A/N: What's this? A heterosexual pairing?! Even worse, a heterosexual smut? How dare I! Well, I've actually had a lot of ideas for heterosexual stories and smuts, but there's still plenty of room for the yuri stuff. I've spent days on this one, so I hope you all enjoy.
- Yuri
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"Yo, lover boy, we need to talk."
The last thing Jaune Arc ever expected was to be approached by a girl. Doubly so, because it wasn't Pyrrha, Nora or Ruby. Triply so, because Jaune made no attempt to engage contact first. Fourthly so, because it was Yang Xiao-Long, a girl so far out of his league that it wasn't even funny.
"We do?" He answered her back hesitantly, clutching onto a book he was in the middle of taking off the shelf. Why Yang of all people was in the library on a weekend, he had no idea.
"Yeah, we do." Her face was serious, which only served to confuse Jaune more. "You got a minute?"
"Um..." He looked around, obviously by his lonesome. His own team were busy with their own things. "Seems that way."
"Cool. Follow me."
"I don't really- Yagh!" Jaune has his arm forcibly pulled by Yang's superior strength. Seriously, it was a miracle his arm didn't pop out of his socket. The buxom blonde pulled him to the back of the library and pushed his lanky body against a bookshelf. After that, Yang put her hands on his shoulders and put herself no more than a few inches away from him. Her breasts were just scantly touching his armor plated chest.
This did nothing to help his confusion. Or the rapidly growing excitement in his pants.
"Now that we're alone…" Barely, just barely, Jaune felt her breath tickle the crook of his neck. He shuddered. "I got a favor to ask you, Jauney boy. Think you can handle that?"
If his mind was anything that resembled coherency in that moment, he may have caught the teasing in her tone "Right. Cool. Awesome. Sure."
Yang smiled broadly. "Here's the thing. I've been having a big issue lately with the guys in this school. They all seem to think I'm hot property, which is totally true, but they also want to play keepsies and try to bag me."
"... I don't see how this involves me." Shockingly, he managed to get that sentence out calmly. Yang rolled her eyes.
"You see, most of these guys aren't exactly what I would call 'my type.' Remember Cardin? Yeah, think of him and his gang but, like, ten times worse. That's my situation, and none of them know when to call it quits."
"... Still don't see why I'm involved here."
"See, that's the best part." She grinned. "Because all of this will end because of you." She booped him on the nose, as if to encunite her point.
"What." Yeah, no, still very confused. Yang sighed, and pushed herself away from him.
'Wait no, come back' His mind begged.
"I need your help here, lover boy." She backed off a few feet and pointed right at him. "Now, you might not be the most attractive guy here, or the strongest, or the coolest, or the manliest, or the most confident…"
"Yeah, really building my ego here." He remarked. Yang laughed.
"The point is, you're not my type, but compared to everyone else, you're the most bearable. So, I'm taking you."
"Taking… me…?"
"Yep. I'm officially adopting you as my fake boyfriend."
"..." Jaune tilted his head.
"Oh my go- Alright, lemme simplify this: You, Jaune Arc, have the incredible privilege of being the unofficial boyfriend of me, Yang Xiao-Long, so that I can get rid of those creeps tailing my ass and get on with my life." She said all of that slowly and deliberately, as if talking to a child. "Bear in mind, you weren't my first choice. Ren is cute and mysterious, but Nora tagged him a long time ago, so he's out. Sun has his eyes on Blake, Neptune is in another school, and while the yuri route is enticing, no girl with a sensible mind would agree to be my fake lesbian girlfriend. So, that just leaves you…"
She approached him again, that time pressing herself fully against the blonde boy and wrapping her arms around his neck, placing her head on his shoulder.
Jaune instantly went rigid, in both meanings of the word. If anyone had seen them in their current position, it'd look as if they were lovingly embracing, like a couple.
"And seriously, are you really strong enough to pass this up? I get those guys off my back for good, and you get a mega hot girlfriend you'd never have a chance with in any other scenario. Everyone wins!"
Team JNPR's valiant leader felt her hair tickle his chin. It was incredibly soft and smelled of sunflowers. He resisted the urge to bury his nose in it and inhale, for the sake of keeping Yang's fist from his gut.
Didn't help his painfully constricted boner, though.
"S-So…" He managed to croak that out. It was kind of hard to think when the hottest girl in Beacon was pressing herself against you. "I-In plain english… w-we're supposed to be a couple?"
"You got that right." She agreed. "I'm expecting this to go on until we get out of our third year, because I know that the second I go single again, those guys will creep up on me again."
"Right…" Jaune was scared to move at all, least he hit Yang with the tent he pitched in his pants. Worst of all, Yang actually realizing how much the close proximity had an effect on him.
"I'm so glad you're going along with this so enthusiastically…" Her smile was wide, knowing, dashing Jaune's hopes that she didn't notice. She put some distance between them, still keeping her smile."Try to keep that to a minimum, though, because I'm sure as hell not taking care of that." She paused, then crossed her arms beneath her breasts, propping them up in a way that accentuated the valley between them. "But, be a good boy and I may just reward you~."
Jaune choked.
"Ha! I'm just messing with ya, lover boy." Yang slapped her knee, seemingly taking great amusement from teasing him.
"Fantastic. Don't do that again." He droned.
"No promises." She winked. "Now then, do we have a deal?"
For the first time since their conversation started, and it helped that Yang wasn't near him anymore, Jaune stopped and thought about it.
The circumstances, to say the least, were odd. The blonde brawler wanted to use him as a means to an end, and anyone else in his shoes may have refused her.
But, as much as he hated to admit it, Yang was right. His smaller, more irritating brain was doing most of the thinking, and his body was screaming at him to go along with it.
He wasn't a real Hunter, in-training at least. He faked his way into Beacon, and paid the price for it more than once. Really, he was just some civilian playing dress-up with only basic combat knowledge thanks to Pyrrha's training. He was much more subject to his hormones than most of his fellows, which in itself was a feat, since there were plenty of guys that would kill to be his position right now.
Actual, live Grimm were nothing compared to how alluring Yang was being, and that kind of thinking was the reason why he was even considering her offer. It should have been an insult that Yshe was only going to use him for her own benefit, and mess with him like she did before.
'Why do you care?!' His larger, much more perverse side argued with him. 'There's a drop-dead gorgeous girl right there, and she's asking you to be her boyfriend! This is something you dreamed of! Think of the benefits!'
It may have not been the whole truth, but it was the argument that side was going with.
Against his better judgement, Jaune believed it. He had no idea what Yang planned on doing with him but, by then, the battle was already lost.
"... yes." He mumbled, suddenly feeling a ton of shame drop on his shoulders.
Yang's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Thanks, lover boy! You're the best!"
"Yeah, su- Mmph?!" Before Jaune could even muster a response, the girl ran up to him, grabbed his face and locked lips with him. It only lasted for a few seconds, far too soon for Jaune to properly enjoy it, before Yang parted with him.
"Consider that your little reward. More where that came from in the Yang Xiao-Long Girlfriend Package!"
"U-Uh…" Jaune just stood there, stunned and confused.
"Meet me in my dorm later tonight, around 8. I'll go over the specifics with you there, plus a healthy dose for the rumor mill when they see you stopping by." She winked.
"Yeah okay." He squeaked. Yang laughed.
"See ya then, boyfriend." With that, the buxom blonde turned and left their space, leaving him alone for the time being.
"..."
Jaune could still taste the lip balm left on his lips, a casual reminder of his first kiss. With Yang Xiao-Long.
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Coconut. Hm.
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If anyone were to ever ask Jaune Arc if he knew the concept of sexual frustration, chances were he already had an understanding of it. Two of his own teammates were sexy girls that he couldn't even hope to touch, either because one already had someone, or because the other one…
Well, to say the least, Jaune hadn't expected to walk in on Pyrrha Nikos in the same bed as Ruby Rose. With no clothes on.
Who would've thought, huh?
After recovering from the bruised eye (a bruise that, to this day, Pyrrha swore was accidental) Jaune would try his best to keep his distance from the women of Beacon like a plague, or force his mind onto something else when they got too close to him. He didn't want his female friends to be conscious around him because he couldn't keep it in his pants, so he actively worked to avoid it from happening. Tough, but manageable.
Then suddenly, a big yellow wrecking ball came in and ruined everything.
It wasn't so bad at first. Yang was bent on letting him know that their little deal was not to be known to anyone aside from themselves, and they kept that tightly knit since they started.
Yang started by being closer to him. Sitting next to him in class and during lunch, walking with him when they had classes together, holding his hand and occasionally a kiss. Nothing too extreme, and it succeeded in catching the attention of the male students. Rumors were fluttering about, which was exactly what Yang wanted.
As a result, her actions became more drastic as the weeks went on. She'd start visiting his dorm, preferably when he was alone, and hang around for a few hours. She'd never actually do anything with him, usually she'd play games or watch TV, while Jaune stood around awkwardly, like a lost puppy.
She kissed him more often, always in public. She'd sit on his lap during lunch and feed him his food. She called him nicknames, and always made sure to add a flirtatious edge whenever she said them. Her trips to JNPR's dorm involved her coming in her pajamas, which were nothing more than a small orange tank top and even smaller black shorts.
It only got worse from there. There was a day where Yang had come back from the gym, panting and covered in sweat. She used JNPR's shower to wash herself off, and Jaune did his very best to not imagine her in there, washing her naked body with Pyrrha's loofa, the soap trailing down the valley between her breasts, or the water that gave her skin an irresistible shine.
Jaune would always remember, in crystal clear detail, when Yang, wearing nothing but a towel, came out the bathroom and asked him where the brushes were. Upon realizing that the only thing separating him from seeing Yang in all her nakedness was a small, white towel, he told her they were in the cabinet beside the mirror, then proceeded to stain his blankets white as soon as she left him alone.
Needless to say, Yang was driving the poor boy nuts. Whether or not she was doing it on purpose had yet to be confirmed, but he had a strong suspicion that it was exactly the case. Living with Nora and Pyrrha was bad enough, but being constantly teased and taunted by Yang Xiao-Long was like denying a starving man food, or keeping a thirsty man from water.
Furious masterbaution could only do so much when an insanely hot girl was around you for most of the day. Why did he agree to this?
Oh, right, because his resolve against beauty was weaker than wet paper. Fucking libido…
"Looks like someone is daydreaming…~" A toxicly sweet voice yanked him out of his thoughts. He forgot he was in the cafeteria, and came back to the RWB of team RWBY staring at him from across the table, many other students in the room doing the same.
Maybe it was because Yang was sitting on his lap, and hugging him. Just a hunch.
"Tired."
"I can imagine~" She cooed, stroking his chin. "We did do a lot last night, didn't we? Heehee~"
Jaune could hear the whispers coming from the left. He couldn't hear from the right, because there were two big fleshy cushions pressed against that side of his head.
It was a good thing they were sitting down. If Jaune was standing, it'd look like he had shoved a crotch plate in there.
"Really tired." The statement came out as a near incoherent mumble. His brain wasn't in any good condition to make even simple thoughts or decisions. Either of them.
"Perhaps you should get some rest." Pyrrha, on his non-Yang filled side, suggested. "It's not wise to overexert yourself or stay up late. Trust me, I would know."
It was very unfortunate that the cafeteria was mostly silent, for obvious reasons, because everyone heard that. Pyrrha probably meant nothing by it, but everyone was certainly thinking she meant something. It didn't help that Ruby blushed, or that everyone at the table was looking at her like she just confessed she was the Queen of the Grimm.
"... What?" Somehow, somehow, she was oblivious to it.
"... Aaaaaannnywaaaay…" Nora broke the deafening, awkward silence that held for a few seconds. "Jaune, my man, why don't you take the afternoon off? You know what they say, a sleeping girl never eats pancakes!"
"No one says that." said Ren. He exists.
"They do now!"
"I don't-"
"Pah! Don't worry about it. It's Port's class next. We could all be replaced with cardboard cutouts and he wouldn't notice!"
"Don't give them ideas, Nora…" Oh wow, two lines. Ren's on a role.
"And besides, that's more quality time spent with your girlfriend. Wink wink." Nora Valkyrie, as subtle as a Boarbatusk in a Dust store.
"But, Yang doesn't have an ex-" Ruby was quickly silenced by both Nora and Yang putting their index fingers over her lips, both leaning over the table to do so.
Jaune, and by extension half of the cafeteria, caught an amazing view of their underwear.
"Why my dear sister, I do believe I'm already covered. Aren't I, Nora?"
"Absolutely, Yangarang."
"Aw, come on! I'm supposed to be the one making puns! But it is a kicking nickname..."
"You're having far too much fun with this…" Weiss droned.
"My fair Ice Queen, I haven't the slightest idea what you mean by that." Yang feigned a hurt expression, which only lasted an iota of a second. "Now then, I do believe we're due for some quality time. Alone."
The whole cafeteria was staring as Yang went back to her seat, and proceeded to pick up Jaune and carry him over her right shoulder. She didn't bat an eye at their audience as she left the room, Jaune… possibly not even aware of his surroundings at that point.
When the 'couple' finally left, the cafeteria gradually erupted back into chatter, though it was likely most of them were talking about what just occurred.
"She's definitely having too much fun with this…" Weiss lowered her face into her hands and sighed into them. Only the six, herself included, left at the table knew the truth. They never believed for a second that Yang had legititmately started a relationship with Jaune. Not even Ruby, and the girls sister had once convinced her that she was capable of transforming into an actual rose.
Their leader had sat in a garden for two hours before Weiss told her the truth.
"At least it's not as extravagant as most of her ideas tend to be." said Blake, behind the not-smut book she was reading.
"True, but this is obviously taking a toll on him." Weiss never thought there would be a day where she'd be legitimately worried about that blonde idiot. "But I wonder if he'll even have enough of a spine to walk away from her."
"Doubt it," said Blake. "But I sense that, if Yang keeps up her behavior, something will definitely happen."
"... Eh?"
Blake just smiled at her. "I'm sure you'll hear about it soon. People like me just have a certain advantage." Her bow-concealed cat ears wiggled, then she went back to her smut.
"Okay…" Weiss felt a strange pang of anxiety from how mysterious Blake was acting. Whatever her teammate had felt would happen couldn't have been too bad. Who knew, maybe Jaune had enough strength to break with Yang in the long run.
At least… that's what she kept telling herself.
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By the time Jaune decided to regain his surroundings and not act like a sexually-deprived zombie, he realized he was back in his dorm. He was laid on his bed, still in his school uniform, and shot upright like a rocket.
How did he…?
It only took a single glance to his left to realize how. His 'girlfriend' was sitting on the floor, jovially playing video games she ported over from team RWBY's own dorm. Unlike Jaune, she was in her regular clothes, her uniform lazily strewn across the floor.
The thought of Yang changing while he was conked out invited a familiar reaction. He groaned.
"Oh, hello sweetie~" Yang must've heard him, since she paused her game and grinned at him. "Have a good nap?"
"Ugh."
"Good to know." She laughed, tossing the controller to the side as she got to her legs. "Listen lover boy, you've been an awesome help these last few weeks. Those creeps haven't even thought about getting near me!"
"Glad to see this worked out so well for you."
"Okay, Mocker McMockerson." Yang rolled her eyes, and sashayed her way to his bed. "Anyway, we've got 'em pretty convinced, but now we need to seal the deal. One last hoorah to really cement our relationship status."
Jaune eyed her warily, as she sat right beside him, then surprised him by putting her hand on his thigh. "W-What… what are you talking about?"
"You know what, lover boy. I mean, for Oum's sake, we're both teenagers in a school setting, and you're stiffer than the stick up Weiss-cream's ass."
"U-Uh…"
"We're gonna have sex, nimrod!"
Jaune froze.
"Alright, we're not actually gonna do it. I figured I'll just sleep over here, and sneak out during rush hour wearing the same clothes. Rumors can pop up again, and then we can- NYAH?!"
Yang never got the chance to finish her sentence, and likely never would. Jaune had forcibly pushed her down on the bed and put a vice grip on her shoulders. Before she could so much as breathe, the boy had moved himself to sit on her thigh. He looked down on her, panting heavily and giving her a gaze not unfitting of a crazy person.
"Okay, no." Yang sought to move her arms and shove Jaune off her lap, but the boy was a step ahead of her. He used his right hand to grab both her arms and pinned them above her head. Yang gasped, if only because the grip was so tight. "H-Hey, get off!"
"Hah… hah…" was her response. No question, the boy was out of it.
"I said, GET OFF!" Her eyes went red and forcibly jerked her body to shake him off of her, but he didn't budge. Instead, his grip on her wrists tightened, causing Yang to yelp. "W-What the…?"
Did… did Jaune take steroids before he woke up? Why the hell was he so strong?!
Jaune still said nothing, just breathing heavily and staring at her, like a starved man before a buffet of food.
Yang gulped. "H-Hey, uh… EEP!"
Once again, Jaune cut her off, this time by using his free hand to tear at her tan jacket. The cloth was ripped apart, leaving a huge split down the middle that no sewing machine could save. His eyes stared at the crop top that hid her breasts, and drooled.
Okay, yup. This was definitely happening. She pushed the boy too far, and in all fairness she didn't expect him to have the strength of a freaking monster truck when he finally snapped, she always expected to bounce him back easily with her superior strength.
But now the boy had her pinned, and was ripping off her clothes. It'd be a lie to say that Yang wasn't nervous, she was used to easily fighting back creepers who tried to touch her. Now…
Jaune pulled Yang's crop-top off, exposing her large breasts to him. The boy took his hand off Yang's wrists and used both of them to grope the soft, bosomy flesh. Yang took the opportunity to sock him in the jaw, not caring if she'd break it or not.
The boy didn't even flinch. Instead, a white casing sparked around him for a split second, before it disappeared and he continued to grope her at his pleasure.
Of course he'd use his aura to protect himself and, from what Pyrrha said, he had a lot of it. On top of that, she only hit him with her , she had left her gauntlets on her bed.
If it couldn't get any worse, everyone else was still in class, Nobody would hear her yell, scream, moan or grunt for an hour.
'I'm so fucked…'
Suddenly, Jaune stopped groping her, opting to rub his face against her bare breasts. Yang tried once again to wriggle herself free from him, but the boy may as well have been a boulder on top of her. She groaned.
She felt his tongue on her breast, circling around her nipple, while his fingers twisted and prodded the other one. Yang's eye twitched, squirming uselessly. He started grinding his crotch against her own, and Yang could feel the concealed boner that was desperate to be released.
He played with her breasts for some seconds, before he sucked on one of them with force.
"A-Ah…~" That got a reaction out of her, out of pleasure and of pain. The way he sucked on it was absurdly rough, like an infant demanding milk from his mother. Despite herself, Yang felt a warmth growing. With how much he was pushing himself against her, and his fixation on her breasts, Yang was beginning to get aroused…
Jaune continued on her breasts for minutes. Licking them, sucking them, biting, groping and kissing, all while Yang wriggled and squirmed from the unwanted pleasure. She closed her eyes, trying her best to ignore it and hoping he'd stop soon. She could feel a wet spot growing on her underwear.
Jaune suddenly stopped, his lips letting go of her breasts with a pop. Her nipples may as well have been carved from diamonds with how hard they were, baring her arousal for him to see. Her mounds were covered in saliva, sensitive from all the attention Jaune gave them.
'Gross…'
He stood up straight and stared at her. Yang's mind was a bit fuzzy from what he did to her, so she didn't fully process what he was doing.
At least, until he started taking his jacket off. And the rest of his clothes, for that matter.
"W-Wait a minute…!" Yang quickly regained her senses and sat up straight, just as Jaune was taking off his pants. "I'm seriously gonna throttle you if you think about- A-Ah…"
Jaune kicked off his boxers, baring his naked form in front of her. He was as gangly and thin as she expected, only the barest hints of muscle tone coming from his arms, legs and chest. His penis was an average six inches, and the way it twitched made Yang wince, like it was begging for her.
Before she knew it, Jaune invaded her personal space again. She felt a pair of hands grab her belt and, when she looked down, her shorts and underwear were already around her ankles. Jaune wasted no time tearing them all off, taking her shoes with them. All that was left on her body was her yellow scarf.
"What-" Yang was cut off by Jaune pushing her down again. She couldn't even get a single grunt out, before she felt three digits plunge into her wet vagina. "A-AH!"
The sensation was new to her. In spite of her perverse tendencies, Yang had never touched herself. The fact that Ruby of all people had lost her virginity before her was a point of contention for Yang, but she never expected to lose her own like this…!
Jaune pulverized her insides with his fingers, going at a speed where it was virtually impossible for Yang to collect herself and slow him down. With each thrust, spikes of heat shot throughout her body, as if she was being zapped. The force of his fingers shook her body, and her the exertion caused Yang to start sweating. Her body moved around so much that it caused her scarf to unravel and fall off, leaving her body completely exposed to Jaune.
With each passing second, Yang felt her climax approaching. Her back arched, her eyes rolled back and she writhed like she was being possessed. Jaune never slowed in the slightest. It was like being pounded by a jackhammer, and Yang couldn't get enough of the pleasure. It overwhelmed her.
"Ah… Ah! AH~! Mmmm…! Oh~!. Yang's body was wrecked with pleasure, making noises that most boys would only dream of hearing. She couldn't help herself anymore, she wanted it more than anything.
"...!" Just like a dam burst, Yang came. It got every, on the bed, her thighs, Jaune's hand, even his crotch. The pleasure was immeasurable, incomparable to anything she ever experienced before. Like a taste of Heaven dripping down onto her body and taking her soul.
Her orgasm lasted for seven seconds, then she dropped onto the bed. Her pussy trembled, her body exhausted and her mind hazy.
"Haa… haa…~" She took slow, deliberate breaths to calm herself. She felt like she'd pass out any second, and she would've, if it weren't for one thing.
Jaune was still standing there, staring at her. His cocked, lubricated with her gum, twitched in excitement. He saw her orgasm, but he wasn't done. He spread her legs, baring her sensitive vagina before him. He positioned his penis right in front of it, ready to insert and take her virginity.
"...!" Yang suddenly regained her senses. She forced her body up and sent a powerful punch directly at his chest. His aura crackled, but it effected him. His body was sent hurling back a few feet, where landed on the floor and banged the back of his head against Nora's bed.
"Uuuuh…" He groaned, his aura definitely didn't protect against that.
"Ugh…" Understandably, Yang was sick of her body being violated. The remnants of her first orgasm still clung to her, her body was absurdly sensitive at the moment thanks to Jaune. "Hope you had fun, lover boy. It's the last you'll ever get…"
Yang felt her temper flare up again, her pleasure replaced with fury towards Jaune. She'd break his dick if he tried to do that again, but first she wants to break everything except his dick.
Yeah, that was a good compromise.
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Jaune felt the worst pain in his head when he came to his senses. Like something stabbed him in the back of the head. He hissed when he tried to touch it, that'd definitely bruise.
"Hey lover boy." He recognized Yang's voice, but it sounded... remarkably more pissed than what he was used to. "Mind explaining yourself, before I break you?!"
"W-What…?" Confused, Jaune looked up to see what Yang was talking about.
His eyes bulged,
Yang Xiao-Long was completely naked in front of him. Her bare breasts heaved and jiggled with her every breath, free from their constraints. Her body was covered in sweat, as if she just came back from a work-out. Toned, curvaceous, busty, voluptuous, hot, want, mmmph.
Jaune couldn't have gotten any harder if he tried, simply because he was already hard. His dick was rigid, and covered in some weird wet stuff. It ached beyond belief, to the point where Jaune had to resist the urge to jerk off to the glorious sight right in front of him.
He realized then, that he was naked too. Nude. With Yang. In a room. Alone.
"... What the fuck?"
"Don't play games with me, I am not in the mood." She rebuked his comment with extreme distaste. Jaune also noticed that her eyes were red, which only happened when she was extremely pissed off and about to break something.
Jaune gulped. "I… huh?"
"Playing dumb, eh? Let's see how much fun you have when I break your dick in half."
Well, that just didn't sound good at all. "W-Wait! I-I don't even know what's going on!"
"Don't lie to me, lover boy! You know what you did!"
"N-NO, I don't!' Jaune was straight panicking, terrified of what Yang would do to him. "I-I just remember waking up right here! One minute I'm sitting next to you, and the next… this!" He gestured around the hot girl. Despite his fear, his erection never went down.
"I don't believe that at all, you know."
"It's the truth! I-I swear!" His voice cracked at the end, much to his chagrin.
Also to his displeasure was when Yang grabbed him by his hair and pulled the boy up to his feet. "OW! OW!"
"Shut up." Yang told him bluntly. "Hmmm…"
"What are you- Gluh?!" Jaune was caught off guard by a sudden fist to his gut, which nearly cost him his lunch. "Uuhh…"
"You didn't protect yourself with your Aura." Yang looked baffled. "Why?"
"Wha- You can do that?!"
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Thud "Oof!" Yang let him go, and he fell on his ass. It was a good thing he didn't fall face first, or the floor would've done what Yang couldn't.
"... You really don't remember what you did, do you?"
"Still as hopelessly confused as I was when I woke up." Thankfully for Jaune, Yang's anger seemed to dissipate, ie, her eyes went back to their normal lilac color. He was still staring at her glorious, naked body, though he tried hard not to, lest he get punched again.
Still hard as a rock, though.
"Do you, uh, do you mind telling me what happened?" He asked her awkwardly. She flushed, and looked at the floor.
"W-Well… you pinned me to the bed with enough strength to break a boulder, stripped me naked and forced yourself on me. Played with me until I… uh…"
Jaune noticed the distinctive white splotches between her thighs, and the utter look of embarrassment on Yang's face, and put two and two together. Was… was that why his penis was wet? Oh gods…
"You didn't try to stop me?"
"You bet your scrawny ass I tried! Socked you right in the face, but your Aura protected you." She groaned. "Not that there was much I could do, I might as well have been a scooter against a monster truck…"
"Interesting comparison…"
"Look, the whole thing was fucking weird! You were about to stick that eager dick of yours right in me, but I got you in the chest. Sent you hurling back, and you hit the bed."
"That's why my head hurts…" He rubbed the back of his head again, and winced. "Ow…"
"The weirdest part was that you didn't react to anything. You did everything to me in total silence, like you were in some kind of a trance. May as well have been a statue…"
"Maybe…" Jaune pondered. "Maybe… I unlocked my Semblance?"
"You don't have your Semblance?!" Yang looked shocked, to say the least. "Bad enough you didn't know how Aura worked, but now this?! What'd you do, fake your way in?"
Jaune tried his best not to have a panic attack. "W-Well, do you have any better explanations?"
"... No. Personally, I don't know any Semblances that turn you into a silent, horny Hulk, but I never did look up those things…" She sighed. "Well, whatever, you unlocked your Semblance… whatever it is, exactly. Good for you."
"Strength through… arousal? I'll have to talk with Pyrrha…"
"Hm."
There was a minute of stilted, awkward silence. The two of them were still very, very naked. Yang seemed to look lost in her thoughts, standing around aimlessly, and Jaune shamelessly stared at her body again. 'So… hot…'
"So, uh…" Jaune reignited the conversation, earning Yang's attention. "Sorry I… did all of that to you. Raping you and everything."
"Don't apologize. It's not like you had any control over yourself." She sighed. "Besides, it's kind of my fault anyway. I didn't really expect any teasing to bring out the freaking sexual Hulk, but here we are."
"Neither of us could've known, but I'm still the one who did all of that to you." Jaune looked down on the floor, feeling a sudden rush of shame take him. "I'm surprised you haven't killed me yet."
"Trust me, I still want to, but we're both in the rut here." She leaned down in front of him. Jaune had to focus on her eyes and not the wonderful valley below them. "I'll admit, I was acting like a bit of a bitch to you, I went a bit to far with the teasing. Really, using you for my own gains wasn't really gonna grant me a winning side in any of this."
"No kidding…" Jaune took a sudden interest in the carpet. Any more staring and he might have to buy a wheelchair for his penis.
"Would it help if I said sorry?"
"It'd be a good start."
"Well, I am sorry." He heard her sigh again. "But I feel like I gotta make it up to you, in more ways than one."
"Y-You don't have-"
"Apupup!" Yang stopped him, waving a finger to emphasize it. "You can't stop Yang Xiao-Long once she gets going. I'm gonna make it up to you, lover boy."
"Uh…" Jaune shifted awkwardly. "W-What'd you have in mind?"
"Well…" He felt Yang grab his chin and turn his face to hers. "Firstly, how about… instead of being my fake boyfriend, you be my real boyfriend?"
"... Is there any difference between the two?" He asked warily.
"Well, that leads into the second thing." She grinned. "If this so called semblance of yours activates when you're horny, we'll have to take care of that, and I got the perfect idea…~"
"What are you- NYAH?!" Jaune jumped when Yang grabbed his dick.
"You've been rock hard since you came to, not that I blame ya, and I can tell it hurts."
"I-It's- A-Ah…" Jaune let out an involuntary moan when Yang started stroking it.
"Well, what better way to make it up to you than this? I'm sure you dreamed about this a lot, lover boy~"
"Nnnh…" Jaune didn't respond, far too distracted with Yang stroking him. She started slowly, but went faster after a few seconds. The softness of her palm, and the quick yet gentle strokes against his cock, conveyed to him in ways he could have never imagined. Even more, it was Yang doing it, and she was grinning at him at the whole time.
"A-AH!" He didn't last very long, coming in just under a minute. He sprayed his semen right on Yang's face, making her wince.
"Yuck, you couldn't aim lower?" She used her free hand to wipe it off, the sticky substance just barely missing her eye.
"S-Sorry…" He panted, his head feeling a little woozy from the orgasm.
"Eh, it's fine, I got a better way to contain it."
Before Jaune could ask what or why, Yang put his dck right between her breasts, enveloping them into a fleshy, pillowy hug. His shaft was completely encased between her bosom, only the tip sticking out on top. She went up and down, slowly and carefully, as if giving him a massage with her breasts.
"A-Ah… fuck…" Jaune threw his head back and moaned a little louder than intended. He couldn't comment much on the sensation, other than that it felt fucking amazing. It was like a wet dream come true
If it couldn't get any better for him, Yang's stuck out her tongue and slathered it all over the tip of his penis., eventually putting the entire thing in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in rhythm with her breasts.
"Aaaah…~" Jaune's eyes rolled back against his head as Yang sucked him dry. The way she went on him laid the implication that Yang was experienced with blowjobs. He couldn't even begin to wonder how, his mind was preoccupied from the pleasure.
He felt a climax coming. His face contorted, his cock twitched and his breathing turned labored. "Ah! Nnnn, mmph!"
He came in Yang's mouth, the girl didn't even have time to react. He came for five seconds, all of it going into her mouth. She took her mouth off of his dick, then swallowed.
"Ugh…" Clearly, she wasn't keen on swallowing semen. "Did you eat pizza before this? That tasted awful!"
"S-Sorry…?" Jaune couldn't really fathom a proper reaction to that. It's not like she had to swallow it, right?
"Well, whatever." Yang put some distance between them, letting go of Jaune's increasingly flaccid penis. "Feeling better, lover boy? You only get the best from the Yang Xiao-Long Girlfriend Package!"
Jaune rolled his eyes. "It was… good. Really good, actually. Possibly the best thing I ever felt."
"Heh, you flatter me." She grinned, and got on her feet. "Now then, I'm gonna take a shower and wash off all this sweat and spunk."
"That's a good idea…" Jaune nodded, standing up as well and heading towards the bathroom. Of course, when he noticed the amused glint in Yang's eyes, along with the fact that he was going to enter the bathroom with her naked, he backed off.
"You tryin' to make this some kinda porno, lover boy?"
"A-Ah, sorry, I wasn't thinking, you can-"
"I didn't say 'no', did I?"
"U-Uh…"
Before he knew it, Jaune was dragged into the bathroom with his 'girlfriend', who firmly locked the door behind him, and started the shower.
Needless to say, all of Beacon would remember the day Yang Xiao-Long arrived to Miss Goodwitch's class in nothing but a towel, and received her legendary 5-month long detention. Until the day she dies, Yang would always swear that Jaune set her up, though the boy himself was found unconscious, and naked, on the floor in team RWBY's dorm shortly after the incident.
Rumors quickly followed that the Schnee heiress castrated the poor boy after that, but those have yet to be confirmed.
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A/N: Before any of you say anything, yes I know Jaune unlocked his Semblance in Volume 5, but I decided to bend canon a bit… okay, a lot, to fit with this admittedly ridiculous set-up. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed this longer than expected one-smut, and don't forget to review!