Chapter 1 : A Pyrrhic Victory
Looking out across the pristine courtyard of the prestigious Beacon Academy, Jaune Arc took a deep cold breath in, absorbing the beauty of surroundings with one large inhale and exhale.
While he knew that the view wasn't entirely earned, per say, he could still appreciate it for what it was; a incredible view. The morning sky shimmered with a beautiful orange horizon, and the clouds gathered &
broke in tandem with the songs of rising birds. While he could appreciate the view, he was still surprised by the lack of students. Of course, it was the holidays, but he was shocked about the number of students that went back home. This lack of peers left Jaune feeling strangely content, calm and collected. But at the same time, it filled him with an inexplicable dread he simply couldn't quantify. Of course however, this was quickly cut short by what sounded like a small detonation not far off from his location. As he looked around for the source of the noise, he was quickly charged and tackled to the ground by a swath of rose petals. As the grating noise of aura grinding against concrete filled his ears as he slid, they slowly went crashing into a lamp. Once they stopped, he could only look up and say a few words. "Hey, Ruby."
"Hey, Jaune!", a small voice said. As they both clamoured up from the wreckage, the silver-eyed girl kept up her barrage of greetings and questions. "Do you know what day it is today? Can you guess?
It's super important!", she said. The blonde knight, still dazed from their sudden collision, quickly racked his brain for the answer. "It's not your birthday.." he thought out loud. "And the official Nondescript holiday season doesn't start for a while more, either.." he quickly followed up. After a few more moments of deliberation, a stumped Jaune looked up and asked "I'm sorry, I'm not sure... what's today?" he asked inquisitively. As he finished his sentence, the clack of heeled boots soon followed, along with the sight of long, blonde hair.
"Isn't it obvious, Vomit Boy?" a sly voice chimed. "It's the four month mark of our arrival!" As he turned around, the voice's owner shot him a cheeky grin. Yang stood before him, looking as strong as ever. As he admired her admittedly suave style, Ruby's voice once again lit up. "To celebrate, we've made something very special for you! Go and get over to the cafeteria to check it out!"
she proclaimed with a pitch of excitement echoing in her voice. With a statement like that, the admittedly nervous yet excited boy stood up straight, responded with a swift "O.K!" and marched off to go see this "surprise". As he trotted off, the two women stayed behind and gazed upon him, before staring each other down with a palpable distain. After a short while, they broke their stare, before speaking.
"I won't let you or the others get your filthy hands anywhere near him", the younger one stated, with a dead voice.
"You can't stop true love, Rubes. But I'd hate to see you get in the way, because I'd have to make an example out of you" the older one affirmed, with a cracked smile.
As the blonde knight walked along to the cafeteria, the familiar sight of scarlet hair caught his vision, and the familiar sound of heels on paved concrete told him exactly who was walking towards him.
"Hello, Jaune!", the voice spoke. "Hey, Pyrrha. Are you going to this mystery surprise that Ruby's prepared?" As Jaune said the name of Ruby however, he could almost swear he say her face contort slightly, but he chalked this up to an early rise. "You can't always be Invincible, I suppose" he thought to himself. "Oh, there's a surprise? For whom?" she spoke back, the tiniest hint of contempt trailing in her voice. "Well I'd wager that it's all of ours! Apparently this is this four-month anniversary of our enrolment! Not sure why it's super special, though.." he finished. "Why don't you come along and see?" he smiled, gesturing her to follow. "I'd love to, Jaune." she smiled back, walking alongside him, although perhaps a bit closer than usual. "That bitch is dead meat" she thought, a veritable myriad of scenes flashing through her mind, hidden behind her content expression. "Her and the others have been getting closer than I'd like, trying to lay a claim on what is Mine. I won't let that happen. I've waited far too long to end up losing to any one of those common whores." She chuckled to herself, before apologising. "Sorry Jaune, I just thought of something funny. Too bad it won't be happening." she smiled.
With a loud dragging across the floor, the door to the cafeteria was officially opened. Jaune and Pyrrha walked into a dark, echoing hall. Unsurprisingly, soon the curtains to the hall were pulled, all the members of Team RWBY as well as the leftover members of Team JNPR emerged from the shadows with a large "SURPRISE!" While Jaune did think it was a bit cliché, he found warmth in the gesture, and soon joined in their celebration of not only the wonderful non-descript holiday season, but of their newfound independence not only from a majority of their peers, but from a majority of the teaching staff! Oobleck and Port had scampered off to Mistral to find something to do, and Ozpin was supposedly AWOL, with Qrow being called in to find him before the start of the new term. The only teachers that remained are the elective class teachers, for which the teams had no interaction, and one Glynda Goodwitch, who in absence of Ozpin, was standing in as the Headmistress. And due to her newly packed schedule, all the leftover first-years had what was essentially free reign over the school. And with this newfound freedom, what better to do than get wasted and party their lives away? While still a touch too early for the booze to start flowing, the teams had clearly made themselves at home within the school grounds, with obvious monuments to their destruction left for both the unlucky groundskeepers and Goodwitch to clean up,
once she finds it of course. And this jovial atmosphere was clearly apparent on this day, as the party lasted from dawn to dusk, food and fights free to all to who joined in. Eventually, the party was shifted over to the dormitory, where as twilight broke,
so did the tabs on the cheapest, highest percent beer they could find. As more and more were cracked, the more people started to wipe out. Lie Ren had two beers and threw up, so Nora retired with him. Weiss and Blake managed to somehow knock each other out with a heated argument about nothing important, and eventually Jaune was getting a bit too hammered himself. Pyrrha volunteered to take him back to his room, and hoisted him up on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Jaune" she said with a strange expression, like she was looking through him.
"I'll take good care of you." shooting a self-satisfied smile and glare to Ruby and Yang. Ruby soon chimed in, saying "Oh no, Pyrrha, you're the guest to the party! I'll take Jaune back to his room." she argued with a sharp, cutting glare. "Sorry Ruby, but neither you nor P-Money should do it." Yang piped in.
"I'll do it, after all, you need to clean up, right? she said, giving her a look a predator ready to fight for it's prey. But Pyrrha cut back in, with "No, please, I insist. It would be weird if either of you were to touch him right? I mean, you're not even on the same team.." she stated, earning her an enraged snarl from Yang, and a tightened fist from Ruby. "Good to know that's settled, girls." Pyrrha said, with a twisted smirk on her face, shutting the door behind her. The last thing Jaune could see in his drunken stupor was an enraged look upon the face of Yang, and a glassy-eyed death stare on the face of Ruby. But in the state he was in, he paid it no mind.
When Pyrrha got Jaune back to his room, it was dead quiet. Pyrrha knew that Nora would've taken Ren somewhere else in order to either soak up the alcohol or to have some fun, and thus knew she had free reign. She laid Jaune down on the bed, and peered down at him from on high. She flashed a wicked grin upon the unconscious boy, and started to let her hands drift all over him. "Oh, Jaune. So weak, yet so strong." she said. "So smart, yet so, so oblivious." she continued. "Why do you tempt me so? Are you testing me? To see if I'm truly devoted?" she said, a scarlet blush filling her cheeks, and a hand drifting across the young man's chest. "Don't worry, Jaune. I won't let anyone touch you, except for the worthy. Except for me." she added, her left hand drifting ever so slowly down the knight's body, to his trained abs. Her right hand went from his soft, angular face, to his strong, built arm, to her own chest. She began to take off her shirt, one button at a time, slowly revealing her cleavage to bear. As she continued to unbutton and strip, her left hand went ever lower, down to the knight's crotch. She felt it up, grasping and feeling every inch of his yet to be hard cock.
She frowned that he wasn't yet throbbing for her, but understood that all that time around those lesser 'women' would've turned anyone off. She knew exactly how to remedy the situation, however. "Don't worry, my knight. I'll make sure you're ready for me, for everything I have yet to offer to you." she muttered,
taking her hand away from him for but a moment, unclasping the hooks of her bra. She took it off, revealing herself in her majesty. Her nipples, erect and standing, felt both the chill of the room and fire from her heart and loins. Dropping the bra, she began to take off her underwear, strands of her liquid love flowing down from her quivering and exposed pussy. A fire filled her whole body, as she slowly began to take off her prince's garments, revealing his cock for all it was, inch by fat inch. "It's everything I need, and I am everything you need!" she whispered,
barely holding herself back from devouring it whole. Instead, she took the whole thing in her hands, and began to slowly pump up and down. After a time, his cock began to become rigid and hard, growing and doubling in size and girth. She looked on in awe and lust as her lover's cock grew engorged,
thick and ready for her. As pre-cum began to slowly pool and drip from the head, she lined her anxious and awaiting opening up with his thick member. "Finally, we can become one! Offer everything to each other, and become all that we need!" she practically yelled,
grasping his shaft and slowly impaling herself upon him, inch by inch. She yelped out in pain, but soon even that searing and sharp stabbing turned into a sign of her love for Jaune, and into pleasure for her. Soon enough, she reached the hilt of her lover's cock,
throbbing slowly within her. Holding back her need to cum, she slowly raised herself back up to his thick head, before bringing herself once more down upon him. A flood of electricity filled her body, from the tips of her toes to the crown of her head. She was already so close, within such a short amount of time.
More proof of their destiny together, she thought. But even her thoughts began to fade, raising and lowering herself more quickly upon him. His cock became more and more slick, and she could feel it becoming bigger and bigger inside of her. She knew it was only a matter of time before she filled him with the proof of their shared affection. She lowered her chest to his, bringing them both into an embrace, while still pumping her hips up and down upon himself. She sauntered over to the unconscious yet moaning boy, and whispered only eight words into his ear. "Cum for me, my love! Knock me up!"
With the utterance of these words, he flooded her body with the biggest load his body could muster, filling her to the brim. As his thick cock poured shot after shot into her, she could feel her whole body tensing like a spring, and releasing all at once. Soon enough, she was on cloud nine, sparks of electricity shooting through her, and her love shooting in her. After a minute of catching her breath, she got off of his still erect dick, and started to drink up all she let overflow from her pussy. Soon after, she covered him back, gave him a long and drawn out kiss on the neck, and whispered to him once more.
"Sweet dreams, my love. Thank you for the gift." After which, she slowly left the room with another sound.
Next day, Jaune woke up with three rather unpleasant surprises. First was a splitting hangover that made him want to bash his head against his shield. Secondly was the unfortunate sight of Ren and Nora atop each other, fully naked, in the middle of the room. Third, and perhaps more concerningly, was his own strangely sticky and dishevelled form, which could only lead to one reasonable point. Not even wanting to humour that particular line of logic, he went to the bathroom, got cleaned up, and left the room with looking back. Immediately after leaving the room, he found himself face to face with a certain red-headed spartan. "Hello, Jaune!" she said, a cheery intonation in her voice. "Oh, uh, hey, Pyrrha!" he said, trying his best not to let slip what exactly was in the room. "Let's get going, shall we?" he quickly followed up, trying his best to usher her away from the scene of the "crime". She smiled a strange, knowing grin,
which unnerved Jaune slightly. "Yeah, let's." she said, her eyes peering through him.
"I can't believe that whore got there first!" an irritated voice rang out. "She's not good enough for him! Fucking bitch!" The voice continued, kicking her bedside table. "I need to get in there quick." she said with a concerned, rage filled and trembling voice. Before anyone else can, before that whore can sink her talons in too deep." she muttered, biting her nails. Soon however, she realised the time, and got dressed. Putting on her uniform, flipping her blonde hair to her back. Soon enough, Yang Xiao Long emerged from her room, with a smile none too pleased.
Thanks for reading. Planning to update this, eventually, but I've no concrete plans at the moment. If you have critique, comment it. Thanks.
