A/N: Hello everyone, yes this story will be republished since i wasn't happy with the direciton the other one was going. The first three chapters will be the same since i'm quite fond of those three but i will write a more plot based story further down the line of this one. So welcome here to the Ice Queen's Obsession, version 2.0
Weiss Schnee was a lot of things. An heiress, or at least formerly. A huntress, an ice queen, a go-getter and maybe a bit of an overachiever and to some, she was even a force of nature that nobody could stand against if she was unleashed.
But underneath it all, she was also still a women, a women with hormones that where now threatening to take hold of her.
Stationed in Argus in one of the many rooms of their accommodation, Weiss twisted and turned in bed, unable to get to sleep, her mind being bombarded by images and flashes and worst of all, fantasies about one blonde haired hero.
The hero that had saved her life. Jaune Arc.
She still remembered the events clear as day. Being speared by Cinder, her vision going dark, on the brink of death's door. And there he was, saving her with his recently discovered powers, healing her, making her better and stronger than before.
And all of that had led to this.
It had been weeks since that giant battle, weeks since Weiss had become plagued with the images that began to creep inside her mind. She started watching the blonde warrior as he trained, watching him grow stronger and stronger, she snuck a peak when he took of his sweat drenched shirt, watching his defined muscles which she was surprised he actually had.
Her mind was being invaded by thoughts and feelings she never imagined she could have for Jaune Arc of all people. The guy that had been so desperate to get her attention just a year or two ago and failing at it in the most hilarious of scenarios.
Fate is a cruel mistress who plays a cruel game. The tables had been flipped.
And it was driving Weiss completely mad.
"Ugh!" she groaned under her covers as the tingling sensation between her legs became even more noticeable. She grunted as she rubbed her legs together, feeling sensation flow through her body. She loathed and hated it at the same time. How could one man have such an effect on her.
For the weeks after the battle as her feelings slowly developed Weiss could only theorize how this once unrequited crush from him on her had now seemingly done a one eighty.
Weiss couldn't take it anymore and got up out of bed, careful not to wake her sleeping teammates. Dressed in her ice white nightgown she slowly and quietly moved out of the room to the nearby bathroom. Upon reaching it she opened the door, walked through and closed the door behind her.
Taking a glass and filling it with water, Weiss took large gulps of the refreshing liquid as she tried to clear her head.
Trouble sleeping, uncontrollable arousal that she desperately tried to hide. But it was all becoming too much for her to bear. She needed a release, a proper one.
The question was how would she do it? How would she get what was after? She was a Schnee after all she could get everything she wanted and more. But why Jaune Arc of all people, the guy she had laughed at, she had rejected more times than she could count while he stubbornly persisted, which in hindsight she thought was kind of adorable of him.
But now the script had flipped.
"Why? Why can't I stop thinking about him!" Weiss mumbled to herself as she looked into the mirror, her white hair completely down. She looked at herself, her appearance, feeling the sides of her breasts. They weren't big like Yang's or Blake's but they were somewhat full, at least enough to get the attention of the guys she liked.
Was she seriously considering trying to seduce Jaune Arc?
In her mind it would be easy, or at least in theory since he had already fallen for her but those feelings where either faded or buried away due to the circumstances they seemed to find themselves in at the moment. It would be weird to try and start and try and seduce the object of her affection at this point, but her aroused mind and thoughts where driving her mad.
Imagining him behind her, his strong hands roaming over her body, keeping her warm and safe. Just as he did when she thought she was going to die. He saved her, kept her safe in that moment. If anything she should repay the favor to the hero that saved her.
After all that he was too her at this moment, a hero that had saved her. She was a princess in distress, the type of women that Weiss despised the idea of being. She had trained her life to be capable, to do things on her own terms and to forge her own path, away from the Schnee Family name, away from the controlling hands of her father, she was now princess in distress needing to be saved by a prince.
Though Weiss couldn't deny that the idea of being taken care of by Jaune filmed her with a certain sense of warmness. She placed her hands over her stomach, feeling almost giddy at it. Thoughts of Jaune roamed her mind again as her fingers brushed under her nightgown and at the soft fabric of her panties hiding her arousal away. She softly pushed against it, feeling herself being completely wet and aroused at the thoughts racing through her mind, thoughts of the blonde haired warrior that she wanted...no she desired to be with her at that moment. She couldn't lie to herself anymore.
Pushing her panties aside Weiss inserted a finger into her womanhood and quietly moaned out as she fingered herself, imagining Jaune's fingers in her place, him pleasing her at her command. She wanted him, she craved him, she wanted him to be all hers.
And as such Weiss looked into the mirror with firm resolve in her eyes. Making a promise that one night very soon, Jaune Arc would be hers.