up, "Well… Movies on the couch. Coffee dates. Sad lonely nights alone with ourselves?"

Weiss gave Cinder a deadpanned look and Blake raised an eyebrow, "You said that to both Weiss and I. We weren't sad at night, we had books and work. Which reminds me, I have homework to finish." Getting up to head to her room.

Weiss sighs, "Work or books… That is kind of sad."

"Don't worry, Weiss…. Your Ruben robot will keep you company."

Weiss missed tackling Cinder as the other woman fled from the area.

Out of absolute spite, Weiss made sure she didn't even think about using toys or fingers. Nothing. She was going to be chaste until Ruben got back. Honestly, Cinder was going to be the one to lose this nonexistent battle they're fighting. Though Cinder certainly knew something was happening because when morning came, Weiss wouldn't stop glaring at her.

"WHAT!?" She finally asks, mouth full of food.

Glaring even more, "I want to make a bet with you Cinder."

That made the woman grin and Blake sat to the side intrigued. "Oh? What could it be, ?"

Weiss smoothed out the paper napkin next to her before continuing, "Since you seem too involved in what I do with my free time. Aka all of your damn vibrator jokes." Venom dripped off of those words and even Blake felt tension from her, "I propose that I can go all two weeks of Ruben's away time without any stimuli if you can go two weeks without making a joke at my expense."

Cinder felt her blood run cold, "That's not fair."

"It is though and that's why you're scared."

Glaring at the business woman now, she was filled with confidence suddenly, "Deal. What do we get if we win?"

Weiss had to think about it, "If I win… You have to tell me who you're dating."

That made Conder's face pale before she rounded back up, "If I win. You have to flash Yang."

"Hey-"

"Fine." Was snarled through gritted teeth, she hates that brute.

"Guys… It's not that serious." Blake also didn't want Yang being flashed because she knows he'll make a joke at Weiss's breasts. She didn't want Yang to die.

Both women shook on it before leaving the breakfast table.

"This… Is going to be a disaster."

The first week started simple enough. Cinder and Weiss practically ignored each other for three days as they went to work, came home and went to their rooms. Blake day there all those days and took in the silence with a grain of salt. Mostly because she likes when they're rowdy and now that this bet is going on. Nothing. Silence.

She can't stand it. "I'm going to Yang's!" Shutting her book in a huff before grabbing as much stuff as possible. He was going to distract her but she needed some chaos.

Cinder grumpily was texting Winter about how hard it is not to make fun of Weiss. "She's easy to bait though."

"Please Cinder." The text read almost like a plea, "Just let her be and she won't goad you into making terrible sex jokes."

"Her existing within five feet of me just- It happens. She's too easy to tease." This was torture and Cinder flops face first onto a blood red comforter, "When these two weeks are up. I will be free."

Where Winter was sitting as she read the message, she had to roll her eyes, "As dramatic as ever."

"You love it."

Winter sighed at the message before a blip came up across their messages. The picture popped up and there would be no mistaking was it was based on how red Winter got. "I'M AT WORK."

; )

The only reply she got back. Winter saved the picture before deleting it in a hurry from her messages. 'I'll message you later'

'Good.'

While Weiss glares at her ceiling. Bored. Sitting up, she had to look around at what her room had to offer for entertainment. Eyeing a specific lock box, that was out of the question. Soon her eyes met a familiar console that her boyfriend left behind.

Intrigued by the useless thing, she shimmied off the bed to sit on the floor in his spot. He uses it so often that she knew how to turn it on. She never touched one of these before and she regrets she has to now so she didn't go stir crazy.

Tv on and the logo appears for a few seconds before asking for a log in. Well… She's not RubenSandwish, obviously a Yang name, so she made a new profile.

'These are very invasive for a console profile…' mumbling as she enters it in, 'Like giving a shitty half assed resume to a conglomerate.'

Once all her info was in, her phone binged with an email and now she needed a username. Narrowing her eyes as she thought. Trying a few too many names and seeing them all taken, she huffed and grabbed her phone, 'I hate this.'

A text was sent to Blake since she was going to be near the brute. 'I need Yang's help.'

Blake's reply was asinine in turn, 'He can only help me with those problems Weiss.'

'I don't mean that! I need help with a clever username… Sadly enough.'

A few minutes pass before a reply came, 'Hey Weiss Queen.' Ugh…

'I'm using your brother's dumb console. I need a username.'

'Oh? I'll play a couple games with you when you sign up. How about… Weissicle?'

The puns. Weiss felt her blood boiling already, 'No.'

'WeissCreamSundae? WeissInMyRice, ya know… Like Yeti in my Spaghetti? Get it?'

Weiss groans and smacks her phone against her head, 'Please… Tell me you're trying.'

'I always try to be the punniest. Though the last one was reaching-' The formidable three dots appeared as he types back to her. The username he suggested made her want to murder him.

Throwing her head back and closing her eyes in defeat though. 'Fine.' Tossing her phone away, she grabbed the controller and glares at the screen as she types.

'SchneenisterQueen'

Yang must have known. A friend request shot to her immediately from the GoldenDragon69. She denied the friend request immediately and a ping came from her phone.

'Weiss! Addddd meeeeeee.'

Another friend request and she begrudgingly added him.

Her friends list soon had a one next to it and he added her to a game he was playing, 'I don't even know what game this is….' thinking and joining anyway.

She was surprised by the talking gorilla on the screen and glares very hard. 'Oh no. It's stupid already.'

The game was brightly colored and loud. Having to adjust a few things so she could even stand it, she saw her level one and then she gawks at Yang's level and a plaque!? It was shiny and multicolored with four stars next to his level.

Soon she saw Yang's username flashing in the top left and she got a message again, 'Put on Rube's headset! I know he has one at your place!'

Looking and seeing a bulky headset near her, she grabbed it to slipped it on then hooked it into the console. The noises became more vivid and clear and soon she heard, "Weiss! You ready to play!?"

"Oh my god you're loud." She didn't even hide her disdain.

"You can adjust the volume with a little scroll wheel on your headset. Or even on the system. It resets whenever you have a new person on the system. Now if you just logged on for him, all of his settings would be there."

Weiss did again and sighs, "How much am I going to hate this game, Yang?"

"A lot."

"Sounds about right."

"No worries Weiss! We have allllll night to get you to be the best."

Oh no. She regrets everything.

Week two started and now is when Cinder and Weiss were getting restless. Blake could sense someone needed to break somehow. Thus why a weird competition within the competition started.

Weiss, despite how much she hated this, tried to make herself look like the easiest target to make fun of. She tried everything. What she wore, spoke, ate. How many times does she have to eat a bratwurst for the other woman to make a dick joke!? If she never saw a bratwurst again, it'd be too soon.

Cinder was LIVID. It's not fair. Weiss was trying to coerce her into sex jokes about her. 'If I see a bratwurst near her I'll- No- be strong!' She put on a fake smile and handed Weiss a napkin, "You got a little on your chin, Weiss." She got up and left.

Weiss curses quietly, "Almost had it."

Blake snorts, "She really wants to make a gagging dick joke. I know it… She's going to get you back though."

She scoffs and gets up, "I'd like to see her try."

Cinder was three steps ahead already, 'Revenge is sweet.' She messaged a certain man before politely adding, 'Trust me. She'll love all the pictures you send her.'

So when night came, the first message appeared, 'Hey baby! I hope you're having a good night !'

Weiss smiles when she receives the text, 'I am now. Can't wait for you to be home.'

Ruben's next text confused her though, 'Oh! Someone told me to send you something so you wouldn't miss me too much!'

Intrigued, a photo message appeared and when she tapped on it, she almost passed out from blood all of the blood rushing to her head.

Standing naked with a very erect dick was Ruben in front of a bathroom mirror. She felt like she's almost forgotten what it's look like after almost two weeks. Muscles showing and he looked like he was about to get into a shower.

A shower with Ruben. That sounded nice right now, against a wall…. Held up by stronger arms and letting him have his way with her….

Snapping out of it, she chucks the phone away in a hurry. 'No- No! Bad. I can't. Even though I really want to.' She got up to go get a glass of water from the kitchen.

Cinder was in the living room and she almost laughed at Weiss, "Not getting sick, are you?"

"No. Just got a little hot doing yoga."

"In dress slacks and a blouse?"

"I'm most relaxed at work." A terrible, terrible lie that made Weiss gag.

Cinder chortled before going back to her magazine, "Of course. How could I forget."

Weiss glares at her before drinking and heading back to her room. The cool glass pressed to her forehead to sooth the heat. Her phone flashed again. "Oh no."

She shut the door and hesitantly grabbed the phone. "I don't think I can manage…"

Opening the messages between her and him, it was a video. "Oh… It's even worse…."

Pressing it, it loaded with a steam billowing around the bathroom and soon she saw Ruben's face.

"Hey Weiss! I know we'll be seeing each other soon and I was told that you might like this kind of stuff. It was weird to find out but I'll gladly do anything for you!"

That's so sweet and a piece of information she'll exploit later. Though soon the phone's camera moved and her mouth went dry. One hand roaming over hardened muscle that had suds sliding down and they twitched with the slowest of movement.

She rubbed her legs together in protest of this video but she continued with the torture. Her free hand gripped the sheets with white knuckles.

He soon set his phone up against a wall and his body towered over it. A perfect shot of his dick cradled in his hand, he must be imaging them together right now.

He started pumping slowly with the head poking out with each thrust of his hand. The other on the side of the wall to brace himself over the camera, panting quietly over the sound of rushing water.

Then the first 'Weiss' to escape his lips sounded cracked and pleading. His hand pumping his cock faster as his moans were kept tame and his spine going rigid with each passing minute.

"I can't wait to come home. I need you bad, Weiss."

"Oh god." She shuddered as she watched. Feeling horribly turned on and no outlet was killing her right now.

A few low groans and he bit his lip between his teeth before freezing. Cum shot out into draining water and some pearled out onto his hand. Panting and letting go of his softening member, he grabs the phone.

Looking pleased and a little flushed, he gives a goofy grin, "Love you, Weiss. I'll text you again tomorrow night."

The end of the message and Weiss tosses it to the side. She closed her eyes and had two thoughts.

"That was hot." And "Cinder is dead."

So. Fucking. Dead.