pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq
Weiss and I pulled up on Junior's on Fenrir. She clung to me tight the whole way and didn't that make me feel like a man?
"This is the place?" She wondered. Her hands left my chest and I missed them. Her aura was so smooth and crisp. Like a caramel coffee or some custard treat.
"This is Junior's, come on. They'll give me special treatment here."
"Because you're a Professor?"
"Because I'm a dangerous and nigh unstoppable madman pushing past the limits and tripping on hallucinogenics."
"Ah. You pulled the other card."
"Pretty much. I've worked with Junior. He's mostly alright."
"Is he a criminal?"
"He sells information," I waggled a hand and led her up to the bar entrance.
"So kinda. That's how you're coming at this?"
"It's not perfect and they sell drinks and drugs to me. Cut me some slack."
She huffed but fell silent. I pulled her by the hand up to the bar.
"Professor," the man behind the bar greeted me. "Need to talk to Junior?"
"Not tonight. I'd like a private booth and server. I'm here to have a good time."
"Right away."
"What kind of place have you brought me?" Weiss asked as we sat in a private booth. I ordered us a dozen shots to space out throughout the evening, some water, and a handful of cocktails to sip on between shots.
"It's just a club and nothing more."
"This is really more Yang's scene."
"I would argue that's the dance floor. Up here on the second floor we have our own little room. Have a shot with me."
We clinked glasses and Weiss gagged on the alcohol. "Nasty stuff."
"You don't have shots for the flavor. You drink those for the feel."
"And how do they make you feel?"
"A pleasant nausea and dizziness. Relax. Junior won't let anything happen here. We're safe. And we'll talk about whatever you want to talk about."
"Even your Mother?"
"Of course. You have to know you're all I think about sometimes. Of course I'll talk about my parent issues with you if you really want."
"Then let's talk. What does she really do to you?"
"I'm gonna need another shot. I was half hoping you weren't serious. Have a shot with me and suck on one of those cocktails. They won't drink themselves."
I slammed a shot back and took a swallow of a fruity cocktail. Weiss followed suit. I pulled a joint out of my pocket and lit it. I took a long pull and blew it away from Weiss.
"It all started for real when she made me kill Ren and Nora. She just stepped into me and unmade me. She told me to shut up and I nearly bit my tongue off. I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything but obey. She told me to take the relic to her. I broke the spell but that's when I started hearing her voice. I got the sensation of bugs crawling on my skin. In my eyes and ears and throat. Anywhere sensitive, really. Then she started invading my dreams. One time she hit me with the sensation of waking up nine or ten times in a row. It was agony. My sisters make it sound like she can do way worse to us in person but it's almost hard to believe. Saphron told me that I have no idea what she can do to us for real. But sometime I'm gonna have to face her if I ever want to be free. I have to destroy her and scatter her. She sends me nightmares where I drown and burn and am electrocuted or eaten alive. Not recently, more in the past. She hit that fear and pain buttons too many times until they just sort of broke. What is pain? What is pleasure? I'd nearly forgotten until you came back to me."
"I came back to you?" Weiss asked. "You left. You abandoned us."
"I thought I was going to kill you. Forgive me, Weiss. Forgive my fear and weakness. I have bloodlust. When I did hyper I thought I was going to kill someone. That day I left was familiar to that. I had to leave. I had to find solace and the means to rebel against her. I felt her fear now. She has no idea what I can do. But we're connected. She's never been in this position before. It scares her to have such a powerful wayward son."
My joint burnt my fingers because I forgot I lit it.
I cast it to the floor and away.
"Have another shot with me if you're gonna make me talk about this bullshit."
Weiss agreed and swallowed vodka.
I reclined in the booth and put my arm around her and pulled her close to me.
"At least your aura still has the same flavor when you smoke or it would be intolerable," Weiss complained but she didn't move away.
"What do I taste like? I've heard it's like electricity but not much else."
"Torched sugar and ozone," Weiss said immediately.
"Huh. And that's a good smell?"
"It tastes very good. You always had that going for you. Even at Beacon."
"Please don't make me talk about freshman year. You'll make me cringe."
"You?" She asked. "I was such a bitch."
"Not to everyone."
"To you."
"I deserved it. I was such a fake bastard. You just had no tolerance for my bullshit. I don't blame you for it. I always admired how you could see through me."
"Now look at you. No more bullshit."
"Just a different kind. I'm waiting for the day you and Ruby find some other strong and tall man."
She hit my chest in that affectionate way I loved so much. "We will not. There's no one but you. No way. It wouldn't fly."
"I fucking love when you hit me like that," I blurted.
"You love when I hit you?"
"In that affectionate reprimanding way. I love that. I love when you touch me. Like the whole ride here. I can't believe it keeps happening."
"You changed the topic. We were talking about how there was no one but you. We were talking about your mother and the old Beacon days too."
"It's a conversation. It's always shifting. Let's have another shot."
"I am feeling it," Weiss confessed. She took a big gulp of her cocktail and downed some whiskey with me.
"What about your father?"
"My father is such a bastard. He hit me all the time. He didn't want a daughter. He wanted a doll. He made me sing for his galas. He wanted to show me off and then put me away in a closet. If he could have frozen me as a little girl and only let me out for special occasions he would have. I'm convinced that's what he did with my brother. My brother is such a prick. He wanted me to lose my position as the heiress. More for him that way."
"So do you want to kill him?"
"My brother or my father?"
"Either. No judgment."
"Ugh. No. Neither of them are worth it. How about you?"
"My Mother and father for sure. I really want to save my sisters but that's probably impossible. I'll most likely have to kill them."
"Listen to me complain," Weiss blurted. "You're mother is the worst thing that has ever happened to this planet. Single handedly."
"You still get to complain. Your father is pretty bad."
I rolled another joint and took a pull. I let the crossfade take me and I melted back into Weiss. She shifted and slumped into me. Yeah. That was the stuff.
"Who would have thought from back at Beacon I would be with you," Weiss pointed out. "You and Rub-by b-both," she slurred. She quickly cupped her hand over her mouth and her blue eyes went wide and her cheeks flushed. She tried to cover it up but I had heard the whole thing. I slowly raised a finger and pointed it at her.
"Not a word," she demanded.
I just nodded stupidly.
"It's not that big of a deal."
I started laughing.
"Stop it!" She hissed and hit me. That hit the spot.
"I fucking knew I could get you to slur. What'sa matter? Is your cute little pink tongue getting hard to control?"
"Why is it cute when it was sexy before. Why am I sometimes cute and sometimes sexy? Tell me that."
"After you have a shot with me."
We slammed a round back and I watched Weiss wash it down with some creamy cocktail. I took another drag and blew the smoke away from my girlfriend. From my fiancé? From my something.
"It's cute when it's fumbling around for example. But when we kiss and our tongues gently touch it's sexy."
"How about in Atlas when we kissed and you called me cute. Or adorable, maybe? I was supposed to be sexy."
"When?"
"When you and I first kissed."
"Oh right," I laughed. "You tried to wrap your legs around me. It would have been very sexy if you pulled it off but you failed. That made it adorable."
"So even as a failure at worst I'm adorable ta you," she slurred again. "Don't you dare."
I started laughing.
"Itss not funny," she did it again. "You made me like this!" She hit my thigh hard. She brushed something and looked down. I shifted a little in my seat. "Do you have an erection right now?" She whispered conspiratorially.
"Mind your own business," I shot back.
"Do I turn you on right now?" She pressed. She grinned in almost predatory fashion and she leaned in on me. Then she rolled around and pressed her back against my chest and lay way back on me so I could see down her blue sweater. I looked away. "Am I getting you hot and bothered under the collar?" She asked. She spun her smooth neck around so I could see her baby blues. Fuck me, her fucking eyes were… they just were, man.
"You're about to fucking get it if you don't stop."
"Make. Me." She purred from her throat.
I swallowed and she grinned with victory.
I kissed her hard. Her hand came up my chest then slowly ran down me to the inside of my thigh. I moaned into her mouth and our tongues met with a jolt.
"You're distracting me. How am I supposed to think straight? You're such fucking bullshit Weiss. You always have been. You cheat."
"Did you ever masterbate to the thought of me at Beacon?" She went on. She was relentless.
"Like your ego needs me to say 'yes.'"
"No, you have to tell me. You said we'd talk about whatever I wanted. You said you'd do anything for me. You have to tell me."
I glowered at her. "You already know."
"Nuh-uh. If you want the real thing tonight you better answer me."
"You're a cheater."
"Isn't the real thing so much better?" She giggled behind her hand at me.
"You just love the power you have over me."
"A little," she admitted and she rubbed a little circle on my thigh with her thumb. "What's it gonna be?"
"Yeah. I jerked off and thought of you."
"You could have made that sound romantic," she complained and she swallowed more cocktail. I reached around her and set the water in front of her and made sure that she had a few swallows.
"Now you have to admit that you like it when I get behind you and pull your hair. Admit it. The pure little Schnee girl is dirty and likes getting her hair pulled."
She rolled her eyes but then she turned and straddled me. She swept one leg over mine until she was kneeling to either side of my legs. She took my face in both her hands and she looked me dead in the eye. "I'm a dirty girl who likes getting her hair pulled," she whispered as she ran a hand through my hair. She smirked as she felt me. "Now you really have an erection, don't you?"
"It's your fault," I managed with a dry throat.
"Now that's how you confess something like that. You need to try again."
"You really want me to?"
"Unless you want to take care of that thing yourself tonight," she teased.
"Another shot," I demanded. "Then I'll give it a try."
We slammed one back.
"Weiss, the thought of you gets me off and it always has," I tried. I ran a hand through my hair as I said it.
"That was better," she finished her second cocktail.
I took a swing on my joint.
"Let me try that," Weiss pointed at the joint.
"You sure?" I asked.
"What's the worst thing that could happen? I disappoint my father?"
"It flips a gene and you have permanent psychosis," I said soberingly.
"That can happen?! And you still use!?"
"That gene is already flipped for me."
"Fair enough. Let me try it."
I handed it off to her.
"Hopefully this isn't the last thing you suck on tonight." I commented as I did.
"Don't be vulgar," she warned.
"Are you kidding?"
She took a pull. Then she exhaled.
"Besides wouldn't you rather get behind me and pull my hair?" She asked. "Woah that was fast." She looked around as though seeing the world through new eyes.
"Inhalants are like that. The lungs are faster than digesting alcohol."
"I think I see why you like it. It's a real rush."
"It can be."
"Kinda scary though."
"Kinda. Don't trip."
"What were we talking about?"
"Me pulling your hair."
"You gotta get it by the base. Not the ends or else it hurts."
"I will roger that. Anything else I should know?"
"The clitoris has as many nerve endings as the human eye."
"Is that true? That can't be true."
"Oh yeah."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"It can. You have to be gentle and tease it. But after you get things warmed up you can strum that bad boy."
"And that's good?"
"It can be so good it almost hurts."
"Almost."
"Does. Whatever," she said. "But it's the kind of pain you want anyways. Like when you go inside and start stretching things it hurts but it's a good hurt. Like a workout kinda. Like it's being used like it's meant to."
"I'll do my best."
"Is there anything about guys that I should know?" She asked.
"Why? Finally leaving me for some other guy? What's his name?"
"There's no other guy! I just meant about you, really. But my advice will help you with Ruby."
"Gotcha. Nah, there's nothing like that kind of thing. Not really. It all feels good. It's great to be inside something. Right now it's lonely. Little Cloud is lonely whenever it isn't inside something."
"Aw poor baby. How did you cope while you were out roaming the countryside with what's her name?"
"I didn't have sex with Rosé."
"Did you think about it?"
"Not even a little."
"I bet she thought about it. I was thinking about you in Mistral. You and Ruby both. It was a confusing time in my life."
"Was it?"
"Yeah. You were all suddenly impressive and competent and tall and strong and smart. And Ruby was just so hot. Have you ever seen her? With those eyes and that red hair and those tight corsets."
"Have you ever made Ruby orgasm while looking her dead in the eyes?" I asked.
"Huh uh," Weiss shook her head and slurred a little. "What's that like? She always closes her eyes for me."
"There was this one time in Mistral when we had the place to ourselves and the look on her face was just so relaxed with her lips parted and her eyes were partially closed and dazed and almost like she was fading in and out of consciousness. It was beautiful. It was so amazing."
"A good orgasm is like that sometimes for us ladies."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah. I'm going to do that the next time we see her. Make her look at me while it happens. She'll do it too. She's so submissive in the bedroom."
"A queen in the streets and a sub in the sheets," I agreed.
"You really don't blame me at all for what I did to you at Beacon?"
"Nah. Not an inch. I hardly think about it amongst my other Beacon regrets."
"What other Beacon regrets?"
"Oh you know. That I existed at all. My team. That sort of thing."
"Hey," she whined. "You're supposed to talk to me. Open up."
"Ruby once said she needed a can opener with me."
"Quit distracting me with Ruby talk. You need to tell me why me."
"Why you?"
"Yeah, why me. Why not Pyrrha?"
"I don't know. Why do people do anything? I never noticed her like that. If I had known how she felt sooner would I have done something about it? I have no idea. Probably. I'd like to think so but it's easy to think something like that. Why'd you reject me so many times. Why didn't you give me a single date to show you something real?"
"Because I couldn't see it. That thing that Ruby and Pyrrha saw. I just couldn't find it. Not until Mistral."
"I'd like to say Mistral was good times but I can't with how it ended."
"You blame yourself for that too much. It's unhealthy. You've got to see that."
"No I don't."
"You do too you big liar."
"I'm blind."
"Oh, you're just teasing me. Pyrrha's death wasn't your fault. Only you can find a way to blame yourself for that."
"If we're talking about Pyrrha I'm going to need another shot."
I hammered one. Weiss followed along and gasped off the alcohol with a shake of her head. She was a little thing and she was keeping up with me. She was going to end up wasted.
"So let's talk about Pyrrha. How could you not notice?"
"I'm a fucking moron."
"Stop that. What's the real reason?"
"I didn't know any better. Little runs and trips out to Vale together that I didn't think much on. I thought it was just partner stuff and that she was just being nice."
"Until?"
"Until she kissed me and went off to die. That's about when I puzzled it together. Way too late."
"Would you have dated her?"
"If it was up to me? Yeah, I think so."
"Did you love her?"
"Probably maybe? I never got the chance to explore that before it all blew up. What about you with Ruby back at Beacon? You two were partners. And nothing happened?"
"There were little things and signs I think but nothing big and easily noticeable. She liked spending time with me and I liked spending time with her even though I would never admit it. But there was nothing romantic going on until after Mistral. And I pushed her before she was really ready. I regret that. I wish I would have handled my feelings better but it worked out for the best in the end. I got her and that's what I wanted."
"You two have such great chemistry," I agreed. "I had thought Ruby was leaving me for you back at the in-patient hospital in Atlas. You two would have worked out well together."
"But we both also wanted you. You wanted us. Or at least you wanted Ruby."
"I have wanted you my entire life," I disagreed.
"Even in Mistral?"
"Do you remember that morning in Mistral when Yang walked in on me and Ruby and you and I had a chat?"
"Of course I do."
"In the morning light coloring your body and reflecting off your eyes you were so gorgeous. And we talked so easily. So much more easily than we ever did at Beacon. I felt something for you then."
"I remember that morning. I was so jealous of both you and Ruby at the same time. And you were so handsome when you leaned against the door all disheveled by romance. Then we got along and talked so naturally. I remember. How could I forget? I think I knew that I wanted you then. But I wasn't really sure what to do about it. Then I made my move on Ruby while you were off with Neapolitan. I kissed her and made sure she knew how I felt. From then on she took care of me and made sure I was involved in the romance of her life. She begged you to not make her choose."
"Two beautiful girls liked me. And you both wanted to be a trio. What could I say besides yes? There was nothing else to be done. And it all worked out for the best despite how complicated it is."
"I keep telling you that you make things-s c-complicated," she stumbled over her words again. I shifted in my seat. "Do you just get a boner every time I stutter?"
"It's not my fault. You're so hot while you're fumbling."
"I thought it was adorable."
"The sexy kind of adorable. Like doe eyes are cute but they also make me want you."
"I think I understand."
"Good because I'm bad at explaining it."
"Did you do any thinking about our family?"
"You need something that I can't give you. You have to know that."
"But you can. Don't make this complicated. You want it and so do we."
"You aren't getting it yet. Yes sometimes all I think about is you. Like in the morning when you're sleeping so comfortable. But you need something I can't give. You need a better life than this. You need somebody not doomed."
"It's only in your head that you can't give Ruby her family."
"What about all the risks?"
"Ruby and I know the risks and we want it anyways."
"You'd be better off with somebody else."
"Cloud, there is no way anybody else would do. We need you to be there."
"I don't want to be alone but I feel like I have got to let you go."
"Don't even think about it. Ruby and I are in this with you to the end of the line."
"But think about what you're giving up!"
"The only one giving things up is you. I want it all. You're part of that."
"But should I be?"
"Yes! Do a shot with me," she demanded and I had to. If she could stomach it as a little creature of beauty then I had to be able to. We did. I added some dope to my system and let the blinding nausea take me for a spinning second. "There's no way anybody anywhere is replacing you, Cloud. You belong to Ruby and I. You belong with us. You can call it destiny or you can say it's just where the chips fell but there's no substitute for you in our trio. No one else would work out. Who else would Ruby and I both like. And without you it would just be the two of us. And do you feel complete with just me here now? Or is there something missing? It's okay, I don't blame you. I feel it too. I miss Ruby. You're a lot, Cloud, but you're not enough without Ruby. It's not enough for me. It's not your fault or anything but a piece is lacking. Or maybe there's something in excess without her? But the point is I'm not whole. And neither are you. And you never will be whole without us and we will never be complete without you. We need you. So I don't want to hear anymore talk about how you're not good enough."
"Okay. You won't hear it."
"Oh for- I don't want you quietly thinking it either! We love you. You-you- dumb blonde! Gods, you're infuriating. I demand that you love yourself."
"The gods themselves can't make me."
"Well I can and I will. If I can mend the bridges between Atlas and Vale, I can make you love yourself. I'll just have to love you until then. Thanks for this Cloud. I liked it. Was it everything you hoped and dreamed for?"
"Everything and more."
pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq pq
-WG
