Well here we are, this is going to be the last chapter for a while. I'll update some of my oher stories, mainly "A Family Vacation" because it's my most popular one for whatever reason… Just kidding I know it's because Jaune harems are all over the fucking place since he was introduced for the first time.

Anyway, I decided to have just one more volume 3 throw away character because it reminds me of a happier time in my life, and I still feel like they never got any love. One moment they're here, and the next we have a new design to RWBY and my heart is shattered to a million pieces.

Neon Katt was trying her best to keep herself from bursting from excitement, she had finally scored the biggest jackpot in her life. She had been skating as fast as her wheels would allow her to as she made way to local event arena in town. Her fist clenched tightly around a paper rectangle, making sure not to actually crumble it up as it was her only ticket in. literally.

She was on her way to a rave like she typical did on weekends. But tonight's was a very special one. She was going to finally see her favourite DJ of all time, DJ Torchlit. A man that wore a giant metallic helmet resembling a Jack-O-Lantern, which was his whole shtick as he made his claim to fame in the techno music world.

Neon was absolutely obsessed with him, she had downloaded every one of his albums. And when his music wasn't enough, she watched every interview she could find. Every documentary and piece of his personal life she could get her hands on. She found him to be such an interesting person, so unique compared to other celebrities at the time. The anonymity only added to it, though there are a few images of his real face online from when he first started. And she found him to be the handsome man she's seen, picturing his face every time she pleasured herself.

And now, he was in her town! She couldn't be anymore thankful to her friend Flynt, winning front row seats and a backstage pass on the radio just for her. She got herself prepared for it all. Dressed in her special rave outfit since she was going to meet him, and using her skates as a means of transport with her tail wagging in excitement. Most would think it weird to casually wear skates everywhere to travel, but she was so well acquainted with them they were basically her shoes.

The line in was still a bit of a pain, but as soon as she showed her ticket, Neon was already making way to her seat. She still couldn't believe how close she was, this was possibly the best concert she's been to. She could see the stage was all set, an empty booth where Torchlit was apparently going to be. It only took about ten minutes of waiting for the whole place to be occupied, many seats filled as the sound of idle chatter got louder.

Neon however was too excited to talk with strangers, the show was too important. She didn't even use her phone, she just sat and stared at the stage hoping to the first to see him. Though she wasn't going to be able to, because the moment she could've sworn she saw a dark figure appear from behind the curtain, all the lights went out. Causing a variety of reactions to happen. Some people stopped talking altogether, some cheered, and some began taking a lot of flash photos.

But Neon knew what was going on, she had seen enough of his live performances to know that the show was about to start. It only made her much more giddy and gleeful, almost bouncing in her seat with anticipation. Right then, a bright flash of white light lit up the whole stage, making everybody squint as they got adjusted to the sudden brightness. As they dimmed, a figure could slowly be made out standing in the once empty DJ booth. Though it was a silhouette, everybody could tell by the giant helmet that it was him.

"Are you ready...?" An autotune voice asked, to some this might be a question asked by him, but it was actually the start of a song he once made for some professional wrestler a few years ago. Which is something else Neon loved about him, his talents were so renowned that he collaborated with so many other artists and companies.

As the music began, Neon felt herself entranced from the very start. Song after song she kept her eyes glued to the artist she adored. The lights dimmed enough for her to actually see him, he was wearing one of his trademark suits. A casual business suit but very orange, nothing that actually looked professional. But Neon still found it very good looking, she couldn't wait to finally meet him.

When the long concert concluded, Neon hadn't noticed she had cried from how happy she was to be here. She was also a bit sweaty from the amount of dancing and lyric reciting she did for every song. But now was the moment of truth, once the show was over, came the time for a backstage meet and greet. Luckily, there weren't too many lucky individuals that got ahold of passes, so no long lines were in her way.

She was a bit surprised to see some people she recognized from school, people she never pinned to be techno fans. But she didn't decide to strike up conversation, now was the time to meet her hero!

"Alright! Only one spot left! Mr. Torchlit is very tired and has only enough tolerance to meet another fangirl!" The bouncer outside of Torchlit's personal greenroom called out, after a few other happy fans walked out with autographs in hand. Most people were too busy conversing with one another to actually meet the person that brought them all here. How ungrateful! Neon figured, feeling like the only fan in the room. It was actually starting to become that however, when most people were already walking out and leaving her alone.

Wasting no time, the cat faunus kicked her legs into high gear, skating as fast as was could to the door. The bouncer saw her coming and almost had to brace himself, surprised to see a random skater in the building.

"Wait! Slow it down!" He said as he held out his hand, making Neon stop in her tracks.

"What...?" She was confused. The one moment she had to meet her idol, blocked for some reason. Before the bouncer could answer her question, he was taking his sweet time eying her body from head to toe. She hadn't even noticed from how determined she was to meet Torchlit.

"You wanna meet him?" He casually asked, with a wicked grin plastered on his face. Something Neon didn't catch onto since she just kept looking at the door, hoping it would open on its own.

"Yes! There's time for one more, right?" She finally made eye contact with the bouncer, not realizing how tall and muscular he was.

"Well it depends, how badly do you wanna see him~?" He asked as he took a step closer, as he slowly unfolded his arms.

"Uhh... Really badly?" She replied, not sure where he was getting at. But still feeling a bad vibe from him. He only chuckled when she answered.

"Good. Then you shouldn't mind what you have to face just to see him~" As soon as the words left his lips, his hands grabbed at her hips. Roughly pulling her body against his, as he forced her to turn around while she yelped. Hoping to cry out, but her mouth was covered by his hand.

"Don't even try to scream for help. They're all gone." He whispered into her ear, before nibbling on her earlobe. All it did was make her disgusted, and feel goosebumps on her skin. As she looked around, she did notice that there really weren't any people nearby. Before she could struggle or fight, she felt his other hand roughly yank her skirt down. She could heart it tear before it was dropped to her ankles.

The only thing she could do was try and kick wildly, but even that proved pointless considering she was wearing skates. All that happened was her falling over, making it easier for her assailant to pin her down.

"Wait, no-" Before she could finish, a hand came smacking down on her ass. She was just glad she had her shorts on underneath, otherwise this would've been easier for him.

She winced from the pain, squirming about on the floor. When she tried crawling away, she was grabbed by her shoulders and brought back onto her knees, her back against his torso. One of his arms was wrapped tightly around her waist, keeping her still as his other hand began to roughly squeeze her breast through her thin shirt. Her top wasn't as protected as her bottoms, making it easier for him to rip it off, leaving her in her bra.

"Just relax, you'll enjoy it you faunus slut~" He said as she heard the sounds of a buckle, fearing the worst, Neon closed her eyes and didn't fight it. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to meet her idol. This was going to be her special day to see her favourite artist of all time.

Suddenly, he stopped for some reason. Just as Neon felt tears shed from her eyes, she heard the sound of creaky metal and then a loud thwack! As soon as she heard it, the bouncer's body fell over limp. She moved his arms off her body as she saw him slump over to her side, confused, she turned back around.

"You alright?" It was him. DJ Torchlit was standing there with a metal cane in his hand, no helmet covered his face. He stood there like an angel with light from his room shining behind him, her knight in shining armor holding out his hand for her. Well, more like an orange tank top and matching basketball shorts. Must've been relaxing after the show.

She didn't say anything. She was speechless. Despite whatever circumstance it could've been, Neon was still awestruck to actually see him. As she took his hand and was hoisted up, she realized the current predicament that just occured. She was about to be violated by a bouncer, her clothes ripped and her rear still a bit sore.

Feeling too overwhelmed with everything, she bursted into tears. A storm of emotions going on at once broke her down, burying herself into his chest when he hugged her.

"Hey, it's okay. I've got you sweetheart, I should've picked a better guard." He joked, hoping it would help. And oddly enough, it did. For someone as big a fan as Neon was, she found his words to be so soothing. Just being able to hug him was enough to put her mind at ease. Wiping away her tears, she wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him properly, glad she was also able to check this off her bucket list.

When they pulled away, Neon looked up to observe his facial features. He didn't look too different than how he did in his older interviews, perhaps just a alternate haircut. He smiled, it warmed her inside and made her smile back. He wasn't just her idol, but now her hero.

"Would you like to come in?" He said as he slowly stepped into his booth, giving her room to walk in as well. Or rather, skate in. He hadn't even noticed her skates until she just glided in, it confused him, but he didn't judge.

"Thank you." She finally spoke, making him nod in acknowledgement.

She looked around, it was a bit tight with enough room for just one person. Though that was probably the main idea. There were a few racks with various outfits and costumes, a mirror with mini lights all around the frame, and a couch that took up the entire wall. A couch that Torchlit sat in once the door closed, prompting Neon to do the same as she sat next to him.

"I'm really really sorry about all that. Cardin is a true asshole, I just didn't pin him to actually do anything like... Well that." He said as he pointed at her current attire, her violet bra and thin shorts. She was essentially wearing nothing but underwear, making her blush at the realization. She wanted to cover herself, but found nothing to use. Her excitement was mixed with shame and embarrassment, never expecting to meet him under these circumstances.

"Anyway, is there anything you wanted me to sign? Would you like a picture or just a quick little QnA?" He asked with genuine interest, it was still a bit strange to hear him talking casually. He was an incredibly rich and famous musician that still acted like an average human. Something she oddly found to be a turn on.

But as he asked her what she wanted, Neon realized that she wasn't exactly prepared for the meeting. She focused too much on her outfit, and making sure to show up on time that she didn't even bring her phone or something to sign. Although, his last suggestion was a bit particular. A QnA? This was a fan meet and greet, not really an interview. But she was the last person he could see, there was enough time she figured.

As Neon tried to think of a question about him that she didn't already know the answer to, she was still looking down as she was too nervous to maintain eye contact. When her eyes kept scanning over her legs and then to his, she noticed something poking from his thigh. Confused, she kept looking up until she found out that he had a tent in his pants. Making her blush once more.

"Hm?" She hummed to herself, though a bit louder than she expected. Torchlit followed her sight and realized that he was caught, making him stiff in embarrassment before using a pillow to cover his shame.

"Uh, sorry..." He stuttered out, a tint of red in his cheeks to match Neon.

"Was that from me?" She asked before she could stop herself from blurting out the question. It was a very stupid thing to ask, she just asked her favourite artist of all time if he was aroused by someone not as attractive as her. His response however, contradicted all those thoughts.

"Yeah... Sorry. I don't mean to bring up what he did to you, but it's just that you're not wearing much so..." He trailed off, keeping his eyes away from her body, feeling very ashamed. It was strange to see someone of his status acting flustered, especially for someone like her. She actually did turn her on, giving Neon all she needed to do what she's ever wanted ever since she became a fan of his.

Exclusind all rational thoughts and logic, Neon lunged herself forward and took his lips with her own. Laying on top of him as her arms were coiled around his neck like before, hearing his muffled grunts only aroused her more. Until he pushed her away with a wide eye look, making her realize just what she'd done.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I just, didn't mean-" She was cut off from his finger pressed against her lips, silencing her ramble as she could only feel a nervous drop a sweat crawl down her forehead. Was she still blushing?

"I haven't really come across any groupies lately. But if that's what you wanted, you could've said so~" He said in a much different tone she's never heard before, from him at least. Before she could try to apologize or ask anything else, Torchlit had kissed her again. This time they both were accepting it and returned their passion, his arms around her waist as he began to lay down, Neon crawling on top of his body with her hands stroking his chest.

His hands doing the same, going under her bra to start massaging her impressive mammaries while they continued to explore each other's mouths. At some point, tongue was introduced as their hips grinded harder into one another. When her bra was unhooked and tits free, Torchlit leaned his head forward to start sucking on one of her nipples, while his hands began to squeeze her ass through her shorts.

Neon was on cloud nine, she was still trying the comprehend what was going on while it happened. She was making out and dry humping the man of her dreams. Her idol that she's followed for years, if meeting him wasn't enough to please her, then him sucking and kissing her breasts was certainly enough.

"T-torchlit..." She moaned quietly, never having another guy enjoy this much foreplay before. His knowledge on how to please her as well as his experience was very obvious at the moment.

"Roman, dear." He huskily said before burying his face into her tits again.

"Hm?" She hummed.

"Just call me Roman~" He said, making sure she heard before his hands began tugging on her shorts. Neon had no problem with how forward he was acting, he could've treated her worse than Cardin did and she wouldn't care. Before his hands could start grabbing her bare ass, Roman took a moment to observe her very skimpy, and purple thong. Neon chuckled when he did, making her wonder if she was hoping this would happen.

Before he could go further, Neon decided it was his turn to lose some clothing. His tank top was already riding up his body, exposing his fairly toned chest before she began pulling it off of him. He lifted himself to help, before nuzzling into her neck as she threw it aside.

As their make out session continued, Neon allowed her hand to explore more. Traveling south between their bodies to go under the hem of his shorts, finding his hard member and slowly stroking to the best of her ability. She loved the way it twitched in her palm with every squeeze, how harder and larger it seemed to get as she stroked him to full length. It filled her glee, knowing that she was able to turn on her hero.

His light groans were evident of that fact, making her grin at how much pleasure he felt from how much she stroked his cock. But there was still more to do with each other's bodies, and just a few remaining clothing barriers.

Separating his hands from her body for once, Roman began to pull down his shorts to his ankles. Letting his dick spring free as it slapped her leg between her thighs, causing her to pull down her thong.

"Ready to get fucked by a star~?" He teased, grabbing his cock and using the tip to just graze her wet and awaiting folds. Making her whimper in need. Her only response was to lean forward as she straddled him, pressing her soft and perky tits against his chest as she seized his lips into another loving kiss. Tongues swirled as they moaned into each other's mouths, his hands holding her face as she caressed his hair gently.

Neon lifted her ass to get ready, as she leaned into his ear to whisper.

"Please put it in, I need your huge cock inside me. I need it now~" She all but begged.

Overcome with renewed lust for a random fan, Roman used his hand to properly align his shaft into her aching pussy. She was already trembling in want, until she gasped at the feeling of his cock entering her warm and wet opening. As their eyes met, Neon slowly lowered herself onto his cock. Gently moaning the whole time, until she stopped at the base, impressing Roman at how easy it was for her to accept his large member.

She supported herself with her hands on his chest, while Roman grabbed Neon's hips tightly. Soon enough, their bodies began rocking onto the couch, Roman lifting her up every time as she bounced on top of him harder and faster, until their skin was slapping together.

Panting and moaning, getting hotter by the second, Neon began to ride him as best as she could. Letting them both feel as much of each other as possible as her tight walls milked his hard manhood, bringing them to focus on only each other. To them, there was only the other person, and the pleasure being received and given.

She started to increase tempo, riding him into perfection as she flipped her head back, grunting in eventual orgsmic bliss while she moaned through her smile. As she bounced on Roman, the arousing sounds of their thighs slapping together echoing throughout the dressing room, she fumbled her support with her arms. Prompting Roman to grab one of them to steady her, but she didn't seem to notice, only speeding up the pace of her bounces and making them both sweat and moan profusely.

As the built up release was reaching them both, Neon was moaning loud enough to sound like a scream. The only other noise heard were the sounds of their sweaty bodies slapping together, blocking them from hearing anything else. Roman's hands roughly grabbing her ass tighter than he ever did, with Neon's face buried into his chest, as she wasn't even able to keep it up from how pleased she was.

Then they came, in a fantasy style moment, together. Roman poured his hot seed into her needy pussy, howling as he thrusted up to meet her hips, holding onto her ass for dear life. While Neon kept whimpering as her orgasm rippled through every inch of her body, making her tremble once she felt his cum shoot into her body and leak out.

Collapsing on top of him, still straddling him, still penetrated by his throbbing cock, they huffed and panted together. Their naked bodies embracing each other in a loving manner.

"That was..." He tried to speak, finding it difficult from how dry his throat.

"Amazing~!" She suddenly perked up, surprising considering how much energy they both just exerted. But all he did was chuckle.

For a while, they both just laid down, catching their breaths, listening to each other's sounds, as their hands caressed each other's sweaty bodies with the occasional make out session.

Only partially able to stifle a giggle, Neon managed to look at him with a mischievous look on her face before she spoke.

"Wanna continue?" She said as she slowly started to kiss his chest.

"I'll do you one better, how would you like to be my personal groupie? I haven't had a proper fuck like that in a while~" He said as he pecked her cheek, causing her to blush at just how passionate he was.

"I would love that~" She whispered before grinding her hips into his again.