AN: I have fuck all to do right now so I figured why not write some more.
"Jaune?"
For a moment nothing happened, then suddenly I was out of my father's hands and flying through the air towards her. My armor was black so it was obvious she was pulling me to her.
I expected a hug once I reached her, maybe a kiss, that was a big maybe. The last thing I expected was to see her fist cock back and meet my face. The breakneck speed I was flying through the air at was immediately negated as her fist impacted my jaw and made me do a backflip through the air.
I was dazed, she was not holding back so her fist was enhanced with her semblance, add the speed I was going and no one can blame me for seeing stars after impacting the ground.
As soon as I could see properly and not lose my balance because the world was moving around like a sea I got myself up again. I held my sore jaw in confusion.
"That was for putting yourself in danger."
If what she did at first was surprising, then what came next was even more so.
She grabbed my face and tilted my face down. And suddenly our mouths were joined, her hands still on my cheeks, not allowing me to pull out. Not that I would have. Instead I deepened our kiss.
So there we stood, two teens kissing infront of a hundred or so men and women who were looking at the scene dumbstruck. After the first minute some of them grudgingly pulled out their wallets and gave money to their partners.
After both of us got short on air we disengaged from the kiss, both of us blushing but smiling widely.
"And that was for coming back."
It was at that moment my father decided to intervene.
"Ahem. Uh, don't get me wrong but we should head inside."
Both of us blushed even harder when we realized that we had a large audience. So we both nodded and ran inside.
Being back home was a wonderful feeling. Yes, the hallways might be a bit cold but it was home. A place I had explore as a kid. The place where I knew every hiding spot, every secret tunnel and room. This was the place where I had feared to return to after signing up at beacon. I had stolen the ancestral weapons of my family, my father's weapon's.
Me and Pyrrha walked through the maze like corridors of the fortress, hand in hand and her head on my shoulder. We walked and we walked. Suddenly she pulled me into a room, my old room to be exact.
She had a small setup in there. A big duffel bag in one corner, red covers on my old bed, haphazardly discarded from the bed. And even a small shrine with my picture in a silver frame.
"Me and my family came here for the funeral, you should have seen it. Everyone was here. Ren, Nora, Ruby even Yang came here with her depression. When the ceremony ended my parents wanted to take me home, to continue my career as a duelist. You can imagine how disappointed they were when I said I wanted to stay here for a while. I thought that you died because of my stupidity, my pride. I wanted to stay close to your resting place, for closure, to grieve."
She rambled, and I let her. Any doubt that she returned my feelings vanished after she stopped talking. So I was left speechless and standing there with my mouth agape.
She noticed my expression and rolled her eyes as she pulled me into another kiss. This kiss lasted for a bit longer than the one we shared infront of the gate.
As we disengaged from it she looked at me with a devious look and with a simple motion of her hand and a quick usage of her semblance caused my armor to collapse to the floor, revealing my naked figure.
She smirked as she got on her knees infront of me.
The floor below
10 minutes later
The two guards had been guarding one of the crossing points that any invader or infiltrator needed to pass to get deeper into the tunnel when they heard loud cries from the floor above.
One of them looked like he was about to run off to investigate when his partner smiled and motioned him to listen. The other guard looked at his friend suspiciously but conceded and listened more intently.
"Jaune. Jaune. Oh Yesssss. Jaune."
As if on cue some smaller pieces of mortar fell down from the ceiling. Both of them relaxed again and smiled at each other.
"Young love, Eh?"
But the pleasurable voices got louder and louder by the minute. Both of the guards were soon grumbling because the voices were very distracting and they were getting even louder until finally they cried out in what the guards hoped was release and fell silent.
"As happy as I am for those two, I hope we don't get to guard this place ever again."
His partner just nodded and they both got ready for the remaining few hours of their watch. Now in blissful silence. Only for the two young lovers to start over again.
One of the guards fell on his knees.
"Why me Monty? Why me?"
The rest of the watch passed uneventfully for the two men. The two lovebirds upstairs got tired after their third round and went quiet, leaving the guards to their peace.
AN: Yea, I just felt like writing something like that. If enough people request it I might try my hand at writing a lemon, it would be my first time so you guys should not expect much from me if you want it. I feel a bit insecure that I will write them too much out of character and that I will butcher their dialogue because as a quiet person it is difficult for me to write them.
Oh, something else too. I am writing this like Jaune's semblance is immortality with a few quirks. He can still take damage but no matter how severe it is he will regenerate from it, he will enter regeneration stage with his 'death' as it is. He does not require food, water or food while he is regenerating or comatose or whatever you want to call it. I plan to explain it at a later chapter if I make it there.