Another day, another battle against Team FNKI. Though unlike all the previous times, this one was different. How could it not be? How could anything be the same after what had happened last night?
Jaune faced off against his foe today, this time a certain ferocious feline faunus by the name of Neon Katt. A girl he was more than familiar with on the battlefield, and intimately familiar with off of it. It was no surprise to him that the girl had targeted him specifically in today's training exercise. What was, surprising, was how she was choosing to fight against him. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say how she wasn't fighting against him.
The young huntsman stood in place, his sword and shield out and at the ready in anticipation to receive a strike or deliver one of his own. Yet Neon did not attack. He was sure it wasn't out of fear of doing so. He was even more sure it wasn't because she wanted to show any compassion or mercy on her lover. No, Neon wasn't that kind of fighter. She wasn't that kind of girl. He'd seen her match against Yang and Weiss back at the Vytal Tournament, and if there was one thing he could say about Neon, it was that she liked to mess with her opponents.
Even here and now Neon was using her total advantage in speed and maneuverability to literally skate circles around Jaune. Sometimes she would move herself so close that he could nearly take a swing and hit her, but she would always pull back at the last possible second before he could lash out. As she did so she would taunt him. Sometimes a flippant remark. Other times a teasing face. She would stick her tongue out at him mockingly as she passed, but knowing where that tongue had been last night made Jaune feel nothing but warm and fuzzy thoughts. He could only hope that she felt the same way about him.
Neon approached again, twirling her glowing dust nunchucks in anticipation for a strike. Jaune braced himself, readying his shield to take the blow. Another one which never came.
She broke off at the last moment once again, moving quickly to his left as to avoid any possible sword strike. Neon brought her free hand up to her face, and exaggeratedly wiped imaginary tears away from her face.
"Aww, too slow," she pouted. "What's wrong, big guy? Am I too fast for you?"
Jaune's eyes narrowed. They had definitely moved very fast last night. They'd gone from friends to lovers in the blink of an eye. Not that he was complaining about that fact, but still. It was a relationship he'd never seen coming.
"Are you going to fight or talk?" he called after her once she'd skated away, undoubtedly to make another pass at him.
Neon twirled around on her skates, showing off and displaying an utter lack of concern for the fact that they were in the middle of a fight. "Who says I'm not fighting?" she wondered. She continued to prance around on her wheels, as if mocking Jaune and his question. "All you meatheads are the same. All brawn and no brains."
A soft growl hummed in the back of Jaune's throat. He took a deep breath to calm himself. He had to keep her match with Yang in mind. Neon may have looked like an immature and wild party girl, but she was undoubtedly smart. She was a student of Atlas Academy. She knew strategy. Right now she was using just that. Psychological warfare was just as useful as normal conventional warfare, and if he wasn't careful he would be caught off-guard and defeated by his wily opponent.
Neon came toward him again, and once more her nunchucks spun menacingly in her hand as she neared for an attack. Jaune readied himself for the blow he knew would not come, and just as predicted Neon broke off, this time to the right.
She turned back toward him again, a coy smile playing on her glittered lips. "Oh come on, you totally had me that time," she teased. "Don't tell me you're scared to get your hands on me, Jaune," she winked.
The fact that he'd already gotten his hands on her made this verbal jab obvious. She was trying to get under his skin by reminding him of last night. Trying to get him off of his game. Maybe even trying to make him horny. It wouldn't work, however. Jaune's mind was as clear as they came.
"Then why not come a little closer next time?" he called back to her. "Then we'll see who's afraid."
"Oh yeah?" she grinned, skating back and forth in front of him. She bent forward and smacked her free hand against her ass playfully. "If you want it come and get it. If you can."
The sight of her slapping her perfect ass in those tight spandex pants of hers sent a shiver down Jaune's spine. He knew all too well what it felt like to touch. What it felt like to smack. The sound it made when his hips collided against it over and over and over again…
"Hey, Remnant to Jaune," she said, breaking him from his thoughts of last night. "You still in there? You okay?"
If this was her new form of psychological warfare, Jaune had to begrudgingly admit that it was working. Much like appealing to Yang's anger, appealing to his own memories of them having sex was a powerful weapon at her disposal. He didn't know if he would be able to keep his cool and focus if she kept using that experience against him.
"I'm fine, but I'm just wondering if maybe you're the one feeling a little sore," he retorted. After all, he'd given her quite a pounding last night. Maybe she was still a little bit tender from where he'd filled her up. "Maybe that's why you don't want to fight?"
To his surprise, Neon merely smiled at the comment. "Oooh, you've got spunk~!" she sang. Her lopsided grin tilted when her head did the same, and her playful gaze never left his. "And trust me, I know just how much spunk you've got."
The words sent a shiver down Jaune's spine. Yeah, he'd unloaded inside her a couple of times last night. It was a good thing she'd said she was safe. The last thing they needed while training to fight Salem was for his Arc virility to take a much needed warrior out of the fight.
Neon stopped and faced him, twirling her nunchucks again as she pointed out to him. "Well get ready, Jaune. I'm coming for you. I'm coming hard this time. Just for you. Only for you. Always for you."
For what must have been the dozenth time this fight Neon took off toward him. Her glowing weapon spun in her hand ready to strike him the moment she got near him. Jaune had no doubt it would be another feint. He was fed up with the game. All around him their teammates were battling against each other in their own one on one combats, while he and Neon must have been the only two who hadn't landed a single blow on each other.
Deciding to break the cycle once and for all, Jaune took action. It wasn't fancy. It wasn't pretty looking. It was dangerous to do against anyone who wasn't a friend like Neon. As the feline faunus neared him, Jaune threw down his sword and shield and broke into a sprint straight toward her.
Neon had no time to react to the sudden dash at her before Jaune leapt off his feet and wrapped his arms around her body. The two crashed down onto the floor, driving the breath from both of them and leaving Neon helpless underneath his weight.
She struggled nonetheless, but when it was clear that there would be no escaping his superior size and weight, she heaved a sigh and laid her head back against the floor. "Ah, dick," she breathed softly.
With his hands pinning her arms down against the floor, Jaune stared at her annoyed expression. "Give up?"
Another exasperated breath slipped through her lips, and she rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
With the match won in a single blow, Jaune released his hold on her arms and moved to stand up. He was stopped, however, when Neon gripped the front of his shirt and pulled him back down toward her. Mischief danced in her brilliant green eyes as she stared up at him with a smirk on her face.
"This is something we haven't tried yet," she smirked.
Jaune blinked. "Huh?"
Neon pulled his head down closer and brought her sparkly lips to his ear. The feel of her breath against it tickled him, and sent more shivers down his spine. However, that was nothing compared to what her words would do to him.
"You on top of me," she whispered into his ear. "Crushing me under your weight. Having your way with me."
Memories of the night club came to the forefront of his mind. He'd bent her over. She'd ridden him. But he hadn't been on top of her yet. Apparently yet was the key word there, if Neon was to get her way. If Jaune were to be honest, if he got his way as well. He'd gotten a taste of Neon Katt and he would be a liar if he said he didn't want more.
He stared down into her excited emerald eyes. He could feel and see her chest heaving underneath him. She was horny. She wanted this just as badly as he did.
"And I mean I'm down for doing it in public as you know," she continued. "But maybe we should head someplace a bit more comfortable? How about your room?"
An invitation for more sex. As if he would ever turn that down. However…
All around them the grunts of exertion and clashing of weapons sounded. Their teams were still doing battle while they were lying on the ground flirting. It painted such a ridiculous picture in Jaune's mind that he could only question the idea.
"Right now?" he asked.
Neon nodded. "Right now. I'm horny and I know you are too." Well, that confirmed that thought. She tilted her head, that coy smile still playing on her lips. "Don't think that I can't feel you poking me right now just like you were last night."
Jaune's eyes widened. "Wait, does that mean you're not…"
She shook her head. "Nah, this time I'm wearing panties." She poked her tongue through her lips briefly. "But I won't be for long."
Jaune was the one to nod this time, and in doing so Neon released her hold on him. He stood up and offered a hand down to her, which she eagerly accepted before being pulled up. When he did so he accidentally pulled her forward, the wheels of her roller skates causing her to glide forward into his chest where she lightly bumped off of it. She didn't complain, however, as she lingered against it for a few seconds.
"My hero," she said sarcastically before pushing off of him and rolling backwards.
She spun around and slowly skated toward the exit before turning and beckoning him to follow with a single finger.
Even as the sounds of battle raged around them, the two made their exit and headed back up to his team's dorm room to enjoy a different kind of one on one exercise together. No one noticed, and no one tried to stop them either.
The electronic lock to Team JNPR's room clicked and Jaune pushed the door open. After taking a few seconds to peek his head inside he must have deemed the place to be empty, and he took Neon by the wrist and led her inside. What she hadn't expected was for him to use his grasp on her in order to all but throw her onto the nearest bed, where she landed unceremoniously on her back with a vocal squeak of surprise. So much for cats always landing on their feet.
Before she even had time to recover and ask what had happened, she found Jaune already upon her, his hands gripping her shoulders and pushing her down flat against the mattress. A moment later his hungry lips came crashing down on hers, and he put his past experience with her to good use as he kissed her, forcing his tongue past her teeth in order to batter hers down and ravage her mouth with unbound eagerness.
It had taken her by surprise at first, but Neon was nothing if not adaptable, and she willingly accepted the plundering kisses from the strong and dominant young man. Her hands slid up his back, finding comfortable spots just under his shoulders and holding on as she laid back and basked in the enjoyable show of affection. Other than the night they'd gone out clubbing, Neon had been deprived of any kind of action for far too long. If Jaune wanted to show this kind of forceful initiative with her then she was all for it. It wasn't every day she could find someone who she was not only comfortable with, but that she trusted implicitly as well. Jaune just happened to be both of those things, and was good looking to boot. She was more than happy to let the boy experiment and explore her in new and exciting ways.
Finally though he had to come up for air, which was good because she hadn't been getting enough oxygen breathing through her nose either. Bright and fervent green eyes stared up at him, her chest heaving as she collected both her thoughts and her breath while the larger boy still pressed down against her lower half.
"Mmmhmhmhmm…" she half laughed and half hummed. "Someone's eager."
His hands were already working the zipper of her white hoodie, bringing it all the way down and exposing her light blue crop top. "Your fault," he growled.
Neon moved her body to allow Jaune to remove the offending garment before laying back down flat on the bed. "What can I say?" she smirked knowingly. "My master plan worked."
He wasted no time in attacking her top next, roughly pulling it up over her head to leave her chest covered by only a black sports bra. "If you wanted to do it again you could have just said so," he said hurriedly. Oh yes, he was very eager indeed to get into her pants again. She couldn't blame him. She was too.
"Where's the fun in that?" she asked. Already his fingers had found their way around the spandex waistband of her tight leggings, and pulled them down until they'd gotten to her roller skates. Jaune grunted a curse which made Neon chuckle softly. He'd forgotten about those pesky little things. As she watched him remove them from her feet, her next words seemed even more appropriate now. "Don't you know that cats love to tease their prey?"
It wasn't enough to just tell Jaune that she was in the mood to fuck. Even if that was the case, and it most certainly was, there was a more fun way to do it than just that. She wanted to toy with him. She wanted all of the flirty winks. The teasing comments. The playful smacks on his fine ass. After all, doing so had earned her these results, so how could anyone say that it hadn't been effective? If they'd just arranged to have sex after training things might have been slow and maybe even awkward. But this?
This was hot. Jaune was taking her with aggression and force she hadn't thought he was capable of, and Neon would be able to reap the benefits of it all.
Now naked except for her bra and panties, Jaune knelt above her and slid his black short over his head. Neon licked her lips at the sight of his broad and muscular chest. A chest she hadn't gotten a peek at when they'd fucked in the nightclub bathroom. At the same time Jaune hadn't gotten to see her fully nude body either, and so this would be a brand new and exciting experience for both of them.
Jaune stared down at her, his hard eyes only eclipsed by the hardness bulging in his tight blue jeans. "From where I am you look more like the prey to me," he told her.
Neon licked her lips in anticipation as she met his gaze with an unflinching one of her own. "Maybe I'm just playing dead," she said coyly.
His eyes narrowed on her. He wasn't angry, but he was clearly eager to make her eat her words. "You won't be once I get through with you."
A shiver of exhilaration ran through Neon's body. Or maybe it was just the coldness on her hot flesh as Jaune hooked his fingers around the band of her panties and slid them down her legs.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" she wondered darkly as he tossed the underwear aside. Her lower half was completely exposed now, but Jaune was still woefully over-dressed for the occasion. "Because either way it's getting me excited."
The bed creaked as Jaune stood up and unbuckled his belt, sliding his jeans down to reveal his hard cock trying to stab its way through his boxers. Neon took the opportunity to ditch the last of her own clothing, reaching behind her and unhooking her bra before tossing it somewhere on the floor beside the bed.
To her surprise, however, Jaune didn't do the same with his underwear before he took a step toward the bed. He didn't climb back atop her either, but rather dropped down onto his knees at the foot of the bed. Before Neon could ask what was happening he took her by the thighs and pulled her entire body closer toward him.
She never did receive her answer before Jaune pried her legs apart and shoved his face between them, finding her most sensitive and yearning spot with his mouth and attacking it with all of his might and fury.
Neon squeaked as she inhaled, her eyes going wide as Jaune's tongue licked up her womanhood. It took all she had not to squeal an embarrassing moan as he passed over her clit. Once he'd finished she was able to say a few hurried words before he found his way back onto her.
"Oh fuck!" she breathed, her green eyes open wide as she stared up at the ceiling in surprise. In an instant his lips were back on hers once more, this time softly kissing and gently sucking on the glistening and moist folds of her pussy. Her breath hitched in her throat and oxygen was harder to come by now than it had been when they'd been making out. "F-fuck!" she struggled to exclaim as Jaune began eating her out.
Once the initial surprise had been delivered Neon found a breathing pattern that worked while Jaune's mouth and tongue explored her pussy. She hadn't been expecting him to go down on her, but she definitely would not say that it was an unpleasant surprise. To the contrary, it was fucking awesome. He may have been new and inexperienced to the act, but his eagerness and willingness to please her made up for his lack of technique.
Neon's hips softly bucked as his tongue explored her sex, soft gasps and breathy moans slipping past her lips as he devoured her pussy. His hands were planted firmly on her thighs, while hers found spots on his head to hold him in place while he went to town on her. Not that he needed any encouragement to stay down there, as Jaune voraciously ate her as if her body was an all you can eat buffet.
Half-lidded eyes stared up blankly at the white ceiling, but eventually Neon had gathered her wits enough to stare past her bare heaving chest to see spiky blond hair nestled between her legs. A part of her wished she could be recording the sight of it for later use, but an even larger part of her didn't care that she was missing out on capturing such a beautiful sight. Besides, they could always do this again later. This definitely would not be a onetime event. She would make sure of that.
Her feet and calves wrapped around Jaune's neck, and the balls of her feet tapped excitedly against his back while he licked and sucked her womanhood. All the while her fingers dug into his hair and scalp, desperately needing something to hold onto while he brought her closer and closer to her building climax.
"Mmm, Jaune!" she yelped, feeling herself getting closer to the edge. "Baby!"
He said nothing in response. If he had it would only have been lost in the wetness of her pussy. Who knows, maybe the vibrations of his lips against it would have felt good. She didn't need to find out, however, as the feeling of his probing tongue was more than enough to finish her off.
"Baby!" she repeated, her mind beginning to lose focus as she grew nearer and nearer to finishing. "Don't stop!" she begged. "Don't stop! I'm almost there!"
It would have been cruel and unusual punishment for Jaune to stop now, and while Neon didn't think he was that sort of guy, she would ensure that he would not. Her legs clung tightly around the back of his head and neck, and her hands dug firmly into his hair to keep him in place.
Jaune was relentless as he swirled his tongue around her, focusing now entirely on her sensitive clit and making Neon bite down hard on her lip. He'd been building up to this, and now his soft and wet tongue was directly attacking her little pleasure nub and nothing else. It was too much for Neon, and one of her hands abandoned his hair and clamped over her mouth.
"Mmmm! Baby!" she moaned loudly into her palm, her eyes squeezed shut as she was finally pushed over the edge. "Jaune! Fuck!"
Her hips spasmed and bucked, but were held firmly in place by Jaune's larger and stronger hands. Her chest heaved and her head dug deep into the mattress, but he was unyielding. Her legs kicked and her toes curled, but it would not end on her terms, only his. He would only stop when he'd had his fill.
Neon shrieked with pleasure into her hand as Jaune drew the orgasm out of her, her mind going blank as he relentlessly ate her pussy and pushed her well past the point where she would have normally stopped while pleasuring herself. It was only once her entire body began to shake and flop about like a fish out of water that Jaune finally released his hold on her, and his mouth came up from between her legs to leave her feeling cold and empty down there.
The ceiling was spinning and her world was nothing but hazy white as Neon stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. All of her senses were muted, and she didn't know how long she had laid there gasping for air before she saw Jaune's face. He wore an irritating smirk on his lips, or at least it would have been had Neon not been so completely blown away by the orgasm he'd just delivered to her. Not even that 'I told you so' look on his face was enough to piss her off here and now.
Slowly but surely the details of her surroundings returned to her, as did senses like sound. "Still playing dead?" Jaune asked amusedly as he came to lie down on his side next to her.
Still desperately sucking in air, Neon turned her head to regard the arrogant young man. "Fuck you," she spat, though without a trace of malice in her voice.
Jaune breathed a laugh, and his left hand reached out to one of her breasts, rubbing his fingers across it before giving it a gentle squeeze. "If that's what you want."
It took a moment for Neon to realize the implications of what they'd both said, and her eyes widened once more before her mouth did the same. A second later she was finally able to formulate more words. "Wait," she insisted, though Jaune hadn't moved since saying the words. "Just… let me catch my breath."
His large and calloused hand rubbed across her chest, stroking her nipple before moving down to her smooth and slender stomach. He rubbed gentle circles around it, making Neon moan softly with contentment. "Fine with me."
While he let her rest and recover he wasn't idle, and Jaune nestled in closer to her body so that he could continue to explore it. His magical lips kissed her shoulder before moving inward on her body. Her clavicle was his next target, followed by her neck. From there he kissed down just above her breast. He kissed her directly on the nipple. Below that onto her stomach. Thankfully, or unthankfully, depending on how she wanted to look at it, he didn't go any further south than that. It wasn't that she didn't want him to eat her out again; it was that she simply couldn't take another round of it right now. Neon feared that if he were to go down on her again so soon that she would be reduced to a screaming mess in a matter of seconds, and right now she did not need to be giving him that kind of power to hold over her for the rest of their lives.
Besides, simply laying here and basking in his warm touch and affectionate kisses was nice in and of itself. Jaune may have been a large young man, and today a particularly aggressive one, but he was also showing a much softer and tenderer side to himself here. It was more than just raw and passionate fucking. This was something more affectionate. This was making love. This was him showing her how much he cared for her. How much he wanted to make her feel good. He would make a fine boyfriend for someone some day. The girl who bagged this guy would feel loved and appreciated every time they were intimate.
Well, why not her?
Neon didn't know why she'd thought that from out of nowhere, but she didn't shoot it down immediately. Why not her? It wasn't as if they weren't close already. They were most certainly comfortable around each other. They were definitely compatible in the bedroom. So really, was there anything bad or wrong about thinking about making it official rather than just being fuck buddies?
That, however, was a discussion for another time. Important decisions like that should definitely never be made in the heat of the moment, especially while in the middle of fucking like they were. Speaking of which, Neon had finally managed to catch her breath and calm her body, and was eager for more of what Jaune had to offer.
As his hands and mouth explored every inch of her nude body, she reached out and lifted his head up to look into his deep blue eyes. Her tongue poked out to wet her lips before she spoke.
"Jaune," she said softly.
"Yeah?"
She stared intently into his eyes. "Fuck me," she ordered.
They were the two magic words Jaune had been waiting for, and he stood up to reveal the still rock-hard erection poking through his boxers. In one fell swoop he slid them down his muscular legs, revealing the disco stick she'd gotten to taste before. She hoped her poor sensitive pussy would be able to handle it after the pleasure he'd heaped on it already.
Neon laid in place on the bed, her feline tail swishing excitedly between her legs, as Jaune crept back onto the bed and knelt above her. She watched intently as he took hold of his throbbing member and pointed it toward her slick cunt.
Using his other hand to take her by the waist, Jaune guided the two of them together, and his thick length parted her eager lips and slid inside her well-lubricated walls with ease, earning a sharp gasp of ecstasy from the faunus girl.
"Oohhhh…" she moaned, feeling her insides filling up with his human man meat. "Jaune…"
He paused after he'd slid in, looking down on her with concern. "Are you okay?"
Maybe the noise she'd made was louder than she'd imagined. Neon smiled back up at him and wiggled her butt playfully atop the bed. "Yeah. Nice and comfy."
He nodded, a soft smile playing on his lips as well as he drank in the sight of her. It was his first time truly seeing everything she had to offer, after all. She appreciated how he took the time to linger and take her all in. It was only fair, after all, seeing as how she'd just taken him all in.
"Okay. Just let me know if anything's uncomfortable, okay?"
Being stuffed full of his cock, Neon couldn't imagine anything more comfortable in the world. "Mmmm, 'kay."
Kneeling between her legs, Jaune reached down and grabbed her thighs, lifting them up slightly as he used his grasp on them to anchor himself in place. Then he began to pump his hips slowly and experimentally, earning an instant reaction from the faunus beneath him.
"Mm," she hummed, her still sensitive pussy feeling every inch of his cock as it slid out before driving back in. "Yeah, that's it," she softly encouraged. "Give it to me, baby."
With her legs lifted and spread and Jaune driving between them, Neon laid back and bit down on her lip as she enjoyed the show. Jaune was hot, and the sight of his strained and intense face while he fucked her was as much of a turn-on as his toned chest and arms. Harsh breaths shot through her nose with each thrust, and soon enough Jaune developed a steady rhythm as he got the hang of this position. It was his first time on top of her, after all.
Along with that rhythm came a new noise, and that was the jingling of the little brass bell attached to the white collar around her neck. It was the perfect instrument to go along with her vocals as the two made beautiful music together.
Soft mewls and pleasurable moans came with Jaune's thrusts, but Neon made them extra vocal to spur him on. She wanted him to feel encouraged and to know he was doing a good job of pleasing her, and even if it was a little bit exaggerated it was better than laying there and making no sounds at all. It was working, as Jaune began pumping her faster and harder, and that in turn made her noises all the more genuine.
"Yeah, that's it!" she moaned as he pressed down harder into her. Her legs bent backwards, pushing her knees closer to her chest as Jaune leaned into her. "Fuck me, you stud! Fuck me!"
The jingling bell grew more frantic, again a representation of the harsh breaths Jaune was driving out of her. He abandoned his hold on her legs entirely and they fell to the bed on either side of him, and Jaune pushed the weight of his body down onto her torso, propping himself up with his hands on the mattress. Neon loved it. She loved feeling the crushing weight of this tall hunk of man meat on her tiny body. She loved being unable to move beneath his muscles, only able to lie there and take it while he had his way with her. Her hands reached up and snaked around his back, clutching onto his sweaty flesh and digging her nails into it.
Jaune grunted softly, perhaps in pain, but it didn't stop him as his thumping hips smacked down into hers again and again. She could feel his hot breaths as he snorted with each powerful thrust into her poor abused pussy. Neon wrapped her legs around his lower back to keep him in place on her, not that he needed any kind of encouragement to keep plowing her.
The collar bell was swaying violently now under Jaune's piston-like assault, but that came to an end when the boy wrapped one of his hands around it, as well as her throat. Neon's eyes went wide when she realized that those large fingers weren't there purely to stop the bell from ringing while he fucked her.
Green eyes met blue, and for a few seconds Jaune's body went still atop her. As if silently asking permission to continue like this. Asking if it was okay to get a little bit rough with his partner who was never uncomfortable with getting a little bit wild.
Neon nodded slowly, excitement dancing in her eyes as she felt those large, calloused digits around her soft and delicate neck. She licked her lips eagerly at the thought of Jaune putting a little bit of pressure on her.
"What's gotten into you?" she wondered. Not that she was complaining one bit, but this definitely wasn't that Jaune she knew. It wasn't the one who she'd fucked last night. The one who she'd had to encourage every step of the way.
Intense eyes stared down at her. "You have," he growled. A single hard thrust into her provided the exclamation point, earning a cry of pleasure from Neon's lips.
Neon grinned even as she took a breath. "I like it. I like it a lot."
"Not too much?" he wondered.
She shook her head even while his hand was still around her throat. "No. Do it. Pin me down and let me feel it while you fuck me."
Not needing to be told twice, Jaune placed his free hand on one of Neon's shoulders and tightened his grip around her throat, though not enough to cut off her oxygen. Just enough to feel his grasp on her, as well as to keep her head firmly driven into the pillow.
Jaune reared back and gave her another hard thrust, earning a breathy moan from Neon before he resumed his earlier pace. With the weight of his body on hers and his hands pinning her down, Neon was in a world of ecstasy while the boy pumped relentlessly into her soft and supple body. She clawed at his back desperately, determined to let him know how good he was making her feel by returning the affection. For Neon there was no greater show of her affection and appreciation by leaving scratch marks on his back. Proof that he'd not only had her, but that he'd driven her into a frenzy of scratching and biting while he'd done so.
"Yes! Fuck me, baby!" she screamed, uncaring of who in the other dorm rooms might have heard her. "Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!"
Her legs squeezed down hard around his lower back and ass while he plunged in and out of her. Her well-manicured nails dug deep into his skin. She wanted to draw blood. She wanted to shatter Jaune's Aura and make him feel every bit of what she was feeling. But mere nails wouldn't be enough. No, as much as she enjoyed the feel of his hand around her throat, she wanted to do something else with him. Something that would show the entire world what they'd done together. What he'd driven her to do. That he was hers.
Neon pried the hand off of her throat and Jaune relented immediately. Before he could even ask if it had been too much she grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled it down to her. His shoulder and neck were right next to her face, and Neon lunged out to take the soft tissue in her mouth and clamp down on it.
She heard Jaune gasp as her lips devoured the soft skin of his neck. She heard him grunt as her teeth dug into it. His pained pants and gasps were music to her ears, and to his credit he didn't stop pumping into her while she attacked his neck. She didn't stop moaning and breathing into it either, and by the time she was done with him it would be a bruised and sloppy mess covered with her saliva.
While he fucked and she bit, neither could hear the sound of the dorm room door opening, but they certainly heard the familiar voice gasp sharply, causing both their heads to turn.
A certain ginger-haired short stack stood stunned in the doorway, her hands over her mouth and her teal eyes wide.
Yet he didn't stop. Jaune kept on plowing her even as Nora stood there in complete and utter shock.
"Oh shit… I'm sorry!" she exclaimed.
Nora left as quickly as she'd come, and hurried out before the door shut behind her.
Neon and Jaune shared a look and both burst into laughter. For long seconds she felt his body shake with mirth atop her, and as the two stared into each other's eyes, Jaune pulled out of her.
The faunus felt betrayed by his sudden exit. Had Nora killed the mood for him? Was he no longer interested in continuing?
Just when she'd been about to voice such concerns, she felt Jaune snake his hands underneath her and forcefully flip her over onto her stomach.
With both hands on her waist, Jaune pulled her ass up toward him. There was no questioning his intent to keep going when she felt his cock slide into her pussy once again before forcing her ass back down toward the bed.
For such a petite and slender girl, Neon had an amazing ass. Other than her fun and energetic personality, it was probably her best feature. It was so squishy and bouncy, and the perfect cushion for him to bounce off of while he pounded her down face first into the bed.
Jaune had already enjoyed that ass once in the bathroom of the night club they'd gone to, but this time he would get the full experience of it. Without any clothes and in a well-lit room, Jaune stared down at the faunus girl's sweet and juice rear as he began to hump down against it while he fucked her pussy. Her orange feline tail, the same color of her hair, swished excitedly as he did.
"Oh fuck, and I thought you were done," Neon groaned from beneath him. Her head was turned left on the pillow so he could hear her clearly, and he could see that her eyes were closed while he plowed away at her.
Still, despite that he shook his head in response to her question. "Nope," he grunted, his hands firmly clasped onto her hips while he pumped into her. "Not yet."
He saw how she flashed a toothy grin at his words. "Fuck yes…" she breathed.
The bell didn't ring anymore, but the squeaking of the mattress underneath them replaced its steady sounds. From his vantage point he watched those sweet cheeks of hers bounce and jiggle with every impact he made against them. Her breasts may not have been the largest in the world, but she more than made up for that with such a perfect butt. Lying flat on her stomach with him atop her, it was the best position to check it out while he fucked her.
Jaune's hands migrated down from her hips to cover those soft and squishy delights, and he squeezed down greedily on Neon's soft cheeks. He kneaded them like a baker would dough, watching as they squished between his large fingers.
"Neon…" he said softly, the pace of his hips slowing while he enjoyed her supple rear end. "Your ass is incredible…"
He was in awe over just how much of it there was on such a small girl. She didn't possess overly-wide hips, and it definitely wasn't fat, but her amazing bubble butt still managed to stand out even while lying down flat on her stomach.
A smile curled on the girl's lips, though her eyes still remained closed as she basked in both his touch and his cock. "Mmm, I know, right?" she answered knowingly.
Here was a girl who knew she possessed assets and wasn't shy about feeling proud over them. Neon was just one great big bundle of confidence whether she was fighting, clubbing, or fucking. Considering how he and every one of his friends had doubts and insecurities in one form or another, witnessing Neon's swagger and poise made him wish he could be as collected as she was.
Still, at the very least he was getting comfortable with his abilities in the bedroom. He was still new to the art of love, but if the sounds Neon had made the previous night and today were any indication, he was satisfying her. That was all he could ever really ask for. To satisfy his woman.
Seeing how she'd enjoyed a little bit of choking, Jaune wondered if she might like getting a little bit more rough. As the bed gently creaked under his thumping hips, the hands which had been squeezing Neon's butt released fleshy pillows and came up. A second later his right hand slammed down, striking one of Neon's cheeks with a loud clap.
"Oh!" she yelped, her eyes shooting open in surprise. She gave him a sideways stare, her mouth open in a wide smile.
"Was that good?"
"Again!" she demanded. Not one to leave his woman wanting, Jaune's left hand reared back and struck down on Neon's other cheek. Another sound, like thunder, echoed in the air. "Oh fuck!"
Her reactions spurred him on, and as Jaune gently humped her his hands took turns in striking her pale ass, each time as loud as a thunderclap. Each time Neon howled in pleasure, vocalizing her delight and wanting more.
Spank! "Mmm! Jaune!"
Jaune's teeth clenched as his hips drove home harder.
Slap! "Ah! Fuck yes!"
Something was building inside of the boy. Hearing Neon scream in rapture was doing something to him.
Smack! "Yes! Give it to me!"
Jaune had never been the most dominant or assertive of men, especially back at Beacon when he'd been the weakest among his friends. And though he still might not be as capable as many of them, he had developed into a strong and capable warrior on the battlefield. Here and now, however, he felt as though he was the strongest man in the world. With a beautiful woman submitting underneath him, and with his hands raining down on her soft and yearning body, Jaune felt the urge to completely and totally dominate her.
After leaving stinging red handprints on Neon's perky rear, Jaune came down hard on her, covering her back with his chest as he leaned down into her. For a few seconds he stopped humping her, allowing her to adjust to the new weight pressing down on her.
Neon opened her eyes again, and from this close distance he could barely see her the left one staring back at him. "Oh my gods, yes…"
His hands came down to pin her arms onto the bed, and with all of his crushing bulk on top of her, Jaune resumed slamming down onto her ass. The effects were immediate.
"Oh gods!" Neon squealed, feeling the full force of his cock invading her pussy. "Fuck me, Jaune! Fuck me!"
As if he would ever deny her, or himself for that matter, that pleasure. Jaune's hips clapped against her hard and fast, and Neon's muted screams were barely audible as she buried her face into the pillow. With each thrust he bounced off of her abused ass, ready to plunge back down immediately in frenzy of mindless, primal fucking.
Jaune wouldn't last long at this rate and he knew it, but he wanted this. He wanted her to squeal and shriek. He wanted to hear her moan his name. He'd already made Neon cum once tonight, and it had been the sweetest feeling in the world.
His grunting breaths were lost in her orange hair, and somewhere sandwiched between their bodies Neon's orange tail tried to flick and swish, but just like the rest of her, it was trapped underneath Jaune's oppressive weight. All Neon could do was lie flat and take it until he'd finished. He knew thanks to her kinks that she was more than delighted with that arrangement.
"Yes! Pound me, Jaune!" she moaned into the pillow. "Pound me! Make me yours!"
As if her body wasn't enough to do it for him, her dirty, sexy words were going to push him over the edge. He needed to finish her off quickly if she was going to leave as satisfied as he would be. Luckily thanks to last night's experience, he knew a little trick about his feline faunus friend.
With his hands still pressing down on her shoulders Jaune lifted himself up as he humped away at her ass, and down below him her now freed tail swayed excitedly as he railed her. He moved one hand over the center of her back to keep her pinned down, and the other now free one reached down and grabbed hold of Neon's tail. He squeezed it tightly while he pounded away at her ass.
"Nyaaaa!" Neon screamed, her body suddenly starting to spasm and shake. Jaune didn't allow her an inch, however, and kept her pinned underneath his arm while he savagely fucked her pussy.
His grip tightened around her tail, and Neon moaned like a cheap whore beneath him. Her legs kicked out uselessly beneath him. Her back attempted to arch backwards. Her fingers squeezed down on the pillow so hard he thought she was going to gouge holes in it. Still, all she could do was lie there and take it. All she could do was be at the mercy of Jaune's hands and cock while he fucked her to one final, incredible orgasm.
"Jaune!" she wailed. "Jaune! Jaune! Oh my gods, Jaune!"
Hearing his name being screamed like that did the trick, and Jaune felt a familiar pressure building in his loins. He gave it his all up until the last possible moment, holding back until he was unable to do so any more. Then finally, mercifully, he got his release, earned from long minutes of pleasing his kicking and screaming partner.
Jaune erupted into Neon's hot and wet pussy.
He groaned as pent-up seed shot out, burst after burst coating her inner walls white. His hand squeezed impossibly tight on her tail as he unloaded inside her, the pleasure too great and much like her, needing something to hold onto while he came.
He wasn't alone in that, and Neon groaned loudly into the pillow as her entire body shook in its own powerful orgasm. He had no idea if it had been going on since he had grabbed her tail or if it had coincided in his own, but there was no mistaking the fact that Neon was climaxing while he filled her with his cum.
His pace slowed as he unloaded the last of his spunk inside her, and his hard thrusts weakened until finally he knelt still above her, his chest heaving just as much as her back was. He was a sweaty mess just as she was, and both of them would need a shower afterward. He would probably need a change of sheets too after such a deluge of bodily fluid had been spilled on them, but some primitive part of his brain rejected the idea. He wanted the smell of Neon's lust to remain there even while he slept.
Jaune slowly drew himself out of Neon's wet and full pussy, and shifted to lie beside her. He turned to regard the exhausted and panting faunus girl, who still laid flat on the bed with her eyes closed. He'd certainly fucked the energy out of the normally hyper girl, and the fact that she was such a mess made him feel proud that he was able to do it.
He ran a hand through her hair lovingly, trailing down to her back where he gave her slow and soft rubs along her flesh. It wasn't that he wanted to feel her some more, though that was definitely a perk of the act. More so he wanted to soothe her and help bring her back to a state of consciousness after such a raw and primal fuckfest.
Eventually Neon's sparkling green eyes flicked open, and she rolled over onto her side to face Jaune. A satisfied smirk spread across her lips, and she reached out with an arm to drape it over Jaune's own hot and sweaty body.
"You didn't even miss a beat when Nora walked in," she purred. "What a fucking power move. You stared her in the fucking eyes while you kept plowing me."
Yeah, he'd certainly done that. How could he have even thought about stopping when he was enjoying Neon's amazing body?
"I wasn't in the mood to get embarrassed and stop. I just needed to..."
Neon smirked and leaned in closer to his face. "Needed to what?" she purred.
"I just needed you," he admitted. "I couldn't stop because I just needed to keep fucking you. You're like a drug, Neon, and I'm addicted."
"Addicted, huh?"
Now that it was over he was free to get as embarrassed as he wanted. Such an admission definitely made him feel a bit uncomfortable, but it was the truth. He'd wanted and needed Neon's body once they'd started.
He nodded softly. "Yeah, is that weird?"
To her credit, Neon didn't tease him over his choice of words. She merely gazed into his eyes with as much affection as he'd ever seen from her. "No, I think that's what normal people call love."
Jaune blinked. "Love," he echoed.
Truth be told, love was something that hadn't been on his radar in a long time. Not since Beacon. Not since his crush on Weiss. Not since Pyrrha had kissed him minutes before she'd died fighting against Cinder. No, love had not been in the cards for almost two years now.
"Yeah," she confirmed. Jaune saw how Neon nervously bit down on her bottom lip, a look that he wasn't used to seeing from the normally confident and peppy girl. "So not to put you on the spot or anything, and I was gonna wait until later until we both came down from our sex highs to ask this, but…" She trailed off, her eyes darting away from his in the most genuine and vulnerable side he'd ever seen from the faunus girl. "No time like the present I guess. You wanna be my boyfriend?"
The words hit Jaune harder than he'd struck Neon's tight ass. It was odd considering they'd just had a round of intense and rough sex, but somehow the proposal she'd just asked him seemed more unusual than the fact that they'd been intimate twice now in less than twenty four hours.
"Your boyfriend," he said, repeating her words once again.
Neon breathed a soft laugh through her nose. "What, are you just gonna keep repeating what I say?" she asked playfully. "I mean I know we just had some mind-blowing sex, but I hope I didn't like, actually screw up your brain."
The sex had indeed been great, but he was thinking perfectly clearly right now. Her boyfriend. And she his girlfriend. Considering what they'd already shared, it wasn't like they weren't comfortable around each other. He liked how spunky and energetic she was. Neon was fun. Underneath the veneer of being an annoying and bratty party girl she used as a battle tactic, she was also a sweet and genuine girl. He definitely had fun when he was with her, and he was sure that as he got to know more and more about her that this would only get better.
"Boyfriend," he repeated once again. This time a soft smile spread across his face as well. "You know what? I'd really like that."
Neon grinned with delight. "Same. So… we're official now, Jaune?"
"I guess so," he shrugged. "Huh, you're my girlfriend," he said, still not quite believing the words as they left his mouth. How could he? After all, before last night Neon was a girl who'd never really been on his radar before. Just the thought of how it had all come to pass made his grin deepen. "Gotta say, I never would have seen this coming."
"Oh but you have seen me cumming plenty," she winked. "Which I might add, is a very good thing to make your girlfriend do, mister boyfriend."
Jaune wrapped his arm around Neon's body and pulled her closer to him, basking in the warm feeling of her body heat. "Well I don't think we're gonna have any problems there." His body shook softly as he laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "Wow, I still can't believe we're actually together like that."
"Don't sound so disappointed," Neon said with an exaggerated pout.
"Oh I'm not," he said genuinely, and leaned over to kiss her cheek. It was soft and brief, unlike the lustful kisses they'd shared earlier. "I'm just really shocked, but in a good way. I'm happy. I don't even know what to do right now. I've never had a girlfriend before."
Neon cocked an eyebrow. "Weeeeell, you can start by buying me lots of expensive presents and taking me out to expensive restaurants. You know, all that good stuff."
Jaune knew that she was joking, but he still winced knowing he wouldn't be able to do either of those things. "Hate to break it to you, but I'm broke," he smirked back. "I'm a nineteen year old huntsman with plenty of experience, but no paying jobs. Ironwood doesn't exactly pay us."
A soft and delicate hand reached up to graze Jaune's cheek gently. "Aw, poor baby," Neon cooed. "Well that's okay, I'm not that kind of girl anyway. A perfect date for me is going to the roller rink and stuffing my face with cheap pizza."
He laughed softly. "I think I can afford that. I'll just ask Ironwood if he could start paying a little bit."
Neon scoffed. "He doesn't pay me…"
"Yeah, but you are still a student at Atlas Academy. I guess all your work goes toward school credit or something?"
Her lips pursed in a pout. "Yeah, talk about lame." Emerald eyes narrowed on him and she poked him in the chest. "Unlike you, mister big shot huntsman with an actual license."
Jaune did indeed have a license granted to him by General Ironwood, and that meant he could take on actual paying gigs even if the man declined paying him a measly salary.
"Just means I'll be the one paying for all our dates then," he shrugged. "So don't feel so bad."
Neon hummed a sigh. "I guess that's true, but don't worry. I totally put out after dates, so you'll get your money's worth," she added with a grin and wag of her eyebrows.
That wasn't something that he worried about. Even if they didn't have sex after every date, Jaune knew he would still enjoy his time with the faunus girl. She was as fun as they came, and in these dark and trying times he needed all of the fun that he could get. He would do his best to ensure that Neon always had fun as well.
"You're worth way more than I could ever afford," he joked.
"Damn right I am. I'm such a charitable kitty, aren't I?"
"The best." His smile grew when he was reminded of a certain other faunus from their circle of friends. "Just between you and me, I don't think a certain other kitty has even kissed Yang yet."
Neon shook softly with mirth. "Wow, and they've been partners for how many years now? Such a prude."
"I think it's a bit more complicated than that," he said knowingly. Yang and Blake did indeed have a complex and checkered past. It was a wonder that Yang forgave her so easily. She must have really been taken by Blake's butt, just as Jaune had with Neon's. "But I definitely hit the jackpot with you, Neon."
Neon's delicate fingers stroked down Jaune's cheek lovingly. "Aw, such a sweet talker. Even after you've already gotten into my pants. I think I'm pretty lucky too."
They both were. Jaune considered himself fortunate to have found such a girl, even if by pure chance, at this point in his life.
He leaned in to kiss her tenderly on the lips. Neon moaned softly into his mouth as she returned the gesture. For long moments they remained, their lips locked in a gentle, loving kiss.
When he pulled away his eyes opened, and his stomach growled. He said the first thing that came to his mind. "I'm starving."
Neon smirked. "Didn't get your fill with my pussy?"
As much as he would love to gorge himself on that meal again, right now he needed something with a little bit more substance. "No I mean actual food."
"I know." She sat up somewhat, and she stretched out her limbs with a satisfied moan. "I'm pretty hungry too. We both need to refuel after all that amazing sex."
Jaune sat up as well, sitting upright next to his nude girlfriend. "You wanna go grab something? Pizza?"
"I would love some pizza right now," she beamed happily. "Just not sausage. I've already been stuffed with that today."
Jaune laughed. "Fair enough. Pepperoni?"
She nodded. "Definitely. That's my favorite."
"Mine too."
"See?" she asked as she lightly punched him in the arm. "We were totally meant to be together."
He laughed again. "Right, because liking the same pizza topping is the true test to see whether or not a relationship will work."
"It doesn't hurt." Neon stood up from the bed, once again showing off her best assets on both the front and back of her. Jaune could lie there and stare at her all day, but once she saw that he was doing just that, Neon's hands came up to her hips and she stared down at him expectantly. "Now come on, less talking and more dressing. I've got pizza on the brain now and my stomach's growling."
Jaune stood up now as well and began collecting his discarded clothes. "Too hungry to grab a shower first?"
"Totally too hungry to waste time with a shower," she confirmed. "We can do that later. Plus…"
Jaune stopped with his shirt halfway over his head as he looked over to the girl. "Plus?" he asked.
"I totally want everyone to smell the sex we totally reek of," she grinned.
He would definitely have to get used to laughing a lot, because Jaune could tell he would be doing a lot of that when he was around Neon. "Well Yang and Blake already know. Nora too."
"Yeah, and now they'll know even more," she said happily. "Maybe it'll convince the two of them to finally do it. Or at the very least embarrass the fuck outta them. Either way, win-win."
Jaune shot a grin right back at her. "You're so bad."
"Yeah, but being bad feels so good." She stopped short of pulling her pants up and looked at him. "By the way, Jaune."
He stopped as well and saw how she was staring intently at him. "Yeah?"
"You choking me during sex was so fucking hot. Do it some more next time."
The seriousness with which she spoke the words sent shivers down Jaune's spine. Neon liked it rough, and he would have to do his best to accommodate her. Truth be told, he enjoyed doing it too. He loved how she'd been completely at his mercy and screamed his name while he pounded away at her. If that was what Neon wanted, that was what Neon would get.
He nodded. "Oh. Sure."
The two finished dressing themselves and stepped outside of the room to head down to the cafeteria. Atlas Academy pizza may not have been the best in Remnant, but as Neon had said before, she was a cheap date. Pizza was still pizza, and there was rarely anything someone could do to screw it up.
For some reason he couldn't wait to run into Nora again either. He wanted to see just how she would act the first time after catching him and Neon in the act.
Author's Note: The sequel that nobody expected, least of all myself, but that hopefully someone wanted. I wrote it all yesterday and today because I didn't feel like writing anything else.
There's not enough Jaune x Neon on this site, so hopefully this will once again satisfy some people's cravings for such a rare ship. Again I have no plans to continue this, there's no plot or anything in mind. It's just smut.
Anyway, as usual I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks for reading.