No way!

Despite her best attempts at ignoring the rapidly increasing discomfort in her rear, Blake could hold out no longer. Screw waiting until they got back to Beacon, she was going to deal with this problem ASAP. Still, that didn't mean she had any intent on allowing Yang to get a free show from her. Gods knows how many jokes the blonde could make about bugs and butts. Nope, if Yang found out, then the brawler would never stop bringing it up to tease her.

"Uh, h-hold up a m-moment Yang." Blake spoke in as calm of a voice she could manage, withholding the urge to yelp in pain from the **** on her ass.

"What's up kitty-cat?"

Blake glared at Yang for that remark, but was too preoccupied with her current situation to address it any further.

"I've gotta g-go pick s-some flowers." the dark-haired girl responded, using the common euphemism for having to pee. "Be right back."

Yang shrugged and gave a slight huff of amusement. "Alright then. Just don't go too far. We don't want any Grimm getting an eyeful of your pu-"

"Finish that sentence Yang and I swear to God I will shave your head in your sleep." Blake growled before quickly walking out of sight from Yang and hiding behind a tree.

Slipping her thumbs into the waistbands of her shorts and panties, Blake quickly slid the garments passed her knees and squatted down slightly. With her rear now somewhat spread from her positioning, she felt the insect wriggling into her anus, causing a shiver to travel up her spine.

"You are so dead!" she snarled with a harsh whisper as she reached her hand around to her butt.