We'd decided on an impromptu sleepover, this time with Team SSSN involved. We had to sneak Team SSSN into our dorm- none the professors were too keen on letting people from the visiting academies do these kinds of things. Getting Sun into our dorm was easy- he's surprisingly pretty stealthy when he wants to be. Getting Neptune in was a mission. It took twenty minutes, a baseball cap, and Pyrrha striking up an awkward conversation about boys to distract Professor Goodwitch before we managed to get him in the room.

"Let's get this party started," I shouted after we'd shut the door.

"Quietly," Weiss hissed. She was right- the last thing we needed was to get busted.

It was great. We'd been practicing for the tournament for so long we hadn't gotten a chance to see each other in weeks. Weiss and I were practically heroes, everyone telling us how great we'd done during our fight against Team FNKI. Everyone seemed to really be enjoying themselves, especially considering we'd bought extra pints of ice cream. After the first few hours of laughing and smiling harder than I had in days, I sat back and watched as everyone else enjoyed themselves. Pyrrha and Jaune were being awkward, touching but not really touching. Nora and Ruby were sharing ice cream, trying to make some new flavor. Team SSSN were playing rock-paper-scissors trying to decide who was going to fight their double's match tomorrow. Weiss was cuddling Zwei close to her chest. I almost didn't notice Ren sit down next to me.

"Hello, Yang." He was such a quiet guy I barely recognized his voice. I smiled at him and gave him a little extra room to sit at the edge of my bed. It was the first time I'd seen him without his hair being tied up. He should keep it like that.

"What's up, Ren?"

"Just… curious. You're normally so talkative, it seems odd not seeing you amidst everyone else," he talked slowly at first, like he was nervous. We haven't talked often so I wasn't too surprised.

"Heh, a little too tired to be life of the party right now," I admitted. Using my Semblance like that took a lot out of me.

"Ah. I see. I admire your passion. That was art on the battlefield." He talked like a character in one of Blake's books. The thought made me smile before realizing Blake wasn't in the room.

"She probably went to the bathroom," I thought to myself.

"Thanks, Ren. You did really well yourself. Surprised Jaune didn't elect you for the doubles round." Hearing Jaune's plan to send both Pyrrha and Nora sounded almost like overkill. Pyrrha's such an amazing fighter- I've watched her tournament fights since I was in Signal- and hearing her being put in a team with the girl who'd KO'd a whole team with one hit sounded like cheating.

"You're too kind. I um… actually have a request to make. It's this, uh… I've left Nora's pillow in the dorm. She can't sleep without it and, well… if any of us were to be caught leaving your dorm-"

"Say no more. Your friendly neighborhood Yang is here." I was happy to help, even if I was a little sore.

"Thanks, Yang. I appreciate this," he said, handing me his keycard.

"No problem, buddy. I'll go get it now, be back in a second," I hopped off my bunk and headed for the door.

"Please, take your time," he tried really hard to hide a smirk, but I'm really good at telling when people are just about to laugh. It's practically my second Semblance. I just couldn't tell why.

"Ren's probably just weird," I thought to myself, humming softly as I swiped myself into JNPR's dorm. Hitting the light, I immediately realized the trap Ren had sent me to.

"Evening, beautiful," Blake smirked. She was sitting on one of the beds, one leg crossed lazily over the other.

I've never been much of a lingerie kind of girl. It's expensive, none of it ever fits my boobs, and getting all dressed up in cute clothes just to have them ripped off faster than I'd put them on has always sounded dumb to me. But Dust, whatever Blake had on looked like it was made specifically for her. She was wearing a dark purple corset that ended at her midriff and showed off a lot more than it hid. Black straps criss-crossed her chest and hugged her breasts. Even more straps hung from the bottom of the corset, accentuating her hips and midriff before clasping with her crotchless underwear. Even more straps patterned her thighs before clasping with knee-high boots. The outfit was all tied up with a domino mask and matching gloves. She looked like a supervillain straight out of an X-Ray & Vav comic… a really hot supervillain.

"Wow. So is this all for-"

"Quiet."

That stopped me in my tracks. My mouth hung open for a sec like she'd just sucked the air right out of my lungs. It took me a minute before I finally regained my composure and looked at her in confusion. The smirk on her face and look in those amber eyes told me I'd probably picked the right choice by listening.

"Good. You're not entirely hopeless," she purred softly. I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell her I wasn't hopeless at all. I wanted to run my fingers through her soft hair and kiss her so fucking hard… Instead, I ran my fingers through my own hair, unsure of what to do.

"Come here," Blake beckoned me forward and my feet were practically moving on their own, moving me closer before I'd even realized I'd been walking.

"B-Blake? What's going on," I asked confusedly. I wasn't… used to this kind of treatment. I was the girl who called the shots. I was the girl who was always in control. She reached out and caressed my cheek, brushing the pad of her thumb across my cheekbone. It felt… nice.

"You were so amazing out there… so powerful," she spoke quietly- barely a whisper- and I had to strain to hear her.

"Blake, you're embarrassing," I whined, but before I could protest any more she placed a finger against my lips.

"Watching you out there made me want to tie you up… Made me want all of that unbridled power wrapped around my finger. Have you ever felt like that?" She led me down to my knees as she spoke and I followed without hesitation.

"Every day-" Blake narrowed her eyes at me and I got the point. No talking.

"Dust, you're even more beautiful when you're quiet," she teased, the pad of her thumb tracing along my lips. Her fingertips grazed across my skin, tangling themselves in my hair. Even her smallest touches made me want to melt. She leaned in close before kissing my forehead, her fingertips still tangling in my hair. The kiss made me feel so small.

"Yang, give me your hands." It wasn't much of a question, and I didn't want to disappoint her.

"Good girl," the smile on her face was way too smug. She wrapped her fingers around my wrists and held them tight, never taking her eyes off of mine. It felt like forever before she finally pulled one of her hands away and reached to her hip, her fingers working on something I wasn't interested enough to tear my gaze away from hers to notice.

"My sweet Dragon. My precious, sunny, Huntress." Her free hand came down from my wrists to caress my face again, bringing me closer for a kiss I didn't even realize I'd been holding my breath for. I closed my eyes and leaned in kissing her as enthusiastically as I could before she pulled away. She cradled my face again, gently patting my cheeks.

"You're so charming when you're distracted," the smirk on her face looked so adorable before I realized what she'd said.

"Wait, wuh- oh!" She'd tied my wrists up in black ribbons so smooth and soft I'd barely felt it on my skin. One on each of my arms, it was obvious what she'd had in mind, but I still had a full range of motion while they stayed unconnected.

"It looks great on you," she smiled.

"Blake, what-" she pressed a finger against my lips again.

"I've seen your search history, Yang. Now let me enjoy myself."

I don't think I'd ever blushed so hard in my life. Using the ribbons, she led me to sit on the bed as she stood. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her- she looked so damn good in that corset. Each shift in her weight, each little movement gave me something amazing to look at.

"Lean back, Yang," she purred, straddling my waist and pushing me to lay down on the sheets. She finally tied the ends of the ribbons to the bedpost, humming softly as she knotted them up with those beautiful fingers.

"How are you feeling? Too tight," she asked teasingly, her fingers carefully running through my hair, pushing a few stray strands away from my face.

"You know these can't actually hurt- ah," she shushed me again, her hand wrapped around my throat. Her eyes burned into mine for a long while before she finally took her hand away.

"Too tight," she asked again.

"N- no, they're good," I answered after I got my breath back. I chewed at my bottom lip and looked away from her gaze. Meeting her eyes made me stutter and blush. It was embarrassing!

"Perfect," she ran her fingers down my throat, tracing my collarbones through my shirt before resting her hands on my breasts.

"Perfect," she whispered again, and pressed her lips against my neck.

I was moaning and shivering in seconds, eyes screwed shut as I tried to brace myself. There were kisses and teeth and fingers and it could've been minutes or hours before she pulled away and even longer before I could finally catch my breath. I opened my eyes and she was sitting there, smiling down at me with that look in her eyes. So smug, like she was so proud of what she was doing.

"Do you realize how wound up you get after a good fight," she asked. She ran her fingers so gently through my hair, fixing the mess I'd made of it through all my earlier wriggling.

"You get so sensitive after practice. You can't keep your hands off me after hitting the gym… You did so well this fight, Dragon. You were amazing out there," her hands were under my bra and I couldn't keep from moaning. She circled and twisted around my nipples and it was like I needed to answer.

"I- I just… I needed to do it for the team!" It was the only thing I could think of. Her hands finally pulled away and she softly patted my cheek.

"I know, babe. For the team. For Ruby or Weiss or me. You never do anything for yourself. Let me take care of you for once," she purred, tracing my hips and tugging at the elastic to my underwear.

"Wha? What do you mean," I mumbled, chewing my lip as she let the elastic snap against my skin.

"Yang. Babe. When have you ever let anyone do anything for you? You take me on dates, you help Ruby with her homework, you do amazing, fantastic things and when I try to compliment you you squirm away. Like right now." I tried to pout but she leaned down and kissed me. I kissed back without even thinking.

"You're so strong. Ruby told me you've been like this as long as she can remember. That you're always ready to do anything for anyone else but never expect anything in return. It's one of my favorite things about you, Yang." She touched my arms, tracing down my biceps until she reached my hands. Then she laced her fingers between mine.

"Now let me take care of you. Just for tonight?" Blake winked at me like she knew I wouldn't say no and slid down my body.

My shorts came off easily enough- I wasn't blessed with the amazing booty my girlfriend was. I chewed at my lip as she tugged my underwear down, smiling with the cloth between her teeth.

"What book did you get this from," I teased, I couldn't even imagine a scene this hot. I watched as my underwear slipped off my ankles and she tossed them on the floor.

"I'll read it to you sometime. If you put on a good show while I do it," she licked her lips, like she wanted every taste of me she could get. I could feel my cheeks were on fire, the blush even spreading down my neck.

"I'm going to start now," she whispered, her ears wiggling excitedly as she spoke. I wanted to reach up and play with her hair and do so much more. And I realized that that was why I was tied up. Because I wouldn't have let her have her fun if I wasn't. Dressed up in that lingerie and talking as sexy as she was, there was no way I'd be able to keep my hands off of her longer than a second.

"Bon appetit," I smirked and winked, doing my best to keep cool. She bit her lip at me and kissed down my stomach, nipping at my abs before finally resting her face between my thighs.

I wasn't ready.

Blake kissed and licked at me and a shiver crept up my spine. She held my thighs, pushing my legs apart for her to press her face closer against me and I was on cloud nine. I chewed my lip, hoping to stifle the moans I knew would come and turned my head, trying to bury my face. She grazed her fingertips down my thighs as her tongue licked circles against my clit and it felt so great I wanted to cry. I clenched my fists and tried to breathe as calmly as I could, knowing I wouldn't be able to last much longer.

Blake was always patient and calm, she did everything so deliberately. I knew she was teasing me, she wanted to wind me up until she broke me, just like the characters in her books. My hips thrust up to meet her face, desperately trying to grind against her mouth for more, and I knew she was winning. Her tongue pushed inside me and I saw stars. As often as we'd made out, I knew her tongue was a little rough and it was a fun texture to play around with when we were kissing, but right now it felt so good I thought I was going to pass out. Everything was just too much, I was outmatched and overwhelmed. I tried to reach down, to bring Blake's head closer against me, but the soft ribbon tied to the bed stopped me. I didn't want to break it- I didn't want to disappoint Blake!- but seconds felt like an eternity as I waited for her to quit teasing. I did my absolute best for as long as I could, but even I had a breaking point. I whimpered softly and tugged against the bindings, expecting them to tear as I reached to pull Blake's head closer against me… but they didn't.

I tugged harder and harder, but the ribbons glowed a soft gold and refused to break. I whined desperately, suddenly realizing why Blake was so confident about the ribbons.

"Oh, Dragon? What's wrong? You didn't think I'd try to do this without a proper leash, did you," Blake teased, gently kissing up my hips and leaving hickies along the way. Her hands wandered over my stomach and my breasts, squeezing and scratching wherever she wanted.

"Blake… c-come on. No more teasing." I was shivering as I spoke, waiting for her to touch me harder, deeper, faster, more. This isn't fair!

"Hmm, but I'm having so much fun, Yang." Blake teased at me with her fingertips, rubbing and spreading me, careful not to give any one spot the attention it needed. I bit my tongue- she wanted me to beg! She wanted me to embarrass myself and desperately ask her to do what I needed. I whimpered loudly, refusing to speak for as long as I could. It wasn't fair! I'd never teased her like this! I'd always been generous and given her exactly what she'd wanted and more!

"There we go… still fighting… I was scared you'd make this easy for me," Blake smiled, her lips tickling me as she spoke.

Less than a minute later, I was all hers.

"Blake, please! Babe, babe please. Come on, Blake. You win, you win, baby, please, I'm begging you." I wasn't sure what I was saying anymore. Whatever I thought she wanted to hear. But the playful smirk on her face told me I was playing right into her hand.

"Oh, Dragon… I think you can beg better than that," she teased, sliding up to kiss me again. I couldn't speak, I couldn't think, I couldn't do anything except kiss her back and hope she'd stop teasing me soon. It felt like forever before she pulled away, grinning down at me as she watched me squirm.

"Do you want me to stop," she whispered, caressing my cheek as she spoke. I could tell from the look in her eyes she was having a ton of fun, who was I to take that away from her?

"Just… kiss me one more time, please," I asked, my cheeks warm as she touched me, shivers running down my spine as I got a small break from her teasing.

"Of course, Yang," she leaned down and suddenly I was swimming again, seeing myself in her amber eyes before I closed my own, her soft lips making me whimper beneath her. Her fingers traced small hearts into my skin, following a path down my chest and hips before finally pressing into me. I felt my heart skip a beat as I moaned into her mouth, my eyes burning scarlet as she finally gave me what I needed.

"Oh fuck, Blake," at least I think that's what I said as she pulled away. A soft giggle from her made me blush, but I was too far gone to feel embarrassed.

"I love you too, Yang," Blake laughed, sliding back down my body and burying her face into my crotch. I moaned as loud as I ever had, giving myself up to her. I could feel her diving deep, searching for me more intimately than I'd ever searched for myself. Blake explored every contour, every dip and fold, then spread me open and explored some more. She made it look easy- like playing an instrument, and my every gasp, whimper, and moan were just notes she'd meant to play. Her fingers pushing in deep as her tongue traced circles against my clit. I could feel my throat getting sore with each passing groan, my face growing warmer and my thighs getting soaked until- until-

"B-Blake!" Her hand pressed against my mouth just in time. I came, spine-tingling, tear-jerking, thigh-shaking, loud enough to easily be heard from JNPR's dorm. Her tongue worked at me, gentle licks against my clit as she rode me out, waiting for me to come back to Remnant. I could feel the heat pouring off my hair, my Aura clearly having gotten out of my control long ago, held at bay by the thin length of ribbon that'd nearly worn itself out in the forever since it'd been tied around my wrists. I wasn't sure when I'd finally gotten my breath back, when I finally opened my eyes, cheeks burning with exertion and embarrassment as I looked into her smug eyes.

"Enjoy yourself, Dragon," she asked softly, finally pulling her hand away. I licked my lips, tasting myself and groaned at the idea of the mess I'd made.

"Y-yeah," I said, my voice raspy and choked from my sore throat.

"That was… amazing." I wiped my face with my shoulder, waiting for Blake to untie me. She slid back up, pressing a kiss against my forehead, her fingers toying with the knot at my wrist.

"Good… because I don't think I'm done with you yet." I looked up, seeing the same, predatory look she'd given me when we first started.

"B-Blake!"

"Try not to be so loud this time," she said with a wink before sliding back down my body. It was going to be a long night.