Chapter 4: Making mistakes.

Blake had just left her room in a mad dash, and so hadn't fully thought-out what it was she was committing herself to.

She realised as she stood alone; in the hall between Team RWBY's and Team JNPR's dorms, stimulated and energised, that she was now committing herself to mating with a trusted friend and veritable relationship black hole.

Just about as soon as she realised that it was now almost too late to stop, and that she'd locked herself out. And also when she realised that she was essentially throwing away her escape plan and allowing herself to be exposed in her wild pursuit of the hooded knight.

Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she gazed upon the door to Team JNPR's dorm, the enticement of who lay behind it almost breaking her tremendous self-control. Colours danced and faded from the world outside her vision. The thick, clean scent of him was like steam in the air to her. Every response upon her skin felt a thousand times more powerful. She could almost taste him now, he was so close. All she had to do was see him, and she would be all over him.

One hand was shakily reaching for the door, which had become all she could see clearly now in the dim, unfocused space around her. All else was mute in the world except for one… exceptional knight and his angelic gold beacon…

She managed to stop herself long enough to think through what it was she was actually doing. Her mind spoke in a rabid pace, whilst she felt an itch in her neck,

'I'm going to find my Jaune, I'm going to get him alone, I'm going to let him know I think he'd make an excellent sex partner and then I'll-'

"STOP!" she chastised herself, squeezing her eyes shut to further end her sexual mind. "I CAN'T! I can't! I can't!" her screams became softer and softer as she reminded herself of how she was not supposed to go anywhere near him.

'I could never do that to Pyrrha. She's my friend, and I have to respect her wishes-'

'Even though she hasn't laid him down and bounced him around yet!' her perverse mind ran through her attempt at stopping her escapades for her friend. She shut her eyes again and shook her head this way and that to rid herself of the gunk in her brain and the itch that had returned to her neck.

She just needed a moment to gather her thoughts, and then she would let her mind do whatever it liked. She just needed to think!

She noticed her voice echo down the halls and realised she'd said that out loud. After an anxious search for listeners, she leaned back against the door and laid her back flat, sliding down to the floor. She hugged her knees and lowered her head to collect her cooled thoughts.

'Ok, ok. Let's see. It's obvious I can't stop myself from trying to do this, no matter how hard I try,' the itch in her neck came back, and she cracked her neck to be rid of it. 'So one way or another, I'm going to be finding myself seeking out a mate – namely, Jaune… Especially Jaune… Exclusively Jaune. Yeah, just Jaune.'

She sighed to herself, and resigned herself fully to the dreaded fact that all her efforts will be devoted to capturing Jaune for her own sexual and romantic pleasure. She didn't like it, at all, but she learned long ago what most Faunus – and more recently herself – want when in heat, they got.

'Ok. So, if I'm going to be trying to… "get in" with Jaune, I should think about why I'm even doing this.'

She listed off why she had chosen Jaune once more, knowing this would calm her down some: he was charming, he was good-looking, he was kind, he was genuinely fair to Faunus (which went a long way into gaining her favour), he could be trusted, he was a friend and he has a pure soul. Upon reflection, Blake was happy to see it wasn't just 'Pick the closest mate and start humping' like most other Faunus have tended to do. For whatever good that was.

She then thought about how she'd go about doing it, 'I'll confess to him my… condition, appeal to his sense of honour and kindness. Then, when we're alone, I'll… complete my business with him for my… sexual cravings. Then we can hopefully move past this together and never have to speak about it again.'

'Until next time, rolls around~' her perverse internal voice returned with a swing and brought with it the itch to her neck and a blush to her face, and she crammed her forehead to her knees in protest.

'SHUT UP!'

'Ok, man-slayer~' she shivered as her own voice teased her. With a huff, she resumed her previous thoughts,

'I knew schizophrenia was in this month, but I didn't know it spread like wildfire!' she smarmily chided to her own traitorous mind, remarking about Weiss' occasional outbursts of changed personality. It was happening more and more lately, but was really no concern. With another calming breath she thought on about what her mind had actually said,

'It's true. If I don't find a definite partner to spend my Heat with, then I'm most likely going to need Jaune once more…' she blushed crimson at the idea of spending multiple bouts of physical ecstasy with the lovable goof of Beacon. 'That may be an issue…'

'Or an excellent choice!' her sex-mind spoke once more. Blake glared into the shadows of her knees in her own way of intimidating her imagination, and surprisingly it worked. The voice whistled away and would not disturb her again. She felt her body cool as the Heat simmered down.

After a moment to pool her thoughts, she then considered her best course of action,

'Right. Well, if that's the case, then I'll just resort back to Jaune… in the eventuality that he and I are both available or without partners of our own… Yeah, I'll have to handle that when I get there.'

She offhandedly considered whether or not Jaune would be a competent lover. She blushed profusely. Whether or not he was, she would have to… investigate if he was or wasn't in an alternative form than sexual congress.

'Perhaps I could offer to train him in suppleness? That way I could see just how potent he can be.' With a final blush she ushered out those thoughts for later, so as not to have her 'Ninjas of…' fantasies or 'Fluff and Muff' dreams to slip in with her musings.

She sighed for the umpteenth time to settle her imagination and thought what she was going to do, in complete regard to her surroundings and all factors involved:

'Right, well, so far, I will have to get his scent, the feel of his skin, the sound of his voice, the taste of his flesh and the sight of what he looks like, if memory serves correct. That's what my mother had said about the time of Heat… you become fixated on a single person of affection, and to enhance your retention of them, get their pheromone imprint.

'Sight and sound should be easy enough. Just take it from memory. Feel of his skin shouldn't be too hard. Just brush against him accidently, nothing major. Just getting the vibe of him. Taste is going to be the hardest of the bunch. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to pass off licking him. I'll figure something out. Maybe I can lick off some ice-cream from his cheek? He's always getting food on his face… Or kiss him for good luck? Hmm…'

She placed her ideas aside in her mind and would refer back to them later, for when she enacted her plan.

'Moving on. Right then, I will call in sick for my classes – it's close to end of semester so it won't be that bad. I'll choose Jaune in helping me get around the school while I fain being sick – no matter how slimy I feel twisting my friend into doing something for me – and from there I will offer the training, test his capability and then tell him of my true malady and then, hopefully, he will agree to being my partner.' She gathered what she's arranged and stepped forward with her planning,

'He's kind, but I don't think his gentlemanly ways will allow him to do that with someone he doesn't intend to marry.' A pang of sorrow struck her right in the chest, but she pushed on nonetheless. 'Should somebody come looking for us during, I have no doubt I can procure some countermeasures for them. Gambol Shroud or a Silencing Glyph won't be much trouble to conjure up. Hopefully they're not too tenacious.'

Blake paused briefly to admire her body's restraint in her moment of reflection. She'd have to thank herself at some point for being so able. And with that, she charged onwards,

'He and I still need to keep a public profile – we can't allow the others to become suspicious, or worse, correct in their assumptions. That means we must still travel the grounds, in a means to transport me safely from place to place, but can actually be used to find ourselves a new location to… make love.'

Another bolt of sorrow hit her like a Nevermore Spike. She thought her plan was bad enough, but roping in an unloving participant into the act of love would be too far for her. But it was too late now. She was going to hate herself for this later.

A single thick tear rolled down her cheek and slipped down her knee. Nevertheless, she persevered, compiling her ideas and progressing her scheme,

'The library might serve as a useful endroit romantique – but my sounds will get us into trouble or caught. An empty classroom might be good, but anyone could walk in unless I get a key from a Professor – might be too much of a challenge though. On the grounds someplace? Heavens no, too easy to be spotted. The forest might serve as a reliable spot, but the possibility of a Grimm encounter or a search party sent out for us will compromise the… activity. The dorm rooms – absolutely not. The rooftop? No, Pyrrha and Ruby will find us too quickly. If at all. The rafters of the Auditorium? Not bad, other than the death-defying stunt needed just to get up there. And the fact that an assembly might be called. The Training Room? Too frequently used, and Professors have an unusual ability to appear wherever they please. A room in Vale perhaps? Not a bad idea, but only on free days, and I have to make it appear that I'm visiting a doctor, but otherwise, not bad.'

She compiled her information for review and continued.

'Alright. Now, if another female (or male…) were to attempt to claim Jaune whilst I seek his… admirations, I will have to secure him as mine by any means necessary.'

She thought briefly of how that might be achieved.

'"Marking my territory" is certainly out of the question. But defending him against other students will most definitely result in me succeeding in capturing Jaune for myself. One Cat, one Mate. That's how life works. Or perhaps deflowering him will make it-' she paused her mental tirade. 'Is Jaune a virgin?'

The possibility of this made it difficult for her to decide what to do. She didn't want to have to take away so much from him without his consent, it would be unkind. Sure she may be hormonally addled, but that didn't mean she could compromise all of what she stands for.

Her tear rolled down her silky legs to her womanly base, and she was thrown back into the wondrous, hot sensations.

'Oh, screw it. Sorry Jaune, but your first time is going to be with me.' Blake concluded in her mind. She summarised her final strategy before finishing for the night, and getting some sleep.

'Ok, let's see. I will secure Jaune as my sexual partner, find ways for us to be alone, and ensure that we're not caught or interrupted. For a week.' She nodded to herself, as if that would shake off her bad feelings about her course of action. 'Marvellous.' She finished sarcastically.

'Then it's settled. Plan 'Conquest of Jaune' is underway!' she mentally announced, only now realising how much her young leader had influenced her in the short semester they've spent together as the fire in her chest reignited.

"Blake?"

She was rooted to the ground, frozen completely. That voice. She knew that voice. It was the very voice she had imagined promising her unbelievable pleasure just moments ago in her sleep. The very voice that now sounded so alluring, so pure and cool, that she was sure her womanly base was more than just wet by a tear from its sound. The very voice of the very man she'd been plotting to ensnare for the past few minutes.

It was Jaune.

'Oh boy.' She dreaded.

Just to be clear, I imagine there to be at least some writers in the RWBY universe who've considered and explored Faunus-Human relations. There isn't much animal in Faunus anyway, so it wouldn't be that strange. That's where 'Fluff and Muff' came in. It's a smutty 'she's an animal in all senses of the word' kind of book.

A little like '50 Shades of Grey' but not as… gross.

Other than that, enjoy the fiction.