I grabbed her wrists and pinned them down to the wet grass beneath us. She looked up into my eyes and I don't think I've ever been so in love with the color amber. It was dark in the clearing and hard to see her. I had to feel my way around her body, but I knew she could see every inch of me with those amazing Faunus eyes. I didn't mind, I wanted her to see. She tried to struggle out of my grip, trying to make this difficult. She loved playing these games where she pretended to be in control. I held her a little tighter, smirk wide on my face and she let out a little gasp of pleasure as her eyes fluttered shut for a moment. I think she finally understood just how hungry I was for her. I needed her.
I never realized how hard it would be to hold someone down and take their clothes off at the same time. I tried to pin her wrists with my left hand but she was just so intent on making it difficult. She laughed as she managed to free one of her wrists, tangled her fingers in my hair and dragged me down for another kiss. I growled in frustration as I managed to get the hand back under control. Blake wanted me between her thighs, I could see it in her eyes just how much she wanted what I was planning on giving her. She nipped and bit at my lips, and finally those amber eyes closed. She whimpered softly and I could feel my heart racing.
"You sure you want this," I loved teasing her, but I needed to know for sure if she wanted this. I wanted her to say yes, I wanted her to beg for it. I wanted to destroy her. I was gonna tie her in knots with just my tongue.
"Yang, please…," she panted softly, I could barely see red blush starting to color her cheeks. Blake humped my thigh, desperately biting her lip. For all her playful resistance, she really wanted me to hurry. She wanted my fingers and tongue and she wanted her legs wrapped around me while I explored every inch of her body.
I decided I wanted to tease her. Her body quivered under mine as I let my breath ghost over all of the marks and bruises I'd left on her shoulders and neck and chest. Small circles where I'd bit and red and blue and purple blotches where I'd sucked as she begged for more. She'd never healed a single one of them and I couldn't help but feel special. Those were mine.
I could see everything she wanted in the way she moved. The way her breath went so ragged when I touched her, like every kiss was bringing her that much closer to the edge. I could feel her pulse beat beneath her skin like thousands of tiny drums. It seemed to take forever before I finally got her damn vest loose enough to slip my hand under it. I pressed my hand against her stomach, feeling dozens of tight, sculpted muscles flex under my palm. Slowly, I lifted her vest up past her midriff, kissing every inch of exposed skin I could. She responded with breathy gasps and my name whispered through grit teeth.
I slipped the vest up over her shoulders and for once she stopped fighting me, instead biting her lip as I pulled it up over her head and placed it beside us. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss her again, and she purred deep in her chest as I cupped her face in my hands. Sweet licorice lips against mine. Her eyes closed, her heart was racing. I brushed my thumbs against her cheekbones as her hands tentatively grabbed at the collar of my jacket. Her palms pushed against my boobs, like she wanted to grab them but didn't want to be obvious. I took her hands in mine and pressed her palms against them. Her eyes opened for just a second, almost like she was asking if it was okay. I squeezed her palms again and bit my lip. I knew just how to pour on the sex appeal and she responded exactly how I wanted her to.
We wrestled around in the grass for a while, trying to get more and more of each other's clothes off. We rolled around on the ground, getting smudges of dirt on our backs and blades of green in our hair. I was just so desperate to kiss more of her. I kissed her from her lips to her cheek, down to her throat and neck, across her shoulders, down her arms, across her palms to each individual fingertip. I nibbled her chest, yanked her bra off with my teeth to kiss each breast. She clutched at the grass under us and whined my name. I just couldn't tease her when she was practically begging for my touch. I tried to peel her out of her stockings but I was just a bit too eager. I heard a quick rip and stopped just as she shuddered.
"Do it again," she whimpered.
"Fuck, you're so hot," I whispered to myself. I ripped at the stockings with short, quick yanks, revealing more and more skin as she yanked out fistfuls of grass from the ground. I dragged my nails against the torn cloth, scratching at her inner thighs. Slowly, I peeled them off of her. Her shorts came next, the white already stained with shades of green and brown from rolling around in the grass.
I looked down at her nearly naked body. She was wearing nothing but black lace underwear. I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. Her amber eyes looked up at me as I took in the sight of her amazing legs and tight stomach. And that's when I panicked.