Two? Three? Who, You? No, Me! Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Weiss woke to the feeling of one feline faunus snuggling up to her. Blake purred softly, nuzzling relentlessly at Weiss’s neck. Gentle whimpers and the slightest pulls at Weiss’s waist coaxed the heiress to wake despite the way exhaustion lingered in her bones like a bad stench in a stuffy room. “Good morning princess.” Weiss teased. 

“Did you sleep well?” Blake questioned back without the slightest interruption to her snuggling at the back of Weiss’s neck. 

“Like a rock; seems breaking down crying in the forest until you are exhausted and somehow meet your second soulmate does that to you?” 

Blake chuckled and gave a soft huff. 

“But yes, I… slept a lot better than I have in a long time.” Weiss settled as she pulled Blake’s arm over her, holding it so she could feel that slightest bit extra contact between them. 

“I’m glad, I slept a lot better too.” Blake settled with what would be the first of many kisses to the heiress’s neck.

Weiss moaned softly, incredibly pleased with the token of affection and the way the kiss sent shutters down her spine. “Good.” She offered half-heartedly as her ass seemed to press against Blake’s core with a mind of its own. 

“Very good.” Blake agreed, pressing herself firmer against Weiss and trying to ignore how nice it felt to have the other woman pressed up against her. 

Weiss found her body continuing to press further back against Blake and even to begin a slight enticing wiggle against the faunus. Certainly no fault of her own, definitely not. That would be outrageous and far below her stature as the Schnee heiress to be so wantonly teasing the faunus with her ass. Most certainly not. 

“You ok there? Princess?” Blake whispered the taunt directly into Weiss’s ear with a tone that shot Weiss’s thoughts south. Adding to her efforts, Blake shifted her thigh, pressing it in between the heiress’s legs that seemed to naturally part for her. 

“Shut up.” Weiss hissed, wrapping her legs around Blake’s thigh and grinding against Blake’s thigh. Full of shame, Weiss grabbed her pillow and balled it up into her chest as she hid her face into it. 

“What’s wrong?” Blake whispered in just such a sultry tone that made denying everything that threatened to break Weiss all so much harder. 

“Don’t…” Weiss hid her whimpers into her crumpled up pillows. 

“Don’t what?” Blake’s hands naturally found Weiss’s hips and guided her to longer and slower grind, something to drive Weiss just that iota more insane. 

“Not fair!” Weiss moaned. 

“What’s not fair?” Blake pulled Weiss’s hair back to kiss and suck gently at the heiress’s neck. Before Weiss could come up with another gripe about the faunus’s efforts, Blake’s hand slipped back down only to slither up the skirt of Weiss’s dress. “May I?” She requested as she gilded her fingers along the hem of Weiss’s panties. 

“Don’t fucking tease me! Not like that!” Weiss snapped, her hand shooting down and forcing Blake’s hand down her panties. 

“Not teasing, just asking consent.” Blake kissed gently at Weiss’s cheek as the two shifted slightly on the bed so that they could both catch a better angle. 

“More~” Weiss moaned, pushing herself further back as a hand went up to cup at her own breast, finding the warmth of a hand against her breast a true comfort and cherry atop the sundae that was their Tuesday morning. 

“That’s it, there’s my princess.” Blake purred into Weiss’s ear, incredibly pleased to have her chance to return the perfect pet name. 

Weiss curled into herself, striving to pretend she wasn’t completely at Blake’s mercy. “C- clit! Focus on my~!” Weiss moaned, the sensation of Blake throwing her a bone in the form of the faunus’s finger gently grazing against her bundle of nerves, but only a moment later the touch was gone. 

“It’s not a race.” Blake soothed. 

Weiss flushed, despising the creeping sensation of weakness. “Want to…” 

“Take your time.” Blake licked up Weiss’s neck, earning the exact shutter she had been expecting. “You are almost so worked up that I can feel it, my soulmate.” Blake found a finger slipping inside Weiss, her thigh pressing up against it to add in her leverage. 

“Fuck! Blake! I’m close!” Weiss’s hips bucked and grinded against Blake’s hand and thigh. 

“That’s it, just like that.” Blake coaxed, her core quivering as she could almost feel Weiss’s excitement. 

“Blake!” Weiss called out, grinding, bucking, and fucking herself against Blake with all she had, determined not to wait as long as Blake seemed to be willing to. 

Blake clung to the heiress tighter as she felt the climax wash over them both, stealing her breath and leaving them both a shuttering heap of pleasure cuddling together on the bed. 

“Not fair…” Weiss pouted, feeling overly weak for the faunus. 

“Perfectly fair, you got to do it to me Friday, it was my chance to pay you back.” Blake smirked. “Your voice is beautiful, especially when it breaks, when you are tumbling over, cumming and breathless.” 

“Shut up!” 

“No.” Blake turned Weiss’s head to kiss her. “Especially not now, we… we still have a lot to talk about.” The hand that had been firmly grasping Weiss’s breast moved up to pull any stray hair from the heiress’s face. 

Weiss pouted and clung to her pillows tighter, snuggling into them and trying to get comfy as if she would be allowed to go back to sleep. “A Lot to talk about what?” 

Blake paused a moment, flabbergasted that there was any question to it. “Well, first off, there is the fact that we have another soulmate? And apparently, that is a thing?” 

“Oh god.” Weiss half whined, the reality that there was no more snoozing n’ snuggling for the morning left to be done. “Oh god… and it’s Yang.” Weiss forfeited any hope of lazy cuddles as she turned over in the bed to look Blake in her eyes. 

“Don’t tell me you are going to go easy on her than you were with me now?” Blake laughed with a wince. 

“I! Well! I can’t exactly have her just masturbate in front of me now, can I?”

Blake shrugged, unsure, and still coming to terms with it herself. Did she want two soulmates? What did that mean? She certainly cared for Yang, but not necessarily in that way… but then again, it had only been a matter of months prior that she had purely disliked Weiss, and that seemed to turn out rather well. Were she and Weiss ready to add another factor to their burgeoning relationship? Was that even something Weiss would want?

“Blake?” Weiss questioned softly, concerned eye checking in on the faunus. “Is everything ok? You look… pensive.”

“I- well… I am?” Blake guessed allowed. “I don’t… I just…” Blake paused to think, and Weiss took her hand to hold in support. “I want us to be ok first. I just…” 

“I hurt you.” Weiss corrected, pressing her forehead into Blake’s chest apologetically. 

Blake didn’t want to admit it, but she knew Weiss was right. Things might have improved since the last time she had been in the heiress’s bed, but she was still hurt; still scared. Wordlessly, Blake nodded gently into Weiss, appreciating the affection. “Thank you.” She wanted to pretend that she couldn’t hear the wavering in her voice, the evidence of her weakness for the Schnee. 

“I know now.” Weiss whispered into Blake. “I know now that you weren’t lying, that you weren’t… but you are now.” Weiss could hear how Blake hissed an inhale hinted with terror, the fear in her partner stinging. “You are now, and I couldn’t be any happier.” 

Blake’s arms wrapped around the smaller woman, holding her closer, squeezing almost painfully, but the perfect amount all at the same time. Wordlessly, she just melted into Weiss and accepted the comfort that they could share. 

Weiss waited. She was patient, allowing Blake to cling to her, sure that the faunus wanted to make up for not just the weekend’s lost time, but the past month’s as well. With no complaint, she waited; mostly because she adored the warmth and how cared for the faunus’s hug made her feel. When the time came, and Blake’s arms relaxed, Weiss spoke with a tender tone. “What do you want?” 

“I… I want us to talk to Yang. Maybe not today, not necessarily even tomorrow; though I don’t much want to keep her waiting either… I can’t imagine that would be a nice feeling… But, once we’ve talked to her, we can all figure out what we want, together?” Blake settled a moment before meeting Weiss’s eyes with her own. “What do you want?” 

“I want three things… To start making things up to you, a shower, and maybe to get to call you princess again.” The slightest grin combined with a wink, and Blake immediately knew what Weiss meant. The heiress wanted her bare and splayed out on her bed with legs wide open; to allow her to lounge in the heiress’s embarrassment of an abundance of pillows while she devoured Blake. It was quite the thing to think. But that didn’t mean it was what Blake had been looking for when she asked what the heiress wanted. 

“That’s not what I meant Weiss!” She tested with a mild glare to hide her needy blush. 

“I want you. I don’t know how to feel about Yang right now. She… I am still mad at her, certainly mad about her schedule and timing… but if it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t have ever…”

Blake nodded into Weiss. 

“We will see. I’m not quite as furious as I was, but that doesn't mean I am her greatest fan either.” 

“Thank you.” 

End of Chapter 10