Of Sunsets and Night Skies
Chapter Forty-Nine: Something Different Part Ten
Bumblebee, White Rose
The truck heaved side to side, rocking Blake gently in the comfortable bucket leather seat she was currently ensconced in. Still, she reached out with her right hand and grabbed the door handle to steady herself as her left hand sought out Yang's.
Yang smirked as she gave Blake's hand a squeeze, glancing to her left at the beautiful raven-haired girl as she pulled up into the driveway to Weiss' house.
Having learned some time ago that Weiss' parents, when they were home, weren't too fond of the noise generated by the lifted diesel monstrosity, Yang quickly slapped her truck into park and killed the ignition.
"Y'know, we just as easily could have done this at our house." Yang said, unbuckling her seat belt and letting it slide through her fingers as it slowly retracted.
"Yeah, " Blake replied, "But Weiss had already volunteered her house. You don't mind, do you?"
Yang shrugged. "I don't really mind, " Yang leaned over to Blake, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer.
"But I really wanted to get you into MY bed after movie night." She whispered, playfully winking before pulling a flustered Blake into a kiss.
From the back seat, Ruby burst into laughter, tugging on the door handle and pushing the door open.
"Let me get the door for you, Blake, the sidesteps are a bit slippery after my last, uh... 'careful exploration' of the job site."
Blake cast a questioning look at her, before realization dawned on her face.
"Ah, right, all the mud. From when you went tearing through the customer's field after it had rained."
Yang looked at her, mock horror on her face. "I would never do such a thing! Like I said, I was carefully exploring."
Blake smirked, shaking her head.
"Alright, alright, you win. It was careful exploration. Really careful, because you only splattered mud up to the roofline."
Yang grinned at her, setting little nervous flutters rippling through Blake's chest.
"Exactly!"
With that, Yang had slid out of her truck and made her way around to the passenger side of the truck.
Blake unbuckled her seatbelt as Yang pulled open her door. Carefully accepting Yang's hand, she slid down the side of the seat until her foot found the muddied sidestep. Yang reached out with her other hand, stepping a bit closer as she reached out and gently placed her hand on Blake's hip.
Once she was sure of her footing, she stepped down onto the ground. Yang, however, didn't step back to give her room. Instead, Yang released her hip and reached up to caress Blake's cheek, her lilac eyes softening as she smiled happily at Blake.
Blake, for her part, was slowly getting better with Yang's out of the blue displays of affection, but anything in public still make her face light up like a stop light.
"Y-Yang, what are you-"
Yang cut her off by dipping her head a bit and capturing Blake's lips with her own.
This seemed to be one of Yang's particularly favourite place to kiss, Blake absent-mindedly thought as she reached up to squeeze Yang's shoulders. More often than not, Blake found herself pressed up against Yang's truck, the blonde seemingly unable to get enough of her.
Not that she minded in the slightest, really.
"I'm glad that you two are enjoying each other, but could you enjoy each other somewhere other than the middle of my driveway?"
Weiss' impatient voice reached the couple, and the two pulled away, Yang grinning unabashedly as she slid her tongue slowly across her bottom lip, while Blake lowered her head in embarrassment, letting her hair obscure her face.
"Aw, lighten up Weiss. I brought Ruby, just like I knew you wanted, so you don't have to be left out!"
"Yang!"
Ruby laughed as Weiss' face turned a deep scarlet. The silver-haired girl opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Closing her mouth, she ground her teeth together and pointed toward the house.
"You're lucky Blake sees something in you, Yang, otherwise I'd have kicked your ass a long time ago. Now get in the house!"
Yang released her gentle grasp on Blake's hand, and moved toward Weiss. Reaching out, she pulled the surly girl into a one armed hug, easily over-powering the shorter girl's resistance.
"Aw Weiss, c'mon, don't be like that." Yang cajoled. Swiftly she ran her fingers into Weiss' hair, messing it up as Weiss' frantic struggling increased ten-fold.
"Yang, unhand me this instant!" Weiss hollered. Yang merely laughed, until Weiss' hands found Yang's unprotected sides. Digging her fingers mercilessly into Yang's ribs, Yang's laughter was cut short and replaced by a high-pitched yelp as her eyes widened comically.
Quickly, she released Weiss, taking a step back and wrapping her arms around her waist protectively. Weiss scowled at her, reaching up to smooth out her messed up hair.
"Such an uncivilized brute!" Weiss huffed.
Blake smiled wryly at her flustered friend as Yang moved back to her side. As Yang reached out toward the still open truck door, Blake stepped to the side so she could close it.
Yang gently closed the mud caked door, before reaching up to fold in her extended tow mirror.
"Just in case anyone comes home and parks beside my truck." Yang explained, catching Blake's questioning look.
"They stick out pretty far when they're extended, and some people are pretty clumsy."
Blake nodded in understanding, before a question formed in her mind.
"Why do you have them extended out all the time, if you're not pulling a trailer?"
Yang opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by Ruby's bright laughter.
"Yang says she runs tow mirrors out because she's always pulling pussy."
Blake blinked as she took a second to process what she had just heard. Looking back and forth between Ruby and her older sister, there was a moment of silence as neither knew what to say.
"What?" Blake finally asked.
"What?" Yang parroted.
"What?" Ruby asked, puzzled.
"Get in the house." Weiss deadpanned.
Yang laughed nervously as Blake turned her amber gaze on her, an unreadable expression on her face. Ruby happily skipped past the black and yellow pair, throwing Weiss a wink and a smirk as she walked through the door. Weiss merely glared at her, but it had no effect on the cheery girl.
Yang started for the house, Blake following slightly behind. Unsure of what to think, Blake absent-mindedly bit her bottom lip as she studied the girl in front of her.
Weiss lead them into one of the more private dens at the far end of the house, away from the front entrance and any disturbances that might arise from people coming home.
Blake, used to Weiss' rather extravagant house, moved right to one of the clean, white leather couches that sat in the middle of a rather spacious room. Ruby and Yang, however, stopped as they entered what Weiss introduced to them as 'one of the theatre rooms'.
The entire left wall was painted in a special coating, and was opposite an expensive looking ceiling mounted projector along the right wall. Several surround speakers were mounted along the walls at ceiling height, their wiring cleverly hidden behind the drywall. Ruby glanced at the floor, realizing that her socked feet were nearly hidden in a beautiful dark grey high pile carpet, incredibly soft underfoot.
In what could be considered the middle of the room were two white leather couches, side by side with a small gap between them. A small end table sat between the couches, small indents in its surface clearly meant to hold cups. Each section of the two couches looked like they could individually recline, and Ruby was the first to run toward the couch that Blake had sat down upon, throwing herself onto the comfortable looking couch with a gleeful expression on her face.
About six feet behind the two couches, built on a slightly raised platform, sat a row of four individual reclining seats, complete with cupholders built into the arm rests. It was to one of these individual seats that Weiss approached, carefully sitting down and reclining ever so slightly. Somehow she managed to both retain her regal look and simultaneously look incredibly comfortable and relaxed. Picking up a remote from a small cherrywood table beside her chair, she pointed it at a receiver built into the ceiling above the projector screen. Instantly the projector came to life, displaying a large logo on the wall at the far end of the room.
"This is so cool!" Ruby cried, glancing around her chair. Not finding any switches or levers, she tried an experimental leanback, eyes widening in excitement as her portion of the couch began to smoothly recline, footrest popping out and elevating her feet.
Yang smiled at the childish reaction of her sister, but the smile never reached her eyes, which were glued to Blake. Blake, for her part, pointedly examined the screen, avoiding Yang's gaze.
"Come have a seat, Yang." Weiss said coolly, reaching over and patting one of the individual recliners beside her.
Yang bit her lip, hesitating. She really wanted to sit next to Blake, but Blake was currently giving her the cold shoulder, no doubt over Ruby's stupid comment from earlier. Now, for some reason she couldn't discern, Ruby seemed hellbent on sitting next to Blake, and Weiss was beginning to give her a hard stare, as if daring her to protest.
"Heh, sure. Why not?" Yang said quietly. Pushing off the door frame she had been leaning on, she slowly padded over to the chair indicated by Weiss.
With a sigh of resignation, she lowered herself into the soft leather chair, shaking her hair out of her eyes and focusing on the screen at the far end of the room.
Her focus didn't last long, however, as her gaze slid down to the raven-haired girl in front of her. Blake seemed to have her head bowed, and from what Yang could see, she seemed to be tapping away on her phone, completely oblivious to the blonde behind her.
Weiss picked up another remote, and at the press of a button, the lights dimmed briefly before flickering out. The room was cast into near darkness, the projector screen the only source of illumination.
"There's a fantastic show that I think we should make a weekly habit out of watching together, " Weiss began, left hand reaching out to the table that spanned the distance between their chairs. Pulling a wireless keyboard and mouse into her lap, she gave mouse a quick wiggle. The projector logo disappeared, a login screen taking it's place.
A quick pattering of keys, and Weiss was logged in. In an instant she navigated to Netflix, before clicking on one of her most recently viewed shows.
"The One Hundred?" Yang asked, wrinkling her nose at the strange sounding title.
Weiss nodded, clicking a few more times on the wireless mouse before setting both objects back on the side table.
"Trust me, you guys are going to love it."
Yang was about to reply, when the room was temporarily cast into darkness. Her response died on her tongue as the first episode began, and she tried to push thoughts of Blake from her mind in favor of concentrating on the images flashing across the screen in front of her.
They had gotten through seven episodes before the collective yawning became too much for Ruby. She had reclined comfortably on the couch and closed her eyes - for just a moment, she thought- and was gently shaken awake by Blake some time later.
Opening her eyes had revealed credits rolling up the screen, and she looked around confusedly as Weiss slowly lowered the volume before shutting off the projector and casting the room into temporary darkness.
Blake had been the one with the best night vision, but as she got up to move toward the light switch on the far wall, Weiss rendered her attempt unneccesary with the press of a button on her remote.
A gentle, soft white light began filling the room as Yang stood, stretching her arms over her head as she yawned once more.
"So what's the plan for sleeping arrangements?" Yang asked, looking to Weiss as she tried to keep the tone of hopeful expectation out of her voice.
Weiss narrowed her eyes ever so slightly, glancing sidelong at Yang before sliding her gaze to Ruby, and then Blake. As she did so, she smoothly tilted her head to the left and then the right, two loud, hollow cracks resounding through the air. Ruby winced, sticking her tongue out in mock disgust.
"Blake can sleep in my room if she wants, and there's a guest room down the hall for you two." With a small head tilt, she indicated the sisters.
Yang glanced over to Blake to see what her reaction to the arrangements was, but her nose was buried in her phone.
Yang sighed in exasperation, deciding to give up for tonight. It seemed she was facing a dead end no matter what she did, so she resigned herself to sleeping alone tonight.
"Cool." Was all she mumbled, before moving toward the door. She heard Ruby shuffling up behind her, and she pushed the door open and stepped into the hallway.
"Down to your left." Yang heard Weiss' voice from behind her, and she obediently turned left, walking down the hall. Despite having not seen this part of Weiss' house before, Yang couldn't find it in herself to be interested in the design as she followed Weiss' command once more as she stopped at a closed door.
"G'night Yang." Was all Blake said as she passed by the blonde, pausing for just a moment to lean up on her tip toes and kiss the girl on the cheek before following Weiss down the hall to the silver-haired girl's room.
Yang sighed as she reached up to touch her cheek where Blake's lips had so briefly pressed against her skin.
"Yeah, yeah, get out of the way or get in the room." Came Ruby's annoyed voice, accompanied by a gentle shove on her back.
Yang twisted the handle and stepped inside, moving out of the way and allowing Ruby to follow in behind her.
The room was fairly sparse by Schnee standards, and that meant it was still pretty well equipped by Xiao-Long-Rose standards. Two king sized beds took up about half of the rectangular room, pressed up against the wall at the far end of the room. Two bedside tables separated the beds by a fair amount, and at the other end of the room was a single door that Yang assumed lead to an attached bathroom. Over the door hung a wall-mounted television, and Yang was sure that she would find the remote to operate it tucked neatly into one of their bedside table's drawers.
Ruby wasted no time in picking a bed, throwing her phone onto it and beginning to strip off her clothes.
"What do you look so annoyed for?" Yang asked, copying her sister's movements, albeit a bit more slowly.
Ruby peeled her shirt off and dropped it carelessly on the floor, glancing over her shoulder at her sister.
"Well, obviously I wanted to sleep with Weiss tonight." She huffed, speaking in a low voice despite the distance and closed doors separating them from Blake and Weiss.
Yang reached up absent-mindedly to brush a few loose strands of blonde out of her face.
"You should have thought of that before you made your wise-ass comment about my truck earlier." Yang retorted, feeling previously burnt out anger flaring up once again at her sister's audacity.
Ruby sighed quietly as she kicked out of her jeans, her creamy, flawless skin contrasted sharply by her black underwear.
"It was a necessary evil." Ruby lamented, throwing herself onto her bed and picking up her phone.
Yang's eyes narrowed as she folded her arms under her chest, resting her weight on her right leg as she pushed her hip out.
"Necessary?" Yang repeated, fixing her gaze on her younger sister.
"Absolutely." Ruby responded disinterestedly, without looking up from her phone.
"Do tell." Yang's voice lowered an octave, but if Ruby noticed, she gave no indication. Humming softly to herself, the silver-eyed girl tilted her head to the side and let her hair fall over one shoulder as she thumbed through her Instagram feed.
Receiving no answer, Yang stalked over to the bed. Without waiting for Ruby to notice her, Yang leapt onto the bed.
Ruby yelped as the bed shook, rolling onto her back as Yang pounced on her, straddling her waist and grabbing her wrists. Easily overpowering her younger sister, Yang grabbed the phone from Ruby's hand and tossed it across the room. There was a dull thump as it hit the floor, but the carpet muffled most of the sound, and, Ruby hoped, muted most of the damage.
"Yang, knock it off!"
Yang glared down at her younger sister, brows furrowing angrily.
"Explain what you meant when you said it was necessary." Yang demanded.
Ruby rolled her eyes and sighed, shaking her head to flick her hair out of her face.
"I know you really like Blake, and it seems like she really likes you too." Ruby started.
Yang leaned back a bit, eyes widening in mock confusion. "Are you serious, sis? I never would have guessed!"
Ruby sighed a bit louder this time, a drawn out "Ugh!" emphasizing her impatience with her older sister.
"What I mean is, " Ruby continued, daring her sister to interrupt, "Is that Blake took a big leap showing her true self to you."
Yang raised an eyebrow, but didn't interrupt. Ruby knew what her sister was asking anyway.
"Weiss told me about it, after Blake told her." Ruby explained. "Anyway, I know you said you briefly mentioned your... carefree dating style to her before, but I don't think you really went into detail."
Yang wrinkled her nose in distaste. "I really doubt that a still-virgin girl who's currently questioning her own sexuality really wants to hear about my past dating experiences." Yang said, shaking her head. "I really don't think that's the way to light her fire, if you know what I mean."
Ruby scoffed, attempting to free her wrists from Yang's hands. Yang merely tightened her grip slightly, wiggling her hips on Ruby's stomach as she made herself more comfortable.
"Oof, you weigh a ton."
Yang ground her teeth together as she leaned back, taking her weight off her knees a bit to press even more of her weight against Ruby.
"Oh God I take it back, get off me you lump!" Ruby yelled. Yang 'hmph'ed, then leaned forward over her sister, lifting a bit of her weight off the younger girl. Still, she held a firm grip on Ruby's wrists.
"I moreso meant that you should explain the reasoning behind what you did and why." Ruby went on, once she had regained her breath.
Yang sighed deeply, releasing one of Ruby's wrists to run her fingers through messy golden locks.
"I... don't know if she's ready for that. I don't know if I'm ready for that."
Ruby shrugged with her free shoulder, reaching up to touch absent-mindedly at the piercing under her eye.
"If you're not ready to tell her that, you're definitely not ready to try to convince her to sleep with you."
Yang's face twisted into one of displeasure once more.
"Why do you get to make that call?" Yang asked. Then her voice rose a bit as another thought occurred to her. "And why do you think that's all I'm after? And why do you care?"
Ruby stuck her tongue out at her older sister for a second, before grinning.
"Remember when you were worried that me messing with Weiss would ruin it for you and Blake? Well, that goes both ways, you know. If you aren't fully committed to this, emotionally and physically, and it goes bad for Blake and you, then Weiss and I will be over before we can have any real fun."
Yang pursed her lips together, mind whirling.
"And you think I'm the shallow sex deviant." She muttered.
Ruby laughed at that.
"I think Weiss knows that I'm just here to play." She said. "But Blake... I think she's actually in love with you. I can't stand by and do nothing while you rush in and fuck it all up."
"I wouldn't have fucked it up!" Yang replied indignantly.
Ruby rolled her eyes. "Right. Of course. Whatever. All I'm saying, is I think it would be beneficial to try to slow things down a bit, and it couldn't hurt to explain to her what I meant by my comment about your truck earlier. And I know you know what I'm talking about."
Yang was silent for a moment, before looking her sister in the eye.
"Think she'll be mad?" Yang asked softly.
"Think she'll hate me?"
Ruby contemplated the question for a minute, before shrugging once more.
"Maybe."
Yang flinched lightly at the despondent answer.
"But probably not. How could she, when you're opening yourself up to her?"
Yang inhaled slowly, raising an eyebrow as she slowly rolled off her sister, freeing her.
"Let's hope you're right about this."
Ruby sat up, licking her lips as she formulated her response. As she was about to reply, however, her phone buzzed softly from across the room.
Her attention drawn away from the conversation at hand, she pushed herself up off the bed and made her way over to it where it lay face down on the carpet. Picking it up, she turned it over to find a single message from Weiss waiting for her.
A smile spread across her face, before she tossed her phone onto Yang's bed, which was closer. Grabbing her shirt from where she had discarded it earlier, she pulled it over her head before moving toward the door.
Yang glanced at her questioningly, but Ruby merely held up a finger to her lips, indicating silence.
Quietly opening the door, the girl slipped out and disappeared.
Ruby shut the door behind her, glancing to her right, and then to the left. Just as she began to wonder if she should have brought her phone in case there was a change in plans, she spotted a door opening at the far end of the hallway.
A silver-haired girl appeared, moving down the hallway on silent feet toward Ruby. Ruby grinned, opening her arms for a hug as Weiss drew near.
"Did you miss me al-" Ruby was cut off as Weiss crashed into her, silencing her by pressing her lips tightly against Ruby's.
Caught off guard, Ruby stumbled back against the wall beside the door to her room, hoping that the mild thump didn't draw the attention of Yang. Now she was trapped between the wall and Weiss, who was pressing herself up against Ruby in a hungry, needy fashion.
Ruby found herself getting lost in the feeling of Weiss' soft lips pressed against her own, and she let her eyes slide closed as she wrapped her arms around the other girl's waist. Pulling Weiss close, Ruby deepened the kiss as Weiss let her body relax against Ruby's, her hands tightly clutching the fabric of Ruby's hastily thrown on shirt.
As swiftly as Weiss had started it, she was ending it. Pulling away much too soon for Ruby's liking, Ruby let a soft whine of dejection escape her throat to vocalize her displeasure as Weiss reached up one dainty hand to cover her mouth. Slowly she looked Ruby up and down, taking in her disheveled shirt and black panties leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
There was silence between them as Ruby forced her breathing to slow, catching her breath. Just as she was about to speak again, however, Weiss beat her to it.
"Maybe tomorrow night will go a little better."
Weiss didn't wait for an answer before spinning on her heel and moving back toward her room. Ruby watched her retreat, a dazed expression on her face as she tried to piece together exactly what had happened.
Once there, Weiss took one last glance back at Ruby over her shoulder. Throwing her a wink and blowing her a kiss, Weiss disappeared into her room before Ruby could collect her thoughts and formulate a response.
Blake awoke abruptly the next morning, a strange feeling of something wrong pervading her senses. As she blinked the sleep from her eyes and raised her head from her pillow to glance around Weiss' room, she realized that the subtle sense of dread eating away at her stomach was the result of last night.
Yang had sent her a few texts earlier in the night once they had gone to their separate rooms, but she hadn't felt much like talking.
Now, as she sat up and brushed her hair from her face, she grabbed her phone as she tilted her head back, baring her teeth in a wide yawn.
After having a sleep on it, she felt rather foolish about her behaviour last night. She hadn't really given Yang a chance to explain her sister's choice of wording, and overall the whole thing seemed rather silly.
Still, if anyone knew Yang, it would be her sister Ruby, and Yang had admitted in the past to being... indiscriminately sexually active.
It was painfully confusing to Blake. One part of her wondered if it were even any of her business what Yang had done, but another part of her that adored the girl reminded her that they were officially dating now, a jolt of adrenaline shooting through her veins and darkening her face at the thought.
'Yang is my girlfriend.'
The thought had her biting her bottom lip in apprehension as she had to remind herself that she wasn't imagining it.
The beautiful, vibrant, wonderfully thoughtful girl was actually going out with her.
Blake glanced down at the phone in her hand that she realized she was attempting to crush to pieces, and she relaxed her grip on it, turning it over in her hands until she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the darkened screen.
Activating the device, she saw that she had one unread message from Yang from the night before.
'Goodnight babe. Can't wait to see you in the morning.'
Blake let her sore bottom lip slip from between her fangs as she smiled, keying in a quick response.
She had barely sent it when her phone vibrated insistently with Yang's reply.
'Yeah, you're the only one still in bed. Ruby and I are down in the kitchen watching Weiss make pancakes.'
Blake sighed quietly, reaching up to run a hand through her hair. Closing her eyes, she took a moment to organize her jumbled thoughts before rolling off Weiss' bed and placing her feet on the floor. Throwing aside a thin blanket that clung to her waist, she stood up, clutching her phone tightly in her left hand.
It was a short jaunt down to the kitchen, and when she entered, the first person her eyes sought out was Yang. Evidently the blonde felt the same, as she looked away from Ruby as Blake entered, halting her conversation mid word as she grinned brightly at the raven-haired girl.
Blake felt an overwhelming desire to hug the girl before her and lavish her with kisses, but she pushed the desire down, instead opting to wave at Ruby and greet Weiss before moving over to take an empty seat to the right of Yang. With everyone present in the room, it wasn't difficult to squash the rising desire to express her growing affections.
"Sleep well?" Yang asked, leaning back in her chair as she stretched mightily, reaching up over her head.
Blake shrugged wordlessly, fingertips peeking out of her long sleeves as she reached up to brush a strand of raven hair away from her face. She stared at the table in front of her, a confusing maelstrom of feelings whirring through her.
Yang sighed quietly, dropping her arms to the table in front of her.
Blake looked up at Weiss, who was standing in front of the stove with a spatula in her hand, surveying the three sitting at the table who were looking at her expectantly. Weiss' arms were crossed, and there was no discernible expression on her face as she looked from Blake, to Yang, to finally settling on Ruby's grinning face.
Weiss was unable to maintain eye contact for very long, and with a roll of her eyes to disguise her rising embarrassment, she turned back to the stove.
"What's everyone doing today?" Weiss asked, prodding carefully at the edge of a slowly cooking pancake.
Ruby was the first to pipe up, a loud, "Not a damn thing!" being exclaimed with, what Weiss thought, was just a bit too much pride. The proud declaration quirked the corner of her mouth into a smile, but it went unnoticed by the group behind her.
"I have to go check out a job today." Yang said evenly, drumming the fingers of her left hand on the surface of the table.
Blake felt her heart drop slightly at the revelation, not wanting to be separated from Yang so quickly, but not quite sure how to prolong the time they were spending together.
"Want to come with me?"
Blake's ears twitched underneath her hair, and her head perked up a bit as she glanced to her left.
"I... "
Yang raised an eyebrow at Blake's hesitation, then shrugged.
"You don't have to, if you don't want to. It's just that it's an hour away, and the drive can get boring by myself."
Blake raised her golden gaze from Yang's still drumming fingers to meet her curious lilac gaze, and a shiver passed through her body as she was once again reminded that not too long ago, this wonderful girl had asked her out.
"I'd like that." Blake said quietly, nodding.
"Great!" Yang grinned, clearly pleased with the answer. Taking it as a good sign, Yang slipped her right hand off the table and underneath, reaching over to Blake's lap to find her left hand resting there before grasping it tightly and rubbing her thumb over the back of Blake's hand.
Blake looked away from Yang and back down to the table in front of her, a fierce heat burning the tips of her ears. After a second, however, she gently scooted her chair just a bit closer to Yang, earning a quiet hum of approval from the younger girl.
Yang squeezed Blake's hand, getting the older girl to look up at her. Yang smiled softly, captivating Blake as the girl found herself unable to look away from those intense lilac eyes.
Yang's smile widened, and her nose crinkled ever so cutely as she leaned in a bit. Blake's lips parted ever so slightly, finding herself lost in Yang's beautiful features as the girl found herself slowly drifting closer. Amber eyes flitted down to soft, cherry colored lips before flickering up to get lost once more in Yang's eyes, the vibrant colors drawing her in slowly but surely until-
There was a clattering of plates and silverware in front of them accompanied by Weiss daintily clearing her throat, and Blake jumped back into her seat, tearing her gaze away from Yang to look around and take in her surroundings.
Ruby was leaning her chair back on two legs, her eyebrow raised curiously as she stared at Blake, and Weiss was staring at her with a deadpan expression on her face.
Blake flushed as she realized that she had been about to kiss Yang in front of everyone at the breakfast table, and she pulled her hand out of Yang's as she reached up to pull her hair over her shoulder, obscuring her reddening face from view as she glanced shyly down at the plate full of steaming pancakes that had materialized in front of her.
Yang, for her part, was absolutely shameless, giggling quietly to herself as she pulled a plate of pancakes closer to her.
"Thanks, Weiss!" Yang chirped happily, grabbing her fork and aggressively stabbing at the stack of pancakes.
Beside her, Ruby pretended to wretch, gaining Weiss' attention.
"Dry pancakes, she's such a savage." Ruby explained, grimacing as she reached for a bottle of syrup in the middle of the table.
Weiss sighed, shaking her head, and pulled out a chair across from Ruby as she sat down. Her plate contained a modest two lightly browned, fluffy pancakes in comparison to Ruby and Yang's plate of five each.
Reaching for the butter, it was the only addition Weiss made to her breakfast as she snuck curious glances at Ruby as the silver-eyed younger girl drowned her pancakes in syrup.
"Ahh, I see no breakfast is complete without diabetes." Weiss said dryly, popping a small chunk of lightly buttered pancake into her mouth and chewing slowly.
Ruby looked up as she used her fork to spread the sugary liquid over her pancakes, eyes landing on Weiss' plain pancakes. They widened slightly, before Ruby grinned.
"Wanna try some?"
Weiss shook her head, but despite her protests, Ruby stood up, picking up her plate and extending it toward Weiss.
"You know you wanna! Just give it a small lick, Weiss!"
Weiss leaned back in her seat, reaching out to push the plate away.
"Ruby, I can assure you, I'm fine without having a taste."
Ruby snickered, but didn't relent. Using her fork to cut a piece off, she slowly extended it toward Weiss, who seemed to shrink back in her seat away from the syrup soaked cake.
"Ruby, get that disgusting thing away from me!" Weiss' voice raised from a calm tone to a panicked shriek as Ruby laughed, but still she didn't let up.
"Better eat it Weiss, before it drips onto your clothing!" Ruby teased in a sing-song voice. Sure enough, droplets of syrup were beginning to collect on one of the tines of the fork, threatening to fall off and create a sticky mess.
Light blue eyes widened imperceptibly at the threat of mess, and there was an instant where Weiss ground her teeth together, a grimace marring her features before she leaned forward and snatched up the offered morsel, gripping it between her teeth and pulling it from the fork in one smooth movement. It dissolved into a pool of sugar in her mouth, the overbearing sweetness flooding her taste buds, and she leaned forward once more and stuck out her tongue, slowly licking the back of the fork from shaft to tines. As her tongue reached the tip, she dipped her head and took it into her mouth, gently swiping her tongue across the warm surface as she sought out every last bit of syrup. When she was satisfied, she released the fork, tilting her head to the side and throwing a subtle wink at a stunned Ruby.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she settled back in her chair as she fixed Ruby with a pointed stare, one perfectly shaped eyebrow raising slightly and a grin toying with the corners of her mouth as she studied the seemingly transfixed girl still leaning over the table.
"Happy?" Weiss asked, parting her pale lips slightly to pass her soft pink tongue over her bottom lip to lick up every last drop of sticky syrup.
Ruby blinked a few times, before shaking her head and slowly sinking back into her chair.
"Uh... yeah."
Weiss smiled, reaching up with her right hand to run her fingers through her pony-tailed hair.
"Good." Was her simple reply as she picked up her fork with her left hand to resume eating.
There was silence for a moment as Yang and Blake looked at each other before glancing back to Weiss, then Ruby spoke up once more.
"So... how was it?"
Weiss glanced up from her plate once more, looking at Yang, before sliding her sharp gaze over to Ruby. There was an unrecognizable look in her eyes as she contemplated her answer for a moment.
"I wouldn't be against having another taste."
