Chapter 44

Everything was wobbly. The trees, were wobbly. The ground, was wobbly. The air, was wobbly. She couldn't feel her legs beneath her. She tried to stand, but something was holding her back and digging into her shoulder. And lap. That was weird. Why was there something around her lap? She looked down. A belt. She was wearing a belt. And some kind of sash? She tried to move them, but every time she did, they snapped back into place. Someone laughed out of her line of sight. Who dared laugh at her?! She was a princess! Look at my dress!

"I love drunk Weiss."

Drunk Weiss? Drunk Weiss? Who in the good god and planet was Weiss? I am Princess Snow White! A god-damn princess! She tried to yell, but found herself unable, as her mouth seemed to be non-functioning. Well, more wobbly, actually. Never mind yelling. She pulled out her sword, ready to fight the dragon that was roaring loudly before her. She swung wildly at the large red monster, but her sword didn't break though! It wobbled!

"Why's my sord all wibbily?"

She swung again, and her sword once again just bent against the enemy in front of her. It was fruitless. The disembodied voice called out to her again.

"That's because your 'sword' is a piece of licorice. Maybe try eating it?"

Licorice? Preposterous! Although, that did explain the scent of strawberry. She bit into the tip of her sword. It was, in fact, actually candy. Perhaps she should listen to this omnipotent voice, as it seemed to know what it was talking about. But the monster remained! She swung the candy sword again, but missed, as she had already forgotten that she had eaten the end. More laughing.

"You are the most adorable drunk I think I've ever met, Weiss. I love you."

There it was again! Who was this Weiss? Was it her? The dragon fazed out of view, replaced by a red blur in her vision. Her head was starting to hurt. It's gone? Defeated is the monster! But what to do about this ambivalent presence who claimed she loved her? I mean, obviously this voice did, seeing as she was a princess and all. Everybody has to love the Royal Princess! More head pain. She brought her hand up to her forehead. Who dares hurt the princess?

"Hey you dope. Drink some water. And please don't yack on my seat."

How uncouth of you, disembodied voice! I would never! Suddenly, she felt like she needed to. Her head had started swimming. Her fantasy was slowly shattering. She looked down. Gone was her exuberant dress, replaced by the fluffy skirt and blazer she had forgotten about. Where was her kingdom? Where was her knight in shining armour? Wait, maybe it was the invisible voice! She turned her head to one side and tried to reach forward.

Whack

The laughing returned as she clutched her head, which hurt like a bitch. With that last blow, she sobered up a little. Gone was the fantasy, replaced by the reality that she was not, in fact, a princess, but a regular person. And the ambivalent voice? Well, that was Ruby. And Ruby was laughing at her after her little collision with the passenger side window pane. Window pain, more like.

"Weiss, are you okay?"

She groaned.

"Yeah, no'm good. Where's that water you promised?"

The bottle was tossed into her lap. Weiss tried to reach for it, but the smooth aluminium bottle slid off her lap and onto the floor. Ruby laughed again. Weiss struggled to reach forward to grab the awful taunting object, deciding that unbuckling her seatbelt would work better. She fiddled with the buckle, and when it finally gave, she reached for the bottle. And fell of the seat to the sound of uproarious laughter from her driver.

That's it, no kisses for you.

Weiss collapsed on the floor, content to wallow in pity on the floor for a second. Eventually, she decided to get back up onto the bench, bottle in hand. Her head was swimming, and her hands were shaking as she unscrewed the top off the bottle. But it didn't open.

"Lefty loosey, Weiss-cream."

Right. Of course. She twisted the other direction, and the cap finally came loose. She took a sip.

FUCK

Most of the water sloshed out of the bottle as the truck hit a bump in the road, soaking her shirt through to her undergarments. Maybe she should not have consumed as much alcohol as she had. That Mistralian vintage had been considerably higher than the fourteen percent stuff she normally drank. And four glasses of the stuff certainly not been wise. And now she was soaked. Still a little inebriated, Weiss decided a change of clothes was in order. She got up on her knees on the seat, turning backwards and grabbing a few things from her bag at random. She didn't need an overly complex outfit since they were going straight to the hotel. SDC branded athletic pants, one of her fitted v-necks, and a new bra. Simple stuff.

She unbuttoned her blazer and tossed it behind the seat and onto the floor. It was clean, so why should it matter? She started to pull at each of the buttons on her blouse, fighting with each one with her shaking, mildly drunk hands. When she got to the final button, she stopped as Ruby had made a noise in her direction.

"Weiss! What are you doing?!"

She smirked, and pulled her blouse off all the way, leaving herself only in the skirt and her now-waterlogged bra. Being drunk still, Weiss cared not about her body image, as her inhibition was severely inhibited. She reached around her back and undid the clasp of her bra, struggling with each one of the three tiny hooks. How did anyone ever use these damn things drunk? It's like they were designed to specifically halt function when you were sloshed! She finally got it unclasped, and tossed the ruined garment over her shoulder and into the cargo area. She looked over at Ruby with a smug look on her face.

"Gettin' back at you fer laughin' at me. Dolt."

She unbuckled the belt on her skirt, and slid them down her slender legs, watching Ruby's face as she did. Each centimetre that her skirt went down, the younger brunette's face went a darker shade of red. Once they were all the way off, Weiss tossed her skirt over at Ruby, who shrieked wordlessly and flung the offending garment over her shoulder and into the back. Weiss sat back on the seat, ignoring her pile of dry clothes for a moment, content to sit there wearing only her panties. It amused her so that Ruby was so incredibly flustered by nudity. Didn't they have a shower together just the other day? And then hadn't they slept naked? Gosh, what a prude! Weiss decided to one-up herself. She hooked her thumbs under the hem of her undergarments and began sliding them down as well.

"Weiss, what the fuck?!"

Wow, rude. She was entirely naked now. She actually liked it. She felt free.

"Please put your clothes on!"

Weiss slid herself over on the seat and pressed her naked body up against her girlfriend. Ruby shrieked again and pushed her back to her side of the bench, making Weiss giggle uncontrollably.

"Nooooope!"

"Weiss, please be reasonable!"

Weiss crossed her arms under her boobs, lifting them upwards and pushing her chest out. Ruby whined.

"What, do you not like my breasts, Ruby? Is it because they're small? Do you hate my flat chest?"

It wasn't strictly true, of course, as thirty-two B wasn't small, per se. But it was smaller than the overwhelming bust that her friend had accumulated since after leaving Beacon. While still there, Ruby had been much less chesty than she was now, while Weiss had remained almost exactly the same in terms of her body measurements. She actually enjoyed still having such a lithe body, as it made sure that all of her suits and dresses still fit from her younger days. Ruby seemed distressed, however.

"No, Weiss, that's not what I- I mean I like them a lot, just- UGH you're being so mean!"

Weiss wiggled her chest, letting her breasts sway a little. Once again, making Ruby whine. Clearly the younger girl saw something she wanted. But since she was driving, she couldn't have. Weiss smirked at her again.

"What are you gonna do about it? Did you want to touch?"

Ruby frowned. It was adorable. Her hand went down to the window crank. Wait, what was she planning?

"Yes. But put your damn clothes on, you pervert. We're almost at the hotel."

"C'mon, Rubes, don't you want to be naked with me? I'd be naked with me if I were you."

Weiss hiccuped, which actually worked to make Ruby smile, despite the very angry and very blushing expression she was exhibiting.

"Maybe later, but please not while we're in public!"

Weiss snickered again, putting her hands up behind her head and crossing her legs in her best 'do your worst' body position.

"Alright, you asked for this."

Weiss's eyes went wide at the sound of Ruby cranking her window down. The frozen air ripped into the cab of the truck, bringing a decent volume of snow with it. Weiss had never dressed herself quicker.

Chapter 45

Traffic in the little Olympic village was sparse. Nobody seemed to want to be out driving in this weather. It wasn't cold, only a few degrees below, but the snow was coming down like a sheet, heavy and fluffy. Ruby turned up the heat in the truck. A few minutes before they had pulled into Vorkämpfer Weiss had fallen asleep, finally having gotten dressed again after a bit of 'aggressive suggestion' on her part. That had been funny. Ruby corralled the heavy four-by-four through the tight and snow-covered streets, trying to keep the leviathan engine quiet so that her passenger could remain asleep. She looked over at the girl, who slept silently against the door panel.

I really love that girl. She's so incredibly perfect.

Ruby felt her cheeks start to glow. What had she ever done to earn this girl? She thought about the past eight years. Day one she had knocked this person over, spilled probably fifty grand worth of dust on the cobblestones, and then actually detonated. In normal circumstances, they should have been enemies, even made worse after the debacle that had been initiation. Weiss had only chosen her because the other option had been...

...well him. She pushed the image from her mind, substituting it with thoughts of angry Weiss instead. Damn she was cute when she was upset! The first five months of first year had been awash with Weiss getting upset at her over little things like not doing homework, leaving her bed in a mess, and eating too many cookies. Yet, every time one of these instances had been solved very quickly, with Weiss simply sighing and forgiving her. They spent a lot of time in the library together, with Ruby getting free tutoring by her very strict partner, usually in their pyjamas. Ruby smiled. She liked the time they spent together. Some time before the dance, Weiss had had a severe change of heart when it came to her, as she would often bring her out on mini-dates to town and buy her baked goods. And she would occasionally hold her hand!

Ruby loved that. It was something to her that was both very intimate and lovingly platonic at the same time. Weiss had had no problem displaying affection towards her, even when Yang was around. Ruby chuckled. She was exceptionally brave in that sense. Yang was really protective of her little sister, after all. In recent years, Yang had slowly seemed to be warming up to Weiss. Back at school, Ruby recalled, Yang had always been overly antagonistic towards the rich girl, always criticizing her for literally anything that came to mind. Ruby smiled, remembering some of the more common occurrences.

Once, during second year, Weiss had gotten Ruby and herself tickets to see a movie that hadn't actually come out yet, thanks to perks of her father's company. Ruby smiled, realizing now that it might have actually been a date. She remembered how her sister had very angrily 'had a word' with Weiss about how she would deal with her should she step out of line. Weiss's reaction had been worth saying yes to her in front of Yang. Ruby pulled the truck around the corner. The next night's hotel loomed into sight at the other end of the road. She looked over at Weiss. Still snoozing. She thought Weiss was absolutely adorable the way that she had curled up, her hands tucked up under her cheek and a very happy smile on her face. Maybe she too was thinking about their many accidental dates.

Her favourite accidental date of theirs had been one year on Weiss's actual birthday, which Ruby had forgotten was actually on Valentine's Day. It had started simply as Ruby asking her friend to hang out on her birthday, and that she would pay for her dinner and such as a present, not realizing that the Fourteenth of February was actually Valentine's Day. So when she had asked Blake her opinion of where to take her friend, the faunus had reminded her that she should always take her 'girlfriend' to somewhere romantic for the love-themed holiday. Ruby, of course, had made sure she was super defensive, before realizing her error. Needless to say, that particular date had been super awkward.

They arrived at the hotel. It wasn't the opulent resort from the night before, but it was nice enough for the final night of the 'to' trip. Ruby pulled into the front driveway of the hotel, the aptly named Snow Palace, and shut off the huge motor. Once the truck had rumbled to a halt, she stepped out and moved smoothly over to the passenger side. She pulled the heavy steel door open, being careful not to wake the snoozing girl. As gently as she could, she reached under Weiss's armpits and knees, lifting her off of the seat in her arms. Weiss cuddled up against her chest. Ruby's heart skipped a little as the smaller girl nuzzled her face against her breasts, as if she was trying to force her face through the fabric and onto the breasts. Ruby blushed.

I-I mean...If you want I can let you in.

She ignored the burning sensation in her chest from the impure thoughts and walked inside the hotel. She made sure to whisper to the receptionist, collecting their room cards and receiving the quietest explanation of the spa facilities she had ever heard. She carried the sleeping figure up to their room, having to fight with the electronic door lock briefly, seeing as she was carrying Weiss, the room cards, her duffle bag, one of Weiss's suitcases, and a third bag containing something she hoped she could do with Weiss later tonight. A shame that the girl was asleep, really. She tossed the bags quietly onto the bed, keeping Weiss in her arms. She happy mass in her arms seemed to try once again to snuggle closer. She looked down.

Weiss's baby-blue eyes were open and fixated on her face, a bright smile on her face. Ruby nearly dropped her, not realizing she was actually awake. The girl giggled at her, her eyes bright and full of life.

"Hey, Ruby. I love you. Can we kiss?"

Ruby had no response. Well, no verbal response. She squeaked. Actually squeaked. It made the girl in her arms laugh again.

"So is that a yes, or..."

OKAY, FINE YOU PERV.

Ruby pushed through her thundering heart, leaning her face in and planting a kiss gently on the lips presented to her, blushing all the while. Weiss certainly didn't taste like wine anymore, perhaps she might be coordinated enough to participate in the activity Ruby had planned for them for when they arrived. She let Weiss put her feet on the ground and support her own weight again, finally stepping apart. Weiss was smiling. Ruby felt like she was in love again.

My heart is never gonna recover from this girl.

Weiss plopped down onto the bed, her long hair bouncing around freely. She didn't seem inebriated anymore, which was beneficial for her plans. She strolled over to the bed Weiss was sitting on, deciding to sit with her for a minute.

Or what if I sat on her lap?

She blushed, not wanting to push forward too far. Was it alright? Didn't Weiss do exactly this just this morning? And hadn't that felt amazing? Fuck it, time for action. Ruby swung her legs over Weiss's, pulling herself onto the girl's lap. Weiss giggled, making Ruby smile like an idiot, but she managed to hold back her own laughing. Her heart was straining to burst through her ribs. She took a strand of Weiss's soft long hair in her fingers and twirled it. Weiss's hands found their way around her back, making her hair stand slightly on end.

"So, I have an idea of what we can do tonight."

Weiss pushed her face into her boobs again. Ruby's face flushed. The amount of blood that had flowed to her face in the last few days should be considered a medical condition, she figured. Weiss mumbled something into her breasts, making them vibrate slightly. Ruby suddenly found herself liking it.

"What did you have in mind, then?" The woman she was sat upon cooed. Ruby leaned in and landed a soft kiss on the girl's forehead. Ruby liked the fact that she could open up around this girl. She gestured over to the second bag she had brought in with them.

"Are you sober enough to stand?"

Weiss nodded, smiling up at her.

"Alright. So you know this town hosted the Olympics twenty years ago?"

Weiss's eyes lit up. Maybe she was also in love, Ruby thought.

"Well, there is a lovely garden just down the road from here, where I thought we could have a little date without spending a cent. I promise you'll like it."

Weiss raised her eyebrows.

"You're taking me on a date? Do you have ulterior motives? Did you want me to be your girlfriend?"

SO DAMN MUCH.

"I mean, aren't you already?"

Weiss pulled her face down and encompassed her lips in her own. Ruby, startled by the sudden smooching, withdrew a little, before allowing herself to be overcome by the feeling. The warmth emanating from the shorter girl's face was intoxicating. Her eyes rolled back in her head, eyelids slowly drifting shut. Weiss's mouth opened slightly, letting her tongue flick against hers. Where had Weiss learned to kiss like this? Hands found their way up under the front of her blouse, nails dragging softly against her skin. Ruby found her own hands moving on their own, mirroring the other woman's movements, her hands slipping up under Weiss's v-neck. The hands under her shirt found the front clasp, easily undoing it. Her breasts heaved forward, finally free of their rather cramped constraints. Ruby frowned internally, as her lips were a little busy at the moment. Perhaps her breasts were in fact larger than the 32-D she had assumed.

Ruby's own hands found her girlfriend's breasts, her slender fingers having no problem sliding up underneath the custom-tailored bra's tight-fitting acrylic underwire. She wrapped her palms around the girl's much smaller breasts as Weiss did the same, encompassing the overwhelming bust in her tiny hands. Ruby enjoyed the fondling she was receiving. Weiss was so gentle!

Wait, weren't we supposed to go on a date?

Right. Ruby smiled through the kiss, and pulled away slightly, her hands still wrapped around Weiss's boobs. The girl she was sitting on smiled up at her, her hands still cupping the substantial bosoms. She gave them an admiring squeeze.

"I think so. So what's this date you had in mind?"

Ruby gently stepped off of the girl's lap, bringing her hands up under her own shirt and re-doing the clasp up. She winked over at the girl, watching her re-adjust her bra as well, blushing a little.

"Let me first put some wind-pants on. I don't want to be outside in a skirt..." her girlfriend's eyes fell. "...even though you enjoy seeing me in one. I would prefer not to freeze my buns off."

She turned her back to the girl on the bed, slowly sliding the skirt down her legs and past her knees. Weiss squeaked from behind her. Ruby smirked. She wasn't even trying to be sexy. This time.

Maybe Weiss likes me. Good.

Chapter 46

Weiss allowed herself to be lead by the hand slowly down the street. Ruby had said they were going to a park that was just next to the hotel, and judging by their trajectory, they were headed to the large ornate arch just at the end of the road. The huge letters perched atop the arch read Eisbahn, which in Valean read 'skating rink'. Did Ruby intend on taking her there? But they didn't have any...

...Her bag. The bag Ruby had brought out of her truck, which was slung over her shoulder, likely contained skates. But wouldn't Ruby have brought only one pair? Yeah, that made sense. Or perhaps Ruby intended to demonstrate her abilities! Weiss smiled to herself. This indestructible soldier, with the body of a buxom goddess, might be able to figure skate? The thought excited her. Maybe she should have insisted that Ruby keep the skirt on. That would have been hot.

Plus, maybe I could have seen up her skirt when she jumped!

No. Bad Weiss.

Yes. Good Weiss.

No! She clenched down on Ruby's hand.

Weren't your hands on her boobs like twenty minutes ago?

She shut herself up. Inner Weiss was trying to jump Ruby. Not now. They arrived at the rink. Nobody else was out at this hour, despite the large clock tower at the back of the square only reading quarter after ten. Ruby guided her over to a bench that sat at the edge of the rink, the both of them sitting down. Ruby tossed the bag at their feet.

"So, are you ready to skate?"

Wait, what? Did Ruby expect her to go out on the ice? Didn't she only have one pair of skates? Ruby unzipped the bag. Inside, Weiss could see that, in fact, there was two pairs of skates, one being a thick, black pair of sports skates, and the other...

"Would you prefer my hockey skates, or my figure skates?"

Are you kidding me.

Weiss didn't know how to react, for the simple fact that she didn't know how to skate. Well, how hard could it be? Both Winter and Whitley had been skating since they were like two, and Whitley even won kid's figure skating competitions in his youth. So if he could do it, so could she. She eyed the two pairs of skates. The hockey set looked considerably more sturdy. Perhaps they would be easier to use.

"Those ones."

My god, woman, you still don't know how to skate. We're going to get hurt.

Ruby yanked the hockey skates from the bag and placed them gently in the snow at Weiss's feet. She looked down at them. They represented a serious obstacle. What if Ruby didn't like her unless she could skate? She looked over at the girl, who was busy unlacing the miles of shoelace that wrapped around the kinda expensive-looking figure skates. She picked up one of the padded skates and examined it in her hands. The blade looked unnecessarily sharp, glimmering almost in the lamplight. She imagined it was sharp enough to cut through sexual tension.

She pulled off her boots, placing them into the now-empty bag, holder her socked feet up in the air so as they didn't touch the snowy ground. Gingerly, she pulled one of the skates on. The boot was much stiffer than she had expected, perhaps due to the plastic support structure built into the heel. Her foot was finally squeezed into the tight-fitting skate, a little cramped, but perhaps that's just how it was supposed to be. The second skate went on in the same manner, stiff and tight.

Giggity.

Weiss smiled, as she laced up the skates, tight enough so her ankles didn't wobble. Ruby had already had her laces tied up at this point, and she was now standing, carefully balanced on the razor-sharp edges of the blades. Weiss nodded to her, signalling for her to go ahead and get on the ice. She focused her attention on taking as much time doing up the laces as she could. The longer she took, the longer she could avoid the fact she couldn't skate. How humiliating it was, her name literally meant 'snow'! She was from Atlas! It was winter all the time!

"You comin'?"

"Just one sec!"

She could hear Ruby's skates hit the ice, scraping silently along the frozen surface. Welp, her skates were now done up, there was no postponing the inevitable. She sat up on the bench, watching Ruby for a moment. It was immensely elegant the way that the young soldier could effortlessly move over the slippery surface. Shouldn't she have fallen by now? How was she able to remain upright? Ruby suddenly turned her attention over. Oh no. She careened over, skidding to an obnoxious stop in front of the bench, sending a shower of ice shavings all over her.

"So, are you just gonna sit there, or are you gonna come out?"

Nice turn of phrase.

There was no avoiding it now. Making fun of Ruby for not knowing how to swim the other day had come full circle. She looked up at her friend through her messy bangs, a sheepish grin on her face.

"Yeah, so here's the deal. I can't skate."

Ruby's face lit up, a cheerful look on her face.

"So the other day when you teased me for not knowing how to swim has come back around on ya, eh?"

She held out her hand. Did she intend to teach her how to skate? Weiss took the outstretched hand, allowing herself to be brought to her feet. Her legs immediately started to wobble beneath her. How was anyone supposed to stand on these skinny blades? As slowly as humanly possible, she placed the death-shoes onto the ice. They dug in with more traction she was expecting.

"Don't worry, Weiss, I'll teach you. Now, what you're gonna do first is..."

Weiss didn't have time to figure out what she was going to do first, as very suddenly, and very painfully, Weiss's borrowed skates lost all ability to be connected to the ice, and she found herself suddenly on her bum on the ground. It stung, but the temperature of the ice quickly numbed the pain. Ruby laughed, but helped her to her feet again. Her legs wavered, but the blades dug in again. She elected not to move a muscle, clinging to her friend's body. Somehow, just the act of standing up straight was the most difficult thing in the universe.

"As I was saying, first what you're gonna do is balance on the middle of your foot. Too far back and you'll end up on your tush again."

What kind of masochist invented this heinous sport? She tried balancing on the middle of her feet. That seemed to work. She no longer felt the urge to become one with the ice. Ruby spun around on her skates, backwards before her. Weiss immediately put her hand onto Ruby's shoulders, her hands biting down into the poofy fabric of her jacket. Ruby's hands moved to support her under her armpits. She was now balanced, or at least enough to not fall forward or backward.

"Okay, now hold tight."

Ruby started skating backwards, pulling her along slowly. Her borrowed skates started gliding forward, her legs starting to hurt from the tension in her muscles.

"Also, relax."

Weiss exhaled, allowing her body to de-stress. She allowed Ruby to pull her along the frozen surface, gliding backwards without looking. How was that even possible? How did she not fall? Weiss wobbled. She wasn't even drunk any more! Ruby never wavered.

"Okay, you're doing good. When you want to skate, put most of your weight on one leg, and push off with the other. Don't worry, I got you."

Weiss tried to follow the instruction. She leaned over to one side slightly, and tried to emulate the moves she watched the athletes on TV do, pushing off with one leg. It worked! She slid forward, half under her own power, pushing against her mentor. She smiled, trying again on the other side. It was working! She was skating!

"Hey, you're doing good!"

Doing well, not good.

Again, arbitrarily correcting grammar. Did she have to do this? In her moment of distraction, her foot dug into the ice. Her eyes went wide, her body losing all control, falling over again, this time on her face. She sat up on the ice, pouting. This was not fair. Ruby helped her up again, still laughing.

"C'mon, don't be discouraged. You're doing great for a first timer!"

"You're not upset that I can't skate?"

Ruby laughed, supporting her again. Her hands were on her hips now. Weiss blushed at the more intimate touch.

"Don't be ridiculous, Weiss-cream. Did you make fun of me for not being able to swim?"

Weiss thought for a moment.

"Maybe a little bit?"

Ruby laughed again, tugging her around the rink again. It was going smoother this time.

"Nah, you were cool about it! So I'll help you learn. No problem. I love you, after all."

Be still, my beating heart!

Weiss flushed a deep red.

"I, uh, I-I love you too."

Ruby giggled at her. Weiss stumbled again, but was able to remain standing. Why did every time Ruby said that did she go weak in the knees? And did she have to say it while she was wearing slippery death blades on her feet? It's like she was trying to make her stumble! Ruby took her by the hands, guiding her around. Weiss realized that she was effectively skating under her own power at this point.

"You're a fast learner, Weiss-cream! Keep going!"

Weiss kept pushing herself forward. She was skating! It was terrifying!

This is the most fun I've ever had while being close to death!

They continued to skate like this for a while, something like half an hour went by, with Weiss getting guided around the rink by Ruby. She found herself actually enjoying skating! She hadn't fallen since the first couple of times, and was now more confident on her feet. She tried a few times to skate on her own, but found herself not that confident, quickly latching back onto Ruby after a few seconds. She was still certainly enjoying herself, getting to hold onto the woman's delicious curves. The farthest she got to skating on her own was skating next to Ruby, while holding her hand. Well, more crushing her hand than holding it. But they were skating together!

This is the best date in the world.

"H-hey Ruby?"

The girl looked over at her. Her unwavering smugness at being able to skate so fluently was almost annoying at this point.

"Yeah?"

Weiss's heart hammered. She was so fanatically flushed red at this point. She needed to tell this girl how she felt. Never in her life had she felt this way about a person. All those years hanging out, slowly falling for this adorable soldier. She was her best friend in the whole world, and now...

"Ruby, I think I am in love with you. I'm certain of it."

Ruby stumbled on her skates, but maintained her composure, suddenly going a very deep red. They stopped at one end of the rink. Ruby turned them so they were facing each other. Her face displayed a very goofy smile.

"I know, Weiss."

What? That's it? I open my heart to you and you-

"I'm in love with you too. I am also certain of it. You know, I'm pretty sure I have since the day I knocked over your suitcases on the first day of school."

Weiss laughed, tearing up. Did this girl have to be so adorable?

"Yeah, that. You know, that was probably a hundred grand of dust you spilled. You're lucky that you stole my heart that day, or I would probably never forgiven you."

Ruby went pale.

"A hundr- are you kidding me? You would have been justified to kill me!"

"No, Ruby, never! I was suddenly in love!"

"But you did yell at me."

Weiss laughed again.

"That's because I was suddenly run into by probably the most attractive creature in the whole world. I didn't know how to react!"

"Gosh, you're such a flirt."

Weiss smiled. She enjoyed being forward towards Ruby. Perhaps she should try to kiss this gorgeous vixen? She leaned in, lips parted. Ruby's lips seemed to separate as well. It was going to be her favourite kiss in the world. Their lips touched...

FUCK.

Her skates suddenly lost contact with the ice, and her bum found contact with it. Ruby laughed again.

Chapter 47

Ruby leaned against the counter in the tiny bathroom. The shower was running, and the thick steam was not yet pouring out from around the shower curtain. She sniffed. Damn cold air, making her all plugged up. She fiddled with the ties on her pyjama bottoms, staring down at her feet, distracted. Weiss was very sweet for trying so hard at skating. For someone who said she didn't know how, they ended the night with her skating on her own. She smiled. Weiss, a seven-figure-salary business person who usually carried herself with such purpose and confidence was downright adorable when she was flustered by wearing skates. There was a soft knock at the door. It was Weiss, of course. Ruby cooed at her.

"Who is it?"

"The milkman."

"Come in, sir, my husband isn't home!"

The door creaked open, and her friend strolled through, laughing quietly. She too, was wearing her pyjamas, the same plaid flannel ones she had had back during their Beacon days. Weiss strolled up next to her, resting against the counter as well. A soft hand was placed against her stomach as the slightly shorter woman cuddled against her for the nth time that day. She really loved this girl. She made her feel normal.

"Is it ready for us yet?"

Ruby pushed off from the counter, slipping out of Weiss's grasp. She stuck her hand inside the shower, letting the water wash over the back of her hand. It seemed warm enough. She shrugged, nodding over to Weiss. Her eyes lit up.

"Sweet! Now I can get naked!"

Ruby walked over, halting her from moving her hands to her shirt. She smiled at her, shaking a little.

"How about... how about we get each other naked?"

Weiss flushed red. She seemed to hesitate for a second. Maybe she wasn't ready for tha- and her hands had already slid up her shirt. Gosh, what a perv!

"Arms up!"

Ruby smiled and complied, lifting her arms above her head and letting the excited pervert slide her t-shirt up and over her head. It was tossed to the floor on the other side of the room. Instead of moving to the bottoms, however, Weiss seemed more interested in the 'tops', as she leaned over slightly and mushed her face between her boobs. Ruby smiled down at the face against her chest.

"You gonna..."

"Nope. I'm good."

She smiled, placing her hands on the front of Weiss's shirt, her fingers finding the buttons that lay there. She let Weiss hum happily into her breasts as she blindly started undoing the tiny plastic buttons. They yielded with ease, and very quickly the whole front of the shirt was open. Ruby popped it off the girl's shoulders, who let the garment fall down her arms and onto the floor. Her hands swung themselves around and onto the waistband of Ruby's pants, tugging them effortlessly down over wide and womanly hips. Past that point, gravity took over and they fell to the floor. Ruby took the time to step out of them and step back a bit from the boob-crazy Weiss. Weiss sat herself on the edge of the counter, and Ruby took this opportunity to yank the cuffs of the loose-fitting pyjamas and pull them off in one go. They were now both naked, Ruby suddenly realized. It seemed that Weiss had realized that, too.

"Holy fuck, you're hot."

Ruby blushed and turned away slightly.

"I dunno about that, Weiss-cream."

"You don't understand, Ruby. That scar is making me horny."

Whoa!

Ruby was not prepared for that. Her whole body went red. The copious amount of blushing she had been doing recently probably could be considered a problem. Ruby turned, gesturing to the scar that ran across her stomach.

"This one? How?"

Weiss brought her hand up to her face, pushing her messy bangs off of her left eye. She pointed to it, a mildly serious expression on her face.

"See this? I have to go to meetings, meet dignitaries, and be the face of a multi-billion-dollar corporation with this awful thing on my face."

She was talking about her own scar on her face, the one that ran through her eyebrow and down to her cheek. Her scar was the result of a large Grimm she fought in her youth, so she always told her.

"And let me just say, living for this many years with a scar I have to look at everyday, I learned to love it. And it may or may not have become something I find attractive in others, Rose-Petal."

Weiss winked at her. She liked the scar? That much? Wow. Weiss moved over, brushing her fingers across the scar tissue on her stomach. She took her by the hand and led her over to the shower, pushing aside the curtain and stepping inside. Ruby followed her in, feeling the water flowing against her back as she passed under the shower head. The light in the shower was fairly dim, almost as romance-y as it had been the day before. But not quite.

"Actually, let me put it like this..."

Ruby let herself be turned around under the shower head, in the rather loving embrace of Weiss, who had encircled her arms around her torso. Ruby tilted her head slightly, curious as to what Weiss was going to say.

"You like cars, eh?"

Ruby nodded.

"And you like auto racing?"

Ruby nodded again. Where was Weiss going with this?

"Your scar..."

She trailed her fingers over it. Ruby shivered at the touch. Was it always this sensitive? And it felt this good?

"...is like a bit of contact damage on a fine Mistralian race car. Adds to the sexiness, you know?"

Most of Ruby's brain shut off.