Knightshade

AN: My buddy Grapesliime (Twitter and reddit name) drew an absolutely gorgeous picture which I used as inspiration when writing this little thingy. It's her incredibly well deserved gift, albeit a late one. There were also a fair amount of requests for another Jaune and Blake story, so why not let you guys enjoy it too?

The peal of thunder seemed to echo against the cloth walls the small tent, no matter how impossible such a thing was, and the sound sent chills down Blake's spine every single time her poor ears were subjected to it. Ever since she'd been a little girl, she'd always hated the flash of lightning and thunder that followed soon after. She didn't know if it had something to do with her being a cat Faunus, if she was somehow genetically predisposed to be so strongly affected, but the powerful rumble never failed to rattle her down to her very bones; more nights than she could count having ended with her running down the halls of her home in Menagerie, her hands covering her ears as best she could, to her parents' bedroom where she could hide away in the safe comforts of their joined embrace.

Yet another crash sent Blake practically leaping out of her sleeping bag, this one sounding close enough to have hit one of the nearby trees, at least to her ears.

She really hated her life at the moment. The idea of going camping with Jaune and some of his sisters had seemed like such fun only a few days ago when they'd first suggested it, but now she regretted it all. Why oh why did this weather have to happen now of all times, when she didn't even have the safety of a solid roof over her head?

The only solace Blake could take was that at least Jaune's family's tents were proving themselves to be good at keeping all the rain falling down from the skies on the outside, but the ever-present chill of fear made it impossible for her to feel any real warmth despite the lack of any moisture on the inside of her tent.

Looking towards where she knew Rouge, Noir, and Verte's were sleeping in their own tent, the cat Faunus no longer found it a 'privilege' to have the fairly large guest-tent all to herself. At this rate, she wouldn't get any kind of rest tonight, her entire body turning rigid whenever a new flash of light lit up the canvas around her and she knew the thunder would just be seconds away.

It was in that instance that Blake got an idea. She might not have her parents' bed to hide away in, but there was another certain something she could to try to find some semblance of peace in instead. An embrace that was just as, if not more comforting than that of her parents'. She only hesitated for a moment, mulling over whether or not she should actually act on this sudden impulse, but her choice was practically made for her when, mid thought, another loud rumble assaulted her eardrums.

Grabbing her pillow and extra blanket, Blake rushed out of her tent, not caring that she left the flap open as she ran as fast as she could towards the smaller tent right across from hers. Hurriedly, she unzipped the opening and got herself away from the pouring rain; her sleeping clothes already feeling soaked despite how little time she actually spent outside. A long, drawn out sigh left her lips as she let herself deflate onto the somewhat bumpy floor of the tent, though she perked up fairly quickly again when she realized her now fellow occupant wasn't sleeping like she'd suspected he'd be doing.

Jaune Arc had to fight back a grin as he looked at his drenched and clearly chilled feline girlfriend, her expression reminding him quite a bit of a deer caught in the headlights of a car.

"Long time no see, Blake," he greeted with a small chuckle.

It didn't take Faunus night-vision to hear the mirth playing on Jaune's features, and suddenly Blake felt very happy that he wouldn't be able to see the blush coloring her pale cheeks.

"Sorry. I just couldn't sleep with all the thunder going on..." Despite being embarrassed, Blake didn't waste any time. "I've… always been pretty… afraid of it..."

As if to give a demonstration, lightning decided to illuminate the tent for a split second, causing her to tense up in preparation for the coming boom of thunder. This time, however, her attention was pulled away from waiting for the thunderclap when Jaune grabbed her hand, squeezing it reassuringly, distracting Blake for long enough to practically forget to be frightened when the rumbling sound did come.

If there was one thing Jaune hated above all else in this world, it was seeing his girlfriend upset, and just from the way she gripped his hand like it was the only thing keeping her from falling off a bottomless cliff, he could tell Blake was genuinely scared at the moment. He let a few seconds of silence pass between them, his thumb gently stroking the top of Blake's hand until she finally felt ready to loosen her hold on his.

"Would it… would it be okay for me to sleep here tonight? With you?" she asked eventually.

Jaune didn't even need to consider it, simply lifting the covers of his bed enough for Blake to crawl in with him; her hand still clutching his own when her back settled against his chest. He could feel her shiver as he pulled her closer, now experiencing first hand how chilly the rain was tonight.

"You're freezing," he whispered into her neck, tugging on her sodden shirt. "Need to get this off."

Blake could feel her ears heat up at the suggestion, but she didn't resist as Jaune helped her out of her wet clothes, eventually leaving her in only a pair of panties. She let herself melt into Jaune's strong embrace, greedily absorbing his body heat, when the next clap of thunder began to rock her frame, his arms around her keeping her grounded. His warm presence offered her a safe haven that she buried herself in without hesitation, letting him be her fortress; unmoving in the face of the storm outside the tent.

Slowly but surely, Blake did her best to try and relax so that she might avoid exhaustion come the following morning, but any progress that she made was quickly dashed whenever a new bolt of lightning decided to fall; something Jaune picked up on as soon as he felt her squeeze his hand with all she had.

A frown marred his face when he saw the outline of Blake's feline ears flatten atop her head in preparation for the next rumble of thunder and it pained him to be so helpless to stop it. All he could do was hold her tight and hope that maybe the rise and fall of his chest would eventually lull her to sleep.

It was only when Jaune felt Blake's butt rub against his front that he got an idea as to how he could hopefully distract his raven haired girlfriend.

Nudging her hair to the side with his chin, Jaune breathed gently against Blake's now exposed neck, hearing her gasp slightly as he did, her grip on his hand tightening for just a moment. When his nose nudged against her skin, he could feel the goosebumps that his actions had brought forth and he wasted no time replacing his breath with his lips. Slowly and tenderly he began kissing Blake's neck, his instincts guiding him in the dark as he moved towards the side of her throat. That's when the best sound in the world started, at least in Jaune's opinion.

Blake had to fight back the urge to cover her face when a rumble much softer than the one following the lightning outside erupted from her chest. She didn't know how he did it, but Jaune was somehow always able to get her to start purring, whether she tried to restrain it or not, with the current situation being the latter. Unbeknownst to him, Blake had been feeling her body start getting hot for quite some time now; the mix of her near-nakedness and Jaune's closeness affecting her more than she'd ever let him know; she shuddered to think what he'd be able to do with such information. Then there was his scent. It was absolutely everywhere in the tentand Blake wouldn't have been able to stop herself from breathing in the distinctly unique smell of Jaune even if she wanted to. She was starting to feel like she was practically in heat and it was only getting stronger with every kiss that Jaune placed on her sensitive skin.

"J-Jaune… what are you doing…?" she mewled quietly, though not doing anything to stop her blond boyfriend's ministrations.

"Just trying to help you relax a little, that's all. Want to give you something else to focus on instead of the thunder..." Jaune replied huskily, his hand escaping Blake's grasp so that he could slowly run his fingers up and down her taut stomach; all the way from just below her breasts down to the hem of her panties.

It definitely wouldn't be the first time they were intimate with one another, but Jaune's forwardness still surprised Blake. The confidence he'd built up ever since their first fateful night together—when she'd been at the peak of her heat—was unexpected, but not unwelcome. With every day that passed, he learned how to push her buttons better, and Blake would be lying if she tried to suggest the concept wasn't exciting to her. Even still, she'd never have thought he'd be this bold.

"What about your sis- hng!" she was cut off as Jaune reached her human ear, his tongue lightly tracing its edge in an absolutely tantalizing fashion.

"Don't worry. The only thing that'd wake my sisters at this point would be if their entire tent suddenly flew away. They make even Ruby look like a light sleeper," Jaune said, picking up on where Blake's thoughts had been heading. "And if you really want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word," he added a moment later.

Blake didn't need to think about her options for very long. Even without the thunder winding her nerves up to high heavens, Jaune's touch alone was enough to make her head and body too filled with energy for her to settle down without an outlet. Blushing furiously, she intentionally pushed her butt against Jaune's crotch, feeling his hardness poking her back. She practically felt like she was in one of the steamier scenes from one of her Ninja's of Love books, though she couldn't deny that her company was far more enticing to her than any of the heroes from said books.

Taking Blake's ass grinding firmly against him as a 'go ahead' sign, Jaune let his hand wander down to her panties, feeling the warmth radiating from her womanhood through the dampened fabric when he pressed his fingers to it. He could feel the jolt that went through Blake's body when he touched her clearly aroused pussy; her purring hitching together with her breath. He ground his hips against her own, rubbing his hardened length along the curve of her behind as he continued to tease her through the cloth barrier of her underwear.

"J-Jaune... please…" Blake whined weakly as her internal fire continued to rise and rise. This was all so weird and unexpected, but she didn't want it to stop now. She wanted Jaune; all of him.

"Gotta be more specific, Blake," Jaune practically growled into her neck, the distinct heat in his otherwise sweet and soft voice pushing buttons inside her that she couldn't explain.

"I need you..." she whispered finally, reaching down and pushing Jaune's hand firmer against her panties, grinding against his touch instinctively. "Please fuck me, Jaune..."

A part of Blake hated how desperate and needy she sounded right then and there, but it was quickly forgotten when she felt Jaune shuffle out of his sleeping clothes and his now freed cock rested against the junction of her thighs, her legs parting out of sheer instinct to give him a smoothing approach. More kisses fell upon her neck as he shimmed down her own underwear, both of them now completely naked, and as if to punctuate just how right Jaune had been when he'd suggested this would get her mind off the weather outside, a new crack of thunder rolled over the two of them from somewhere outside the tent, but Blake was far too preoccupied with the feeling of Jaune's head pressing against her folds to even notice it anymore. She moaned lowly as he parted her lips in one long, fluid movement, letting her savor the feeling of his cock filling her up more and more in the most amazing way. Sometimes, she felt very embarrassed about the fact that she'd told him that she really liked taking things slow in the beginning when they had sex, but she couldn't deny that the pleasure she got out Jaune knowing how she liked being handled outweighed it all in the end. She wouldn't trade this feeling for the world.

As Jaune finally bottomed out inside Blake's snug tunnel, both of them took a moment to catch their breaths. Jaune was the first to recover, one of his hands staying around Blake's midsection while he moved the other to her thigh, lifting her leg to give him a new angle of attack. The movement caused the ravenette's walls to tighten around him, making him hiss from the sudden spike of pleasure.

"I love you..." he whispered as he withdrew from Blake's pussy until only the tip of his cock was being hugged by her insides, the sensation feeling almost like her body was desperately trying to keep him from leaving. The thought was a lot more erotic than Jaune had imagined, and he decided that he wouldn't leave Blake's core lonely for any longer than was absolutely necessary. Smoothly and slowly, he thrust back inside of her, hilting himself once more before pulling back out once more; creating rhythm of slow, but very deep and powerful thrusts.

Blake felt absolutely electric as Jaune gave her the slow fucking she'd come to love, her toes curling as he reached the deepest parts of her pussy with every precise, deliberate thrust. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she did her best to meet Jaune's hips with her own, though her success was limited due to him still having a firm hold on her leg, effectively controlling the pace of their tryst.

"It sounds like someone is enjoying themselves," Jaune said, his voice starting to become strained just like Blake's.

Just as the ravenette was about to reply with something, her words died on her tongue as Jaune buried his face in her hair right next to her feline ear, his nose rubbing against the flitting appendage. The combined sensations of his cock filling her so perfectly and her ears being touched was enough to make Blake's head spin, practically leaving her limp in Jaune's arms. She could feel his smile at her reaction, and not even the practical stimulus-overload she was experiencing was enough to completely wipe out her embarrassment at how sensitive she was.

The sounds of flesh meeting flesh were filling the tent along with Blake's purring and Jaune decided that if heaven had a soundtrack, this would be it. He could feel the Faunus' entire body vibrate together with the purrs and it only increased the pleasure he felt every single moment his manhood was gripped from all angles by her walls. More than keen to feel more of that purring, he moved even closer to her fluffy ear, her hair and fur gently tickling his nose as he grazed it with his teeth, Blake's body freezing up in his grasp when he did.

"Jaune!? T-that's-!" Blake begun to say when a moan cut her off.

She wanted to protest—tell Jaune how humiliating that was to her—but her body betrayed her, being much more honest about what she liked to feel than her heart or brain at the moment. Feeling him gently, carefully nibble at her cat ear was driving her wild, loathe as she was to admit it, and before Blake could even begin to piece together what was happening, her mind all but blanked out.

A desperate mewl of ecstasy escaped Blake's throat as her back arched against Jaune's chest and her body felt like it was filled with pleasurable form of static. It traveled from the pit of her stomach up to her chest and then continued out into all of her limbs. She never got the chance to come down from her blissful high, however, as her body quickly locked up again when Jaune's fingers found her clit, extending her orgasm further.

Jaune himself relished in both hearing, seeing, and feeling Blake orgasm against him, her insides coiling and undulating around his cock in waves while her hips bucked frantically. He did his best to postpone his own climax as best he could, but the tightness of Blake's insides—how her pussy was all but milking him—was simply too much. He stopped resisting the building pressure inside his stomach and let himself go, holding onto his Faunus girlfriend as he came.

Even in the midst of her orgasm, Blake could still recognize the telltale feeling of Jaune's hot cum filling her womb. It was an utterly unique sensation that never failed to make her absolutely quiver, and tonight was no exception. Every rope of semen that he shot into her, she could feel distinctly until it was practically spilling out of her.

After their rather explosive finish, neither Jaune nor Blake said anything for a moment, the silence between them only being disturbed by the sounds of them both catching their breaths along with the soft pitter patter of rain against the tent.

"Feeling any better…?" Jaune laughed gently after they had both begun to calm down.

"Yeah, you could definitely say that- mhm!" Blake replied, her toes curling up as Jaune slowly pulled out of her pussy and his cum begun to seep out of her depths in small, pearly white rivers. When he left, there was a feeling of hollowness in her stomach that she didn't like. It was the only part she didn't like about sleeping with Jaune; after being so full, having it go away just always felt so wrong in a way she couldn't explain. "You shouldn't pull out so quickly..."

Blake didn't realize she'd vocalized that last thought until Jaune started chuckling again, his arms hugging her a bit tighter against him, his mouth moving up to capture her Faunus ear once more, nipping at it with his teeth.

"Good to know," he breathed into her hair.

A new shade of red exploded on Blake's cheeks and she wanted to pull away from his devious mouth, but the jolts that shot up her spine when he played with her ear wouldn't let her. Her whole body felt warm and tingly, while at the same time entirely spent.

Sometime during their activities, the thunder seemed to have passed, leaving only the rain, finally letting Blake truly relax. Her breathing eventually slowed as she cuddled closer into Jaune's embrace, sleep overtaking her moments later. Jaune could only smile at his kitty cat of a girlfriend, her peaceful features lighting up as another flash of lightning fell from the heavens, but this time the thunder that followed didn't disturb Blake.

She was simply too content.

…

At least until the next morning, when she suddenly woke up due to the tent flap being flung open by the red-headed demon of Arc family and she was all but attacked by said demon. Any peace she had known was thoroughly torn asunder when three of her boyfriend's sisters found her sleeping naked in their brother's bed.

In that moment, Blake wouldn't mind having to brave a thousand thunderstorm if it meant she could escape the embarrassment...