Maxaro: ALL HAIL THE PERFECT SHIP! MAY IT SAIL FOREVER ACROSS THE SEAS OF LOVE! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD-JAUNE, SKULLS FOR THE WHITE-KNIGHT THRONE! LONG LIVE THE WEISSGOLD EMPIRE!

'Goddess... angel... maiden of unlimited beauty...'

Jaune Arc had many words he used to describe Weiss Schnee. She was his everything, the girl he loved more than life itself, and every day he woke up if only to make sure she knew just how amazing she was. He didn't deserve her love, at least not in his mind. A Goddess should be worshipped and loved by her subjects, after all, regardless of if she blessed them or not, and the subjects should be thankful the Goddess even existed. He wanted to worship all of Weiss.

Her small and lithe body, her beautiful baby blue eyes, her stunning smile, her tinkling laughter... he wanted to worship it all, and he didn't want anything in return. She was his Goddess, and her letting him love and praise her was a blessing in itself.

That's why he disliked seeing his Goddess in anything but top form. Because he knew that it was not her fault, and that any mortal body had its limitations, even if there was a Goddess' soul inhabiting it. Seeing her tiredly, yet still gracefully, fall onto her bed was as enchanting as anything she ever did, and though he was stunned into silence watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she pumped air into her lungs, he knew that it just wouldn't do to have her in such a condition for too long.

He was willing to help her in any way he could. "Weiss?" She opened her eyes and sent a look of love his way. The careful, beautiful way in which he always said her name made her heart skip like a scratched up record. No matter how long they've been together, she thought that would never stop. Not that she was going to complain.

"I'm just a bit tired, is all. Too much walking around, my feet hurt." Jaune raised an eyebrow at this. They really must have lost track of time today, if someone so light on her feet was aching.

"Would you like for me to massage your feet?" He asked and she smiled at him. The smile made his heart soar just like hers had not a minute ago. He made his way over to where she was laid out on her bed, kneeling down before her, and gently took off her boots.

Weiss had to suppress a giggle from how gently he was handling her small feet, his touch sending shivers of delight down her spine. She watched as he slowly peeled off her stockings, leaving her feet bare in his grasp, and yet another fit of giggles had to be silenced as he leaned down and kissed the top of her dainty foot softly, the action being both cute and tickling her in a way she couldn't help but adore. She happily closed her eyes and leaned back on the bed fully as he began massaging her foot, a sigh of bliss escaping her lips.

"Oh Jaune~..." she cooed softly, making Jaune redouble his efforts to provide his Goddess with as much relief and pleasure as possible.

From her ankle to her heel, as softly as he could, he squeezed and rubbed, loving the feel of her soft, perfect skin against his hands. It was clear to him that she took very good care of her skin, and probably moisturized it every night. She probably bought very expensive lotions, and skin care products. If she did, he hoped she would never stop.

He switched from her foot to her leg, and she cooed again, a sound that made his spine tingle, and his entire body shiver. Her legs were so dainty looking on the outside, but he could feel all the well toned muscles on the inside flex as his hands ran over every inch. Her legs were just absolutely perfect, and he wondered if anyone else could see the beauty they held.

Weiss shifted gently, so that Jaune's attention never shifted from his ministrations. "Jaune, I... can you get the lotion from out of the drawer of my bedside table?" Jaune looked up at her face, and upon seeing the gentle smile still on her lips, he nodded.

"Of course, my Angel."

Once, back when he hadn't told her how he felt, she hated when he called her Angel. It sounded like some cheesy pick-up line that could just have come from the lips of someone ruffian, but now she adored it. Because she knew Jaune meant every part of it. His behavior might not have been the best when they first got to know each other, but now, after having spent so much time together, she had seen what was in his heart. He treated her as nothing short of a divine being and while she thought he was just as amazing, if not more in some cases, he would never accept her praise, especially not when she feebly tried to compare herself to him.

It was odd at first, and she knew how dangerous it was to become used to it, but she loved how he showered her with care. When she was younger she had been spoiled in much the same way, but when Jaune did it she knew it was out of love and adoration for her rather than simply getting paid. He didn't give her expensive gifts, but she didn't want him to waste his money on her anyways when she was so much better off than him, but he still gave her anything she asked and more. Attention, care, love, adoration, downright Godly worship, Jaune gave her all of it, and each and every act came from how much he truly loved her.

Weiss hardly even noticed Jaune stopping his massaging of her legs, her mind too caught up thinking about how much he loved her, but when his now lotion bearing hands found her calves she realized how much she had missed the contact.

She closed her eyes again and let out a moan. Jaune thought it was music to his ears, and he wanted to hear more of it. He made sure to rub the lotion over every bit of her leg and her foot, and each and every time he passed over a sensitive spot she made his wish a reality. Pretty soon the lotion was absorbed into her skin, and his hands were dry. He didn't know how long he had been doing it, and he didn't care. All he knew was that it was time to move over to her other leg.

Much like the first time, he carefully removed its coverings, then began his massage, and Weiss had to bite her lip, having forgot how sore it was as Jaune had worked on her other one. Again, she couldn't stifle the sounds of pleasure when he started to use more of her lotion, making her already soft, heavenly skin even more so.

"You're so beautiful," he said as his hands began to dry once again, and placed a small kiss on the top of her foot, and then her ankle, and then her calf, but he didn't dare go any higher. Not yet. Not unless she wanted him to. He placed kisses in all the same spots on her other leg. Weiss made sure her skirt was firmly in place, and that he couldn't see anything more. Not that she would mind, she was just in a teasing mood, and knew he was looking every now and then.

The feeling of Jaune's strong, big hands so gently yet firmly removing the kinks from her body had felt amazing to Weiss. He had made her see the heavens he claimed she reigned over, and she felt even more excited by the minute. She sighed and moaned with almost every movement Jaune's hands did now, all of them feeling incredible, and she could feel her underwear dampen every time he placed a kiss anywhere on her skin. She was sensitive, had always been, but Jaune's touch in particular made her want to writhe in pleasure every moment she felt it upon her.

Her eyes opened slightly, catching Jaune once again trying to sneak a peek up her skirt and she felt he had earned a reward. A reward to him, at least. She hiked up her skirt just a bit, letting him see her milky, defined thighs, and she gave him a look that he understood meant that she wanted more of his touch. His hands rose from her ankles and calves, over her knees, and finally to her thighs.

Jaune always felt like her thighs were the greatest pleasure in the world to touch, not because of the intimate, and at most times sexual nature of the action, but just because they were so soft, and so perfect he felt the world slow to a standstill in his mind. The universe just stopped for him, and for her. Remnant's orbit around the sun stopped for that moment, and she was all that mattered. She was always all that mattered.

She moaned once more as her mind clouded over in ecstasy from the feeling of his fingertips slowly drifting across her skin, so close to what was now the hottest part of her body. He couldn't see the effects of his touches just yet, but every sound that Weiss made was proving to him just how good he was doing.

"Weiss..." he sighed happily, bringing his lips to her outer thighs.

The sensation of Jaune kissing her thighs sent tingles of pure delighted joy up Weiss spine. These weren't sloppy, lustful kisses, these were feather light, filled with love and affection, just like every kiss he blessed her skin with was. "Oh Jaune..." she half sighed, half moaned out as Jaune moved his lips to the top of her thighs, his hands still massaging them to make sure no part of her went unworshipped. She was sure he could smell her arousal now, she had always had a strong scent, but Jaune's eyes were closed as he continued to lightly touch his lips to her delicate skin, going higher and higher with every kiss.

"Goddess..." he whispered against her skin, "Snow Angel... being of divine elegance and grace... my beloved..." every word held more affection than Weiss thought was possible, but like always Jaune seemed to make even the impossible become a reality, at least when it came to their relationship. Her panties felt like a burden at the moment, something that merely stopped her from feeling more of Jaune's lips, especially when he moved closer and closer to her inner thighs.

He finally made his way to her hips after several minutes of kissing her, and his nose hit her stomach. She shifted, knowing that now, since he was out of room to grace her skin with those wonderful lips of his, things would have to advance. She was disappointed as much as she was excited and happy. Jaune fingers immediately went to her skirt and slowly, delicately lifted it up, after glancing up at her for permission of course. The first thing he noticed was that her panties were soaked nearly completely through.

The thing about Weiss' panties was that they were all white. Her entire wardrobe was pretty much just a mix of light blue, white and white with some black on it to accentuate it. Her underwear was no different. The other thing about her panties, is that they were all pretty much thin, allowing her arousal to soak through and make them all but see through.

He smiled at the sight, still pulling her skirt up. "J-Jaune, please..." She didn't even need to ask him twice.

He closed the distance between himself and her core, kissing her folds through her panties, finally getting to taste her juices, before pulling her underwear down her legs and revealing her practically dripping wet pussy. With anyone other than Weiss, whether he was dating them or not, Jaune would have felt embarrassed to be so close to someone else's sex, but with Weiss, his snowy Goddess, he felt nothing but love and arousal. So he closed the distance once again, placing a new kiss on her now bared folds, before he let his tongue escape his mouth to gently lap at her labia, letting him drink in as much of her juices and her scent as he wanted while also making her produce the most wondrous sounds to have ever graced his ears.

Moans, whimpers, sighs, groans, he loved hearing every single noise Weiss made, he loved hearing her voice quiver slightly and to feel her push her hips against his mouth as his tongue probed her pussy. "I love you so much..." he once again whispered, tracing the word 'Love' on her labia with his tongue.

Weiss bit her lip and threw her head back as she started grinding into his licks slowly. Her hand made its way to the back of his head, and she pulled him as close as possible. "I love you too," she whispered out, bringing her free hand up to rub her breasts through her clothing. She started to moan louder as Jaune's tongue penetrated her, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to last much longer with just how lovingly he was eating her out. Each and every single movement of his tongue, of his lips, showed as much love as was possible.

Jaune could feel her getting close. All of the experience he had pleasuring her revealed subtle sign that told him she was about to cum. "You don't have to hold back, it's okay..." he whispered against her pussy.

"Jaune...!" She whimpered as she stopped holding back, letting herself go fully. Her back arched and her hips thrust forward against his face and tongue one final time. She came, and her mind sparked with electricity. The only thing she was able to register was the feeling of absolute bliss that was Jaune lapping up her cum and the orgasm that he alone had brought. It wasn't much, she knew, she had never been one to cum a lot despite how wet she got, but with how eagerly Jaune drank every single drop of her nectar she didn't care.

Making sure not a single drop of Weiss' cum didn't make its way into his mouth and down his throat, Jaune continued to gently lick her pussy, placing long, broad licks all the way from the base of her folds to her tiny, inviting clit. He could spend hours doing nothing but this, feeling her juices pool in his mouth before he swallowed them all, and at no point would he tire or grow bored. He loved her taste and the knowledge that he had brought her pleasure too much.

"Do you want Another one...?" He asked gently, only taking a seconds break from licking her folds.

She blushed bright red at his words. Having Jaune ask her something like that, as if he was asking her if she wanted another piece of candy or something as similarly innocent, it made her chest tighten and her heart skip a beat. She bit her lip harder than ever and turned to look away as she nodded her head.

Weiss liked to believe that she wasn't a lewd person. Indeed, before Jaune she had never even really had much of an interest in sex, but she couldn't deny the offer of another orgasm, she didn't believe anyone really could. Especially when the one giving it to you was the person you love.

"Y-yes please." She wanted to cover her face with her hands, but she fought against that urge as Jaune smiled happily up at her from between her legs. She watched as he dove back down again and started to lick at her pussy as softly as he had before. She put her hand down and started to slowly massage her clit as Jaune's tongue lapped at her lips.

Two fingers, that's all she ever needed when she had pleasured herself, and so on instinct, she used her index and her middle finger to stimulate the bundle of nerves, and brought a hand up to her mouth to silence herself.

She knew no one except Jaune would hear her, but she couldn't resist trying to be quiet. It was too dirty. Though Jaune didn't make that task easy. He licked and prodded at her pussy, each movement of his tongue causing a jolt of pleasure powerful enough to shake her body to course through her mind. Her folds were still sensitive after her first orgasm, so all Jaune's affectionate attention was amplified tenfold, so much so that after a few moment she couldn't even rub her clit herself anymore. Her arms had completely shut down, along with most of her mind, and she was thankful Jaune noticed this and replaced her small fingers with his own, rubbing and toying with her clit while his tongue delved deep into her folds, quickly finding that particular spot he knew would bring her the most pleasure.

Her g-spot.

"J-Jaune...!" Weiss managed to gasp out as his tongue caused the biggest spike of pleasure so far to rock her body, and he knew she was not far off from her second orgasm. He wanted to taste more of her sweet, sticky nectar. He wanted to drink every single drop of divine ichor she would grace him with. He just wanted her to feel as good as possible, if he could do that he could care less about his own needs. About how his erection was pushing hard against his jeans.

Without warning, Weiss was suddenly thrust into absolute nirvana and her body gave out completely as she started to cum harder than before. Jaune increased his efforts, letting her body ride out the pleasure for as long as it wanted to. When she finally stopped cumming, he pulled away from her to get a good look at what his efforts had done to her.

She was breathing heavily, and the reflective sheen of sweat somehow made her look even more beautiful. Her arms hung limp at her sides as her legs remained spread open. He took as much of it in as possible. Every inch of her perfect, pink, wet pussy. Every single bit of her sensitive, shaven flesh.

That was the thing about Weiss that he always loved. How dedicated she was to keeping her body hairless and smooth. He wouldn't have minded if she didn't shave, but he couldn't exactly say he disliked just how soft every inch of her was.

He leaned up and wrapped her in his arms, giving her the biggest, most loving kiss imaginable. "Did I do good?"

"O-oh god... yes..." she replied breathlessly, burying her face in his chest. The sheats on her bed were absolutely ruined. Not because of her cum, every drop of that was in Jaune's stomach she knew, but she realized she had thrashed enough to actually tear a hole on the fabric. She couldn't help but giggle slightly at that. Jaune, and only Jaune, knew how to make her body thrash around like that, and she wanted it to stay that way. His lips landed softly on the top of her head and she pressed her body even closer to his. That was when she felt something poke against her thigh. Something hard. Something she wanted to take care off.

Even though Weiss wasn't a lewd person, she couldn't resist wanting more. Not when Jaune was this clearly aroused. Her body and mind may have been tired, but she needed one more. She needed Jaune to fill up her insides before she was completely satisfied.

She pushed herself against him even harder, and buried her head into his neck, kissing him there softly as her hands made their way down his clothed back. She got down to the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up and off, making Jaune's eyes widened. "You're still not done? Not that I'm complaining."

"Mmm, it's been a long day, and you're hard. I want you to cum too." She kissed his neck some more, and her hands made their way down to his belt, undoing it with ease before moving on and unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. They fell to the floor, and Weiss knew that this wouldn't be frantic and fast paced. It wasn't one of the times where they were craving something rough, and carnal. "Please, make love to me," she requested, looking him in the eyes, her voice full of love and longing.

It had been far too long since they went all the way. She felt so empty, and she wanted him to make that feeling go away. "But I don't have any-"

"It's okay. I finally managed to get some of my own protection." It was a long process, as boring and horribly painfully slow as it was necessary, but she did it. It was worth the wait. This would be their first time experiencing each other without any barriers.

Her stared deep into her longing eyes for a moment before capturing her lips in the softest, most loving kiss either of them had ever experienced. "Okay... Snow Angel..." he whispered as they broke apart, moving her onto his lap and letting his hands move to the hem of her dress once again, but this time he pulled it up and completely off her, leaving her in nothing but her white bra, which soon too left her body thanks to his nimble fingers.

Seeing Weiss' completely naked, absolutely perfect body was greatest reward Jaune could ever possibly hope to receive. She was just so perfect, in every possible way. He wished he could let her bared beauty grace his eyes until the day he died, especially when her image was only amplified as she loosened the braid on the side of her head, letting her snow-white tresses fall down like a icy curtain across her back.

She was smaller than him, and as such he never wanted her to be on the bottom. He didn't want to risk hurting her. So she always stayed on top, always decided the tempo, and he wouldn't have it any other way. She was the one who deserved worship, so it was only fair she was the one in control while in bed. He kissed at her neck, much like she had done to him, making Weiss let out a sigh as his head rubbed against her slick folds. With how wet she was, she doubted there would any resistance at all, and the mere thought of taking every single inch of Jaune inside her made more fires of love and lust burn within her loins.

Gently, she lowered herself down onto his shaft, a long moan escaping her lips as Jaune's hand landed on her hips to make sure she didn't move too fast. Her nails dug into his shoulders as the empty pit within her was finally filled. She couldn't wait to feel him push against her womb, filling her up with his cum…

Neither moved for a small moment when he was finally all the way inside of her, and they just adjusted to the always incredible sensation of being so intimately close. Weiss moved first, as always, and ground her hips into his, getting a feel of everything all over again, before lifting herself up, feeling his cock rub against her walls every inch of the way, and let out a mewl as she fell down onto him. Jaune couldn't help but thrust into her at the feeling of her soft pussy.

"F-fuuu... it's been a while," she said with a laugh.

"Y-yeah, I forgot how good you feel." She reached up and pulled him into a searing kiss as she started to bounce on his cock slightly, not daring to go full on yet, lest both of them break from the pleasure.

The soft sound of Weiss' butt meeting Jaune's hips along with their shared moans were the only audible sounds within the room. They kept the pace slow, both wanting to enjoy this for as long as possible. Being connected like this was the greatest pleasure either of them knew of, and Weiss never wanted him to leave her folds. He filled her up, almost to the breaking point, but by some sheer miracle she almost never felt any pain from it, as long as they didn't do anything wild of course. It felt like her body was perfectly designed to fit with his, and she loved it.

She quickened up her pace slightly, Jaune's mouth being the only thing muffling her moans, and with the help of his hands on her hips she reached a rhythmic tempo. Not so fast that they wouldn't be able to enjoy it fully, but not so slow that they weren't getting closer and closer to both cumming.

They were forced to break their loving kiss when a particularly loud moan made its from Weiss' throat as she felt Jaune hit her womb. It felt beyond incredible and she could hardly fathom just how much she had missed having Jaune inside her, making them connected in the closest way possible. She loved every single second of it and she made sure Jaune knew this too by not trying to restrain her moans in the slightest. She wanted Jaune to hear the noises he made her release.

"O-oh god, J-Jaune…!" She gasped out, pressing herself as close to his chest as possible. She wanted him to will her womb to the brim with his seed, she wanted to feel him shoot ropes of cum deep inside her.

"W-Weiss…!" Jaune too gasped, moaning as the skin on skin contact from Weiss pushing her chest against his made even more sparks of passion dance within him. "I l-love you so much…"

Ever so slowly, their pace increased, Jaune coming up to meet Weiss every time she fell down on his shaft, his hands on her hips providing the extra push needed for his cock to enter her womb completely, making his head rub against her walls until Weiss' mind was just a blank canvas from pleasure.

"J-Jaune! I-I'm cumm-!" Weiss wasn't able to finish the sentence, but there was no need for her to actually complete it. Jaune knew what she was going to say, and he too was nearing his limit, so he just tilted his Snow Angel's face up so he could meet her in a loving kiss before their bodies were set on fire as their orgasms hit.

Their moans mixed together as Jaune emptied his load deep inside Weiss' womb, her juices splashing against his hips, and Weiss finally felt true euphoria. Jaune's seed was within her. Inside her womb. She could feel every single shot of cum he released into her and every single one prolonged her orgasm with what felt like hours until her small body collapsed completely against Jaune's and she fell forward against his chest, sighing in absolute delight as Jaune's arms closed around her and he fell back on her bed.

The last thing she could hear before her mind completely shut down and she drifted off to sleep was Jaune's voice. "I love you, my Goddess…"