18

Blake squirmed in her bunk, soft mewls escaping her lips as her body curled into itself. Her ears twitched uncontrollably, no longer trapped in the confines of the black bow, as the wind danced over her body. She was clad only in her night wear, not bothering to put on anything else because she felt as though she was on fire; insides included. Everything was too hot for her likings. Her breathing, her mouth, the insides of her nostrils, even the saliva in her mouth was too hot. She needed relief, something to quench this searing heat that had originated in her chest and pulsed through the entirety of her body, ending in the gap between her thighs.

'Ruby…' Blake mentally groaned. Where was Ruby at a time like this? Ruby was the only person who could give her the release she sought and she was nowhere in sight. Blake writhed even more at the thought of Ruby being her and satisfying her needs, clenching her legs together, searching for some kind of relief that the ache between her legs caused.

She was in heat.

Hot, unbearable, mostly lust driven, heat. Blake felt ashamed of herself. She hated when she was in this state of being. Typically, she was stoic and composed, and enigma that her friends would constantly try to unravel. Hardly ever losing control of herself or her emotions, always had them in check. This time, she was the complete opposite of her normal persona. Her head, usually filled with rational thoughts, was now in a frenzy of hazy thoughts, all of them inappropriate. Her face, which showed little to no emotion, hid nothing as it twisted in pain with each surge of heat. She was needy. She needed someone to soothe this burning. She needed Ruby. Ruby and Ruby alone. No one else would satisfy her.

Meanwhile, Weiss was overcome with distress at the sight of her teammate contorting in what she assumed to be pain. She'd thought it was only the flu when she saw Blake enter the room and changing into her bed wear before she made claims of feeling hot. Weiss, ever prepared, had taken her temperature and nearly choked at the recording. It was higher than any sick person's temperature should have been. She had placed a wet cloth on her forehead in hopes of bringing her temperature down, but Blake had tossed the rag one side the minute it made contact with her heated skin. Then Blake began moaning and writhing on her bed, sticking her hands betwixt her legs as if to keep them warm. Soon, Blake started asking for Ruby, and where she was. Practically moaning how she wanted her, how she needed her. Slightly confused, Weiss sent Yang in search of the little crimsonette.

'And she's not back yet,' Weiss said to herself.

"Weiss…" She turned to face the bunk where Blake was, the girl's upper half partially hanging off the bed as she stared at her. "Where's...Ruby…?" Blake panted.

Weiss gingerly stepped over to her teammate, gently stroking her black mane as she knelt before her, those amber orbs staring at her from behind drooped lids. "Don't worry, Blake, I sent Yang to get her, so she should be back soon." 'Hopefully. I don't know how much more of this Blake can handle.'

As soon as the thought formed in her head, the door clicked and slammed open, Yang with a small, red and black clad girl over her shoulder standing in the entrance.

"I found her!" Yang proudly declared, placing an agitated looking Ruby Rose on her feet.

"You should have been back here minutes ago!" Weiss yelled as she stomped up to the taller girl.

"Well, excuse me, your highness, but Beacon isn't exactly a small place, ya know." Her good mood now spoiled by Weiss' scolding, Yang folded her arms and glared at her. "I had to look all over to find her, and it turns out she was in the library with Pyrrha."

Black ears twitched. Pyrrha? The one other person who was also vying for Ruby's affection? A soft growl bubbled within Blake's chest at the news. That did not sit well with Blake, especially not at a time like this. Slowly, Blake slid off the bed and quietly approached the arguing teens.

Ruby, who was standing in the middle of the argument, had finally had enough.

"Enough!" She barked, effectively silencing her sister and her partner. "Something's wrong with Blake from what Yang told me and now that we're here, the first thing you two do is hop at each other's throats while your teammate is in some kind of trouble, and by the way, where is Bla-" Her rant was cut off by a very warm body pressing against her own.

"Ruby∽" Blake purred, her arms wrapped possessively around the shorter girl's shoulders. She was so glad to see her girlfriend. It meant she'd get what she had been yearning for.

"B-Blake?" Ruby called, giggling when she felt the girl rub her face in her neck, her hair tickling her. "What's gotten into you?" Blake was never affectionate with her when they were in the same vicinity as their teammates or friends. Blake was a very secretive person when it came to certain things, even more so when it came to her relations. So, when Blake had asked her to keep their relationship between the two of them alone, Ruby had full-heartedly understood and respected that, everyone deserved their own privacy after all. For Blake to break her own rules definitely meant something was wrong. She turned her head to look over her shoulder and almost choked on her saliva. Blake's eyes were hooded, amber eyes now a shade darker as they ardently gazed at her while a salacious smiled played on her lips. Those black ear twitched wildly as Blake's breathing came out in uneven pants.

"Yeah, that's what we want to know." Yang said, raising a brow at her uncharacteristically affectionate partner.

'High temperature, blown pupils, overly affectionate for physical contact, ragged breathing. Oh, no. This can't be what I think it is.'

"Um, you two should really get out of here. Now." Ruby warned. 'If I'm right, I don't need them seeing this. Yang more so than Weiss.'

"What do you mean we should leave?" Weiss frowned. "If something's wrong with our friend, I think we have the right to know."

"You're right, Weiss, you do, but now's not the time." Ruby said as she unwrapped Blake's arms from around her shoulders with some resistance, the raven haired girl not wanting to let go.

"Come on, Rubes, what's going on with Blakey?" Yang, though her voice was soft, was slightly hurt that her sister couldn't tell her what was wrong with her partner.

"Please, I promise I'll tell you after I tend to Blake, but you have to go now, Yang." Ruby was bent over with Blake somewhat on her back, the faunus still rubbing her face in Ruby's neck. She turned to her partner. "You too, Weiss."

Yang stared at the pleading silver spheres before her, contemplating whether she should stay or if she should go. She looked to Blake, a dazed smile on her lips as she climbed up on Ruby's back. Something was wrong with her partner, and Ruby was the only person who knew what was wrong. Ruby was also the only person who knew how to help her. Yang turned back to her sister, her eyes glistening begging Yang to trust her.

Yang sighed, understanding she'd lost this battle. She could never say no to her little sister. Ruby was just too cute and pure for her to hurt. "Fine, we'll go."

A wave of relief flooded Ruby's face as her sister gave in. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"W-What?!" Weiss whipped her around to gape at Yang. "What do you mean we'll go?!"

"Just the way it sounds. We'll leave and let Ruby take care of Blake. Simple as that."

"B-B-But…" Weiss spluttered.

"Come on, have a little faith in her. She's a big girl, old enough to know responsibility." Yang slinked an arm around Weiss' shoulders. "You do trust her, don't you?"

"...Yes," the heiress murmured.

"Attagirl!" Yang cheered as she directed Weiss to the door. She looked behind her. "You promise to tell us when this is all over?"

"I do. I swear I will." Ruby reassured, vigorously nodding her head.

"Alright then. Take good care of Blakey, Rubbles." Yang waved over her shoulder, leaving her sister and 'sick' partner in the room alone as she and Weiss exited the dorm. Ruby darted over to the door and locked it the minute they left the room.

Before she could gather her thoughts, Ruby found her world spinning upside-down as she was placed on something soft and warm. She gulped when Blake straddled her, a hungry look in her eyes and a wild smile dancing on her lips.

It was time.

Yang, accompanied by a begrudging Weiss Schnee, left their dorm room where Blake and Ruby were left to their own devices. They walked in silence through the hallway, their boots clicking on the tiles the only sound heard in the air. Weiss was already in a bad mood for two reasons. Firstly, because she was forced to leave her room at the behest of Ruby. And secondly, because of how easily Yang had given in. The clacking only served to irritate her even more.

"Let it out. I know you want to." Yang easily guessed.

"What the hell was that back there?!" Weiss snapped on cue.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yang shrugged, purposefully ignoring the slew curses that spewed from the heiress' mouth.

Weiss sped up as much as her short legs would allow her until she stood in front of Yang, irritation plain as day on her face. "Don't play with me, Xiao Long." She hissed. "Since when did you become a spineless person who backed down so easily? I thought you were the elder between you two."

Yang's eyes narrowed, her left eye spasming with building anger. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Weiss bristled at the motion, gulping when Yang exhaled and opened her eyes, expecting to be met with burning, red orbs after the bold move she'd just pull. She was silently surprised when she saw that they were the same lavender hue. Looks like Yang learned some self-control.

"Since we're friends, I'll let that 'spineless' comment slide this time," Yang spoke with a firm tone. "I let it go because I trust Ruby to do what's right. I trust that she'll take good care of Blake while we're gone. And, I trust her that she'll tell us what's going on with our kitty cat, even if she doesn't tell us now." Yang maintained eye contact as she spoke with the white haired girl. "As for me being the oldest, it's true, I am, but it doesn't mean I like to invoke my big sister authority all the time. If I did that, it'd mean that I don't trust Ruby, that I don't think she's responsible enough. It'd be almost as if I were saying I don't trust Ruby to become a good huntress, and we all know that would be a lie. Ruby will always be one of the best huntresses to have ever attended Beacon Academy. If things were that way, me and Rubes wouldn't have the bond we have now. That's why I let it go so effortlessly, because I trust her, and you should too. She's your partner, Weiss, meaning you should trust her sufficient to do the correct thing. If you can't put enough faith in her to do something like this, then that means you don't believe in her enough to watch your back when you have it turned to a pack of Beowolves. So, tell me, don't you trust her?" Yang finished, soft eyes peering down on Weiss.

Weiss stood there, eyes wide open and slack jawed as she stared at Yang. She never imagined that the brute of a blonde Ruby called a sister would ever be able to perform a speech so deep, a speech so meaningful. A part of her wanted to applaud her for stunning her into silence at such a display emotions, while the other half wanted to thump her for talking down to her like she was some little child who did something wrong. Admit she was wrong and apologise for her ignorance...or brush it off and play it the way that was ingrained in her.

The higher evil won out.

"Tch, of course, I trust Ruby." Weiss scoffed, breaking eye contact with Yang and looking elsewhere. "It'd be foolish of me not to trust my own partner." Weiss mentally laughed at herself with pity, she knew she was lying to herself. She also knew Yang was right, but she'd never say it to the blonde's face; her ego was big enough already. She was a Schnee, born from a family of nobility, riches, and power. She could do anything she wanted, have anything she wanted with a single utterance of her name. People would tremble in awe and fear whenever they were in the presence of a Schnee. She was a Schnee, through and through, and a Schnee never apologised or admitted when they were wrong.

Yang rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Let's go do something to get our minds off this heavy topic," Weiss said nothing as she fell into step with Yang.

They continued through the halls until they left the dormitory and walked out into the courtyard, where Yang broke the quiet.

"Also," she began, "it's because she's cute."

"What?" Weiss glanced at Yang.

"It's because Ruby's adorable that I let her do the things she does. Did you see those eyes when she thought I was gonna say no? Looked like I ran over her puppy with my bike." Yang elaborated.

"Hm, you're right." Weiss agreed.

"Yup, so adorable."

"Very."

Warning: The following scene will contain lemons. You can skip if you want to, this is mainly meant to deepen their relationship.

"Pwah!" Ruby breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath as the figure above her smothered her with kisses. "Blake...hold o-mmph!" She was silenced by Blake grabbing hold of her chin and smashing their lips together like she'd done the previous times before since Weiss and Yang left. Blake held Ruby's hands together above her head with one hand while she kept the other on Ruby's chin as she eagerly devoured her lips.

The kiss was sloppy and hungry as Ruby moved her lips in time with Blake's, although she had slight trouble keeping up with her. Ruby's lips tasted of peppermint and chocolate, two things that went undeniably well together. The taste made Blake crave more. Blake tilted Ruby's chin upward and deepened the kiss, nipping at Ruby's bottom lip, as if asking for entrance. Ruby gladly obliged and allowed Blake's tongue to enter her mouth. Blake's tongue soon found Ruby's and a battle for dominance began as the two fiercely kissed each other, drool running down Ruby's cheek. The faunus won the battle for control of the lip lock. Blake broke the kiss, a thin line of saliva connected to her and Ruby's mouth breaking. The passionate breaths of lust coming from the depth of Blake's throat mixed with ones of Ruby's as they both gasped for breath.

'That… That was intense.' Ruby mused, her eyesight a little blurry from the lack of oxygen to her lungs.

Blake purred loudly, moving to pepper kisses along the side of Ruby's jaw while her hand moved down to her clothed chest. She froze when she inhaled a scent that belonged to someone other than Ruby. The fragrance was strong, but not overbearing; it was wispy and smelled of cinnamon with a hint of brass that often accompanied metallic armour. Pyrrha's scent.

"Ruby… why is Pyrrha's scent on you?" Blake snorted in displeasure.

"W-What?" Ruby muttered, finally catching her breath, only to have it stolen away again as Blake kneaded her breast roughly, a sign that she wasn't in the mood for playing. "I-I spent most of the day with her, I guess that's why!" Ruby grinded her teeth as Blake continued to palm her breast.

Blake hummed, sitting up on Ruby's thighs and taking hold of her blazer. "I guess I'll just have to get rid of it then." Without waiting for an answer, Blake ripped open her shirt, buttons flying everywhere as the cat began to strip the girl.

By the time she was done, Ruby was left only in her bra and panties, her hands bound together with the red ribbon of her discarded uniform. Blake chuckled devilishly as she drank in the sight of her naked girlfriend. The way her creamy skin was flushed a pretty pink colour as her body was heated with excitement. The way her eyes had become unfocused as she panted heavily, sweat clinging to her lithe body. Such a delicious picture.

Blake bent down, kissing her way up to Ruby's taut stomach, pausing to linger once she reached the valley between her breast, no doubt leaving a mark there. She continued to treasure Ruby's body, leaving countless bite marks in her path; the girl letting out low moans and whimpers in response. Eventually, Blake got off of Ruby and folded her legs beneath her, reaching down to pull up the girl so she was sat on her thighs. She brought her little Rose's tied hands over her head, so they could rest on her shoulders as a mean of support.

"Ruby...?" Blake pecked her on her shoulder.

"Hmm?" Ruby answered, absentmindedly, her brain muddled with pleasure.

"If I… go too far, promise you'll stop me?" Blake said, recovering some semblance of self-control.

Ruby gently butted her foreheads with Blake, staring into hazy amber. "You won't hurt me. I know you won't."

'She still trusts me… even in this state.' Blake gave a husky chuckle. "Of course." She reached up behind Ruby, her fingers teasing the clasp of Ruby's bra. "May I?"

"Yeah…" Blake skillfully unclasped her bra with one hand, the other holding the small girl steady as she shivered when Blake's nails brushed the groove of her spine. She removed the garment and tossed it across the room with the other clothes. Blake nosed Ruby's chest, taking in her scent that was hers and hers alone. She softly nipped at the exposed flesh, garnering a soft groan of anticipation from the girl. Blake moved on to kissing one of Ruby's nipples before she closed her mouth around the hardening nub, sucking on it gently, sometimes biting down on it. Ruby's dug her nails into her own palms, trying to muffle her moans and groans. Blake shared many similarities with a normal cat, the sandpaper like tongue was no exception.

Blake released the erect nub, circling around it with the tip of her tongue. She brought her hand down to the space between Ruby's leg, brushing her fingers ever so slightly against her girlfriend's clothed core. Teasingly, Blake slid her index finger up and down her covered slit, making the girl squeal. It wasn't long before Ruby's underwear was soaked, the foreplay doing its job in getting her wet.

"Blake, stop teasing m-me!"

Not one to disappoint, Blake slid the soaked garment aside, and softly prodded the girl's puffy lips; hot, wet slickness greeting her fingers. With her fingers sufficiently coated, she eased her middle finger inside her girl. The result was instantaneous as Ruby loudly moaned into her ear. Blake might have been the one giving the pleasure this time, but Ruby's high pitched moans were enough to get her aroused. She could feel her own juices trickling down her thighs. Ruby's insides were hot and sleek; her walls like velvet as Blake twirled her finger, stirring up her sex as she explored her warm love channel. Ruby hid her face in Blake's neck, rocking her hips back and forth as the long digit pumped inside her at a steady pace until Ruby begged her to speed up with chants of-

"Faster, faster, faster, faster…"

Blake obliged, this time adding another finger to the mix and thrusting harder into the girl. Her hand was glistening with Ruby's essence as it ran down her hand and onto her arm. Ruby was close, Blake could tell. The pressure of her walls clamping down around her fingers, and her laboured breathing were signs enough. Blake began to rub Ruby's sensitive button with her thumb, flicking it up and down before rolling it in circles.

That was the push Ruby needed as she climaxed with a sharp squeal, and arched her back into Blake's body. Blake claimed her lips, moaning into her mouth as she came in time with Ruby. Ruby rode her high until she came down, her body going slack in Blake's arms as she panted. Blake removed her fingers from Ruby with an audible 'squelch', and set her down on the bed, untying her hands.

"You okay?" Blake asked.

"Mmm, I'm more than okay," Ruby mumbled, her words slurred as the aftershocks of ecstasy still pulsed through her body. She felt like she was on cloud 9, drifting into the great beyond and into the warm light. Damn, Blake was good with her fingers. Blake, right. Ruby looked to her companion. "What about you? Do you want me to…?"

"Oh, that won't be necessary," Blake bent down to whisper into Ruby's ear, "your moans were enough." Ruby felt all the heat that had left her core rush right back at full force. Blake simply smirked, catching a wiff of the fresh arousal. "Hm, looks like someone is eager for more. Don't worry, we'll be doing this for a bit. Or at least until I'm satiated, which may take a few… rounds." Blake's chest rumbled in suspense.

"A few roun-eep!" Ruby cheeped as she was yanked closer to Blake, her lower half going up into the air while her upper body remained on the bed. Blake rested her legs on her shoulders, her nose directly in front of Ruby's quivering flower. She inhaled deeply, the intoxicating scent dancing around her nostrils. Her breathing came out in ragged puffs as she prepared herself for her next move, her excitement difficult to contain. Blake tightened her grip on Ruby's thighs as the girl flailed wildly when she placed her lips on her lower ones, sensually moving her lips against the folds. Ruby's upper body twisted and writhed in place, her lower half trapped as Blake went down on her. She grinded her teeth together as she looked over shoulder through one eye, the other closed from in pleasure. She gazed up at Blake, who was staring at her through her eyelashes, her eyes completely blown now. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew and could feel—quite literally—the girl smirking.

Then that tongue. That damn sandpaper tongue poked out and entered the honeypot, sending Ruby into a frenzy as all coherent thought left her. Blake lapped at her core with the flat of her tongue like a kitten drinking milk, pausing to suck on the bundle of nerves before her tongue resumed it's back and forth motions. Blake brought her hand down into the fray, pinching and tugging the crimson-tipped girl's pearl. Ruby was still very sensitive from her previous orgasm, so it wasn't a surprise when she came again with a high pitched-

"Blaaaaake!"

She felt a gush of wind flow over her but paid it no mind as the floodgates broke, and a surge of liquid filled her mouth. It was sweet, and undeniably so. Most likely from the girl's sugar based diet, no doubt. Blake gave no pause, milking Ruby for all her worth. Eventually, her orgasm died off, and Blake eased up, her lips shining with Ruby's fluids; those sharp canines of hers winking at Ruby as she smiled.

"Yummy∽" She purred melodically.

Ruby opened one eye and looked up at Blake, crimson staining her cheeks when she saw her juices dripping down Blake's chin. "B-Blake, can we please take a… break now?" She panted.

"I'm afraid not, Ruby. You see, I'm not quite full yet." She said while removing her robe. There was a look in her eyes that she didn't like one bit as Blake licked her lips and smiled.

She was so screwed.

Blake traced her fingers along the length of Ruby's back, drawing imaginary patterns. She was currently laying on her side, naked, with an equally as naked Ruby, tucked against her front. The girl had fallen asleep after countless orgasmic highs. Her eyes wandered to Ruby's face, adoring how peaceful she looked as she slept, her breath coming out at a more even pace than earlier as her chest rose and fell in a steady motion. Blake's eyes then shifted back to the creamy expanse Ruby's back, which was adorned with bruises and bite marks and a few claw marks. Her chest rumbled in smug delight. She had been the one to decorate Ruby with these marks, she and no one else. She placed a finger on a bite mark that was on her shoulder, drifting south onto an angry red bruise, applying a gentle pressure on it.

Something red in the corner of her eye took her attention away from her moment of glorification. Focusing on the red object, she remarked that it was a rose petal. Blake reached over and plucked it from the pillow beneath Ruby's head. 'A rose petal...these only appear when Ruby uses her semblance, though. Unless...that gush of wind…' A soft groan broke her from her reverie. Ruby was awake.

Ruby moaned as the sunlight tapped against her face, her eyes fluttered open before they squinted from the sudden exposure to the light.

"Morning, sleepy head." Blake greeted when she rolled over to face. "How are you feeling?"

"Like someone ran a shredder down my back, and took the bones out of my legs after they were done with the shredder." Ruby rubbed the back of her head. "What happened earlier?"

"It's mostly my fault that you feel so sore, guess I lost myself in the heat of the moment. Sorry." Blake apologised. "As for this afternoon, you blacked out."

"What?!" Ruby's voice cracked.

"Hm, you passed out after you climaxed for about the fifteenth time." Blake reached over to Ruby and wrapped a lock of black hair around her finger, playing with it.

"Fifteen… Fifteen times… came fifteen times." Ruby repeated disbelievingly. At least that explained why her legs felt like jelly. Ruby thought back to last night, images of her and Blake going at it flashed through her head. She remembered Blake using those talented fingers of hers, bringing her to a high. She remembered Blake going down on her with that sinful tongue of hers. And she remembered Blake crawling up above her to sit on her face before Ruby devoured her. Everything after that was blurry and faded. "Wow... you're a beast, Blake." She whispered. "I mean that in a good way, of course."

"Heh, glad to know you're pleased." Blake chuckled, those golden orbs of hers filled with self-satisfaction. She sat up before sliding up the bed to rest on the pillows. She leant down and pulled Ruby up and into her arms, taking note of how she winced at the contact. "Are you okay?" Worry replaced smugness as Blake stared down at Ruby.

"Yeah, I'm good, just a little sore I guess." She winced again. "Ok, I take that back. You really went to town on my back, didn't ya?"

Blake's ears flattened against her skull. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you… again."

"Again? What do you mean again?" Ruby was lost now. When had Blake hurt her before?

"That night I let my jealousy get the better of me and slammed you against the wall, even though your back was already hurt from the fight." Blake sniffled, her raven locks masking her eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey," Ruby stretched out her arms and took Blake's face into her hands so that she was looking directly at her. "Didn't I say I forgave you for that? You were jealous and it's understandable. Someone else's scent was over me and you felt territorial, am I right?" Blake nodded. "Good, and besides, I didn't complain then and I'm not complaining now."

"You're not?"

"Heck no. I wouldn't be a huntress if I let every little bruise handicap me." Ruby laugh. "And I actually think it's kinda hot when you get like that."

"You do?" Blake blinked.

"Mhm, so next time don't worry about being a little rough with me, alright?" Ruby playfully pinched Blake's cheeks, making the girl chuckle out an 'Ok' before she moved on to the next matter at hand. "Now, would you care to tell me why there are rose petals everywhere?"

Blake chuckled, this time at the girl's confused expression. "It seems you let loose a burst of petals whenever you orgasm. Cute, really." She sniggered when Ruby hid her face in her shoulder, her face burning.

"Ooooh, this is so embarrassing!" Ruby wailed.

"No, not really. More adorable than embarrassing." Blake slid down the pillows so that her head was now resting on them while Ruby lounged on the front of her body with Blake's arms loosely wrapped around her waist.

Ruby gave a grunt of acknowledgement. She rested her head on Blake's chest, silently listening to the steady rhythm of the faunus' heartbeat. It was a soothing sound to Ruby, making her feel at peace. Like a soft lullaby, welcoming her with open arms, Ruby found herself drifting back to sleep until a thought entered her mind.

"Blake?" She called, the girl in question giving a low hum in response. "How long is your heat gonna last?"

Blake wet her lips, thinking back to her last heat. How long had that lasted? A week? Or was it two weeks? Two weeks… that's right! It'd lasted two weeks the last cycle. Her cycles always endured for two weeks, or sometimes, on the rare occasion, they'd ventured onto three, and what trying days those were when one didn't have a partner to mate with. But, at least, this time around she did. The only question was, would Ruby be able to handle her for two weeks?

"My heat… well, it should last around… fourteen days," Blake worded carefully, running her tongue over her surprisingly dry lips as she awaited Ruby's reaction.

"Fourteen days… Wait… Two weeks?!" Ruby lurched upwards, almost toppling off the bed hadn't Blake held onto her. "You're gonna be in heat for two weeks! I-I don't know if I can survive that long..." Ruby dropped her head back to Blake's chest, feeling especially drained now that she knew what she was in for.

"W-What?" Blake's voice trembled, the girl's outburst hurting her more than frightening her. If Ruby, her mate, couldn't handle her, then how would she deal with her heat? Would she have to sweat it out like she did many times before?

Realising what she'd said, Ruby's head darted up at the wobbly tone that took over Blake's usually husky and confident voice. "No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" She quickly defended as she sat up on Blake's stomach, regret filling her as she looked into downcasted amber eyes. She inhaled deeply before exhaling and staring her companion directly in the eyes. "Blake, you're an animal."

"Excuse me?" Blake was puzzled. Was that supposed to be a compliment or something?

"You're an animal in bed. Point blank. Right now, everything aches, but mostly my legs, those feel like jell-o. Rose petals are everywhere, and my back is a disarray of claw marks, bite marks and bruises. Blake, you're like a goddess when it comes to sex. A goddess that can make me come fifteen times and black out afterwards. My point is, you're too damn good at this, and I don't know if I'll be able to walk after two weeks." Ruby concluded, her face serious as she stared at Blake, who was stunned into silence.

Ruby's words finally registered in her head after what seemed to be ages. "Wait, you said you don't know if you'll be able to walk after two weeks. Does that mean…?"

"Yes, I will help you get through this heat. I may die, but I will have gone out in an admirable way. Death by coming, what a way to go, eh, eh?" Ruby poked Blake with her index fingers as she waggled her eyebrows.

Ruby yelped as she was snatched up into a tight hug as Blake clung onto her, soft laughter filling her ears. "Thank you, Ruby. I don't know what I'd do if you'd bailed on me just now."

"There's no way I'd ever leave you like that, Blake. My name wouldn't be Ruby Rose if I did." The crimson tipped girl wrapped her hands around the sturdy shoulders before her.

Blake kissed her temple, then kissed her forehead before pulling back to look at her. "I really do love you." She whispered, taking hold of Ruby's chin between her thumb and index finger before placing a light peck on her lips, which was then followed by a series of light kisses. Soon, the kisses grew deeper as Blake deepened the smooch, but it wasn't hot and heavy like it had been before. It was slow and gentle as Blake poured all of her emotions into it. Before long, the lip lock turned into a full blown make out session, but with a little less raw passion and a bit more whispers of sweet nothings. They remained like this until oxygen became an issue. Blake and Ruby slowly parted. Ruby's lips were slightly swollen, making Blake want to reclaim them, but she knew there would be other times for her to do that. Right now, she just wanted to hold Ruby in her arms and bask in her scent.

That was, until, a thought strayed into her mind.

"By the way, how did you figure out that I'm in heat?" Blake truly wanted to know.

"While I was a member of the White Fang, I learned a few things. Faunus heat symptoms being one of them. It was like mating season all year round, so I had to adapt to the changes in behaviour and stuff. Even helped out where I could." Wrong thing to say to a territorial cat faunus who was in heat, Ruby realised too late.

"Oh?" Sharp nails dug into the flesh of her hips, Blake's eyes narrowing as well as her pupils. "Helped them out you say?" She forced out.

"Not like that! I helped out the younger faunus who had difficulty getting through their heats, but I didn't do anything with them! I just pampered them, like patting their heads, and scratched their ears. You're the first person I've ever done it with!" Ruby hissed out, the nails carving half moon shaped imprints in her skin.

"What?" Blake's mood did a complete 360-degree turn at Ruby's last sentence. "I'm your first?" Her nails left the tender flesh of the girl's hips, that hard look gone from her eyes. Now, that she'd settled down, she looked no more than a meek little kitten staring at someone with those big eyes.

"Yes, you are." Ruby pouted, rubbing her hips. "Just touching a faunus on their animalistic traits can help soothe the pain of their heat. Any form of physical contact does."

'She's right. Little touches can do a lot for faunus in heat.' Blake buried her face in Ruby's chest. "Sorry, I lost myself there…" She mumbled out. 'Again.'

"It's okay, all part of the faunus in heat package, am I right?" Ruby grinned, and then paused as her scroll on the pile of discarded clothes entered her line of sight. "Blake, could you pass me my scroll? Kinda handicapped right now." Blake leant down over the edge of the bed, and picked up the scroll, handing it to her bed mate.

Ruby pressed the yellow diamond button on her scroll, opening it, every ounce of colour draining from her already pale face as she stared at the three missed calls and six messages displayed on the holographic screen. All from Yang. She shakily rose a hand to tap on the 'message' icon, and read the messages.

Yangarang: Ruby, how's Blake? Is everything okay? 2:36 PM

Yangarang: Ruby? Rubbles, u there? 3:14 PM

Yangarang: Oh, I c how it is. U think cause ur a big girl now u can ignore me. Well, u got another thing comin', sistah! 3:49 PM

Yangarang: K, it was funny last time, but now im serious. Ruuuuuubbbbbbbyyyyyyy! 4:26 PM

Yangarang: RUBY ROSE! 5:32 PM

Yangarang: Alright, that's it! We're comin' back. B there in 10… 6:09 PM

That last message was sent at 6:09 PM...it was now 6:15 PM from what the clock on her scroll told her. That meant they had only four minutes to clean up the place, themselves, and get rid of the stench of sex that lingered in the air before Yang came bursting through the door and catch them in a compromising position, which would most surely end with someone―Blake―being covered with scorch marks, and fist impressions.

Blake felt Ruby go rigid after she handed her the scroll. A couple of seconds later, she could literally feel her shaking with fearful energy. Blake opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a quivering hand shoving a scroll in her face. She read the messages, her eyes widening in understanding. Blake glanced up at Ruby with terror plastered all over her features, Ruby staring at her equally as terrified.

"We have to move… now."

AN: Oh, no! What's going to happen? Are they going to get caught? Well, you're gonna have to wait. As for the time gap, in case anyone got confused, Yang and Weiss leave around 2 PM