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"Weiss?"
"Mm?"
"Do you need something?"
"Mm-mm." She could feel the shake of the head more than see it at the moment.
The smallest of smiles tugged at Pyrrha's lips. "Well, do you mind letting go?"
Wrong question.
Weiss only wrapped tighter around the shoulders, pressing closer against Pyrrha's side and nuzzling in. "Never."
It wasn't like Pyrrha was in any danger of failing her classes; far from it. But she really did need to read her book, and though Weiss was much smaller than her, she was putting quite a firm grip around her broad shoulders and thick neck. And at this angle, it wouldn't be terribly comfortable... in fact, it already wasn't.
To be fair, Pyrrha couldn't say no. Not because she was... how did Yang put it? "Too nice for her own good"? Or was it just "always nice"? Regardless, that wasn't it. Not entirely.
Pyrrha liked being wanted like this. It was different than all the other praises being sung in her name, much more genuine and authentic. And raw. Vulnerable. Tender. It was a lot for Weiss to be like this, and Pyrrha knew it, which is why it always moved her to be on the receiving end from someone not usually known to be so...
Clingy.
She shifted her shoulder so that she could move her arm down and around the smaller girl, careful not to break out of the needy embrace. Thankfully, Weiss got the idea and quickly moved to curl up into her Big Red's lap, keeping her arms locked around the neck as she buried her face into the crook between neck and chest.
Once positioned, Pyrrha secured her precious smol with one strong arm, and with her other hand flipped the page of her book on her desk. Not the most comfortable read she ever had, but no matter.
Weiss would never let her go in this state.
Pyrrha bent her head down to kiss the top of the snow white head of hair, because neither would she.
Never.
Her most precious treasure.
Never letting her go.