A/N: Smut warnings for this chapter: Mating cycles/in heat, imprinting.

Kept walking on the wild side
I don't wanna fall asleep throughout my life
Sometimes in a buffalo style
Sometimes like a rockn' roll mind
Be wild side.
Try it.

Wild Side by ALI

"No, we're just staying inside tonight… Yeah TV and dinner… I'll be home tomorrow I promise… Love you too." With a deep sigh Ruby ended the call with her older sister. The older Rose-Xiao Long sibling had been calling more frequently the last few weeks and Ruby didn't have the heart to tell her she was planning on moving out soon.

"How's Yang?" Comes the melodic tone of Ruby's beautiful, smart, sexy, amazing- What was I doing again? Ah yes, girlfriend. Weiss was her girlfriend. It's been almost a year, and Ruby still hadn't gotten over that fact. Girlfriend. Girlfriend! Girlfriend! Not only was Weis beautiful, and smart and all those other things, she'd accepted Ruby for what she was; a werewolf. Maybe even more than accepted! Maybe even liked! Speaking of that amazing, smart, sexy woman, she peeks out from the kitchen, bowl in hand, and her brow raised. "Ruby? Everything alright?"

"Yeah! I just got distracted with how much I love you again!" She cheers happily, quickly moving into the kitchen to kiss Weiss softly on the cheek.

"How's your sister?" She repeats, and Ruby grumbles wrapping herself around Weiss's back and nuzzling into her shoulder. "That bad?"

"We need to find her a girlfriend." Weiss laughs, a soft melody that floats around the cozy apartment. "Is Blake still single?"

Her response is a scoff as Weiss pulls away to settle her marinade bowl on the counter. "As if Blake would be into your bruit of a sister." The jab is playful, making Ruby laugh before pinning Weiss to the counter with another string of affectionate kisses.

"I dunno, I think she might find it charming." Weiss sighs, reaching up to adjust the rolled sleeves on Ruby's t-shirt. "Besides, you managed to like a brute like me."

It's a playful jab but Weiss' eyes flood with affection and determination. "Don't say that, I'd sooner be afraid of your sister than you. You couldn't hurt me if your life depended on it."

The redhead's laughter is a chorus, soft and velvety, as she nuzzles closer to her girlfriend. With little effort she lifts Weiss off the ground, causing the older woman to gasp softly, before she's settled upon the counter top. Ruby quickly closes the distance with a breathless kiss. The older woman sighs into the kiss, fingers tightening into Ruby's rumpled rose patterned t-shirt. Tanned hands roam up Weiss' slim waist to thumb softly at her ribs, making the silver haired woman shiver into their kiss.

The shrill beep of the oven reminds them where they are, and what they're doing. Playfully, Weiss shoves Ruby off of her, making her silver eyed girlfriend giggle again. They shift back into their usual, near silent, communication, Ruby moving to pull their chicken from the fridge, and placing them into the onion and pepper lined pan before Weiss easily coats the meat and vegetables in the prepared marinade. Following that is a pan of sliced cheese covered potatoes, and Weiss sets up a medium pot of green beans on the stove to cook on low. After a timer is set, for both the potatoes and the meat, Weiss tugs Ruby into the living room to straighten up.

The couch is moved back, cushions placed on the floor, and a tablecloth placed across the coffee table. Weiss pours two glasses of wine, (She'd convinced Ruby to try some once, and though Ruby didn't love it, she enjoyed how relaxed the beverage made Weiss after a bad day at work.) They still have at least fifteen minutes before their dinner is done when Ruby flops onto the couch and stretches across it with a groan.

"Weissssss, come heeeereee." She whines pathetically, holding up grabby hands to her girlfriend, when the woman rounds the corner from inside the kitchen. "It's an emergencyyy! I need you!"

With a shake of her head, Weiss saunters over to her pathetic girlfriend, "Oh no, did the big bad werewolf fall over?" Ruby pouts playfully, still grabbing playfully at the air. "Okay, okay, okay." Weiss sighs with a smile, but when she reaches the edge of the couch her wrist is yanked playfully and she finds herself with her back to the sofa, and Ruby over her.

The change of perspective has her dizzy, but when her eyes focus again it's on mirthful silver. Above her Ruby growls, something deep and hungry that Weiss is used to hearing only when she's face to face with long glistening fangs. (She'd learned a while ago the different levels of transformation Ruby had. She could be all human, all wolf, or something in between, if she wanted.) She shivers at the sound, raking her eyes hungrily across Ruby's face, and the sharpening teeth. Ruby's breaths are heavy over Weiss, her knees on either side of Weiss' hips, and hands gripped to the arm of the couch behind Weiss' head. With a careful hand, Weiss reaches up to press a pale thumb to Ruby's sharpening canines. Forcing Ruby's mouth open more, Weiss settles a thumb on each of Ruby's top canines, thumbing them delicately. Ruby's eyes are nearly white, her wolf sedated only by the waxing moon outside.

"What are you going to do?" It's a whisper, shrouded in awe and hunger, shuttered through wet lips. "Eat me?"

Ruby's grin broadens as she closes the distance again, sliding past Weiss' lips to settle next to a flushed ear. Weiss hears the gentle part of lips, and the soft lick of a hungry tongue across fierce teeth. The barest note of a response ticks when the familiar buzz of the cook timer on the oven sends Ruby up and off the couch. She clatters over the back of the couch, making Weiss howl in laughter, as she hurries to shut off the timer, and save their dinner from a potential grave.

Their dinner is plated, and set on the coffee table in minutes, and when Weiss walks out of the kitchen with the remainder of their silverware Ruby is sitting flushed on her usual cushion. "How's my big bad wolf's head?" Ruby flushes again, taking her silverware wordlessly.

Two glasses of wine each, and a bout of dishes between them, they're seated on the couch again, Ruby's arm tightly around Weiss' shoulders, and something mindless on TV. It's a sketch comedy show, something weekly and easy to fall into, and Ruby laughs roughly before snuggling closer to her girlfriend. Thoughts of the events of before dinner float through Ruby's head and she sucks in a deep breath. The smell of Weiss' vanilla berry shampoo coats her senses, and Ruby feels her wolf stur beneath the surface. Mine.

Trying to focus back on the TV, Ruby wonders briefly if her mother ever had a problem with this sort of thing, but is pulled back to the present by the soft warmth of Weiss' hand on her thigh, before the older woman leans into Ruby's warmth further. The redhead's heart thunders in her chest, solid pounding beats that make her hands shake and her mouth go dry. Next to her Weiss is oblivious, tracing idle patterns on Ruby's bare thigh, laughing lightly at the jokes on screen. In a single movement, Weiss swings her legs into Ruby's lap, leaning her head against the werewolf's shoulder. She shifts to hold Ruby's hand, drawing her patterns there instead.

The TV loses all sound. The only sound in Ruby's head is the soft chant of her wolf between the steady pounding of her heart. She tries not to stare at Weiss, but the woman is almost glowing in the low light of the TV, with her playful eyes and happy laughter. She blinks and she has Weiss pinned to the couch again, her breathing heavy and labored. Beneath her Weiss is smiling, one hand toying lightly with a lock of hair that's fallen from behind an ear. In her mouth Ruby's teeth chatter, something raw and dangerous echoes within her.

"I was wondering how long you'd last." Weiss purrs, "You've been nearly vibrating since earlier." Ruby snarls in reply, and it scares her how prominent her wolf is tonight, it's not even a full moon.

It's not the first time she's wished she had another wolf to talk to about these things, but she's starting to think the time is nearing for her to have a consultant, because something in her tonight is wild, and she's not sure she can contain it.

"Weiss…" She whimpers, fear flowing through her bones, into her flesh and out her skin.

"Ruby..." Her girlfriend mumbles in reply, before pulling her down for a soft kiss in clenched teeth. "It's okay Ruby… Just let go." Her reply is another quiet whimper, and Weiss moves to kiss her again. "I know you won't hurt me Ruby, let go."

The words are out of Weiss' mouth for less than a second when Ruby rips open her modest button up, sending buttons across the room, and making Weiss gasp. The silver haired woman's bra follows shortly after, giving Ruby easy access to pale breasts. Weiss watches with awe as Ruby's toothy mouth wraps around the majority of a modest breast, making her moan softly and arch into the younger woman.

A skillful tongue flicks over the soft tissue of Weiss' nipple, hardening the sensitive bundle of nerves. Weiss' toes curl, and her hands can't find a purchase, as Ruby continues the onslaught. She settles on the back of the couch and Ruby's clenched right hand, fisted in the cushion of the couch itself. Her moans are punctuated with heavy gasps and muffles exhales, as Ruby shifts from one breast to the other.

The werewolf shifts slightly, moving a clawed hand to rub heavily at the apex of Weiss' legs, making theo older woman writhe beneath her. "R-Ruby!" With a growl Ruby releases the reddened and tender flesh to grab Weiss' shaking hips and pull them flush with her own. On instinct Weiss wraps her legs around Ruby's slim waist and rolls into her, making Ruby sputter out another needy growl.

This dynamic was different from what they usually experienced together. On the nights when Ruby stayed human sex was soft and slow, and on full moon nights it was rough but tender. This was something between the other two, a needy claim on her body by the wolf that lives beneath her girlfriend's skin. Even her appearance had shifted between human and wolf. Ruby's hair was a mess, showing a pair of furry wolf ears. Her eyes were the same glittery white from earlier, and her teeth were longer and sharper than her dulled human teeth.

Another needy growl catches her attention, and Weiss knows she probably looks much the same as her partner, flushed and needy, her shirt torn open, peppered with hickies and love bites. She watches Ruby's eyes roam over her, clawed hands still holding tightly to shaking hips. The possessive wolf rolls her hips again, sending Weiss' arms behind her head to hold tightly to the arm of the couch as she moans again.

"Mine." Ruby growls out, rolling her hips again. "Mine."

"Y-yes." Weiss whimpers out, nodding between the rough movements against her core. If that's what Ruby needed to hear, she would tell her, "All yours-" Another possessive roll of hips has her quivering and moaning softly.

The wolf thumbs roughly at the buttons of Weiss' jeans, and she gasps as they come loose. "H-hey- Hold on! I like these jeans!" She yelps, frantically grabbing for Ruby's hands. "I'll take them off okay?" With a growl Ruby agrees, releasing Weiss to pull the offending garment off. "And you may want to ease on the claws a little. They're a little sharp."

Once her jeans are off with the remainder of her tattered shirt and bra, she moves to remove her underwear as well, but she's yanked backwards into Ruby's waiting lap. The taller woman kisses softly at her neck, near human hands holding her in place at her waist. She sighs into the gentle kisses, punctuated with gentle licks, and coos.

"I love you." Ruby hums out, still rough, but more contained. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Ruby."

"I'm going to keep going, okay? Tell me to stop if it's too much." Weiss playfully rolls her eyes, but agrees with a short nod.

In the next moment she's on her hands and knees in front of Ruby, and the wolf is pressing a heavy lick to the soaked core of her underwear. Her arms give out with the force of pleasure that shutters through her, and she holds onto the arm of the couch for dear life. Ruby presses a rough thumb to Weiss' clit through the damp fabric, but continues the rough licks to her clothed opening. Weiss's legs nearly give, but Ruby angles her so she can support herself against the couch, letting the older woman focus on the pleasure rolling through her core and into her chest. She alternates between heavy licks and sofy bites, leaving hickies across the expanse of Weiss' legs. (She sucks softly, letting go with a gentle 'pop' before moving on to another section of skin, or back to her needy core.)

Finally, Ruby nips playfully at the band of Weiss' underwear, tugging them down still shaking legs. Weiss almost doesn't notice, heady hazy with pleasure, body overstimulated and needy. It's not till she feels her legs part fully that she acknowledges the change, but only has a moment to prepare when the full force of Ruby's warm wet tongue swipes against her properly. She nearly cums on the spot. Her moan feels earth shattering, deep and throaty, she's sure it did some damage on the way out, but can't find it within herself to care when Ruby's hungrily licking and sucking right where she needs it most.

It only takes moments for Weiss to peak, sending sparks of red and white across her vision. She lets out another deep moan, her whole body shaking as she uses the last bits of her strength to push herself against Ruby's mouth. She sees the trail of fluid from herself to Ruby's mouth and the fabric of the couch. Is there usually so much?

When Weiss comes to, her back is against the sofa again, the TV is still flickering something meaningless. What really gets her attention is Ruby across the couch from her. She's seated with one knee against her chest and one easily off the couch, her hands on each leg, and her eyes are still glowing bright. Her breathing is still rough and labored, making Weiss sit up and crawl towards her.

"I-I' Ruby's voice is still rough, her hands shake, and Weiss can feel it in her chest how afraid the younger girl is.

"Let me help." It's almost a whisper, but Ruby hears, and nods softly.

Weiss eases Ruby's hips forward, and unbuttons her jeans. She settles against Ruby's left side and she slides her left hand into Ruby's pants and underwear. She leaves gentle kisses against Ruby's flushed neck as she works. The moment her hand reaches Ruby's core she knows this is the right course. Her girlfriend is so wet, and it takes nothing to gather the slick fluids to rub soft slow circles on her own clit. Beneath her Ruby moans, soft whimpers and whines, as she works against Weiss' hand. Minutes later Ruby comes with a soft half howl, and Weiss is nearly tackled into the plush of the couch.

A blanket is tugged over them as Ruby peppers her face with needy loving kisses. Somewhere she finds the time to kick her jeans off and wrap fully around Weiss. Ruby coos softly into Weiss' neck as they cuddle, something soft and wild settles between them, a connection stronger than the one they'd previously held. Weiss feels it, a solid binding in her chest, calming and secure.

They drift off to sleep, sticky with sweat, but pleased, curled up against the person they both love the most.