Author's Note: So, I have internet again! WHOOOO! I'm going to be updating more frequently again. So here is the next chapter to Brawler's Den! Enjoy, my wonderful cupcakes!

It wasn't long till the two of them were sitting at the dented up metal table in Yang's apartment with Blake applying first aid to the wounds on Yang's body. The Blonde had to admit, the struggle between her and Adam was more or less... quick. She wasn't expecting that, but she also wasn't expecting him to have been carrying a knife. 'I mean, who the hell carries a knife now a days? I was expecting a gun when I got up close and personal.' She winces as Blake presses lightly against one of the deeper cuts.

"Sorry." the cat Faunas mumbles as her eyes narrow in concentration.

"No biggie. Just wasn't expecting it, is all." Yang replies.

Blake lets out a sigh, "This one is going to need stitches, it's deeper than I normally thought."

"Okay." The Brawler says as she readies herself for Blake to get on with sewing her skin back together. Okay, maybe if she didn't think of it like that it wouldn't be so bad. She has had her fair share of needles and thread pulling her skin back together in an agonizingly slow pace. Yeah, she really needs to just take a deep breath and stop thinking of it like that.

When Blake didn't move towards the needles, Yang found herself looking back into those Amber orbs, full with worry and... is that... self-blame? "Uh, Blakey?" Yang asks.

"I'm sorry." She says.

The blonde arches an eyebrow, "For what?"

"For Adam... For all of this... I... I'm sorry."

"Blake," She cups the Faunas' cheeks in her hands, making it so she couldn't look away from the earnestness and kindness that is reflected in her own, "It's not your fault. Everyone has something in their past that is bad. Yours just happened to be an extremely crazy ex-boyfriend. Not that anything he did is your fault." Yang kisses Blake's forehead and puts their foreheads together, staring into the Cat-Faunas' eyes with a smile on her face, "So don't blame yourself for his actions."

"But I-" Blake gets cut off by taking a deep shaky breath. Silent tears falling from her eyes and landing on Yang's lap. She reaches up and places her right hand on Yang's left bicep as she nuzzles her face into the Blonde's left hand and kissing her palms. Her tears are getting wiped away by Yang's right thumb.

"Shh. It's okay." Yang whispers.

She closes the distance between them, softly placing a kiss on the Faunas' lips. The Brawler wanting nothing more than to show Blake that everything is fine. Nothing is wrong. Nothing is her fault. Her left hand slides behind Blake's hand, fingers running through those soft black tresses of hair and she grips onto the back of the girl's neck deepening the kiss roughly, causing a rumbling moan to be ripped from Blake's throat.

Blake is basically clinging onto Yang. Her own fingers waved into that Blonde mane and gripping tightly. Yang's right hand has found it's way down to Blake's waist to her ass, allowing the Blonde to left the lighter girl up and into her lap. Once Blake is straddling the Brawler, Yang stands from her chair, making Blake wrap her legs around her waist and for Yang to hold her up by the bottom of her thighs.

It wasn't long before Blake found herself staring up at Yang from the Blonde's own bed. Yang pulling her torn shirt up and over her head, revealing her bright yellow bra. It isn't surprising to Blake that that is what she wore, in fact it only made Yang that much more attractive to her. But right now the only thing she wants is for that clothing to be gone, to reveal those delicious gauntlets.

Yang smirks and slowly crawls across the bed to hover over the Faunas. Her wounds were starting to bleed again but she didn't care, neither did Blake. The sent of the metallic liquid driving her senses even more wild. Blake wraps her arms around Yang's neck and pulls her into a heated kiss. Her hands trail down the front of Yang's chest, her fingers tracing just to the side of Yang's wounds, causing the Brawler to hiss in pain and pleasure.

Blake flips them over with an unnatural surge of strength, taking delight in the fact that Yang enjoyed the slight pain. She leans down and slowly trails her tongue along the wound that was the deepest, gathering a small amount of blood and swallowing it. The taste sending shivers of anticipation down her spin. The Faunas looks up, locking Amber with Lilac. Yang's gaze was glazed over with lust and love. The Blonde reaching out to cup the Faunas' face and bringing her down into a kiss. Their tongues dancing along each other, electing moans and groans from each other.

It wasn't long until they were both naked, Blake on top of Yang. Her mouth trailing down the side of the Brawler's neck, leaving open mouthed kisses along her collar bone before sinking her teeth into the Blonde's sensitive pulse point in her neck. A ragged moan was dragged out of the Blonde's throat as Blake sucked at the point, determined to leave a huge bruise there for others to see that Yang belonged to her. Yang grips onto the bars on her beds headboard, enjoying the pleasure the cat-faunas was enveloping her in, and they haven't even gotten to the good part yet.

Blake continues her adventure down the voluptuous body of Yang. Enjoying the way her voice hitches and moans under her ministration. The way her stomach sucks in when she runs her nails over the muscles and as her tongue glides across the wounds. It sends shivers down the Faunas' back and she only just barely contained the mewl from escaping her lips. God, this was going to be amazing. The scent of the Blonde's arousal making Blake lose whatever control she had left. She wasted no time on placing her mouth over Yang's lower lips. Slow, long licks sliding across Yang's slit.

Yang moans, bucking her hips up, craving for more. A long low moan erupts out of the Blonde's mouth as Blake plunges her tongue into her. Her taste, Blake couldn't get enough of the way Yang tastes. It only drives her further into her own feral need to pleasure her. To get what she wants out of this. Blake drags her nails down the Blonde's tone stomach, cause Yang to gasp in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her nails bringing up red welts as small drops of blood form on Yang's skin.

It wasn't long before Blake felt the contractions around her tongue, The way Yang's hands clenched in her dark hair as she came. Her juices flowing out and Blake lapped up what she could, drawing out the Brawler's pleasure. It wasn't until Yang stilled completely that Blake pulled away, licking her lips. Her golden eyes gleaming up at her partner.

Yang tugs lightly on Blake's arm, making the Faunas crawl back up and lay down on top of her. Yang pulls her into a searing kiss, Her thirst for Blake is made well known. She craved for more. To be able to make the Faunas squirm with pleasure. And Blake was more than happy to let her do so. Yang's hand slid between the two of them and her fingers found the Faunas' sweet spot. She slowly stroked along the her wet lips, the tip of her fingers flicking her clit. Blake groans and bucks her hips into her. She hides her face into the Blonde's neck. Her hot breath coming out harder against Yang's skin.

Slowly, Yang pushes two fingers into her and Blake arches her back, causing her to sit up and yang follows. The shift of there position causing Blake to straddle the Blonde's lap. She wraps her arms around Yang's shoulders and buries her face into her neck. Yang starts to thrust her fingers faster into her. Lost in her lust, Blake starts to bite and suck and the Brawler's neck and shoulder. Wanting to litter her with bruises, evidence of there passionate time together.

"Yang..." Blake breathes out, her voice hitches when Yang rubs her Thumb over her clit. God, this felt amazing. She didn't want this to stop, only she felt the burning sensation in her feet start to build all the way up to her stomach. She was so close to sweet release. And Yang seemed to know this, she added a third finger into Blake. The Faunas letting out a loud moan, her back almost making a complete arc out of ecstasy. Yang started to thrust even harder into Blake and it wasn't long before the build up exploded, and she came.

"We aren't done just yet, Kitten."

Bake woke up groggily. Laying on her stomach, arms sprawled out up above her. The morning rays of the sun rise shinning onto her eyes woke her from her slumber. She let's out a groan and buries her face in the pillow that smells of cinnamon and lilac. She in hales deeply, remembering the events from last night. Blake let's out a sigh of defeat. She was supposed to help patch up Yang's wounds, not make them worse, but she ended up doing the ladder. Not that the Blonde said anything against it. If anything she gave Blake the incentive to keep going. And keep going they did. Five rounds last night.

So... Where was her lover?

Carefully, Blake introduces her eyes to light, squinting in pain as she she looks around. Yang is nowhere in the room. Just as she starts to build a bit of worry, she hears a small crash out in the kitchen and a curse. She slides out of the bed and wraps the sheets around her naked body before making her way out there.

Blake expected to see many things, but she did not expect to see Yang try to stitch the worst wound together by herself. The Brawler wasn't doing half bad, but the angle was hard to work with. As if that wasn't enough, Yang was also trying to cook breakfast at the same time. Blake made a mental note not to eat the food because of health hazards before making her way over to the Blonde.

She gently takes the needle from Yang, who just noticed that the Raven-haired goddess was there. "Let me." She whispers. Blake quickly looks over the wound,before reaching for a cotton ball. She gently pours some disinfect onto it and starts to lightly dab at Yang's wounds. The only thing to tell her that it stings her lover is how fast her muscles tensed. "Breakfast is a nice touch, but I'm afraid it is going to have to go to waste. Not really healthy to cook with open wounds." She grins.

Yang laughs, "They wouldn't have gotten this bad if you were gentler last night." The Blonde comments. She wasn't wrong, if Blake wasn't so rough with Yang's wounds then they wouldn't have gotten this bad, and there wouldn't have been any new ones as well. But hell, what was she supposed to do? Completely and utterly not fall into the immense pleasure it was to be able to taste that metallic tang or not cause those delicious moans that would tumble out of Yang's mouth whenever she caused her a little pain? The Brawler rubs Blake's ears, getting the Faunas' attention. "I never said I didn't like it."

Deciding to ignore this conversation, She sticks the needle through Yang's skin and begins to sew the worst of the wounds back together. Yang's grip intensifies on the Table and Blake swears she could see it start to bend to the Brawler's strength. "So, you mentioned Roman yesterday..." Blake begins. She knows that this topic of conversation is very... hard on the Blonde, but Blake can't help her curiosity.

"Oh, yeah, I did." Yang comments. It was clear she didn't want to say anything else but The raven-haired beauty had other ideas. She stares at Yang, Willing her partner to talk to her, to say something other than that. Surely if Yang talked about this she would get over whatever had happened. A small sigh of defeat escapes the Blonde. "Roman was..." She pauses, "He was my boss." Her lilac eyes stare over at the wall behind Blake as she thinks really hard on how to explain everything. "The guy I was telling you that I dated, well we both worked for Roman and we sort of just got together eventually." She lets out a small non amused laugh. "It was a great cover story for when we had to stake competition out. Working for a gang boss calls for that, you know? I guess somewhere down the road I just didn't want to do it anymore. Ruby needed me more than anything at the time. She was getting ready for high school and her older sister dropped out to join a gang? It doesn't look good and I wanted to support her no matter what. Roman, on the other hand, didn't like that idea." She holds up her arm, "He made David cut off my arm as a reminder."

Blake finishes up with the first aid and gently takes the woman's right hand with her own. "From how long I've known you so far, it doesn't seem very likely that they would be able to capture you or hold you long enough to do that."

"That's where Ruby comes in again." Her lilac eyes glaze over from the memory. Obviously the worst part of it. "They somehow managed to kidnap Ruby when I wasn't looking." Her left hand clenches into a fist, "The night I decided to stay the night with David. When I found out that he was just distracting me from her so they could take her I was furious. Gave him a good black eye," She chuckles, "But he got me back with something worse. I couldn't do anything. If I didn't let them hurt me, they were going to hurt Ruby even more, and..." Yang's eyes start to water, "If you could have seen the way she looked. What they already did to her." Tears silently fall down her cheeks. "What's one arm for your baby sister, right?"

The Faunas pulls Yang into a strong embrace, lightly stroking her hair. But Yang didn't sob or start really crying. She just clung tightly to Blake. Letting herself feel safe in her lover's arms. "I'm so sorry, Yang." Blake whispers.

"It's okay. Like what my sister always tells me, 'It's over now. They can't hurt any of us.' Not like that is very comforting. After all, the only reason why they can't hurt either one of us is because I killed them." Yang admits and pulls away. "I just felt so angry. So much rage, and then the next second they were all dead and I was standing, breathing heavily with a bloody pipe in my hand. A fucking pipe. I killed people who had guns with a pipe." She starts to laugh for real this time, "Sorry, just that seems so impossible now that I think about it, but I did it. There are videos of it. Cameras in the warehouse. That's how I know Winter. She made sure that I didn't go to jail, and that is also how Ruby met Weiss." She pauses, "Wow... Something so traumatic led to my sisters happiness." Yang pouts, "And it takes me a couple years to find you? What the hell universe?"

Blake raises a eyebrow, "Wow, that's what you are caring about right now?"

"Hell yeah! Where were you when I needed you the most?"

"Probably in a library reading a book."

"You should have felt, like, my soul calling out to you in a very distressing moment."

"Was that what that bang in my chest was for at that moment then?" Blake taps her chin and then smirks at Yang.

Yang rolls her eyes, "Whatever. I'm holding this against you now."

It was Blake's turn to roll her eyes. "Okay you big baby. Are you feeling better now?"

"Nope. I still feel extremely depressed about talking about that, but I think I'll always feel that way." Yang answers truthfully.

"If you ever need me..."

Yang smiles and kisses the Faunas, "I know. You'll be there."

Author's note: …. -Just leaves this here-