I'll update this to the proper version at some point. Hopefully. TBH, you should be reading the Archive of Our Own version...

This is a story about you.

"Really? Every time you suggest something, it's ALWAYS coffee and sweets?"

"Shut up! You know I have a sweet tooth!"

"No, Ruby has a sweet tooth. You just like what you see in movies."

"There's nothing wrong with that! I like those movies! They're always so cute and coffee dates are always cute!"

"Life's not a fairy tale and love isn't a movie, Weiss."

"I like fairy tales. There's nothing wrong with wanting a romance that belongs in a book."

Blake hesitates before opening her mouth. What Weiss didn't know is that, if things go the expected way, she'll have a romance that belonged in a book. Just… not one with a handsome man about to kiss a pretty woman on the cover. Considering her… interests, Blake felt her storybook romance couldn't be turned into standard chick flick; then again, neither could her last, "storybook romance." Things had ended poorly with that one. Hopefully her new one involved a bit more love, and significantly more collars.

In fact, Blake's last relationship was probably toward the top of the list of things to tell Weiss about. She stills her tongue for the moment and thinks. "So you really haven't thought of anything else?"

"Well, now I'm thinking of how we need to have an intervention for Ruby. She's going to destroy her teeth if she keeps up the sweets."

Blake leans her head back and sighs. "Wait, didn't you bake her a cake for her birthday?"

Weiss recollects the moment. "Yes… Yes I did. It was an accident, but that was one of our first dates. That was before I knew his bad she was. Did you know I caught her eating cookies in bed twice in the past week!?"

"Accident?"

"Originally it was to say sorry for being rude, but then it turned out to be her birthday."

"You never made ME a cake to apologize for being rude," Blake mocks.

Weiss huffs. "For one, you don't like sweets that much, and two, I was too busy worrying whether or not you were alive." That whole event was when Blake ran off for a few days to get involved with a crime syndicate and terrorists. Because it was mostly Weiss' fault, she starts to pout, remembering her shortcomings.

Blake leans her shoulder into Weiss' and starts to hold her hand. "Well, now I'm here, and I don't feel like going anywhere." She stops her stride in the middle of the sidewalk. Weiss takes a second to notice, then turns around. "Wait, where are we going again?"

Weiss looks up at a streetlight, noting what part of downtown her and Blake were at. "Well, I was still heading to the coffee shop, then you started going on about how I'm uncreative."

Blake shakes her head. "You know, you make it very easy for him. Like, I can't believe how simple you are to please."

"Is that a good or a bad thing?" Weiss asks, somewhat offended either way.

"For a woman, being easy to please is good. For a man, it means we cum less." Blake laughs at Weiss' reddening face as she begins to walk forward again. "Also, we're following me now."

"What's that supposed to mean!?" Weiss asks, incredulous as she catches up with Blake.

Blake looks at Weiss, evaluates her innocence, grabs her shoulder, and says, "Weiss, you have a lot to learn about sex. I'm very, VERY glad I decided on having one on one time with you."

Weiss crosses her arms, not appreciating the condescending tone of Blake. "I can't learn if you don't teach me."

"You'll regret saying that. Lesson one, women can orgasm multiple times in a short period; if you're easy to– you're easy to please, so this is good for you. Men, on the other hand, finish and then need to recharge. If they cum immediately, we get cheated out of the little death."

"Do you have to be so crude when–"

"–Lesson two, you HAVE to learn to live with the language, because I am NOT going to call it a flower."

"I prefer womanhood if I'm being honest. It sounds clean."

"As do I, actually. Yang continues to say, 'pussy,' though that might just be her flirting. We're getting off-track; luckily, your… our boyfriend knows to follow through. Heat… made me a little crazy, so we… we might have done it a number of times."

Weiss' eyes open wider. "H-how many?"

Blake looks off the side and thinks. "Vaginally? Three times."

"V-vaginally?" Weiss' tone denotes her lack of knowledge on the subject.

Blake stops in her tracks. With a strange sadness in her eyes, she looks at a slightly freaked out Weiss. "Please tell me you know that there are multiple types of sex." Weiss shrinks, not answering. Blake shakes her head, disappointed in the sexual educational taught at Atlas middle schools. "I have SO much to teach you. But please, let me know what I'm working with; did you ever rub against a table and feel good? Had a stiff pillow that you liked between your legs?" She narrows her eyes. "A detachable shower head?"

Weiss, trying to look anywhere but Blake, says, "I'm not… I've… pleasured myself if that's what you're asking." Sensing the next question, she prematurely says, "Not… often."

"Oh, thank god… Just imagine that, except it's a boy doing it. Or… someone else doing it." Blake stops Weiss from continuing by grabbing her arm. "No, no, we're here."

Weiss looks up to see where Blake had shifted their date to. "And you said I'M uncreative? This is a tea shop!"

"Technically, its boba tea and Eastern food. There's a difference. You'll love it, I promise."

A few minutes later, Blake disappointedly sips her pineapple-flavored tea, watching Weiss… indulge in sweets and coffee, as usual. In addition to trying some coffee flavored tea filled with small, chewy pearls of tapioca, she had supplemented it with a specialty Eastern-style strawberry cheesecake. Deciding not to comment on Weiss' inability to branch out, she took a spare fork and cut off a bit of the dessert; annoyed with herself, she admitted that it tasted delicious.

"You were right, Blake! This place is wonderful!"

Blake almost chides Weiss for ordering coffee and sweets, but decides to instead move the conversation along. "So, you're sure you're okay with all of this?"

"Yes, definitely!"

"You're saying that at the easy part. Are you still going to be this enthusiastic when I'm stripping you down?"

Weiss begins blushing. "A-about that… I'm still okay with you and me… getting intimate, but… I don't think I'm feeling it today. It's just, it's so soon…"

Sensing the need to elevate the situation, Blake puts on her best sultry voice and says, "Oh?" With a cunning smile on her face and golden bedroom eyes, she asks, "So, you want to give in now? I promise to make it feel good~" She stops herself from chuckling at the response from Weiss, which was her whispering something to herself. It had been a long, long time since Blake used her sexual voice; she felt that most experienced women knew how to press another's buttons with just a tone, but it hadn't been necessary since a White Fang mission long ago. Seduction was an art occasionally needed by a spy, and Blake knew how to sound sexy, dress sexy, and step sexy. Quickly looking around to see if there were any unwanted onlookers, the Faunus slyly undue several buttons on her top and leaned closer to Weiss before she could notice the change.

Suddenly faced with significantly more cleavage than she remembered there being a second ago, Weiss drew her eyes down Blake's button up. The Faunus had also begun drawing her fingers around the rim of her cup of tea, her gentle caress bringing to mind other things Weiss had done with her fingers. She gulps, suddenly unable to speak. Blake suddenly realizes she never actually knew Weiss was into girls; she'd never really shown interest in anyone other than men, but it seems likely that this was her first show of it.

Blake proved her theory. Weiss really was easy to please, seeing as she was getting hot and bothered by implicative text and a rubbing motion. Sensing victory was near, she continues, "Your boyfriend knows how to please you. *I* know how to make you scream. A man can't know a girl's needs like another girl can." Blake chuckles to herself, making it as sexually attractive as possible. It wasn't as if she was an expert on pleasing girls; sure, she was bi, but the furthest she'd ever gone was kissing another girl years ago. She'd had sex with two men, but she'd never pleasured, nor been pleasured by a woman. She hadn't even been eaten out yet, as hindsight reminded her that Adam didn't care about her pleasure. Weiss didn't know this, however. To her, Blake is an expert on sex and relationships.

Blake realizes she's also getting turned on. Though her heat cycle has cooled down, it struck her that she was convincing Weiss to go through with having sex with her. She thought Weiss was cute and grew to have some romantic interest in her over the set few months, but… It also struck Blake that this would be her first time with a girl. She was barely more experienced than Weiss, but she was a lot more knowledgeable about sex in general. Thinking about girl on girl she's was exciting her more and more as she thought about it; after all, there was so much more a girl could do.

Blake stops her mind from drifting further. It would be her first time with a girl, but it would also be Weiss'. It was also the heiress' second time period, and after a very poor education as well. Weiss was sheltered; there was no telling what she would be okay with, if she was okay with it at all. Even just kissing might be a little much for someone discovering their sexuality.

Blake sips her tea, wondering about Weiss. The heiress was nervously turned on from Blake's sex appeal, but she was still nervous. Still, she wanted this, and Blake did, too. Deciding to continue on, Blake leans over, showing off more of her cleavage, and says, "How are you feeling?" Her voice was a bit less overt, so she wasn't leading Weiss where she wanted to do, but letting her choose.

"You're right. I do want this, and this is the time. I… feel very strongly about doing this. For you, and for him." Weiss drinks more of her coffee tea, chewing in the tapioca. "Do you… did you talk to him like that?"

"No, actually. He needed less convincing." Blake decides she might be pushing Weiss too much. "I'm going to level with you, this is a bit much, everything we're doing. I'm pushing you, and if I'm being honest, the only reason I'm not nervous is that you're more nervous."

"Wait, you're nervous?"

"Of course I am. This is a big step in any relationship, and… I haven't been with another girl. I've only ever kissed one years ago."

Weiss stumbles back a bit. She sips her tea for comfort. "Oh… But… do you still want to? Now?"

Blake steels herself and makes her decision. "Yes. I do. But that doesn't mean I'm not nervous. There's… other things I need to tell you about, too. They came up right before he and I… That night…" Blake steels herself further, prepping for the upcoming conversation. "Weiss, I like you a lot. I like your boyfriend a lot. Even more after the other day. What he did…"

"What did he do?"

"Weiss, it's time I tell you about Adam. There's… I didn't tell you everything."