A/N: Smut warning, nothing plot related happens in this chapter.
It's like everything you say is a sweet revelation
All I wanna do is get into your head
Yeah, we could stay alone, you and me and this temptation
Sipping on your lips, hanging on by a thread, baby
I Really Like You - Carly Rae Jepson
Ruby manages to get her sopping jersey over her head in time for the loudest scream she's ever heard to sound through her small room. She bolts out of her closet, shoe at the ready for any insect or spider that may have crossed the white haired girls path. What she finds however is Weiss sitting on her bed pointing confused and upset at a small mound of clothes thumping excitedly at the edge of the bed.
"What is that!?" The heiress yells, and Ruby creeps forward ready to defend her lady guest. Yanking the t-shirt at the top of the pile up and across the room, Ruby prepares for the worst. Weiss pulls her legs up roughly to her chest ready to scream again when the black and white head of a dog pokes out. Not just any dog, Ruby's dog.
"Zwei!" She shouts, laughing loudly and tackling the small animal. "Weren't you supposed to be in Yang's room?" She ruffles the fur atop the small animal's head, grinning before turning back to Weiss. "Hey, it's alright. This is my dog Zwei."
"They let you have a dog here?" Technically, no, pets weren't allowed, but…
"We keep him well hidden, and he's really smart!"
The silver haired girl inches forward, her knee nearly bumping into Ruby's shoulder now that she's seated near the ground. She stares at Zwei hard, focused, before breaking out in a wide smile. "Look at you! Aren't you the cutest thing! Oh we're going to be best friends forever, aren't we? Yes we are!" Ruby watches the interaction fully, happy that her small furry friend hadn't ruined the night for her.
Sitting in silence on the floor she watches Weiss. The way her eyes sparkle when she smiles, (it's somehow different than the smile she puts on for games or cheer practices. Ruby will never admit it, but she would sneak out of basketball practice early some days to get a glimpse of the icy beauty.) Ruby opens one of the bottles and drinks it slowly. She takes that moment to really look at Weiss, the way she smiles carefree and soft. Before she knows it she's done with the first bottle, and feeling the soft buzz at the edge of her senses. With a clumsy step she makes it back to the closet, finding another cooler there, one she stashed a few weeks back, still containing more of the alcoholic beverages. The sound of the second bottle catches Weiss's attention and Ruby feels her gaze across her body, slow and heated. She realizes belatedly she's still in her sports-bra, but makes no move to pull on another shirt.
"Would you like one?" Weiss nods slowly, accepting the bottle from Ruby and opening it. "Did you have a good time at the game?"
With a soft snort, Weiss covers her mouth, "It was rather exciting, you certainly made sure I was cheering for the winning team." Ruby laughs too, alcohol buzzing through her system and she flops down besides Weiss.
Between them Zwei takes up most of Weiss's attention, licking the back of her hand or her cheeks when her attention moves too much towards Ruby. When Ruby's finished her second bottle, and is starting her third Weiss is barely done with her first, but she's focused on Zwei, and their conversations have run dry. There's a heavy ache in her chest, and Ruby takes a deep breath before standing and stumbling softly.
"Do you want to stay here tonight? I can sleep on the floor, I'm sure Zwei will sleep on the bed with you." The heiress hums, looking to Ruby with confusion clear in blue eyes.
"Are you ready for bed already?" Ruby shifts, but the fog around her head dulls her normal filter.
"You seemed to be having a good time, I didn't want to interrupt." She can feel her cheeks darken, jealousy weighs heavily on her shoulders before she takes a heavy step forward. "You looked so beautiful and happy..." This time Weiss flushes, a soft pink that highlights the blue of her eyes.
"I would like to spend more time with you, if that's okay."
Ruby nods, moving to unlock and open her door to let Zwei scamper out. With the soft pounding of music all around them they're left alone, and Ruby takes another long sip of her drink before sitting back on the bed, giving Weiss space between them.
"So what do you like to do? Besides cheer-" she's cut off by soft lips, and hungry hands, pressing her frantically into the plush of her standard issue college dorm mattress.
Weiss is leaning over the small gap between them, lips pressed to Ruby's, her open drink still gripped tight in one hand. Ruby smirks into the kiss, grabbing softly for the bottle. There's only a little left, and she can already see how unfocused Weiss' eyes are, a steady flush across freckled cheeks. Lightweight.
"Finish this." She says softly, and the silver haired cheerleader complies, watching Ruby move to adjust a few pillows on her bed.
With the bottle emptied, Ruby sets the vacant bottle to the floor and gestures for Weiss to move to the small throne of pillows she's crafted for her. Again Weiss moves without comment, and when she's stationed Ruby settles herself over her. One knee on either side of slim hips, her weight hovering over Weiss, and hands pressed to the wall beside her head. She watches Weiss watch her, gaze flicking from her eyes to her lips, to her chest and abs. Ruby feels affection burrow deep in her chest and she leans down to kiss Weiss again.
Their second kiss is far less clumsy, Ruby leads, and Weiss slowly wraps her hands around Ruby's neck, pulling her closer. Weiss makes the next move, prodding her tongue into Ruby's bottom lip before it moves into the warm cavern of Ruby's mouth. Their tongues dance, press languidly against each other, coaxing out soft sighs and desperate breaths.
The kiss breaks softly, and they're both out of breath, Ruby leans her head against the wall next to Weiss', huffing out soft sighs and smiling. Weiss leans forward, pressing a soft kiss at the nape of a tan neck. Ruby gasp, feeling Weiss move from gentle kisses to something more hungry, open mouthed and wanting. Weiss' hands move down to Ruby's waist, thumbs pressed into toned abs, while she continues to leave soft licking kisses in her wake. Ruby's shaking by the time Weiss sinks her teeth into the soft skin between shoulder and neck, and Ruby lets out a throaty moan.
Weiss stalls, and Ruby feels her shake beneath her. She dips her head then, leaving playful bites and delicate licks to the heiress' throat. A pale hand threads through red locks, tugging the athlete closer, and Ruby shifts, sucking roughly at pale skin. Weiss shivers beneath her, unsure of where to put her hands before Ruby eases up and adjusts over her.
"Is this alright?" Ruby slurs out softly, not drunk enough to lose herself but not sober enough to take her hands of the beautiful woman beneath her. "I can stop."
Weiss pushes her back, rounding to sit on Ruby's lap instead before kissing the redhead roughly, "Why do you think I'm here?" She presses her hands into soft shoulder muscles, making Ruby sigh under her fingertips.
With a gentle hand, Ruby pulls Weiss' hair from her high ponytail letting the silver locks cascade down her back. They kiss again, and Ruby presses warm calloused hands to a pale stomach, and tugs her shirt upwards. Weiss laughs, soft and breathy, allowing the shirt up and over her head. She leans back letting Ruby take her in, flushed cheeks, and softly heaving chest. Ruby notes the silky lace bra, and licks her lips, before moving her eyes back up to hazy blue.
Weiss' hands shake a little but she grasps one of Ruby's and places it against her chest. The redhead hums, pressing her hand to the soft curve of the cup and thumbs the nipple through the soft lace. There's a soft intake of breath from swollen pink lips and Ruby suddenly wants to hear more from those lips. She raises her other hand to follow the same motions, squeezing softly at the flesh beneath fabric. With a soft touch, Ruby glides her thumbs around the underwire of the cup, pressing soft pressure to thin lace. She follows the clothing around to Weiss' back, and locks eyes with the beauty before her as she clasps her bra. Weiss' mouth forms a soft 'o' as she feels the air of the room touch her bare breasts, and Ruby can see nervousness in her gaze.
"If it's too much, tell me to stop." She leans forward, kissing soft shoulders, and feels Weiss nod against her.
Rough hands resume their path along gentle ribs and soft skin till Ruby brushes her palms against hardened nipples. Weiss gasps softly, pressing herself into Ruby's hands, gripping the fabric of basketball shorts, still around Ruby's waist. The heiress bites roughly at Ruby's neckagain, making the athlete gasp, and moan. She slides her hands down, moving to rub soft circles at the hardened peaks, making Weiss bite a little harder, and suck roughly. Toying lightly with the bundles of nerves Ruby smiles sliding her hands down to pull Weiss into a kneeling position, her breasts directly in Ruby's face.
Licking her lips Ruby dives forward, sicking lightly at a hardened nipple sending shivers through the silver haired heiress. Weiss gasps, moaning softly as she twines pale fingers through red hair. She tugs softly at the thin strands making Ruby hiss, and bite softly at the flesh captured in her mouth. Weiss bucks softly towards the taller athlete, prompting Ruby to switch breasts, and tug at the button on tight jeans.
She slides the jeans down, far enough to show laced panties and toned abs. Ruby cups Weiss' rear with both hands, squeezing softly and causing soft sighs and gentle moans from the other girl. Ruby thumbs at the band of the cute laced panties, before moving them down to join the jeans around the white haired girls knees. Weiss is a needy mess against her, legs shaking and hands grasping frantically at Ruby's hair and shoulders. Ruby runs a hand between shaking thighs experimentally, feeling the warm wetness awaiting her there. Weiss chokes out a moan, hips twitching forward to Ruby's hand, and the redhead grins.
"You're ready for me huh?" Weiss groans, grabbing Ruby's wrist with a free hand to hold it still as she bucks softly against it.
"What can I say? You're good with your mouth."
The statement catches Ruby off guard, but her eyes darken, and she presses more firmly to slick folds. Weiss chokes out another moan, pressing herself to Ruby, any shame long since forgotten, they're both messy and wanting and maybe a little bit drunk. Still in awe of the woman above her, Ruby slides a finger easily through warm wetness, almost gasping herself at the feeling. Weiss is precariously balanced, hands clenched on shoulders, her head pressed into the wall Ruby's currently leaning against.
"Let me take care of you." Ruby whispers it like a plea, a prayer to a goddess with no reason to comply.
"So take care of me." Is the reply, and Ruby's eyes dilate before she scoops Weiss up and lays her flat against the bed, tugging off her jeans and underwear in the process.
Sprawled out on Ruby's bed, Weiss looks ethereal. Hair fanned out behind her head, both arms framing her face, and Ruby can't help but want this to be every second of the rest of her life. If she could do this, just please Weiss, for every moment of her continued existence, that would be enough for her.
Diving down, Ruby presses an experimental lick to Weiss' aching core, moving both of her lover's legs over her shoulders, and wrapping her arms securely around a pert rear, pulling Weiss closer. The heiress gasps as the first lick, digging her heels into Ruby's back and clawing at strong shoulders to bring her closer.
"F-fuck! Ooh!" She groans, bucking wildly into Ruby's open mouth.
Continuing her soft licks, Ruby sucks lightly against a swollen, needy clit, alternating between playful sucks and deep licks at Weiss' fluids.
When Weiss comes it's violent, heels bruising Ruby's back, and nails digging into red locks and toned muscles. She screams, honest and loud, and Ruby's not sure there's any music outside her room, the only song she needs is the painting breaths and heavy moans from Weiss in this moment.
Ruby wakes around six in the morning to find herself sprawled half on the bed and half off, with Weiss curled into her side. She'd be uncomfortable if it weren't for the adorable heiress beside her. Sitting up she adjusts her pillows out, and pulls the blankets from under the smaller woman, shifting her beneath the blankets and moving to crack the window near her bed. The party sounded over, music now a low thrum, but her room was still hot and smelled like sex. (Not that she minded that last part.) She debates for a moment, whether she wants to sleep on the floor, or deal with what could be an argument in the morning, if she were to curl around the slender girl. Her decision is made when she sees Weiss shiver softly, hands flexing for something to hold.
Snuggling in close Ruby wraps strong arms around Weiss' waist, leaving a soft kiss to the back of a pale shoulder. "Goodnight Princess."
"Mmm… G'night…" Is the mumbled reply as they both fall asleep.