It was finally, finally Friday.

"The weekend! Weekends are great."

With all of the distractions out of the way, Blake and I finally got around to speaking to Ruby about… us. She was practically buzzing as we told her, her Semblance getting the best of her and leaving her vibrating her seat while we told the story of how we got together.

"Guys, ohmyDust, I'm so happy for you two! Blake you're gonna love Yang oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!"

We also decided to tell Weiss. She was a bit less excited.

"Make sure this relationship doesn't affect this team, you two," she said with a huff.

Blake and I decided to revisit the clearing by the river. Winter was closing in on Vale and the fireflies would be putting on their last few shows before the adults died off. Blake had wanted to see it one last time and I couldn't think of a better way to spend our official first date. We grabbed a picnic blanket, and a couple of books and loaded them onto Bumblebee before we left.

We got there just before sunset, and the fireflies were just starting. The little pinpoints of light started off as just a few dozen different bugs, but the rest of the clearing quickly woke up, shining their lights bright enough to find a partner. It was like watching thousands of stars flicker in and out of existence every few seconds. I wrapped an arm around Blake's waist and held her close to my side, just in case she got cold.

We'd been quietly watching the show for about a half hour before I realized Blake was kinda distracted from the actual show.

"Blake?"

"Yes?" She looked away, pretending to have been interested in a nearby tree.

"You're doing it again." I smirked, nuzzling her cheek playfully.

"Doing what?" I could feel her start to blush. Her ears had twitched less and less as the night had gone on and a purr rumbled deep in her chest.

"Avoiding me…" I pulled away to give her some space. I wanted to make sure she was okay. To make sure that she didn't have a problem with any of this. She met my eyes after a while, looking coy.

"Sorry, I… was lost in thought," she mumbled softly.

"What kind of thoughts?" I asked curiously. It was just a rhetorical question- I didn't really mean anything by it. But her face went red as Ruby's cloak and I realized it was a lot more than just a question.

"Oooooooooh. Those kinds of thoughts." I reached down and took her hands in mine. I entwined our fingers together and stroked her palms with my thumbs. It was nice, gentle contact that I knew she wouldn't shy away from. Wouldn't make her too uncomfortable. I'd realized a while ago that I was really open with sharing the dirtiest of thoughts that floated around my head, but Blake was a lot more conservative with her thoughts. After a bit, I'd kind of figured out it was because her thoughts were a lot raunchier than mine. Those books she read were great sources for ideas.

"I have those kinds of thoughts often, you know? About you… I even had a wicked dream last night… I'm just glad no one else heard me." I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Her face went from embarrassment, to being colored with the blush of embarrassment.

"I… I thought I'd heard something during the night…" She waited a long time before finally saying what was on her mind. Honestly, I could've waited forever. Her eyes caught the shine of every firefly behind me and sparkled and shimmered like pools of honey…

"Wow that was poetic. I should write a book."

"Yang?" Her voice was low and raspy, like she was just getting her voice back after a cold.

"Yeah, Blake?"

"I… I want to kiss you… but I'm not sure how I should go about doing that…" Her cheeks were red, still super embarrassed. I smiled and leaned in towards her. I watched her eyes widen in shock as I got closer to her lips. I stopped almost an inch away, waiting for her to bridge the gap between us.

"All you have to do is ask," I chuckled softly. I licked my lips and yeah maybe I was pouring on the sex appeal a bit too strongly, but Dust watching the flustered look on Blake's face was amazing.

Her lips finally crashed against mine.

She wasn't the best kisser in the world, but kissing her always made my heart race.

"I'm kissing Blake!"

I cupped her face in my hands, eyes slowly closing as I let myself feel her. She purred and mewled and made the cutest noises I'd ever heard. It was pretty obvious she didn't have too much experience kissing, but I was one hundred and ten percent okay with that. Her hands roamed my body and grabbed at my jacket. Her breathing was fast and erratic and her tongue slipped between my lips. It made my heart race.

"Just how badly does Blake want me?" I pulled away softly and she whined in protest.

"Slow down, Blakey… we've got all night." I pressed my lips back against hers and seconds felt like hours. The world melted away and suddenly we were two cosmic beings sharing a kiss as stars died and were literally birthed into existence before flickering out all around us.

"Damn, I should definitely start writing that book."

Blake was the first to pull away, trying hard to catch her breath.

"Wow," she sighed softly, brushing some of her long, soft hair back into place behind her ear.

"Mhmm…" It was all that needed to be said between us. We watched the fireflies go on with their show for another few minutes before I finally decided I liked the taste of licorice too much to part with it for too long. I kissed her cheek and she quickly turned to press her lips against mine.

We kissed again.

And again.

And again.