The oddest thing to Ruby about the new arrangement was the second pair of hands.

When Cinder had been the only one touching her, it had been more of rougher, textured love, fingertips trailing down milky thighs with a sense of urgency that she passed to Ruby like a flame to a torch. But now that Emerald was here, it was breathtaking to feel her skin - there was so much of it, tanned, smooth, luxuriously warm - against her arms, trailing wet, soft kisses down the juncture of her shoulder and neck.

Cinder and Emerald would often hold court over Ruby, teasing her with their long fingers and claiming her slowly, inch by inch, until the younger girl was trembling, arching into every other touch as if she was possessed.

And maybe she was.

There was something about the way that they moved around her, sinuous and perfectly in tandem, Cinder unlacing Ruby's corset with a careful, practiced hand, while Emerald licked down Ruby's neck, throwing the loosened garment onto the floor after Cinder had finished with it.

The kisses were hotter than sin. It should have been outlawed, how well they could kiss, their tongues smoothing over the parted seam of Ruby's pretty pink mouth, and they swallowed her moans and cries, drinking them down like fine aged wine.

The attention that they lavished onto the Huntress often made her shy at some times, especially when the thick red petticoats of her daily uniform were flipped around her legs, and each woman would cradle her hip, stroking slowly with the most cautious of hands.

Ruby was a sight to behold, bracketed in guttering candlelight, hands scrabbling for purchase on Cinder's bedsheets, hips rocking into their hands, greedily searching for her next kiss. It was something else entirely, that the first time Emerald had witnessed her whining and writhing, that she had glanced over at Cinder, who looked rather nonplussed.

"Pretty pet," Cinder crooned, pulling the younger girl by her legs down to the end of the bed. Ruby squealed - a noise that was half surprise and half pleasure; the rasp of Cinder's hands against her stockings was the sweetest slip and slide of skin that she had ever felt - and the older woman rolled down her socks slowly, eyes glowing with a fire that couldn't be contained.

The first thick stocking came away millimeter by millimeter, until skin the color of creamy flushed roses was revealed, from the womanly shift of Ruby's thigh to her calf, and the coltish ankles that flexed and twisted with the constant voltage of electricity of dragging touches.

"Go on, Emerald." Cinder jutted her chin towards Ruby's right leg, still concealed with black wool. "Claim your prize." Her voice was deliciously rough, edged with gravel and a purr that bounced off the pocket of her throat. It was easy to see that she was worked up herself, what with the way that she moved her hipbones in a shifting dance in an idle moment.

Emerald watched Ruby for a reaction, scarlet eyes intent on bringing out a satisfactory acknowledgement. She teased the soft inner curve of her thigh with fingernails, pressure strong enough to be felt through cloth and the veiled haze of arousal.

Ruby moved as if a woman was making her fugue from the cage of her body, often slipping in the randomest declarations and pleas ("Oh, please, touch me, touch everything,) ("Please, please, I'm on fire, please, just kiss me, just hold me down - just wanna be yours,") and Emerald would have to pause, caught off guard by the unadulterated filthiness of everything in the midst of her wake.

"Oh…" Ruby whimpered, fingers flying to the curve of her mouth and rubbing absently against her teeth. "Emerald." Her voice was evenly edged, but the way she said it, the way her tongue rolled the last syllable - it was heaven on earth, a blissful flame eating her from the inside out.

Emerald's hands found the top of the sock, where it lay tucked beneath the edge of Ruby's underwear, and ignored that tempting distraction to strip Ruby's leg, stopping once in a while to kiss a mark into the flesh of her thigh, to lower her teeth against the peak of her thin, sweetly formed kneecap.

Pleasure flooded through the both of them, Emerald through the jaw and Ruby through her right leg, and it was bone-rattling, the way that Ruby shuddered, bucking against Emerald's mouth and reaching blindly to kiss Cinder with an open mouth.

Cinder's fingers roamed across Ruby's collar, long nails hooking in her heaving clavicle. The older woman's tongue was slick against Ruby's mouth, and the heated pressure of her lips was something else entirely, especially when they trailed across her cheeks, down her jaw, incisors nibbling at the ripe underneath of her cherubic chin.

Emerald hummed against Ruby's leg, where she slowly moved down soft skin, dragging her bottom lip against the artful craft of her ankle, and nipping at a small birthmark for good measure.

"She's been debauched." Emerald said conversationally to Cinder, tracing the woman's shoulder blades with her fingers. "Truly, truly ruined." Cinder moved away from where she was applying thick layers of her lipstick across Ruby's mouth, moaning when Ruby kissed her with a flash of teeth.

"The little one merely follows by example." Her drawl was interrupted when Emerald slanted her mouth across Cinder's. The older woman returned the gesture tenfold, wrapping her hands around Emerald's waist, holding her like a lover. They kissed above Ruby, who watched, enraptured by the constantly changing position of their mouths, the barely visible flick of tongues catching against the slippery wetness of lips.

Ruby sat up to nose across the yoke of Emerald's shoulders, breathing in the loamy scent of her, the exotic smell of sand and desert days, sunbaked clay and silt and cactus flowers tamped into her skin, a part of her flesh. She outlined her bones with the tip of her tongue, catching the taste of her perfume, tracing it against the roof of her mouth to make it a part of her now.

Emerald shivered when Ruby bent on all fours to lick the small of her back, the delicate etching that had never been tended to with such care before. It was art, the way that they formed around each other, to kiss and touch and lick.

"I-Is it true, Ruby?" Emerald gasped out as she broke the kiss, allowing Cinder to kiss down her neck. The younger girl hummed against her waist, from where she was scattering wet kisses onto the planes of her tanned stomach.

"Is what true?"

"Do you learn to be bad by watching or do you learn through - ah - " Cinder raked her teeth across the hollow of Emerald's throat, rendering her speechless for a few moments. "Different methods?" Emerald spoke with half-shut eyes, groaning when Ruby and Cinder managed to bite her at the same time. She rolled her hips involuntarily and fisted her hand in Ruby's hair, pulling a bit so that the younger girl could look at her, wide silver eyes as shiny as coins.

Ruby considered the question with great care while still managing to tongue at Emerald's stomach like a petulant kitten, before sitting back and answering.

"Little bit of both, I guess."

Cinder chuckled from the path of kisses she was scorching into Emerald's skin.

"I like watching you two go at it," Ruby giggled at herself. "But I also like a more… hands-on education." She wiggled her brows and Emerald returned the risque motion through dark, shadowed eyes. Instead of making Ruby laugh again, which should have been the normal reaction, it made her blush.

Cinder brought the attention back to her by gripping Emerald by the waist and pulling her closer to her mouth. Emerald arched her back suddenly, almost falling backwards by the surprise and shuddered, teeth almost chattering.

Ruby oohed at that, and ran her hand down Emerald's stomach, thumbing across the lipstick marks and rubbing them deeper into dark, soft skin.

"Pretty…" Ruby whispered and Cinder smiled into skin.

"Isn't she?" Cinder murmured. After a few more passes of her tongue, Cinder spoke again. "As for your education, Emerald and I are more than happy to oblige to teach you the ropes." Cinder dug her thumbs into her hipbones and Emerald moaned.

"Come here, sweetie. I'll teach you how to make someone scream."