She was trying to help me study, really she was.
Ruby was in her school uniform, with coat and cloak draped on the chair she currently sat on. She leaned over the textbook on Grimm Anatomy, flipped to a page with more words than I think I'd spoken all day. I stood to her left, bent slightly over and using my left hand to support myself against her oak desk, half-blankly staring down at the amalgamation of words before me.
The problem was that she didn't really know the material any better than I. It became clear quite quickly that she was simply reading off the pages in front of her and trying to rationalize what she read and project the information as though she understood it more deeply by using large words that I think neither of us knew the meaning of.
"It says right here this species is quad-ri-pe-tal, so that means… it means, er, that this species, which is indeed qual of the pe-tal, possesses the quality of possessing multiple, four to be exact, petals in which it uses to attack with" Ruby struck out with feigned confidence. She looked up at me with what may be the worst poker face I've ever seen, her eyes dodging my own and a fake smirk of confidence from her lips, something she had probably seen Yang do and thought she could imitate easily.
"Ruby, it says quadrupedal, meaning it has four legs." I flipped the textbook to the next page where it showed a picture of the Grimm in question. It was quite clearly a Beowulf, no petals anywhere in sight.
She looked at the page and I could see her posture tighten, her neck tensing up. She realized she'd been caught in her bluff. I bent down slightly more, to see around her bangs. Her face was red as her cloak, her face in a slight grimace. She must have realized I was looking at her as she turned away from me and brought up her left hand to her right bicep. God she was too cute sometimes.
"I'm sorry" I heard her murmur away from me. I put my right hand on her shoulder to try and get her to relax but I immediately felt her shoulder tense upon my touch.
"For what?" I asked her, though I think I already knew. It would just be an awkward place to jump from if I didn't at least ask for some kind of clarification.
"For wasting your time, Jaune." She turned towards me, her arms crossed across her breast, her eyes still avoiding my own, with her eyes looking slightly damp. "I told you I'd help you study and all I've been doing is read from the book, and even that I clearly don't understand. How can I expect to help you when I can't even realize it's a Beowulf from it's description? I'm sorry." She finished simultaneously letting her head slump forwards, unable to even look at me, from some combination of embarrassment and shame.
I immediately felt sorry for her. Did she really think this was a waste of my time? God, she has no idea, maybe the best course of action is really to just tell the truth, hasn't lead me astray yet.
"Ruby," I spoke clearly, moving my other hand to her left shoulder, with her body now facing straight towards me. "I didn't come here to learn about Grimm, I came here to spend time with you." She was finally looking at me, making eye contact with me with those gorgeous silver eyes of hers, just barely poking around her black-red bangs, her lips still in a pout, though slightly ajar in shock. "If you had proposed doing anything from training to literally just sitting in the library together I would have said yes. Sometimes it isn't about what you're doing, but who you're doing it with that matters."
She blushed deeply and looked down again, her face once more hidden behind her chaotic hair.
I barely heard it, but it was there. "If that's how you feel, then maybe you wouldn't mind…" She trailed off at the end and I wasn't able to make out the rest of it.
I bent down further, enough to just see her nose, small and delicate, just like the rest of her. "What did you say at the end, I couldn't quite make it out" I asked quietly, though I had a few ideas.
She tensed for a second, and I wasn't sure what she was doing, I was a bit worried I'd overstepped, maybe I'd read the situation wrong and said some things I shouldn't have. Maybe-
I felt the hands around the back of my neck before I felt the soft, wetness on my mouth. I was shocked somewhat, but eagerly pressed back at her. Her lips were tight, as though she wasn't sure what my reaction would be and was expecting the worst. I leaned into it and put my left hand on the desk for stabilization, my right going to the back of her chair.
Her lips began to relax and I thought she'd want a bit of breathing room and to possibly discuss what just happened. I pulled away, but was only able to get about an inch away before she pulled me back in with surprising strength. This time she was on the offensive and I was the one unprepared. I wasn't going to say no to this though, quite the opposite. I pressed back and we began to really get into it.
My right hand shifted from the chair to her upper back, between her shoulder blades where I could feel her muscles were taught from pulling me in. I thought I'd fix that as I used this to pull her in closer to me until our chests were touching as she was leaning back somewhat, with my right arm supporting her. I could feel her breasts on my own chest through our clothing. It wasn't anything explicitly lewd, but God did it feel like it was. This entire moment felt forbidden, like some kind of unwritten rule was being broken, but that only made it better.
The pace of our mouths only quickened from there. I took her bottom lip between my own and sucked on it. She let out a moan and I could feel the heat of her breath against my face, humid and so damn hot that it hurt.
I moved my hand to her bottom and slid it underneath. She shifted to allow it even. With this I picked her up and brought her closer to me. Her groin rubbed against my own through our clothing and I couldn't help but feel her body heat. Her legs naturally wrapped around my hips, her stockings doing nothing to hide her shapely legs. We continued kissing as I brought her to her bed and none so gracefully let her and myself fall down onto the bed.
The momentum brough friction to all points, the most noticeable being our crotches. She seemed to notice as well as she let out another moan and began rolling her hips into my own, grinding herself into me. God I couldn't stand it, I wanted to be inside her so badly my heart ached at the thought. Her mouth let go of mine and move to my right ear, I didn't know what she was doing until she closed her teeth lightly around my ear lobe and let out a breathy moan directly into my ear, causing my entire body to shudder with want.
It lit a fire within me. She and I were so close, yet there were far too many things in our way. I didn't care how it was remedied so long as it was. I grabbed both sides of her blouse and ripped. Buttons came flying off and she seemed stunned for a moment before blushing and looking away, realizing I now had direct view of her bra and stomach.
I thought her breasts would be the bounty here, but my God her stomach, it was the perfect balance. There was lean muscle hiding just below the surface but not near enough to protrude like a body builder's would. If one would compare it to anything, it would be the number 11, two rows clearly visible but without distinct individual muscles.
"Jaune" I heard her say, pleadingly. She was looking away, clearly embarrassed at being so exposed. You just wait my dear, there's still plenty more to go. I let both my hands roam her stomach, just feeling the combination of necessary fat and muscle. She was squirming under my touch, her stomach being quite sensitive to touch, especially the right side. I kept my left hand on her right side stomach to continue to explore while my other hand roamed to her breast, slipping underneath her bra as I leaned forwards, thrusting my hips against her own as I connected our lips once again.
"Ahh" she moaned, breaking the short connection our lips had. This only spurred me on, I thrusted my hips again and she returned to moan again, this time her hands grabbed at my back, nails digging in. I licked and kissed and sucked on her neck as my hands got to work undoing her bra. It wasn't rocket science, and it was done before I knew it. I took the material off and threw it somewhere to the side sitting back up and relenting my assault on her neck.
Perky and round, probably B cup if I had to guess. I took the time I was starting to take my own shirt off, Ruby helped by pushing the material up as fast as she could. It seems I wasn't the only one that was trying to speed things up. I couldn't wait.
After my shirt was off, I took two fingers from my right hand and dove beneath her skirt, feeling her panties. I rubbed vertically, softly at first, then strongly when I realized there was a direct correlation between pressure and pleasure, at least it looked that way to me. My fingers were already quite wet, and that told me all I needed to know.
I was shaking with excitement. She looked at me as I stopped touching her, her eyes finally open. I unzipped my pants then unbuttoned my boxers and it came out, finally free of its confines and happy to be free. She looked straight at it, her mouth slightly ajar, her gaze transfixed on it. She'd never seen one in person before, I don't doubt.
It made me feel powerful, so incredibly powerful that I could have this affect on her, even before I actually did it. It made me harder than I thought possible. I needed this, I needed her, now. I hooked my fingers on her panties and pulled them down her legs as her legs went skyward to accommodate. They came off and in an instant I had both of her legs on my shoulders, my arms around the outside, coming to rest on the bed to either side of her. I lowered my hips slightly and looked her in the eyes. Her eyes were wild and her mouth open slightly, she was… she was drooling slightly and that took all the restraint I had left.
I lined myself up and pushed in, the entrance barely giving way to my girth. I slid in slowly, inch by inch, watching her face. I expected this to be somewhat painful for her, but she didn't seem to be in too much pain at all. I, on the other hand, was nearly in pain, just on the edge of it with how tight she was around me. I could feel every ridge as the head of my cock spread them apart one at a time. I finally came to rest with my hip touching her own, and my head hitting something at the end of the tunnel, which caused her to jump slightly and her breathing to quicken even more.
I began to slowly pull out, faster than when I pushed in. It felt like everything was moving with me, like it was begging me not to go, just trying to hold on to a long lost lover. It made me shiver to think of what was to come. As I was only an inch left in her, I thrust back in, this time somewhat violently, and the look on her face, my God I could eat her up, her eyes looking at me yet through me at some far away point, unfocused. With the thrust I could also see her breasts bounce, though only slightly, they were still quite firm.
I began to thrust more vigorously, trying to find different angles and we what got me the best reaction. After a moment I found it, on the bottom left, about two inches in, it was rougher than the other spots within her, and it felt even better for both of us. When I started hitting that spot with every thrust with intent, I watched the last of her melt away, her eyes no longer even looking at me, just bathing in the ecstasy.
I increased my pace and violence, she was a Huntress, she could handle it, and it seemed to only make things better. But with this, I could tell it was coming to an end. She was starting to sporadically tighten around me and move her hips against my own, seemingly on instinct alone. I leaned forward and pressed into her with more strength, this combined with the new angle took the rest of her. She moaned out a mess of syllables, none of which were real words, and her whole body tensed and shook.
She was a mess, but God was it hot, so damn hot. I lost it, I could feel myself on the edge and I felt there was only one thing left to do. I punched my ticket home with my last thrust as deep as I could go, dragging my head along her walls the entire way as she spasmed around me. My whole being tensed and I felt my ball tighten before I felt them unload. Her orgasming around my cock overloaded it as it was especially sensitive while orgasming. I came hard in her, letting every last drop out at record pace, filling her up to the best of my ability. I was so damn proud of that, and it only made me more proud when I pulled back and saw my own essence dripping out and onto her comforter. She lay there, stunned and breathing heavily, still not moving too much.
I crawl into bed next to her and pull her close to me, her back to me, maximizing surface area between us. I wrapped my arms around her midsection and kissed her neck. We fell asleep like that, the last thing I remember being her scent and still elevated breathing before I passed out.
Let me know what you thought of this chapter, and if you care enough, where I should go with the next one. I'm going to attempt to involve Ruby more actively and develop her throughout, so if you thought she was rather dull in this one, don't be too disappointed. Thanks for reading!