Chapter 3: Something wicked.

A hand caressed her body sensually, just as it had before. She turned and lay flat in the haze of her dreamscape, bare to the presence who wished to deliver her pleasure. She smiled outwardly at the person before her.

It was Jaune.

And he too, was to her as she was to him: Naked of anything except love for the other.

He soon began to feast upon her features with his piercing blue eyes, gazing upon her with a face of hunger and excitement.

He examined her face; she was gorgeous and engaging. Her large, golden irises ensnared him with their beauty and glow, and the small hint of danger only excited him more. Her cheeks were soft and lightish-red, and her nose was pointed and slim. Her lips were just so tantalising he could barely contain himself. Her soft amount of make-up accentuated her already magnificent looks. In this moment, she was perfect. But really nothing could make her more beautiful than her billowing, raven hair below her and her adorable dark grey cat ears.

She looked almost like a porcelain doll, symmetrical and glowing, and beyond beautiful. Far further than any living human or Faunus. She was the definition of beauty in his eyes, and it showed.

She is the moon to Remnant; ever present and radiant, and unfalteringly breath-taking. He sighed happily as he gazed upon her before traversing his gaze down.

Blake too had taken the time to gaze upon his face. He had dashing good looks, this was true. His jaw line was free of stubble and set squarely in confidence. His cheeks were soft and untainted of their natural beauty. His nose was completely straight, and his mouth was stretched in a heart-melting smile. He looked good enough to kiss. His hair swayed softly with an imaginary breeze, and shone with it's brilliant, yellow-golden colour. But all of these features were muted next to his eyes.

They were the purest cerulean she'd ever seen, and held so much soul and emotion she found herself at a loss of breath. Without a moment's use, they had captured her completely and enveloped her with their untold promise of soul-touching pleasure.

She soon followed suit when he moved his gaze below, and she feasted upon his body as well. It felt wicked, and that was good.

He was well-toned and lightly muscular, with not a single marking or blemish in sight. His shoulders and chest were rounded and undeniable, his abs were defined and irresistible and his arms and thighs were tensed amazingly, showing power beyond his thin frame as he hovered over her.

However, all other attention was lost in a flash as she caught a sight of Jaune's waiting member; fully erect at just being present to her. That thought made her blush and smile, and for the moment she believed he would not have been so stimulated were he with someone else.

Right now, Jaune didn't want to be anywhere else, he wanted to stay right where he was and gaze upon her forever. She didn't have to be told. She could feel it. It emanated like a soft steam, and touched her heart, and within a single moment, she knew he really, truly loved her.

Although Jaune too felt great love from Blake, his reaction was a tad more provoked.

Her body was curvaceous and supple, not a single inch was unattractive. Her legs were shapely and powerful, and her arms were slim but potent from all her years of honing her skills. Her breasts were round and plump, and perked as he gazed upon them, the tips hardening slightly in response. Her stomach was flat and lightly toned, and only managed to bring more emphasis to her hips and womanly entrance.

If looks could kill, he'd be knocked dead. She was gorgeous.

He restrained himself from exploding momentarily as he absorbed her features to commit to memory. Her hips were average of women her age, and rounded her sides oh, so perfectly in an entrancing way. Then when he laid eyes on her hidden flower he was awe-struck. Nothing in all of existence, ever, of all time, could ever hope to be as amazingly arousing and stunningly beautiful as that. It was slightly rosy from anticipation,and glistened while it waited for its neighbour to introduce itself to her, personally.

He was oh so tempted to do just that. But he wanted to savour this moment, and held himself back.

At the moment both of them stared intently at the others' front, but withheld from proceeding. Neither wanted to break the purity of the beginning, but neither could hold back much longer.

Just before the both of them erupted, they gazed into one another's eyes, and they met in physical, emotional and spiritual union. Their lips met in the new realm they alone forged and the scene exploded in their frenzy of love. They were now one, he was within her, and she was around him. They were together, and it hit them both like a crashing wave of a tsunami.

"That is it!" Blake announced as she lunged from her makeshift bed, slipping out of Gambol Shroud and slid like a shadow through the door.

Blake couldn't take it anymore. She'd lasted two whole hours of remaining chaste, but no more! She was going to find Jaune and make her dreams a reality.

No matter what.

Thank you to everyone whose shown an immense amount of love and support for my cheeky little fanfic. I didn't really expect much of this, but many have taken a great liking to it. I've never experienced anything like this before, it's touching. Really.

But, I'm trying not to get a big head over it, so I'll leave you with my appreciated thanks.