Oh, shit. Um, lemons. Lotsa lemons here.

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Weiss slammed the stall shut behind her, whirled, and pulled Ruby down to meet her lips, tongue slipping against tongue. Weiss didn't know a mouth could taste so sweet. It was like drinking warm honey, and Weiss was starving.

One hand held strong against Ruby's tank top. The other snaked into her hair and pulled it again, using the leverage to press Ruby deeper into her.

Ruby let out a soft squeak.

Weiss pulled back, still keeping her grip on Ruby's hair, taking deep heaving breathes. She pushed Ruby back. Ruby's ass landed right on the toilet seat.

Oh, she'd missed this.

"Take off your top." Weiss commanded.

Ruby, grinning, complied. The tank top landed on the hand bar.

Weiss drank Ruby in. Her perked breasts, her sharp shoulders, her toned arms. The cheese grater abs in her core, peeking out with every breath.

"Do you work out?" Weiss asked.

"I run every morning." Ruby answered. She held her hand out and, after a moment, Weiss grabbed it. Ruby pulled Weiss down, Weiss' legs straddling Ruby's waist. Warm.

Weiss' wandering eyes settled as she did, drinking in Ruby's breasts. She held her hand out to touch them, then stopped just short.

"They don't bite." Ruby snorted, brow bent in confusion, smiling nonetheless.

"I know that!" Weiss snapped, voice shaking.

Ruby cocked her head.

"How long has it been since. . ." Ruby asked, frowning. She pointed between her and Weiss.

". . . Since sex?" Weiss asked, looking away. Ruby nodded. "About six months ago."

"Wow." Ruby whistled. "Six months?"

"Well, yeah. But with a woman?" Weiss looked Ruby in the eyes. " Almost six years." She admitted quietly.

"Oh." Ruby's mouth popped open. She looked around, then looked at Weiss. "I'm guessing not how you pictured it." She chuckled.

"No, I thought there'd be a bed." Weiss laughed, her legs squeezing Ruby's waist.

"I'll help you." Ruby said, and gently grabbed Weiss' hand and placed it on her breast. "See? Easy peasy."

Weiss didn't respond, her hand filled with the unbearable softness of Ruby's tit. Her thumb grazed the nub, fingers traced the full outline of the breast.

As she played, Ruby let out little mews of pleasure. Her own hands gently worked their way under Weiss' shirt, palms pressing her core, lifting the hem up.

Weiss pulled back.

"I-I-I'd rather keep it on." Weiss said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Please."

"Okay." Ruby acquiesced, leaning back. "What do you want?" She whispered, eyes lidded, tracing Weiss' body.

What did she want? She was like a kid at christmas, too excited to unwrap her present that she couldn't formulate what to do with it out of the box. A woman - a real, live woman - tits out and willing, and Weiss was at a loss.

"I like kissing. And being kissed. And bitten." Ruby volunteered, gesturing to her chest. "Especially here."

"Oh. Yes. That would - um -" Weiss tripped over herself, face flaring red at the thought of her tongue, her teeth, tasting that supple flesh.

Ruby smirked, grabbed Weiss' chin, and pulled her into another kiss.

Weiss squeaked and, after a moment, delved into the kiss, her teeth nipping at Ruby's lips hungrily, tongue dancing wildly.

Her scent overwhelmed Weiss. Her soft shoulders and rough, scarred arms sent shivers through her fingers. She pulled from Ruby's mouth and dragged the tip of her tongue up Ruby's neck, eliciting a quiet moan. Weiss' teeth nipped Ruby's ear, and she gasped, her hands slipping under Weiss'

skirt, thumb and fingers drawing down her ass, towards her quivering core.

She was soaked.

"Someone's excited." Ruby breathed, pressing her fingers in.

Weiss could only nod, as her body began thrumming the second Ruby pressed into her, a line of electricity drawn right from her core to the center of her brain, relieving a font of pressure she hadn't noticed before. She arched her spine, suppressing a hard moan, teeth sharp in her lip. Her nails dug into Ruby's shoulders, and Ruby stilled, Weiss quivering.

"Did you just come?" Ruby asked.

"N-no." Weiss growled. "It just felt. . . Really. Really good." Her grip softened. "I want to grind on your fist." Weiss gasped through her teeth.

"Oh?" Ruby said, blinking. "Is that all?"

"And I want to finger you." Weiss whispered, breath tickling Ruby's lobe.

"At the same time?" Ruby said, brow arched, fingers still pressing into Weiss' core.

"I've done it before." Weiss insisted.

"Okay. But -" Ruby's eyes glanced toward Weiss' hand. Little welts were rearing up where Weiss had gripped her.

"Oh. Um, my handbag-" Weiss had set it down on the toilet paper dispenser. She unzipped it and grabbed a pair of clippers.

"You just have nail clippers?" Ruby said with disbelief.

"Proper preparation prevents piss poor performance." Weiss snapped back. She checked her nails. Just a few millimeters too long. She clipped her left hand and shoved the clippers in the bag.

"Wow. Where'd you learn that one?" Ruby asked, gently rubbing Weiss' panties.

"S-Sun." Weiss said. She a deep breath. She pulled a nail file out and started sanding the rough edges.

"You listened to a lowly dishwasher?" Ruby teased.

"I decided I wouldn't ignore what someone had to say based on their position in life." Weiss glanced at Ruby, pursing her lips together.

"Oh. Well at least you don't ignore people based on that." Ruby drawled.

"Look," Weiss held her hand out. "Do you want me to finish this or are you going to anno- oooOOOOOOh!"

"I'm sorry. Please continue."

"You're - You're not sorry at all." Weiss insisted, flicking her hair back, getting back to polishing.

"No, I am. I've never had someone last this long." Ruby said cheekily.

"Saying I'm taking too long?" Weiss grumbled, slowing down in her polishing.

"Nope!" Ruby answered. "Take all the time you need. I know how to sit."

"Good girl." Weiss said softly, finishing her pinkie. Then, she jerked. "Hey!"

"Sorry, aren't you finished?" Ruby asked.

"Yes but-" Weiss bit back a moan. "Stop rubbing me and put your fist on your leg." She ordered. Ruby complied. "No, your left hand, dolt."

"I'm not a dolt." Ruby snorted, switching hands.

"Sure. Point up your thumb knuckle."

"Are you this anal outside of bed?" Ruby asked.

"I know what I like." Weiss growled. Her left hand slipped into Ruby's panties just as she pressed her own against Ruby's fist. Her finger slipped over Ruby's button, and she tensed up, chin lifting high.

"Hm. Someone's a little excited." Weiss said mockingly. Fuck she was so wet and warm.

"Yeah." Ruby whined, eyes wide, almost pleading.

"I bet I know what you like." Weiss breathed into Ruby's ear.

"T-try me." Ruby grinned.

"Hm." Weiss began grinding on Ruby's hand, using her whole torso to get the right angle, the right pressure. As she did, her arm matched the rhythm of her spine, fingers curving in time with her body, her middle finger stretching deep into Ruby's core, while the back of her knuckles grazed at the lips.

Ruby breathed harder. Her right hand dug into Weiss' hip, short nails indenting her flesh.

"Mmmmmmmmm." Weiss purred, teeth nipping at Ruby's neck, drawing squeaks and sighs between waves of breath.

"It's g-good." Ruby admitted through her teeth. "But not exactly what I like."

"What do you like?" Weiss asked, breathy, her fingers and hips picking up the pace.

"Blind folds. Cuffs. And I like to taste my food when I finger it." Ruby answered, head bowed against Weiss' chest.

"Blind folds and cuffs?" Weiss asked. She kept the pace, pressing her nose into Ruby's hair, taking a deep breath. Musky, sweaty, almost bitter. "Not what I expected."

"What did you expect?" Ruby asked.

"I don't know. Whipped cream?"

"Ha! Aaaaah!~" Ruby shook her head against Weiss' chest. "Food belongs in the kitchen." She lifted her head, tongue gliding up Weiss' jaw. "Press harder."

"Harder?"

"I'm close." Ruby whimpered.

"Yeah?" Weiss grinned. She complied, her middle finger's length pressing hard against Ruby's clit.

"Mmm!" Ruby's chin went up, tendons straining in her neck. "Yes yes yes yes!"

"Wow." Weiss said quietly. Too quietly for Ruby to hear, and for that she was grateful. Watching Ruby strain against the pressure, throwing her whole body into this moment, closed eyes and open lips drawing a silent scream. . . Fuck.

Weiss shifted off Ruby's fist, her hand working faster and faster, watching Ruby's breath hitch, her tits jiggle and bounce, her sweaty hair sticking to her cheek.

Then Ruby's legs clamped around Weiss' hand, and her whole body bent forward, hands pulling Weiss into a death grip. Ruby's breath stopped for a moment, then she released several whining moans in descending scale, and finally went limp in Weiss' arms, chest heaving.

Weiss pulled her hand from Ruby's heat, lifting it to her nose. Sweet, bright sex filled her, and she stuck her finger in her mouth, tasting the salt and slick wet. She pulled her finger from her mouth with a small pop.

"That. Was incredible." Ruby gasped.

"Thank you." Weiss purred. She drew her hand, the same one that just fucked Ruby senseless, down to her panties.

Ruby's hand grabbed Weiss wrist. Before Weiss could react, Ruby pulled her down just as she stood up, effectively switching their positions with Weiss on the toilet and Ruby kneeling in front of her.

"What-" Weiss pressed her legs shut. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"I want to taste you too." Ruby pouted, hands on Weiss' thighs, resting but not pushing. "Are you gonna tell me no?" She asked, resting her cheek on Weiss' knee.

Weiss' heat was absolutely buzzing, begging for that mouth, that tongue, to slip inside and fucking mess her up.

"If-if I keep my panties on." Weiss said softly, drawing the hem of her skirt up.

"Sure." Ruby grinned.

Weiss slowly opened her legs, knees shaking, going slowly.

Ruby, on the other hand, seemed uninterested in waiting, and delved into Weiss' depths the second she saw an opening, putting her whole mouth over Weiss' soaked sheer panties and sucked hard.

Weiss threw her head back at the onslaught, and the pressure jumped right from the sea straight to space. She shoved her fist into her mouth, stifling her keening whine. Every muscle in her body tensed. She pressed against the toilet, legs lifting her into the air, pushing into Ruby's mouth as hard as she could. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. One hand pulled at Ruby's hair hard, and Ruby hummed in approval.

Weiss bucked, hips swinging in tune to the crashing crescendo coursing from her clit, beaming like a lighthouse in a thunderstorm. She bucked once more, pressing hard into Ruby's jaw, trying to wring as much tension from her body as she could. Then, she collapsed against the toilet seat, spent.

"Tasty." Ruby said, grinning, licked the bright wet from her mouth. She rested her head on Weiss' thigh, eyes gazing up.

Weiss heaved, eyes lidded. She regarded Ruby, hair spiking out from sweat and exertion, face and shoulders sweaty and red, bright silver eyes staring up at her.

Her left hand snaked down, cupping Ruby's cheek. Soft. Warm.

Beautiful.

In the stall next to them, the toilet flushed. An occupant opened the stall door, walked to the sink, and washed their hands. They hit the dryer, then left without a word.

Weiss, wide eyed, regarded herself. Wearing designer clothes in a dingy bathroom, freshly fucked and spread on a toilet seat, her sous chef between her legs. Grinning.

"Fuck."

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There's more, but I'm gonna give it a few weeks. Try to build some steam back up to get into it. Enjoy.