Two more days of the same routine and I'd fallen in love with Blake's hands. I think Blake kinda fell in love with my back or something, because she really liked doing it. It was our own little time to bond, but I started to feel bad by the beginning of the fourth day. I felt like I was using her.

"You don't have to do this," I sighed softly into my pillow.

"Shh… What did I say about talking," she hissed softly in my ear. I whined playfully into my pillow until she worked her way to my biceps. Dust, that was amazing.

I told Blake I was fine when the cramps stopped the next morning. She nodded and finished getting dressed. I was sure the massages would stop. Plus, I had to catch up on my work! When class ended I went straight to the dorm for the fifth day in a row. I sat at my desk and started a report Professor Port had assigned two days ago. Beowolf behavior and how someone could track them down without alerting them that you were on their trail. I was about halfway done when I felt slender fingers wrap themselves around my shoulders right where they meet my neck.

"Blake… you don't have to do this anymore." My words came out as gentle moans.

Dust she's great.

"Shh… What'd I say about talking?" Her breath was cool against the back of my neck and I felt the goosebumps start to form as she spoke. They spread down my arms and I couldn't help but squirm.

She put a little pressure against my muscles and I melted. She'd found a certain spot that made me groan embarrassingly loud yesterday and I had a feeling she'd turn it into a new game. She dug the pads of her fingers against sensitive muscles for a while and got a lot more groans out of me. When she got tired of that, she decided to use her knuckles down my back pressing against my spine and I was absolutely positive I'd need to pay her from now on. She found a spot that was pretty ticklish and I flinched away from her hands, arching my back. I felt it crack in about seven different places.

"Oh god Blake, yes…" I leaned my head back a bit and rested it against her shoulder. I smiled and stuck my tongue out at her. She grinned back and went back to making me melt. Her fingers attacked my sides and I had to scrunch my face up in concentration not to groan again. It was all a trap.

She picked me up in her hands and set me down on her sheets so fast.

"Blake!" I squirmed playfully and tried to turn around to face her. All of this was just way too much.

"It's easier here... Don't argue." Her hands found their way into my shirt. Her nails scratched down my back and I shivered.

"Are you okay," she asked softly.

"Mhmm…" I groaned softly into her pillow. It smelled just like her- sweet licorice and berry scented shampoo, with the smell of textbook pages sprinkled in.

"Good." She lifted the back of my shirt and massaged even more intensely. The heels of her palms dug in deep and she made sure to hit that spot a couple of times. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I almost didn't feel her fingers unclasp my bra.

Almost...

I wanted to speak up, but I didn't want to ruin the massage. She definitely didn't have to be so thorough… I felt the straps slip away from my body and her hands went to kneading my back. She kept going for almost an hour. I was sure Ruby and Weiss had already finished class, but I couldn't even think about where they might be. The only things on my mind were Blake, her hands and- the damn report! I reached behind me and patted the backs of her hands, letting her know it was time to stop. She let me go with a sigh and I reached around my back and clipped myself back up. Can't let the girls descend from shadows.

"Thanks, Blake." She nodded and crossed her legs, hugging her knees close to her chest. Her ears twitched and I could see red blush fading from her cheeks.

"I uh… I'll go finish my homework…?"