Just A Drink... Or Two... Or Five (Closed)

Mihail was worried at first when she started to speak, saying that she had killed the last human she was close to. But he stayed next to her; he knew she wouldn't be able to do anything to him in her condition and his mind was laid to rest while she nuzzled her head up to him, he wanted to be there with her right now. He hugged her tightly as she finished talking. "And here you are, a member of the White Fang... Bleeding right in front of me."

"I could have just left you here and tried to grab my sister when she showed up..." He wanted to lay down with here and try to warm her up, noticing she was shriving. But there was the fact that they were still sitting in a puddle of blood. Figuring that she'd wouldn't be able to resist, and didn't mind getting blood on the couch with the amount of blood everywhere else, he moved to her side and cradle lifted her up.

Heading for her couch, he kept on talking to her. "Yet here I am, worried sick about you." Sitting down on the couch, he kept her in his lap and cuddled her closely up to his bare chest, trying to warm her up. "Yvonne... All I care about right now is that you're alive... Now just humor me and save your strength..."

Yvonne grinned when Mihail called her out for being a member of the White Fang, knowing that she had let it slip while she had been bleeding out. She supposed he would have found out sooner or later, but she certainly would have preferred it not being in a situation like this. "You know, there's probably a reward for my capture or something." She joked with Mihail, "Or you might just do a community service. After all, the White Fang are just a bunch of evil degenerate Faunus, right?"

When the human just assumed he'd be able to walk off with Emilia, she couldn't help but laugh. "You could have tried." The wolf corrected him with a grin as he picked her up, flashing her sharpened fangs at him. "If I die, they'd take her for their own purposes. You wouldn't have a chance of getting her back." It was mostly a bluff, the White Fang didn't give a damn about Emilia one way or the other beyond the information she had to offer. Still, if Yvonne died in her own apartment under the watch of a human, Mihail would have a target on his back for the rest of his life.

Her ears twitched as she heard the shuffling of feet and hidden weapons outside her windows and her door, letting out a small sigh of relief. She knew that they wouldn't enter her apartment without her permission, and she wasn't likely to give it to them given the compromising situation she found herself in. "Now we just have to wait for Emilia and her escort to arrive..." The wolf muttered out loud. She wasn't quite sure how long that would take, perhaps an hour at most. That didn't leave her a whole lot of time to recover before this rather rushed meetup.

When he told her to save her strength she couldn't stop herself from smiling. "Whatever you say, human." She said, curling up on his chest still covered in blood but no longer spilling it freely. She rested one hand against his stomach with her head on his chest. Her legs hung off the side of the couch since she was a bit taller than Mihail.

She found herself listening to his steady heartbeat, that being the only sound that filled the silence between when they spoke. It was certainly quite different from her own erratic and weak heartbeat at that moment, barely clinging to life as she was.

Her normally bushy white tail swayed back and forth in the air, matted down slightly with patches of red blood crusted into the fur. She knew that she was going to have to take a shower as soon as she even had the ability to stand without falling over. As it was at that moment, she could hardly keep her eyes open just resting against Mihail's chest. She had lost so much blood as a result of how thin the alcohol had made it that she was only conscious through sheer force of will.

Mihail let out a sigh as she gave him one last jab before giving into his suggestion of relaxing and trying to regain her strength. His semblance had finally exhausted itself, as the adrenalin rush finally calmed down, leaving him a little tired from all the commotion of romping and almost having a heart attack from the panic of Yvonne almost dying, and leaving him more than a little tired.

Seeing how they probably wouldn't have that much time alone anymore, Mihail thought maybe he should learn a little more about the beaten up woman. "So... how did... you know... join the White Fang?" Mihail was nervous about asking her about what she had done in her past, but he was just to curious. "Did it have anything to do with a the human you mentioned?"

Mihail wasn't sure what he was going to get from her. Maybe she would pretend to be asleep and just ignore him. Maybe she had passed out already from the blood lost. He couldn't quite tell in the darkness. "... It's alright if you don't want to tell me."

Yvonne debated telling him about her past, considering she generally didn't talk to anyone about what made her the way she was. She knew she was a bit of a mess, and there were plenty of reasons for that.

"No, that human is a different story altogether... He had nothing to do with my past." She sighed and figured that he at least deserved some sort of an answer from her, even if it might not be exactly what he was looking for. "I have my reasons to not trust humans. Everyone that ever betrayed me growing up had been a human, the first person I ever killed had been a human that tried to have his way with me."

Yvonne sighed, feeling odd for confessing her hatred to humans to the same human she had just had sex with and then almost died to protect. Still, if he died that would make things rather difficult when it came to dealing with Emilia once her memories came back. She needed him, he would be a means to an end, at least that was what she was trying to convince herself.

She lifted her head just enough to look into his eyes, struggling to keep hers open. "And the way I see it, it's just a matter of time till you turn on me for something. I don't have a knife in my back yet though. Maybe it's just not the right time." She grinned and kissed his cheek before going back to nuzzling his neck. "Till then though, I suppose I don't really mind too much."

Mihail listen focused down onto Yvonne's face as she spoke. He was glad at first that she trusted him enough, but all the talk about not trusting humans made him a little nervous. 'Sounds like more than just a few people have hurt her before...'

There was an awkward pause between them as she seemed to be thinking about something. Mihail wasn't sure what to about how to respond to her. When she looked up at him, he paused his train of thought as he noticed how hard it was for her to even keep her eyes open.

The terrible feeling in his gut was only worsened when she said it was only a matter of time before he did the same as everyone else before him. "Yvonne..." He wanted to desperately say something, but he couldn't think of what to say.

He just held her close. "Yvonne... I would never do that... I had my chance to get out, but I stayed, didn't I?" Mihail was still worried about one thing involving her. he blushed a little, feeling her nuzzled up to her.

"Yvonne... am I'm just another human?" Mihail didn't know what he was to her. Here they were, after two rounds of mind blowing sex, her fighting off an unknown force of men, and him stitching her up, she still thought he would betray her.

"That's what the last one said..." Yvonne said, her voice flat and lacking any sort of emotion at that statement. She felt a pang of anger and sorrow all at once, absolutely hating that Mihail was able to make her feel this way.

Mercifully, there was a knock on the door before it opened only a moment later. A girl with perky wolf-ish ears and burn scars covering half her face stuck her head through the gap and beamed a grin at the two of them. "I knew there was a reason you wanted some alone time." The girl said lightly with a giggle before stepping through the door and closing it behind her. "You look like hell, what did you do? Piss off more humans?"

The wolf growled at having been caught in this situation, but couldn't really do anything about it at the moment. "So do you, what did you do? Stick your face in another house fire?" The wolf asked rather coldly, though from her slight smile it was clear she was only joking. She pushed herself upright before standing up completely, but started to feel lightheaded and dizzy almost immedietely.

The girl was across the room as soon as she saw the wolf start to sway, catching Yvonne before she fell. "Damn girl, they messed you up..." She said with a nonchalant laugh, clearly unphased by her friend's rather ragged appearance. The aardwolf Faunus surprised Yvonne with a small kiss before pulling back and grinning wildly.

"You know I hate it when you do that..." The older wolf sighed awkwardly, feeling this situation was already well outside of her control.

"Well yeah, that's why I do it!" The girl grinned before turning to the human on the couch. "So you're the brother, huh?" It was a rhetorical question, but the aardwolf didn't seem to care. "Your sister is a handful, you know that? Huge pain in my ass, all night long!" The girl grinned playfully, clearly not being too serious about it. The mysterious girl walked back to the door and poked her head outside, "Come on in Emilia."

Yvonne's words were unsettling. Figuring the last one one that said the same thing meet an unfortunate end, her cold tone worried him. He wanted to say something, but he did get the chance as a knocking came at the door.

Without even a peep, the door swung open and in walked a small is faunus with a badly scarred face. Looking past the burn mark, she looked a little like a wolf, but there was something different. He felt a little embarrassed as she made few comments about how they were cuddling together.

He was a little surprised at the back and forth between the two. He could see the small smile on her face, but even then that comment about the girl sticking her face in a fire seemed a little harsh. Reluctantly, Mihail let go of his grip as she forced herself up. His worry as well meet as she started to wobble. He didn't even have a chance to react before the new girl caught her.

He sat back down, having popped up a little when Yvonne almost fell down. Suddenly, the new girl had kissed Yvonne, making Mihail blush a little at the thought. 'The hell is wrong with me...'

Soon, the girl turned her attention to him. "Y-yes, I am." He was a little concerned at how she said that his sister was a handful. He suddenly realized that she must of brought his sister along with her. "Emilia's..." He did get a chance to finish when she stuck her head out the door and called for her.

Emilia waited patiently as she could outside the apartment she had called home for a long time. The mean girl, who wouldn't let her have any 'fun' during her entire stay with her, had forced her to stay put. Finally getting an okay to come back in, she sprung up to her feet and slipped in the room, tail wagging as she walked in.

Watching the entrance intently, Mihail was joyful when he say Emilia walk into the room. He couldn't believe how little she had changed over the past two years. He didn't even stand up as he saw her quickly make her way in his direction. Then his mouth dropped, dumbfounded, as she tackled Yvonne, and started kissing her.

"Hi Yvonne!" Emilia was happy to be home, slipping in a hello between kisses. Sitting up and still straddling her, she finally noticed that she had bandages covering her entire body, mainly her chest. "Yvonne, how am I suppose to get under those?"

Yvonne hadn't expected Emilia to outright tackle her, although she supposed she should have really see that coming considering how impulsive the young wolf was. 'Leave it to her to ignore all the carnage and jump right into my arms...' She thought, rather amused as time almost slowed down when Emilia was charging her.

Of course, almost too late, she realized the absolutely horrible situation she was about to be in and could only brace herself as the smaller girl collided with her and knocked her to the ground. She hadn't even managed to regain enough strength for her semblance to kick in, so as she took the brunt of the impact with the floor she could feel her stitches pop and her blood began to flow freely again. She let out a low growl of agony, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood in order to resist any other sort of reaction.

"Damnit Emilia!" Erica growled, lunging forward and grabbing the girl. She all but peeled her from Yvonne, whose hands had flown right to the bandages that covered the stitches on her abdomen that had torn completely open once again. "Pay a bit of attention before you bull rush someone that decided to play with a bunch of idiots with knives."

The bandages that had wrapped around Yvonne's entire torso had started to turn red and soaked with the blood she was now pouring, starting at the spots with the stitches but quickly being absorbed by the bandage wrap and blossoming out. "Damnit..." She growled, throwing her head back in pain as she continued to take ragged breaths.

"Welcome home Emilia..." She joked weakly, raising her hands up to the area of the wrap that was  covering her abdominal wound, trying to apply pressure to at least slow the bleeding a bit more. The wolf realized that she was going to have to be stitched up once again, and that this was going to leave some pretty horrible scarring. She wasn't looking forward to being stuck with a needle repeatedly while fully aware and conscious of it, especially now that she couldn't maintain her semblance.

Mihail couldn't say a word at what Emilia had done. Not only has she just tackled Yvonne out of nowhere, she was on the verge of sticking her tongue as far down her throat as possible while making a suggestion that sounded a lot like playing with her chest.

Realizing that his sister had inadvertently caused the stitches on her abdominal to rip in several places. "I'll stitch her back up..." Pushing off the couch, he knew he'd have to stitch her up first before he got some answers about what had just happened.

Emilia could only stare and pout at the man as he undid her Yvonne's bandage. She squirmed in he captors arms every time she heard Yvonne whimper, not enjoying the fact that he was hurting Yvonne.

Having to flip her over to also redo the stitches on her back, Mihail was starting to come to an end as Yvonne squirmed again from the needle pricking her. "Just hold still, just a little more." This time had been much harder than the last surprising. Yvonne was much more conscience than before, meaning the pain was constant, and Mihail couldn't quite keep his stitching as straight now that his semblance was gone this time.

Having finished tying off the last set of stitching, he wrapped her body up once again. He looked over at his sister, with a bit of disbelief in her actions. "Try not to tackle her this time." He hooked his arms under Yvonne's shoulder as he helped her up to her feet.

Emilia watched intensely as the man wrapped up Yvonne. As she was lifted up, she squirmed harder, managing to slip free and embrace Yvonne, her head stuck firmly in between the wrapped lumps. "I'm sorry Yvonne..."

As Mihail worked on stitching Yvonne back up, Erica had made her way over to the dead bodies and started dragging them over to the door. "We'll take care of these for you. Rest up, get better, and be prepared. I wouldn't be surprised if you lot in the White Fang decided to take this personally and strike back before too long. I'll be in touch." And with that, a few masked members of the White Fang stepped inside, wrapping the bodies up in bags and hauled them out of the apartment and then they were gone.

As much as the bleeding wolf tried, she couldn't stop herself from squirming under the constant prodding and tugging of the needle. It wasn't exactly painful, but it was certainly the most uncomfortable sensation she had experienced in quite some time. When Mihail tried to reassure her that he was almost done, all she could do was nod slightly. "Just get it done..." She growled through clenched teeth.

The wolf allowed herself to be helped up by Mihail, and then found herself wrapped up in Emilia's embrace. "It's not your fault." She said, trying to sound reassuring but only managing to sound absolutely exhausted. The night had taken a lot out of her, and her whole body was starting to ache horribly. For a brief moment she wondered if death would have been a suitable alternative to the hell she was feeling like at that moment.

Still, as horrible as she felt she couldn't stop herself from leaning in and kissing Emilia. She supposed she should make up for the fact she hadn't exactly returned the kiss that came after her stitches had completely torn open again. After a few moments though, she realized that her brother was still standing there in the room with them and started to feel incredibly awkward. She pulled away from the kiss and then turned to look at him.

"Anyways, this is Mihail. He is..." She blanked out, wondering just what the hell she was supposed to say to her. She hadn't exactly explained the situation very well to Emilia, just that she needed to go spend a night with another member of the White Fang. "He's a friend of mine. You needed to be watched over while we discussed some business regarding your safety. And, well, you can see how that turned out..." The bodies may have been removed but there was still blood splatters on the walls and her carpet had soaked up quite a bit of blood, although that had mostly been her own.

Seeing his sister nuzzle up to the Yvonne was a little uncomforting. She seemed way to close to Yvonne to be friends. After all, she just made out with her and was back to sticking her face straight into her chest. He could only stand there in silence while they embraced, shivering a little due to the fact his shirt was ripped to shreds to use as blood rags.

Emilia was a little perplexed at how much shivering Yvonne was doing during the hug. The same warmth she'd always feel was oddly absent. Feeling the smooch on top of her head, she looked up and rose up on her toes to return the kiss.

Giving a small pout as she pulled away and released her hold, she was introduced to the mystery man named Mihail. She gave him a small scowl, remembering that he was hurting her Yvonne.

Mihail gave a small weak wave when Yvonne introduced him. He had no idea what to say to her. She didn't have any memories of him, so what could he say? Then she gave him an annoyed look. 'This isn't going well...'

Emilia kept up the stare before she grabbed a hold of Yvonne's arm, pressing it into herself. She looked up at Yvonne, wanting to ask her a question. "Are we gonna have fun with him, Yvonne? I haven't gotten to play with anyone today." He might of been hurting her, but she didn't seem mad at him in the slightest, so she decided to look past that, and she hadn't had any fun for a long time. Well, a long time to her.

Mihail was startled by what his sister had to say. He understood her meaning as he saw his little sister lick her lips. "Nonono!" He had started blushing and backing up. "I'm not here to have fun! ... In fact... I-I think I was just on my way out."

This was to much for Mihail. The woman he had just slept with, and sown up twice was sleeping with his little sister. Not only that, his sister had turned into a complete sex addict from what he could tell. He quickly slipped by them and hurried through the door, quickly closing it behind him as he entered the empty hall. He had walked a few doors away as she slumped up against a wall, burying his head in his hand and just trying to make sense of what just happened.

Feeling disappointed that he declined the offer to play. She snuggled back up to Yvonne. "He doesn't like... does he." She looked up at Yvonne with puppy dogs eyes, sensing that she wouldn't be up to any fun tonight in her condition.

Yvonne watched as Mihail made his rather hasty and flustered exit, realizing that she should have seen this coming. She knew Emilia wouldn't be ready for meeting someone else like this, but she allowed her judgement to be clouded by the fact that he had been a good lay. She wanted to be angry at herself, or maybe even at Mihail for some reason, but she just didn't have the energy.

She was tired, the fight and rather copious loss of blood left her cold and exhausted. And now that Emilia was back, and clearly starved of what she had been constantly craving ever since that night out in the forest, she realized that sleep was not going to come to her very easily. Yvonne only hoped that she would be able to control Emilia's rather animalistic urges, considering their usual level of activity would likely end up with her hurt even worse.

"He's just... A bit stressed." She said with a small sigh, not sure how exactly she was supposed to explain it to the rather clueless younger wolf. 'I've got a damn human that might actually have feelings for me, and his brainwashed younger sister that probably doesn't even understand what feelings are.' For a while she found herself trying to remember just how the hell she had gotten herself in this insane situation.

She pulled Emilia to her gently and held her in a hug, the girl's head resting against her chest and hearing her rather weak heartbeat. The older wolf sighed after a few moments and shook her head slightly as she let the girl go and turned to walk off to her bedroom, or rather their bedroom. Her hips swayed slightly as she walked, although not quite as pronounced as when she sought to deliberately bait the younger girl into something.

As much as she just wanted to sleep, she had to admit that she missed Emilia's physical company in some ways. Yvonne had held out on the girl for days now, and even worse than that set her loose on one of the very few people she could consider a friend. 'It's still just physical, that's all it is...' She thought with a small sigh as she entered her room and crossed over to her bed.

Feeling Yvonne wrap her arms around her was assuring. As time passed, Emilia had stopped enjoying them for just a warmth. Now she felt something else from the small moments she shared with her. She couldn't think of how to describe it, but even know she could feel a different kind of warmth, not coming from the slightly colder body of Yvonne.

Following closely behind as Yvonne walked towards the bedroom, Emilia noticed how she was slightly sluggish in her speed. Emilia felt a small twinge of sadness, thinking about how much pain she seemed to be in. And there was the color surrounding her; a dull gray. She had noticed it a few times from random passersby, but didn't know much else about it.

Standing at the door way for a moment, she watched Yvonne lay down in bed slowly, being careful of her stitches. She could feel the twinge of sadness come back to her. Hopping in bed, she gave Yvonne a small kiss on the lips before nuzzling her head up under her chin."Yvonne... You're gonna be okay, right?"

Outside the room Mihail could only sit there, trying to rationalize everything out in his mind. He felt a little betrayed at how his sister was sleeping with the same person he had just done so much with. "Maybe I should just go home..." He mumbled to himself. The idea of just leaving his sister again was painful to him. He couldn't do that again.

He continued to sit there, battling with himself to get up and do something for several more minutes before finally standing up and moving towards the door. He took a moment, working up the courage before opening up he apartment door. Seeing no sign of people inside the main room and the door of the bedroom open, he walked towards the door, not sure what he was going to be comforted with.

Yvonne had already tried to make herself as comfortable as she could before Emilia entered the room. That proved rather difficult to do since no matter how she settled in on the bed she was still pained by her injuries. Her stitches made it impossible to feel any sort of comfort laying on her back or her stomach, that really only left her sides but that still left her in an incredibly amount of discomfort. The wolf figured she would just have to deal with it.

Emilia got into bed next to her, curling against her and giving her a quick kiss that the older wolf hated to admit wanting a bit more out of that. She reached a hand down and raised the girl's chin and captured her lips in another kiss, this one quite different from the usual intense and almost frantic kissing that they generally shared. This was quite slower, and Yvonne was savoring every moment of the passionate moment they were sharing.

It felt a little strange, considering her chest was being constricted by bandages and she was still well aware of the fact that she still had dried blood on a majority of her body and caked on her tail. Still, she was far too weak and tired to even consider taking a shower. Yvonne wasn't even sure if she would be able to stay standing long enough to wash off all the dry blood. So instead she just focused on the kiss they were sharing.

"I'll be fine." She said, trying to reassure the girl at least a little when she finally pulled back and wrapped her arms around Emilia to hold her close. "I'm just glad you're safe..."

The older wolf's ears pricked when she heard footsteps just outside her doorway, watching as Mihail came into view. Part of her was a little surprised, considering he had seemed rather intent on distancing himself from the situation that had occurred. Then again, the larger part of her couldn't really be shocked, she sort of saw it coming.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a little bit awkward as she lay there in nothing but a bandage wrap and shredded bloodstained jeans, holding Emilia who was doing her best to snuggle up against her as if trying to inhabit the same space she was. Yvonne couldn't bring herself to break the silence, simply gazing into Mihal's eyes and trying to decipher just what he was thinking.

Emilia could only smile after the long kiss and the reassuring answer. She snuggled back up to Yvonne, almost smothering herself with how close she was snuggling up to her. She felt the small bit of sadness in her melt away, she had lost all interest of what she was wanting early, now just being happy to be home again.

Emilia's head moved away from its spot when she also heard someone enter, looking to see Mihail enter the room again. She looked between him and Yvonne, wondering what he was talking about.

Looking at the two wolves cuddled together was a little awkward for Mihail, as he tried to avoid eye contact and rub the back of his head. "I-I... uh..." He had worked up the courage to come back, but never thought of what to say. "I'm sorry... I just...I just don't know what to do... about this..."

He just stood there, still not knowing what he should do now. His little sister was cuddling with the good looking, white fang, woman he had just had crazy sex with.

Emilia could see the same color radiating from both Mihail and Yvonne. Giggling, she bounded up from the bed, grabbing the now surprised Mihail by the hand, leading him back to bed, figuring he was felt like snuggling with someone as well.

Pushing him down onto the bed, taking advantage of how stunned he still was, Emilia plopped down on top of Mihail, not having much room to lay down anywhere else. Luckily, he was still really warm, and she was enjoying it a good amount as she snugged up to him.

Looking over at Yvonne, he couldn't believe he had just been led to bed by none other than his sister, and now had her laying on top of his bare chest. He was completely dumbfounded as she snuggled up to him.