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Chapter 2. Heat

"H-Heat..."

Yang repeated Weiss' accusatory word to herself. She shot a glance at Blake who avoided her gaze, also embarrassed by the statement.

Also not denying it.

While Yang could admit Blake was a bit feistier than usual, she didn't think it was to such an extent. But when Yang stopped to think for half a second, she recalled that her partner had been the one to initiate seven out of every ten advances that had transpired between them within the past three days or so.

The blonde had to wonder now if the Faunus girl was just using the holiday as an excuse to be bold about her affections.

Weiss looked them over a moment longer, nose scrunching before she turned around in a huff.

"Come on, Ruby. Let's go to class..."

Yang watched the heiress scurry off with her sister in tow before her gaze awkwardly drifted toward the girl standing beside her. Blake's eyes happened to met hers before she quickly looked away again. Yang frowned.

"Hey, what's up? Don't let the princess get to ya. She's just jealous because she-"

"Yang, let's just go to class..." Blake made a move to follow after her teammates, but Yang wasn't finished speaking yet. She shot her hand out to grab Blake's wrist, effectively stopping her.

"Blake, what's wrong? You just clammed up all of a sudden."

"Nothing's wrong. I just-"

"Blakeeeyy..."

The Faunus girl stiffened as Yang called her pet name. Unfair.

She sighed, relenting as she turned back to Yang, but still avoided her eyes.

But Yang wouldn't allow that either.

Pulling her girlfriend around to a vacant corner of the hallway, away from wandering eyes, she curled her index finger beneath Blake's chin, tilting her head up to look into her eyes. Concern flickered in the vibrant lavender and Blake faltered a second before she caved.

"It's just... I didn't get you anything... for Valentine's Day, s-so I-"

"What?!"

Blake flinched. "Are you mad? I'm sorry I didn't-"

"What? Wait, wait, no of course I'm not mad!" Yang flailed her free hand in front of her, still holding tightly to Blake with the other. "I mean I was just surprised that all this time you've been worrying about not having gotten me a gift..." A small smile formed on her lips. "So you thought you had to compensate in some other way, huh?"

Blake's ears were flat with guilt as she turned away and nodded.

"Aw Blakey, c'mere!" Yang hugged her tightly from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder, nuzzling through soft, onyx tresses. She could feel Blake's heart thumping furiously which only served to make Yang cuddle her tighter. "You don't have to get me anything for Valentine's Day, Blakey." She turned her girlfriend around to face her, grinning as she looked into her eyes again. "I've got you! That's all I'll ever need." She lowered her lips to Blake's as proof, kissing her softly until her furry ears finally lifted up again.

At last, Blake smiled coyly up at her, cheeks warm.

"Thank you..." Blake murmured. "But still, I feel I should give you something... at least for today."

"There's only one thing I want." Yang smirked, pulling her girlfriend to her again. Slowly, Blake stepped forward, never breaking the kiss as she backed Yang against the lockers; almost as if she had expected as much, the blonde had brought them to an area void of security cameras. It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but they could manage.

Blake rubbed her palms up and down Yang's arms from her elbows to her shoulders and back again, adding a bit of fierceness to the kiss. She felt Yang smirk, felt her kiss back just as roughly, but the Faunus girl persevered, holding her breath as long as possible; Yang kept besting her as of recently, and Blake wanted to give her partner a run for her money for once.

She felt the blonde's arms snake around her waist, pulling her in, crushing her closer.

Unfortunately for Blake, she couldn't multitask as well as Yang could. Of the kiss itself, where each of their hands were roaming, and trying to breathe, she could only focus on two of those three things at a time, whereas Yang seemed to have mastered all of them.

Blake's lungs were burning now, and she needed to pull away, grateful that Yang actually let her. She gasped several times, chagrined as Yang looked on, only half as affected and still smirking smugly.

"You're gonna have to do better than that, Blakey," she huffed.

"Oh, I plan to..."

After replenishing her air supply, Yang was already prepared for the next onslaught of lips on her own. Blake pushed her back against the lockers as Yang felt her passion increase tenfold; her girlfriend's effort was certainly all-in this time. Yang welcomed the new fervor between them, but before long felt Blake weakening.

Yang simply wouldn't give.

Blake wanted to win for once – just once – but she knew she was no match for her, not now, not with this inferno of heat wafting between them.

Yang pushed her back gently, both panting to catch their breaths. The arms released Blake as Yang let out a long sigh.

"Whoo-wee! It's getting toasty!" She pulled the ribbon at the top of her uniform undone, loosening the collar of her shirt a bit. Blake was sweating a little, but there was still a fire in her golden eyes that challenged for more. Yang liked those eyes.

"Are you giving up?" the onyx-haired girl asked.

Yang blurted out a laugh. "Are you kiddin'? I'm just getting' started!"

"Glad to hear it."

She returned to Yang's heated embrace, kissing the top of her head as Yang ducked beneath Blake's chin to untie her ribbon with her teeth. Blake sighed as the restricting material loosened, allowing her to breathe easier.

Yang moved up the side of her neck with fiery kisses, slowly circling around to switch their positions, leading Blake against the lockers now. The Faunus girl barely realized she had gotten the tables turned on her, but she hardly cared now.

She clung to Yang's shoulders as the blonde kissed her jawline before returning to her lips, crushing a breathless kiss into her mouth. Yang's left hand slipped behind Blake's head to cradle it against the harsh, cold metal of the lockers as her right hand slid up her partner's side. Fingers danced over Blake's waist, almost tickling, causing her to shiver a bit, biting back a chuckle to the best of her abilities.

But Yang still felt it and thought it appropriate to tease now. She rested her hand over her girlfriend's ribcage, feeling it expand desperately as Blake struggled for breath but also for maintaining their kiss as long as possible.

However, to be honest, Blake was winning this time; Yang just refused to let her know as much.

So she glided her fingers over Blake's ribs, pressing her nails ever so slightly against the material of her blazer. Blake jolted, biting her lip as she chuckled, resulting in her breaking the kiss to laugh and gasp for breath.

Yang pulled back as well, also breathing rather roughly as Blake leaned forward to rest her forehead against her shoulder.

Smirking, the blonde patted her partner's back; Blake really was getting better. Yang needed to make sure she kept improving as well.

"Nice try, Blakey. But not today~" she sang.

Yang yelped a bit as she felt a heel step on her toes.

Blake lifted her head, hair frazzled, cheeks flushed, eyes watery as she panted between giggles; she was irresistible, and if not for the pain in her foot, Yang knew she wouldn't have been able to stop herself from kissing her again.

But Blake was too miffed to let her.

"You cheater..." she wheezed. Her fists balled into Yangs blazer for support as she raised her head again, glaring up at her. "I was winning... and you know it."

'"I have no... idea what you're talking about," Yang retaliated, conceited.

"I don't believe you..."

"Well, believe it, Blakey!" Yang helped her straighten her posture, supporting her shoulders as Blake let out one last sigh, finally removing her foot from Yang's.

"...I was winning..." she muttered.

"Aw, it's not all about winning!"

"Cheater."

"Yeah, yeah." Yang twirled her wrist before leaning into her face. "What'cha gonna do about it?"

Blake offered a small growl, but she managed to stop herself.

"You know what? I'm not giving you that satisfaction. We're going to class," she stated matter-of-factly.

Yang certainly hadn't been expecting that response.

"W-Wait! Aw, come on, Blakey!"

Blake smirked smugly, turning back to her.

"Admit it-"

"Yes, okay? You won that time..." Yang muttered. "So...?"

As much as Blake would have liked for her to finish her plea, she thought it best not to get too ahead of herself.

The Faunus girl complied, turning back to the blonde and wrapping her arms around her neck, kissing her cheek; Yang would happily admit her defeat if this was the result.

She tucked some stray locks of black hair behind Blake's human ear, running her hands over her shoulders and arms to stop at her waist, pulling her in. Blake returned the favor, combing lightly through Yang's precious, golden mane.

The temperature finally began to fall again as their kisses became gentler. Yang dragged it out as long as possible; if they were going to be late for class, why not make it fashionably late?

But at last, they both silently deemed it time to put an end to their activities – at least for now.

Yang placed one last chaste kiss on her girlfriend's lips and Blake pecked her cheek in return.

"We should get to class..." Blake murmured.

"Fine." Yang heaved and exaggerated sigh. "Buuut we can continue after class, right?" She winked.

The other girl rolled her eyes.

"Maybe."

Blake stepped away from her, letting her arms fall from Yang's shoulders. But before she could turn to head off, Yang stopped her one more time.

"Blake, don't forget," she said. "I don't want you feeling guilty about not getting me anything, okay?"

Blake smiled softly, returning to her girlfriend and kissing her one last time.

"I won't."

Yang grinned widely.

"Good, because I didn't get you anything either!"

The heel pressed onto her foot again.

"Let's get to class."

"Aye, aye!"

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