Author's Note: This chapter contains explicit sexual scenes.

Chapter 70

Dimly lit by numerous candles, what appeared to have been a storage room had been converted into what could only be described as a love nest. Plush blankets and a multitude of pillows covered a double bed, or at least a mattress on the floor, speckled with rose petals. The shelving surrounding the room held various candle holders, some of which were just jars and cups. It was charming, and cosy.

"I know it's a little makeshift and not the most glamorous, but it's ours for the night." Ruby explained. Weiss felt Ruby's arm wrap her in a hug from behind, and warm breath on the shell of her ear. "If you're up for a little fun."

Weiss shuddered, a wave of heat tingling through her body, and a grin formed in her lips. "Fun, hmm?" She whispered.

"Yeah, fun." Ruby planted a kiss on Weiss' neck, eliciting a blissful sigh. "You have a pretty neck."

"I don't think that's a normal complement Ruby." Weiss chuckled, but arched her neck anyway.

"Don't care, it's true, muah!" Ruby suckled on the skin, pecking around the area afterward.

"If that leaves a mark, Yang is going to have a field day." Weiss noted.

"Well, maybe we should make some more?" Ruby suggested.

"Hmm, Ruby?" Weiss asked.

"Yes Weissy?" Ruby responded.

"What's in the bag?" Weiss pressed.

"What do you think?" Ruby smirked.

"I think you need a gag for that smart mouth." Weiss threatened.

"Mnn, talk dirty to me." Ruby implored.

"Mistress." Weiss insisted.

"Hey, I've never been a top before, but I could try…" Ruby teased.

Suddenly, Weiss whirled around, grabbing Ruby's wrists and pinning them to the door frame. "Someone is forgetting her place." Weiss sneered.

"Yeah, I'm being bad." Ruby grinned.

"A truly naughty little girl." Weiss said.

"You're shorter than me tho-ahoah!" Ruby was cut off by Weiss biting harshly into her jugular.

"I could feel your heartbeat." Weiss chuckled.

"You could feel a lot more than that." Ruby purred.

"Oh, I intend to." Weiss leaned her forehead against Ruby's and shut her eyes. "I love you Ruby."

"I love you too Weiss." Ruby responded.

"Good, because tonight, I'm going to use you." Weiss opened her eyes to stare hungrily at Ruby. "I'm going to abuse you." A cruel grin spread across Weiss' face, reflected in Ruby's excited gaze. "And you're going to thank me for it. Am I understood?"

"Y-yes mistresnng!" Ruby moaned as Weiss once again interrupted her, this time with a hand dipping beneath her skirt, slipping between Ruby's legs to ghost over the sodden cloth within. Ruby's wrists were held fast in Weiss' other hand, and she trembled as fingers gently traced her lower lips.

' "Mnnn, borderline dripping." Weiss observed. "You've been thinking of this all night haven't you?"

"Yeah." Ruby confirmed. Weiss ceased her ministrations. "Yes mistress, mistress!" Ruby corrected, and was rewarded with contact once more, gyrating into it with a whimper.

"How badly have you craved this?" Weiss demanded.

"So badly mistress!" Ruby croaked.

"As have I my pet." Weiss grinned. "You were lucky I didn't ravish you the second we were alone."

"Nng, God." Ruby moaned.

"Can you imagine the show we could have put on?" Weiss continued. "Splayed across the table, legs spread as I fucked you, moaning my name, begging for more."

"Yes!" Ruby cried.

"That lovely couple would speak of us for the rest of their days, of the little red pet and her beautiful ivory mistress." Weiss growled.

"Your pet!" Ruby gasped.

"My pet, Ruby Rose, I think I'll have it embroidered on a collar." Weiss whispered. "How does white with red stitching sound, my pet?"

"Oh please God yes!" Ruby begged. She gyrated against Weiss' fingers, trying to edge herself to orgasm, and very nearly succeeding, until Weiss pulled her fingers back, but pressed her body close.

"Pets do not wear underwear." Weiss suddenly slipped her fingers beneath the dripping fabric and with a snap and a moan, yanked them free, cool air breezing of Ruby's blazing nethers, causing Ruby to shiver, in addition to the shuddering from the sheer arousal of the moment.

"Yes mistress." Ruby submitted.

"And as much as I adore this outfit...it is hiding two things that belong to me." Weiss warned. "And I am rough with things that get in my way Ruby Rose."

Weiss released Ruby's wrists, and the girl quickly, and shakily, undid the ties of her corset, pulling it over her head and fumbling with the buttons of her top. Weiss leered down at her, somehow seeming so much taller in this moment. She was in power, dominant and beautiful. Ruby's lover, Ruby's mistress, breathing in the scent of her sex from the soaked panties in her hand and giggling with glee. Weiss had never looked so alive.

"Do you want me to leave my top on mistress?" Ruby asked, the final button popping open, grasping the cloth in her hands.

"Yes, the better to handle you with." Weiss grasped Ruby's hands and pulled her into another steaming kiss, dazing her, Weiss' chest brushing against her bare breasts, and then she found herself throw to the bed.

"Whoa, hah!" Ruby squealed as she regained her senses. Weiss had shut the door, and was unbuttoning her own top, kicking off her heels all the while. Ruby chose the moment to do the same, unstrapping her boots. Stylish as they were, they were too clunky for sex, and Weiss enjoyed running her hands along Ruby's legs.

"Perfect, right where you belong." Weiss' haughty voice snapped Ruby's attention back. Her mistress now stood over her, nude, but for her unbuttoned top. It was a breathtaking sight, Ruby's legs spreading by sheer urge alone. "You belong to me Ruby Rose." Weiss stepped over her pet, looking down at her prone form.

"I belong to you mistress." Ruby gazed upward in awe.

"And I belong to Blake." Weiss knelt over Ruby's face, her bare sex nearly dripping into her lips. Ruby had trouble tearing her gaze from the sight. "Together we shall serve her until she demands no more...but tonight, you serve me." With that, Weiss lowered herself, and Ruby gladly accepted Weiss' lips with her own, kissing and suckling her swollen lips with religious fervor. "Hanmn, fuck!" Weiss moaned as Ruby began devouring her lower lips. Her right hand buried itself in Ruby's hair, tugging her even closer, even deeper as she rode Ruby's tongue like a wild bull.

Weiss was far from selfish, no, first suckling upon her own fingers, she reached back with her left hand and slid her fingers back over Ruby's warmth, eliciting a choked cry from below, her tongue faltering as it extended within, tasting her depths. Weiss grinned, and giggled, increasing her efforts, tracing every fold of her pet's sex, slipping within as a tease before circling her clit instead. She could hear Ruby moaning in protest, and took mercy, plunging her fingers within and aggressively fucking the submissive girl, driving her to the same peak she found herself, skirting, bordering, until finally-

"R-Ruby...c-cumming!" Weiss cried. "Hah!" With one last stroke of the tongue, Weiss was pushed over the edge, falling into a sea of bliss. She barely remembered to at least attempt to continue pleasuring Ruby as the shocks ran through her body, orgasmic waves sending jolts through her entire being, her euphoric moans loud and proud, until she finally collapsed, thankfully to the side, allowing Ruby to breathe unrestricted.

"M...mistress?" Ruby asked breathlessly.

"Mng...Ruby?" Weiss responded.

"You taste really good tonight." Ruby purred.

Weiss could not help but laugh. "Thank you Ruby." Lifting her hand, Weiss inspected her still glistening fingers, bringing them to her mouth to suck them dry. It was delicious. "As do you Ruby." Weiss admired.

"Thank you mistress." Ruby said.

"Did you finish?" Weiss asked.

"Almost mistress." Ruby replied.

"Well...we can't have that now, can we?" Weiss smirked.

"You don't have to mistress." Ruby insisted. "I can wait, or put on a show for you! I brought toys!"

"Hush now." Weiss pushed herself shakily back onto her knees, leaning down to kiss Ruby lightly on the lips. "Tell me, what sounds the most pleasurable right now?"

"Strapon!" Ruby chirped, then her gaze drifted elsewhere, and she grinned. "Hey Weiss, these are unscented candles."

"Hmm?" Weiss hummed. "Yes, so it seems, and?"

"You know what unscented candles are used for, right?" Ruby grinned as a look of recognition passed over Weiss' face.

"I love you Ruby Rose." Weiss declared.

"I love you too Weiss Schnee."

A light tapping stirred Weiss awake. God damnit, why this morning of all mornings? "Mnnnnnghrgh." Weiss groaned into whatever warmth her face was buried in.

"Good morning Weissy." Ruby whispered.

"Mnrghngh." Weiss responded.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back." Ruby chuckled, pecking Weiss on the head before pulling away, dislodging the sleepy girl from beneath her breasts, to much, or rather little, lethargic protest. Sitting up, Ruby stretched, cracking her arms, and her waist, and her fingers, and her neck-

"Ruby!" Weiss admonished.

"Sorry, sorry." Ruby hastily apologized, fumbling around in the dark for where she swore one of their shirts ended up. Oh shoot, Ruby thought, she did not bring fresh clothes. She really needed a shower too, they both did. Between the waxplay, sweat, saliva and other such substances, they positively reeked of sex. Eventually she grasped what felt like Weiss' shirt and slipped it on. Buttoned up it was enough to cover everything important, and so she fumbled her way to the door, and cracked it open. Red eyes and a gently smile greeted her.

"Good morning." Raven said.

"Morning Raven." Ruby yawned, opening the door a little further. "What time is it?"

"About five." Raven answered.

"Oh...I thought you come in at six." Ruby noted.

"I wanted to make sure you two got some breakfast and a shower before everyone else started coming." Raven explained.

"Breakfast would be great...shower too but uh, we didn't bring clean clothes." Ruby sighed.

"Which is why I picked up some for both of you." Raven smiled.

"Oh, thanks!" Ruby cheered.

"Got pancakes and hashbrowns." Raven held up a large paper bag. "And coffee. I wasn't sure what Weiss liked so I just got her black and grabbed a cream and some sugar from the break room." She held up her other hand, showing a cardboard tray with two cups.

Ruby smiled sleepily, opening the door and moving to hug her aunt. "You're awesome."

"You're a wreck." Raven jabbed, returning the embrace as best she could.

"Yeah." Ruby giggled. "I am. Thanks for the candles, I didn't think of those." Ruby pulled back, taking the bag and tray.

"Oh those, they were Glynda's idea." Raven noted.

"You told Glynda?" Ruby asked.

"Well duh, kinda' hard not to when you're setting up a love nest in her dojo and you forgot where the candles are." Raven replied.

"And she helped?" Ruby pressed.

"Yeah, she didn't seem to have a problem with it." Raven nodded. "I said 'really?' and she said 'Yes, they'll get more use out of them than we do.'"

"Huh." Ruby smiled. Though Glynda had helped guide her explorations in BDSM, they had never really clicked the same way she and Raven had. All the same, Ruby loved her, she was no less a mother figure in Ruby's eyes.

"Yeah, I never got into waxplay." Raven shrugged. "Heat doesn't do it for me. I'd rather a flogging."

"Weiss is rough enough with the spanking, I don't think I'd survive a flogging." Ruby blushed, a dumb grin on her face.

"Ooh, mini Winter's got a firm hand?" Raven teased.

"Mini Winter's got a perfect hand." Ruby corrected.

"Ugh, Ruby!" Weiss' tired voice snipped from within, and Raven chuckled.

"Go on." Raven insisted. "I'll get you towels and leave them beside the door."

"Thanks Raven." Ruby said.

Raven smiled. "Anytime Rubes."

Yang awoke to an ear-splitting screeching, and scrambled to silence her alarm. She had intentionally chosen the most horrid, painful "song" she could find. It was something she could never sleep through, and it would leave a ringing in her ears that would keep her from going back to bed. Pyrrha hated it, but recognized the utility. Yang had a difficult time getting up in the morning, particularly when she had to get to work early, and a little auditory suffering was just the thing to get her out of bed.

Today the pain was unnecessary. Yang was quite ready to get up. The bed was cold, too cold. Pyrrha had evidently remained on the couch all night, and her warmth was sorely missed. Yang pushed back the covers and slid out of bed. After quickly scrounging through a drawer, she found and put on a pair of panties and an oversized t-shirt. It would do until she was actually getting ready to leave. Right now she just wanted to grab a little something to eat, and wake Pyrrha.

Pyrrha would normally have been awakened by her own alarm, set to a minute before Yang's so she could flee the room before that horror began. But the night before, as the group arrived at Junior's, Yang had confiscated the phones from Blake and Pyrrha, as they would only cause problems if left in drunken hands. Yang headed out into the living room where she found Pyrrha right where she had left her, snuggled up on the couch. Normally somewhat presentable in the morning, Pyrrha looked uncharacteristically disheveled.

"Wakey wakey." Yang chuckled, pulling the blanket from Pyrrha's grasp. "Time to get up drunkey."

"Cold…" Pyrrha groaned. "Headache…"

"That's probably a hangover." Yang noted. "You need to hydrate more when you're drinking."

"How much did I have?" Pyrrha asked, squinting against the light as she set up.

Yang headed to the kitchen to get Pyrrha a sports drink and some aspirin. "A lot." Yang replied. "You drink like a fish."

"I've never been so drunk." Pyrrha sighed. "Did I...touch Blake's ears?"

"You sure did." Yang confirmed, returning with the supplies and handing them to Pyrrha. "And she licked your hand."

"How drunk was she?" Pyrrha asked. She took the aspirin and downed the sports drink in a few quick gulps.

"Hilariously drunk." Yang answered. "She's in for quite the rude awakening too. She's going to have the hangover from hell...and a little surprise."

"Surprise?" Pyrrha tilted her head, immediately regretting it as the pain flared once more.

"She got into bed with Summer and Winter." Yang explained. "And by the state of the room, I'd say they were getting frisky last night."

"Poor Blake." Pyrrha frowned.

"Poor me!" Yang protested. "I had to drag you two back home. Hell, I had to carry Blake most of the way. Maidens, if it was anything like what you've done for me and Nora all these years, you're a freakin' saint."

"Oh, I don't know about that." Pyrrha waved her off. "You guys could get pretty difficult, but-"

"But nothing." Yang interrupted. "You never complained once. I'm going to complain about you and Blake all day, maybe all week!"

"If it helps, I regret everything." Pyrrha noted.

"That does help." Yang smirked. "A little."

Pain, terrible, horrid, fucking pain. Throbbing, aching, devouring her skull from the inside. Thank God for Weiss' warmth, and her scent, the softness of her chest...softness?

"Good morning kitten." Winter whispered softly, planting a kiss between Blake's ears. Blake groaned painfully, this was not an unfamiliar situation. "Shhhh, you're okay."

"Mmngh." The throbbing in Blake's head intensified, but was slowly massaged away by Winter's gentle fingers, threading through her hair and lightly rubbing against the base of her ears.

"She seems comfy." Summer suddenly whispered from behind her, and Blake groaned yet again.

"Smmr?" Blake mumbled into Winter's chest.

"Hey Blake...sleep well?" Summer greeted awkwardly.

"Mmmng...srry." Blake managed.

"It's alright." Summer insisted. "Are you okay?" Blake only groaned again in response.

"Someone has never had a hangover before." Winter chuckled.

"Blrgh." Blake complained.

"I guess breakfast in bed would be appreciated?" Summer asked.

"Please." Winter confirmed.

"Hnksh." Blake thanked Summer.

"Alright, I'll uh, get dressed." Summer hesitated.

"Dressed?" Blake pulled back from Winter's chest, her bare chest, and promptly crawled into a ball when her head practically exploded in pain.

"Nnnrghgrhmng!" Blake whined, feeling Winter pull her close once more, right into her bare breasts.

"It's okay, you didn't...well you probably don't remember seeing anything." Winter noted. "You're still my cuddly kitten though."

"Mnsrry Smmr." Blake apologized again.

"It's okay...like I said, just a bit surprising...kitten." Summer responded. Winter snorted, watching as Summer slipped from beneath the sheets and shrugged on her nightgown, blowing a kiss before leaving. She shut the door softly so as not to harm Blake.

"You guys had sex last night, didn't you?" Blake asked.

"Three times." Winter replied.

"Ah...nice." Blake said.

"Yes, it was." Winter smirked.

"I'm sorry for interrupting." Blake sighed.

"It's okay kitten, we were finished anyway." Winter said.

"I didn't...try anything, did I?" Blake asked. "I think I got your scents mixed up with Weiss and Ruby."

"Not this time, you just crawled in and curled up, the started snuggling up to Summer-" Winter started.

"Oh God." Blake groaned in embarrassment.

"Then you started purring." Winter continued.

"Ugh." Blake sighed.

"And nuzzling." Winter persisted.

"Kill me." Blake huffed.

Winter merely laughed. "I managed to wake you enough to come to me instead. If you did try anything, I'd know how to deal with it."

"So I really didn't try anything?" Blake pressed. Blake's first unsuppressed heat, spent with the Schnees, had been a rather taxing experience for all involved parties. Weiss was shocked and frustrated that she did not know how to help. Winter dedicated herself to helping Blake cope with the alien sensation of raw heat. Those days together had been strange, and though they rarely talked about them, the resulting bond had helped Blake heal in so many ways. She would never be thankful enough, in Blake's own opinion.

"Not a thing kitten." Winter answered. "Just some accidental motherboating...I mean motorboating." She chuckled, quickly joined by Blake.

"I was wondering when Weiss went up five cup sizes." Blake joked.

"Oh she's not that bad." Winter scoffed.

"There's nothing bad about it." Blake declared. "Not that she believes me."

"Well, keep telling her." Winter encouraged. "You've done wonders for her confidence."

"You think?" Blake asked.

"Mmn." Winter hummed in confirmation. "She seems so much brighter now. I never noticed how little she smiled during the last break."

"We didn't notice a lot of things." Blake sighed. "Hopefully none of us will make that mistake again."

"We can only hope...you two really hid those feelings all the time?" Winter asked. There had been times when she suspected something between the girls, but had never found any evidence past simple friendship or sibling love, and so pushed it from her mind. Hence the surprise.

"It wasn't easy." Blake noted.

"I believe that...I suppose it was a good thing I helped you during your first heat then." Winter thought aloud.

"Probably...I think the time we spent as friends, sisters, helped prepare us for a true relationship." Blake suggested.

"Or two." Winter smirked.

"Yeah...or two." Blake smiled, lip quivering. "I'm so thankful for everything Winter. Some days I wonder if I'm still there, in that house, if this is all some...reality I dreamed up to cope with the pain." Blake snuffled, drawing in a deep breath, soothed by Winter once again rubbing the base of her ears lovingly. "Then I look at Ruby, or Weiss, and I feel grounded again. I think of you holding me, and the pain goes away, you all make me so happy. I love you so much Winter, I love you all so much." She tightened her grip, pulling Winter as close as possible as she hitched.

Winter shed tears of her own. It had been quite some time since they did this. When Blake's nightmares still plagued her, she would slip from her room and join Winter. No words needed to be spoken, and sometimes, none were. Blake would speak if she felt the need, Winter would whisper comforts if she was awake, but all Blake truly wanted, all she needed, was her presence. And Winter would give it freely, always.

"I love you too Blake, always." Winter declared. In all ways but blood, Blake was her daughter, and with all her heart, Winter would always love her.