Tainted love (Blake x MaleReader)

Chapter 6

I open my eye to find that the three other girls have already changed into their uniforms. They're whispering to each other, probably deciding if they should wake us up or not. I see Ruby hanging onto a whistle.

Oh dear.

I look down to Blake and find her still asleep, cuddling me with a gentle smile on her lips.

I don't want Ruby -or anyone- bothering her sleep, so I decide to make it known that I'm awake, before our team leader is tempted to use the whistle.

"Morning." I say in their direction and my other three teammates turn to look at me. Weiss' cheeks are slightly pink.

"Morning" Yang smiles at me. Her face betrays nothing, but I can still feel her jealousy. Ruby and Weiss repeat the greeting.

"So..." Ruby scratches her head while her eyes fly from me to Blake and back.

I chuckle "how about we catch up with you at breakfast in ten? I need to defuse the Blake-bomb before she's ready for school."

"Blake-bomb?"

I point toward the whistle in Ruby's hand "She's always had a problem with loud noises, and I'm too close for comfort."

They blush and nod and leave us after they finish gathering their things.

I then look down at the black-haired angel at my side and can't help but smile, relishing in the feeling coming from my own self.

"Are you going to keep pretending to be asleep?"

She opens an eye to look at me and pouts.

"Do we really have to go?" her arm goes over my chest to grab my side, so she can snuggle closer. "I've never slept so well."

I bend down to kiss her on the lips and smile when she stretches to meet me half-way.

We keep kissing until she starts purring and her leg drapes over me.

First day of school and we're making out?

Yeah, no.

"Angel" I say, leaving her lips, only to find myself grabbed by the hair and pulled back.

Ok. So, we might make out a little.

And some more....

"Ok, I think that's enough." My good hand is somewhere under her derrière, while the prosthetic rests over her hips. Her hands are lost under my shirt, claws out.

She protests with a little growl that is ten times more sensual than...

Err... than anything else?

In my defense, having my crush kissing my neck is mighty distracting.

A couple more minutes pass, not that I'm counting, but I get the feeling that time is ticking out.

"Bella" I try again, only to have her nibble on my neck, which causes something to rise down south and poke her in the belly. Her moans are getting louder.

Ok then. If gentler tactics don't work, then I'll have to get physical.

I grab one of her wrists and pull it over her head, followed closely by the other one. I'm practically on top of her, and her hips keep grinding over my shaft, making it hard to think. But I refuse to take her like this. I've heard women like their first time to be romantic and special, not a quickie in her dorm room.

I growl low and push myself away from her tender torture.

"Blake, we've got to go."

"No" she shakes her head from side to side. Her golden eyes open to meet mine and she smiles sensually "don't you want me?"

I growl back and bite her in the neck as she did me before. She moans again, and her legs go up and around my hips, trying to pull me down.

Gods. This woman in trying to kill me.

Truth is, I'd probably let her.

"The girls might come looking for us soon."

"M-hmmm" She pushes her head forward to kiss me. I respond in kind before I catch myself and push away.

"Babe, seriously. We'll be late for class."

"Hang school, I want you."

Those words prove to be my undoing.