(A/N): Hello everyone, YAKOM here with another chapter of 'It's Not Smut!' Now, these next two chapters are weird. The last chapter was the first half of Jaune's story, this chapter will be how Weiss reacts like the 2nd part to Blake's story arc. Then, the chapter after will be the second half of Jaune's story.

Okay, without further ado, here is Weiss: Snow Angel!

Combat class was on, and currently Ruby and Yang were destroying each other in the ring. Jaune would be paying attention to the fight if he weren't worried about Weiss. Why did she look so sad, sure, even if she smiled he could see the sadness in her eyes. However, she didn't even try to hide it today. He thought deep, he knew nearly nothing could do this. Wait... It finally clicked in his mind. However, Glynda Goodwitch interrupted his thoughts.

"Next, we have Weiss Schnee v Jaune Arc."

Weiss stepped into the ring, needless to say she looked pissed. She was ready to fuck Jaune up, and not in the way Jaune's book depicts. However, what worried her is that he had a similar mask on. He was actually intimidating for once.

"Begin!" Glynda shouted.

Begin they did. Weiss charged him instantaneously. She stopped at the edge of the ring. Wait... I hit him right. She turned around to see Jaune casually walk to center stage like nothing happened. He stood there, waiting for Weiss.

"Your move... Snow Angel." He called provocatively.

It worked. She charged him again, again missing. She realized his massive aura was pushing her away by manipulating the air pressure.

"Ah, you figured it out," He said, seeing her face. "Come 'ere, I know you want me dead, so how 'bout it. Make it happen."

She charged him one last time, only to be parried and pushed back.

"Check," He said, adopting a fencing stance. "En gaure!" He said with a mischievous grin. "Allzé!" He shouted, charging Weiss in advance.

The two parried each others strikes until Jaune strikes her down, to the surprise of everyone.

"Checkmate." He called out.

"The winner is Jaune Arc!" Glynda declared.

"So, you have my book?" Jaune scared Weiss on her way out the locker room.

"Y-yes." She replied,

"That explains Blakes recent behavior." He stated.

"I guess," She said, rubbing her shoulder. "Thanks, now I'm sore." She pointed out sarcastically.

"I could give you a massage. I've heard from Yang I have god-like hands." Jaune offered. Weiss looked like she was thinking.

"I guess you could make it up to me." Jaune rolled his eyes.

"Okay. Where do you want this to happen?"

Weiss lay on her bed face down, to compensate for her current lack of clothes.

"You better not try anything." She warned.

"Weiss calm down. It's just a massage." He said, applying some oils to his hands.

He started at her shoulder blades, rubbing them away from the spine.

"Oh my Oum, that's amazing." Weiss instinctively mumbled. He had god-like hands.

"Alright, I need you to take a big breath in," Weiss complied, and Jaune placed the palms of his hands on her upper back. "And release." As she breathed out he pushed his hands down forcefully, releasing the strain in her back and causing several poping sounds. This obviously startled Weiss.

"What the hell!?" In response, Jaune threw his scroll on the end of the bed. It was a cyropractitioning license. Weiss calmed down, knowing that Jaune knew what he was doing.

The session carried on smoothly, aside from Weiss' cries of ecstasy. Until Jaune went to massage her legs, specifically her inner thighs.

"O-oh Oum..." Weiss whispered, grabbing a chunk of Jaune's hair and pulling him in.

"Weiss, you having fun there?" Jaune calmly said, with godly powers like this he was used to this.

In response, she guided his hands to her breasts. He simply complied with her subconscious demands. Massaging each breast with his hands, before taking one into his mouth. She may have been flat, but she tasted sweet. She arched back in ecstasy.

"J-Jaune~!" She cried.

Jaune, in response moved his hand from her thigh to her entrance. He slowly inserted himself, his fingers moving in and out while his thumb rubbed her clit. It was then that she pulled him in and their lips met. She loved him much like the rest of her team had come to.

She loved him because he was a testament to honesty and innocence, something she had long forgot. He was sweet, considerate, and selfless. Despite popular belief, his constant flirting actually entertained her, and she had become upset when he finally gave up. While he may have been a joke to her, he was a funny joke. She had finally lost her inhibitions and let herself go. She had released her orgasm spontaneously.

Jaune moved down to take in her juices, he needed a taste of that Weisscream. That's exactly what he got. However, Weiss shoved him onto his back and undid his belt. She needed a taste of that Jaunsicle. Upon revealing his erect member, she took it into her mouth.

He tasted like... sea-salt caramel ice cream. She bobbed her head up and down, taking more of him in each pump. Jaune brushed her hair away so he could see her face. He had always wanted this, he just never thought it'd happen.

"W-Weiss..." The intense pleasure shooting through him was driving him insane.

Their lips met again, the heat warming the air around them. Jaune took her right breast into his hand once again, and inserted his fingers into her. Moaning echoed through the room. Jaune then picked up Weiss and pulling her onto him. His tongue started rolling over her clit, and she continued to lick her new favorite popsicle.

"W-Wiess... I'm gonna-"

He didn't finish before Weiss released her love juices onto his face. Her muscles convulsed around his tongue, she tasted sweet - despite her bitter demeanor. It sent him over the edge as he finally released himself into her mouth. She pulled off of his dick and straddled him, and she slowly took the warm fluid in gulps.

"You... taste like mangoes." She said, smiling uncharacteristically.

"You taste like marshmallows." Jaune quickly replied, chuckling softly.

Weiss then lowered herself to lie next to Jaune. She leaned into him, burying her face in his chest.

"Jaune..." She whispered, finally deciding to question him.

"Yes Weiss?"

"Is what you wrote in your book true? That you think that I only care for my own welfare?" What confused Weiss was the chuckle he let out in response.

"You never read the entire story yet, have you?" He asked, receiving a confused look from Weiss.

"Why?"

"Why don't you figure that one out yourself?" He grinned. "For now, let's just stay here. It's pretty comfortable." Weiss couldn't deny that, nor could she find the strength to leave the warm comfort of Jaune's arms. Not that she'd ever want to.

Part 2 End

(A/N): I'm sorry if this chapter seems sub-par. I don't know why, but this chapter seems a little off. Maybe a little rushed. That brings me to my next set of news. I'm building a Beta team, and I need a Beta Grammar Man and an Beta Idea/Concept Creator and editor. PM me for the Grammar Man job, I need someone 'cause I can't correct everything myself since not everything immediately comes to my attention. For the Idea/Concept job, PM me the best idea you have for Neo or the Malachite twins. Well, until next time YAKOM!