Omake 1: Beats and Sweets
A/N: I return after an unwanted hiatus to finally deliver my promised surprise; a snack-y, one-shot-y, omake chapter for the story. This may seem a bit OOC to the rest and I assure you its not canon, though depending on how this is received, there might be more to come. Help from my friend and now constant Beta, Maxaro, hopefully made this all the better. Enjoy my dear readers.
(Note for later, first song is Bullseye by KDrew, second song is Lrad by Knife Party, third is Sandstorm by Darude, final song they dance to in the club is Resistance by Knife Party and I myself have never been to a club so sorry to club goers for inaccuracies and oddities in tone or music, just sort of ran it off what I personally like to dance to. I have also marked them for those of you who do wish to listen alongside the story.)
Jaune Arc, a knight, a leader, and secret boyfriend of the silent Neo? Two months and counting of officially dating the seemingly mute girl attested to that. It was a dandy relationship that was going very smoothly... when the two of them were not around anyone they knew. Always having to dodge around hotspots of both friends and associates, tiptoeing around to be able to go on a simple date, even faking illness just to have a little time together.
For tonight however, they could, and would, enjoy their date to its fullest extent, a new night club was opening, they had an in, and Neo said she had a way to make it so that no one would know it was them.
That was in two hours and Jaune was nervously packing a small bag full of his date-outfit, couldn't be seen in those clothes out and about, people might ask questions. The knight mused upon the last two months as he sorted through possible outfits, shoving one or two in the bag. 'A few dates, we've held hands, I took her to nice places, things seem happy. I'm sure Dad would tell me that I'm missing some signals or something. Although... she has been-"
The blonde was shaken from his reverie by the unwanted and unexpected entrance of his teammates.
"Ah-h-hey, what are you guys doing back so soon? Thought training was going still for another hour or so."
Pyrrha was the first to answer, "Well, that was the plan but..."
Ren piped in when the red head began to peter off, "Then Yang showed up...'
And Nora finished in her loud and bubbly way, "We're going to a new club in Vale!"
Externally, the knight nodded, "Neat. Sounds like a fun trip." But internally there was nothing but screaming, whether in fear, rage, or frustration is anyone's guess.
Pyrrha blushed a little as she took a step forward, "We're about to get changed for it, you could come with, it would probably be fun to dance with me-us, I mean us!"
Jaune's thoughts had only just begun to unscramble and settle before his premeditated excuse left his lips, "Can't, I've got some stuff I have to take care of in Vale."
The bomber bounced excitedly at his words, "Great! That means you can ride in with us and see us all lookin good for a night on the town!"
'Too late to back out now...' "Sure, sounds like a plan. Just let me go grab a quick shower before you ladies pretty yourselves up.
With a fake smile and a nod, Jaune shuffled into the bathroom, taking the bag of clothing with him and beginning what suddenly felt like a much less simple evening.
The shower was exactly what he needed to clear his head, calm his nerves, and come up with a new excuse.
'I hate leaving my hair wet, but gotta do what I gotta do for this...' Jaune burst from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and still dripping wet, a panicked expression written across his face.
"Damnit, damnit, Dust damnit!" He muttered as he strode across the room, now covered in small mountains of clothing, mostly Nora's.
Pyrrha looked up from her very small selection of personal clothes before looking back down with a heated blush spreading across her face, "W-what's the matter Jaune?"
"Just got a message, my appointment's been bumped up, I gotta leave now if I wanna make it." He hurriedly turned away, slipping on a pair on boxers beneath the towel and tossing on a random outfit. "Sorry guys, gotta go!"
One of the piles vibrates with an "Aaawwww, really?" til Nora's head pops out of the top.
"Yeah. Bye." He scrambled out the door, slinging his small bag over a shoulder and rushing towards the airships, pulling out his scroll and tapping out a message as he ran. "Almost got caught, headed to town early, couldn't change. My team will be at the club too, make sure whatever you have planned is good honey."
A reply pinged his Scroll just a few short seconds after he hit the send button. "Me too, already in town. Meet me at Urban Girl. They'll let us change. Trust me, this'll work ;)"
"K... My hair is still soggy, sucks."
"Aw, poor baby. Get used to being wet, if this night goes well, you'll stay moist for some time..."
"What?!"
No response came even after the airship arrived to cart the blonde to the city proper, much to his stomach's protest.
Upon arrival and minor stomach upheavals, the knight made his way to the clothing store from their first date, Urban Girl: Combat Outfitters.
Standing outside near the entrance was Jaune's ice cream themed squeeze, Neo, in her normal combat garb, a small cloth sack slung over her shoulder, likely holding her club clothes.
"Hey, sorry it took a bit. Air travel and I don't mix... at all." He shuddered a bit, his stomach flipping slightly.
She smiled as he came to a halt before her, tapping at her Scroll with one hand, "Did you bring any mouthwash dear?"
"Well... no... but I was kinda in a rush 'cuz of my teammates."
She sighed lightly, shaking her head, her smile never leaving. "I've got some, I knew you'd forget."
Reaching into the small bag, she pulled out a palm sized bottle of blue liquid.
Jaune graciously took it, "Thanks Neo, you're the best."
"I know and don't you forget it ;)"
A swig, swish, and spit on the sidewalk later he sighed, the cool peppermint rolling forth on his breath. "So much better."
"Good, means you don't live up to your nickname quite as much, eh... Vomit Boy?"
"Oh come on! That was one time and it was ages ago. Will I never be able to live it down?"
"Not as long as I'm around sweetie." And with a tinkling giggle, she grabbed his shoulders, dragging him down to her level and planting a smooch on his cheek before leaving the dumbfounded knight with a spring in her step through the glass doors of the shop.
After greeting the shop staff who recognized them, or at least Neo, on site, the two of them trot off to dressing rooms to change. Before they walked in to the stalls Neo held up a hand to stop him as she passed the curtains to the little booth, her Scroll in hand.
"Sorry lover boy, you can't join me in here. Maybe another time though..."
Jaune sputtered at the message and the implication that second line held, "I was- no... I mean, I wasn't gunna... buh..."
Her arm disappeared as his own Scroll dings with another message. "No Peeking ;)"
"Why do you tease me so?"
"Because you're absolutely adorable when you're all flustered, its almost too easy... almost."
The blonde huffed, hanging his head with a shake and heading into the neighboring stall.
While changing from his plain clothes into something a bit more comfortable for a night on the town, something dropped from Neo's stall, gently tumbling onto the floor of Jaune's.
The knight in question glanced down at the dropped object, his eyes widening in shock as his Scroll dinged with a message, "Ooooops, clumsy me... could you bring that back over?"
His face glowed red as he stared dumbfounded between the clothing in question and his Scroll, his mind reeling as not-so-pure thoughts began to fill his head.
"H-how about I just scoot it back over?"
"But then it would get dirty and I don't have a spare."
"B-but you said n-no peeking."
"Then don't peek..."
"B-but..." Finally he sighed, "F-fine." With a deep breath and an attempted steeling of nerves, Jaune picked up the lacy pink bra from the ground, holding it delicately in one hand, trying hard not to think about it.
He stepped out of his booth, arm fully extended forward as he pushed it through the thin curtains. "H-here you g-" His hand stops as it hits resistance, a very soft resistance, followed by a high pitched moan as if of glass.
Jaune's mind shatters as it clicks in an instant what he just did, his Scroll beeping with another message and the soft pomf of the bra hitting the ground.
The Scroll blinked, flashing a little light on top, reminding him of his still unread message but the poor boy's brain was still in reboot.
The lacy perpetrator disappeared from the floor, stolen away by a pale, fair skinned hand.
'Reboot complete in 5... 4... 3... 2...'
The deep blue curtains of the dressing room are tossed aside to reveal Neo in her club clothes.
'Fatal error has been detected, process reboot killed.'
The gorgeous gal causes a screeching halt to his attempted thoughts as his mind once again breaks down.
"Wa... w-wow."
Her small smile only accentuates the garb she had chosen for this night: Her usual jewelry is gone and her hair is pulled up into a tight bun like a cherry atop the ice cream. Comfortable looking boots leading up to tight blue leggings hugging her hips ever so tightly, while an overly large lavender colored shirt hung loosely on one shoulder, the neck hole falling over the other, revealing the strap of the lacy reason Jaune's was still struggling for simple thought.
Jaune finally picked his jaw up off the ground and regained at least a modicum of composure. Neo giggled again, raising her Scroll and pointing at it, giving the boy a hint to take a look at the message still patiently waiting for him.
"Naughty boy..."
He held up his hands in defense again, "N-nono, I didn't... it was an accident, even if they were really soft... B-BUT it still wasn't cool and..."
His ranting is cut off by a delicately soft finger pressing against his lips. His eyes meet hers, an eyebrow raised as she lifts her scroll, "Jaune, if it wasn't at least a little ok, you'd be paste right now. Calm down." The finger lifted from his mouth and she gently patted his cheek.
She turned and starts walking towards the entrance as Jaune's Scroll dings again. "Now if you're done gawking at my sexy body, maybe we can actually get to the club, hmmm?" She stops, tossing a wink over her shoulder and an inviting wiggle of her hips before continuing on, her sway all the stronger as poor Jaune's jaw drops once again and his eyes can't help but trail down her petite curves before he shook his head and trotted up behind her.
As the two walk up the long lanes of clothes, Neo took a peek at her boyfriend, noticing an even greater level of shyness than normal. Though normally, it was cute, she didn't want cute tonight, tonight was to be more...
With a small sigh at the timidity of him, she reached up to lace her fingers with his, taking a tight grasp of his strong, calloused hands, startling the knight with a high pitched 'eep'. He looked over with a nervous smile, trying to play off the noise as something in his throat, while she just smirks back, nodding a little.
"When we leave this building, we're not Jaune and Neo anymore. For the night, we'll be Mint and Vitiliga... look." She pointed at a nearby full length mirror.
Staring back were two completely different people, one a tall, dark man with green hair to match the name and piercing, swirled green/black eyes that seemed entrancing even to Jaune. Beside him is a petite woman, pale as a fresh batch of vanilla ice with stark blue hair and eyes standing out all the more for her complexion.
"Woah..." Jaune's hand reached for his throat as even his voice has changed, deepening to a thickness that almost rumbles his chest.
"You like?"
"It's certainly... different. And this is what everyone else will see?"
"Yep. I spent a fair bit of time making these juuuust right. They should last till the end of the night unless something goes wrong. Now then, ready to go, Mint?" She squeezed his hand a little as a smile crossed both their faces.
"Of course, Viti."
Outside the club a long line stretched out from the front door and around the corner, the lights from the insides flashing as the low thump of bass rumbles away.
"You sure we can get in?"
"It's all taken care of."
"Alright, if you're sure."
"Trust me." She throws him a wink as she steps up to the front door, staring at the big meat wall that is the bouncer.
"Name?"
She arched a brow and stood up on her tippy toes, staring him straight in the eyes as her own flash between various colors.
"Ah. Sorry for the holdup. Please come in ma'am."
He stepped aside, ushering the two in as unfortunately someone standing in the long line takes exception to this, shouting out, "Hey! How come they get to go in like that!?"
As the two enter deeper into the cool confines of the entryway they can hear the bouncer shouting back, "'Cuz they're important and you're not!"
Any further replies are lost as the deep boom of the bass overtakes them, entering the club proper.
Jaune looked at his date with a shake of his head, "Another person you generously helped out of a bad spot?" His new deep voice helping him speak over the bouncing music.
Neo chewed on her bottom lip a little and nods, the smile still on her face.
"I am very lucky to have a girlfriend as generous as you..."
She can't help as a light blush crosses her pale face, giving it a delicate rosy tint.
"Sooo... I've never been to a club before. I have NO idea what we're supposed to do."
"For now, we can just get comfy til a fun dance song comes on. I might see if I can even find the owner."
"Works for me. If we get separated, meet at the bar?"
"Yeah, sounds good, go find a booth, I'll get us drinks."
"Ok, I'm underage though."
"Oh I know..."
With that, the petite woman wandered off into the flashing lights, dancing shadows, and flowing crowds towards the bar as Jaune found an open booth relatively close to the dance floor but away enough so that he could still get a wide view of the club itself.
The building itself was relatively small, but the designers clearly did their best to maximize the space vertically. The dance floor took up a fairly large amount of the base floor space, rather full of people already, considering the hour, while the bar hogged the majority of the remaining space. Up the walls though, several overhangs filled with chairs, couches, and even one with the DJ booth made good use of the vertical space.
As he bobbed his head lightly to the beat, a new song came on, this one faster and harsher to his ears. The whole floor seemed to writhe as the gyrating bodies sped up to match.
A single body stood out to him though, dressed in a low cut belly shirt that barely contained her ample bust and hot pants struggling to stay together against the curves filling it, her bright blonde hair still flowing free, Yang Xiao Long flowed about the floor as if she were air.
"Well damn... no... bad Jaune." His mind continued its less than pure train despite his best efforts until the clink of several glasses brought him back.
"Naughty thoughts, Mint?"
"Aa-ah... uh... n-no... of course not!"
Her icy giggle tickled his ear, 'Don't worry. I don't hold it against you, lots of sexy eye candy bouncing around here.' She slid into the booth, sitting across from him, her eyes definitely locked on someone. "Only thing I ask is look but don't touch, them or yourself heehee ;)"
Jaune sputtered as he took a drink of what looked like orange juice, coughing from both the taste and her statement. "I would never... no... why would I..."
The petite girl giggled again. "Oh I know, but teasing you never gets old sweetie."
The knight pouted a little, manly pout, "One of these days, I'll find your hot button and I'll use the hell out of it."
"Oh I hope so~"
His face turned to embarrassed horror as the implication of his statement hit him and brought a bright red to his dark mocha skin. "T-that's not what I meant and you know it!"
Her giggle once again bubbled forth from her, "Drink up Mint, we have a long night of dancing ahead of us."
He grabbed the glass again, downing it in a single gulp out of frustration, tapping his chest and gagging from the taste. "I-is that non-alcoholic?"
"Nope ;P"
"Ne- Viti... I'm underage, I'm not allowed to drink."
"Ifyou're old enough to die for your country, you're old enough to drink." She herself grabbed the other glass, full of a translucent, orange, syrup-looking liquid. She knocked her head back, taking the shot with it. A little 'mmm' and a shiver overcame her as she puts the glass back down. "Orange creamsicle vodka, my favorite."
The blonde shook his head and stood, offering a hand down to his girlfriend, "Shall we dance, Viti? Before you try to liquor me up more."
Her smile only turned more mischievous as she took the proffered hand and ran towards the dance floor, dragging the hapless man behind her.
"Show me what moves you've got sweety..." (Song 1)
A new song came on as the two entered the fray, the noise of it might have been music to some, but for Jaune it just hit like a crashing wave of sound. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying it though so he just kinda went with it, doing a little rotating jig with his arms while swaying back and forth, keeping an uneasy smile on his face.
Neo, for her part, was doing the best she can to not bust out laughing, letting her boyfriend dance like a fool just a little while longer before stepping in really close and trying to guide the poor boy with her own body.
The knight's face felt like a fire was lit beneath it as his motions were guided bit by bit, song by song, until with Neo's guidance, he moved as if he were a natural, maintaining his rhythm even after the petite woman pulled away.
With her boyfriend taken care of, the illusionist returned to her own dancing, drifting to and fro in the writhing crowd, feeling the music flow through her like a living river, the energy of the entire place almost its own entity.
The minutes and songs flowed by until suddenly it was an hour later and Jaune was tapping her on the shoulder trying to get her attention, "Viti, c-can we go sit down please... I'm huff I'm not used to this."
Broken from her reverie, she blinked at him until understanding clicked and she nodded with a smile before grabbing his wrists and dragging him to a free booth where he collapsed with a whisper of thanks to any deity that might be listening.
"I'll be back, gunna grab some water. You look like you need it honey."
Jaune wordlessly nodded, laying back on the cool fabric, letting the sweat run down his face with his eyes closed as his breathing steadied little by little.
A few brief moments passed before a weight settles on his legs and he opened his eyes, "Oh thank Dust yo-Yang!?"
There on his legs was a very comfy Yang Xiao Long, with a grin on her face that screamed, 'sexy but dangerous'. "Oh so you already know my name? Well that saves us one part, but I can't say the same about you tiger."
She leaned forward a little, placing her hands on his lower thighs, her already impressive cleavage all the more accentuated by the motion and making Jaune sweat with renewed vigor.
"M-Mint."
"Well then Mint, you were quite something out there on the floor." The way she says his fake name, as if tasting it like it carried its namesakes flavor. "And it certainly helps that you're easy on the eyes." And it seems that she likes what she tasted as her fingertips threaded further up his thigh. "Maybe you and I could get out of here and go spend a little personal time together?"
Jaune's mind was racing, this wasn't the Yang he knew from school! Sure, she could be a tease, a little bit of a flirt, but never this... forward! Maybe th-!
His thoughts are jerked from their rails as a firm hand moved up closer to his 'no-no square', squeezing at his inner thigh through the formerly loose pants.
She leaned in close, purring gently into his ear, "Someone's excited." Her fingertips brush the tip of the tent making Jaune shudder and lock up. "How bout we go take care of th-"
"I'mherewithsomeonepleasegoaway!"
She cocked an eyebrow, "What?"
"I'm here with someone, please go away..." he says again with a shuddering breathe.
Yang looked around, her smile turning more cocky. "Well I don't see her around, do you? What she doesn't know can't hurt." She purred into his ears once again, actually grabbing hold down low.
He jolted for a moment before his face fell flat, becoming an emotionless plate. "No. Go... away..." each word was carefully enunciated and even deeper than before, practically rumbling the both of them. There were few things that would make a man like Jaune Arc take such a state outside of combat, and the thought of lying to someone in such a heinous way was definitely one of them.
He sat up, forcing the two of them closer together, but Jaune was a void of emotion and his eyes actively swirled as he pushed the busty blonde off him and pulled himself away into the booth. "Have a nice night."
Yang, for her part, was dumbstruck. No one's ever turned her down before, it was... intriguing, and a little hot. She licked lips predatorily as she stood up from the booth. "This isn't over sexy." And with a flirtatious wink tossed over her shoulder, she returned to the dance floor just as another song began.
Jaune's eyes didn't leave her until she melted back into the crowd, allowing him to sag with a relieved sigh.
His scroll dinged, making him jump. "Good work there sweety, nice resolve. She's not wrong though, you are pretty sexy, especially when you go all serious face, grrrr. Also, look up."
His eyes trailed up from the screen to the spot across from him, were he was startled once again as it was suddenly occupied by his disguised girlfriend with several bottles on the table. "G-damn N-Viti. You gotta stop doing that to me." Clutching at his racing heart until realization hit, "Wait, y-you saw that?"
"Mmhmm, saw ever bit of it."
"Sweety, I promise, she came onto me"
"I know. I just wanted to see how you handled yourself in situations like that. I certainly could have ripped that busty harlot's head off, but I decided to hang back instead." Her sickly, sweet smile when she sent that put chills through Jaune's spine. "You did very well." She reached over the table, trailing a finger down his arm. "Seeing you be all assertive was very sexy."
"R-right..."
"Drink up Mint, the next DJ is gunna be on in just a few minutes." She typed as she passed him a bottle of water.
Jaune popped the top, downing the whole thing in one breath. The water was slightly below room temperature, but to the boys thirsty body, it might as well have been sweet ambrosia running down his throat. He reached for another two as his ever thoughtful girlfriend, stops his hands, passing him one. "Easy there tiger. Common mistake, won't sit well when we start dancing, put too much water without something refill everything else you're losing and this'll end badly."
He nods a little as he finished the second bottle with a pleased sigh. "Ok. I think I'll be ok now. Just need a minute for it to get in my syst-"
Over the sound system array boomed a clear, male voice, "AND NOW, FOR A SPECIAL GUEST, DJ SKAVEN!" The crowd went nuts as a rail thin man, painted in tattoos and his head covered by a large rat-head mask walked to the boards, staring down at them as his head bobbed to some unheard beat.
With a flourish, he pulled a Scroll from his pocket, spinning it on his palm before tapping the screen and a low drumbeat started up, clearly leading into a drop as the floor bounces to the rising rhythm.
"Time to dance hun!"
"O-ok." The poor boy was dragged back to the dance floor once again, his body moving to the beat through muscle memory while his mind and eyes wandered.
'That DJ has a neat helmet. Hey, I kinda recognize this song...I think Yang's played it before.'
The crowd roared as the first song finished and the same voice came back over the system, "DJ Skaven is here all night and will be taking a few requests!" The DJ in question's head never stopped bobbing as he threw an arm up, bouncing back and forth.
'Requests?" He glanced over at his disguised girlfriend as the next song started to spin up.'Maybe I can impress Neo, show her that I can do this whole club scene. And I know just the song... yeah, best plan." (Song 2)
As the first drop hit, the entire floor moved in a near choreographed manner, rolling back and forth like a flowing wave.
Everyone around him seemed lost in the sound as they moved hypnotically together, thankfully allowing the tired knight to pull himself from the mob, walking to the DJ booth where the man in the helmet was bouncing perfectly on beat to the song.
Before Jaune could say a word, the rat helmet turned to him, holding his gaze for a few seconds before making a 'come on' hand gesture.
"O-oh, yeah, u-um... I'm trying to impress my girlfriend with some songs, can you play Duststorm by Dapolite.?" The helmet bobbed a little, snapping his fingers and pointing at him while nodding. Jaune smiled a bit and pumped his fist once. "Great! Thanks man!"
The helmet nodded again as Jaune rushed back into the crowd to ride out the last bit of the song, getting in close to his still hypnotically dancing girlfriend.
The song ended and Neo comes out of her fugue with a smile on her face, looking up at Jaune. "I requested a song, I hope you'll like it as I certainly do." He puts on his confident guy act as she arched a brow at him once again, knowing that this would be interesting at the very least.
The first notes of the song boomed forth from the DJ's system, throwing off the rhythm of several on the floor while a few others started to laugh or even cheer. (Song 3)
Neo's smile widened even further as her brow threatened to come off of her face. Jaune looked so pleased with himself as he started stomping around and wiggling his arms in a wave. The drop hit and the disguised blonde started thrashing around with his eyes closed and the biggest smile on his face.
He came to a screeching halt midway through the song when he heard a familiar strong voice near him. "I recognize this song. I believe Jaune plays it a lot." The knight in question's eyes shot open in surprise.
Neo was still in front of him, hands clamped over her mouth, trying, and failing, to contain the giggles.
"So... you're not impressed?"
'Oh sweety... where... where did you lean to dance like that from?'
He looked down at his shoes for a moment, "I didn't, t-that's just what I do when I'm dancing by myself in the dorm. I thought that was how you danced to things like that..."
Her giggle got a little louder and she shook her head. "No. How bout I request a song and show you?"
"Yeah... that works." He glanced at his watch. "Though, can we make it the last song? Its like 2, I still have extra training tomorrow and I need to study..."
She nodded. "Of course. Be right back." With a wink she melts off into the crowd again.
Jaune sighed, muttering to himself, "Didn't work..."
A hefty hip bump pulled him from his beginnings of a spiral, "Wha?"
"None of that buddy. Ya don't come to a club to be all mopey silly." Beside him, swaying her hot pant-clad hips to the beat, is the one and only; Nora Valkyrie.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He spat out, trying to keep his calm as he spook to his orange haired teammate.
"Sure you don't. You think too much, she's super into you as it is, you wouldn't made it two months otherwise." As Jaune was formulating a reply, a dark green clad Ren called out to her.
"Nora, come on."
"Coming Ren!" She turned back to the disguised Jaune with a knowing wink. "Don't worry, I won't tell the others." She giggled and trotted off to rejoin Ren and Pyrrha, leaving a stupefied Jaune standing there.
"... what?"
After Neo returned and let him know that it'll be a few more songs til their last one, the two dance those minutes away, watching both each other and the crowds around them, spotting the rest of his team several times and Yang bouncing around the crowd more than a few times.
Finally, the time for their last song has arrived, with Neo tapping his chest to get his attention, keeping her finger on it as she sways backwards, putting a little space between the two. (Song 4)
The drop builds, then fades, back in faster and faster until hitting like a brick to face, letting Neo dance like a there's no tomorrow.
Her movements flowed like liquid silk, her body moving to the beat as if she were the music coalesced into physical form, arms close but moving up and down her body as her wide hips sway back and forth hypnotically.
The song hit a mid point, fading away, slowing for few brief moments, just long enough for Jaune's attention to be grabbed by his team partner, moving with a ferocity befitting her fiery hair.
Her arms up, flickering back and forth as her body rolled and wiggled in place, a powerful energy to her every movement, glowing ever so slightly in the dim light.
"Wow..."
But his attention didn't waver for long, as Neo moved in close to him, still flowing like living water around him, her body cool even after the exertion.
She got in very close, seemingly climbing him without him feeling a things and speaking so softly that it may have only been in his head, "Time to go lover boy..." The purring feeling that accompanied it sent a shiver through his body and blood to his loins.
The song faded out as he shakily nods, "Y-yeah... let's."
He was led quietly by the hand out of the club, a pair of lilac eyes hungrily watching the whole time.
Outside the club, the cool night air helped to clear the haze of Jaune's mind, but not by much.
Neo stopped him, standing in front of him after a few blocks. "Tonight was fun."
"Yeah..."
"We should do this again sometime."
"Yeah..."
The two stand there as the seconds turned to minutes. Finally, with a light sigh, Neo reached up and grabbed the blonde's face in her hands, pulling him down into a firm lip to lip kiss. The knight's eyes went wide and he locked up all the more as Neo's tongue gently ran along his closed lips. When no entry is given, she pulled away, a thin line of saliva between the two as she breathed a little heavier.
Jaune was stuck, stock still, trying to process what just happened. Neo pulled him into a hug, head against his chest and then pulled away with a pat of his chest, "Goodnight Jaune. I'll see you soon."
A wink, a jump backwards with a flicker, and she's gone, leaving the still disguised Jaune to process what just happened.
"My first kiss..." He gently licked his lips, a smile crossing them at the taste, "Neapolitan... of course..."
A smile firmly on his face, Jaune started the long, tired trek back to the airship and eventually Beacon.
A/N: Ok...so this wasn't as 'snack-y' as originally advertised or intended but hey, when is that a bad thing eh? Actually this went hellaciously longer than I expected but I hope that it was worth the wait at least a little. I know this isn't the chapter 4 everyone wanted but hopefully it'll tide you over til the main event. As cliche as it sounds, reviews do make me feel a lot better and I love receiving them. May the night see you safe and the dawn greet you kindly my dear readers.
Editor's notes: If anyone understands the reference behind the DJ's name, I'll give you a hug...