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The building fell on itself behind her, flames licking at her hair, but the bundled up frame in her arms was keeping all her attention. Yang fell to the ground in exhaustion and pain, crying out as her burned arm's skin made a sickening sound as it peeled away from the blanket.
She was in a daze, she couldn't see anything but the stars dancing in front of her eyes on a black curtain.
But then there was police lights.
She closed her eyes, completely exhausted.
There was shouting as Ruby was pushing the slave traders in the back of her police car.
There was the shrill voice of Weiss talking to the reporters and telling them to get the fuck away.
She opened her eyes.
Yang let out a groan as the blindfold fell from her eyes. She knew being dragged somewhere blind on her birthday by her friends was a bad idea. Sun, Neptune, Scarlet and Sage all grinned at her from their own plush seats, looking completely at ease in the low pink lighting of the strip club they were in."You have got to be kidding me."Sun saw the red tint creeping in to her eyes and hurriedly sat closer, planning on calming her down."Come on Yang, you deserve a night to let go, get drunk, get a good show and just chill ya know?""A strip club? What do I look like? Some washed up loser who can't get a lover?"Sun winced, looking back at his friends, then back at Yang. The blonde tried to fold her arms together but the prosthetic attached to what remained of her right arm made it a bit difficult. "Point taken I look like a loser" Yang sighed.Neptune leaned forward, his arms resting over his knees "of course not Yang. We just brought you here to have a good time. No afterthoughts involved, I promise. I mean it was Sun's idea so you know he didn't think that far."They shared a laugh as Sun pouted, his tail whipping at his side."Oh, ha ha, yes, laugh at the amazing faunus who got you into the White Fang."Yang paled. "We're in the White Fang club?"Sun gave her knee a nice pat "oh no worries, if you come in here with a faunus you're cool." Sun winked at her. "They just want to avoid the kind of guys that have faunus fetishes in here."Scarlet waved a passing faunus girl with an apron and asked her for a pitcher of beer. She returned his smile with a wink and left towards the bar. Yang relaxed, seeing the four of them so at ease in this place could only mean one thing; they came here a lot. She absentmindedly brushed a hand over her right elbow and shrugged."Fine, but you guys are paying for all my drinks.""And then some!" cried Sun happily.Two pitchers later and Yang had a nice little buzz going on. To her surprise, she was enjoying herself so far. The girls were beautiful and the shows were classy. It was definitely not what she had expected walking in a strip club with her friends. She loved those guys to bits, but they were far from classy as a unit.The boys were buying her beer after beer and keeping her entertained with their antics, for which she was grateful. Her injury had her feeling like shit for the past months and this was the first time she really felt at peace for a long time despite all the nights she would drink away. She knew that drinking herself to sleep every night was no way to cope, but it was the only way she knew how these days. There was something strangely comforting in drinking away from home somehow, with buddies who cared about you."Yang look! They got one of your old matches going on on that TV over there! Told you the faunus community loved your blonde ass!"Yang's dazed lilac fell on the monitor across the room, just behind the main stage. There she was, in all her burning glory and tight shorts; fighting for the light weight belt. Her chest constructed at the sight of her right arm unscathed. Instantly, her mood darkened. She didn't want to be reminded of her former glory right now, she was actually starting to let go and enjoy one night of calm in her storm of emotions. She mumbled something about going to the bathroom, but Sage put a heavy arm around her shoulders. Smiling down at her look of confusion, he motioned to the room around them.Every faunus in the club had come to a stop. Some of them getting up from their comfortable plush seats to cheer and punch their fists in the air. When the last round came to an end, they all started to call her name like a mantra. Yang's eyes widened at the sight before her, she knew what happened next. She could remember every fight, every second of this one in particular; apparently the faunus also did. The bell chimed, third round, and Yang came forward with a resolute stride. She quickly dodged a kick at what her opponent thought was an opening and jabbed her roughly in the stomach. The other woman gave out a brief startled gasp of air and it was enough for Yang to blind side her with a powerful hook, knocking the girl down.The faunus all started yelling and whooping, slamming their hands on the table to show their appreciation of Yang's raw strength. Yang swallowed and looked down, happy but embarrassed. Sage hugged her side and she looked back at his smile with one of her own, mouthing a quiet 'thank you' that was scattered in the loud noises. Sage let go of her, grabbed his cup and sipped silently as she got up and wobbled towards the restroom.After doing her business and fiddling with her hair a bit in the mirror, Yang walked back to her seat. She came to a stop when she saw a tall man standing next to her friends. There were two ebony horns peaking out of his slicked-back red hair, which gave him an air of a business man. He also had an impassive, serious look on his face, but the three boys looked as laid back as they were when she left, so she shrugged and took her seat next to Sun."Hey Yang, this is Adam, the owner of this club, but also a major UFC fan."Yang smiled up at the man, holding out her good hand to shake his. His face stayed emotionless but Yang could swear she saw a bit of excitement cross his eyes as he shook her hand."A pleasure Yang Xiao Long, you are always welcomed here at White Fang. Not only because you are a very talented individual, but because of what you have done for my people."Yang smiled sadly down at her prosthetic, putting her left hand over the metal hook at the tip."I did what anyone with my capacities should have done" she rose her head to meet Adam's eyes "and I would do it again."Adam gave her a curt nod, lips tightened over his teeth in a small smile before he turned to Sun, leaning forward to talk in his ear. Yang grabbed her cup of beer and leaned back in her seat, eyes drifting to the stage where a rabbit faunus was leaving with a small blush, meanwhile a very tall man in front of the same stage was smiling calmly with a brown bra over his head.The disembodied voice of the DJ came over the speaker to announce the next dancer and Yang looked around while sipping her beer."And now, ladies and gentlemen, give it up for our lovely... Nightshade!""Wait Sun, isn't that your friend who keeps talking about Ya- ouch!"Yang turned around to see Sun elbowing Scarlet in the ribs, looking at her nervously. Yang gave them a weird look and turned back to the stage where a girl was sauntering. Yang's eyes drifted lower and towards the girl's swaying hips in appreciation before putting her cup down. The girl turned around and the blonde's breath caught in her throat.Nightshade was a breathtakingly beautiful woman. She had long toned legs that seemed to go on forever until they met the black heels she was wearing. The dark purple lingerie she wore fit nicely with the black ribbons that were lazily wrapped around both her arms and Yang looked up when she put a hand to her hip. Oh gods, she had the most amazing amber eyes, reminding Yang of a cat. She gave a quiet "oh" with her mouth when she noticed the fluffy feline ears on top of the woman's beautiful midnight black locks.The lights on the stage dimmed slightly and the girl's eyes seemed to glow gold, pulling her gaze like a magnet. She barely noticed the music and the deep bass that settled in the room as the beauty started dancing, lithe curves rolling with purpose and abandon as her body became an avatar for the beat going through Yang's body. The brawler swallowed with difficulty but could not break her gaze away to look for her drink; not that alcohol could do anything for this thirst that was consuming her.As far as Yang could tell, the lights could have gave out completely, she couldn't look away from the liquid gold that was hiding behind long lashes as the beauty was languidly moving on the stage. Her breathing was harsh and followed by shivers running down her spine, making her grip the plush of the arm rest tightly with her left hand. She couldn't exactly understand why, but Yang Xiao Long was completely entranced.Soon, the cat faunus grabbed a hold of one of the poles on stage and effortlessly pulled herself up on it, legs kicking in the air to grip unto it, leaving her hands free. Yang's jaw dropped open slightly, watching Nightshade slide down the pole by twisting slowly around it, making Yang wish she was a pole. Yang never thought for a second she would have ever wished she was a pole before watching the faunus twirl around it as if it was nothing.The music became faster and the faunus gracefully jumped down, landing in a low crouch on all fours and crawling towards- wait. She was crawling towards where Yang was sitting. Feeling her heart hammer against her rib cage, Yang looked around herself, seeing her friends with smirks firmly in place, trying and failing to hide it behind their cups of beer.Fuck.Her heart skipped a beat when she looked back at the stage and came face to face with those endless pools of gold. Nightshade's lips rose in a lazy smirk and she pushed herself to her knees, taunt stomach exposed to her wide eyes as she rolled her waist and chest in circular motions. Her hands came up to her collar bone and she let her sharp nails trail down between her breast, across her ribs and to her sides. Head thrown back, the dancer's nails scratched across her belly and Yang could see the faint but solid edges of her abs behind the red lines on her skin. Her skin... it looked so soft and inviting, the blonde thought briefly about leaning forward and licking the perfect flesh before a sudden movement made her eyes snap back up and into the faunus'.Nightshade was full out smirking at her now, her body rocking back and forth to the music as her ears twitched on top of her silky black hair. She slowly rose to her feet, turning towards the pole behind her. Yang gulped, leaning a bit forward on her chair to get a better view as the faunus' back languidly pressed against the metal. Crossing her arms above head, she let herself glide down the pole, spreading her legs wide as she got closer to the floor. The ribbons on her arms unraveled as she slid down, becoming taunt in her grip and she twirled them around her wrists once.Winking at the blonde, Nightshade pulled herself up by the ribbons, her body curving itself along the pole as she dragged herself back up. The ribbons came lose again, trailing down between her breast and Blake let her long fingers caress her inner thighs, legs spreading one last time, half smile showing off her sharp canine as she closed them again.The dark vibes of the song felt like they were made just for her, to compliment every inch of her skin down to every look she send Yang's way. Swallowing through a dry throat, Yang started tasting smoke in her saliva. She inhaled and let it out slowly, feeling like the sight of golden eyes was like ashes rolling off her tongue.The song came to a stop, and Yang finally noticed she was panting and sweating. Shaking her head, she tried to turn her head back to her friends but after blinking several times, her lilac eyes could only go back to gold once more. She felt enthralled, completely enraptured by this mysterious girl.Way to go Yang, first visit to a strip club after your accident and now you're falling for a stripper.Nightshade took her leave, walking offstage through the runway. Yang's gaze once again fell on the girl's swaying hips and she swat at Sun's hand coming up to her shoulders. The way the girl walked made her want to sin in every way possible."Wha-what do you want Sun?"She finally looked back to her friends when the dancer disappeared behind a dark red curtain in the back. Sun, Neptune and Scarlet had very big and stupid smiles on their faces. Yang groaned and let her flushed face fall in her hand."Oh my god that was so fucking hot" groaned Yang, she felt Sage's big hand on her back give a squeeze and she let out an appreciative moan at the pressure on her tightly knit muscles. She was really worked up from just one stupid pole dance."Yang has the hots for the caaaat giiiiirl~" sang Scarlet, face screwed up in a very annoying smug smile. Immediately Yang wanted to punch it into one of pain."Come on Scar, leave Yang alone, she never saw Bl-er Nightshade dance before."Scarlet rolled his eyes and rose from his seat, wobbling slightly "I'mma get us another pitcher.""Yeah you do that pirate bo- EEP!"Yang roared with laughter at Neptune, who was currently crying out in a high pitch voice because Scarlet had turned the last few drops from his cup unto his lap.The brief distraction was enough for Sun to slip out of their shared booth unseen.Another pitcher of beer later and all of them were pretty drunk, except for Sage, ever the responsible one."Sage" slurred Yang "ever told you if I wasn't into dark and mysterious cat girls I'd climb you like a tree?"Sage smiled in amusement, grabbing the cup from Yang's hand and leaning in to kiss her cheek. "No, but now I do and I'll make sure to remind you tomorrow."Yang giggled stupidly and nodded, hand going up to her blonde mane to comb through it. A sigh escaped her lips at the nice sensation and so, she did it again. That was weird, she didn't remember combing a hand through her hair feeling this good before."Oh hey Nightshade!" quipped Sun "nice of you to show up, finally!"Yang's brain took a moment to register the dancer's name but when she did, her head spun around so fast she nearly fell down from her chair and face first into the faunus' chest."Watch out" said a calm, amused voice. Yang gripped the table to steady herself and came face to face with the dancer, who was apparently running a hand through her hair."Oh, you might wanna watch the hair" warned Sun, "she punched the last person who simply brushed it by mistake."Nightshade glanced down at Yang's unfocused eyes and smirked "she looks pretty harmless to me."Yang felt herself sober up suddenly, blood was draining from everywhere and filling her face. The dancer dropped her hand to her side, putting an end to the wonderful pressure that was being applied to her scalp. Nightshade took a seat between Sun and Yang, casually crossing her right leg over her left and turning her head towards Sun."I'll have you know I had a long list of customers who wanted to have private dances, I came as fast as I could."Sun opened his mouth to say an obvious crack at her choice of word but the dancer was faster."No."Pouting, Sun's tail whipped behind him, slapping the plush chair with a barely audible thud. Yang leaned back against the chair, trying to follow the conversation going on."You basically just booked the rest of my shift for your little sausage fest booth, as per usual. Neptune's hard earned money I presume. You know, I don't believe I've been introduced to this new and refreshing addition to your little band."Yang perked up when Nightshade turned towards her, a mischievous little grin on her full lips. Yang smiled, some kind of bravado back in the rest of her dignity that was shot in the head the last time she had seen the faunus."I'm Yang."The blonde held out her hand in front of her, but the dancer had something else in mind. In one fluid motion, Nightshade had twisted herself up and unto Yang's lap, straddling her. Yang's breath caught in her throat, eyes fixing themselves on the nice bra clad breast in front of her before meeting the amber eyes once again."Oh yes, I know who you are. Most faunus in this city know you in fact."Yang looked down in embarrassment, lifting her left hand to comb through the side of her hair. She tried to keep her thoughts under control, tried to focus on the oh so very soft texture of the girl's skin or the way she could feel a tiny tremor in the air when her cat ear swished this way or the other.The dancer leaned down, bracing her hands on the brawler's shoulders to brush her mouth to her ear."Thank you."Yang blinked in confusion, eyes on the dancer's lap. Something caught her eye then; under the ribbons, the girl's forearms were crisscrossed with faint scars. As if rope or something similar had burned her skin on more than one occasion. Yang's eyes snapped back up and into Nightshade's face with seriousness. The dancer shied under Yang's gaze for the first time tonight. For a brief moment, the blonde was sure she saw the real girl behind the lazy smirk. Gone was the façade of the enticing pole dancer. All she saw was a bruised woman who let down her walls for a fleeting moment to show her gratitude. And for once, the gratitude was not unwelcome to Yang. It didn't remind her of what she lost when she got involved in this mess, it reminded her of what that girl had gained.Yang was shaken out of her thoughts when a lone finger made its way from her right shoulder to the tip of her metal hook. She followed it with her eyes, only to look back up into the faunus' amber."You're still as gorgeous as you were when you won that belt" she breathed in her ear, just loud enough for Yang to hear. Her eyes were shy and soft.A choked sound came out of her mouth and she blushed, raising her left hand to steady itself on the girl's waist. Yang tried to look for something, anything in those golden orbs to make sure it would be okay to let this beautiful girl know that her scars were not hideous. That she, too, was as beautiful. That she was worth just as much as she was before this happened to her.An idea came to mind and Yang let her fingers glide up the dancer's sides slowly."Hmm, if you want to touch you might have to pay extra."Yang grinned, hand reaching Nightshade's shoulder blades and around back down her arm. The dancer froze, not moving a single muscle as Yang's fingertips reached her ribbons and pushed them towards her wrists. Nightshade looked ready to stop her hands, but something stopped her. Yang's grin fell into a gentle smile as her finger tips brushed lightly against the scarred skin. A tremor went through the faunus and Yang felt it; her breath caught in her throat at the small rocking motion the dancer made on her lap. Her eyes bore in glowing gold once more and she found no hesitation in them this time."I remember you" said Yang breathlessly "you're the girl I found in the basement."The faunus' eyes never left hers. Nodding once, she let one hand fall from the brawler's shoulder to her collar bone. Closing her eyes, she leaned into Yang again, lips merely an inch from her ear."I'd say that deserves a private dance, wouldn't you?"The hot breath over her ear made Yang shiver and feel heat pool low in her stomach."You don't have to." A whisper, fleeting and which would have been lost in the music of the club if it weren't for Nightshade's exceptional hearing."Oh but I want to."Climbing off of Yang, the dancer took a firm hold of the blonde's shirt, pulling her through the patrons and towards a dark red curtain. She followed, wobbling slightly, intoxicated on beer and everything about Nightshade. Her nose caught a whiff of the dancer's perfume and her head started spinning for a whole different reason. She found herself in a small room, only occupied by a comfortable looking chair and a low table where a pole was sticking out of the middle. After closing the curtains behind them, the faunus pushed Yang who simply let herself fall back in the seat with a soft groan."Careful on the rough treatment, I might have to leave a bad review."Nightshade ignored Yang while she chuckled at her own joke, flicking on the 'occupied' light, showing people outside that the booth was being in use. Yang's eyes drank in the sight of the dancer's back once more, the curve of her waist before it met her hips. Yang had to raise her left hand to lightly slap her own cheek to not reach forward and take a hold of the girl by her delicious lower back dimples.Sliding back unto Yang's lap, Nightshade wrapped her arms around her neck with the lazy smirk back on her lips. Yang frowned. She wanted more of the girl she had saved, more of the shy look behind long lashes. There was something indescribably tempting in knowing the dancer more intimately."So, this song's on the house. You may touch me, but not over or under the undergarments. Rules are rules champion," Nightshade murmured, biting her lower lip.A very bass heavy song started in the booth speakers. It was loud, but not that loud in comparison to the main lounge. Yang felt the excitement build back up in her chest and met the teasing flutter of eyelashes with her own flirty smirk. Nightshade trailed a finger along Yang's cheek and down across her lips before getting up and off her lap.The music picked up as the faunus turned around, showing her back to the blonde before swaying her hips and waist along to the sinful beat surrounding them. The brawler bit her lip and her fingers flexed on the armrest. Noticing her lack of reaction, Nightshade let herself fall backward a bit, hips rolling and moving a bare inch away from Yang's. The blonde took in a deep breath through her nose and raised her hand to ghost her fingertips on the side of the exposed back. The faunus shivered lightly from her touch and Yang grinned smugly. Not one to accept defeat, Nightshade sat down on Yang's lap. Her back leaning against a soft, full chest; she brought her arms up and over Yang's head. Holding unto the back of the chair, she stretched her body forward, arching her back and pushing her firm ass against Yang's crotch in a slow grinding. The brawler gasped, hand holding unto the dancer's hip more firmly but not doing anything to slow or hinder her delicious rocking.Nightshade let her head fall on her shoulder, lips stretched in a grin as she whispered in her ear."By the end of this song, I'll have you begging me to give you another one."Yang let out a breathless chuckle. If she wasn't so worked up already, she might have scoffed and tried to challenge the faunus on her allegation... But her body felt like it was on fire and she didn't want her to stop working her up."You're on, kitten."Well, in her defense, Yang was still Yang.Laughing breathlessly, the dancer let her hands wander in the wild, golden mane. Yang felt her lids getting heavier and her head leaned forward, pressing her nose and lips against the back of the faunus' neck. A shiver ran through the dancer, making the brawler smirk against her skin. Nightshade let go of the chair and put her hands on Yang's thighs. She trailed her nails forward and down to her knees before pushing herself off her lap with one last rocking motion.As soon as the warmth left her lap, Yang let out a low groan of disappointment, missing the weight, the pressure. Looking up, her eyes locked with the faunus'. She was smiling coyly, leaning backward against the pole, her body rolling lazily against it.Yang couldn't tear her eyes away, this girl was intoxicating. The sheer amount of desire she felt for this faunus was more than anything she had ever experienced before. Lifting her left hand, Yang made a beckoning motion with her finger. Biting her lip with a smile, Nightshade shook her head and rose her arms up along the pole, hips swaying from side to side.The brawler's eyes flashed red for a mere moment, but the dancer noticed. Her body stopped grounding against the pole and her chest rose and fell faster suddenly. Yang was too enthralled to notice her reaction, but she saw the cat ears stand up at attention. Licking her lips, the blonde beckoned again, this time with her whole hand, fingers itching to touch the faunus again."Come here kitten, I won't bite."Eyes still locked with Yang's, Nightshade quickly filled the distance between them and straddled her lap again. The music slowed down and Nightshade pressed her chest against Yang's face, fingers wrapping in her mane and rubbing at her scalp in a very pleasant way. Yang inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the beautiful faunus' skin, face pressing against the warm fabric of the purple laced bra. Her left arm wrapped itself around the other girl's waist, pressing their bodies together. The side of her face was now pressed firmly against the dancer's chest. She could feel the erratic beat of her heart, daring Yang to push her luck and go further. She opened her mouth and gently pinched the side of her breast between her teeth. Yang felt the sudden intake of air more than she heard the gasp coming from above her.Pushing herself back, the dancer kept one hand on Yang's collar, the other in front of her chest in a defensive gesture. Yang would have felt bad if it wasn't for the subtle blush adorning her pale cheeks. Inspecting her chest and seeing no mark, Nightshade frowned at Yang who simply grinned cockily. The faunus gave her a devilish smirk and Yang's heart gave a flip.There it is.The dancer's hand delicately cupped Yang's jaw, forcing her to keep eye contact with her as her hips started to ground down harder against the brawler. Yang groaned appreciatively and, leaning back against the chair, she rocked her hips up to meet hers. Lids became heavy in front of endless golden pools and Yang bit her lip at the look the dancer was giving her. Like she wanted her. Letting go of her chin, she brushed her hand down her right shoulder and over her prosthetic, making Yang furrow her eyebrows in confusion.Yang stopped breathing when the dark beauty wrapped her right arm, along with her prosthetic, around her waist, just over her left. The rocking motion still going on between them made Yang snap out of it and she stared up in bewilderment at the girl over her who simply smiled. Her smile was gentle, graceful, it made Yang feel appreciated, fake arm and all. Tears were threatening to fall from eyes and for a second, she panicked."But the hook! I might hu-er ok."Letting her bra fall along her arms behind her, Nightshade pulled them back to her chest, hands kneading her perky breast. Arms holding unto the faunus tighter, Yang's lilac eyes turned completely red.Looking away as the music slowly came to a stop, the dancer grinned."Sounds like your free dance is over Yang. Do you wa-ah."Sweat dropped along the brawler's forehead, framing the piercing red eyes that were locked on hers. Not able to look away, Nightshade's hand brushed the blonde's bangs aside, mesmerized. Yang looked up and through her daze, she saw light coming out of those eyes, salvation in the sweetest way possible. She wante- no. She needed to know, to feel more of this girl than whatever this was they were doing right now. It certainly was more than a private dance at this point."Please-".Yang's voice was hoarse when she next spoke, making her clear her throat and try again."Please tell me your name."Nightshade absentmindedly ran a hand through her hair, ear flicking away from her fingers as she did. She looked away from Yang only for her chin to be cupped in a palm softer than she had expected coming from the UFC light weight champion. She licked her lips, tongue briefly going over her sharp canine. Yang glanced at her mouth for the briefest of moment and then those burning eyes were locked in hers again."Blake. My name is Blake Belladonna."Lips crashed over hers roughly, making her moan in surprise before grabbing unto Yang's broad shoulders to steady herself. Foregoing all the rules, Blake threw her arms around the blonde's neck, hips grounding down once more with purpose. When the two of them pulled away to breathe, both of them were panting and completely flushed. Yang's eyes were back to their normal color and a smile graced her lips."Could I have another dance?"Nails scratched her collar bone and Yang observed Blake's face intently. The faunus licked her lips slowly, eyes closing before opening again. Her pupils were fully dilated and her lids heavy."No."Seeing the confusion and hurt in Yang's eyes, Blake rapidly added "no, you can't have another dance. Because if I start rocking my hips over you again I think I'm gonna cum."Eyes widening at Blake's bold words, Yang let out a shaky breath. "I have to see you again. Feeling your heart beating so fast is the most alive I've felt in months."Blake let out a shuddered breath and grabbed a hold of Yang's shirt, pulling her in a passionate kiss. Smirking against her lips, Yang lifted her hips towards the faunus, pulling at her waist at the same time. Blake moaned in her mouth, whole body shivering heavily against the brawler. Against her better jugement, Yang slid her hand over the dancer's firm ass and cupped one cheek firmly. She ground her hips up again, pulling Blake's body along with hers. A mewl left the faunus' mouth and she shut her eyes tightly, her whole body following the movement with renewed vigor."Fuck."A shudder, lips pulling in a silent cry and then Blake was biting Yang's shoulder so hard the skin pierced. Yang moaned at the pain, it was a reminder that she was alive, that she still could feel something.The song ended, their shared panting the only sound in the booth."Well" gulped Yang "that was a thing."Blake laughed breathlessly, and it was beautiful.The dancer slid away from her lap, reaching down to grab her bra and fastening it back around her chest. Yang rose behind her, unsure what to say or do.Just before her hand reached the curtain, Blake turned around."If you want to see me again, Sun knows where to find me."After that, she pulled the curtain away and disappeared. Yang sat back down in the chair for a moment, heart still drumming in her chest and a soft smile covering her lips.
The building fell on itself behind her, flames licking at her hair but the bundled up frame in her arms was keeping all her attention. Falling to the ground in exhaustion and pain, Yang cried out as her burned arm's skin made a sickening sound as it peeled away from the blanket.
She was a in a daze, she couldn't see anything but the stars dancing in front of her eyes on a black curtain.
But then there was police lights.
She closed her eyes, completely exhausted.
Someone was shaking her shoulder.
There was shouting as Ruby was pushing the slave traders in the back of her police car.
There was a gentle, soothing yet husky voice pleading her to stay awake.
There was the shrill voice of Weiss talking to the reporters and telling them to get the fuck away.
She opened her eyes.
She saw golden eyes.
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It was merely two months after the dismantling of the slave traders' hideout; Yang was slouched in her armchair, eyes unfocused and glassy. Her left arm was dangling limply at her side and her right was propped on the arm of the pillowed seat. The hook connected to her arm was glinting in the low light of the evening, unused. Weiss sat across her on the couch, jacket already thrown neatly on the back of a kitchen chair to dry. She looked very neat and proper in her suit, as if she did not just spend her whole day working at a police station. Ruby though was up and about, clasping her hands together in a showy type of satisfaction."Ok! So, how about some take out to celebrate the closure of the case? We got them all behind bars Yang!"Yang only grunted, not moving an inch. That kind of information was completely irrelevant to her now, she wasn't a cop. If it came down to her, those guys would be dead in that house. Besides, why should she care, it was not going to bring her arm and her life back. She would go from blaming the alcohol, to blaming Ruby and Weiss and then herself, not being able to find closure in the events of that night.Not one to be phased by such a lack of enthusiasm, Ruby propped her foot on Yang's armchair lever, making the seat pull out and rip a yelp out of the blonde."Fuck! Ruby, you want me to go into cardiac arrest?""Please, with the amount of cardio you do? I'll die of low sugar before your heart fails."Weiss snorted, loudly. The sound pulled both sisters' eyes towards her and made her blush. Lifting a delicate hand to her mouth in embarrassment, she gave a cough."Hehe, made you laugh."Weiss ignored her partner "let's just order something already, we've been stuck in a cramped room all day doing paper work and I am starving.""At this time of day? On a Friday night? You guys are not gonna get food until like an hour at best.""You underestimate my driving skills dear sister, I shall go get our take out! Weiss, make the call, I'll go get the food and come back here in a jiffy."Weiss called behind the red head "don't you dare use the police light for this!""Justice will be swift! It will be..." the door opened and the wind blew a cloud of snow inside the house "DELICIOUS!" the door slammed and Yang groaned again.She loved her little sister, she did. But sometimes her theatrics were too much for her. Well, it didn't used to be, but ever since that night everything would end up annoying her in some way. There was a certain event in the whole ordeal that sometimes managed to pull her out of her sorrow, bringing a slimmer of light across the dark sludge her brain now swam in. It was faint, but it stayed with her in her darkest moments, like a gardian angel, or perhaps some manifestation of karma for what she had managed to do that night. That voice, those eyes..."Yang...Yang!"Weiss' shrill voice brought her back and out of her reverie she had once again fell prisoner to. It was certainly happening more often these days. Yang gave Weiss an apologetic smile and the stern woman motioned with her head to her scroll pressed to her ear "what do you want to eat?"Yang gave her order to Weiss and leaned back against the armchair, trying to focus on that one night again...
The building fell on itself behind her, flames licking at her hair, but the bundled up frame in her arms was keeping all her attention. Yang fell to the ground in exhaustion and pain, crying out when her burned arm's skin made a sickening sound as it peeled away from the blanket.
She was in a daze, she couldn't see anything but the stars dancing in front of her eyes on a black curtain.
But then there was police lights.
A voice.
She closed her eyes, completely exhausted.
There was shouting as Ruby was pushing the slave traders in the back of her police car.
But that was not the voice she heard.
There was the shrill voice of Weiss talking to the reporters and telling them to get the fuck away.
Golden eyes, wide and fixed on her face.
A hand shook Yang out of her day dream and Weiss smiled at her gently "Ruby's back, come join us in the dining room, you need to eat something."Yang nodded her head in agreement, eyes blinking and hands coming up to rub the sand out of them. A cold feeling met her temple and she jumped, finding her hook firmly touching her cheek. A weight fell in her stomach and she rose to her feet, fighting the weakness in her knees. She would put on a smile for her little sister and humour her company. Later, when they were gone, she would deplore her lost arm again.
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"Okay, I'm doing it."Many months later Yang was standing inside an apartment complex, sweat pouring over her forehead as she stared at the door in front of her. An apartment door, simple as that, nothing fancy or out of the ordinary. Her eyes kept glancing down at the crumpled paper in her hand as if she could be mistaken on the address. She had wasted no time in asking Sun about Blake, ready to take all the teasing and excitement that would come out of the monkey boy when she did. She was exhilarated, completely looking forward to see this mysterious girl again. Obviously, her nerves were getting to her right at the turning point of their reunion; that damn door.If anything, there was a big chance for this encounter to be more awkward than anything else. Meeting in a strip club was very different from meeting in any other normal everyday setting, even more so if you were meeting the stripper. Yang wasn't backing down though, she needed to see this mysterious girl again. She couldn't exactly pinpoint why, the reason escaping her grasp like a fleeting thought would be forgotten, and then remembered later.The metallic hook at the tip of her right arm was drumming on her thigh now, betraying her poker face. Mind you, there was little to no point in maintaining a poker face towards a door, but it was all Yang could do to keep up a calm exterior. Her fingers turned into a fist and she raised it to the door, fully intent on knocking.Something stopped her.Yang couldn't be sure what it was or why, but her hand fell to her side and her arms dropped. Nerves, perhaps anxiety? Something clenched in her stomach and she bit her lip, turning towards the elevator, pressing down and walking away from Blake's apartment. A flash of fire, smoke and scared golden eyes appeared at the back of her head...
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Her eyes shine in the darkness, reflecting the moonlight coming from the window of her room. Yang reaches forward, hand brushing the softest of skin, following a curve towards a protruding hip bone. A dainty gasp breaks the silence and Yang has to breathe out in a shiver as the sound meets her ears. Music, poetry.Yang leans forward a bit, now wrapping both arms around the faunus straddling her lap, she presses their bodies together and caresses the skin of her back, her blunt nails scratching lightly at the arch of her spine. She moans this time, her voice like velvet silks, warmth, low lighting and perfume. Magnificent.A bottom lip is pulled between her teeth, her small fang digs in her plump flesh and makes the heat in her stomach roll and spread through her entire body. A hand spreads five long fingers on her chest and push; her back hits the bed with more force than expected and makes her blonde locks surround her head like a halo. The graceful creature licks her lips and looks down at her, index finger coming up to pull on her lip and trails down her chin. The light makes the faint scars on her wrists glow slightly and Yang traces them up to her hands which she takes in her own. The midnight haired beauty looks down at her in adoration, but also as a predator would eye its prey before pressing its paw to its throat. The look in her eyes makes Yang shiver in delight and she pulls her hands back, they both rest on Blake's creamy thighs instead, caressing them up and down in a slow motion."I'm going to eat you up, Yang Xiao Long" she murmures, leaning forward so that her perfect breasts are pressing on Yang's own and really, she can't help but wonder how soft her skin is... Until her alarm clock reminds her loudly that she has an appointment in an hour."Bwuuh!"Yang flailed wildly with her good arm, looking for the damn alarm clock. She hadn't used the thing in years, but she really needed to make sure she would wake up in time. Her scroll sometimes wasn't loud enough. Finally finding purchase on something else than her desk, Yang slammed her hand over the clock, making it slip and fall on the floor in an overwhelming loud clattering noise, reminding her that she had, once again, been drinking last night. Heaving a deep sigh, she rolled out of her bed and stretched slowly, willing her mind to stop picturing the sight that was Blake Belladonna in the moonlight of her bedroom.
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The early spring wind was still a bit cold on her skin, but she very rarely felt the frigid weather. Walking along the crowded streets of Vale on a Friday night, Yang pulled at her coat sleeve self consciously, trying to cover the prosthetic as much as possible. It was getting late now, but Yang was on a mission. She was only calling it a mission to try and force herself to go through with it, really.The neon sign of a wolf was flashing over her head, illuminating her in white light as she glanced at the bouncer. Of course the big man at the entrance had long curled horns on the side of his head. It served to remind Yang that this was a faunus club, which was usually for faunus only. She groaned, leaning on the side of the building to hit her head on the concrete. Resigned on her fate for the night, Yang strolled down the street, passing the entrance and making her way towards a different building where she could have a drink among other useless humans."Hey! You Xiao Long?"Flinching, Yang turned around. She wasn't fond of being recognized again, even if she had improved a bit since her last night at the White Fang. Surprisingly, the call came from the bouncer who was now waving at her, a big smile on his face. Yang blinked, motioning to herself with her hook out of a life long habit. Although the action made Yang embarrassed, the faunus only nodded his head, inviting her in with wide motions towards the door.Yang rose her arms in an exaggerated shrug and walked towards the entrance, pausing only a brief moment to high five the big faunus. His tiny squeal of excitement did not fall on deaf ears and the blonde couldn't suppress the big smile now covering her face.The club was the same as last time, completely packed with faunus and lit with pink, warm lights and heavy dance music. Yang slowly weaved her way around the club, taking in the scene and the customers. She suddenly felt the anxiety hit, the nervous lump in her throat reminding her that everything could go so very wrong from this moment. She wasn't supposed to be in here without her faunus friends. She shouldn't be allowed in here, this was a safe haven for faunus...sort of.Yang bit her lip, left hand going up to rub at her prosthetic once more. Realizing that she was just standing in the way awkwardly, she made her way to the bar."Hey!" she flagged a barmaid and gave her a smile "do you guys mix fancy drinks in here?""Sure champion, what's your poison?" winked the barmaid, a cute fox eared woman with bright red hair."I'll have a strawberry sunrise, no ice.""Coming right up!" Yang watched as the barmaid mixed her drink, her movements fluid and precise; it made Yang's stomach clench painfully. "There you go, now go out there and enjoy the view."With one last flirty smile, the barmaid handed Yang her drink and turned around to serve another customer across the bar. With no other way to tell if Blake worked tonight, The blonde started scanning the floor for the black haired beauty. Knowing how it took a long time for her to see "Nightshade" the first night, Yang wandered around to try and find a comfortable spot to sit and watch the show.She sipped her drink carefully as she walked leisurely around the floor, glancing at the woman dancing on the stage. She was beautiful of course, most dancers here were near breath taking. Only, Yang's attention had been completely snatched by the cat faunus, she could barely glance at anyone else before remembering soft skin and burning amber eyes boring into her own. The thought made her shiver, raising her eyes to the flat screen monitors on the wall showing faunus in sports or music videos featuring faunus. This was truly a safe haven, even if the nature of the place didn't seem so classic."Ladies and gents! Raise your glass for the pretty Velour!"Yang leaned back on a pillar, watching a rabbit faunus strutting towards the center stage, her brown and gold trimmed lingerie looked very pretty with her own brown hair and eyes. Yang finished her glass, looking around and putting it on a passing barmaid platter. Making her way around she found a seat near another, smaller stage. She sat in the plush chair and leaned back with a sigh, muscles slightly aching around her left shoulder. She lazily glanced back at the center stage, seeing the pretty bunny faunus twirl down the pole.She tried to relax, to free her mind from everything that could go wrong with her being here. She had been invited inside by the doorman, the owner liked her and said she would always be welcome in here. Yeah, she was being stupid, of course it was okay to be here. She was buying alcohol, enjoying the show like everyone else and nothing would go wrong when she asked Blake to see her after her shift.Right?Yang ran a nervous hand through her golden hair, breathing in deeply and leaning back in the plush seat as far as she could. After a couple dances, one of the barmaid was making her way to the blonde and handing her a free drink, saying it was Adam's way of saying hello since he was busy tonight. Yang smiled warmly and thanked her for the cocktail, raising it to her lips and sipping slowly. With a bark of laughter, she felt the familiar taste of the strawberry sunrise on her tongue and she took a bigger sip."Well well, aren't we the V.I.P tonight?"Yang turned towards the faint voice to her right and nearly choked on her fruity drink. Towering over the brawler on her high heels stood Blake, the same dark ribbons adorning her forearms and a cocky grin on her face. Yang's eyes wandered and she made no attempt to stop them, it was no use and both women knew it. She took in her long legs, the hand on her hip, slightly cocked to the side as she watched Yang eye her up in amusement. Her midnight locks were pushed behind her shoulder as she sat next to Yang on the plush seat, smiling genuinely now."I wasn't sure I would see you again, Sun told me he gave you my address, but you never came to see me."Yang bowed her head in shame, putting her drink down on the low table and turning her body to face the woman properly."I know, I tried but... I guess you could say I'm a bit of a coward. I made it to your door and I just...didn't knock. I'm sorry."Blake's head tilted to the side, following the incline of the blonde's bowed head. Yang couldn't bear looking at the faunus right now, too ashamed to look into the beautiful gold that saved her, but haunted her all the same."Yang, listen, I can't talk much right now but... I finish in two hours or so. Would you wait for me?"The blonde swallowed hard, eyes going back to the burning amber eyes that were firmly fixed on her own. This was exactly why she was here, this was the whole point and yet Yang couldn't help but feel anxious about it actually happening now. With a nod, Yang motioned her agreement Blake smiled. The dark haired girl leaned over, lips brushing against the shell of yang's ear and making shivers wash down her entire back."You look hot tonight by the way."Yang's face flared, eyes widening and meeting teasing gold. Blake winked and walked towards the main floor, greeting customers with a grin when they approached her. This was going to be a very long two hours.Much later, the UFC champion smiled softly at Blake as she met with her near the back door, the bouncer was still eyeing her up with a frown but his face softened the second Blake looped her arms around her prosthetic and pushed her towards the door."No worries Tukson, she's my friend."The panther faunus gave a nod, his gruff voice approving. "Good, I didn't want to mess up a celebrity's pretty face tonight". He winked at Yang and shut the door, leaving a slightly flustered Yang behind it. The warmth left her right shoulder and she turned to see Blake pulling her long coat closer around herself. Yang couldn't help but linger on the dark haired girl's features, her soft lips, the way the light of the overhead streetlamp would light her eyes up and make them shine in the night. Her pretty face sculpted like a masterpiece made of marble that was meant to be beautiful and resilient. Fuck, she was stunning."I had expected you to be done with staring, seeing as you did plenty in there."Blake's soft lips pulled into a small grin and Yang let out a breathy laugh, hand going up to scratch at her neck in embarrassment."I have no excuses."Blake smiled, making her way out of the alleyway with Yang close behind her. They walked in relative silence, and Yang was surprised to find this silence comforting, she was never one for it before loosing her arm. She used to say: "the louder the better"! She would always find a reason to go out, party hard, drink hard and, well, bring someone home and be loud together. It used to be her life when she was not busy maintaining her training and diet proper around her fights. She felt like if she stopped moving, she would stop living, and what was life if you didn't live it to the fullest?Yang's eyes wandered to Blake walking by her side. Life was something fickle and unpredictable, one day you could be on top of the world, rich and powerful, and the next morning be homeless. Her left hand came to rest on her prosthetic, rubbing the plastic through her coat's fabric. She had lost an arm, yes; but maybe she was not hitting rock bottom like she thought. Or perhaps she had in a certain way, only to raise someone else out of it. Yang's eyes caught a glimpse of gold and Blake's eyes was back on the street.Yeah, she could live with that.The walk back to Blake's apartment was quick, neither girl wanting to stay longer than necessary in the cold weather. It might have been slight trepidation on Yang's part, but she wouldn't admit to it, much less admitting to feeling cold.Blake closed the door behind them and flicked the lights on, illuminating the small but cosy kitchen."Here we are, nothing to be scared of in here."Yang rolled her eyes but couldn't help a smile pulling at her lips "oh, haha! Hilarious.""Well, you told me you ran away last time you got here, so I'm just making sure you feel safe" Blake added a wink to her statement, making Yang hide her blush by bending over to untie her boots."The way you say it totally makes me sound like a useless dork."The sound of Blake's laugh made a small shiver run down Yang's back and she stepped out of her boots, looking at the faunus putting her own boots away in the hall closet. She smiled and averted her eyes, trying to hide the small blush covering her cheeks at such a simple thing."Want to take a seat? I'm sure we have a lot of things we could talk about."With a nod, Yang sat down at the small kitchen table. She looked around the plain but clean looking room and couldn't help but feel a warmth that only came with her own home; this apartment was obviously well lived in. There were no canvas of paintings, no fancy art pieces, but there was bookcases messily filled to the brim. There were the occasional pictures of young faunus smiling at the camera, making peace signs. Yang smiled softly, Blake either had a big family or used to work with children."Those are from that year I was a counselor at a faunus friendly summer camp, I was still young at the time and I didn't like company very much, muss less from children" giggled Blake, a fond look on her face as she removed her coat to hang in the closet. "But I needed a job to get myself some real world experience so I did. I'm pretty happy I did.""How old were you? I mean if that was your first job."Blake ran a hand through her long black hair, pulling a strand out of her snug sweater. "I must have been 20 years old at the time."Yang couldn't help staring at that, mouth slightly opened and hand lifting off the table. "What? You never needed to work before that? Your parents rich or something?" Yang laughed, not expecting it when Blake looked at the floor with a small blush."Something like that yes, they are very... um well off."Placing her hand back on the table, Yang frowned, biting her lip and wondering if she should ask the question that was lingering in her mind."You must be wondering why I'm working as a stripper if my parents are so wealthy I presume?"Yang looked at Blake, guilt written all over her face, but Blake merely smiled softly and sat down at the table in front of the blonde."I was going to college, majoring in English. My mother and father were paying for all of it, saying I had no business getting a job, that my full time job was going to school and live my college life to its fullest." Blake smiled fondly, eyes lost in the past and in the memories of her parents no doubts. "I was a calm and shy student, I would go to class, study and work on my papers in my dorm room, sometimes in the library if I had team assignments. I lived far from home see, my parents assuring me that Beacon U was one of the best and that it was worth the trip. They weren't wrong, but it was also a mostly human college. That part frightened me, I was raised in a faunus neighborhood and the thought of being alone, surrounded by humans was making me a bit scared. After my second year was when I convinced my parents to let me work in the summer and I had such a great time with both the faunus and human children that I decided to stop hiding."Blake shuffled in her pocket and took out a black, well-worn silk ribbon and put it on the table between Yang and her."I used to wear this over my ears to hide who I was, but after that summer camp, I decided I didn't want to anymore. I walked the halls of Beacon U with my ears proudly on display..."Blake trailed off and Yang felt her chest tighten at the shadows that passed over the beautiful girl's face."I should have known better."Yang reached across the table, her only hand covering Blake's in silent support. Blake took a deep breath, eyes closing."It was after the exams, people were celebrating around campus. After some begging, I accepted to follow some friends in an off campus party. I can't blame them, they were humans, they didn't know better. They didn't know the suffering we endured and how to avoid that kind of people like the plague. How would they know?"Blake's hand gripped the ribbon tightly, knuckles turning white against her already pale skin. Yang couldn't breathe properly, her throat was tightening up at what could have happened at that party. She had heard the faunus had been kidnapped for a long time, she just had no idea just how long. She had so many question but she kept her mouth shut, this was not her story."At first I had a good time, I didn't really drink or anything, but I had nice conversations. One young man approached me, handed me a drink and asked me to dance. I looked back at my friends, unsure what to do, but they all motioned for me to go dance, a smile on their faces. At first I thought they knew him, but they were just eager for me to dance with such a handsome guy I guess. It was all nice, until I started sipping the drink."Yang couldn't stop her hook going to try and cover her mouth, but at the moment she didn't care if it looked ridiculous. "No...""Yes, he drugged me. My head started spinning, my whole body felt heavy and I barely remember some flashes here and there of what happened after that. All I'm sure is that he dragged me somewhere, because when I woke up I was definitely not in the same house."Yang's voice caught in her throat, she felt light headed and like she was going to throw up."Blake.. how long ago is that? When did they kidnap you?"Blake didn't open her eyes, her mouth opened and closed a few times before she finally said it, barely a murmur coming out of her lips "This was December 2015."The brawler blanched, she felt cold and horrified. One glance at the calendar on the fridge showed that it was now April 2017. Blake had been stuck in the hands of those mother fuckers for over three hundred days.Yang slowly walked around the table, Blake's shaking being the only thing stopping her from pulling the dark haired girl against her chest in a firm hug. Perhaps she should leave her some space, talking about what had occurred seemed to drain both of them equally. There was however no hesitation in the faunus' actions when she pushed Yang against the counter and kissed her. Yang wrapped her arm around her, trying to pull the lithe girl even closer, easily ignoring the counter digging painfully in her lower back. Blake was relentless, her nails dug in Yang's sides as if she would disappear if she let go, trapping her like a cornered animal. Her lips against Yang's felt hot and hungry, kissing her, biting her lips and latching unto her throat and her jaw. She was feeding on her like Yang was the only thing that could keep her alive, because, to Blake, she was the only reason she was alive."Blake..." her name left Yang's lips in a low groan, her left arm held the faunus more tightly against her and she gasped, feeling the rough part of her tongue tracing the shell of her ear."You have no idea how grateful I am to be alive. How thankful I feel towards you for what you have done." Blake's voice was strained, heavy with emotions and Yang was finding it hard to recognize exactly which one as Blake's lips found purchase on her earlobe, sucking on the skin slowly. A whimper made it out of her clenched jaw and the faunus smiled against her ear, pushing her lips against the shell once more "did you come here to collect your debt Yang? I'll show you a good time, I'm a good girl."Yang's eyes snapped open, every single part of her brain was screaming at her in alarm now. Blake was not okay, this was far from okay. Her arm unwrapped itself from Blake and she grabbed her shoulder in a firm grip "Blake, stop."The golden eyes snapped open wide, staring at Yang like she had just slapped her. She frantically tried to get away from the blonde, pushing away from her only to find Yang's arms back around her waist, her grip strong. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry- let go of me please!"Yang was at a loss, Blake was acting very strange and it scared her. She didn't know what to do, what to say; but every single part of her was now simmering in anger as she was now slowly piecing together what Blake had went through in this godforsaken basement. She felt so powerless, it was a feeling she had grown accustomed to in the past months, but this time it wasn't related to her arm at all. In fact, her arm briefly disappeared from her mind, she wanted- no, she needed to calm this girl down. She just had to find a way to make it a bit better, no matter what."Shh-shh-sh Blake, it's okay, just breathe alright? I don't want anything from you, you don't owe me anything yeah?"The midnight haired beauty stopped struggling for a moment, eyes still wide but trained on the floor between them. Yang stayed still, listening to Blake's breathing slow down gradually. Then a voice, timid, so unlike how Blake usually spoke broke the silence. "Then why? Why did you come here Yang?"A heavy weight fell in Yang's stomach, it churned around and burned as realization came to her; Blake thought that she only came here for sex.Yang softly pushed Blake out of her grasp and rubbed her right elbow, where the prosthetic connected to her flesh. Her throat was tight and she was having a hard time pushing any form of noise out of her mouth. "It's not- I didn't m- That's not why-"Blake's arms wrapped around her own waist, hiding her forearms against her abdomen and from Yang's eyes as she took a step back. It was killing her, this sudden distance between the two of them. As if the night at the club had never been real, like this instant connection had merely been a dream. Yang ran her hand through her hair angrily, this was not what she came for. Sure, she might have flirted with the idea that perhaps they could have been intimate again, but that was not why she waited so long for her to finish her shift, walk her home and share difficult memories.Violet eyes rose from the floor and scanned the beautiful faunus in front of her, so guarded suddenly, so distant. Her plump lower lip was pinched in between her teeth, a slightly pointed canine prickling at the edge. Yang swallowed, this girl was fascinating to her, every move, every sound coming out of her mouth. Her voice was low yet so very feminine. Yang would not let this girl stay broken, and if she had to fix her own damn self to do it? She would."Blake, listen to me."The faunus' head rose slightly, amber eyes barely appearing between the midnight locks falling in front of her face. Yang took a deep breath and gently took Blake's hand in her own, thumb rubbing up her wrist in a slow circle."I've never been good at choosing my words wisely, at questioning every action or movement I do like you seem to be doing. I follow the flow of life and do what feels good at the time, and barely questioning why is it that I do it. But ever since that night I just- I can't go back to my old ways, I can't just jump and ask why after, you know? And when we met, I felt it, this old me tugging me along and making me follow you blindly."Blake's eyes were still on the floor when Yang glanced at them, but she was attentive to her words, her touch. Her fingers were clutching at her hand, her ears were alert and she could feel a slight tremble under her soft caresses."What I'm trying to say is that I'm not trying to use you, okay? What I felt those two nights is not that different, we have a connection Blake, I'm sure you felt it too."Blake said nothing, but her fingers let go of Yang's hand, only to tread their fingers together tightly "I did."Yang let out a sigh of relief."I was afraid to sound like a complete nut case saying all that, woo..."Blake rose her free hand to her lips, hiding a small chuckle. Yang smiled brightly at that, feeling a surge of affection grow in the pit of her stomach and fluttering upward. Damn, she had it bad."You sound perfectly fine, Yang. I... know I have issues I need to work on, I realize that. Sometimes I sort of step back and watch myself say or do these things that are so unreal, so unlike me...that it scares me and I try to block it all out until it stops."Yang's mouth opened, only to close slowly at Blake's free hand rising up, palm towards her."Deciding to go and dance as a job didn't happen as a last resort, it wasn't my only option, but I decided to do it. I wanted to do it because it somehow gave me back some power over my own body. It's going to sound absurd I know, but deciding what I'm doing, how I'm doing it and how bared I'm willing to show my body is up to me." Blake slowly let go of Yang, wrapping her arms around herself again, "and I have fellow faunus making sure I'm in a safe environment doing it."Yang breathed in slowly, trying to hide a choked sob at Blake's words. She ached to wrap her arms around the dark haired girl, to pull her in her warmth and make the fear, the hate and the memories go away, but she knew better. Wordlessly, Yang carefully unwrapped Blake's left hand from herself, violet eyes fixed on the golden orbs, asking, pleading for Blake to let her in. Blake's form flinched for a moment, arms stiff around herself and eyes wild as she looked into Yang's. The brawler looked back, her eyes steady and her hand over Blake's warm and gentle. The faunus bit her lip and let the blonde take her hand in hers, it was warm, always so warm."I don't know how you do all this, break down walls I've spent months, years building..." Blake's whispered words joined the loud thumping of their hearts and Yang smiled at her."Do you not like it? I can back off if it's all going too fast for you" murmured Yang with concern.Blake shook her head vigorously."No, this is fine. I'm just... You keep blowing my mind away with how fast you're sneaking your way into my heart..."Yang froze, wide eyes trained on the golden ones hiding behind the deepest of black strands. Blake was purposely looking away from her, a blush rising on her cheeks and neck. The blonde smiled softly."It's only fair, you danced your way into mine."Blake giggled loudly, raising a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. Yang found the view as cute as it was appealing, and she felt a now familiar heat spread through her. Biting her lip, she tugged Blake's hand, leading her to the small living room area next to the kitchen where they both stood. Eyes searching the faunus', she only saw curiosity and a smile tugging at the corners of the golden orbs. Yang took this as her cue and she made Blake walk backward until the back of her knees were touching the cosy love seat.Yang paused, her eyes peering down into Blake's own to see if she was still okay with the way things were going. Blake finally met her eyes and her lips curled into a soft smile with a nod. Yang bit her lip and pushed Blake gently until she was sitting down on the love seat. She rose a knee to lean on the side of and whispered."I'd say with the two free dances I got, it'd be fair of me to return the favor, yeah?"Blake's eyes darkened instantly, looking at Yang with that goddamn smirk back on her face, "Yes, I believe that would be only fair."
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Blake's back hit the love seat in a soft thud, half lidded eyes trained on the amazon still standing in front of her. Yang let her own eyes trail down to the faunus' lap, seemingly pondering. Before Blake could open her mouth and ask what Yang was planning, she simply grabbed her scroll and typed away with one hand, her hook raised in front of her in as much as a "just a sec" motion she could manage with a hook.Blake leaned back against the soft fabric of the couch, crossing her arms and looking intently at the blonde. Once Yang was apparently satisfied with whatever she was doing, she threw the scroll across the love seat.A rhythmic, electronic bass came out of the small speaker and Blake's ears swiveled back towards it, recognizing the song from the club, "is this the song...""You gave me a free dance to? Yes, yes it is" said Yang, a shit eating grin on her face.Blake blinked, cheeks reddening slightly as Yang slowly straddled her lap, knees on either side of her hips on the love seat. Yang remembered the song of course, its beat had been in sync with her heartbeat as it all happened. Every batting eyelash, every teasing touch and the captivating way Blake moved as if her body was an extension of the music, as if every single part of her body was a provocative reason to sin.She could remember that whole night as much as she could remember every match she fought in. The adrenaline, the heat and passion they had shared was comparable to the energy that coursed through her veins in a fight.Yang took Blake's hands in hers and put them around her waist one after the other, pushing the faunus' long fingers under the fabric of her shirt. The cool, soft quality of her skin made the blonde shiver, biting down on her lower lip before raising her eyes to meet Blake's. The dark amber eyes were trained on hers now, ears leaned towards her. Gone was the hesitation and the fake sexual bravado; Blake's attention was completely focused on her and nothing else.It had been a while since she had tried to put herself on display for someone, but this moment felt appropriate. No one else had ever looked at her the way Blake did. Yang felt a shiver course through her spine and she reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head in one surprising swift motion. Blake's eyes glanced at the shirt as it fell, but then their gaze went right back to Yang's chest.With a confident smirk, Yang rocked her hips over Blake's, her fingers lightly brushing over the faunus' stomach, breast and then hooking around her neck along her right shoulder in a lose embrace. Blake's eyes closed halfway, her long eyelashes darkening her gaze even more. Yang leaned down, gently pulling Blake forward towards her and the faunus immediately pulled her tightly against herself, forehead resting between her breast. Yang felt one furry ear brush against her collar bone and she let out an involuntary giggle. Blake's hands slid lower, grasping her bum firmly, fingers digging in her flesh. Yang moaned, feeling the familiar haze that came whenever Blake touched her.Blake inched away from Yang's ample breasts, looking up at Yang with stars in her eyes. Yang pulled her hand from around the faunus' neck and combed her hair from her face, cupping the nape of her neck softly and bracing her knees on the seat to grind on Blake's belly. A gasp escaped the faunus' lips, making Yang bite her own as they kept eye contact throughout the rest of the song. Yang rolled her upper body to the beat, very much conscious of the sharp nails of the black haired girl digging into her backside. As the song ended, Blake pulled the brawler's firm body against her, nuzzling her face between her breast one more time as the song slowly faded to silence."How...Why me?" whispered Blake, barely loud enough for Yang to hear.The question surprised her. Yang stopped rocking against Blake, her hand going up to cup the faunus' jaw, thumb brushing over her pale cheek. The sheer amount of wonder in Blake's voice made the blonde's heart clench in her chest. Blake was looking at her the way one would look at a precious, unattainable, yet inspiring piece of art. Yang thought this woman was amazing, and yet... for a reason that still escaped Yang, she felt as if she was out of her league. The blonde felt compelled to show this wonderful woman anything, everything she wanted, if only to show her how much her existence was valuable. Not only as a person, but as a survivor."It's the way you looked at me..." Yang said, swallowing with difficulty. She sat back on her heels as the bewitching visions came to her again.
Someone was shaking her shoulder.
There was shouting as Ruby was pushing the slave traders in the back of her police car.
There was a gentle, soothing yet husky voice pleading her to stay awake.
There was the shrill voice of Weiss talking to the reporters and telling them to get the fuck away.
She opened her eyes.
She saw golden eyes.
"You were tied up in the basement of a burning building where you ... I assume you were abused and yet..." Yang's voice faltered. Her throat bobbed another time before she found her voice again. "Yet you were looking at me with so much worry, so much pain, as if my life had more meaning than yours when clearly I had thought the same about you."Yang's eyes were serious when they met the faunus', causing Blake's cat ears to fold on top of her head as she closed her eyes. She had opened the flood gates and she was unable to stop anymore."I rushed in behind my sister and her partner, I put myself in danger willingly and like a complete dumbass. I'm not a trained police officer, I'm just a fighter, someone who beat up people in a cage for a paycheck. I'm no hero, and yet I rushed in that basement at the sound of your voice. I couldn't not go, I would have heard your voice calling out every night in my dreams for the rest of my life."Yang inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself. Blake's hand closed on her elbow, right where her prosthetic connected with her flesh. She had trouble finding the right words to describe the sheer emotions and the images of that night. It felt so vivid in her mind, but hard to explain. Yang opened her eyes, gaze meeting Blake's."I was high on my victory, high on adrenaline, I still had alcohol coursing through my body and I felt invincible. But when I saw you tied up on the floor with all that smoke in the air I realized I was nothing. I was not a champion, I was no one. You were the hero, you were the one that had to survive the night."The blonde closed her eyes again, shaking her head. Blake's hand tightened its grip on her elbow and she felt the cool skin of her forehead against her own."So when I saw that piece about to collapse on top of you, everything kind of... slowed down. I didn't hesitate and...well, you know the rest." Yang's hand fell from the faunus' face, her deep lilac eyes falling to the couch in contemplation. Blake's breath was now mingling with her own, their foreheads still pressed together."You gave up your dreams for me."Yang shook her head, lilacs meeting gold once more, "I didn't give up anything. I gave you what you deserved: freedom."The pressure on her skull suddenly increased and Yang's eyes widened slightly at the hidden strength the lithe body of Blake was capable of. The faunus' nails dug in her long mane of hair and pressed in the back of her head, pressing their heads together quite painfully."Yang you lost your arm for a person you didn't even know. What kind of selfless idiot does that for a complete stranger?"Yang's vision was getting blurry now, tears were pouring down her face and she couldn't do anything to stop them from flowing. Her emotions were running wild and she couldn't contain anything anymore. Tears were sliding down her face, slicing in the red of her face. The words were like water falling between her fingers, impossible to grasp."No one should ever get left behind."Blake's grip faltered, the pressure Yang felt against her skull softening. Her hand pulled softly at the golden hair in a soothing motion, "who left you behind Yang?""My mother. I was barely a month's old."Blake said nothing, her hand slid across Yang's cheek, cupping her chin and wiping a stray tear. The blonde felt a tug and let herself be pulled towards Blake into a strong embrace. Yang had not felt strong and safe arms like this since her good friend Sage, but this felt softer; she felt warmer and lighter. This felt like home."I think..." tried the faunus, throat bobbing. "I think we had more than enough emotions for the night, wouldn't you say?"Yang nodded her head absentmindedly, face nuzzling the soft ears on top of the faunus' head. "Yeah" her voice was strained but the blonde didn't try to hide it.A low chuckle came from below and Yang found herself lifted off Blake's lap and into her arms as if she weighted nothing."Wait-!" Yang threw her arms around the dark haired girl, eyes open wide and really confused, "no girl ever managed to carry me before" she whispered.Blake gave her a mischievous grin "you'd be surprised how strong pole dancing makes you."A wave of heat overcame Yang and she hid her face in her hands. "I believe it".Blake snickered and dropped her ass on the bed."Woah!"Giggling, Blake turned towards her dresser and changed into some sort of fancy bathrobe. Yang took off her pants and removed her bra from under her shirt, they both slipped into Blake's bed and laid on their sides. Yang groaned and pulled her prosthetic off, laying it on the small desk next to the bed. Turning around, she noticed Blake lying down with her back to her. Taking in a deep breath, she slid closer and wrapped her arm around the faunus slowly, leaving the opportunity for the dark haired girl to push her away if she wanted. Blake did no such thing, she even took the amazon's large hand in her own, kissing it once before squirming back closer. Yang smiled, let a soft kiss behind a furry ear and mumbled a low "good night"."Good night Yang."A week had passed. Yang hadn't been able to see Blake since that night, but the both of them would text each other every day. Yang would even send Blake selfies taken from the gym, trying to tease the faunus while she worked out. She was so focused on making the other woman smile that she didn't even notice the eyes on her prosthetic. Blake on the other hand would take a selfie with her fellow dancer and friend Velvet at the end of their shift, both girls waving their hands towards the camera; all snuggled up in their coats.Yang was dozing off in her armchair when she received a call from Sun. Fumbling around for the lever with her hook, she finally got up and answered the call with a low rasp to her voice "hello?""Oh shit Yang, thank god you're awake!""Who dis?" mumbled Yang, eyes barely opened."This is Sun, you better dump your ass in cold water because something happened."Yang's eyes opened, any trace of sleepiness disappearing. "What are you talking about?""It's Blake, I-I thought she was doing better but something happened tonight and I just- I don't know what to do right now. She told me the other day that you knew about her past so I knew you could help, Yang you're good at caring for people.""Sun, hold on, what happened? Is Blake okay?" Yang could barely control the panic rising in her throat. She ran to her door and shoved her feet in her shoes."She's here, she's unhurt... but I think she could use your company right now. Neptune's not with me so I can't just book her time to low key take care of her.""The fuck do you mean you have no money? Can't she just leave if she feels like that?" spat Yang angrily, trying to put on her coat, scroll stuck between her shoulder and chin."I told her to leave! I was about to go tell Adam about what happened but she literally made me promise not to."Yang was getting very concerned now, the lack of proper answer making her brain brew the worst kind of scenarios."Sun, I'm running over there, and by then if you did not text me what happened? The first thing I'll do when I get there is punch you."Sun paused, the sound of Yang shuffling into her coat the only noise between them. "Deal. You won't like it, I'm just saying."Yang grit her teeth "on my way now, you have ten minutes." She closed the door, locking it before she started sprinting, scroll to her ear still. "See you soon Sun."Before she could press end, Sun's voice boomed once more."I'm glad to hear you still got some fire in you Yang."The call ended.Yang had to stop to catch her breath on the side of a building. Sweat was pouring heavily from her forehead and her throat was sore and dry. She knew better than to barge in, especially if Adam knew nothing about the predicament Blake was in. Speaking of which, Yang took her scroll out of her pocket and unlocked Sun's message.
There was a human in the club earlier. He went in the private booths with Blake and asked her for more than she normally offers. Blake... took the offer and she came back to me after, her eyes were wild and she was shaking. I paid for a private dance and I just hugged her in there for a while. She needs us, she needs her friends.
Yang felt her face catch in fire, her eyes were hot like coals and she had to lean her whole weight on the wall to stop herself from crashing to her knees."Fuck. Blake..."The brawler hadn't felt such pure unadulterated rage since Ruby was big enough to deal with bullies herself. Hopefully the human was already gone, otherwise Yang was afraid she'd end up in jail tonight.Combing her hand through her hair, Yang made herself look as presentable as possible and strut towards the horned bouncer. One high five later and she was in the familiar club, pink lighting and all. Her eyes scanned the place for Blake or Sun, any of the employees she knew really. She checked her scroll in case Sun texted her again. Maybe Sun was still with her in the backrooms, Yang tried to convince herself. Satisfied with clinging to this idea, Yang walked to a booth far in the back, hoping to be discreet and to be able to see the whole club. A couple of minutes went by and a familiar bunny faunus sat next to her, smile firmly in place."Evening Yang.""Hey Velour, seen Nightshade? I'm looking for her."Velvet crossed her legs, eyes shifting on the floor briefly as she pondered."I think she was taking a break, she might be in the employee's loo if you want me to go take a look?""That'd be great if you could, I'll pay you a drink?"Velvet giggled, uncrossing her legs and making her way towards the back. "No need champion, I'm on it."Yang grinned, she barely knew Velvet, but she was taking a liking to her. She sounded like a great friend for Blake as well. The champion's thoughts were interrupted when her scroll vibrated against her thigh. Picking it up she opened another message from Sun.
shitshitshit adam is making me go to his office fuckfuckfuck i hope he doesnt know about the human blake will freakout if adam gets a hold of
Yang frowned, she definitely was missing some key pieces of information from that. She was about to type an answer when milky white legs appeared in her field of vision."H-ey.." said Blake, her right hand gripping her left elbow, and her shoulders tense. But despite all that, Yang couldn't help her eyes lingering around Blake's soft features, her adorable ears and her golden eyes.Yang motioned to the plush seat she was sitting on, making room for Blake to sit next to her. "Hey yourself, I -I got a text from Sun, he sounded extremely worried. Do you want me to stay with you till you finish tonight?"The faunus pushed a bang out of her face and her shoulders heaved in a sigh, looking everywhere but at the blonde "I...I'd like that."Yang nodded, raising a hand towards one of the girls walking around with a platter of shots "do you want a drink?"Blake shook her head "I rarely drink on the job"."You look like you need a drink though, are you sure?" asked Yang, ever the one to pay for everyone's drinks.The faunus took a deep breath, straightened up and gave Yang a weak smile "okay."Yang spend the next couple of hours cradling a drink or three. Keeping an eye on the dark haired faunus and getting progressively more worried about the lack of further messages from Sun. Blake and a couple other dancers came over to check on her, keeping her company for a bit before trotting away to keep working. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so much that Yang was getting antsy. There was a growing spark in the air, something that came in the ring usually, not in a club.Her eyes whipped to the side where a door labeled "employees only" opened and Sun stumbled out. Yang was already on her feet, making her way through the crowd of people to reach him when she stopped. Adam was behind Sun, and following them was a dangerous looking faunus in a pressed suit, probably security. Sun looked down, shame in his expression as he pointed to a booth near the front of the club. Yang followed his finger and saw a small group of mostly faunus men drinking together. From what Yang could tell where she stood, there was maybe one or two humans with them.Yang tried to get a closer look, but a soft hand curled around her right bicep and she turned towards the intruder. Her answer was a snuggled up Nightshade."I'm done."Blake was wearing her long coat, face already half hidden by a thick wool scarf, and Yang bit her lip, the faunus looked adorable. Yang placed her hand over the beauty's covered cheek and smiled. "Let me take you home."The apartment was only a couple of blocks away, soon Yang and Blake were back at the dancer's place. Yang didn't know when she'd be invited back here again, she certainly didn't expect it to be tonight when she crashed in front of the tv, clearly planning on passing out in front of the late night cartoons. Her thoughts were interrupted by Blake, hand on her hip and looking at her expectantly."Do you want anything to drink?"Yang leaned her shoulder on the wall, smiling softly at her host. "Nah, I've cradled more than my share of alcohol tonight, I wouldn't mind some water though?"Blake smiled soflty and nodded, walking over to her fridge. Yang's eyes followed the faunus around as she did, eyes soft. Blake handed the other woman a tall, frozen over glass, motioning to the tap "it's filtered, make yourself at home. I...I need a shower.""Alright, I'll be right here when you're done."Satisfied with her answer, Blake smiled slightly and disappeared in the hall. Yang waited to hear the shower start before filling the glass to the brim and downing half its content in one gulp. Filling the glass again, Yang sat to the table and took out her scroll, hoping for any update from Sun. Frowning, Yang began worrying for her friend. Settling the scroll on the table, she typed a message, asking the monkey faunus to tell her he was okay as soon as he could. She also told him Blake was safe at home with her.Leaning backward, Yang sullenly drank the rest of her water as she waited. She always was a worrywart when it came to the people she cared about. Ever since she was a kid, she would throw herself in stupid situations and land in all sorts of trouble; but she always hated the feeling of friends being in trouble. Oh the irony.Around ten minutes later the shower stopped and the air dryer was turned on. Yang stood up and put her glass in the sink, seeing no dishwasher in the small flat, she simply shrugged and washed her glass. Her duty done, the blonde sat back down in the kitchen chair, raising her hand to rub her face. She was already very tired, her small nap on her armchair not enough to make up for her early morning."Sorry for making you wait."Yang turned towards Blake, a sheepish smile in place as she perked at the return of the faunus. "No worries."Blake wrapped her arms around her midsection, looking anywhere but at Yang. "So... "Yang's face fell into concern as she remembered the reason why she was here tonight. They had stalled long enough. "So..."Blake swallowed with difficulty "did Sun tell you what happened?""Vaguely" she allowed, "I was hoping you would tell me. According to him, you were quite adamant on staying at work despite the situation, whatever it is."Blake leaned her shoulder on the wall, closing her eyes "I overacted. I was just doing my job, it's nothing."Yang's eyes squinted at that, she leaned back in her chair and fixed Blake with a severe stare. "According to what our friend told me it sure as hell doesn't sound like nothing."Blake pushed herself off the wall, walking towards Yang with a straight posture, no more defensive. "It is. My reaction was petty and ridiculous because I should be used to it by now."Yang frowned, she stood up to be eye level with the faunus, leaning her hip on the table. "Used to what?""Men asking me to suck their dicks" answered Blake without missing a beat.And it made Yang even worse as she replayed what Blake had just said. Blake had spoken in such a matter-of-fact tone that Yang was at a loss for words. "What?"The cat faunus didn't answer, but her ears flicked once, showing her irritation.Yang bit her lip, but couldn't help asking. "Why didn't you just say no? You clearly had an episode after it happened!" No answer, Blake's eyes were stubornly fixed to the floor.Yang was shocked, unable to grasp why Blake would willingly torture herself. Then it hit her. "Did he force you?" Yang's eyes flashed red, "if he forced you I'll find him."Blake shook her head and rose up, placing her hands on her hips. "No Yang, I said yes."Yang's mouth fell open, eyes reverting to lilac "but...but why?"Blake's head tilted slightly to the side, her eyes fixing Yang in confusion. Yang's jaw tightened, knuckles white in a strained fist."I did what I was asked to do Yang. I'm good, very good. People like how I feel inside..." Blake grinned and Yang felt like throwing up. That smile on her face made her look so creepy. The faunus took a step forward and Yang flinched, grabbing the table behind her. The blonde couldn't wrap her head around what was going on right now, she couldn't grasp what was happening and why Blake was telling her this."Have you ever noticed how rough my tongue feels? This is not something most faunus have, I'm special" murmured the dancer seductively, hands brushing down from her hips to her thighs. Yang's eyes followed the motion before she stopped, throat swallowing with difficulty. Her brows furrowed, and her focus went back up to Blake's lowered eye lids. Her stare hardened as she finally started piecing the situation together."I make men feel good, it's what I'm good at. Why would I not use my body for what I'm good at? You know exactly what I mean, you fight because you're good at it. Because you know you're good at it." Blake grinned again and she stood on her tip toes, lips brushing against the champion's ear.Yang stopped breathing, hand going up to Blake's shoulder and stopping her from leaning any closer. "Stop, please stop."Blake's eyes widened in surprise, as if forcibly awoken from a nap. "What's wrong Yang?""Would you just take a second and listen to yourself Blake? You basically just called yourself a whore. Do you seriously believe that?"Yang felt tears filling her eyes but ignored it, focus entirely on Blake; face contorted in disbelief. Blake's eyes lowered, ears drooping on her head. "I know how it sounds, but this is how I am now. I've been broken down to this and now I can only follow the tide. It's a vicious circle, the more I try and get away from this feeling, the more I start to crave it back."Yang's mouth opened, but no sounds would come out. She tried again, "w-what do you mean you crave it?"Blake's brows furrowed, looking side to side in contemplation before leaning her head back in apparent exasperation. "How can I say this without it looking completely fucked up?I have spend hundreds of days stuck in a basement where I spent most of my days being forced to have sex repeatedly. Despite not wanting this at all, it became a part of my life, a part of what I became to survive. If I just laid there and tried to just think about anything else it would last longer, and usually made the men hurt me more. If I "participated" more actively it would be over faster and they would hurt me less. So, I did what I had to do to survive, but now that it's over... Whenever there's a confrontation with a man I just have... this uncontrollable urge to ...please them, as if if I didn't, everything would start all over again."Yang's grip on Blake's shoulder tightened, the faunus merely putting her own hand atop hers, head lulling back down and to the side, looking at Yang's feet."I also crave sex in a very unhealthy way, especially since it's not like I enjoyed myself down there." Blake shrugged, her voice was strained, a forced laugh making its way out of her throat. "That one is easier to deal with though, sex was never about me.Yang's eyes turned red and she let go of Blake's shoulder, grabbing her wrist in a gentle but firm grip. "Use me."Blake's ears flicked in confusion and her amber eyes met hers "excuse me?""Use me" she repeated. "You've been used for so long Blake; I'll gladly make you and only you feel good if you ever need it. I'll gladly do it, so you don't have to worry about it."Blake shook her head "how is that any better than what was done to me?"Yang's eyes flashed a deeper red. "Because I care about you, because I want to help you and you want to help me. You need to take care of yourself in a safe way, you need to get over your fucked up conditioning and me being a human might help. I'm ready to be tied down if it makes you feel safer. I'll gladly do anything you want of me if you can get better in the long run." Yang grit her teeth, jaw set in a tense grip.Blake rose her free hand to Yang's cheek, thumb sliding up to her eye and closing her left eyelid softly, hiding the red iris. "How is me using you going to help you, Yang?"Yang closed her other eye, taking a deep breath and inhaling the intoxicating perfume of the faunus. She opened her eyes again, looking into golden eyes with her own lilacs."Because you, your life means a lot more to me than I can ever manage to put into words. Somehow, I've made bigger progress in the weeks knowing you than I made in months of therapy."Blake's eyes fell down between them and she scoffed weakly. "That's preposterous Yang, you can't mean that...""But I do" insisted Yang. She dropped Blake's wrist and walked backward towards Blake's bedroom, remembering where it was in the small apartment. "I need to feel useful again, you need to feel like you belong to yourself and that you matter. First thing first is to stop letting just anyone take advantage of that" grinned Yang, a thumb pointing to herself and a wink for good measure.Blake's ears stood tall on her head, expression pained. Not the reaction Yang had expected to her teasing. "You're not just anyone Yang!""Exactly my point" smirked the blonde, disappearing inside Blake's room. "But what if I wasn't?"Yang heard a flustered and huffing Blake follow her and knew she had her. She hated to push the fragile girl, but she clearly needed a hand."Eh, a hand" Yang snickered to herself, flexing her remaining hand. Her small lapse in concentration made her overlook the closing of a door and next thing she knew Blake was holding her from behind. The taller woman smiled softly and put her good arm over the slim ones low around her waist, craning her neck behind her to see the petite woman, but all she could see was her cat ears, fluttering in what Yang came to realise was nervousness.Yang wondered what suddenly made the dancer so nervous. She could feel the lithe woman rub her cheek into her back and she heard a low mumble. "You'll always be special to me Yang."Yang inhaled deeply, heart fluttering so hard her throat clogged up for a couple of seconds. She slapped herself mentally and croaked a question in the heavy silence. "Do you want me, Blake?"She felt Blake's face nod against her back, the feeling tender despite its main purpose which was to answer a question. And the answer was simple really, Blake always wanted her. But that wasn't the point right now, she needed to make sure she wanted her for the right reason, the right angle. There was so many layers to unravel to do this right."Are you sure that's what you want, and not some defense mechanism to please me" she simply asked.No answer. Yang turned around in the other woman's arms and leaned down, her hand coming up to push some dark strands of silk away from Blake's face and locked eyes with her. "Blake, please don't lie to me."The faunus looked down at the floor for a moment, she inhaled deeply and her golden gaze met Yang's again. "I want you Yang. Believe me when I say I've wanted you since when you first came to the White Fang."Yang smiled softly, reassured. "Good" she whispered, her calloused fingers brushing Blake's hand, following the scarred wrist up across the soft skin of her forearm, making the faunus shiver. As her fingers made their way up to the dark haired girl's shoulder, they stopped suddenly. "Because you have me."Yang leaned in, making Blake lean backward a bit, her fingers making their way around the taller woman's neck in anticipation. Then two arms suddenly grabbed Blake by the waist, and suddenly she was being thrown on the bed behind her.Blake's back hit the mattress with a squeal of amusement as the blonde followed her soon after, diving next to her on the soft matress. She instantly sat up, fingers hooking around the hem of Yang's shirt and shoving it over her head, not bothering to make it go past her unruly mane. Yang chuckled lowly in her throat, raising her own hand to pull the shirt away from her hair and gasping at the faunus rolling them around the bed. Not one to let others take over her position that easily, and being a great wrestler herself, Yang used her legs to roll Blake back on her back, pinning her down with her thighs.Blake was breathing hard, cheeks flushed and eyes half lidded as she looked up at Yang, her delicate hands stroked upward and past her hips to caress the brawler's stomach softly. "I envy your abs, mine are not that sculpted."Yang laughed loud and brief, leaning over to pepper kisses on Blake's temple "my body has more mass than yours, so its easier for me to have more definition to them. On the other hand...you look like you are three times as flexible as I am. I've seen you dance, remember?"Blake's golden eyes flashed briefly "perhaps..."Yang grinned, leaning back to help the faunus remove her own shirt, the piece of clothing was tossed aside and replaced by Yang's large hand, softly running down Blake's chest and across her bosom. Blake gasped at the feeling of Yang's callouses trailing down the interior of her breasts. The rough texture was like lighting up a match and she was convinced it could light up something inside her she thought long dead.Blake closed her eyes and smiled, seemingly basking in the attention the amazon was showering over her. Yang's eyes scanned the beautiful woman intently, waiting for any red flag, any alarming behavior.When Blake opened her eyes, they were hazed over and dark. Her smile tilted in more of a devious smirk and she let her open palm wander over Yang's clothed thighs and hips."I wanna feel all of you, Yang."Yang rolled away, hastily trying to remove her pants and only managing to kick them inside out off of her legs and trip. Yang swallowed, concentration slipping even more when she saw Blake's finger curling towards her in a come-hither fashion. Yang hurriedly rolled back to her feet, stripping herself down to her panties. When she turned around, Blake was on her side, staring at her completely naked. Yang's mouth watered."I'm waiting" her tone was bored, but her eyes were alight with playfulness and desire.Yang grinned, she crawled over to Blake and kissed her. Her lips were warm and full, Yang wanted to get lost in the feeling of them sliding slowly against hers forever. She rolled Blake on her back and leaned her weight on her stump, balancing herself over the faunus as she pushed their bodies together. Soft, so soft. Blake's skin was slightly cool to the touch on her own scorching body and she wanted nothing more than to rip her own underwear off and feel her completely.Yang's thought process stopped to a violent halt when she felt Blake's hand sliding in her panties. That wasn't the plan. The blonde threw her body to the side, Blake's hand slipping out of her underwear. Yang took a second to breathe heavily, looking at the faunus watching her with confusion plain on her face."No, wait a s-second." The blonde cradled Blake's face in her good hand, watching her nuzzle slightly in it "are you still here Blake? Is this what you want?"Blake blinked. She took a moment to think, looking at the sheets of her bed. Yang carefully scanned her face, looking for anyt hint of discomfort."What do you feel right now? Do you feel like you want to have me? Do you want to get off? What is it?"Blake bit her lip, eyes closing and ears drooping in defeat "I...I don't know."Yang swiped her thumb across Blake's cheek, the pad leaving a pale trail on her flushed skin. "Not to sound overly bold but...do you wanna sit on my face?"Blake's head lifted up the pillow, Yang's hand falling to the side. "I can't make you do that, it's terrible!"Yang snorted "oh please, I dun think there's any chance of me suffocating, you weight nothing."Blake bit her lip harder and Yang started worrying she might see blood slide down her chin soon. "No, I mean I can't let you do that, that's disgusting!"Yang sat up abruptly "what?""I'm a faunus, you can't put your mouth there, it's wrong and filthy. We're animals."Yang's heart broke in her chest."How can you stomach saying something like that about yourself? Do you believe this crap?"Blake glowered at her, lips curled in anger."None of the men that came in the basement ever wanted to touch me there. They wouldn't even look when they put it in. Sometimes they would...slip in the wrong hole and all I could do was bite down a scream, be a good girl. When it happened they usually kept going, called me a dirty good girl."Yang's hand ran up and down Blake's arm, trying to soothe her as she poured her heart out to her. Her chest felt tight and hurt horribly, but this wasn't about her."Even when I was being good, I was always referred to as an animal. I was merely a step up from livestock. An animal with nice tits... you still wouldn't put your mouth on there right? The silver lining in all this shit was that the rapes always came with protection" spat Blake. Yang was actually happy to see the dark haired woman finally showing anger at the situation instead of acceptance.Yang rubbed her watery eyes on the pillow, pulling at Blake's shoulder to make her look at her."Okay...okay... I think what you need tonight is not this. I think you need to use me as a pillow, cry if you want to, kick me out even if that's what you want." Yang paused, trying to look into the golden eyes again. "Can I hold you Blake?"The dark haired woman rose her head, her ears and nose red and tears streaking her pale cheeks "please..." she sobbed, sniffing once after answering.Yang didn't waste any time, she undid her prosthetic and let it fall to the side of the bed. Soon she was digging her stump under the pillow and wrapping her arm around Blake's back as much as she could before pulling her friend into her. The lithe girl buried her face in the blonde's neck, ears trembling on top of her head as sobs racked her chest. Yang struggled, but finally managed to pull the comforter over the both of them, trapping them in a cocoon of warmth and cotton."Is it okay if I touch your ears?" whispered Yang softly. A nod was all the answer she needed and she rose her hand to brush the back of her fingers softly on them. The appendages flicked away from her fingers at first, forcing Yang to take her time to let Blake get used to the touch. Soon enough she was lightly brushing the length of the soft fur lining the ears, the sobs slowly stopping and being replaced by deep and even breathing."Good night Blake" Yang kissed in between the ears, settling her head comfortably on top of the other woman's on the pillow."Gnight Yang..." murmured the faunus, eyes fluttering as she fought sleep one last time. Her body then relaxed and fell limp in Yang's arms, resting.
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Light fell over Blake's eyes and her lashes fluttered open gently. She slowly stretched her arms above her head only for them to be restrained.Panic filled her mind instantly. Cold anguish ran through her veins like ice. She could feel those hands on her again. Forcing her down, making her bend and spread in ways that made her bones burn, making her do-"Blake? Blake shhh shh"Arms around her, but ... warm and safe. Locks of gold and perfume and softness. Yang's scent and softness, this was Yang."Yang" she sobbed, pervasive thoughts merely pushed aside in the other woman's presence. It was nice however, to have someone push them away so fast... even if it was only temporarily. It was always merely temporary."It's okay, you're okay."Blade nodded slowly in the blonde's neck, trying to will her body to stop shaking like a leaf. It was so much harder to carry all those memories now that she had taken steps towards facing her past instead of running away from it. Blake didn't know if it was worth the pain, she didn't know if she would ever be the same. She had all those scars, all those pieces of memories that just wouldn't disappear from her mind like badly scabbed flesh curling up inside her. She wished she only had actual scars, those she could revel in, see them as proof that she had endured, survived. Sadly the ones covering her heart and her mind were much harder to take solace in.The faunus ran a shaky hand over a scar adorning Yang's broad shoulders, lost in thought. If only she could be proud of being a survivor, but the thought only ever brought her shame. Deep, hollow shame that made her want to hide it, hide her personal hell from everyone. Yet, the way she would act sometimes only proved that she was not like she used to be. How could she get through this experience and come back to a somewhat normal state when she wasn't even the same person? Could she even find a way to even feel like a person again? Every time she was trapped inside herself, trying to remove herself from reality she would feel like a substitute, an object just standing where she laid. Sometimes it was hard to hope she could even feel like a normal person again.Everything was all so very exhausting.Yang gave a grunt in her sleep, jumping Blake out of her dark thoughts in surprise. Her heart sped up and she laughed at her own agitation. She was doing it again, getting lost in her head. Her eyes fluttered close and she tried to focus on something else, anything else.She felt for the softness of her sheets on her bare skin, she inhaled the comforting scent of her room, her safe haven and the invading smell of the blonde bombshell behind her. She caught herself welcoming the presence of Yang in her room, her personal space. She didn't expect to revel so much in her presence even when they were both simply laying there in each other's arms.A blush crept to her cheeks, this felt nice. She could get used to this, if Yang truly wished for this. She wasn't sure herself yet, but telling herself that she could do it to please Yang was easy to go along with. It was an anchor she could use, a reason she could easily abide to. It was so easy to please other people, especially men-Blake bit her tongue, she was doing it again.A groan next to her cat ears pulled a squeak out of her and a deep chuckle followed."Sorry" came the raspy voice of the blonde, her left hand slowly rubbing the spot on her waist where it had most definitely spent the night.Blake shook her head in mock exasperation, trying to turn around in the brawler's arms, but the grip around her hips was solid."Yang?" asked Blake, voice tinted with confusion."I can hear you think from over here, what's going on?" murmured the blonde softly."I'm not. I...I just woke up as well" lied Blake, eyes darting around the floor and mindlessly following the trail of clothing coming from the door."Talk to me, what's on your mind?"Blake took a deep breath, trying to center herself."That's the thing, I'm trying to stop thinking. I appreciate your concern, but right now talking about anything going on in my mind is not an option."Yang grunted in acknowledgement. Her chest slowly pushed against her back as she stretched, making the soft mounds graze Blake's back oh so deliciously. She swallowed, thankful yet frustrated at the fabric of the other girl's bra separating them still. Clutching her pillow with her right hand, she pulled her free hand to her chest. Her heart was still beating rather fast, but at least her thoughts weren't going back there. Back where it was cold."Do you work tonight?"Blake shook her head "It's my night off tonight and tomorrow.""Perfect!" exclaimed Yang, throwing the sheets off both of them. Blake instantly missed the warm body behind her. Groaning, she tried to clutch at the still warm sheets at her feet "noo..."Standing in the middle of Blake's room in her underwear, Yang put her hand on her hip and looked around. "It is sorta cold in here, huh."Ignoring the little whining noises coming from the faunus, Yang walked to the heater settings. Sucking air through her teeth she turned back to Blake who was now covering her head with the sheets."No wonder it's so cold, Blake I think your heater is off."Ears perking through the bed sheets, Blake let out a confused little "huh?""Your heater is off, it's like 17 Celsius in here."Blake groaned and her hand searched around the floor for her pants. Once she found them she pulled her phone out of them and called her landlord.Finished with her phone call, Blake pushed the sheets off of her head and grabbed the warmest clothes she could find in her dresser. Once fully clothed and definitely less of an icicle, she walked to the kitchen where Yang was standing, a look of annoyance on her face."Let me guess, your whole building is out of power?"Blake smirked, leaning on her door frame. "Surprise."Yang scratched her forehead, a look of annoyance on her face "speaking of surprises, here I was, planning to cook you breakfast" she grumbled sheepishly.Blake bit her lip, looking the woman up and down as she stood in the middle of her kitchen, in her underwear. This girl was precious, but she could also make Blake's blood boil just by showing her a smile and a flex. Blake pulled her lip between her teeth, gaze locked in on lilacsYang didn't let that change to her plans sour her mood for too long however as her face lit up seconds later. Looking back at Blake, she flashed her a bright smile, either disregarding or ignoring the downright hungry look on the dark haired woman's face."How do you feel about pizza for breakfast?"
The pizza was greasy and tasty, it was perfect for warming up in front of the TV, that is if the TV had been working. So instead both girls settled at the dining table, passing the box back in forth between them as they ate their fill. Playful banter filled the small apartment, like Yang making distasteful jokes about her prosthetic while Blake tried not to choke. An easy smile came to their lips as they shared stories, jokes and flirty smiles.Quickly, the sun was already starting to set. Both girls now laid in Blake's bed, blankets and sheets wrapped tightly around the both of them. After all, the lack of heater left the room quite chilly. Yang figured the heat of her body would be more than enough to keep them warm until they fixed Blake's power line. Maybe their cocoon was a bit too warm even all things considered, but neither girl seemed to mind.Yang had removed her prosthetic, the cold plastic too uncomfortable and stiff when she wrapped her arms around the faunus. Somehow, laying there for hours wasn't boring her. Usually, she would have started fidgeting by the end of the first 2 hours, itching to get up and spend some energy. Yet somehow laying there pressed against the dark haired beauty was a calming activity. She could get used to this, if anything.Blake snuggled her head under her chin, making Yang tilt her head backward. She chuckled, digging her fingers in the faunus' sides in retaliation."Nooooooo! Yang don't!""Ohohoo!"The brawler grinned toothily, trapping a squirming Blake between her powerful thighs to tickle her mercilessly. High pitched squeals filled the apartment, drowning the sound of the movie on Yang's scroll. Blake tried to free her arms from the blanket, weakly slapping at Yang's hand with her fingers. Flailing and trashing about, she finally made them fall on their side, breath completely out."Uncle! Ple- haha STOP!"Yang let go of her side, sweat pearling on her forehead as she laughed throatily. Blake was breathing heavily, eyes set on Yang in a mock glare. She rose a finger, pointing it threateningly at the blonde amazon."You, Yang Xiao Long, are an asshole."Yang grinned, pushing herself back up in a sitting position "believe me, I know."They eventually settled back in their cocoon, a comfortable silence being broken only by the sound of the movie. Yang could feel her breath calm, the tingling in her blood settle and she closed her eyes for a moment.
Yang still felt a little buzzed. The night had been dragging forever and she didn't remember all of it. Looking down her shirt though she could see some lipstick stains that gave her some kind of clue. Leaning her head back on the headrest of Weiss' car she closed her eyes in drunken stupor.
"You girls are so lame. The night just started!"
Weiss' screechy voice came from the front seat "just started? Yang it's fucking three am!"
"I know what I said."
Yang gave them a self satisfied smirk and a flex of her biceps, folding her hands behind her head.
Weiss made a gagging sound and tried to ignore the noisy blonde's loud laughter as her radio started, catching her attention.
"This is detective Shnee, what do you have for me?"
Yang laid her head back harder against the headrest and smacked her lips.
"Mhm... mhm. Understood, detective Rose and I are on our way!"
Yang tilt her head back down at that, frowning.
"What's happening Rubes" asked the blonde, hands slowly unfolding from behind her head. She watched as Weiss grabbed their police light and shoved it on the top of the car, speeding up.
"Remember those things you overheard us talking about last week? The faunus trafficking?"
Yang let her hands drop to the seat, holding unto it slightly to try and focus on the conversation.
"You found them?"
Ruby's answer didn't come straight away. She watched ahead as Weiss sped past a red light, the one or two cars on the green light not moving to let them through. "Yeah. We found them."
The rest of the ride was silent except for the siren blaring from Weiss' car. Yang kept her grip on the seat, trying to clear her head from all the alcohol. After a minute or five, their car screeched to a halt.
"Yang I will not repeat myself, STAY IN THE FUCKING CAR!" Weiss slammed the door, hurrying towards the squad car that was already there. Ruby gave her sister a glance and hurried behind her partner.
Yang frowned and pressed her face against the window. Her slowly sobering mind started to realize how big this was after what felt like an hour of seemingly nothing.
When the first flame appeared at the window, Yang yanked the door open. A cocky grin covered her face, she punched her fists together and ran for the door on the side of the building. Releasing a grunt of effort she kicked it hard, pulling it off of its hinges on the second impact.
"Yeah baby!"
Running ahead she covered her mouth with the crook of her elbow, looking for a familiar red or white head of hair.
A burly man tumbled out of a door with a gun in his hand and an unbuckled pair of jeans.
"What are yo-?"
Yang didn't answer. She rammed her elbow in his face and kept running through the hallway. She couldn't help worrying about Ruby and Weiss, and so her search became frantic, knocking over furniture and men. Soon enough, the smoke was thick and Yang was having trouble breathing.
That's when she ran into Ruby.
"Yang what are you doing here? This place is falling apart, get your bum out!"
"I just couldn't stand here and not help!"
"Of course you can, you're not a cop!"
Yang swayed a bit on her feet but frowned, thumping her chest "maybe not, but tonight? I'm a goddamn super hero baby sis!"
Ruby's eyes grew wide in fear and she tried to grab for Yang's arm, but the blonde yanked it away. Pushing a door open with her left hand, she ran down a flight of stairs. She could hear Ruby call for her over her shoulder and felt fire roar to life above, but she didn't care; she felt indestructible. What a dumbass she was...
Yang ducked down in an open door frame, avoiding a hallway completely surrounded by the growing fire. She was about to turn back, seeing as she didn't see anyone else to fight when she heard a faint voice coming from down the stairs behind her.
"Help" it said in a faint and weak voice. "Please don't leave me in here. Please!"
Yang froze in place, she could barely hear the voice yet she felt it deep inside herself, as if it was calling directly to her. Her brain suddenly sobered up and she decided that there was a reason she had rushed inside this building.
She ran downstairs.
The flames seemed to devour the floor above Yang and she briefly feared that the ceiling would collapse on her before she made it to the source of the voice. She searched every room frantically, only seeing empty beds and rooms full of rubbish. Inhaling deeply in the crook of her elbow, Yang yelled "where are you? I'm here to help!"
Breathing heavily, the champion cursed at the rapidly thickening smoke. She looked back behind her nervously, but then the weak voice called out again.
"In here."
Yang took off in a sprint, the voice was coming down the hallway and she ignored the little voice in the back of her mind saying that she should not tackle that door open. Yang wasn't the sort of person to listen to that voice mind you, especially not while intoxicated.
In a deafening crash, the door broke in, falling off its hinges and Yang barely had time to look at the form crumpled on the floor when the ceiling shuddered and an inferno of planks started to fall down.
"Look out!"
Yang dove forward, cursing at the person for not reacting fast enough. She rolled them both out of the way and the breath shot out of her lungs when
the other body yanked her back. That's when she realized that the person was a woman, a very tied by chains woman. Yang let out a grunt, pushing her hair out of her face and frantically looking around for a key.
"Do you know where's the key for that?"
"No... they usually keep it on them."
Yang turned around and for the first time she met the woman's eyes. Gold, endless pools of smoldering gold were fixed on her. Filled with fear and desperation. Yang grit her teeth, she had to get her shit together and act now.
"Stand back."
The woman pulled hard on her chains, making them go taunt as they pulled at the wall, hooked to some horizontal metal bar.
"Brace yourself hun I'm gonna take you out of these. HAH!"
Yang lift her leg up and unleashed a powerful axe kick down right on the metal bar. It broke down in a clatter and Yang cursed under her breath, fearing she might have cracked her heel with how hot it burned. Shaking her head, Yang turned her focus back on the woman cowering on the floor. That's when she noticed she was naked and covered in bruises. Pushing her worries for later, she ripped the blanket from the nearby bed and wrapped the girl in it. She pulled the chains off the wall and tried to help her stand up. The woman looked wobbly on her legs but there was determination and a will to live that burned in her golden gaze. Yang gave her an encouraging nod and turned towards the door.
"Look out!"
A pillar engulfed in fire was falling towards them, the bright light of the flames was all she could see before she reached up with her right arm to shield her face.
A cold nose rubbing against her collar bone shook her out of her day dream and Yang blinked twice. She looked around, taking in Blake's room and the missing fire consuming her right arm. A deep, relieved sigh found its way out of her and she smiled.Yang kept the faunus close, trapping her in the comforter with her. The movie was droning on on Yang's scroll, barely occupying both women as they cuddled. Yang shivered, feeling Blake's breast through their clothes every time she inhaled. No longer watching the movie, the faunus leaned her face in the blonde's neck. Her breathing was heavier than usual and Yang shifted against her "you okay?"Blake didn't answer, her mouth brushed the underside of Yang's chin only to bite at the side of her jaw. Surprised, Yang jolted back, dark lilacs meeting wide golden orbs."Sorry I don't know what came over me I d-""Do it again."Blake looked confused "you want me to bite you?"Yang smiled sheepishly "it was hot" she cleared her throat self consciously "it felt nice."Blake looked hesitant, but she leaned down once more, mouth opening against Yang's jaw. A nip of teeth and Yang was gasping, hand gripping the faunus' back. Blake hesitated, swallowing the lump in her throat."Keep going if you want..." whispered the blonde.Blake bit her lip, shuffling in their blanket cocoon to straddle the other girl "okay".Yang shifted, hand coming up to rub at the faunus' lower back. She wanted to grip at Blake, to keep her body as close to hers as possible but... This wasn't about her, this was about Blake and what she wanted.Yang moaned as Blake bit her hard on the column of her throat. She felt herself growing impossibly wetter as the other woman explored more of her. After each bite, Blake's textured tongue would soothe the bruise. It wasn't exactly like a cat's, though Yang could tell why the comparison could be made. Yang decided that she loved the feeling and hummed her approbation in low moans.Blake was also getting riled up, the blonde could feel her grind her hips over her lap. Her movements were frantic, desperate. Yang couldn't stay silent any longer."Don't feel self conscious about your needs, just do whatever feels good. I'm right here, I'm right here just for you". Yang wrapped her right arm around Blake's waist for emphasis, pulling her against herself encouragingly. Blake gasped, a whine making its way out of her throat as she started rubbing herself over Yang's muscular thigh. "That's it, Blake, your needs are important too."Blake's voice hitched in a strangled moan and Yang pressed her forehead against hers. "Blake...""Yang!" Blake's body arched up, pressing even closer."Take your time baby."Blake opened her eyes, meeting the blonde's and keeping the contact. Yang could see the moment when her pupils dilated fully, swallowing the gold into pitch black marbles. Then Blake sobbed and crashed her lips against Yang's, kissing her desperately as her whole body started to jerk. Yang shivered, trying to keep a clear head, but it was hard to when such an enticing being was coming undone in her arms. She pressed slow kisses on her temple, her hand moving up to softly rub at her cat ears. The faunus was nearly trashing against her now, breath so heavy she would be worried if she didn't know about Blake's past. Her right arm curled tightly around the dark haired girl in an attempt to ground her but that proved harder when Blake shoved her on her back, both hands slapping on the bed next to her head.Yang's thoughts cleared enough to stare back into Blake's eyes, trying to peer though them in search of anything distressing.But all she could see was lust.Her hand ran up her thigh and towards her hip, pulling at Blake, trying to motivate more rocking. The faunus didn't need to be coaxed more as her whole body started rocking against the blonde, back arching and head falling backward. Yang felt her face burn, eyes compelled to look at this erotic display. Blake had never looked so captivating, and Yang realized with a brief chuckle that she was managing this with her clothes on. Her smirk fell off when Blake clutched her hand and pulled it under her sweater and unto her breast, nipples hard under her palm. Her whole body shivered and heat pooled in her stomach."Yaa-ang." she moaned, voice hitching briefly"Fuck Blake..." Yang caressed her breast, her thumb pressing circles around erect and sensitive nipples. Blake gasped and leaned back over Yang, crashing their mouths together again in a deep kiss, barely pulling back to breathe. Blake's hands slipped under Yang's shirt, grabbing at her waist, nails digging in her skin. A sob slipped out of her mouth and her lips opened in a silent scream against Yang's. The faunus nails dug deeply in her skin and Yang hissed, body shuddering at the pain and pleasure the action coaxed out of her. Some way, somehow... Blake inflicting pain to her in the middle of climax turned her on more than the thought of her own climax. She decided she didn't need to dwell on that, instead, she combed her hand in Blake's hair soothingly.The faunus' body limply fell on top of her. Her breathing was heavy and hot on Yang's skin, making the blonde sigh in satisfaction. It took a couple of minutes of soft kisses on her temple for Blake's breathing to go back to normal, and she instantly kissed the soft skin on Yang's shoulder."Thank you."Yang kissed the faunus between her ears, nuzzling one of them with her nose "you're more than welcome."Near the foot of the bed, inside Yang's discarded pants, her phone was overwhelmed by yet another message from Sun.
Yang I'm not gonna lie, there's some really fucked up shit that happened tonight. I'm not sure how to say this but I think it isn't safe to be around Blake right now.
Not because of her or anything like that of cours
Shit Yang look, Adam grabbed the dude I talked to you about earlier okay? And let's just say I'm pretty certain that the cops will find a body in a river somehwere at some point.
YANG ARE YOU FUCKING ALIVE ANSWER ME
Sorry for the caps but I'm just super worried rn
Yang when you see this, please, please PLEASE msg me back.