Yes

Opening the door, Blake and Yang walked into their dorm room. Looking around, they saw...nothing! Even looking in the small closet and the bathroom, Ruby and Weiss were nowhere to be found.

"We won!" Yang cheered, taking off her mask and throwing it into the corner. Blake took hers off as well, placing it in a drawer.

"Gods, I hated wearing that!" Yang complained, rubbing her hair to get it fluffed up again. "All my hair was pressed so tight against my head."

Blake walked over to her bed, sitting down on it. "You could always cut your hair," she laughed.

Yang glared daggers at Blake, who just laughed again.

A few minutes later, Blake was laying down on her bed reading her book, and Yang was pacing the room. There was still no sign of their competition.

"Why is it taking them so long?"

Blake raised an eyebrow at Yang. "You did intentionally put the key rather far away. And made it hard to find."

Yang sighed. "I know, but..."

"Plus-" Blake sat up and closed her book. "-they're both huntresses in training. They can handle themselves, whatever they come across."

Yang nodded after a moment. "You're right," she admitted.

"Exactly," Blake said, patting the bed next to her. "Now sit down,"

Yang walked over to the bed, sitting down next to her friend. Blake reached over and grabbed one of Yang's hands, squeezing it gently, which Yang returned.

The two sat in silence for a few moments, waiting for their friends to return, but to no avail.

"Let's try to pass the time," Yang said, not able to stand the silence. "How did you first find out you were an exhibitionist?"

"Oh, uh..." Blake blushed, looking away for a moment. "That...I was 15 or 16, at the time. My friend, Ilia, was staying the night, and...after my parents went to sleep, we were sitting around the house, bored. Ilia suggested we go swimming at a lake near my house."

Yang raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound that daring."

"Well...Ilia didn't bring a swimsuit with her. I mentioned this, and...she suggested we go skinny dipping."

Yang smiled. "Oh, nice! Did you streak there?"

Blake shook her head. "No, we weren't that bored," she laughed. "No, we just walked there in our pajamas and stripped down when we got there."

Yang chuckled, thinking about an inexperience Blake getting naked in public for the first time.

"Did you guys do much more stuff like that?"

"Similar stuff, but we didn't take it much further. We weren't as brave, then."

"Ah," Yang nodded. "And...did you and this Ilia ever...you know?" She raised her eyebrows to emphasize her point, and Blake smirked.

"...once. It wasn't outside, or anything. We were just really worked up after doing that, and when we got back to my house, we went to my room, and..."

Yang laughed, bringing a hand up to her mouth. "Oh ho ho! Blakey has a history!"

"Oh, shut up." Blake smacked Yang's leg. "Like you never did anything like that back home?"

Yang's laughter died down, looking thoughtful for a moment as she reminisced. "Well...I had a few flings, back at Signal Academy. But...never anything that felt great. I had only been with guys before I came here, and...they were all only concerned about what they wanted. Blowjobs, creampies, tit-fucking. But they never gave a damn about what would make me feel good."

"That's awful," Blake said, frowning.

Yang shrugged, trying to brush it off. "Eh. I was able to get myself off, afterwards, so it's not like I got nothing out of it."

"Still. Your partner should be as concerned for your pleasure as they are their own."

"Yeah?" Yang smirked, giving Blake a sidelong look. "You making an offer?"

Blake thought for a moment, looking down to her lap, and then nodded.

"Yes. I suppose I am."