<b>Summary:</b> For all of Weiss’ skills, her dirty-talking needs definite work.
A soft moan cut through the midday’s stillness, emanating from a young, black-and-red-haired scythe-wielder. She tilted her head back as Weiss Schnee, her beloved girlfriend of four months, ran her slender, porcelain-like fingers over her body, teasing, massaging, feather-light touches sending chills down her spine.
Normally, they wouldn’t dare get busy in their dorm for fear of getting caught, but Blake was off helping Yang with a book report, and Team JNPR on a field trip, meaning they had the whole room, and afternoon, to themselves.
"Ooh, Weiss…" Ruby whispered, cheeks red and heart racing. She was more than happy to take the submissive position when it came to sex. The heiress had a surprisingly arousing dominant side, and was more than willing to show it whenever they were in the mood.
Weiss lowered her head, doing a slow, lazy lick from the curve of Ruby’s ear, all the way down to her neck, making her shiver and purr. “Baby…” the goth girl murmured. “Talk dirty to me.”
Weiss froze. A look appeared in her face like that of a deer caught in headlights. What was the cause for her sudden anxiety and fear? You see…for all of Weiss’ skills, dirty talk wasn’t one of them.
"Um…you’re a bad girl." Thankfully, Ruby was too in the throes of ecstasy to notice the paltry attempt.
"Yeah, I am. Say more."
"…You’ve got a beautiful singing voice?"
That managed to cut through the pleasure. Ruby’s eyes snapped open and she stared at her lover in confusion. “What?”
Weiss, face now as red as the namesake of the girl she was on top of, sweated profusely, stammering for words. “Uh…um…I’m gonna scissor you and…stuff.”
"Can you talk dirty?"
"O-of corse I can!" the heiress replied huffily. She couldn’t, of course, but her pride was on the line. "Watch! ……You’ve got a pretty vagina."
There was roughly a second of silence before Ruby burst into laughter.
Weiss’ ears burned as Yang, nearly crying from laughter, pounded the table. Even Blake couldn’t resist giggling at the heiress’s retelling of her pathetic attempt to talk dirty.
It was mere hours after Ruby and Weiss’ sexcapade. Weiss, too mortified to even face her girlfriend, had bolted the second she got dressed and ran to find Blake and Yang. Thankfully, the blonde had finished her book report early, and Blake suggested they celebrate by visiting the coffee shop in the nearby town. Weiss had agreed without a second thought, eager to escape her shame, and Ruby.
The two, however, could tell that something was eating her, and while Blake wanted to wait for Weiss to admit it on her own, Yang, ever tactful, had pressured the poor girl into revealing her secret. And when Weiss did, the heiress wished she had never been born.
“‘You’ve got a pretty vagina…’” wheezed Yang, tears now streaming down her face. “Oh, Dust, I think I broke a rib.”
Weiss laughed mockingly, too embarrassed to reply her typical witty retort.
"It’s not that bad." reassured Blake, placing a comforting hand on Weiss’ own. "Dirty talk is an…acquired skill."
"Yeah, acquired." snickered the blonde. "Sounds like the only thing you acquired was a new perspective on my sister’s pretty pussy."
Weiss slammed her head on the desk, and Blake’s stoic face broke, the brunette laughing uproariously, unable to even reprimand her girlfriend.
"Are you quite finished, both of you?" grumbled Weiss.
"Sorry, sorry, couldn’t resist." Yang reached for the plate of doughnuts in the table’s center, taking a huge bite and a sip of her coffee. "So, where do we go from here?"
Weiss blinked. “What do you mean?”
"Well, are you just gonna stop having sex with my little sister?"
"Of course I’m no—THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" yelled the ice princess, face rivaling a tomato.
"Well, then, you’re gonna have to learn how to talk dirty."
"Ugh, how?" Weiss whined, holding her face in her hands. "I’m really, really terrible at this…"
"Relax, Goo Goo Doll. Blake and I’ll help."
Yang laughed and ruffled Weiss’ hair, making her yelp. “Of course we will! We’re your friends. Whether it’s fighting monsters, helping you with homework, or making it so you don’t suck in bed, we’re there for you.”
Weiss angrily slammed her hands on the table, getting to her feet and glaring hard at the blonde. “I DO NOT SUCK IN BED, I JUST SUCK AT TALKING DIRTY!”
The words echoed throughout the promenade and Weiss, with a start, realized that she had just shouted that in a very public place, evident by all the people now staring at her in shock.
After the incident at the coffee shop, the trio had headed back to their room. Thankfully, Ruby was absent. While that irked Weiss some, she was glad she wasn’t there to witness her new ‘education’.
"So…" Yang said, pacing about the room. "How do we teach a princess how to talk dirty?"
"I have a suggestion." Brawler and fencer turned to face Blake, who was holding a book in her hand. Weiss recognized it as one of the Faunus’ more racy romance novels.
"Read this and get an idea. There’s lots of dirty-talking in this one."
Sighing, Weiss grabbed the book, flipping to the first page. “I guess it can’t hurt.” Her icy blue eyes scanned over the pages, widening and widening with each word, until she finally tossed it away in disgust, saved only by Blake’s cat-like reflexes.
"What in Dust’s name is this!?" shrieked the heiress. "That’s, that…people don’t talk like that!"
"Horny people do." replied Blake, pouting.
"Books, Blake?" Yang rolled her eyes. "C’mon, you won’t learn how to talk dirty from a book."
"How would you go about it, then?"
Blake shrieked in surprise a second later when Yang pounced on her, pinning her to the ground. “Yang, what’re you doing!?”
"I always say there are two ways to learn; watching and doing." Yang pulled down her shorts, shoving her crotch into the surprised Blake’s face. "Now, lick, slut."
Face pink, Blake nodded and plunged her tongue into Yang, the blonde moaning and gyrating. “Yeah, just like that. Harder, you fucking whore.”
Gripping Blake’s hair, Yang shoved her face further in, biting her bottom lip as her tongue worked faster, coiling, swirling…
"More, more, more! Make me cum, you fucking bitch! Do it!"
Yang let out a long, piercing scream as she came, coating Blake’s face with her juices.
"Phew…" Yang took a few deep breaths as she climbed off Blake. "And that, Weiss, is how you—"
But Weiss was nowhere to be found.
"Where’d she go!?" pouted Yang.
"She left the second you made me start eating you out." replied Blake, getting to her feet and wiping off Yang’s cum.
"What!? Why didn’t you say anything?"
Blake rolled her eyes. “I was enjoying myself, of course.”
"Now, then…" it was Yang’s turn to shriek as Blake pounced on her, the Faunus all but tearing off Yang’s top. "I believe it’s my turn."
"Those uncouth…heathens!" Weiss groaned as she rubbed her eyes, as if trying to rid herself of the sight she had just witnessed. "No sense of tact or decency whatsoever." And yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling of envy she got when the words flowed so freely from Yang’s mouth. She made it look so easy, and that was with someone in the room! She shuddered at the thought of what must be said when they’re alone.
Weiss sighed morosely, ambling around the halls of Beacon, lost in thought. Students became faceless nobodies as she shuffled her feet, her heart and head, heavy.
"You look like hell."
Weiss raised her head and frowned at the sight. Felix Terrabuster stood before her, munching on something as per usual. In this case, a brown bag filled with what looked like…
"Are those bread rolls?" asked the heiress.
Felix shook his head, taking a bite out of one and showing her the insides. “Bacon cheeseburger pizza rolls. Want one?”
On any other day, Weiss would tell Felix to leave her alone, but in her state, not only was she desperate for some somewhat normal company, she was hungry.
"Sure." she said, taking the one offered to her. Biting into it, she ‘mmm’d’ appreciatively, the cheesy, meaty, bacony goodness filling her mouth. "These aren’t bad. Where’d you get them?"
"Uria taught me how, back at Lodestar. So, what’s on your mind, princess?"
She couldn’t possibly tell him about what was really troubling her, so she settled for lying. “Well, a…friend of mind is having trouble with their gir—boyfriend.”
"Let’s walk and talk, I hate standing around."
Weiss nodded, joining Felix on his walk to wherever, asking for another bacon cheeseburger pizza ball after she finished the first. “So, my friend isn’t doing do well with their boyfriend—”
"Performance issues?" asked Felix, scarfing down a whole ball himself.
"No! I mean, no." Weiss replied, catching herself. The two rounded the corner, and the heiress’ voice dropped to a low whisper. "Nothing like that. More of an issue of…well, my friend’s boyfriend want them to talk dirty to her."
"Funny. I didn’t think Ruby was the type of girl into dirty-talking."
Weiss froze in her tracks, giving Felix a horrified look. “You-you-you-you-how did you know!?”
Felix smirked and ate another of the bacon cheeseburger pizza balls. “I’m not always in berserker mode, Snowflake. Plus, you’re really transparent. No pun intended.”
Weiss sighed. “Yes, it’s true. Ruby wants me to talk dirty to her.”
"Well, what’s so bad about that?"
"I suck at it."
Felix raised an eyebrow. “I think that’s the closest I’ve heard you swear.”
Weiss blushed and slapped Felix’s arm. “Jerk. Anyway, and I know I’m going to regret this, but…can you…give me some advice?”
"Yeah. Just be you."
Weiss stared at Felix in bewilderment. “That’s it?”
The berserker laughed, clapping Weiss on the back lightly. “Were you expecting some sage advice? No, this is the best I can give, Snowflake. Don’t try and force or strain yourself. Just do what comes naturally. Listen to that cold, icy, tsundere heart of yours.”
"You know…I never in my life thought I would say this, but…thank you, Felix."
The brunette smiled, tossing her the last pizza ball. “Anytime, kiddo. Give Roobs my best.”
"I will." Weiss replied with a smile.
"Give her <i>your</i> best, too." he said with a wink, rounding the next corner.
It took a second for Weiss to realize the innuendo. “That’s not funny!” she replied, but Felix was already gone.
Weiss slowly creaked open the door to the dorm, eyes searching around. To her relief, Blake and Yang were gone, but the room was still occupied.
"Weiss!" Ruby screamed, zooming over to the surprised fencer, her Semblance leaving behind a trail of rose petals.
"Where’ve you been; I’ve been looking for you all day! I wanted to apologize for this morning. I shouldn’t have laughed at you this morning because you can’t talk dirty because I know not everyone’s good at everything, but you have to admit it was kinda funny but I’m still so, so, SO sorry and I hope you can forgive me because I love you so much and I hope you won’t break up with me especially over something like this because—"
Ruby squeaked as Weiss pulled her close, spun her around, slammed her against the door and pinned her there, pressing a finger to her lips.
"Shut your mouth, you goth slut." came Weiss’ voice in a husky, throaty purr that made Ruby’s knees shiver and face burn red.
"W-What’d you say?" stammered the brunette, yelping when Weiss smacked her rear.
"You know damn well what I said, whore." Weiss replied, planting biting, rough kisses on Ruby’s neck. "Shut." Kiss. "Your." Kiss. "Damn." Kiss. "Mouth." Kiss. "Understand?"
Ruby nodded weakly, melting under Weiss’ touch and harsh, arousing words. “Yes, ma’am.”
"Good girl." Weiss then gripped Ruby’s head, forcing the girl against her crotch. "Lick, and don’t stop until I say different."
And as the scythe-wielder obeyed, and Weiss’ legs turned to jelly as Ruby’s tongue took her to new heights, she recalled Felix’s words about bent herself. In her own way, being herself worked, simply by virtues of her urge to, whenever Ruby went off on one of her tangents, to shut up.