Mooning Sun

Ruby had always been better at taking things as they came than thinking things through. Sometimes that got her into trouble (like now), but it was that personality trait of just not worrying about the future that was preventing her from dissolving into a warm puddle of panic.

"Really, this isn't that bad," Ruby said as she and Blake walked down the empty hallway. "Not bad at all. It's a bit chilly without clothes on, but other than that, it's pretty normal."

"Mm-hm," Blake said, surreptitiously eyeing the way Ruby's bare breasts bounced with each step. And, chilly? That would explain why Ruby's ruby-colored nipples were pointing straight out. Blake herself was suffering the same problem under her dress, but she couldn't blame it on the cool air.

"And the dance is only for, what, an hour? Two hours? We're already late, so it's going to be over before you know it." The fact that they were late was the only reason the halls were empty enough for Ruby to strut around naked with no one noticing. As soon as someone saw them, Blake had a feeling that Ruby's confidence would go out the …

"Hey, Blake," Sun said, spotting as they approached their rendezvous point. "I was starting to worry that you weren't co … co … yo."

"Eeek!"

… window. Ruby jumped and darted behind Blake, using her as a human shield. Her human shield, though, dissipated in a cloud of black smoke, and Blake reappeared behind her. She wrapped her arms around Ruby's bare waist, holding her in place and preventing her from covering herself.

"You know," Sun said, approaching them, "I'm usually the first to admit it when I have no freakin' clue what's going on, and right now I'm okay with it."

"You wanted this," Blake whispered, her lips against Ruby's ear. The naked girl squirmed against her grip, and Blake tried not to think about how her movements caused her soft, round breasts to brush against Blake's hand. "You decided this, and there's going to be a lot more of this as soon as we get to the dance. So take a deep breath, relax, and say hello."

Ruby's heart raced and her chest heaved, but beneath the constant mental monologue of, I'mnakedI'mnakedI'mnaked, another thought bubbled up. I can do this. She had no empirical evidence to support that claim, but she had never been overly dependent on facts or proof. Her breathing slowed, she stopped struggling against Blake's hold, and looked Blake's date in the eye.

"H-hi."