Graduation

Wrote this for a Tumblr prompt, but figured I'd post it here too. Plus, hadn't updated in a while... sorry!

"You sure, Nikos?"

Pyrrha gestured towards her glass, nodding. "Brassière remplis verse plus d'alcool!"

Yang stared for a moment, then shook her head and sighed. "If you say so. If you feel like you're gonna start getting sick, tell me. I'll get you to the bathroom and hold your hair, and-"

"Plus d'alcool!" Pyrrha said, insistently gesturing.

"Fine..." Yang filled up the glass, her mouth opening slightly when Pyrrha threw the shot back without flinching.

On the other end of the room, cheers erupted from Nora and Ruby as Jaune and Ren took simultaneous shots.

Blake and Weiss were curled up on a couch in the sideroom, having both had more than enough of the festivities.

Interestingly enough, Yang was almost certain they'd fallen asleep on seperate couches, but that was a matter for when they woke up.

All in all, it was a good graduation party. Copious amounts of liquor, ten hotel rooms reserved for them one for each and two party rooms, (courtesy of one Weiss Schnee), and good company.

Plus, Yang was getting Pyrrha waaaaay to drunk to fool around with her sister tonight, which was a plus.

Pyrrha motioned towards her glass, and Yang shook her head.

Pyrrha responded by giving Yang a two finger salute, and she had to fight the urge to kick the champ's chair out from under her.

/

Pyrrha stumbled through the halls, chuckling to herself.

She'd managed to give Yang the slip when Weiss and Blake had woken up, so she'd decided to head to Ruby's room.

She wanted to cuddle.

It had yet to occur to her alcohol-addled brain that her completely sober girlfriend was still at the party, comforting Jaune as he puked up everything he'd drank.

She came to a stop outside a room, her bleary eyes confirming that it was Ruby's.

The room had a luxury she wasn't quite used to, with a king-sized bed and a very large television.

She was only interested in one of those things.

She flopped down on the bed and wriggled under the covers.

For a moment, she was utterly content.

And then a thought wormed it's way into her head.

She was hot.

So she removed her clothes, probably expending more effort than necessary with her refusal to get out of the bed.

Once all her clothes were strewn across the room, she settled into the bed with a pleasured sigh.

/

It was nearly three when Ruby walked into her room, and she was tired.

Shed spent the last hour helping everyone remember their room numbers and learning why being the only sober person at a party sucked.

Fortunately, her team had only been slightly tipsy, and Nora had handled her liquor surprisingly well, and she'd taken care of Ren...

So really she'd only had to watch Jaune but still.

Ugh.

She didn't even bother turning on the light, instead just walking to her bed and flopping onto it...

Landing directly onto Pyrrha's chest.

"Putain!" Pyrrha yelled, sitting up with a speed that knocked Ruby off of her and grabbing at her chest. "Oh, Merde!" She massaged herself, staring at Ruby and generally looking betrayed.

"Sorry." Ruby said, picking herself up off the floor.

"That hurt." Pyrrha growled at her.

"I didn't know you were there. Speaking of which... why are you naked in my bed?" Ruby tried to give the Schnee eyebrow, but couldn't quite pull it off.

"I wanted to cuddle." Pyrrha said, a tad petulantly.

"Cuddle." Ruby repeated, picking up Pyrrha's bra off the ground and tossing it from hand to hand. "Right."

"I was hot." Pyrrha patted the space beside her in the bed, and Ruby climbed in, pulling the larger girl close.

"Okay." Ruby kissed the side of the champ's neck. "Love you."

"Hurts." Pyrrha muttered under her breath.

"I'll massage 'em some other time, I'm tired. Besides, I'm being a jetpack for tonight so you don't have me pressing into 'em all night."

"It doesn't count when you like being the big spoon..."

Ruby's lips touch her ear, and she shivers. "Jetpack. Now, goodnight. Love you."

Pyrrha groaned. "Love you too."

They drifted off slowly, ready to start the rest of their lives in the morning.

/Omake-Maybe This One IS Canon./

Yang stirred in the early hours of the morning, groaning.

She would've sat up, but the weight on her chest told her Weiss wasn't awake yet...

Her bare skin rubbing against the heiress' felt pretty good, too, telling her that the night had been fun.

A door opened in the room, and a voice spoke up. "You two up yet?"

Something about the voice was off, but Yang couldn't place it.

The weight on her chest groaned, and alarm bells started ringing in her mind.

Her eyes flew open, revealing a tangled mass of black hair and a distinctive pair of purple ears.

Weiss was standing by the door, clad in one of Blake's t-shirts and a pair of jeans. She had a few towels in her hands. "We needed more towels. I assumed you two would be joining me in the shower?"

Yang's memories from the previous night started flooding in, and she let out a long groan.

It cut off when Blake presses their lips together in a drowsy kiss, though.

Mistralion Translations

Brassière remplis verse plus d'alcool!-"Hey full-bra, pour more alcohol."

Putain-"Fuck!"

Oh, Merde-"Oh, shit!"