64 Ch 63: From Shadows (1)

*Whoosh* "Not here!" Blake was looking through the bookshelf in her room for something.

*Whoosh* "Not here!" She checked under her pillow.

*Whoosh* "Not here!" Under her bed.

*Whoosh* "Not here!" The stacks of books she was using to support Yang's bed above her.

*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh* Blake continued to dash from one spot in Team RWBY's empty room to another as she searched for something.

*Zoom* "I have to find it!" Blake cried as she ran out of the room past her startled teammates, who were just about to open the door.

"What's with her?" Yang asked as she admired the dissipating trail of dust Blake had left behind.

"My nose!" Ruby groaned from where she lay on the floor, holding her nose that had gotten bashed by the door she had been reaching to open.

*cough* *cough* "Honestly." Weiss complained as she waved the dust cloud left behind by Blake's rapid departure away.

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[Maybe I left it in Professor Port's class. Or the sparring arena? The cafeteria? Locker room?! Toilet!? Ohhhh, where is it?!] Blake desperately ran around the school, trying to think of all the places she could have left it.

"Confused by drink and driven by desire, the shadow discarded his katana and his vows. Like a wild stallion finally set free, he threw the partially open door wide…" As Blake was running through a deserted courtyard to continue her frantic search, she was brought to a screeching halt at the sound of a male voice she recognized. Like it was set on a rusty hinge, Blake slowly, haltingly, creakily turned her head to face the direction of the voice as she stood frozen in mid-stride.

[NOOOOOOO!!!] Blake wailed in her mind while her face and body remained frozen as her worst fears were realized.

[This is the worst! Why did he have to find it?!] There, in the shadow of one of the archways surrounding the courtyard, leaning against a pillar, was her first and current crush reading her favorite and most embarrassing book. Rajeev Rose stood with a roguish smile on his face and a teasing twinkle in his silver eyes as he kept one eye on the book he was reading out loud and one eye on the cute Faunus girl who stood frozen like a deer in the headlights.

It was her book, the book she had been frantically searching for, "Ninjas of Love". At this moment, Blake sincerely wished the ground would just open up and swallow her. Telling them that she liked adult literature when they were all sharing secrets, and she had only suspected who he was was one thing. Having him find her book and read one of the hottest scenes to her out loud now that she knew and had even shared the same bed with him once was a completely different matter!

With a small laugh at Blake's obvious embarrassment, Ray continued to read, "...lost patience with her flailing and clawing. Her assailant ceased his massaging of her voluptuous bosom and ripped apart her bodice with one hand in a single, violent tear.

Removing his other hand from her mouth, he forced the torn cloth past her luscious ruby red lips, swollen from his savage kisses, and used a long strip to tie it back over her silky midnight hair. Her muffled cries would never penetrate the walls of the room that had once been her sanctuary now.

Her mouth dealt with, the shadowy man grabbed her offending arms and pinned them above her head.

"Behave!" he warned her in a slurred voice so thick with lust and drink she couldn't recognize it. Her teary sapphire eyes sparkled like gems in the moonlight as she stared, begging, up into his black, bloodshot orbs, helpless and ashamed as the peaks of her twin mountains grew hard in the chilly night air.

However, no mercy could be found in his ravenous, drunken gaze. Leaving one to bind her frail wrists, his calloused hand slid down, caressing and leaving red trenches across her entire snow-white body. From her slim neck to her bushy fox tail, he explored as he savored the silky smooth skin that he had vowed to protect. His fingers combed roughly through the velvety soft fur of her tail from base to tip causing her back to arch and tremble involuntarily. Up and down, left and right, he went. Combing, squeezing, tugging, twisting, his hand played with her tail as skillfully as he played with his katana. Until, at last, she couldn't take it anymore. Her body begged for release.

Seeing his goddess was ready, her ninja clenched his combing fingers in the bushy fur of her tail. With a ruthless yank, he ripped them from her. Fireworks exploded in her mind at the helpless pain and shameful pleasure he brought her. Shockwaves traveled from the base of her tail up her spine to her head and back down, shaking her to her core, as her protector brought her plucked fur to his nose. *Ssssnnnnn* It smelled like her. Like the first rays of sun after a spring shower shining upon an orchard.

As the waves of pain and pleasure reached her sacred place-"

"Stooooop!" Blake screamed. She had finally regained control of her motor functions and leapt across the courtyard for the book in his hands, desperate to take it from him before he got to the worst(best) part. Ray dropped the book and grabbed her wrists as she dove for the book.

"You dropped it in the central courtyard after lunch when it slipped out of its false cover. No one else saw it, but I have to ask Blake…" Ray pulled on Blake's wrists and spun them both around so that Blake's back was facing the pillar he had been leaning against. He pushed her up against the cold stone, his right hand holding both her wrists crossed above her head while his left slapped into the wall next to her head as he leaned in close to breathe into her left human ear.

His grip was retraining, but not tight. If Blake wanted to break free of it, she could have. However, as his warm breath tickled her ear, she felt all the strength leave her body and all the blood rush to her head to paint her cheeks a maiden's pink.

She sagged in his grip against the wall, all signs of resistance gone. As her knees buckled and her waist dropped, her crotch came to rest on Ray's right knee that had snaked its way between her legs. As she squirmed, trying to get comfortable with her hands pinned above her head and Ray's knee pressing into her most sensitive place, Ray began to breathe the whispers of an incubus directly into her ear.

"Do you want me to take you…?" Blake's heart was pounding in her chest, so loud it drowned out everything else. But somehow, Ray's alluring whispers still slipped through. Worming their way into the depths of her mind.

"Do you want me to make you feel so good you forget everything and remember only me…?" Blake's breath quickened and became slightly ragged.

"Do you want me to pet your head, scratch your ears, make you purrrrrrrrr…?" Blake's vision turned hazy as her eyes glazed over.

"Do you want me to tie you up...?" Blake's body started to writhe in his grasp.

"Do you want me to mold your supple breasts with my rugged hands…?" Blake pulled against his restraints to lean forward, pressing her body against his muscular chest that covered her.

"Do you want me to tug and twist your little cherries till they reach for the stars…?" A small moan escaped Blake's pale pink lips.

"Do you want my fingers to dance across your bare body…?" Blake's body trembled gently as the memories of his massages caused her entire body to light up from his phantom touches.

"Do you want me to see, to feel, to know all of your most secret, most embarrassing places…?" The phantom touches in Blake's mind intensified as they concentrated around those areas Ray had yet to explore.

"Do you want me to suck the nectar out of your forbidden garden…?" Blake tried to squeeze her thighs together but only succeeded in digging Ray's knee deeper into her.

"Do you want me to dig out your sacred palace and fill it with myself…?" Blake's shorts darkened as they grew damp.

"Do you want me to devour your little bean…?" Blake's pants couldn't contain it anymore, and she dripped onto Ray's knee.

"Do you want me to mold your insides around my rod…?" Fireworks exploded in Blake's mind.

"Do you want me to nibble your ears…?" Blake's cat ears twitched, and her human ears turned red.

"Do you want me to lick your nape…?" Blake's blush extended down her neck.

"Do you want me to cover you in kisses…?" Blake's blush deepened and extended down to hide within her clothes.

"Do you want me to suckle on your perfect, pert marshmallows…?" Blake's chest heaved.

"Do you want me to mark your neck with hickeys, proclaiming for all to see that you are mine…?" Blake arched her neck back invitingly.

"Do you want me to spank your perky little ass and tell you what a bad girl you are…?" Blake trembled and squirmed around on his knee. If to pull it in deeper or escape the pressure it was exerting on the gates of her sacred garden, neither of them knew.

"Do you want me to tease you till you beg for it…?" Blake began to subconsciously rub her crotch against Ray's knee.

"Do you want me to cover you with my scent and to cover me with yours as our sweaty bodies intertwine…?" Blake's nose twitched, taking in his scent in one deep breath.

"Do you want me to whisper my love for you in your ear as I make you mine…?" Blake released a steamy breath in a puff of condensation.

"Do you want me to run my fingers through your hair as we bask in the afterglow together…?" The light returned to her eyes as they widened.

Ray nuzzled against her neck and took in a deep breath of her scent.

"I want to." He softly growled in a voice of barely restrained desire. Blake's heart felt like it would burst out of her chest as fear, anticipation, confusion, and a myriad of other emotions made a mess of her mind.

"But I won't."