Of Sunsets and Night Skies
Chapter Fifty: Something Different Part 11
Bumblebee, White Rose
Yang leaned against the front door as she slipped into her shoes, reaching up to run her hands through her hair and gather it into a messy ponytail before securing it with an elastic. Once she was ready, she put her hand on the door handle, giving it a twist but keeping the door closed as she glanced over to Blake.
"Ready?"
Blake nodded, slipping her phone into her back pocket.
"Ready." She confirmed.
Yang grinned, pulling open the front door.
"Let's go!" Grabbing Blake's hand, she started out, but was quickly jerked back inside by the raven-haired girl.
"Er... Blake?"
Blake peeked her head out the door, then scowled darkly at the grey clouds flooding the skies.
"It's raining." She muttered, pulling her hand out of Yang's and folding her arms across her chest.
Yang looked at her quizzically, not quite understanding the problem.
"Yeah, so?" She inquired.
Blake glared at her, hunching her shoulders up as a cool breeze wafted in from the open doorway.
"I hate the rain."
Yang laughed at the dark look on Blake's face, before leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to the top of her head before she could shy away.
"Okay, but do you really hate the rain?" Yang asked, "Or do you just hate getting wet?"
Blake took a moment to contemplate the question.
"Is there a difference?" She finally asked.
Yang grinned her trademark grin, the one that, more than once, made Blake quite literally weak in the knees.
Blake's scowl lessened a bit, and she tilted her head to the side a bit as she studied her favourite blonde.
"I'll be right back." Yang offered, before dashing out into the rain. Blake couldn't organize her thoughts and formulate a response before Yang was climbing into the back of her truck, the rain pattering down onto her unprotected back and neck as she popped open her silver job box and began digging through it.
Blake watched with mild curiosity as Yang grabbed something, balling it up before slamming the lid to her job box closed. Vaulting effortlessly over the side of her box, Yang's feet slammed into the wet pavement with a loud 'Thwack!', the kind that made Blake wince in sympathy as if she could feel the sharp pains shooting up her shins.
Yang didn't seem to feel anything though as she bounded toward the house, the item she had grabbed tucked safely under her shirt. Once she crossed the threshold and was completely out of the rain, she pushed her damp bangs out of her face and smirked at Blake.
"Try this on." She said, pulling the item out from underneath her shirt.
Blake looked down at it, slowly reaching out and taking it from her. Shaking it out and holding it up, she quickly realized it was a black hoodie with bright yellow and silver reflective stripes across the back and down the front.
Across the back in big block letters read, "Xiao-Long Safety Consultation"
Blake hesitated a moment, looking from the sweater up to Yang, who nodded.
Shaking it out, she flipped it right side up before slipping her arms inside and pulling it over her head.
As she pulled it down to her waist, her head popping out, she was met by Yang's grinning visage.
Yang stepped a bit closer, reaching up to grab the front of the hoodie. Pulling Blake toward her, Yang caught the raven-haired girl off guard, eliciting a short yelp from the girl before Yang silenced her with a kiss.
It was short in it's duration, but no less intense than any of the other ones, and Blake found her thoughts came to a grinding halt as Yang's lips pressed feverishly against her own. Unable to move, unable to form coherent thoughts, Blake melted against Yang, pressing her body tightly against the blonde as Yang released the soft, worn fabric of her hoodie in favour of wrapping her arms around Blake's waist.
Blake responded in kind, bringing her hands up to caress Yang's strong arms for a moment before moving on to grip her shoulders tightly.
Blake's grip on Yang's shoulders was quite weak by the time Yang released her, playfully biting Blake's bottom lip and grinning in response to the shiver that passed through the demure girl. Carefully, Yang reached up to run her fingers through Blake's hair, mindful of her taped down ears as she straightened the girl's messy locks.
"You know... " Yang murmured softly, staring at Blake as her fingers ghosted over the edges of Blake's human ears, "You look somehow even more perfect with my name on you."
Unable to control her embarrassment any longer, it was at this point that Blake's pale face burst into flames, a red tint flaring across her cheeks as she pulled away, gaze dropping to the floor. Yang giggled quietly, and slowly pulled away in an attempt to release the girl, but Blake reached up and covered Yang's hand with her own, pressing Yang's cool hand to her rapidly heating cheek.
They stayed like that for a moment, Blake staring at the floor and Yang staring at Blake, before Yang leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of Blake's head, right between her ears.
"C'mon, let's get moving." Yang said quietly. Blake nodded minutely, releasing Yang's hand but refusing to raise her head to meet the blonde's gaze.
Yang took Blake's hand, threading their fingers together before leading the older girl outside.
With her free hand, Blake flicked the hood up over her head, protecting herself from the falling rain.
Weiss regarded Ruby carefully as the younger girl approached her, a smug look on her face and a glass of milk in her hand.
"What do you look so pleased for?" Weiss asked guardedly as Ruby carefully sat down on the couch beside her.
There was a respectable distance separating them, but Weiss wasn't sure it would last long.
Ruby, for her part, glanced sideways at Weiss with those enticing silver eyes, raising the glass to her lips and taking a measured sip.
There was silence for a moment as Ruby swallowed, licking her upper lip before leaning forward and setting her glass of milk down on an ornate cherrywood coffee table.
Instantly, Weiss leaned forward and picked it up, setting it back down on an onyx drink coaster.
Ruby smirked, then shook her head.
"Sorry." She said wryly.
Weiss shrugged.
"Force of habit." Was her reply.
"So... we're alone for a while, yeah?"
Instantly Weiss tensed, bracing herself for any advances Ruby intended on making.
"Oh, relax." Ruby drawled, instantly noticing the way Weiss seemed to shrink in upon herself.
A bit vexed at Ruby's instant, accurate diagnosis, Weiss pulled her shoulders back and sat a little straighter, ignoring the younger girl's words.
"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" Ruby asked.
Weiss regarded Ruby with an inscrutable look, contemplating her response to the raven-haired girl.
"I suppose a movie couldn't hurt."
Ruby hummed softly, glancing teasingly at Weiss from the corner of her eye as she reached for the remotes on the coffee table.
"No, but you sure can, if you want."
Weiss froze, unsure of which of her several knee-jerk reactions would be most approriate.
Mild embarrassment and indignation warred with schooled dismissive indifference, and unsure of exactly which one to unleash upon the strange girl beside her, Weiss' mind settled for freezing in place, mouth parted slightly in preparation for a response that never came.
Ruby giggled softly, tucking her legs up underneath her as she scooted closer to Weiss, leaning against the older girl and resting her head on Weiss' shoulder.
"Since I didn't hear you protesting!" Ruby said in a sing-song voice, reaching out and dropping the remotes into Weiss' lap as she latched her hands around Weiss' arm.
The contact unfroze the silver-haired girl, and she made an attempt to elbow Ruby off of her.
Ruby barely budged.
"Well, that was... an attempt." Ruby allowed, choosing her words carefully.
"I don't want to hurt you." Weiss said curtly, attempting again to shove the girl off of her.
They both knew she wasn't trying very hard, however.
Ruby hummed, nuzzling against Weiss' arm.
"Whenever you're done putting up the illusion of resistance, you can pick a show and then cuddle with me."
Weiss ground her teeth together, mild annoyance beginning to fester beneath her skin.
"Get off." Weiss said shortly, nudging Ruby a bit harder this time.
At that, Ruby reluctantly sat up, fixing Weiss with a wide-eyed silver puppy dog pout.
"Really?" Ruby asked softly, her voice wavering slightly.
Weiss narrowed sky blue eyes at the girl for a moment.
Ruby stuck out her bottom lip a bit further, tilting her head as silky, smooth strands slipped from her shoulder to her chest.
Weiss sighed in defeat, lifting up her arm and making a come here motion.
"... No."
Ruby grinned, diving into Weiss' side and nuzzling happily against the girl even as she falsely protested the contact.
"What do you want to watch, Weiss?" Ruby asked, dragging her fingertips up and down Weiss' thigh.
Blue eyes glanced from the television, to Ruby's busy hand, then back to the television.
"I'm... not sure." Weiss muttered softly.
"We could continue that show from last night." Ruby suggested.
Weiss looked away from the television to glance at Ruby.
From this angle, Weiss got a good look at Ruby's soft button nose, beautiful wide silver eyes and silky smooth skin mostly unmarred by anything other than the silver piercing beneath her right eye.
Realizing she was staring, and that Ruby had said something, Weiss tore her gaze away, suddenly very conscious of Ruby's warmth pressed into her side.
Turning her gaze back to the television mounted on the far wall, she tried to ignore the feeling of Ruby's fingertips skittering up and down her leg.
"Uhh... would it be fair to skip ahead of your sister and Blake?" Weiss asked, suddenly finding it difficult to concentrate.
Ruby shrugged, her shoulder gently pressing into Weiss' ribcage.
"I'm sure we could find something to occupy us while they catch up."
Weiss shifted slightly, her left arm draped over Ruby's shoulder tightening slightly around the girl. Her fingertips inadvertently brushed against Ruby's chest, and the girl chuckled softly.
"Yeah, stuff like that."
Weiss' hand closed into a fist and she made to remove it from Ruby's shoulders, but the girl was faster, reaching up to grab Weiss' hand and hold it in place.
Weiss concentrated on the feeling of Ruby's fingers around her wrist, and after a moment, she allowed her fist to relax. Instantly Ruby threaded their fingers together, holding onto Weiss' hand gently.
Letting her body relax slightly, Weiss turned back to the television and selected the last episode of the show they had left off on.
Blake reclined the seat a bit, leaning back and nuzzling into the warm, comfortable sweater Yang had given to her earlier. Burying her face in the fabric, she could catch teasing hints of Yang's scent in the fabric, evidence that she had worn it at some point in the last little while. The scent was faint, probably a few months old at this point, but still present, and every time her sensitive nose caught a trace of it, it brought with it a myriad of warm, pleasant feelings that cascaded through her chest. Beside her, Yang glanced over and chuckled quietly.
"You like that sweater, eh?"
Blake nodded, her nose still buried in the collar.
"It smells like you and I love it." She said quietly, her voice muffled somewhat by the hoodie over her nose and mouth.
Yang hummed softly, having heard the softly spoken words.
"You're welcome to hold onto it for as long as you like, then."
Beneath the sweater, Blake smiled happily. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply. The faintest traces of a different scent reached her nose, and Blake's brows furrowed slightly as she opened her eyes. Raising her hands up, she readjusted the fabric before sniffing again, and there, close to the right side of the collar, was the barest hints of an unknown scent.
It didn't smell like Ruby, Blake thought, releasing her grip on the sweater, but she couldn't rule out another family member.
'Or a lover.' That dark part of her mind insisted.
Scowling, Blake forced that part of her mind away, instead choosing to focus on a different issue.
"So... " She began hesitantly, garnering Yang's attention as the blonde pressed a button on her steering wheel, engaging cruise control.
"So?" Yang prompted, after a second of silence. She glanced to her right, noticing that Blake seemed to have slouched down in her seat a bit, practically burying her face in the black sweater and staring at the dash in front of her.
"This is probably gonna sound pretty stupid, " Blake murmured, "But I was wondering what Ruby meant by that comment yesterday."
Yang sighed softly, having anticipated this. Blake looked up quickly at the sigh, mistakenly interpreting it as exasperation.
"Sorry." She said quickly, "I was just-"
Yang glanced at her and smiled gently.
"Don't worry Blake, I kind of expected it. Ruby told me I should talk to you about it, so... just hear me out, and try not to be too mad, okay?"
Blake nodded slowly, wondering exactly what it was that she wasn't supposed to get mad at. Countless scenarios ran through her mind, and that negative part of her that thought that Yang was too good for her insisted that it had to do with the strange scent lingering on the hoodie that was wrapped around her body.
"Okay." She said quietly.
Yang was silent for a moment as she organized her thoughts, tapping her fingers on her leather wrapped steering wheel to the sound of the music that emanated from the radio.
After a moment she reached out and shut the radio off. The only sound that could be heard in the cab was the muted roar of the diesel engine, and the persistent hum of the thick, knobby mudding tires against asphalt.
"Okay, well... a few years ago, when I was just forming my company and trying to get everything off the ground, I spent a lot of time on it. Like, a LOT of time."
Blake nodded silently to show she was paying attention, but otherwise didn't interrupt.
"There was someone I was seeing at the time, and they grew to resent the time I spent forming the company. They were sure it was going to fail within the first year, and didn't like that I essentially put our relationship on hold in order to pursue this dream I had."
"They didn't support you?" Blake asked quietly, risking a glance up at Yang.
Yang exhaled softly through her nose, a disappointed sigh.
"At first, yeah. But, nothing ever comes easy, you know? It wasn't smooth sailing at first. I neared bankruptcy several times, and to be honest, I spend more time near the waterline than I'd like to, even now. One or two missed payments, and it's all over for me. It's hard, I'm barely established, and I have to constantly chase work. My name isn't big enough to draw clients to me, so I have to seek them out. It's expensive and time consuming, and it's kind of why this summer home deal with Weiss is working out so well for me. My name, attached to the Schnee name, is a bit of a godsend. This has the potential to bring in a lot of work for me."
Blake nodded slowly, unsure of what the connection was. Still, she patiently listened.
"Anyway, I'm digressing." Yang explained, reaching up to her rearview mirror and pressing a button. Instantly the small glass screen changed from a compass display to a fuel economy display, and she bit her lip as she glanced over the numbers.
"The point is, I really liked that person, and it kind of broke my heart when we split up."
Blake pursed her lips together, a streak of anger lighting through her veins at the thought of anyone making Yang upset.
"Well, not kind of." Yang's voice lowered as she turned away from Blake, looking out her driver's side window at the passing scenery.
"It really broke my heart. It was the worst."
Blake, unable to hear any more, reached out and gently grasped Yang's free hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.
Yang looked back at her and smiled, but it didn't quite reach her sad lilac eyes as she returned her gaze to the road stretching out in front of her.
"I carried on anyway, building my company the way I saw fit. But, I always thought about that person. It ate at me until work picked up enough to keep my thoughts vacant of them, and when the money began rolling in, I reinvented myself."
Blake had an inkling of where this was going, but not sure enough to assume anything on Yang's part, so she stayed silent.
"When the first few cheques hit the bank account, I had a taste of what my hard work could do. I hunted around the dealerships until I saw this truck, and when I talked to them about financing it as a company vehicle, they were tripping over themselves to get me approved for whatever I wanted regardless of my young age. My healthy bank account and good credit helped a lot too."
Blake smiled a bit at that, glancing around the truck that had become synonymous with Yang.
"Shortly after that, I hit a string of small, easy jobs. Nothing major, nothing to establish me as a competent, well known individual, but man, did I ever think I was the boss."
Blake's smiled widened a bit more at the wistful tone.
"I was still in the midst of recovering from my heart break, and I had what was, to me at the time, a ton of money in the bank. I went a little crazy, and for a while I had whatever I wanted. If I saw someone I liked, it was easy to convince them to come home with me. In an attempt to put my broken heart behind me, I ended up... being a bit of a slut, honestly."
Blake winced at the words, sensing that Yang had been trying to avoid wording it so, but there was no real way around it.
"Not that there's anything inherently wrong with that, I mean, if that's what you're into, then fill yer boots, I guess." Yang reached up to thread her fingers through soft blonde locks, thinking about her next words.
"It wasn't wrong, but... it wasn't right for me. That wasn't who I was. I'm not the shallow, materialistic, fuck-anything-that-moves type of person. I don't enjoy one-upping everyone in the room with the bigger truck, the bigger bank account, the better conquests, but for a while, that's who I was."
Blake clucked her tongue sympathetically, but the sound was muted by the sweater that she still had her nose buried in, and she doubted that Yang had heard her.
"You know, sometimes I wonder just how much of my terrible personality has influenced Ruby. I try not to discourage her from exploring her sexuality and seeing what it is she likes, especially when she watched me do it for a while, but all I can do is make sure she does it safely, you know? Still, I don't want her to make the same mistakes I made, but I always have some doubt about that because making mistakes is part of growing up."
Silence filled the cab, painfully loud in the absence of Yang's voice.
"It's fucking hard, you know?"
Blake's ears twitched as she caught the waver in Yang's voice and she opened her mouth to say something comforting. Before she could, however, Yang laughed, a bitter tone seeping into her otherwise light and happy tone.
"Every time I see Ruby bring home a different guy or girl, or brag about the latest hot piece of ass she's scored, I see the worst parts of me that I hate, and I regret it. It's those parts of me that keep me from being worth the time of someone like you."
Blake shook her head vehemently, pushing herself up in her seat as she tightened her grip on Yang's hand.
"Yang you can't say that!"
Yang glanced at her wide eyed, caught off guard by Blake's outburst. Blake reached up and tugged down the sweater covering her nose and mouth, her amber eyes burning into startled lilac with an intensity that Yang had never seen before.
"I can't just let you beat yourself up like that!" Blake said, turning sideways in her seat to stare at Yang as the blonde glanced back at the road.
"I know you're not happy about what you did or how you acted, but we all react to a broken heart very differently. I can't say I would have done what you did in your situation, but I've never been in love like that before. Just because you took home a few guys or girls or whatever doesn't negate all the good things about you. You're incredibly smart, a hard worker with a vision and a drive to do what you want despite what others say. If that person that you loved couldn't stay by your side throughout everything, then, I'm sorry to say it, but, they weren't good enough for you."
Yang flinched a bit at that, her eyes clouding over as she got a distant, disconnected look in her eyes.
Blake's tone softened a bit as she realized what she had said, but she refused to give up.
"I don't know what you were expecting me to say, or how you expected me to react, but I can't be mad at you for it. It's obvious that you hate yourself more than anyone else ever could, but I can't."
Blake reached out and gently caressed Yang's cheek, her voice softening as she carefully chose her next words.
"Not when every decision you've ever made eventually lead you to me."
Yang stared at the road for a minute, blinking unshed tears from her eyes as she attempted to put a lid on her emotions. The only indication she gave that she heard Blake's words was the way she held Blake's hand tightly in her own, refusing to let go.
Blake, for her part, kept her gaze on Yang's profile, absorbing every detail about the beautiful girl before her.
They travelled like that for a while, Blake staring at Yang and Yang staring at the road. Silence stretched out between them, but it wasn't awkward, and neither seemed to mind.
It was some time later when Yang's GPS dinged, jerking Blake out of her daydreams as Yang's hand slipped from hers. Yang reached up and pressed a few buttons, then leaned back in her seat and yawned.
As she passed the back of her hand over her eyes to dispel unshed tears, she shifted a bit in her seat in an attempt to wake up.
"So, when we get to site, I'll get you to stick close to me and-"
Yang gently lifted the top of the center console that made up part of the middle seat that was folded down between them and retrieved a small clipboard with a few papers attached.
"-Just glare at everything and everyone and every once in a while, pretend to write something down on this here board. If anyone looks at you, stare at their tools or ladders or something, shake your head disapprovingly, and write something down."
Blake had to hold back a bark of laughter at the ridiculous command, and she took the clipboard from Yang, turning it right side up and glancing down at the paper on it.
"What if someone talks to me or asks me something?" Blake asked, eyes roaming over the paper as she took in the almost other-worldly language.
"Refer them to me, just tell them you don't associate with their kind."
Blake rolled her eyes, reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear.
"That makes me sound like kind of a bitch, Yang."
Yang glanced sideways at her as she stepped on the brake, the loud growl of the diesel motor dying out as she began slowing down.
"Hey, unless you have the answers to their questions, then by all means, let 'er fly."
Blake bounced the edge of the clipboard on her knees a bit as Yang flicked on her turn signal, moving into the deceleration lane along the side of the highway.
"Fair enough." Blake allowed. "Do I need any foolish looking safety gear? You are a safety company, after all."
Yang reached toward a row of buttons beneath her radio and pressed one. Instantly, the engine revs shot up, and Blake was thrown forward in her seat, stopped only by her seatbelt as the engine brake engaged.
Blake was glad her ears were pinned flat against her head underneath her hair as an ungodly roar filled the cabin, and she was sure that her face was contorted into a hilarious expression of slight fear and bewilderment. Yang glanced at her amusedly, lips twitching as she attempted to suppress a smile, and once Blake pushed herself back into her seat, she narrowed her golden eyes playfully at Yang.
"I'm glad you thought that wa-"
Yang held up a hand, and Blake fell silent, eyebrows curving up questioningly. Yang twisted her wrist around to point at her dash, and on cue, her truck downshifted again, jerking roughly as the renewed noise assaulted Blake's ears. Blake was sure that Yang was trying to put her through the windshield now, and braced herself in her seat until the deceleration lessened a bit.
Now slowed to an acceptable speed, Yang gently slid her palm around the steering wheel, turning off the highway and onto the side road that would lead them to site.
"God, I love that Pac brake." Yang said, releasing the brake and getting back onto the throttle.
Blake said nothing as the monstrous diesel torque pushed her back into her seat, and a glance in the extended tow mirror on her side showed black clouds of diesel exhaust rolling into the sky.
"What's the point of it trying to put you through the windshield?" Blake asked, readjusting herself in the comfortable leather seat.
Yang glanced at her, eyebrow raised.
"'Cuz it's awesome?"
Blake returned the look, shaking her head playfully.
"Eh... is it, though?"
Yang gasped, reaching forward to pat the dash of her truck affectionately.
"She didn't mean that babe, she's just jealous, that's all." Yang murmured, garnering an undignified snort of laughter from Blake.
Yang chuckled at the sound as Blake covered her mouth with her sleeve, looking away out the window as her cheeks burned.
"It's actually for towing a trailer, it helps slow down you and your load when the trailer wants to push you. It's incredibly helpful, actually, for almost any size trailer." Yang said after a moment, reaching out to shut off the exhaust brake.
Blake twisted around in her seat, looking out the tinted back window.
"Huh. Strange. I don't see a trailer."
Yang smirked.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is the size of the trailer in her heart."
Blake turned to stare at Yang, unblinking as she attempted to process what Yang had said. Slowly, she reached out and put her hand on the door handle.
"Do you want me to hop out and give you two some time alone?" Blake asked.
Yang turned her head toward Blake to throw her a wink, baring her teeth in a cheeky grin.
"You could, but I don't know what you'd do with yourself for such a long time."
Blake scoffed, tilting her head down to nuzzle against the fabric of Yang's sweater as she snuck a whiff of her scent.
"Four minutes isn't 'a long time.'" Blake retorted.
Yang opened her mouth to respond, but her usually quick wit failed her, and she sighed in defeat.
"I... uh... fuck."
Blake laughed, reaching out to gently pat Yang's shoulder as her GPS beeped again, Yang slowing down even further as she spotted the driveway she needed approaching on the left.
"I'll get you back for that," Yang assured her, spinning the steering wheel to the left with ease as she guided the behemoth of a truck up the narrow driveway.
Blake reached down and popped the latch to her seatbelt, throwing it off her shoulder as she pushed herself up in her seat. Leaning over the folded down jump seat between them, she pressed her lips against Yang's cheek in a soft kiss before settling back down in her seat.
"I'll be looking forward to it."
The remote clattered to the floor, but neither girl paid it much attention as Ruby pushed Weiss down onto her back. Weiss, for her part, scooted down on the couch, making room for the younger girl as Ruby carefully straddled Weiss' hips. Weiss reached up and grabbed a handful of Ruby's red tipped hair, pulling her down until their lips pressed hungrily together. Her other hand came up and caressed the back of Ruby's neck, holding the younger girl in place as Weiss hungrily kissed her, wasting no time in biting Ruby's bottom lip and forcing her tongue inside her mouth.
Ruby moaned weakly as Weiss assaulted her lips, her fists tangling in the fabric of Weiss' shirt. After a moment, Ruby could no longer handle the painful attention Weiss was lavishing on her lips, and she pulled back, wincing slightly as she grinned wryly.
"For someone who didn't want to do anything, you're awfully aggressive." Ruby teased, reaching up to prod tenderly at her sensitive bottom lip.
Weiss' sharp blue eyes flicked back and forth between Ruby's muted silver, studying the girl as she slowly licked her bottom lip.
"You have prior experience with just how aggressive I can be." Weiss taunted, desire clouding her normally bright blue eyes as her gaze fell from Ruby's inviting lips to her tightly clothed body.
The girl nodded, tilting her head to the side as she reached up to pull her hair over her left shoulder.
"I'm not complaining, that's for sure." Ruby's voice was soft, but Weiss had no problem hearing her.
Artificial light glinted off the piercing beneath her right eye as Ruby shifted, rocking her hips slightly as she adjusted her position on top of Weiss. Weiss bit her bottom lip but said nothing, eyes roaming all over Ruby's body as the girl reached down to the hem of her shirt.
Her fingers found the edge, and in one smooth motion Ruby had stripped the shirt off over her head, throwing it to the floor. A second later and her deft fingers unclasped her bra, sliding it off her shoulders and tossing it toward her shirt as she bared her chest to Weiss. Weiss' gaze dropped to Ruby's breasts hungrily, desire clear on her features as Ruby rubbed her hands over her chest, tilting her head back as she massaged herself gently.
"How rough are you going to be with me tonight, Weiss?" Ruby asked quietly, her voice taking on a slightly breathless quality as cupped her breasts, covering her nipples from Weiss' view.
Weiss didn't bother with a response. At least, not a verbal one.
The silver-haired girl reached up and grabbed Ruby by the shoulders, pulling her back down into a heated kiss. Weiss once again forced her tongue into Ruby's mouth, however, this time she met much less resistance as it seemed Ruby was ready for it. Sliding her tongue against Ruby's, her soft moan of pleasure was barely audible in comparison to the pleased sound that Ruby made.
Searching hands cavorted across Ruby's back, sliding from her hard shoulders down to prominent shoulder blades. Fingers curling into raking claws, Weiss dragged her nails down Ruby's back, following the narrowing curve of Ruby's waist to slightly wider hips.
Ruby certainly didn't have the typical full figure of a mature, developed woman, but her tight, lithe body was no less arousing for Weiss as she slipped her hand underneath the waistband of Ruby's pants, cupping her butt and pulling their bodies together a bit tighter.
Ruby's legs gave out at that moment, and she dropped fully onto Weiss, running her hands up the sides of Weiss' face to grasp at her soft, silken hair. Weiss didn't even register the slight tugging at her hair, too immersed in the feeling of Ruby's body underneath her hands.
The broke the heated kiss for a moment, Ruby breathing deeply to catch her breath as she stared down at Weiss. Weiss was barely winded, instead staring at Ruby with an oddly predatory look in her eyes. There was a hunger etched clear on her face, and Ruby had the distinct feeling that her body was the only thing on the menu.
The thought thrilled her, sending waves of excitement pounding through her veins as butterflies took flight in her stomach.
She'd never had anyone look at her the way Weiss was looking at her, and it was a strangely exciting feeling.
The break in the passionate kiss didn't last long, Weiss sitting up and wrapping her arms around Ruby's hips. Pulling the girl a bit closer into her lap, Weiss leaned forward and began placing soft kisses across Ruby's chest, focusing on her sharply defined collarbones as she nipped and licked at Ruby's sensitive skin.
Ruby tilted her head back, losing herself in the alternating sensation of pain and pleasure as Weiss administered her own brand of attention on the younger girl. Reaching up, Ruby grabbed Weiss' shoulders before slowly sliding her hands up to caress the back of her neck.
A soft gasp broke the silence as Ruby felt Weiss' hot, panting breath ghost over her throat a second before her warm, wet tongue slid up the side of her neck, from collarbone to jawbone.
Soft kisses seemed to burn Ruby's skin as Weiss worked her way back down, stopping only suck gently at her skin near her shoulder before her sharp teeth nipped their way back up to her earlobe.
"God, Weiss, you're driving me insane... " Ruby panted, blunt fingernails digging into the back of Weiss' neck.
Weiss didn't bother with a verbal response. Instead, she slipped her right hand around Ruby's waist, once more sneaking underneath the waistband of her jeans even as her left hand deftly popped the button loose on the front of Ruby's jeans, relaxing the waistband and giving Weiss more room to play.
Now with the waistband of Ruby's jeans giving her some leeway, Weiss shoved her hand deep down the back of Ruby's pants, groping the girl shamelessly.
"Should- nghh... should we move to your bedroom?" Ruby asked, voice roughening as her breathing deepened.
Weiss shook her head, her lips still attached to the side of Ruby's throat. She could feel Ruby's increasing heartbeat pounding through her carotid artery just below the surface, and the thought drove her wild with need as she flicked her tongue over the skin she was sucking on.
"Won't make it." Weiss growled, releasing Ruby momentarily as she felt her own desire beginning to cloud her mind.
"Get on the floor." Weiss commanded, removing her hand from Ruby's pants, much to the girl's dismay.
"What?"
Weiss pushed the girl off her, bucking her hips up as she did, and it was sufficient enough to unbalance Ruby, the girl yelping as she threw her hand out to break her fall to the floor.
Weiss twisted to the side, rolling off the couch and falling to her knees on the floor as she leaned over Ruby, who had wound up on her backside, staring up at Weiss as she propped herself up on her elbows.
Weiss leaned forward and pushed aside the remote that had fallen to the floor earlier, before placing her hand on Ruby's chest and giving the girl a gentle shove.
Ruby took the hint, lying flat on her back as Weiss leaned down, pushing herself between Ruby's legs as she once more kissed the girl hard on the mouth.
Ruby wrapped her arms around Weiss' shoulders, pulling Weiss tightly against her body as they kissed, and a second later Weiss began teasingly pushing her hips against Ruby's crotch.
The reaction was immediate as Ruby whined softly into Weiss' mouth. Spreading her legs further and pressing up with her hips to increase the pressure from Weiss' teasing hips, Ruby sought out any kind of contact Weiss was willing to provide.
Weiss smiled against Ruby's lips, pulling her hips back to increase the distance between them. Ruby whined again, a more pathetic one this time, and Weiss broke their kiss, pulling back far enough to mutter, "I'm the one in control, and I'm gonna take my time. If you want it any faster, just try taking it from me."
Ruby shuddered in pleasure as Weiss nipped roughly along her jawline before capturing her lips once more, relenting as she gave herself over to the dominating older girl.
I hope you all are enjoying so far, much more to come soon, including a shift in the White Rose dynamic. It seems so far that any issues between Blake and Yang are easily solved with a bit of communication, but will that always be the case? Who knows?
... Me. I do. I know. And I'm not telling.
If you enjoyed, or even if you didn't, drop me a review and let me know what you think. Thanks all, and have a wonderful holiday season and a fantastic new year.
