Bake gave a slow, trembling exhale, watching the smoke spiral away as it let her lungs, the taste coating her tongue and mouth, a grimace coming to her lips as she could smell it on herself. Weiss wouldn't touch her without a change of clothes, thus why Blake had a change of clothes in a vacuum pack in her backpack. She exhaled slowly again, trying to keep her heart calm. She glanced up and down the street, leaning heavily on the concrete wall as she took another slow inhale of smoke. She was nearly down to the filter. Glancing to her left, she felt herself perk up and she grinned, seeing the white woman walking down the street like she owned it, the streetlamps looking light spotlights as she drifted through them. Dropping her cigarette and stubbing it out with her toe, Blake grinned as she approached.

"Hey, I need to get changed before we hu-"

Blake's voice was smothered by Weiss' fingers twining into the collar of her jacket, pulling her close, the fist twisting in the heavy fabric as she kissed her, hard and full of frenzy. Weiss could taste the smoke and ash on her tongue, the soft groan into her lips stunk of smoke and coated Weiss' mouth with the taste. Slowly, Weiss pulled away, and Blake looked delighted and dazed, reaching for her, only to have Weiss flinch away. "Let's just get to the motel."

Blake swallowed slowly, giving a gentle nod. "Alright." Weiss walked away, leaving Blake to follow, and wonder why the kiss felt so… Sad.

Getting inside the room, Blake dropped her bag, grabbing the fresh set of clothes and beginning to get undressed, opening up the bag and taking it with her into the shower. "Where are you going?" Blake looked over her shoulder with a cocked eyebrow.

"For a shower, to wash the smell of smoke out of my hair." Weiss shook her head, looking up at her with a slight frown on her lips. Blake swallowed slowly at the sight, slowly placing down the change of clothes and approaching her as she sat on the end of the bed, looking up at the taller woman who came to stand infront of her, running her gentle fingers through Weiss' long tresses of hair. Weiss tilted her head into Blake's touch, the tension she usually carried in her shoulders and back melting away at the feeling of the calloused fingers running across her scalp, the blunted claws running across the shell of her ear as Blake began to pull away again, giving a gentle smile. Weiss caught her hand by the wrist, kissing Blake's palm and murmuring soft words of love. Blake felt a grin split her lips and she pulled away again.

"I'll be back in two minutes. I really need a shower." Weiss nodded slowly, watching as the faunus left. She felt her shoulders sag further as the shower switched on, sobs catching in her throat before she swallowed them down. This was going to be the last time. This had to be the last time. She needed to be honest with Blake. She looked up, her lower lip red and puffed from her worriedly chewing on it, she felt all words that she was going to say die at the back of her throat at the sight of Blake before her. Her curled hair laying nearly flat and dripping down her naked body, the toned muscles flicking under her skin as she rose the towel to softly dry her feline ears, her golden eyes hazy as she moved towards her clothes.

"Blake." Weiss croaked, breaking Blake out of her reverie, who glanced over to her, flicking her ears under the towel. She rose an eyebrow and turned slightly on one foot, her hips swivelling, making Weiss' throat go dry. "Don't put on any clothes." Weiss murmured, and Blake gave a slow smirk, one which brightened her eyes as she pulled off the towel from her head, her skin still glistening with droplets of water.

"You're not usually this up for it. Gentle hints, you run your fingers across my skin as I'm getting dressed. You're not usually this forward." Her ears flicked forward and a smirk pulled at her lips, showing just a touch of her fangs, and Weiss trembled down to her toes.

Weiss swallowed hard, giving a soft snort. "Just come here, dolt." She murmured, her voice barely on the edge of hearing. Blake laughed slowly, approaching her with swinging hips and a teasing smirk. Blake stopped before Weiss, who looked up to her through her long lashes, her hands resting softly on Blake's hips, pulling her slightly closer as she leaned up, laying soft kisses across her damp stomach, her warm breath ghosting across her skin, making Blake hum as she ran her fingers into Weiss' hair, her sharp claws pricking lightly at her scalp, a soft gasp echoing from her lips as Weiss' teeth softly brushed against her skin, her muscles flinching beneath her skin.

"Weiss" Blake grumbled softly, her hands running through the other woman's hair, fingers trailing down her clothed back, tugging at the fabric in a show of wanting it removed. Weiss smirked against Blake's stomach, leaning back and pulling off her jacket and shirt, leaning back on the bed with a red flush to her face, her chest heaving as she watched the Faunus with dulled eyes. The Faunus slowly knelt on the bed, her fingers running under the heiress' skirt, her blunt claws scraping against the tights, her teeth scraping against Weiss' collarbone, making Weiss ghost a moan, her fingers tangling into the long, black curls of the faunus above her.

"I want you." Blake grumbled against her skin, her golden eyes narrowed and a growl in her chest, her lips peeling back from her teeth as she left a trail of soft, red marks down her chest. "I need you." She hissed. Weiss moaned as Blake's teeth found her stomach, leaving deep indents, but not drawing blood. Blake's fingers crept past the crux of Weiss' thighs, making her grumble lowly in need, but Blake simply chuckled, resting a soft kiss against Weiss' heaving stomach, moving her other hand to pull off Weiss' skirt.

Weiss rose her hips, her muscles trembling as she rose her hands above her head. "How many girls do you say that too, Belladonna?" Weiss teased, her breath shuddering as Blake growled against her hipbone, her tongue tracing the lines of the light scars that her own teeth made. Weiss couldn't help but moan as Blake threatened her skin with her teeth, her golden eyes watching how her muscles flinched away from her light touches.

"Only the ones I've marked with a scar, Schnee." Blake teased in return. She finally pulled Weiss' skirt off, tugging off her panties and growling lowly as she dragged her fingers slowly through the heiress' folds, making her gasp for air and her fingers tangle into the thin blanket. "Damn." Blake hummed, glancing up at Weiss, how her face was flushed and her eyes screwed closed. Slowly, Blake sank a finger into her, humming loudly as Weiss moaned loudly.

"Stop."

Blake rose her eyes, her jaw hanging open, wondering if she had heard the heiress right.

"Weiss are you ok-"

"I said stop." Weiss breathed louder, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. Blake immediately removed her hand, scrambling to sit beside the heiress, her jaw flapping uselessly as Weiss slowly sat up, pushing her hair from her eyes. "I can't do this." She breathed. Blake rose her eyebrows.

"I'm sorry if my nails hu-" Weiss silenced her with a shake of her head, slowly standing and pulling on her clothes.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"Oh…Kay?"

Blake tilted her head slightly, climbing off the bed to pull on her own clothes. Eventually they were both dressed, with Weiss leaning on the dresser and Blake sitting on the bed, looking up at the white hair that hung in the heiress' blue eyes, her own golden eyes wide as Weiss began to speak.

"We're done."

Blake felt her heart sink like a stone. "What does that mean?"

"What do you think it means?"

"That you don't want me anymore."

"That's exactly what it means."

Blake felt a sob push from her throat as she buried her face in her hands. Weiss hardened herself, not letting any emotion be seen from her blue eyes. "You should have known we would have never lasted, Blake. What if my father finds out I'm dating a faunus?"

"You would be defaced, defamed, you would loose all of your pretty status, right?" Blake snarled, moving past the sorrow and quickly into the anger. Blake stood and scoffed loudly. "Whatever, Weiss. Don't crawl back to me when you want a quick fling." She snarled, marching out of the room and slamming the door.

Weiss sighed slowly, tilting her head back and letting her tears fall free, her jaw grit as she held back her sobs. "My father would have you killed." She hissed into the air, her shoulders shaking as her face crumpled into sobs, her shoulders shaking with sobs.