RWBY does not belong to me, but to Rooster Teeth.
Don't You Wish your Girlfriend was…
Strong Like Me part 2
"Keep reaching for the sky, Rube," Velvet said as she kept caressing the girl's body in a (not so) subtle way. Her breasts pressed against the redhead's back, body heats mingling. "You're doing great."
"Ehe…Thanks." She attempted to stand still but with the Faunus right behind her – as close as only Weiss had been – feeling her up, it was increasingly difficult to stand still.
Velvet chuckled. She angled her head to inhale the fruity scent of the sniper's hair. Her fingertips danced upon exposed skin and traced the curved underside of perky breasts—
"That t-tickles, Velvet!"
"Oh, right." She eyed the fencer with a sly smile. "I'm so sorry."
Weiss glared daggers. You could almost see the veins popping out underneath snow-white skin, her fists clenched tightly to turn the knuckles pale. She was enraged and flabbergasted, mind reeling as she wracked her brain for an answer to what to do.
"Oh!" Ruby exclaimed. "I forgot my water bottle in the locker room!" She immediately dashed towards the doorway. "I'll be right back!"
What a shame. The Faunus had really been enjoying it so far.
"What the actual hell is your problem?!"
Hazel eyes focused on pale-blue ones. "Sorry?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Scarlatina." The words were seething. "That's my girlfriend you're feeling up, molester!"
"She certainly didn't seem to mind it." The brunette casually toyed with loose locks. "Probably because she enjoys the attention of a real woman's touch."
"Excuse me?!"
"I'm just saying," Velvet began. "That Ruby is a lot more comfortable with me. I've seen and heard about you; cold, selfish, and downright nasty at times."
"How exactly am I selfish? What gives you the right to assume that I don't treat Ruby right?!" Weiss yelled, losing composure.
"When exactly did you take her out on a date – or spent some time with her – purely for the both of you and not because you felt that I threatened you?"
For a moment, the rage melted away from the fencer. She didn't answer, her gaze cast to the floor.
´Bingo.´
"That's what I thought." She stepped closer. "Ruby deserves someone better – someone who treats her as a girlfriend rather than a prize to be flaunted around. You're possessive of her and as soon as she's doing anything you don't like you reprimand her like a dog—"
"Look who's talking!" Weiss spat back. "Who wouldn't be possessive when there's a nasty homewrecker who can't keep her hands to herself, waiting for an opening to try something funny?"
Velvet bit back a snarky response. Fair enough; she was rather possessive of Ruby in her own way. Pot, meet Kettle.
"Fair enough," she admitted. "But you're wrong. I've already tried something ´funny´ and if you hadn't called her that time to lure her away, I'd show her just how nasty I can be."
Weiss' expression was just priceless. "You are so dead, Scarlatina."
"You should try and stay on my good side, you know." This was so unlike her. Her confidence was boosted beyond belief and a different side of her – an animal fighting for a mate – took hold. "If you behave, I might send you a video to help you get off, show you how a real woman handle a girl like Ruby—"
The impact of an open palm slap echoed within the gym. The brunette blinked, processed what had happened and touched her now sore cheek.
In a way, she knew she had deserved it. Hers had been a nasty remark, an unnecessary taunt and no matter the circumstances you should try and be the bigger person.
All of that was ignored when the animal in her roared but quickly fell silent. She could punch back. Best the girl physically. The stronger mate would've won and claim Ruby while the defeated heiress would be on the ground. She could hit her right in the solar plexus from where they stood and that would be enough.
But Velvet chose not to. Gears in her head began to turn.
Not everything had to be settled with physical strength.
"Fair enough," she said, placating with hands held up. "I crossed a line."
"…"
"I'll leave." She grabbed her water bottle as she prepared to leave. "I wouldn't want to cause a scene here."
"…Yeah, you wouldn't. There's a lot more where that came from."
Velvet rolled her eyes. "Sure."
"And stay away from Ruby."
The Faunus stopped mid-step and peered over her shoulder back at the heiress. "I believe Rube is old enough to make her own decisions, snowflake."
She heard Weiss scoff and could practically feel the glare she was receiving but Velvet didn't care. Let the fencer believe she had won – it'd be more fun that way.
Poor girl didn't even realize that Velvet was heading to the locker room where Ruby was.
It was almost a surprise when she saw the sniper sitting on one of the benches, scroll in hand. She looked up at the arriving Faunus, smiling.
"Velvet! I was just about to text you – I mean, I was gonna write a text and send it to you later, I didn't know if you were done here or if you were planning on staying a bit longer—"
Velvet strode over and pulled the younger girl up to her feet. Ruby squeaked and offered no resistance when lips sealed together in a hungry kiss. One hand buried in red-black tresses at the back of Ruby's head, another cupped the full curve of her ass. The kiss was ferocious, desirous, tongues wrestling for dominance and exploring oral caverns.
The young team-leader melted into the embrace, clutching her at the older huntress and eventually stood tip-toeing with shaky legs.
Finally Velvet pulled back. Saliva bridged their mouth for a moment before snapping.
The redhead was in a haze. "…I…Wha…"
"You can do better than Weiss," Velvet stated. "I've loved you for a long time, Ruby. I'd do anything to be with you, even if it meant visiting my…darker sides. She doesn't treat you right and you know it." She stepped back. "I cannot force you into anything, nor would I want to. But if you feel anything…about us…or perhaps feel…unsatisfied," Her hand trailed down between Ruby's loins, surprised when she noticed slight damp heat as the other girl let out a mewl. "Then you know where to find me."
Ruby didn't reply. She touched her lips, still dazed, and slowly left the room.
A quick shower later and properly dressed, Velvet left as well.
