Pyrrha had gotten up early and pushed herself in training, hoping somehow that the exhaustion would clear her mind and her emotions, make what she was planning to do easier.
It didn't. She knew that much, as she paused in her running, taking a seat on a convenient rock and just drinking in deep breaths through her nose. Her teammate, Jaune Arc... she wanted him. Badly. He was sweet, and thoughtful, and kind, and he thought of her as nothing more than a friend. All his attention was instead given to Weiss Schnee, their team leader and a girl with a rather sharp arrogant streak - at least dealing with Jaune. Pyrrha, on the other hand, was some hero to worship. Weiss was just another person thinking she was some perfect image of the ideal Huntress, when she wasn't even a Huntress yet.
She didn't hate Weiss, even considering that she was the one who'd stolen Jaune's heart before she even got a chance at it. But she wasn't going to take it lying down, simply meekly give up. She saw that she had to take some steps to change how Jaune thought about her, or risk losing him forever. If not to Weiss (the Schnee heiress didn't much care for him), then to someone else when his heart turned a new direction.
She went back to the academy proper, washing up before finding Jaune where he lay in bed. She sat down on her own, just staring away at his sleeping, handsome face in profile. Part of her was tempted to wake him with a kiss, but instead, she smashed her hands together, a loud clap making him startle awake. Yang and Weiss were already up and at it, only sleepy, sweet, gentle Jaune was still in bed. "It's time for some early morning training," she said, trying to keep her feelings out of her voice.
"Ah, um, okay," Jaune said, managing to stumble his way out of bed, into a shower, and clothes, while only just barely waking up enough to follow her out into a secluded spot she'd picked out. It had a nice clearing - a fairy ring of mushrooms. Something appropriately... solemn.
Jaune was sheltered back where he grew up. Sisters that chased away any potential friends. It gave him that naive, genuine affect that had made her attracted to him in the first place. His pride as a young man kept him constantly trying to hide when he was ignorant of this or that, and it was cute, seeing him desperately claim to know about something he clearly didn't.
When they arrived at the fairy circle, he showed a side of himself he rarely did: one of keen insight and perception. "Pyrrha, you're a good friend, and I like you, but I'm really only interested in Weiss. I like-like her."
Pyrrha could hardly keep her heart beating in her chest at those words. She hadn't even gotten the opportunity to properly mentally prepare herself to confess, much less this. No, she had to - she had to do something, now, to salvage the situation. Not knowing what else to do, she laughed, her mind running quickly over what she could, finally finding and grasping his naivete, holding to it like a talisman capable of protecting herself from this situation. "Ha, ha, no, no, Jaune," she said, as the half-faked laughter (half miserably self-pitying) finally died down. "I-I wasn't, no, why would you think that?" He actually looked like he was buying it. "You thought I lo- like you? C-come on, we're friends, that's all, right?" She clapped his shoulder hard enough he wobbled off balance. "I wanted to offer you training to help you seduce Weiss."
He believed her whole-heartedly, she could see that when his eyes lit up. "Really? That's- you're such a great friend, Pyrrha," he said, practically stabbing her own spear directly into her heart.
"...Yeah. I am." She had to come up with some way for her seduction to work its magic, some lie that would give her at least a small in with him. "I'll become your suckbuddy."
"What's that?" Jaune asked, his brow furrowing.
Good. He was buying it. "You don't know? I guess if you're out in the country, you probably wouldn't have heard about it. People tend to keep it quiet and discreet, you know. It's not exactly dinner conversation." She was lying through her teeth. "Especially for the guys. It's super rude to talk about it, like, as gauche as sharing nudes of your girlfriend."
"Okay, okay, I get it," he said, sounding more like he was exasperated that she thought so little of him he had to be told many times, than that he wasn't buying it. "What's a suckbuddy, then?"
"It's a female friend who, you know," she said, making him blink. She hesitated for a moment, her mouth having run far ahead of her brain, and the reality that she was, in fact, a virgin who hadn't even managed to get up the heart to confess to her crush before he ground her underfoot with his rejection. She just mimed oral sex, holding her hand in front of her mouth and leaving her mouth open, feeling the burning on her cheeks as this was somehow even more embarrassing than just saying you sucked their dick.
"Ah. Oh. I'm... I mean, I like Weiss," he said, scratching his neck awkwardly. "I don't know if I should do that kind of thing while I'm trying to woo her, you know?"
"Oh, no! It's really useful. It helps you relax, it helps you get more confident with women, it's totally normal. Just think of it like masturbation." Was she really comparing herself to masturbation? She was. "Masturbation with my mouth. You don't even need to clean up afterwards-" which he wasn't actually that good at, she'd wound up stealing his sheets or blankets where he'd left a bit, jilling herself silly off the smell, and then washing it before he found out what she'd done, "-since it just goes right down into my stomach. It's like my throat's the jizz rag and my stomach's the dumpster," she explained. "I've done it before, the guy got together with his dream girl surprisingly quickly!" She was lying through her teeth, she'd never so much as given a blowjob before, but if he bought it, then maybe she could leverage it to get him to pick her over Weiss. She doubted the Schnee heiress would exactly be an eager fellatrix.
He seemed to consider it carefully, his expression suggesting a hint of uncertainty. He even squinted at her, then finally, the tension left his body. "Sure, okay. You can be my suckbuddy."
Inwardly, she leapt up and down for joy, fists pumping frantically at the air at her success. This was the way that she was going to get Jaune, for sure. Even if it didn't wind up working, at least she'd get to do this sort of thing with Jaune. "Let's get started right away," she said, immediately kneeling on the dirt in front of him. She didn't want him to welsh after having the chance to consider further. Her hands went to his pants, hurriedly pulling them down, revealing his hard cock.
Her cheeks glowed at the sight of it, the thing big and thick. Her trembling hand reached up for it, softly wrapping around it - it was just girthy enough she couldn't quite meet her fingers together with her thumb, and it was about as long as her forearm.
She could only swallow. She knew enough about this sort of thing to know that he was enormous. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to consider how best to orally pleasure him without letting on that she didn't know the first thing about it. Her hand stroked up and down his length in a slow movement as her thoughts moved like molasses towards the inexorable conclusion: there was no way to do this but to just go for it. Her mouth fell open, tongue lolling out, and she leaned forward, her lips suckling at the tip of his dick at first.
Any hesitation vanished as she saw him groan, his length twitching in her mouth, the sharp taste of his precum dying her tongue as she stared up at him like that. Her hand got faster on his cock, her expression more intense, but she didn't trust herself to take him any further. Already, keeping her mouth this wide-open was starting to ache, but she had to do this. Had to. Had to show him that she was better than Weiss in at least this one way.
He grabbed her hair in a rough tousle, his fingers digging into the mass of her ponytail. She felt a certain tension, knowing what he was almost certainly about to do, but she couldn't resist him. Didn't want to, either. She let him begin to pull her down his length, relaxing her body as best she could. "Ah, your mouth feels so nice," Jaune said, his cock twitching a bit, and her heart fluttered at the compliment. "I'm sorry, I know you're hot, but - I just don't like your body type." Wha- why the hell was he saying this right now? She managed to keep from fuming at him, but it was hard.
It was made a little easier when his cock hit the back of her throat, making her briefly spasm as she gagged on his dick. He had the good grace not to keep going, grinding her down further. "You're muscular and have these nice big tits," he continued, as he gently sawed her up and down the top - third? quarter? - of his cock. "But I like slender girls: long legs, a cute small chest, a beautiful face. Like Weiss, for example."
Her cheeks burned at his comment, and a certain other part of her started to heat up as well, completely incomprehensibly. She swallowed wetly what saliva had begun to build up in her mouth, and her hand stealthily snaked down between her thighs, hiking up her skirt an inch or two to let her rub against her lower lips and clit as she was sawed up and down his dick.
The pleasure helped relax her as she was gently fucked up and down the topmost part of his cock, and at last she simply closed her eyes. She pushed herself forward this time, dragging her lips forward until his big fat stupid cock was hitting the back of her throat, and as she gagged and twitched, she just kept going, refusing to let it stop her even for a second. Spit flew freely from her mouth as she did her level best to take him to the base, and even as he grunted and twitched, his hips bucking, she could feel the heat in her groin get even more intense at the rough treatment. His finger was squeezed tight around her hair, now, his cock slamming against the back of her throat with intense, overwhelming force, just ramming as deep as it could go - which wasn't very deep.
She could barely breathe and the boy she liked was treating her without the slightest thought of her own feelings, but the warmth in between her thighs was getting even hotter, her hand becoming more active as she slid it inside of her panties, directly touching her clit and lower lips. The flush to her cheeks didn't matter to Jaune, though - he was casting his head back and simply relentlessly grinding her face against his cock, forcing her inch by inch to take him deep into her throat, saliva dripping and flowing out of her mouth as it splattered down onto the ground before her, her whole body shuddering and jerking.
She held with it, though. Didn't resist. Let the boy she liked ruthlessly mistreat her face and mouth like this, let him grind her down further and further to try to work his cock all the way into her throat. Her eyes rolled up, not in pleasure, but from asphyxiation, her vision dimming at the edges as he choke-fucked her on his fat cock. The hand in her groin only became faster with each passing second, some particularly disturbed part of her delighting in this rough treatment, all the more because Jaune didn't even seem to care one whit that he was hurting her, that she couldn't breathe, that he was using her mouth and throat like they were his right hand and he could be as rough as he pleased without worry.
She actually passed out, at some point around the two-thirds point down his cock. As her vision dimmed, she could only hope that Jaune would notice what he was doing.
Fortunately, he did, peeling her off his cock and sending her tumbling back down onto the ground, making her desperately suck in hard breaths, her chest rising and falling. Her fingers were still caked in her own juices but, fortunately, not still in her groin. "Ah, sorry," he said, sounding so sincere, like a sweet young boy who just lost himself in the pleasure of her mouth rather than some sadistic, cruel, blackguard like one might expect.
"It's, it's fine," she sputtered out. "I should have tapped out," she added, trying her best to deflect blame away from him onto her. If he blamed himself, that would make him guilty, and if he was guilty, then he'd stop using her mouth as a masturbation aid, and then what could she do to try to seduce him? She let her mouth fall open again, tongue rolling out, feeling as saliva gingerly ran down the length of her tongue, slowly dripping down onto the ground as she stared up at him in that position.
His cock didn't really twitch in response to the show, there was no sign of particular arousal on his part, but he dutifully grabbed her ponytail, and dragged her right back down his length, rubbing his cock all over the inside of her mouth, smearing against her cheeks, her palate, her tongue. His precum dripped into her mouth, the salty taste somehow deeply intoxicating, her nostrils flaring as she drank in the sheer stink of his erect dick while. When he was finished with using her mouth like a cumrag on the uppermost part of his cock, he looked down at her. She gave him a nod, willing herself to look enthusiastic about getting choked on his cock again. She didn't want him to hesitate on her account.
And so, he started to drag her back down his cock again. She sputtered and choked, going cross-eyed, her hand going into her groin to start masturbating. His breathing became increasingly erratic as he just used her mouth and throat for his own selfish pleasure, his hips absently bucking. "Fuck, this feels good," he said. "Fuck, I can't wait to do this with Weiss," he breathed out, almost half his thick cock lodged in her mouth by this point, her throat clogged up with his length, rendering her unable to speak or do anything but meekly submit to his forceful movements. "You think she's got any experience being a suckbuddy, Pyrrha?"
Pyrrha could only roll her eyes around in her head as she got choked on his dick. Her brain struggled to decide what to tell him - but she finally shook her head 'no.' "Ah, great," he said, making her cheeks flush. "I really think it'd probably be really romantic to learn all about sex together with the girl, right? Or at least to teach her," he noted, with an awkward laugh as she choked and sputtered around his cock. "I bet it's the same for you, right? You've probably taught lots of guys how good it feels to get their cocks, nnn," he groaned as she just started to suck on his dick, her cheeks hollowing.
Should she have said that he'd be her first suckbuddy, rather than pretended to be experienced? The tears running down her cheeks from the choking suggested it might have been advisable. So did the words he was saying now, suggesting that he'd rather take a pure girl and show her the ropes, than enjoy things with an experienced girl... "like her," he didn't say aloud, but she knew that was what he was thinking. Her hand in between her thighs was getting more frantic, pinching at her clit, as he ground her slowly down his length. Her body resisted every inch he took from her, but they just barely managed it, with his forceful grasp and her own hard work at relaxing her body to make it easy on him.
When his cock was completely lodged in her throat, throbbing and twitching, choking her as he held her down, she felt a surge of arousal. Her hand in between her thighs got even more frantic and forceful as he ground her nostrils into his pubic hair, his thick scent filling her nose. She was smeared and pressed down into his pelvis, choked on his cock, her eyes starting to roll up. Part of her suggested she should push back, tap out, let him know she couldn't breathe, but it just didn't manage to actually make her body do anything of the kind.
As she began to feel her vision black out at the edges, though, Jaune seemed to realize what she was going through and just yanked her off his cock, his fat length smacking wetly against her cheek, smearing his saliva across her features as she sagged and caught her breath. Her hand in her cunt became less animated, her chest rising and falling, as she stared up at him with an expression of raw lust. She was enjoying sex with her crush, after all, getting to suck on his fat cock, something Weiss had never gotten to do. It twitched absently in front of her, now separated from her throat like this.
"...really need to tell me if you're having trouble breathing," Jaune said, making her attention finally snap to his beautiful lips as she tried to infer what he'd been saying. Oh. He was concerned about her choking himself on his cock.
"It's fine," she reassured, patting his thigh gently. "I just want to make you feel good." Her cheeks burned the moment the words left her mouth, making her wonder if he'd realize her true intentions here. "I mean, since I love being your suckbuddy so much," she explained, quickly, then let her mouth fall open once more, practically begging him to just stick his cock in her mouth and shut her up.
He took her up on the offer. "I'll just fuck your face," he said, making her blink in confusion for a moment before that fat cock of his rammed its way halfway down her throat, making her choke and gag and twitch. On automatic, her hand went down to her groin, and Jaune frantically pumped her up and down his dick, his eyes squeezed shut. She had to suck in quick breaths when his cock wasn't blocking her throat as he rammed her up and down his dick. It made it possible for him to just fall into this pattern.
She was, frankly, shocked that he still hadn't come, with how long they'd been going. Her jaw didn't exactly hurt, thanks to Aura, but it was still ridiculous just how long he'd been going at it. His panting was becoming more labored, now, even as much of his cock remained out of her mouth even on the downswing. The hand that wasn't frantically masturbating to the situation reached up, fondling his balls, gently stroking and feeling up the base of his hard cock, while he relentlessly used her mouth and throat like his personal masturbation aids. Even as he did that, her hand in her cunt got more intense, more frantic, the heat rushing up her whole body, sending tingles and goosebumps, making her flush and squirm faintly.
Her vision became hazy, not from choking, but from tears, as her throat was repeatedly violated and her gag reflex provoked over and over, but she stared up at the groaning, twitching face of her beloved Jaune, admiring his handsome features, his short blonde hair, wanting nothing more than to suck down his cum and then kiss him right on the lips. She knew she'd only get to do the former though. "Fuck, fuck this is good," he grunted out, getting even more intense, more forceful, his cock completely soaked in her spit by this point. Her tongue did its best to slither and lick and the underside of his length as he took advantage of her throat like that. "Ah, fuck, Weiss, you're so fucking good," he said, casting his head back as he kept pounding her up and down.
The incredible insult of having him call another woman's name completely wounded her pride as a woman, but at the same time, the hand in her cunt kept going, fingers digging into her sex, pressing against her clit, slobber rolling out of her mouth in thick rivulets that dribbled down onto her tits or the ground, depending on exactly where she was in this endless cycle of facefucking. "Fuck yeah, Weiss, I love you, I love your mouth, keep it up, keep going, fuck," he groaned, pleasure obvious in both his tone of voice and his body's sporadic twitching.
Pyrrha's gag reflex was slowly but surely being worn down, the tears in her eyes both from humiliation and from repeatedly being choked like that still coming hard, but Jaune's cock getting further down her throat each thrust. Inch after inch of dick wound up being taken, until she was being slammed right into his pelvis again, his thick blonde pubes pressing into her nose and completely clogging her senses with his wondrous scent even when he'd peel her back. Up and down, up and down, and the humiliation didn't stop. "Weiss, Weiss, ahn," Jaune breathed out, his hips bucking, each rough slam of cock into throat serving to completely humiliate and degrade her, and the hand in her cunt was working even harder than it had been before, her body twitching and lightly thrashing in pleasure at its work.
"I'm gonna come, I'm coming, Weiss," he moaned out in pleasure, leaning forward over her, forcing her down into his pelvis one last time, choking her on his cock as he called out another woman's name. Pyrrha came shortly thereafter, she'd like to say because she knew she'd done a good job and pleased Jaune, but also because despite of her overwhelming humiliation, she was also intensely aroused, her juices spilling out in copious quantities over her hand to make up for the thick, creamy load that was being directly deposited into her stomach as she spasmed in pleasure.
When he was completely spent, pulling that thick, wondrous cock out of her mouth, it absently smacked against her features, smearing more spit across her face as she sagged and caught her breath. She gave him a warm smile, happy that she'd managed to convince him to become her suckbuddy, sure that if she just played her cards right, she could leverage this into something serious, make him become her boyfriend instead of just her suckbuddy.
"Do you want to do this again tomorrow?" She licked her lips, his taste still staining her mouth, his scent clogging up her nose. She wouldn't be brushing her teeth for a while so she could just enjoy this, just let the aftertaste of Jaune's cock linger, rather than risk it being replaced by mint.
"Sounds great, Pyrrha," he said, smiling down at her gently. "You're the best friend, and suckbuddy, a guy could ask for. Thanks for helping get me ready for things with Weiss."
He didn't even apologize for calling out another woman's name as he came, he called her his friend instead of his beloved, but somehow she managed to give him nothing but a warm smile as he absently stuck his dick right back in his pants, her gaze following its movements.