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Don’t hate me cuz you ain’t me.

Blake sighed a bit in frustration, glancing down at her watch. 'She's twenty minutes late...',she observed, not especially happy with her girlfriend.

It was their two year anniversary dinner. Normally, Blake would let it slide if Yang was two, maybe five minutes late. But twenty whole minutes late, and on this day of all days?

9. Jawline biting

Yang was shaking.

Weiss’s ears flicked and she paused, gently brushing her lips over the red marks she’d left all over the blonde’s jaw. She’d been painfully close to her girlfriend’s ear when the shaking had come to her attention, and as much as she didn’t want to stop—the heat coiling in her stomach practically begged her to continue—she didn’t want to continue if Yang was uncomfortable.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, pushing golden strands of hair out of her lover’s eyes.

Yang took a deep breath and grinned, rubbing Weiss’s ears and giving her a chaste kiss. “I’m perfect, princess,” she laughed. “This going slow stuff is just getting me worked up, is all.”

Weiss smirked, giving Yang’s jaw another light bite. “That’s the idea, wildfire.”

Yang laughed again, as Weiss started biting her way back along her jaw, up to her ear. “So you plan to make me completely lose my mind before I even come?”

“… Well, yes.”

So I know I rolled 7 before, but this was just so perfect for Coup AU that I couldn't reroll.

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7. Scratches

Yang hadn’t gone into her relationship with Weiss a virgin. She’d had sex with other women before, and a few of those women had been faunus. The former knight was then, understandably, very familiar with the fact that when it came to faunus, clawing and biting kind of came with the act of sex.

So Yang was used to being clawed and bitten, even if she’d been chaste before meeting Weiss. Having sex with random women as ‘rewards’ for her rescuing them had lost the glitter quickly, and Yang had decided to wait until there was an emotional connection with someone else before pursuing a sexual relationship.

Then she had sworn her loyalty to the future queen of the Schnee kingdom, and had found the emotional connection she’d craved. And it turned out that Weiss also liked to scratch; to dig her claws into Yang’s skin and drag, to the point of drawing blood. The queen’s marks often lingered for days, long after the night of passion that had caused her to inflict them in the first place.

Yang knew that she could have healed the marks with magic. She’d often done so in the past, with other women she’d slept with while she had still traveled the land as the Golden Dragon.

But she never did that when Weiss’s scratches were left on her skin. In her mind, there was no reason to.

Weiss loved her. Yang was proud to bear the proof of that on her skin, for everyone to see and know just who she belonged to. Who the queen belonged to.