Up until dawn broke Carlisle and Vadim remained looking throughout the woods.
"Sir, it is almost morning, I'm tired and…" Vadim said until he was cut off with a smack to the back of his head by his boss.
"I did not stay out all night here to listen to your nonsensical complaining Vadim. Now shut up and check the data" the professor told him.
Vadim sighed and squatted down again to check the scroll. A map of the forest they had trekked through. Looking for heat signatures of what they were searching for. "There is nothing here boss. Continuing seems a bit pointless don't you think? I think it's a waste of time."
"If I want your opinion Vadim I will ask you," Carlisle told him all while giving him a condescending look "I will not give upon this because your legs are tired. So stop complaining and do what I tell you!"
Vadim sighed and followed his boss.
The early morning air and rising sun was a beautiful sight to see. Carlisle quite enjoyed the sight in front of him. If not for the situation he was in at the moment, he would definitely not miss an opportunity to see a sunrise more often. But the current situation required a fast pace. He needed to be quick. He had already spend too much time getting here.
"Fancy seeing you here Mr. Carlisle" a voice said from behind them. The pair turned around only to be greeted by the unflinching eyes of headmistress Glynda Goodwitch.
Carlisle immediately straightened up and motioned for Vadim to remain still.
"Ah Miss Goodwitch, what an unexpected surprise. What brings you out here?" he asked in his always polite tone.
"I could ask you the same thing. Coming here to a Grimm invested forest without any guarding whatsoever, unless this man with you is a skilled fighter" she said gesturing to the quiet Vadim next to the professor.
Carlisle smiled and placed his hand on Vadim's shoulder "this is Vadim. He is my assistant and partner in my research. Not quite the fighter but quite observant. I can assure you we were completely safe and away from harm" he assured the headmistress.
Glynda gave him a look of suspicion.
"Is that so. Regardless what where your reasoning's for being out here, especially during this early morning?" she asked him as she crossed her arms.
"Personal research" Carlisle answered.
Internally Carlisle began to worry. For all he knew she had followed him all night, but this should be unlikely since he would've noticed at some point. Vadim was no help in locating any tracers on their mission.
"What kind of research exactly?" Glynda inquired.
"This is quite an interrogation Miss Goodwitch," Carlisle said smiling "I can assure you my research is nothing to worry about. I'm new to Beacon after all. It's nature is unfamiliar to me hence why I decide to check it out."
Glynda nodded, not so much in that she believed him but that she sort of bought his story.
"If you say so Mr. Carlisle, I do enquire you to watch out here. Grimm are running rampant after all" she said. "But of course Miss Goodwitch, thank you for your concern, I will take your words to heart."
As he turned to leave he was stopped by her next words "one more thing Mister Carlisle."
The young professor cursed underneath his breath before he slowly turned back to the headmistress "Yes Miss Goodwitch?" he inquired.
"It is about the curious case of Cardin Winchester" she told him.
"What about him?" Carlisle responded.
"Have you not heard? He is in the infirmary in a completely catatonic state" she told him. Carlisle looked at her with an almost forced shocked expression "he is. Oh my that is quite tragic. Does anyone know what happened to him?" he asked concerned.
"I hoped maybe you could help answer that Mr. Carlisle. I received reports about an altercation between you and Mr. Winchester in your class. Is that correct?"
Noisy woman, the professor thought.
"I will admit Mr. Winchester has been quite disruptive in my class and I had a talk with him after the fact and all was settled," he told her and she raised an eyebrow in response "are you implying something headmistress?"
Glynda smiled softly and shook her head "not at all professor, just covering all my bases" she told him in response.
"An understandable action. Now if you'll excuse me, Vadim and I are quite tired, we should get going" he told her, placing a hand friendly on Vadim's shoulder, and the short man nodded in response.
"Of course. A safe travel you both" Glynda told them smiling.
"Thank you headmistress" Carlisle told her, bowing gracefully as he walked away from her with Vadim by his side. Walking back through the forest until they had a distant between them and the headmistress.
"Bothersome witch" Carlisle muttered annoyed as he walked through the forest back home.
At the dorms…
Blake was moaning loudly. Her body was burning as his hand slid over every part of her. From her sides, to her legs, to even her breasts and forbidden area. His kisses where placed everywhere. Her mouth, neck, down her belly until they reached her sweet spot.
"Oh! Oh! Hmmm!" Blake moaned as her lover spread her legs, licking down her legs as he made his way to her womanhood and indulged himself in its taste.
Blake threw her head back and gasped. The feeling was intense too describe.
"You taste wonderful Blake, allow me to indulge in you" the voice of professor Carlisle told her as his tongue made contact with her sweet spot.
Blake's eyes suddenly shot open and she looked around. She was in her room, by the lack of lights shining through the closed curtains she could infer it was still fairly early. She took a glance at her teammates, all still fast asleep.
She felt the wet spot in between her legs.
Her embarrassment ran deep. This was the second time she woke up as good as turned on, not including the self-pleasuring session she secretly had last night. It was becoming evidently clear how much she fancied the young professor.
She took her scroll from underneath her pillow and checked it.
No messages.
She sighed in disappointment. She didn't expect Carlisle to immediately message her, she only asked him if he had been doing alright after he was called away, nothing special. But she still felt a bit downtrodden not hearing anything back.
Deciding to get up. Blake grabbed her scroll and some fresh clothes and made her way to the showers.
As she slipped out of her pajamas and turned on the hot water, Blake felt the uneasiness between her legs, desiring some relief. She slowly moved underneath the hot water, relieving under the good feeling.
As the steam of the hot water enveloped the area she was standing, Blake thought about the events of the past day. Her one on one conversation with the professor had really left an impact. Not just by the fact he managed to figure out her secret but also that he was so casual about it. No it was also that he had so readily accepted without any prejudice. Even her team took a while to warm up to the revelation.
But professor Carlisle accepted her immediately. And without question.
Blake glided her hands over her body, cupping her breasts in her hands, wondering if the new object of her affection would like them. Only to have the thought of that action made her feel slightly insecure.
What am I thinking! Why would he like a student! Or even consider looking at them or even me in that manner.
Blake had never been insecure about her body, not as much as she was about her Faunus status, so bodily insecurities aside from the ears she covered weren't really an afford. But right now, with the feelings she was experiencing she couldn't help but look at herself in a completely different light.
Her clothes and scroll where placed on a small stand near the shower. She reached for her scroll.
Opening the picture mode she faced the camera towards herself and took a good look at herself. "Why am I doing this?" she wondered out loud to herself.
She looked at herself in the camera. Her hair was wet and plastered around her, she had taken off her bow so her ears where on full display, the top of her breasts where in frame but further not seen by the camera.
A thought came to her mind. Followed by an immediate I shouldn't do this.
She felt almost controlled by her desires that had been building up the past few days. Maybe it just getting to her, messing with her judgment. But before she had thought it through she had taken a picture of herself.
She went over to her scroll's gallery and looked over the photo. Nothing too explicit, just the top of her chest and her face. Should be innocent enough she thought. Before realizing innocent would mean just a regular photo of herself. Not one where she was practically naked!
She went over to the message section, going to the message she had send Carlisle yesterday. She opened the picture option but did not send anything. Her mind racing between the options. She shouldn't do this…it wasn't professional, and Carlisle was all about being professional. This was a bad idea, but on the flip side it was also enticing. Better to be safe than sorry though?
Blake was stuck in her thoughts until she heard the doors to the shower opening and in shock almost dropped her scroll. She managed to get in time and place it back alongside her other stuff before returning to her place underneath the warm water.
"Anyone there?" a voice called out. It was Phyrra.
"It's just me Blake" the Faunus girl answered.
"Hey Blake, sorry if I disturbed you. I just did some early morning training and I needed to have a shower" she said.
"That's okay" Blake replied. She was still embarrassed about what she just almost did. Sending a particularly almost naughty photo to her professor of all people!
She heard Phyrra on the other side of the stall getting into the shower. The hot running water on both sides caused an even bigger steam cloud to form.
"Have you heard the news about Cardin?" Phyrra asked from behind her stall. " No, what's going on?" Blake asked curiously.
"Apparently he has been in the infirmary for days. He won't speak to anyone, he has fallen completely silent."
Blake's face turned to one of curiosity. Cardin was a first class loudmouth who wasted no opportunity to run his big mouth about mostly himself or his own "opinions" he felt he needed to share with everyone around. So him suddenly becoming dead silent was like a giant switch flipped.
"That is odd. Does anyone know the how and why?" Blake asked from behind her stall.
"No. People speculate that after that talk he had with Professor Carlisle after that altercation in class his mind just sort of snapped and he's finally thinking about changing himself. Jaune laughs at that idea but I don't know."
Blake thought back to the moment Cardin had hit professor Carlisle. The professor hadn't seemed angry, just as calm as always and trying to defuse the situation from going worse. He did talk with Cardin after the fact but he assured the class the next day everything had been alright.
"Well maybe this is a good thing, maybe he will finally change his actions" Blake responded.
Suddenly realizing what had happened just minutes ago with the semi-implicit photo she wanted to send to said professor, she turned off the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off.
She slowly took hold off her stuff and left the shower stalls to the locker rooms, changing into her new clothes. A pair of black jeans with a white undershirt and hoodie, she adjusted her bow gently to cover up her ears.
Nervously she grabbed her scroll and opened it, only to recoil in shock and horror at the screen.
She had accidently send the photo to the professor.
And he had already seen the message.
Oh no! oh no! Blake panicked internally. Deleting the message would be pointless since he had already seen it. It was not a completely explicit photo, only her face and the top of her chest and the ears she tried hiding daily. But regardless the facts where right there.
I have just send an almost nude to my professor.
Maybe she should message telling him it was a mistake and she didn't mean to send it. But what point would that make now. He had already seen it, he probably already made up his mind about her.
As she left the locker room she tried to hide her shame, trying to remain her usual serious and collected herself. But inside she was torn apart over this mistake.
That was until her scroll pinged and she looked at the message she received.
From the young professor himself.
My apologies Blake, I was running an important errand and I lost track of time so I had no time to message you back. Hope you are doing well, see you in class today.
No mention of the photo, no comment about it. Like he hadn't seen it or it hadn't elicited any kind of reaction you'd normally expect to something like that.
Blake was left not knowing how to feel about this. Should she be concerned or relieved.
At Carlisle's home…
Chucking down his third cup of coffee in the span of 20 minutes, Firen Carlisle looked like a mess. His shirt was filthy, his hair was messy and he looked like he had just woken up even though he didn't sleep at all.
"More coffee Vadim" he answered as the sycophantic man poured him another cup.
"Don't you think you've had enough boss?" Vadim asked, receiving an angry look in the process, causing him to squat down and keep quiet.
A whole night in that forest and we found nothing! WHERE ARE YOU!
Carlisle once again looked at his scroll through the messages he received, only a new one from Blake Belladonna. He opened it and spit out his coffee in response.
"You alright boss?" Vadim asked concerned but Carlisle waved him off with a gesture as he looked at the message he had received.
It was a photo of Blake, presumably in the shower. Her hair was wet, her smooth naked skin on display, her ears, which were close to cat ears from what he could tell, the top of her chest was showing but nothing further.
Well I certainly didn't expect this the young professor thought.
He replied to her first message but didn't disclose anything about the photo. He didn't know how to feel about it. Certainly Blake Belladonna was a beautiful being in her own right but he didn't image she would fancy him enough to send him something like this. Something so personal and almost intimate.
Carlisle knew many of his female students fancied him, he acted like he didn't notice but he knew, Weiss was particularly aggressive in her advanced with the outfit she wore while talking to him. But the young professor paid it no mind, he had bigger things and better reasons for being here then the admiration of his students.
But Blake was unlike the other women. Her mere existence was intriguing, a Faunus hiding in plain sight, hiding away who she was for the sake of acceptance.
He didn't know what to do when it came to her. She was a remarkable being but his mind wasn't occupied with affection and romance. His mission here was clear and precise. Find what he was looking for, no matter what the cost or what got in his way.
Still, Carlisle thought as he gave the photo another look, Blake is quite special, quite unlike the others I met here.
He closed the scroll and proceeded to the showers. He was going to have to have a talk with Mrs. Blake Belladonna after class.