The swirling black syrup soothed Weiss' throat. She sighed; it seemed a very idealistic scene. It was cold wintery day, and in a nice warm coffee shop, a pretty young lady, sitting alone drinking a strong cup of its most expensive coffee. Weiss felt that the situation, however, could not have been worse.

The hot, milky, slightly bitter taste of the coffee seemed to chase away the chilly feeling in the pit of Weiss' stomach. But it couldn't take her mind of this stupid predicament. Weiss stirred her coffee and gazed into the swirling sugary syrup, as if wishing it would swallow her sorrows. She sighed; brooding was the only thing that seemed to make Weiss' feelings coherent in her own mind.

It was her team leader's birthday tomorrow, and despite all her money and resources, the heiress had neglected to buy her anything. She had in fact come to this shop, her favourite place no less, so as to finally come to a decision. Weiss placed her hand on her cheek and leaded against the table, staring into the swirling inky lava, as if wishing for the answer to appear.

It wasn't due to dislike that she hadn't gotten Ruby anything. No, she had grown quite fond of her, even though she was a completely idiotic child and nowhere near as competent as Weiss. But she did have to admit that she was determined and…

Weiss stifled a blush and began drinking her coffee faster, so much so that it burned her mouth. SHE hadn't meant to think that, it had just slipped into her train of thought. But the other troubling thought inside Weiss' head was still lingering, even though she knew it was no big deal. It wasn't a thought that Weiss would have expected to find so troubling. But the blush that kept plastering her face was evident enough.

It was about 3 Arc.

Ever since she had met him, that clueless moron had been harassing her, attempting ineptly to flirt. He even had the sheer temerity to ask Weiss out on a date, the nerve! Weiss' face twitched in annoyance at the mental image of his stupid face as he asked her out. How he had begged for her presence, how he had pleaded for her feelings, pathetic!

'But…'

Weiss kept drinking her coffee, trying to suppress the thought before her brain processed it. She screwed up her face and tried to not care, like she knew she didn't. But it was impossible. Weiss knew deep in her mind that this worry was significant, to her at least. She had to think about this if she wanted it to make sense.

Weiss noticed that, in her mood, she had finished her coffee rather quickly. She lifted the cup up lazily and looked into it, almost tragically. That dumbass had been pestering Weiss for months and she hated him a little bit more each time he stuck he brainless head through her dorm room door. This was true. She was sure of her facts and feelings. When Weiss remembered this, she regained an almost content state, until that despicable little thought popped into her head again.

'But…he's stopped recently'.

Weiss put down the empty coffee cup, and stood up intending to use the bathroom before leaving the coffee shop. Her step was as confident as ever, but the pace seemed slightly more frantic than usual. She was a regular here, so Weiss knew the owner, and felt quite at home. All the same, she did not have a very strong bladder, and that coffee had gone right through her.

It was true, not that she cared obviously. But that moron had been bothering her less lately. He seemed to be spending a lot more time with Pyrrha, training apparently. Lucky kid, getting trained by a regional champion, he'll need all the help he can get. But despite the peace that his absence brought, the fact of the matter was too blatant to ignore, not that there was any problem or anything.

But in the deepest most honest part of Weiss' mind, she knew what the problem was, why she felt this biting yearning whenever she saw him, why she spend her lunch periods staring at his stupid face instead of eating a thing.

She missed it.

She missed being fawned over, she missed being chased and perused by that dullard. She didn't like him, god no! There were no feelings. What Weiss was missing was the attention that came with such impotent advances.

Weiss came back from her internal monolog to realise that her bladder was now throbbing painfully, and that she had stopped at the door to the girl's lavatory. Giving herself a little shake, she entered the bathroom.

It was a fairly well kept place, which was good because Weiss had a thing about unhygienic bathrooms. The lights were all working and there were no windows, which Weiss thought was a good quality for a bathroom. She saw with a small twinge of dismay that all but one of the stalls were occupied. Now really feeling he strength leaving her body with the pressure, Weiss walked briskly over to the free toilet stall, opened the door and stepped inside.

She needed to go so much, that she had removed her underwear and sat down on the toilet before she had even noticed it. The lock…the lock on the door…it was broken. Weiss couldn't believe she had made such a stupid mistake. Of course it was unoccupied, because it was broken! But Weiss' bladder didn't care, She had already let go and the urine had already begun to flow and there was no stopping it now.

Weiss began to panic; if someone came in they would see her! The humiliation would be unbearable! Weiss tried to reach the door with her hand, with the intent to hold it shut. But her hand was just an agonising inch too short to reach the door. Weiss though about using her semblance, but she hadn't ever stopped anything as small as hinges. If she used the glyphs, the door might get destroyed. She couldn't risk it.

The urine was still coming out, how much coffee had she drank in her conflicted state? Weiss wasn't even close to being empty. She had been panicking so much that Weiss hadn't noticed something, something that made her stop thinking about the stupid door. Despite there being four stalls in that bathroom, Weiss hadn't heard anyone leave since she had entered. All she could hear as some soft humming coming from the stall next to her.

'That song…I know that song'.

"Ruby"? Weiss called out, timidly.

The humming stopped and the soft girlish voice of Ruby Rose answered Weiss' call. It did however, sound slightly pained.

"Hey…Weiss"

"What are you doing in here"?

"Yang and I had a muffin eating contest" Ruby stammered out, clearing dealing with her own problems too. "I won…and now I'm really feelin' it."

Weiss wrinkled her nose as she imagined it, god they were so…unladylike! But Weiss still had a question for her leader.

"Hey Ruby, why are those other two girls still in here"?

"What"? Ruby answered, sounding confused. "What others, It's just us"?

"But the other stalls-" Weiss began before Ruby cut cross her.

"Oh, there not occupied, they're broken."

This made Weiss finally relax. It didn't solve her problem, but it did mean that the only person in that bathroom with her was someone kind. Even though she sounded like she was going to puke any second now.

Just as Weiss thought this, she heard a horrible rumbling noise coming from Ruby's cubicle, followed by a moan. She was clearly very sick.

Feeling that it would be quite awkward to sit in the quiet while the steady stream of urine hit the toilet, Weiss decided to continue the conversation.

"You...Are you looking forward to your birthday"?

Weiss immediately kicked herself mentally for asking such a condescending question, but Ruby didn't seem to have noticed. On the contrary, she seemed to have her spirits lifted by Weiss' mention of the occasion.

"Yeah, I can't wait to be sixteen" She sang joyfully. "Then I'll only be one year younger than you guys"!

"Ha-ha, yes I suppose you will, for a while." Weiss laughed in spite of herself, she thought that Ruby sounded adorable when she was excited. Weiss shuddered as she finally ran on empty. She allowed herself a long steady exhale, in order to calm herself down from the ruffling events that had caused her so much grief.

"How are you feeling"? Weiss asked Ruby again, slightly embarrassed at showing concern for her.

"I feel better now."

"Are you sure"?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

Weiss heard the click of a lock being opened and heard the door swing open.

"See ya' around Weiss" Ruby called out jauntily. With that, she left the bathroom.

As soon as Weiss heard the door close, she got haphazardly off the toilet seat and quickly moved to the one Ruby had just departed. She wanted to drip dry in a secure stall. Going outside while still wet would be unpleasant. However, when she entered the stall and firmly made sure that the lock worked, she noticed that this whole cubicle smelled of her, Ruby's scent seemed to coat the whole thing.

The smell made a new blush flash across her face and her had instinctively twitched towards her crotch, which was now emitting that familiar tingly feeling. Weiss felt the urge, like she so often did back in her dorm room when she smelled this. At night, she could smell it, a mixture of roses and cinnamon toast. She loved it.

For you see Weiss was not entirely as she seemed. The truth was that her appetites were for…less conventional means. To put it bluntly, she was into girls. But she wasn't attracted to the more feminine members of team RWBY…for certain reasons.

Yang was way too hot; Weiss felt intimidated, as well as scared of what venereal diseases she might catch from someone so slutty. And Blake…well…if her father found out she was a lesbian, he'd go berserk. If he found out that she was dating a Faunus, he'd disown her. If he found out that Weiss was a lesbian in a romantic relationship with a female Faunus, who was a former member of the white fang, he would wipe Beacon academy off the map and then claim it was an accident.

And Ruby…well…

Weiss blushed again, to be honest; she was also a bit of a closet lolicon. Not that she wanted to go around hurting kids, no way. She simply had a small weakness for people of age whom were less attractive than her. This stemmed from a slight insecurity she had about her own figure. It wasn't like Weiss didn't think that her body was hot. But she had a thing for a girl who's…assets…were lesser than hers.

She couldn't wait; the stress of her situation was killing her, along with the guilt of seeing that stupid kid so cute and excited was too much to bear. Weiss never got a chance to do it anymore because she was self-conscious of doing around three other girls. Since she barely got any alone time anymore, the opportunities to masturbate were very few and far between, and thus quite valuable to Weiss.

It did feel weird doing it in a bathroom, but Ruby's scent had dissuaded any resolve to be strong from Weiss' body. Nobody could get in here right? She had privacy and she was going to use it.

Slowly, Weiss reached down, and began to tentatively rub her clit. The effects were instant. Any attempts she could make to keep quiet suddenly became quite difficult as she had started to involuntarily finger herself, Weiss' hand and hips seeming to move by themselves. She began to pant and sweat as she tickled that most sensitive point of her figure, until she broke. Weiss knew that this had been a long time coming, but even she couldn't recall a time where she had cum so quickly…or so much.

Not five moments after Weiss had begun teasing herself had her body given in to pleasure and violently squirted against the locked cubicle door. While still revelling in the euphoria of doing something so dirty in a nice clean bathroom that didn't even belong to her, Weiss couldn't help but be disappointed at how fast she had finished. Back home, she had been able to last for whole minutes at a time. That was impressive right?

But the fact that the tingling had not stopped told Weiss that her pussy was not yet satisfied and Weiss could feel it. Raising her nose again, she took in the smell of her leader once again. Similar to before, it ignited her womb and made the tingling a million times worse. This time, Weiss couldn't help but let out a moan, she was in ecstasy, her fingers were skilfully circling the entrance of her pussy whilst her other hand was gently groping Weiss' left breast.

With a single lewd squish sound, followed by a full on scream from Weiss, the wandering fingers finally plunged into her soaked quivering cunt. Much like she supposed a dick would, Weiss' fingers began moving in and out with mounting speed, pumping all of the lust from Weiss. She was beginning to lose her grip on her surroundings as her brain was lost in pleasure. She was NOT paying attention to her volume anymore.

The speed of her fingers was starting to make her love nectar fly all over the stall, soaking her clothes and washing her leaders scent away with Weiss'. Weiss' long slender fingers had always been able to reach deep inside of her and pull out the annoying dirty feeling that kept her from sleeping. But this time wasn't so clinical, she wanted to do it. Ruby smells had forced her to.

With another squirt, Weiss knew that she was at her limit, but her fingers wouldn't stop until she came again. Beneath her clothes, Weiss could feel how hard her nipples had become. Her other had was just as skilful, just as intimate. They knew her; both of them knew Weiss and stimulated her in all the ways they liked to stimulate her. Weiss was beginning to drool, drawing short and frenetic breaths in order to keep up with her heart, which was beating a mile a minute.

It would have been the most enthralling, unforgettable orgasm of Weiss' life…if the door had not been smacked free of the lock, which broke like egg shells against the force that pushed it, a moment later. Weiss watched, as if in slow motion, as the door swung open revealing the green face of her team leader. She had clearly come back due to her sickness. But all thoughts of her own personal health seemed to fade away at the sight of Weiss, splayed out on a toilet, her legs apart. What happened next was something neither Weiss nor Ruby could prevent. Despite being so shocked and embarrassed, Weiss was in the throngs of pleasure when she had been interrupted, and as this whole incident had proved, the human body does what it wants sometimes. Weiss couldn't stop her fingers from drilling her and the orgasm spurted out anyway.

.…

Ruby stood there, her eyes widening as her face and torso were drenched in Weiss' love nectar.

For a moment, nobody said anything; both Weiss and Ruby seemed to be taking in their own personal horrors. Ruby seemed to be in some kind of trance as she stared at the bizarre sight. She couldn't seem to find the right words to describe how she felt.

Excuses, alibies and insane lies pelted around Weiss' head, each more useless than the last. Weiss couldn't seem to think what to say either. She didn't know how to feel either. Should she be angry? Embarrassed? Scared? Apologetic? She didn't know. Weiss had never been in a situation like this before.

"I…I'm sorry"! Ruby blurted out, averting her eyes. "I'll just…bye"!

And with a whirl of rose petals, she was gone. Weiss uselessly called out to her, intending to explain. But she was no match for her in terms of sheer speed.

"Ah, miss Schnee" the cashier greeted the heiress pleasantly enough as she exited the bathroom, ashen faced. "Will that be all"? Weiss walked over to the counter, opened her purse, and emptied it. After all of the lien she had on her was in front of the bewildered cashier, she bowed curtly and turned to leave.

"Um miss"! He called out curiously. "You've given me too much money, what's the rest for"?!

Weiss stopped at the door and looked back over her shoulder. She had a red face once again and she couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye.

"Clean up." Weiss muttered quickly, before exiting a coffee shop that she knew she would never set foot in again. She shut the door, leaving a cashier with a red tinge forming on his face too.