Heeeeey guuuys. hehe...
I have no excuse.
Enjoy
Light fell over Blake's eyes and her lashes fluttered open gently. She stretched her arms above her head only for them to be restrained.
Panic filled her mind instantly. Cold, cold panic ran through her veins like ice. She could feel those hands on her again. Forcing her down, forcing her to take it, forcing her-
"Blake? Blake shhh shh"
Arms around her, but ... warm and safe. Yang, this is Yang.
"Yang" she sobbed, pervasive thoughts merely pushed aside in the other woman's presence. It was nice however, to have someone push them away so fast... even if it was only temporarily. It was always merely temporarily.
"It's okay, you're okay."
Blade nodded slowly in the blonde's neck, trying to will her body to stop shaking like a leaf. It was so much harder to carry all those memories now that she had took steps towards facing her past instead of running away from it. Blake didn't know if it was worth the pain, she didn't know if she would ever be the same. She had all those scars, all those pieces of memories that just wouldn't disappear from her mind like badly scabbed flesh curling up inside her. She wished she only had actual scars, those she could revel in, see them as proof that she had endured, survived. Sadly the ones covering her heart and her mind were much harder to take solace in.
The faunus ran a shaky hand over a scar adorning Yang's broad shoulders, lost in thought. If only she could be proud of being a survivor, but the thought only ever brought her shame. Deep, cruel shame that made her want to hide it, hide her past from everyone. Yet, the way she would act sometimes only proved that she was not like she used to be. How could she get through and come back to a normal state when she wasn't even the same person? Could she even find a way to even feel like a person again? Every time she was trapped inside herself, trying to remove herself from reality she would feel like a substitute, an object just standing where she laid. Sometimes it was hard to know if she even could feel like a normal person.
It was all so very exhausting.
The blonde gave a grunt in her sleep, jumping Blake out of her dark thoughts in surprise. Her heart sped up and she laughed at her own agitation. She was doing it again, getting lost in her head. Her eyes fluttered close and she tried to focus on something else, anything else.
She felt the softness of her sheets on her bare skin, she inhaled the comforting scent of her room, her safe haven and the invading smell of the blonde brawler next to her. She caught herself welcoming the presence of Yang in her room, her personal space. She didn't expect to revel so much in her presence even when they were both simply laying there in each other's arms.
A blush crept to her cheeks, this felt nice. She could get used to this, if Yang truly wanted this. She wasn't sure herself yet, but telling herself that she could do it to please Yang was easy to go along with. It was an anchor she could use, a reason she could easily abide to. It was so easy to please other people, especially men-
Blake bit her lip, she was doing it again.
A groan next to her cat ear pulled a squeak out of her and a deep chuckle followed.
"Sorry."
Blake shook her head softly, trying to turn around in the brawler's arms, but the grip around her hips was solid.
"Yang?"
"I can hear you think from over here, what's going on?" asked the blonde softly.
"I'm not. I...I just woke up as well" lied Blake, eyes darting around the floor and mindlessly following the trail of clothing.
"Talk to me, what's on your mind?"
Blake took a deep breath, trying to center herself.
"That's the thing, I'm trying to stop thinking. I appreciate your concern, but right now talking about anything going on in my mind is not an option."
Yang grunted in acknowledgement. Her chest pushed against her back as she stretched slowly, making the soft mounds graze Blake'S back slowly. She swallowed, thankful yet frustrated at the fabric of the other girl's bra separating them still. Clutching her pillow with her right hand, she pulled her free hand to her chest. Her heart was still beating rather fast, but her thoughts weren't going back there. Back where it was cold.
"Do you work tonight?"
Blake shook her head "It's my night off tonight and tomorrow."
"Perfect!" exclaimed Yang, throwing the sheets off both of them. Blake instantly missed the warm body behind her. Groaning, she tried to clutch at the still warm sheets at her feet "noo..."
Standing in the middle of her room in her underwear, Yang put her hand on her hip and looked around. "It is sorta cold in here, huh."
Ignoring the little whining noises coming from the faunus, she walked to the thermometer. Sucking air through her teeth she turned back to Blake who was now covering her head with the sheets.
"No wonder it's so cold, Blake I think your heater is off."
Ears perking through the bed sheet, Blake made a confused sound "huh?"
"Your heater is off, it's like 17 Celsius in here."
Blake groaned and her hand searched around the floor for her pants. Once she found them she pulled her phone out of them and called her landlord.
Finished with her phone call, Blake pushed the sheets off of her head and grabbed the warmest clothes she could find in her dresser. Once clothed and definitely less of an icicle, she walked to the kitchen where Yang was standing, a look of annoyance on her face.
"Let me guess, your whole building is out of power?"
Blake smirked, leaning on her door frame.
"Surprise."
Yang scratched her forehead, a look of annoyance on her face "and here I wanted to cook you breakfast" she grumbled.
Blake bit her lip, that girl was precious.
Yang didn't let that change of plan sour her mood for too long however as her face lit up seconds later. Looking back at Blake, she flashed her a bright smile.
"How do you feel about pizza for breakfast?"
The pizza was greasy and tasty, it was perfect for warming up in front of the TV, if the TV had been working. So instead both girls settled at the dining table, passing the box back in forth between them as they ate their fill. Playful banter filled the small apartment, Yang making distasteful jokes about her prosthetic while Blake tried not to choke. An easy smile came to their lips as they shared stories, jokes and flirty smiles.
Quickly, the sun was starting to set. Both girls now laid in Blake's bed, blankets and sheets wrapped tightly around them. After all, the lack of heater left the room quite chilly. Yang figured the heat of her body would be more than enough to keep them warm until they fixed Blake's power line. Maybe their cocoon was a bit too warm all things considered, but neither girl seemed to mind.
Yang had removed her prosthetic, the cold plastic too uncomfortable and stiff when she wrapped her arms around the faunus. Somehow, laying there for hours wasn't boring her. Usually, she would have started fidgeting by the end of the first 2 hours, itching to get up and spend some energy. Yet somehow laying there pressed against the dark haired beauty was a calming activity. She could get used to this, if anything.
Blake snuggled her head under her chin, making Yang tilt her head backward. She chuckled, digging her fingers in the faunus' sides in retaliation.
"Nooooooo! Yang don't!"
"Oh oh oooh!"
The brawler grinned toothily, trapping a squirming Blake between her powerful thighs to tickle her mercilessly. High pitched squeals filled the apartment, downing the sound of the movie on Yang's scroll. Blake tried to free her arms from the blanket, weakly slapping at Yang's hand. Squirming and trashing about, she finally made them fall on their side, breath completely out.
"Uncle! Ple- haha STOP!"
Yang let go of her side, sweat pearling on her forehead as she laughed throatily. Blake was breathing heavily, eyes set on the blonde in a mock glare.
"You, Yang Xiao Long, are an asshole."
Yang grinned, pushing herself back up in a sitting position "believe me I know."
They settled back in their cocoon, a comfortable silence being broken only by the sound of the movie.
Yang still felt a little buzzed. The night had been dragging forever and she didn't remember all of it. Looking down her shirt though she could see some lipstick stains that gave her some kind of clue. Leaning her head back on the headrest of Weiss' car she closed her eyes in drunken stupor.
"You girls are so lame. The night just started!"
Weiss' screechy voice came from the front seat "just started? Yang it's fucking three am!"
"I know what I said."
Yang gave them a self satisfied smirk and a flex of her biceps, folding her hands behind her head.
Weiss made a gagging sound and tried to ignore the noisy blonde's loud laughter as her radio started, catching her attention.
"This is detective Shnee, what do you have for me?"
Yang laid her head back harder against the headrest and smacked her lips.
"Mhm... mhm. Understood, detective Rose and I are on our way!"
Yang tilt her head back down at that, frowning.
"What's happening Rubes" asked the blonde, hands slowly unfolding from behind her head. She watched as Weiss grabbed their police light and shoved it on the top of the car, speeding up.
"Remember those things you overheard us talking about last week? The faunus trafficking?"
Yang let her hands drop to the seat, holding unto it slightly to try and focus on the conversation.
"You found them?"
Ruby's answer didn't come straight away. She watched ahead as Weiss sped past a red light, the one or two cars on the green light not moving to let them through. "Yeah. We found them."
The rest of the ride was silent except for the siren blaring from Weiss' car. Yang kept her grip on the seat, trying to clear her head from all the alcohol. After a minute or five, Weiss screeched to a halt.
"Yang I will not repeat myself, STAY IN THE FUCKING CAR!" Weiss slammed the car door, hurrying towards the squad car already there. Ruby gave her sister a look and hurried alongside her partner.
Yang frowned and pressed her face against the window. Her slowly sobering mind started to realize how big this was after what felt like an hour of seemingly nothing.
When the first flame appeared at the window, Yang yanked the door open. A cocky grin covered her face, she punched her fists together and ran for the door on the side of the building. Releasing a grunt of effort she kicked it hard, pulling it off of its hinges on the second impact.
"Yeah baby!"
Running ahead she covered her mouth with the crook of her elbow, looking for a familiar red or white head of hair.
A burly man tumbled out of a door with a gun in his hand and an unbuckled pair of jeans.
"What are you doing he-?"
Yang didn't answer. She rammed her elbow in his face and kept running through the hallway. She couldn't help worrying about Ruby and Weiss, and so her search became frantic, knocking over furniture and men. Soon enough, the smoke was thick and Yang was having trouble breathing.
That's when she ran into Ruby.
"Yang what are you doing here? This place is falling apart, get your bum out!"
"I just couldn't stand here and not help!"
"Of course you can, you're not a cop!"
Yang swayed a bit on her feet but frowned, thumping her chest "maybe not, but tonight? I'm a goddamn super hero baby sis!"
Ruby's eyes grew wide in fear and she tried to grab for Yang's arm, but the blonde yanked it away. Pushing a door open with her left hand, she ran down a flight of stairs. She could hear Ruby call for her over her shoulder and felt fire roar to life above, but she didn't care; she felt indestructible. What a dumbass she was...
Yang ducked down in an open door frame, avoiding a hallway completely surrounded by the growing fire. She was about to turn back, seeing as she didn't see anyone else to fight when she heard a faint voice coming from down the stairs behind her.
"Help" it said in a faint and weak voice. "Please don't leave me in here. Please!"
Yang froze in place, she could barely hear the voice yet she felt it deep inside herself, as if it was calling directly to her. Her brain suddenly sobered up and she decided that there was a reason she had rushed inside this building.
She ran downstairs.
The flames seemed to devour the floor above Yang and she briefly feared that the ceiling would collapse on her before she made it to the source of the voice. She searched every room frantically, only seeing empty beds and room full of rubbish. Inhaling deeply in the crook of her elbow, Yang yelled "where are you? I'm here to help!"
Breathing heavily, the champion cursed at the rapidly thickening smoke. She looked back behind her nervously, but then the weak voice called out again.
"In here."
Yang took off in a sprint, the voice was coming down the hallway and she ignored the little voice in the back of her mind saying that she should not tackle that door open. Yang wasn't the sort of person to listen to that voice mind you, especially not while intoxicated.
In a deafening crash, the door broke in, falling off its hinges and Yang barely had time to look at the form crumpled on the floor when the ceiling shuddered and flaming planks started to fall down.
"Look out!"
Yang dove forward, cursing at the person for not reacting fast enough. She rolled them both out of the way and the breath shot out of her lungs when the other body yanked her back. That's when she realized that the person was a woman, a very tied by chains woman. Yang let out a grunt, pushing her hair out of her face and frantically looking around for a key.
"Do you know where's the key for that?"
"No... they usually keep it on them."
Yang turned around and for the first time she met the woman's eyes. Gold, endless pools of smoldering gold were fixed on her. Filled with fear and desperation. Yang grit her teeth, she had to get her shit together and act now.
"Stand back."
The woman pulled hard on her chains, making them taunt as they stopped at the wall.
"Brace yourself hun I'm gonna take you out of these. HAH!"
Yang lift her leg up and unleashed a powerful axe kick down on the horizontal metal bar. It broke down in a clatter and Yang cursed under her breath, fearing she might have cracked her heel with how hot it burned. Shaking her head, Yang turned her focus back on the woman cowering on the floor. That's when she noticed she was naked and covered in bruises. Pushing her worries for later, she ripped the blanket from the nearby bed and wrapped the girl in it. She pulled the chains off the wall and tried to help her stand up. The woman looked wobbly on her legs but there was determination and a will to live that burned in her golden gaze. Yang gave her an encouraging nod and turned towards the door.
"Look out!"
A pillar engulfed in fire was falling towards her, the bright light of the flames was all she could see before she reached up with her right arm to shield her face.
A cold nose rubbing against her collar bone shook her out of her day dream and Yang blinked twice. She looked around, taking in Blake's room and the missing fire consuming her right arm. A deep, relieved sigh found its way out of her and she smiled.
Yang kept the faunus close, trapping her in the comforter with her. The movie was droning on on Yang's scroll, barely occupying both women as they cuddled. Yang shivered, feeling Blake's breast through their clothes every time she inhaled. No longer watching the movie, the faunus leaned her face in the blonde's neck. Her breathing was heavier than usual and Yang shifted against her "you okay?"
Blake didn't answer, her mouth brushed the underside of Yang's chin only to bite at the side of her jaw. Surprised, Yang jolted back, dark lilacs meeting wide golden orbs.
"Sorry I don't know what came over me I d-"
"Do it again."
Blake looked confused "you want me to bite you?"
Yang smiled sheepishly "it was hot" she cleared her throat self consciously "it felt nice."
Blake looked hesitant, but she leaned down once more, mouth opening against Yang's jaw. A nip of teeth and Yang was gasping, hand gripping the faunus' back. Blake hesitated, swallowing the lump in her throat.
"Keep going if you want..." whispered the blonde.
Blake bit her lip, shuffling in their blanket cocoon to straddle the other girl "okay".
Yang shifted, hand coming up to rub at the faunus' lower back. She wanted to grip at Blake, to keep her body as close to hers as possible but... This wasn't about her, this was about Blake and what she wanted.
Yang moaned as Blake bit her hard on the column of her throat. She felt herself growing impossibly wetter as the other woman explored more of her. After each bite, Blake's textured tongue would soothe the bruise. It wasn't exactly like a cat's, though Yang could tell why the comparison could be made. Yang decided that she loved the feeling and hummed her approbation in low moans.
Blake was also getting riled up, the blonde could feel her grind her hips over her lap. Her movements were frantic, desperate. Yang couldn't stay silent any longer.
"Don't feel self conscious about your needs, just do whatever feels good. I'm right here, I'm right here just for you". Yang wrapped her right arm around Blake's waist for emphasis, she pulled the faunus against herself encouragingly. Blake gasped, a whine making its way out of her throat as she started rubbing herself over Yang's muscular thigh. "That's it Blake, your needs are important too."
Blake's voice hitched in a strangled moan and Yang pressed her forehead against hers. "Blake..."
"Ya-Yang!"
"Take your time kitten."
Blake sobbed and crashed her lips against Yang's, kissing her desperately as her whole body started to jerk. Yang shivered, trying to keep a clear head, but it was hard to when such an enticing being was in her arms. She pressed kisses on her temple, her hand moving up to softly rub at her cat ears. The faunus was nearly trashing against her now, breath so heavy she would be worried if she didn't know about Blake's past. Her right arm curled tightly around the dark haired girl in an attempt to ground her but that proved harder when Blake shoved her on her back, both hands slapping on the bed next to her head.
Yang's thoughts cleared enough to stare back into Blake's eyes, trying to peer though them in search of anything distressing.
But all she could see was lust.
Her hand ran up her thigh and towards her hip, pulling at Blake, trying to motivate more rocking. The faunus didn't need to be coaxed more as her whole body started rocking against the blonde, back arching and head falling backward. Yang felt her face burn, eyes compelled to look at this erotic display. Blake had never looked so captivating, and Yang realized with a brief chuckle that she was managing this with her clothes on. Her smirk fell when Blake clutched her hand and pulled it under her sweater and unto her breast, nipples hard under her palm. Her whole body shivered and heat pooled in her stomach.
"Yaaang."
"Fuck Blake..." Yang caressed her breast, her thumb pressing circles around erect and sensitive nipples. Blake gasped and leaned back over Yang, crashing their mouths together again in a deep kiss, barely pulling back to breathe. Blake's hands slipped under Yang's shirt, grabbing at her waist and nails digging in her skin. A sob slipped out of her mouth and her lips opened in a silent scream against Yang's. The faunus nails dug deeply in her skin and Yang hissed, body shuddering at the pain and pleasure the action coaxed out of her. Some way, somehow... Blake inflicting pain to her in the middle of climax turned her on more than the thought of her own climax. She decided she didn't need to dwell on that, instead, she combed her hand in Blake's hair soothingly.
The faunus' body limply fell on top of her. Her breathing heavy and hot on her skin, Yang hummed in satisfaction. It took a couple of minutes for Blake's breathing to go back to normal, and she instantly kissed the soft skin on Yang's shoulder.
"Thank you."
Yang kissed the faunus between her ears, nuzzling one of them with her nose "you're more than welcome."
Near the foot of the bed, inside Yang's discarded pants, her phone was overwhelmed by yet another message from Sun.
Yang I'm not gonna lie, there's some really fucked up shit that happened tonight. I'm not sure how to say this but I think it isn't safe to be around Blake right now.
Not because of her or anything like that of course erm
Shit Yang look, Adam grabbed the dude I talked to you about earlier okay? And let's just say I'm pretty certain that the cops will find a body in a river somehwere at some point.
YANG ARE YOU FUCKING ALIVE ANSWER ME
Sorry for the caps but I'm just super worried rn
Yang when you see this, please, please PLEASE msg me back.
