Beautiful, soft porcelain skin right on top of him. It was a sight of dream. Literally.
Jaune felt himself getting stiff, in more ways than one. He felt completely paralyzed, no tranquilized by the ethereal beauty on top of him, the contrast of her black undergarments and her porcelain white skin was simply….Jaune couldn't think of a way that could best describe the beauty that was straddling him.
"Weiss…you look…"
She shushed him with her finger, then following up by placing the back of her hand against the side of his face, unflinching blue eyes piercing through him and making him feel both hot and cold. He had no idea how that was possible but she made it happen.
"I've had a long day dealing with the sillies. I need to wind down my love, will you help me with that?" she asked softly. Her hand still caressing the side of his face.
Jaune gulped uncertainly. This seemed too good to be true? The girl he had admired and crushed on from afar was now on top of him in nothing but her undergarments and it made his young hormonal mind very much fight against his rational, as in this was a life and death situation with Weiss's life on the line and he was told that Negative Weiss was powerful and needed to be avoided.
But like any other young men, a hormonal and horny mind leaves not much room for rationality.
"Take of that armor" Weiss demanded.
Without hesitation and throwing caution to the wind, he did as he was told and casually removed his armor, Weiss told hold of it and threw across the room, surprising Jaune with her almost superhuman strength. The hoodie went next, exposing to Weiss that while Jaune was an incompetent huntsman, he at least had a fit physique.
Icy cold hands roamed his bare chest, followed by another passionate kiss that made him feel both hot and cold. After attacking his lips she trailed down and placed small kisses among the outlines of his muscled chest. Placing small but passionate kisses all over him.
Jaune moaned softly. Here he was half naked on a bed with the girl of his dreams placing affectionate kisses all over him, her left her hand moved from his face right to his chest. His eyes were closed, only willing to experience the small bits of pleasure the ice queen was giving him.
His wrists suddenly tightened and his eyes shot open, thorns restraining both his wrists to the bed, he tried moving his legs but Weiss held him steadily into place as another row on thorns wrapped themselves around Jaune's legs.
"Weiss! What's going on!" Jaune yelled struggling to break free but to no avail. Weiss's stoic expression did not change as she moved a little backwards and her hands began fumbling to undo Jaune's pants.
"Oh Jaune. My handsome little plaything" she cooed softly and sweetly as she unzipped his jeans and watched as his slowly growing erection was visible through his boxers. For the first time he saw a change in Weiss's expression, a sly smirk.
Removing the final barrier obstructing her from her objective, she almost tore the boxers from his legs to allow to allow the growing erection to spring free into her line up sight.
Jaune felt the cold air swirl around his now exposed loins, switching his eyes up to see Weiss looking at his manhood like an almost hungry animal.
He wasn't sure how to feel about this. On the one hand it was every young man's dream. But then again he was inside a dream? Her dream? So did this mean she had some sort of unconscious desire for him and she was now acting it out?
How he should feel was made very clear soon as he felt an indescribable pleasurable feeling.
He looked, Weiss sat there placing a kiss on the tip of his manhood and snaking her head downwards and letting her tongue wrap around it. His head fell backwards as he allowed himself to indulge in what she was doing to him as she hungrily began to lick his shaft up and down.