And here comes another one! Thank you to all the people who stuck with me through the first three chapters. I appreciate it sincerely.
"Blaaaaaaaaaake!" Yang whined, tugging on my free hand. I ignored her and kept walking. "Blake talk to meeee!" I gritted my teeth and addressed her over my shoulder.
"What do you need, Yang?" She made theatrical whining noises.
"I need to make luh-"
"Yang. I do not want to hear about this again." I could almost hear her pouting, and I knew that if I looked, I'd likely crumble.
"Ever again?" I waved my hand dismissively.
"For the time being, no." She made a sound like: Harrumph. I stepped out of the line in the cafeteria and marched to the table, Yang dogging my steps the entire way. Ruby smiled and waved at us enthusiastically, practically glowing happily. I sat down and raised an eyebrow. Something really good just happened to her, didn't it?
"Hey Blake, Yang, what's up?" I took stock of Ruby, cataloguing and filing all of her recent changes in temperament.
That chirpy voice had become even chirpier and infectious, the upright body posture, body turned slightly toward Weiss, leaning slightly toward Weiss. Oh yeah, she totally got laid.
I looked at Weiss, and even she looked significantly less grumpy. Yang slumped into the seat next to me.
"Blake doesn't want to. . .oof!" I jabbed four stiff fingers into her Solar Plexus, causing her to slump over the table and gasp for air.
"Nothing." I said simply. Weiss eyed me, suspicious.
"Does this have to do with. . ." She trailed off as I held up the four fingers I'd used to incapacitate Yang.
"Nothing." I repeated. She dropped it. Nora wasn't as wise.
"It can't be nothing, you just stopped Yang from saying something. What were you saying, Yang?" Yang opened her mouth and I jabbed the second knuckle of my middle finger into her kidneys. Ren raised an eyebrow, but otherwise said nothing. Jaune and Pyrrha were staring worriedly at Yang.
"She'll survive." I stated, twirling spaghetti around my fork. Yang sat up, pouting at me.
"That hurt." She whined, I rolled my eyes.
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, would you like me to kiss your boo-boos?" I said sarcastically. Yang muttered something that sounded like: Yeah, kinda. Weiss turned toward me.
"Is something wrong, Blake?" Jaune nodded.
"Yeah, you're being kind of a bitch." I sighed.
"I'm in a bitchy mood." It was the truth, Velvet's interruption left me feeling angry and needy. Yang laughed and for once, I didn't like the sound.
"She's feeling needy." I didn't bother to attack her this time, just ate. Though I swear my eye twitched. Ren took a sip of his water.
"I see, Nora does that a lot." Nora crossed her arms and glared at him.
"I do not!" He shrugged, but didn't argue with her. I smiled slightly at their interaction. The smile was immediately wiped off my face by familiar cries of distress.
"Please stop!" I looked to the right, at the next row of tables, and beheld the sight of team CRDL being assholes. Cardin was pulling Velvet's ears again. "Please let go!" They just laughed.
It set my teeth on edge. I should do something. I thought. I can't let this happen anymore. I stood and before I knew what I was doing, I'd frisbee'd my plate at Cardin's head. Direct hit. A stunned silence descended on the cafeteria and people stared at me in shock.
"Hey! Assholes!" The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Act like adults for once!" Cardin glared at me, though he looked a lot less threatening covered in pasta.
"What was that?" I rolled my eyes.
"What, are you deaf and stupid?" He pulled out his mace and growled.
"Mind your business." My fingers itched to draw Gambol Shroud, but I squashed the urge. Killing him would only create more problems
"I will once you stop acting like a fucking two-year-old." There was a chorus of Ooooh! and Cardin growled again. Then Nora joined in.
"Sit down and eat your spaghetti, Cardin." This brought a smattering of laughs and Cardin's face turned as red as the sauce on his face. He took a step forward, but then Jaune stood. By now, everyone knew about how Jaune had saved his life. Cardin drew up short and they stared each other down. Jaune spoke without removing his gaze from Cardin.
"Everyone sit down, please." We were all so taken aback by how confident and commanding he sounded, that we did as he asked. "Thank you." He said, returning to his seat. After a few moments, the cafeteria was back to normal. Yang laid a hand on my arm.
"You okay, Blake?" I sighed and nodded.
"I'll be fine. Anyone see where Velvet went?" Head shakes around the table.
"Here." Came a quiet voice from under the table. She crawled out and sat next to me. "Um, is it okay that I sit here?" I opened my mouth and she blurted: "It's. . .It's just for right now!" I smiled gently.
"You can sit here as often as you like." She gazed at me with a look of such naked adoration, it made me a bit uncomfortable. She took my hand and pressed it against her cheek.
"I am forever indebted to you. Anything you need, anything you want, just tell me and I'll do everything in my power to make it happen." That sounded so close to slavery that it turned my stomach.
"That's not necessary. You don't have to-" She squeezed my hand.
"I know, I want to. Please allow me to stay by your side." What else could I say but yes?
After the fiasco with lunch, I needed a long nap. Maybe I'll. . .take care of this feeling. I thought a bit uncomfortably. I considered this.
The frustration of being so close to orgasm twice in the space of ten minutes, and then being interrupted right when I was about to start again was starting to wear on me. It was like a living being, clawing at my guts and screaming white noise in my ears. I sighed and opened the door, drawing up short at the sight of Yang reclining on my bed. She had her hands laced behind her head, and one leg crossed over the other. She wiggled her toes and smiled at me.
"Well, well, well! Look what the cat dragged in." I smiled despite myself.
"Are we starting that again?" Yang smirked.
"We never stopped, I just gave you a little break." I kicked off my shoes and slid Gambol Shroud under my bed.
"Whatever, just scoot over." She moved over and patted the sheet next to her, like I hadn't just asked her to move so I could sit there. I sat and curled my legs to the side, looking across at Ruby and Weiss's beds. No one was there. I looked at the crack under the bathroom door. Dark. I looked back at Yang.
"Are we-" She slid closer and put a hand on my leg.
"Alone? I believe we are." Her words, spoken softly, sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my resolve breaking.
"Where are Ruby and Weiss?" Yang nuzzled my neck, nipping at the soft flesh and making me shudder. She smiled against my skin. There was no way I could resist, so I gave up.
"They're hanging out with Jaune and the others."
"Will we be interrupted?" Yang shrugged.
"I think they're playing Twister or something." I figured now was as good a time as any, so I slid a hand up her shirt and under her bra, caressing the globe of flesh underneath it. Yang moaned against my neck, the sound traveling across my skin as a vibration. I pushed Yang down and straddled her lap, looking down at her and grinning. It was pretty dark in the room, but that did not faze me, thanks to my night-vision. But I wasn't quite sure how well Yang could see. I wasn't wondering for long.
"All I can see of you are your eyes and your teeth." She giggled. "You're like the Cheshire Cat." I giggled too.
"I guess that makes you Alice." She adopted a fake British accent.
"But I don't want to go among mad people." She whined theatrically.
"You can't help that," I whispered, leaning down to reach her ear. "We're all mad here."
"Enough literature. Let's do it before someone walks in on us. . .again." She pushed me up so that I was sitting on her lap, my legs around her waist. She kissed me fiercely and passionately and I pushed her back down, scooting back and pulling at the waistband of her shorts and panties.
"Hey!" She protested, but smiled and began to pull mine down as well.
"Yang." I breathed, leaning down and nibbling on her earlobe. Her back arched and I noted her reaction with mild surprise. I dipped my head and my lips latched onto her right nipple, causing her to groan and arch her back again.
I sucked on her nipple and swirled my tongue around it while simultaneously sliding the middle finger of my left hand up and down the wet folds of her outer lips, flicking her clit every time I passed. She leaned her head back and moaned, bucking her hips against my hand.
"Blaaaake." She whined. "Don't tease me." I just continued the pattern, up, flick, and back down. She began whimpering and bucking her hips more frequently. I switched my mouth to her left breast and replaced my mouth with my right hand on her right breast.
Then I plunged my middle finger into her wet vagina, curling and twisting my finger back and forth. Her legs trembled and her thighs squeezed my hand and wrist. The extra friction on her inner thighs as I drove my finger deep into her passage made her moan louder.
"Ugh. Oh, Blake, more! Faster, Blake!" She called my name, and the sound made me wet as well. I increased my speed and pushed my index and ring fingers in her tight passage and the walls clamp them, sucking them eagerly deeper. Her hands clenched the sheets and her head whipped back and forth. "Blake! I love you!" I started twisting my hand with each thrust and she could no longer form full words or sentences.
I removed my hand and buried my face between her legs. She grabbed the back of my head as I used my tongue to replace the absent fingers.
"Ahn! Blake! I'm gonna. . ." I moved my mouth to suck hard on her clit, nibbling on the small bundle of nerves and putting my fingers back in. She cried out. "Blake, I'm coming!" I bit down on her clit lightly, sending her over the edge. She grabbed my pillow and brought it over her face. She arched her back, caught in the throes of her orgasm, screaming into my pillow.
Her sweet honey splashed over my lips and chin as I caught it in my mouth. I sat back and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. She lay on my bed, my pillow still over her face, her legs still trembling, and soft moans escaping her mouth every now and then. I laid on my side next to her.
She rolled over to face and removed the pillow from her face. There was mischievous smile on her face that was so wide that I was momentarily worried that her face would break.
"Your turn."
I'm feeling nice today, so I decided to update sooner than planned. I figured since I already had the next chapter done, I might as well upload it. And yes, I do have a plot, in case you were wondering. It's not all mindless smut. Though I must say I enjoy writing it. The next chapter is where the actual story begins to pick up. Hang in there folks, it's about to begin. (Insert witty rollercoaster reference here)