Ruby's POV

Warning: This chapter contains adult scenes. (AKA smut)

I quietly enter the house and lock the door behind me. I look up and let out a startled gasp when I see Yang waiting on me. "Oh, hey Yang, what are you doing up so late?" I say with a nervous chuckle, hoping she didn't see or hear Roman.

"Weiss told me about your little rendezvous with your new boyfriend." She smirked and pumped her eyebrows up and down suggestively.

A blush comes to my face. "H-He's not my boyfriend! We're uh, just friends, that's all." I look around the room for an escape, but there isn't one.

Yang crosses her arms. "Is that why your lipstick is smudged?"

The blush on my face deepens as I realize I've been caught. "Okay! We kissed."

Yang lets out an excited squeal and pulls me into a tight hug. "My baby sister had her first kiss! You're finally growing up! I'm so proud of you!" She exclaims as she picks me up.

"Shh, Yang, don't wake up Blake and Weiss. You know how Weiss is when she doesn't get her beauty rest."

She puts me down. " Sorry, I got a little too excited. So, tell me, how was it? Is he a good kisser?"

I blush again at the thought of Roman's tongue in my mouth and his hands on my body. I steeple my index fingers together and avoid eye contact with Yang. "It was… nice."

"Oh, come on. That blush on your face tells me it was more than just 'nice.'" She says.

"Okay, okay." I concede.

"It was really… exciting. I've never felt like that before." I bite my lower lip and heat floods to my core at the memory of his tongue and his hands.

"That's great, Rubes! I'm so excited for you." She pulls me into another hug. "I know you've got a patrol shift tomorrow, so I'll let you get to bed. Goodnight, Ruby." She pulls out of the hug and goes into the room she shares with Blake.

"Goodnight, Yang." I walk into my room and lock the door behind me.

I pull out my scroll and text Roman.

Ruby: Did you make it home?

Roman: I did.

Ruby: Okay, good.

I anxiously wait for a response, even though I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't respond. Damnit, Ruby, why aren't you good at conversation?

I let out a sigh. I feel conflicted. On one hand, he seems to have turned his life around. I can't deny that he's handsome, and he makes me feel like I've never felt before. I think back to when his tongue was in my mouth and his hands were caressing me. I begin to feel warmth in my core and I rub my legs together for friction. On the other hand, he's Roman freaking Torchwick. I made out with Roman Torchwick. We're supposed to be enemies. I feel torn. My stupid heart skips a beat when my scroll dings with a message from Torchwick.

Roman: I had a fun time tonight, Red. We should do it again soon. ;)

Heat floods my face at the thought of making out with him again. Gosh, why does he make me feel like this?

Ruby: I actually have patrol shifts the next few days, but maybe we could hang out this weekend?

Roman: That's perfect. There's a fireworks show this weekend, do you want to go with me?

My traitorous heart beats faster at the mention of another date with him. Before I can stop myself, I type a response.

Ruby: I would love to.

Roman: Then it's a date. I'll see you then, cutie.

Ruby: See you then. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, goodnight, Roman.

Roman: Goodnight, gem. Sweet dreams.

I gather my pajamas and head into the bathroom attached to my room. I place my pajamas onto the counter and turn the shower on so it can heat up while I get dressed. I step out of my dress and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I couldn't wear a bra with this dress, so I'm in just my panties. I study myself in the mirror, wondering if Roman would find me attractive. My breasts aren't very big, with me being the second smallest on the team. I turn around and look back at my butt in the mirror. It's not very big either. I wonder why Roman is kissing and flirting with me, when I'm sure he could have almost any girl he wants.

With a sigh I step into the warm spray of the shower. I wet my hair then lather shampoo into it. I quickly rinse it and put conditioner in it. I wash my face and rinse it, careful not to rinse the conditioner too early. I reach for my strawberry scented body wash and put it on my sponge. I slowly work my way down my body, making sure to cover every inch. I quickly wash my back and move to my front. I begin to wash my chest, and my mind begins to wander.

I wonder what it would be like if Roman were here.

Wetness floods my core at the thought. I slowly work my way down my body, imagining Roman's hand instead of mine. I wash my stomach and move down to my legs. I think back to the first kiss I had with Roman, his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands on my body. More heat floods my core and it becomes nearly unbearable. I quickly rinse my hair and body as the ache between my thighs becomes more and more uncomfortable.

I imagine Roman's hands wandering to my breasts and massaging them. My own hands wander to my breasts and I do the same thing I imagined Roman doing. I gently rub my nipples before tugging on them and letting out a soft moan, not loud enough for anyone else to hear. One hand stays on my breast while the other trails down my stomach. My finger finds my clit and I let out a whimper as my finger makes slow, steady circles on my clit. I need more.

My finger dips down between my folds and I find myself dripping. My finger finds my entrance and I slowly push it in. My knees wobble a little as I find my G-spot. I moan as I pump my finger in and out, rubbing my G-spot each time. The orgasm begins to build and I pick up the pace. "Ah, Roman." I whimper as the orgasm creeps closer. I imagine it's Roman's finger instead of mine, and that we're making out while he's fingering me. "Ohh!" I moan as the orgasm catches me by surprise and I keep thrusting my finger in and out to prolong the orgasm. I see stars behind my eyes and my knees begin to shake. Wetness coats my hand as I come down from my high.

I remove my finger and wash the wetness from my now-sensitive pussy. I can't believe I just masturbated to the thought of Roman Torchwick. I even moaned his name. Oh no, am I developing feelings for him? I'm so screwed.

With a sigh, I step out of the shower and dry myself off. I step into a pair of black cotton panties and pull a T-shirt over my head. I pad my way into my bedroom and flop down in my bed. I stare at the ceiling and try to gather my thoughts.

Okay. I think I definitely have feelings for Roman Torchwick. I wonder if he feels the same way. I sigh again and close my eyes. What happened at Junior's and in the shower took a lot of energy out of me, and it doesn't take me long to fall asleep.