Blake and I went back to the park the next day. I felt bad about having to lie to Ruby, though- I ended up telling her we were going to a nightclub and wouldn't be back until curfew.
"Don't wait up, guys," I winked at her playfully as I left her and Weiss in Team JNPR's dorm. We brought a picnic basket full of food and blankets and I bought us ice cream from the parlor we'd gone to last time. We sat and watched the sunset and I crossed my fingers, hoping that the fireflies would be able to put on one last show just for us.
"They should've started by now, right? Do you think we've already missed them? We can always wait until next year, Blake, I don't mind having to wait-"
"Yang…" Blake kissed my cheek softly and I stopped mid-sentence so quickly my mouth was still hanging open.
"I don't really care if they start up… I didn't come here to watch them." Blake squeezed my thigh and I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks.
"I'm never going to get used to how hot she is…"
She kissed me again, this time pressing her lips just under my jaw. They were soft, sweet kisses but that was all I needed before I was clay in her hands. I tangled my fingers in her hair and pulled her closer to me, tearing a short moan from her before our lips even met.
"Dust, Blake… you're so easy," I teased. She growled at me and nipped at my lip, trying to be more controlling in the kiss. But Blake doesn't really do control- that was something I figured out pretty quickly. I kissed back, my hands moving up to her jaw and I held her close as I fell in love with her rough tongue and soft lips and the taste of licorice. She wrapped her arms around my waist and purred.
Blake was all sharp nibbles and sweet breath and begging moans. She purred even louder when my hands reached down to grab her hips, and I brought her body even closer against mine. I pulled her scarf off of her with my teeth, not wanting to let her go for even a moment. It fell to the wet grass and I kissed at her jaw and neck, tearing even louder moans from her lips.
The kissing, the sighing, the fluttered breath and satisfied purrs that came from Blake were the best soundtrack I'd ever heard. I could've kissed her forever. I could've wrapped my fingers in her hair and pressed my lips against hers and felt her smooth thighs tangled between mine forever. I opened my eyes to catch a quick glimpse of her, and honestly felt like I'd died and gone to heaven...
She just looked so damn beautiful. Her body was laid out beside me and I ran my hands over every dip and curve I could. I couldn't take it anymore. I let my hands wander under her vest, feeling even more smooth, warm skin underneath. Her cheeks went red as I touched her.
"Yang…" She sighed my name before burying her face into my chest.
"What's up, Blakey?" I laughed softly and placed a finger under her chin to lift her face so I could get a better look at her.
"I… want- I'm ready..." She looked at me with amber eyes and long eyelashes and sweet breath and I think I felt my heart stop. Yeah, we'd come here specifically to do this, but listening to her tell me just how much she wanted to…
"Are you sure? We could just-"
"Yang…" Blake grabbed me by my scarf and pulled me in for another kiss. I closed my eyes and felt her heart beat through her chest against mine. I could feel so much through our clothes but I wanted to feel so much more. I whimpered softly as she pulled away.
"I need this," she admitted softly. I nodded and took a deep breath, readying myself. She wrapped her arms around me and I tore my eyes off of her for the very last time to look up at the night sky. The shattered moon was covered behind clouds, blocking out the dim light it cast on Remnant, but thousands of little pinpricks of light flashed all around us.
"Wow…" I breathed softly.
"It's almost as beautiful as you," Blake whispered in my ear.
"You're such a nerd," I whined. Her compliments always made me blush- she just made me feel so loved and appreciated.
"I hope they won't be the only thing flashing me in the next few minutes," she purred softly. I turned to look at her, eyes wide.
"Did she just make a good pun?!"
"I think I love you," I whispered.
"Me too…"