Summary: "I don't want to just touch you. I want to lick your abs."

*White Rose Week 2021 Audience List Day 6: Royalty/Bodyguard AU

Ruby Rose is distracting beyond belief.

Weiss was more than willing to throw out her dignity just to thread through her bodyguard's unkempt hair. She was tempted to make those short, red locks look even more unruly, and being arms length away from Ruby didn't help suppress any of that unfulfilled desire. But as her charge, Weiss practiced self-restraint.

"We should head out, Ms. Schnee."

Soft, that was the feeling Weiss was wagering on if she were to slide her fingers through. During one of Ruby's physical assessments on the day of the interview, she had plenty of time to make speculations. Only soft hair came to mind, nothing else.

"Ms. Schnee."

If Weiss was given a choice, she preferred to do a thorough exploration below Ruby's neck. While Ruby did have luscious hair that looked perfect for spooling her fist in, Weiss personally wanted to be well-acquainted with those corded muscles that defined Ruby's arms.

It was one of the great, uncharted mysteries she had longed to map. How would those muscle indentations feel around her fingertips? Or better yet, how would they feel wrapped around her hips? Mm, she was dying to know.

"Weiss?" Ruby was worried because Weiss wasn't responding to her calls.

"I'm listening," Weiss replied.

It wasn't an entire lie. Ruby did have her undivided attention, but it wasn't in the way she would think. Weiss wondered if Ruby could feel the weight of her stare… the way her blue eyes combed across Ruby's irresistible torso. Her eyes had undertaken plenty of expeditions, but she desperately wanted her hands to do more of the exploring.

"Let's head back to the estate." Ruby placed a hand behind Weiss and escorted her inside the car.

If there was one thing that frustrated Weiss the most, it would be that courteous hand pressed on her back. It was the closest thing to physical intimacy she'd get from Ruby. A silly part of her wished for her bodyguard to drop the professionalism, but Ruby always minded how she behaved. She only made contact when it was necessary, and if she did, her touches were respectful and fleeting.

Despite how careful Ruby may act, Weiss knew her bodyguard was more than capable of gripping, twisting, and dislocating a man's arm. She had witnessed it just yesterday.

Never in a lifetime would Ruby harm a single hair on Weiss' body, but goodness gracious… what Weiss wouldn't give to be wrapped around her bodyguard's deft fingers and get pinned against the side of this car.

Ruby obeyed orders without question, that was one of the many things Weiss loved about her. But even if they were bound by a contract, she wasn't confident if Ruby would comply. While their relationship would take an interesting turn, she would hate to have it go in the wrong direction.

On the way home, Weiss had told her chauffeur to take the longer route, her impromptu excuse being that she'd hate to arrive early. She was trying to stall longer so her eyes could feast upon Ruby through the reflection of her own window. Although the tempered glass could only reflect a small portion of Ruby's upper body, it was more than enough for Weiss to lick her lips.

Waist up, her bodyguard was a masterpiece. Ruby wasn't sculpted like bodybuilders or had bulging muscles that tore seams, but boy oh boy… Weiss didn't even need to peek underneath those clothes to know Ruby was chiseled. Thanks to a few spur-of-the-moment decisions in the past, she had discarded Ruby's old uniform for an outfit that accentuated more of those contoured arms.

She made sure her uniform was elastic and breathable, and hot damn… Ruby's muscles certainly breathed through her shirt. Her mind went through hundreds of variations that involved examining her bodyguard's shoulders and toned biceps. But every imagination led to the same fantasy: her straddling onto Ruby's muscular thighs and — Weiss inhaled sharply.

"Is something the matter, Ms. Schnee?"

"What did I say about addressing me as Ms. Schnee?" Weiss quickly turned the subject around. She wanted to press her cheeks against the car window to cool down her blush, but it would look too unseemly in front of Ruby. She settled with leaning into her fist instead.

"Uhh," Ruby started out lamely. She looked like a puppy that had been scolded into a corner rather than the intimidating bodyguard that Weiss hired her for. "You told me not to. I'm sorry, I keep forgetting."

"That's not a problem." Weiss turned away from the window to give Ruby a forgiving smile, because… Well, how could she stay mad at someone this adorable? Besides, looking at the real deal was so much better and more satisfying than a potato-quality window reflection. Her taut body was visible to Weiss' naked eyes, and so very tempting to touch… How regrettable that Weiss couldn't despite being a seat away. "You're still new, so it's understandable."

"Just a bit green," Ruby chuckled with a dashing, trademark smile of her own which violated the laws of nature. It should be illegal to have a cute smile and be good looking at the same time.

What Ruby did next made Weiss' heart palpitate faster. She swept the bangs out of her own face, but tuft by tuft, they fell back into place with a few stray strands of hair poking in different directions. Weiss had to shift her eyes the other way because she didn't trust herself when she saw the hem of her bodyguard's uniform riding up. Skin. An inch of bare skin — Weiss saw almost enough to eat Ruby alive.

"But, I promise I'll get adjusted soon," Ruby continued. "So, is everything okay? You seem a little out of it today."

Weiss put her most depraved fantasies off to the side. She didn't want Ruby to know how much she was… Well, to put it lightly, a certified freak, so she cleared her throat and said, "I just feel a little hot in here that's all."

Ruby asked the chauffeur to turn up the air conditioner, and the entire car ride went painfully too quick for Weiss' liking. A one hour detour wasn't long enough for Weiss to admire the eye candy sitting like a treat, but she supposed that was the best considering her state of mind. The number of times she had unwrapped Ruby with her eyes couldn't be counted on the fingers of two hands.

They separated upon reaching the manor, mostly out of Weiss' insistence, and Ruby reluctantly obliged. Weiss hurried straight into the shower to cleanse away every indecent thought she had about Ruby and her damn attractive body. She tried purifying herself with soap while meditating underneath the hailing water.

Smooth skin.

Her quirky smile.

Built curves.

Her smoldering eyes.

Every muscle strained underneath clothes.

Those callus hands raking down Weiss' skin with passion.

Weiss almost broke the shower handle when she had slammed the water shut. An ice cold shower was supposed to erase all of her impure thoughts, but her mind dumpster-dived back into the trash bin. How could she not think about how great those strong arms would feel on her body within these lonely shower walls of hers?

Before her fantasies could spiral out of control, Weiss toweled off and left the bathroom with fresh clothes on. She made her way to the dining room where her dinner sat on the table, hot and steaming. However, the person she found hot and steaming was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Ruby?" Weiss asked a maid.

"Ms. Rose is inside her quarters," the maid answered. "Should I go and fetch her?"

"No need." Weiss motioned a hand. Dining together was written in their contract, so it was her responsibility to scold Ruby for running late. "I'll go ahead and grab her."

Weiss navigated through the hallway and arrived outside of Ruby's room. She knocked on the door and invited herself in.

"Ruby. You're —"

Weiss got one foot inside the room before she halted abruptly. Her jaw went slack when she saw Ruby barely dressed in clothes. She was wearing a black sports bra and matching trousers. A towel was hanging loosely around her neck, rivulets of water were rolling down her bare skin...

So much skin…

It appeared that Weiss wasn't the only one who had taken a shower.

One, two, three… Weiss counted up to six. They weren't clear cut like diamonds, but her eyes could still visibly make out the lines embedded on Ruby's stomach. Her throat was so dry, she could feel her windpipe scraping every time she gulped. She was staring at abs that she could grate cheese on, and oh… how she wished she could be that cheese.

"You're half dressed," Weiss managed to say. Would it be too late to tell Ruby that she was deathly allergic to all of her shirts? Because she honestly wished her bodyguard would ditch the shirt more often.

"Sorr—" Ruby hissed in pain in the middle of her apology. She was focused on tending the wound located on the side of her stomach. "Sorry. It reopened while I was showering. Once I patch this up, I'll come join you for dinner."

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Weiss bravely stepped closer to get a better look — at the cut, of course. "Was that from yesterday when you protected me?"

"It's nothing too serious!" Ruby tried to give Weiss some peace of mind, but the cloth wet with blood didn't do much convincing. "I wasn't being careful while I was showering."

"Let me help you." Weiss closed the remaining distance between them and knelt down to eye level with the cut. She was trying not to concentrate on the distracting six pack gloriously displayed in front of her face. There were more important things that required attention, not Ruby's abs.

"You shouldn't!" Ruby hastily objected, but Weiss ignored her protest and the rest that followed after. When Ruby realized she was only wasting her breath, she reluctantly accepted Weiss' assistance.

"This is the least I can do." Weiss applied more pressure onto the wound and noticed how Ruby had winced. "Am I hurting you? Do I need to call in a doctor?"

"N-No…" Ruby stammered. "I'm fine."

Weiss couldn't agree more. Ruby is fine. She is the walking and breathing definition of fine. Broad shoulders, toned biceps, powerful forearms, solid core… Weiss fixed her eyes hungrily on the exposed skin that was damp from post-shower. The water beading down was like an oasis in a desert, a thirst-trap temptation that enticed Weiss to lick Ruby until she was as dry as Vacuo.

Every waking moment, her fingers yearned to touch Ruby's fair skin. Night after night, her bodyguard would enter her dreams and leave her feeling euphoric the next morning.

"Weiss…?"

When Ruby breathed, her taut stomach rippled. Weiss had truly never seen a sight this lovely before in her life. Those abs were just begging to be felt. If she didn't know any better, she would've climbed on top of Ruby and done unspeakable things to her. But for the most part, she knew better than to climb onto an injured person.

"Do you want to touch…?" Ruby suddenly asked, as if she could hear what Weiss was thinking about. The question startled Weiss out of her stupor, and she looked at Ruby with a loss of words. She didn't know how long she was staring, or that she was staring at all, but god, yes, she wanted to touch her abs.

"I-I've noticed you've been looking," Ruby added quietly. "Do you want to touch them?"

Weiss gnawed the bottom of her lip.

"Can I…?"

The bleeding had finally stopped. Her attention was now homed in on those ridges that defined Ruby's stomach. Ruby sucked in a shaky breath and nodded. On the bed, she leaned back into her palms to give Weiss free reign to do whatever she wanted.

And Weiss did.

She eagerly settled a hand on Ruby's stomach, and holy shit.

Those abs.

Those.

Beautiful.

Abs.

"Wow," Weiss mumbled. At her own slow pace, she raked through those abdominal muscles with her fingertips. They tensed underneath her touch, and the response gave Weiss goosebumps. It felt so good to finally touch them. So. Damn. Good. They were solid like how she imagined them to be. She then used her fingers to slowly trace the grooves and — oh goodness, that was even better than what she had imagined. The only thing she needed now was a backstage pass to the gun show. "I bet you let a lot of people do this."

"No," Ruby replied quietly, her cheeks turning a vibrant red from blushing. She then swallowed when her silver eyes met Weiss' blue. "Just you."

Weiss' heart came close to bursting out of her chest. To be the first to physically touch Ruby like this sent a rush as high as morphine. She shouldn't, but she really wanted to do debaucherous things to her bodyguard.

"Do you like muscles?" Ruby then asked.

"Just yours."

"Oh." Ruby allowed this sink in for a minute. Sixty seconds of silence would seem long to anyone, but they both wouldn't know. Weiss was too enamored by those abs, and Ruby was too distracted by that hand on her abs. Ruby then drew in a slow, deep breath as she watched that hand rub across her stomach. "Do you… Do you want to feel my arms too?"

Weiss felt her heart jolt like lightning, and she stared at Ruby with a dumbstruck expression. "Really?"

Ruby nodded again. This time, she took Weiss' other hand without warning and guided it to her biceps. Weiss was reveling in Ruby's bare skin and firm muscles, and it was amazing. This was the backstage pass she had always wanted, and the gun show definitely did not disappoint.

"Gosh," Weiss murmured. Her hand tasted every curve of Ruby's muscles as she slowly explored her arm, while the other rubbed circles on the planes of her abs. "Wow."

Ruby's blush deepened when Weiss caressed her with awe. "I — uh," she gulped. "Y-Yeah."

"Are you okay with this?" Weiss asked, her voice low and unsure.

"Totally okay with this." Ruby nodded several times. "Totally."

There were still so many things Weiss hadn't done that she wished she could do. She wondered if Ruby would let her indulge a bit further and longer.

"Flex," Weiss said. Ruby did as she was told and revealed so much more muscles. They were hard enough to sharpen a dull knife.

"I'm, uh, left hand dominant." Ruby flexed her other arm, as if she was insisting for Weiss to touch there instead.

And how could Weiss pass on that opportunity?

When Ruby had flexed, there didn't seem to be a distinct difference between the arms by looking at them. They appeared the same in terms of size. However, when Weiss stroked her left arm… Oh boy, she could feel the difference.

"What do you think?" Ruby asked as she tried to flex harder.

"Better." Weiss' voice came out more strained than she realized. She had never known that fondling Ruby's muscular body could knock the air out of her lungs. If this was perfection, then Weiss had gone and done it. She was touching perfection. "So much better, but I personally like this more."

Weiss swirled a finger at the center of Ruby's stomach to emphasize her point. She liked the muscles on Ruby's arm, but she loved her abdominal muscles more. She was interested to see below her waist, but she really liked everything that was above.

"I can take my shirt off for you everyday." Ruby smiled bashfully, but then her expression fell into horror when she realized what she had said. "N-Not in a sexual way of course — just because you like muscles, and I got plenty of them. You can touch me, I mean, my abs. You don't have to, but I wouldn't mind if you did. But only if you want—"

"Ruby." Weiss pressed a delicate finger on her bodyguard's lips. In one lithe movement, her finger snaked down to Ruby's jawline and she tilted Ruby's head up. Weiss held onto her eyes so she could make her statement clear. "I don't want to just touch you. I want to lick your abs."

There wasn't a single hint of hesitation, but the confession did send a nervous thrill from the crown of Weiss' head to her toes. It wasn't a question or an obligation that Ruby was forced to follow. It was a desire Weiss had been wanting to satisfy since the beginning, and she wanted it to be made known.

Ruby stared at Weiss, shell-shocked and mouth agape. There was supposed to be a bold line drawn between employer and employee, but it was so thin and blurry that not even a magnifying glass would help.

"Please lick my abs," Ruby whispered.

That was all the permission Weiss needed to go on her knees. Her hands found a spot on top of Ruby's thighs, then she eagerly delved forward. The flat of her tongue pressed against the center of Ruby's stomach, and without taking her eyes off from her bodyguard, Weiss licked a strip long enough for an aircraft to land.

"Shit." Ruby squeezed her eyes shut to hide her eyes that were obviously rolling back. The drag of Weiss' tongue was scalding. It was so hot that she swore she was going to get a second degree burn, or maybe a third. Whatever degree it was, she was melting.

Another glistening stripe hastily intersected the first. Weiss licked over the curved ridges on Ruby's stomach as if it was the most scrumptious thing she had ever tasted. She personally polished off every leftover water drop that dusted Ruby's abs.

"W-Weiss…" Ruby sharply breathed out. Her fingers turned pale as she twisted her fist into the bed sheets.

Weiss drew another wet line, then did another wet stroke. She wasn't an artist, but she certainly knew how to make art on this perfect canvas. If Ruby was already a masterpiece, then Weiss was creating a masterpiece II.

Catching her own breath, Weiss made another stripe perpendicular to the previous one. She did it again, and again, until those abs were gleaming like silver and gold. To hear and to watch Ruby come undone by her tongue was one of the most satisfying feelings Weiss had ever experienced. Although it wasn't as good as licking Ruby's abs, it was ranked high on the list.

Weiss licked her way up until she hovered on top of Ruby. She wasn't sure when she had climbed onto her bodyguard's lap, but she sure wasn't going to complain about the hands running up her thighs to grip the side of her waist. They were pulling her in, wanting.

She threaded a hand through her bodyguard's damp hair — which was soft, sinfully soft — and languidly pulled on it to show how bad she wanted her too. Her gaze dropped down, and she locked onto those lips that were pursed apart. Abs weren't the only thing she wanted her tongue to be kissing.

Her other hand cradled the underside of her Ruby's jaw, and she angled their faces. She leaned in closer, and Ruby was leaning in with her. Their lips were centimeters from touching, so close that they could feel the whisk of each other's breath, but a disruptive knock rattled the two apart. Blood rushing to their cheeks. Eyes turned swiftly away. A clearing of the throat. They looked anywhere but each other.

"Ms. Rose?"

"Y-Yes!" Ruby straightened up like a ruler.

"I'm not certain if Ms. Schnee has informed you, but dinner is ready."

A quick glance at the clock told Ruby how more than an hour passed by.

"I — uh, I'll be there soon. Thank you."

They were quiet after the footsteps faded from the other side of the door. There was a lot that needed to be said, but they didn't know how or where to start.

"We should probably eat dinner," Weiss quietly said after a while. She had forgotten why she came here in the first place.

"R-Right. Right, right." Ruby nodded as if Weiss' words were above the law. "We should go eat dinner, not each other."

"Yes, well, um." Weiss cleared her throat again, her cheeks glowing a bright pink. She wouldn't mind the latter option. Not one bit. "I'll go on ahead first."

She couldn't bring herself to look at Ruby while she awkwardly climbed off her lap. She kept her head bowed, but her eyes caught something that made her blush again.

That was a lot of saliva...

"You might… um." Weiss didn't know what to tell her. Did she really do that all by herself? "Y-You might want to put on some clothes."

As if Ruby had forgotten that she wasn't wearing a shirt, she glanced down and blushed too. She used the towel that was draped around her neck to suddenly cover herself up.

"R-Right. Clothes. That's a good idea. Clothes."

Before the silence could loom over them like rain clouds, Weiss got off the bed and was at the door in a second. She knew she shouldn't, but she sneaked one last glance at Ruby, and god damn, it sent a jolting bolt of desire down to her stomach. Who needed actual food when her ten course meal was sitting hot on the bed?

"I-I'll see you at dinner." Weiss hightailed out of the room. She hurried down the hall in long strides while her brain was trying to compute what had just happened.

She had licked Ruby's abs.

She couldn't believe she had licked Ruby's abs.

She didn't know what came over her!

She had almost kissed Ruby too — and the thing was, Ruby was about to kiss her back! The longer she thought about it, and all the potential what ifs, the more her cheeks and ears turned red.

They were going to have to address the elephant in the room after dinner.

Oh man, I got a bit carried away with this one. This concludes White Rose Week for me. It was fun, and now my phone won't stop autocorrecting And to Abs lol