therubixcube commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

Ruby was never one to want to show her softer weaknesses to anyone, even Emma. Out of the two of them, she needed to be the tough one, the one who took care of things. Whenever she had a moment of weakness, it just made her feel guilty, even in this case when she sort of knew it was coming. She was just drunk enough to ignore it, snorting loudly at the suggestion from her girlfriend. "I'm not scared," she insisted, biting a little roughly at Emma's neck and nudging her side a little through her dress. "I can handle this."

That was basically her mantra, Ruby didn't think much existed out there that she couldn't handle, but this was pretty serious. Still, it was different, it was Emma and not Victor. She didn't have any reason to be afraid, and she told herself this as her fingers shook just slightly, skimming over the fabric of the other girl's sweater, pushing it back off of her shoulders with a smile.

"I.. don't want to stop. Just stay cool," Ruby informed her a moment later, pulling back from the blonde's neck and kissing her cheek quickly. She felt pretty messed up still, those pills were still keeping her feeling more alive than ever. Each thought was deep, and every action seemed huge, and she was only slightly grinding her teeth as she held up her dress a bit before dropping to her knees.

"We are so gonna get caught," she laughed, though if sober the thought would have mortified her more readily. Public indecency was the kind of thing Mars got written up for, not her. But the charms on the door would give them enough time to compose themselves a bit anyway. Placing a hand on each of Emma's thighs, just below the bottom of her dress, she slowly began to push the dress up, resuming biting her lip gently while she worked. "Beautiful, right?" she reminded her quietly, kissing the inside of her leg slightly, still grinning.