Chapter 03

(Im)Patience is Key

A/N: Hallo. It be me. Aldo7Aces. I'm glad to see EVEN MORE people picking this series up. So in my other story, 'Amiable Youth', Munsell's lost an arm but gets it replaced. I may write some chapters involving the replacement arm and others where he still has the original. Just depends on what I need or what I want to write. A thank you to MizoreShirayukiFan for the request.

So, yeah... I won't delay your progress any further.

Arkos

Jaune X Pyrrha (OG X OG)

Most teenagers relieve stress in many ways. Playing video games, playing an instrument, social media, or training. Pyrrha was an individual who didn't do anything but train.

She had been building stress for the past few weeks... no wait... scratch that... ever since day one at Beacon. It's not that she was letting the stress get to her, it's just that she didn't know how else to relieve it. The training environment slowly gets more difficult, making everyone at the school slowly build up the same stress, thus requiring some relief.

Back to what all the other students had that the Invincible Girl didn't (for once): The ability to relieve their stress. Pyrrha was not... well normal per se, so it wasn't her fault, but that meant she had been slowly building a large debt to her mental health that needed to be repaid somehow.

But how? Hmm... how?

Well, she had an idea. In her circle of friends, it wasn't a secret to anyone except Jaune how much she had a crush on him, but no matter her (extremely minor) advances, he still wasn't picking up on it. This, was... frustrating, as one could imagine, thus, making more stress for her. So... how was she going to relieve her stress?

Simple.

Pyrrha was going to seduce Jaune. She reasoned it out. Jaune was so dense that if it failed, he wouldn't judge her any differently. So, nothing to lose, everything to gain. Besides, she'd never failed any other plan that she planned out just as well as this one, and she was the Invincible Girl. Nothing bested her!

She deemed it would work.

So... fast forward to what the plan was and it's initiation. First, getting rid of Ren and Nora. Difficult to do if one didn't know how to approach. So, what was she going to do?

Tell Nora that there was a secret sloth fan convention somewhere in town. She just had to find it. That would buy her several hours because of Nora's determination, topped by her infamous ability of becoming sidetracked. Pyrrha felt sorry for Munsell when he was partnered with her one time.

Now, the rest of her plan. Pyrrha was already dressed in black lingerie with red lacing throughout, her hair worn down. She knew it was one of her more attractive features and she hoped that it being down would give her a more approachable feel. Not in the normal way that Jaune approached her as a team mate, rather, the way that he could approach her as a girl.

Pyrrha arranged for Terra to adjust the level of electrical flow into the lights of her team's dorm, that way it would create a more romantic tone. Terra wished Pyrrha luck and she as well wished Terra luck with her attempts with Hale.

Now... it was time to get Jaune to return to the dorm. It would be easy to think of any excuse. Jaune would come back for literally anything. It was just a matter of following through with it. Pyrrha just glared at the phony message she had typed for the recipient 'Jaune'. She could feel butterflies just thinking about sending the message.

Pyrrha looked the message once over and it read, "Jaune, could you come do something about the light in our dorm? It's being weird and I don't want us to get blamed for it."

It would've done the job. Too bad she was going to delete it.

Pyrrha went to hold down the backspace but her thumb cramped from how much she had practiced with Milo (one of the items that made her arsenal) yesterday. Her thumb jerked right at that moment to the 'Send' button.

Her mind reeled in sheer agonizing regret. Pyrrha chastised herself, half-yelling, "No! Nohoho! Stupid! Agh, why!?"

She received a reply no later than a minute, "Yeah, sure. I'll be right there. Just finished lunch."

No! No! This wasn't what she wanted! She wanted to just change back into casual clothes and forget the entire matter. Act like it never happened.

'But...' a part of her mind spoke up, 'it is Destiny.'

She was a strong believer in Destiny... and it was a valid point. Now could be her chance! Now, she could express her feelings for Jaune! And... maybe... relieve some stress...

Pyrrha positioned herself on her bed sitting up but leaned back on her elbows, one leg crossed over the other in a seductive pose. She heard the door being opened and felt her heart rise to her throat, beating rapidly.

This was it... She was following through with the plan...

And in walked Jaune... staring... at his Scroll...

He merely walked into the center of the room and gave Pyrrha a quick wave, "Hey Pyr."

He was facing sideways away from Pyrrha and he looked up at the light, "That is weird."

Pyrrha coughed to catch his attention and he immediately became red in the face upon seeing her, "P-Pyrrha!? W-What!? Wh-When did you-!?"

Jaune's heart was now in his throat, threatening to punch out of his vocal cords. He wasn't prepared for what he was looking at. Pyrrha was glorious. The centurion that he always saw dressed in gold and red armor now lay before him in red and black lace. It made his heart stir and it was the first time he was looking at her in a different light. Not as the warrior goddess that he and everyone else praised, but as a beautiful young girl that was full of desire and filling him with it, and just like everything she did, she was doing so effortlessly.

Her green eyes seemed to radiate a piercing energy that was somehow pleading him to give in to his carnal desires.

Her eyes in that moment were the envoys of greed. They stirred up Jaune's thoughts. Why hadn't he done anything yet? Here this beautiful girl was, ready for him just to take her and he was holding himself back. Just... his lack of experience in this field was making him question how to proceed.

Jaune wanted to... to... to do something with Pyrrha. Run his fingers through her hair. Kiss her lips. Feel her body against his. Anything to stop those eyes from boring their way into him like they were now.

Pyrrha rose from her position on the bed and sauntered scantily up to Jaune. They could both feel Jaune's eyes following the way her body curves moved. In a few seconds, she was on him. He was suddenly subconscious of his clothes creating a boundary between them. He went to hang out with Munsell and Ruby at the library so he was wearing casual clothes. A white 'The Achieve' shirt with green text covered by a black, short-sleeved button-up shirt, dark blue jeans, and his normal sneakers.

A red blush was clear across both of their faces. Pyrrha from actually being this bold and Jaune from his lack of knowledge on what was going to happen and to what extent.

Pyrrha had Jaune perplexed. She pressed her body against his, her generous bust tight in the elegant work of black lace, the accents of red throughout drawing particular attention to the way she curved. Pyrrha's arms found their way around Jaune's neck and torso under his shirt and she gazed into his eyes.

He was charmed. He felt his chest burst with the feeling of want, his arms wrapping around her back. They were silent, moving slowly but with a purpose. Pyrrha brought her lips to Jaune's and she met little resistance. Actually... cooperation. He never felt such trembling within himself. It was now that he knew what it was causing it.

His love for Pyrrha. He always suppressed it subconsciously, but it was only because he felt insignificant compared to her. He never felt like he was someone to admire, but now that Pyrrha's feelings were out in the open he was going to express his. Jaune broke the kiss and spoke to Pyrrha, "Pyr... I... I love you."

The look on her face is one of surprise but she broke it by bringing her hands in front of her mouth, eyes closed and giggling. Jaune felt embarrassed and turned to the side, asking, "W-What...? D-Did I say something wrong?"

Pyrrha wiped her eyes from the humor, "No, Jaune. I just thought I was going to have to say it first..."

Jaune lifted Pyrrha's face by her chin with his right hand and resumed the kiss, catching her off-guard, this time the quivering feeling was hers to enjoy. She moved her hands up to the shirt and opened it up more to slide the sleeves off of his arms. Jaune just resumed with caressing her body with his hands, creating butterflies along her skin from how he was adding more emphasis to the contact her skin was making with her lingerie.

Her hands danced down his torso, feeling every part of their musculature before his hands followed hers and helped to remove his "The Achieve" shirt.

It was quickly discarded and cast to the side. He unbuttoned the sleeves that were attached to the blouse she was wearing and helped to slide them off of her arms. Jaune's tender care made Pyrrha blush and she kissed his shoulder as he did. He lifted Pyrrha in his arms bridal style and she let out an exclamation and a giggle, "What are you doing Jaune!?"

He chuckled, confidently (something that she always admired and rarely ever saw), "I'm moving us."

Jaune lied Pyrrha down on her bed and she giggled happily. She was lovedrunk and enjoying every moment of it. The way her chest was tight, breathing was heavier, and her stomach had butterflies. She enjoyed it. It was far better than any sort of sensation she had ever felt during even her most exhilarating fights. His hands found their way down to her thighs and he gave them a nice squeeze, earning a stronger burst of laughter from his partner. He undid the buttons for her stockings before sliding them off of her legs and tossing them aside like the sleeves earlier.

Pyrrha nibbled on his ear and he wriggled off his pants, ready to reach the next level. He slid off his undergarments with his pants and was the first of the two that was fully naked. They were advancing faster than Pyrrha had anticipated, but she didn't mind. It only filled her with more want and anticipation. He kissed her along the jawline and she held his face in front of hers, pressing her lips to his once again. His hands tugged the piece protecting her maidenhood and she moaned into the kiss. Her tongue asked his mouth for permission to enter and admission was granted nigh immediately.

Pyrrha was already a little wet down there by now and Jaune had noticed. He aligned himself with her lower lips and asked her, "Pyrrha... are you...?"

She nodded, hands over her breasts, "Yes, Jaune... I want you. I've always wanted you."

Her words made his face become even redder than before. He nodded and slowly sheathed himself. Her sex was comfortable around him, being a little loose from all of the physical strain she was always exposed to. Minor tears formed from the pain of having her hymen broken and Jaune stopped moving, allowing her to get comfortable and adjusted.

Pyrrha opened her eyes to him and nodded for him to continue. Jaune began moving his hips and didn't know where he was allowed to put his hands, so he moved them to her waist for some extra strength and stability. The answer to that thought, however, was answered when she moved his hands up to her breasts, undoing the cups of the lingerie that were restricting her. Jaune fondled with her nipples and she pulled him into her, feeling his body against hers, Pyrrha's hands roaming his body, finding spots along his sides and back that made his breath catch.

Jaune played with her breasts as he kept thrusting until he began hitting a good spot, Pyrrha gripping him close to her, pressing his mouth to her neck, grinding her hips against his, her back arching, driving him harder and deeper into the same spot.

Pyrrha felt incredible around Jaune at this pace and his technique was also extremely satisfying for her. They both felt jitters and wonder at the other's touch, the both of them losing their minds from how intense it felt.

They were reaching their limits and Jaune exclaimed, "I'm... I'm almost there... Pyrrha!"

She couldn't compose a sentence. She could only stammer half words that were still incomprehensible. Her mind went blank from each time... he hit that... spot just... right...

Pyrrha's walls clenched down on Jaune's dick, her climax causing her body to rapidly try to milk out his. Jaune could only go for a few more pumps before the backs of Pyrrha's legs wrapped around his, holding him in place.

When he finished, Jaune laid down with Pyrrha, a hand on his stomach, the other stroking her hair. Her eyes were closed and she looked like a goddess in her afterglow.

Jaune was in disbelief of his entire situation. He could barely muster the bravery to ask this girl. This champion. This goddess... no, his goddess, "Pyr... why... am I the one you love? I mean... I'm not that... unique..."

She opened her eyes and looked gingerly at Jaune. She placed his hand on her cheek and curled her fingers around it, telling him, "That. That's why Jaune. Because you are unique. You're strong and kind and care about everyone, yet you're still humble."

He nodded comprehension and she spoke up, "You know... Ren and Nora won't be back for a while... The RWBY and RGNT crews are also out, so there'll be no one to bother us for a while at all."

Jaune felt a light smile creep across his face. he liked the prospect of being able to enjoy his partner's company for a little longer. He blushed at the prospect, "So... what do you want to do?"

Pyrrha's face became as red as her hair as she became extremely embarrassed in asking, "What about... sixty-nining?"

Jaune's face became as flush as hers and he nodded, "Ye-Yeah! I'm fi-fine with that!"

Pyrrha slowly moved herself (partially out of lack of experience on how to approach and partially out of the initial embarrassment coming from the situation) and positioned her body above Jaune's. She rested herself atop his body, her breasts against the area directly above his dick and lower body raised so that he may pleasure her. Jaune placed his hands on the outsides of her thighs and established a good grip while Pyrrha steadied his dick in her hands.

Pyrrha was the first to touch her lips to her partner, causing Jaune to gasp from the sudden warmth of her mouth around his head. She licked around it a little and it was enjoyable and he raised his mouth to her lower lips, her body jolting from the sudden contact. She began running her hand up and down along his shaft as she moved her head up and down.

Pyrrha moaned from the stimulation he was creating and the extra feeling of the vibrations from her moans made him quiver just a little bit. Jaune experimented several methods.

Random licking, patterns, letters. As he experimented, Pyrrha did as well. Different angles, depths, rates of which she was sucking him. She began swirling her tongue around it as well. Jaune felt his hips bucking with her head bobbing pace. He put his tongue within her folds and moved a hand down to Pyrrha's nub.

They were both approaching their end. Pyrrha felt her mind going blank and her pace was slowing down. Jaune's bucking picked up to compensate and he drove his tongue deeper into her cavern and he could feel her muscles and tissues slowly tightening and coiling around his tongue.

Pyrrha fought to regain her focus and began to keep up with his pace. He stopped and told her, "I-I'm gonna- cum!"

Pyrrha gave a comfirmation with just a sort of muffled 'Mhmm!' and several moments later, Jaune was the first to cum. Pyrrha swallowed it down and he found another spot and began overwhelming it with stimulation, causing Pyrrha to orgasm and climax into his mouth.

After they were both finished, they laid there, quiet, breathing heavily, their thoughts racing.

Jaune asked Pyrrha, "Hey... are you good?"

She didn't reply. Pyrrha had fallen asleep. Her mind was so clear from all of the stress that she entered a new level of relaxation she had never experienced. There was still one thing that was on her mind before so, however, and that was how she was glad Destiny had affected her day to turn up like this.

As for Jaune... he was now hoping she would wake up so that they could fix everything before anyone would turn up.