She remains fast asleep

You pause for a moment watching and waiting for her reaction, anticipating her icy blue eyes to be peering through you, but as quickly as her disturbance came it disappeared and she remained in dreamland. You let out the breath you were subconsciously holding and relaxed, before resuming your exploration of her lithe body.

Your hand makes gentle caresses across the smooth skin of her arms and legs, your feather light touches giving her rows upon rows of goosebumps. She curls in on herself as if she were cold, her knees pulling up into her chest and her arms crossed. The action causes her gown to ride up to her waist, exposing more of her flawless thighs. Your hands drop to fully palm those taught muscles, the legs of a ballerina; fitting given her dance-like fighting style. Your fingers wander higher and soon enough, the tips slid beneath the frilly edge of her panties to cup her pert rear. At this point, a moan works its way out of her mouth from the sensations your were giving her.

"Ruby hands off you... you dolt..." you hear her murmur in her sleep accompanied by a soft blush.

You grin widely at this new discovery. You didn't even need to alter her thoughts to fit the fantasy, her brain subconsciously filling in the blanks on its own. You could practically hear the White Rose shippers rejoicing back home. Unfortunately for them, you would be the only one to taste such pleasures for yourself. Speaking of taste...

You shift your position to move closer to Weiss, your faces nearly touching once more and you hike her leg over your hip. You feel her stirring again from the sudden movement, but a quick command from you keeps her properly sedated. You lean forward and draw a long lick up the length of her neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin. She moans a bit louder this time, her hand lifting to grasp the back of your head. She pulls you in closer, a clear sign that she desired more. You happily oblige as your lips latch on to her jaw and begin to suckle, drawing longer and more passionate moans from the dreaming Heiress. Good thing you cancelled out any noise coming from her bed.

She lifts her leg even higher along your side, giving you unobstructed access to her moistening crotch. You oblige the invitation and slide your fingers forward. Her core, unlike most of her body, is noticeably hot to the touch and oh so wet. You focus on the images in her head and shift them to better accommodate her fantasies; the effect is immediate. Her panties become completely soaked through now that you've tailored her wet dream around her bubbly partner. She's moaning actively now, her hips grinding against your hand in a **** plea for release. Your cock, hard as iron, twitches impatiently to claim the Heiress, but you hold off for the time being as you hatch a new, elaborate scheme to bring her under your wing.

"Oh Dust Ruby..." she sighs in her sleep. "Don't you dare stop!"

She couldn't be farther from the truth of who her current lover was, but for now you felt it prudent to bring the Heiress to completion. You lift your fingers along her slit and deftly slide them underneath the hem of her panties. They find the swollen nub that was her clit and, in quick circles, you furiously rub.

Weiss bites back a squeal in her throat and clutches tightly at your head with both arms. Her body shakes with the convulsions of her orgasm, her pulsating pussy gushing through her panties and soiling her bed. Pleased with your work, you decide to phase into a non-corporeal form and slip from her grasp, releasing the light hold you had on her mind.

A very aroused and very confused Weiss wakes from her slumber and looks around frantically.

"What the heck was that?" you hear her whisper to herself. "It felt so real."

You see her reach a hand between her legs to find the mess she'd made in her dream. She gave a soft groan of mortification that she'd have to clean her sheets in the morning and simultaneously hide the evidence of her orgasm from her team. Swinging her legs over the edge of her bed, she pads quietly on shaky legs to the bathroom, intent on cleaning up.