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"Shh, babygirl," Terra murmured. Blake's skin was hot and flushed against her fingertips as she ran her palms up and down her body. It would've certainly been more fair to not knead her breasts just so if she wanted Blake to stay quiet, but Terra had discovered that, in the privacy of the bedroom, "mercy" was something she had a preciously trifle supply of.

Not to say that she was cruel, no, far from it. Which was exactly why she had Blake bound to a well-used chair with those beautiful black silk ribbons of her, carefully woven to press delectable indents across her naked skin. She had gotten a bit carried away with the tie after securing Blake's legs, so the weave formed an aesthetic harness across her torso which framed her breasts perfectly before it disappeared behind her to keep her arms to the backrest. It then reached up to wrap around Blake's head, covering her eyes with a doubled coin knot to keep her in the dark. She'd have to ask Blake to get longer ribbons next time since she hadn't had enough length to also wrap it around her neck like a collar, and that delineation of black between her head and the torso was criminally absent.

The blindfold made all the difference. Blake was remarkably good at keeping her composure under pressure – a magnificently attractive trait to have, and even more fun to put to the test – but her ears were a dead giveaway. It was difficult to not stare at their little motions at the best of times, so now Terra could indulge and watch every twitch and flick of them while she toyed with Blake's body. Terra settled behind her and pressed her lips against the whorl on the top of Blake's head. It took every bit of her self-restraint to not nibble on the soft fuzzy edge of the ear there, but alas, Blake preferred her not to.

She had other ways, though.

"Look at you," she whispered in a low, quiet voice, her lips right at the base of the sensitive ear which flicked in response. She took her time, lifting her hands under Blake's breasts and slowly kneading them, slipping one higher to lightly pinch her nipple which caused the ear to tremble delectably as Blake tensed up. "I've barely even touched you, and you're making such a mess for me."

The shibari had taken a while and Terra had scarcely kept her hands off Blake since the first knot, but that was neither here nor there. What mattered were the reactions. The subtle shifting of her hips, the wavering exhales, the measured way she swallowed. How her jaw clenched as Terra pinched the nipple harder, and the building anticipation as Terra palmed her other breast, slowly pulling her fingers to a point around her hard nipple before simply letting them slide off with the lightest touch to leave her hanging.

"Plea—please." Blake's breath hitched in the middle in a way that sent the most pleasurable shiver down Terra's core.

"No words, now," she cooed and lowered her head to ghost her lips on Blake's cheek. "I would hate to gag such a pretty mouth."

A half-lie and an empty threat, since she'd love to gag especially such a pretty mouth with a nice ribbon cleave gag and make Blake drool all over her chest, but she was out of ribbons and the only thing at hand was one of those tacky red ballgags Yang had brought.

Luckily, Blake either bought into it or played along, just nodding slightly.

"Good girl." Terra smiled as Blake's ears flattened against her scalp at the words, and she slid her fingers down Blake's side. Smooth black silk and pale skin alternated under her fingertips until she reached the hip, and she took a moment to appreciate the wave of goosebumps that spread from the point of contact. She had all the time in the world, so she luxuriated in palming Blake's soft inner thigh and tracing a figure against it to draw out an uncontrolled twitch of her hips. She lifted her hand until just a single finger touched, and slowly traced her way up the zigzag of the weave until her fingertip rested right above Blake's mons.

Terra hummed. "You look so beautiful like this," she murmured, and slid her finger down, over the buck of Blake's hips and leaving it to rest right above her clitoral hood to draw a sharp inhale from Blake. "So tense and ready."

Ready for what? Who knew. Being eaten out until she tapped out, an hour of teasing, being tied down on a vibrator, choking on the pretty purple strap she so liked... But the specifics mattered less than the fact that all of them and more were rushing through Blake's head at the very moment. Terra knew it well, that barely coherent rush of colliding wants and needs that left Blake bucking her hips against her hand.

"There, there." Terra pressed a kiss against Blake's neck, and chose to linger as she splayed her fingers between Blake's legs and spread her open. The combination of teeth against her skin and her pussy so exposed to the empty room drove a strained whimper from Blake's throat, and Terra held her there. The room might have been empty except for the two of them, but she could just about hear Blake's imagined audience populate it. Blake throbbed, urgently, and the slickness between her legs left Terra adjusting her hold to keep her open.

"So wet..." Terra smiled against Blake's neck. "Should I go down there and lick you clean properly?" One fingertip sliding between Blake's lips, not entering just yet. "Get a nice and close look at you. How you throb, how you leak." As Blake tensed up, she started curling the finger in, and got a beautiful, choked whine from Blake for her efforts. "How your clit pulses when I blow a puff of air on it."

She clenched around Terra's finger, legs trying to clamp together and straining against the ribbons. Terra held still for a moment to let Blake catch her breath, eyes intently watching how her mouth moved as she swallowed, wet her lips and mouthed out a swear. Maybe she hadn't lied, it would've been a shame to put a gag on that.

Terra slid her finger out and pushed it back in immediately, setting a slow pace which straightened Blake's spine. "I could properly inspect you like it. Watch how you buck when I toy with you. Or how hard you clench when I make you cum." Blake's hips followed her motions, and she angled her palm to grind against her clit. "Maybe record you. See if you orgasm differently when it's Yang between your legs. We could compare notes."

Blake inhaled sharply, tensing and turning her head away. It wasn't quite the shake of her head, but Terra charitably interpreted it as one and pulled her hand away, leaving Blake hanging. "No?"

"F—fuc—" Blake stuttered, catching herself but bucking her hips. She must've been close.

Delicious. Terra bit her lip and pressed her own legs together, indulging in the pleasant friction before exhaling and blowing a puff of air on Blake's cheek which sent her Faunus ears swiveling. "Shh. I'll let you cool down a moment, then." The want and frustration etched on the tautness of Blake's jawline was delectable, and she leaned in to place a light kiss on her lips. Blake pressed forward, but Terra broke the contact and pulled away with a happy hum.

It was both both a blessing and a curse with how acute Blake's hearing was. On the one hand, it made her all the more sensitive to little sounds and light murmurs. Terra had weaponized that to great effect at the dinner table by subtly unzipping her jeans once – a tiny, inaudibly low rumble in the hubbub – but the twitch f Blake's ears and the resulting blush as they locked eyes told her everything she needed to know about where Blake's train of thought had headed.

But on the other hand, it also made it absolutely impossible to open the minifridge in the room to take out the ice tray. That element of surprise was irrevocably lost, but she made do. She hummed to herself as if casually while keeping her eyes on Blake, and the sound of the door seal opening had Blake's ears perking straight up. Terra picked out a tray from the freezer compartment – almost empty, she had told told told them to refill it – and slid out an ice cube.

"Now, where were we..." She made her way back to Blake, taking a moment to admire her. Toned, aching and flushed body, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths, the damp spot on the chair she was sitting on, the way her ears were completely locked on to Terra. Could Blake hear her breathe? Her pulse? The way the fabric of her shirt rustled if she ran her hand up her own chest? Terra put her fingers under Blake's chin and lifted her head.

She should ask later. Instead, she slid the ice cube in her own mouth before leaning down to continue the kiss.

Blake pressed against her eagerly, then flinched as she made contact with the cold ice. Terra couldn't hold back her smile, but she pressed on nonetheless and pushed her tongue in, taking control of the kiss. The ice cube slipped between their tongues before Terra pulled away, leaving Blake panting.

"Keep that cool for me for a moment, hm?" she said, pressing a finger on Blake's lips to keep the cube in. She could stew like that for a little bit, until—

Blake's ears swiveled towards downstairs, and a moment later, Terra heard the front door open.

Oh.

"...while I go greet whoever came back." She smirked, leaning in to breathe against Blake's human ear. "Which one do you think? Yang or Saphron? I'm sure you'll recognize the voice, but what about the tongue?"

Blake stiffened. The blush on her face crept down her neck, and they'd have to hurry before the ice cube steamed in her mouth. "And when I bring them up, you'll have no idea if it's blue or lilac eyes looking up at you." She lowered her hand, feeling Blake's midsection tense before she cupped her, feeling the wetness. "Settling between your legs. Watching you. Tasting you." For effect, she leaned in to give the side of Blake's face a short lick, ending on the base of her ear and lowering her voice to a whisper. "Feeling how you orgasm... And you wouldn't even know which name to whimper."

Blake moaned; urgent, desperate and garbled by the ice cube in her mouth, her whole body shivering. Terra swallowed and took a steadying breath before raising her slick hand and giving Blake's cheek a short pat. "Just give me a few," she said and straightened herself. She unlocked and opened the door, deliberated for half a second before leaving it wide open as she stepped into the hallway. "You won't even know I'm gone."