Weiss Indulges Her

"...You did," Weiss said curtly, eyes wide as saucers, drinking in the vision before her. A very naked Blake Belladonna, her whole body glistening with sweat, panting with one hand shoved into her crotch, and her body folded over her lap. Blake's other arm was wrapped around her chest, keeping her bosom just out of sight. A decent-sized puddle on the wood floor beneath her. She looked like a faun- er, an animal in heat.

"It's- it's not what it looks like!" Blake hurriedly said, her face burning a deep red, as she craned her head to peer up at Weiss, while pressing her torso even more firmly against her lap.

Weiss blinked a few times, but each time she opened her eyes the scene before her was the same. Weiss felt her heart racing for some reason. Quietly, she turned toward back toward the door, she heard a frightened "Weiss!" And then Weiss locked the door, turning back to her teammate.

"Care to explain what it is then?"

"Can... can I get dressed first?"

Weiss wasn't sure what came over her, but immediately a stern "No," left her mouth. A shiver seemed to run through Blake for a moment, her mouth opened a few times as if to argue but no words came out. Truthfully, if Blake wanted to get dressed, they both knew there wasn't anything Weiss could really do to stop her. And yet, Blake wasn't even trying to argue, only seeming to clamp tighter onto herself and resigning herself to Weiss's demand.

"It's... been a while..." Blake started slowly, nervous energy radiating off of her. She stared firmly at her own lap. "And... I got a little- a, a lot- too engrossed in... a fantasy... sorry." Blake didn't look up, but she was practically glowing red.

"A fantasy?" Weiss parroted. Blake nodded. "Involving me?"

"N-no," Blake said, weakly.

"Oh?" Weiss said, cocking an eyebrow. "So you were fantasizing about breaking into the home of _another _Weiss and _her _calling you a stupid faunus? Is that right?"

"No..." Blake sighed. "It was about you," her voice came out so faintly it barely qualified as a whisper.

"Oh really?" Weiss said in mock surprise. She received a faint nod from Blake, who still refused to look up from her lap. And then the room fell into a pregnant silence.

Blake could feel her heart beating in her head, waiting on some kind of response. Then she heard it. Not an answer, but instead the click of Weiss's heel on the wooden floorboards. And then another and another. What is she doing, Blake wondered. Yet she couldn't bring herself to look.

After a few moments, she heard the clicking stop a few feet in front of her, and the sound of something being put down. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked upward. Her mouth went agape. Weiss had placed a desk chair a few feet in front of her, and she was sitting in it, legs crossed, her face smiling but her expression unreadable. "Please do go on," Weiss said.

Blake felt a jolt run through her, her pulse somehow accelerating even more. It was posed as a friendly request, but Blake could tell it was more an order. She felt her privates twitch, and her nipples started to grow erect. Blake floundered for a moment only to hear "I'm waiting." She swallowed a lump in her throat. Blake felt like she was under a spotlight. And despite being naked in an air-conditioned room, her body felt so incredibly hot.

When Blake found her voice, it was just a whisper. "I-"

"I can't hear you," Weiss said, voice sounding cheery enough, but there was an edge to it that Blake couldn't place. "Speak up."

Blake squirmed in place but **** herself to do as Weiss asked. She couldn't bring herself to look directly at Weiss's face, so Blake settled for looking at the base of her chair - at her feet. And as mortifying as it was, she **** herself to recount her fantasy, exactly as she had imagined it, every humiliating detail, to Weiss. "And... that's... when you walked in..."

There was a palpable silence in the room after Blake finished her explanation. She wasn't sure how much more her fraying nerves could take. "I guess it's true what they say," Weiss said. "Be wary of the quiet ones, because you never know what you're going to get... who ever would've guessed our own proud little faunus rights activist would get off on fantasies of being demeaned and dominated, treated like a plaything you said, for being a faunus."

"I... resent that," Blake said meekly, but it was clear she didn't have any real fight in her. This whole situation was so humiliating, and yet despite herself part of her found it... erotic... She was more than a little aware of how hard her nipples were pressing into her thighs and the wetness returning between her legs.

"And just look at what you did," Weiss's voice cut in, pulling her from her thoughts. "In your horny haze, you left the door unlocked, stripped naked, and made a huge mess all over our nice, clean floor... Someone's going to have to clean that up."

"I'll clean it," Blake said, cheeks still burning. "Just give me a moment to get dressed... and grab some towels, and-"

"No," Weiss interjected. "You will do it as are, and you'll use your tongue."

Blake's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help her body instinctually snapping to sit up on her knees, pushing off the ground with her hands to help her, her need for modesty temporarily forgotten as her breasts bounced free and uncovered in all their glory, exposing her erect nipples as well as the black ribbon that was firmly squeezed into her crotch, as Blake's wide, incredulous eyes darted to Weiss's face, needing to know if she was being serious. Blake's mouth went agape, and time slowed to a stop as Blake caught sight of the scroll in Weiss's hand. The camera shutter sound went off hundreds of times in an instant, capturing a very bewildered and naked Blake Belladonna sitting above a puddle of her own juices, not even trying to cover her lewd body. The smug, domineering look on Weiss's face as she sat there, fully dressed and looking down at the naked faunus girl before her, sent a jolt down through Blake. And she felt a renewed warmth in her loins.

"Something wrong," Weiss said. "My 'naughty, little naked kitty'?"