Jaune Arc had been through a lot in these past few years. They all had. For him, however, the span wasn't just two or three years. It was an indeterminate amount. How long had he been trapped in the Ever After for? Ten years? Twenty? After all that time, with no clocks, no calendars, with no way to sense the passage of time other than the rising and setting of the suns, he truly had no idea how long he had endured that life of misery and solitude.
However, it was times like these which made him forget all about the pain. Now that he was back in his own familiar world, reunited with his friends and loved ones once more, all seemed right in the world. Of all the things that made him feel good, nothing compared to what he was experiencing right now.
Seated on the edge of his bed, he stared down lovingly at the long, white hair, pure as freshly fallen snow, moving slowly between his legs.
With her lips wrapped firmly around his cock, his old crush and newfound admirer Weiss Schnee was busily and happily servicing him as she liked to do on a nightly basis now.
"Mmm, Weiss..." he moaned softly, placing a hand on the side of her head to give her an encouraging rub. "That feels so nice."
Once they'd returned home and reconnected with those who had thought they'd lost them, things had progressed rather quickly. Why exactly, Jaune couldn't say. However he wasn't about to complain about it.
When Jaune had finally found Team RWBY in the Ever After, it had been apparent to him even in his fragile state of mind that Weiss quite liked what she saw in him. A girl who wore her emotions on her sleeves like her couldn't hide the level of attraction, and to be blunt, lust that she suddenly felt for the man who had become, or maybe always had been, the Rusted Knight. Back then they'd had far more pressing and important matters to worry about. A devious cat and finding a way home had been at the top of their lists, but once they'd returned to the relative safety of Remnant and had settled back in, the embers of old feelings had begun to reignite. Idle time not spent training was used to spend time with one another. Memories resurfaced. Desires became apparent. Then, finally, after seeing a movie together and having the whole world to themselves, Weiss had made the first move.
She had never been shy when it came to action, when it came to going for what she wanted, and this time was no different. Under the clear and starry Vacuan sky, she had leaned in and kissed him.
When she first pulled back Jaune had seen the uncertain terror in her eyes that she'd just made a mistake. Like she'd gone too fast and done something unspeakable to him without his consent. Jaune, however, was not about to let such negative feelings fester in the young woman's heart. Moreover, he was not about to let them go unreciprocated. He may have chosen to let his crush on her fade away back at Beacon, but the feelings he'd harbored for her had never truly died. No, much like him in the Ever After, they'd just been waiting. Waiting for a chance to return to the forefront of his mind and heart. In one swift move Weiss had taken the key and unlocked all of those feelings. Feelings which had poured out of him much like the pleasurable moans and gasps which now slipped through his lips.
Jaune gave Weiss' hair a loving stroke with his fingers, moving slowly through her loose locks like a gentle brush. "You're so good at this," he whispered encouragingly. "You're such a good girl, Weiss."
The effect was immediate, and Jaune felt how Weiss' lips clenched even tighter around his dick. Something he'd learned very quickly about Weiss when they were intimate was that she had a very specific kink. One which, now knowing the way she'd grown up and what kinds of people had influenced her development the most, was not surprising in the least bit to the young man.
Weiss Schnee absolutely adored when she was praised. In particular, her two biggest trigger words seemed to be 'good girl'.
Jaune grunted happily as Weiss' warm, wet lips squeezed around his sensitive member as she continued to bob up and down on him. She was doing a wonderful job, so his praise of her literal lip service wasn't just his own figurative one. A job well done deserved appropriate praise, and Jaune wasn't about to allow Weiss' good work go unrewarded.
"You're doing such a good job, Weiss," he said softly and lovingly as he continued to brush his fingers through her hair. "I love it when you suck my cock."
Pale blue eyes flicked up to meet his, and those icy orbs sent chills running down Jaune's spine. Making eye contact with Weiss while she sucked him off was one of the most incredibly hot turn-ons he'd ever experienced in his intimate encounters with Weiss, and the fact that she was staring him down while she serviced him now was pushing all the right buttons for the young man. A few more minutes of this and he was sure he would pop off in her mouth prematurely. He absolutely didn't want that. No, he wanted this encounter to last long into the night. For as long as their young and virile bodies could last.
Still though, how could he not bask in the moment? How could he not savor and enjoy it? The sight of Weiss on her knees was one which would have been unthinkable only a couple of years earlier. Now here she knelt, wearing only her bra and panties, busily and happily bobbing her head back and forth as she took Jaune's entire erect length in her mouth. Her lips locked around his shaft. Her tongue swirled across his head. He could feel the unladylike snorts shoot through her nose and onto his crotch as she breathed, unable to do so through her full and occupied mouth.
All in the service of pleasuring him. All as an expression of the love which she felt for him.
As much as he enjoyed receiving blowjobs from Weiss, Jaune was also not a selfish lover. He enjoyed giving as much as receiving, perhaps even moreso. As such, he had the perfect solution to not only prolong the experience, but to give Weiss her just reward for doing such a good job. For being such a good girl.
Jaune reluctantly urged Weiss' head up and off of him, and the girl complied willingly. Left in her wake was a dick coated with saliva, now feeling cold without her warm and velvety mouth wrapped around it. It wouldn't be left to the relative cool air of Vacuo for long. First, however, Jaune wanted to return the favor to the girl who'd just done such a good job in making him feel good. It was her turn now to experience the same kind of passion and affection which she'd just heaped upon him.
Weiss stood up now, clad only in her lingerie. It was black tonight, and as Jaune's eyes hungrily devoured the sight of her in it, he approved of the color. It clashed well with her pale skin and white hair. Sure, Weiss always looked stunning in her more befitting white or pale blue bras and panties, but black also suited her perfectly. Truth be told, she could make any color look good.
Jaune stood up next, and though he towered over her in height, had no problem in reaching down to meet her lips with his. With a hand on her chin he tilted it upward, and lined up to place a gentle and loving kiss on her mouth. Weiss accepted the affection readily, leaning into him while allowing her tongue to be dominated by his.
After a few seconds he pulled back, and as he stared intently into those paradoxically cold yet warm eyes, he smiled and said the two magic words. "Good girl."
She grinned, half embarrassed and half giddy from the praise. At times it was difficult to tell when Weiss blushed. Her pale cheeks had a naturally rosy complexion to them, like she'd spent too much time outside in the cold Solitas weather. At times like this it was important to look to other attributes to gauge her response to his words. The way her teeth gently sank into her lower lip. How her beautiful blue eyes darted away from his for a split second as her brain processed the praise. The tight, knowing smile which tugged her lips upward. Right now her facial reactions were working on all cylinders, and Jaune knew that those words had hit home with the girl.
"Thank you," she murmured softly. "I like making you feel good, Jaune."
"You do," he assured her. Moving closer to her, Jaune pressed his body against Weiss', wrapping his arms around her back to press them together impossibly closer. "And good girls get rewards," he growled softly into her ear. "Would you like a reward, Weiss?"
Weiss nodded, her face rubbing against the only article of clothing Jaune still wore, a black t-shirt. If that answer hadn't been enough, Weiss gave utterance to her desires. "Yes."
Running a hand up and down her smooth and slender back, Jaune paused when he landed upon the straps of her bra. After so much practice he'd gotten quite good at what came next, and in a pair of quick motions he'd undone the clasps. Gently pushing Weiss away from him, he took the bra which had already begun to fall away from her chest and removed it completely. A pair of firm and perky breasts stared back at him. Pink nipples, hardened already from arousal, grew stiffer in the cool, air-conditioned air of the dorm room.
Not for long, however. If Weiss needed to be warmed up then Jaune was more than up to the task. With one hand on her back and the other on her backside, he used Weiss for balance and he bent down and in, latching his mouth onto her left breast and giving it a long, firm suck. An aroused groan hummed in the back of her throat as Jaune enjoyed the perks of her warm and supple body.
Weiss' hands weren't idle either, and while her right one held onto his back, her left dug into his hair as he suckled on her warm, sensitive body. "Mmm... Jaune..." she gasped with delight.
He loved making Weiss feel good too. The best part was that this wasn't even the reward he had in mind for her. It was only an appetizer. Jaune just simply couldn't afford to let those beautiful and perky breasts of hers go unattended when they'd finally been set loose. While not as big as someone like Yang's or Blake's, they were more than enough to satisfy his carnal desires. The perfect size to be a literal handful for him, or in this case, a mouthful.
Nails dug into his scalp as Jaune continued to lick and suck her chest. He felt her body heave as she took in large gasps of air. "Jaune..."
Coming up for air of his own, Jaune took a breath before plunging back down. This time her right breast, still cold and unattended, was the focus of his attack. Her hard nipple all but melted in his mouth, the tip of his tongue running up and down, left and right, in circles around its fleshy and delicious surface. When it had been battered into submission he took more of her in his mouth, and Weiss' pale, bouncy breasts were the perfect size to be devoured by his voracious appetite.
All the while Weiss' delightful moans and squeaks poured from her lips and into his ear as he worked. Warm air from her nostrils hit his hair in uncontrollable bursts as enjoyed the perks her chest had to offer. Her back arched, pushing the front of her body out further as Jaune sucked on her breasts. All he had to do now was stick a hand down her panties and work her clit a little bit, and he would be able to finish the job in just a couple of minutes. However, he had far bigger and grander plans for Weiss. Ending things like this just wouldn't do.
And so it was with the greatest reluctance that Jaune came off of her breasts, leaving a pair of reddened mounds in his wake. Weiss' pale skin made it very easy to see the results of his handiwork, be it her boobs or her butt.
Running a hand through her long white locks once more, Jaune again leaned in to kiss her. As hungry and passionate as they were when making love, their kisses always seemed to possess a certain level of gentle intimacy.
Pulling back once more, Jaune peered down lovingly into the eyes of the woman he adored the most. "Good girl," he said again. "Now lie down."
Weiss complied willingly and immediately, and sat down on the edge of the mattress. Jaune turned to see her with her hands planted down behind her back on the bed, eyeing him eagerly as she had some idea of what was about to come next. The sight of Weiss on the bed staring at him with such lustful bedroom eyes made Jaune impossibly harder and hornier. He couldn't wait to get to the main event, but there was still a reward which he needed to give to the woman he loved for being such a good girl.
He first removed his shirt, tossing it carelessly to the side. Weiss drank in the sight of his body for a few seconds before he moved closer to her. Reaching down to her waist, he grabbed the band of her panties with both hands before slowly pulling them down her smooth, pale legs. For a girl so short, Weiss possessed impossibly long legs. The journey those black, lacy undergarments took was tantalizingly long, until finally Jaune slipped them off past her feet. Unlike with his own shirt, he folded Weiss' clothes neatly and placed them on the foot of the bed next to her.
She eyed him as he did this, a soft smirk forming on her lips. "You don't have to treat them so gently," she told him.
Jaune smiled back at her, and leaned in to run his hands down those silky-smooth thighs of hers. "They're yours," he answered matter-of-factly. "And they should be treated just as gently as you."
Then again, there were times when Weiss liked it rough. That was always her call to make, however. Jaune's default temperament when it came to making love was to be gentle. However, he could amp up the intensity on demand should his lover want to push him to the limit.
Weiss hummed an amused response to his words, offering none of her own. Soon, however, she would be unable to contain her words. She would be singing the high notes that only Weiss Schnee could.
Jaune knelt down at the foot of the bed, gently prying Weiss' legs open wider to accommodate him between them. Staring ahead at a neatly-maintained strip of white hair, he noted how it was as wet as if she'd just come out of the shower. Such was the effect of calling her a good girl.
Speaking of which... "Good girls get rewards," he told her, his hands rubbing her thighs and up to her hips. "Would you like a reward, Weiss?"
He couldn't see her face, but he was certain that it had contorted with pleasure and yearning in response to his question. "Yes..." she purred.
Jaune licked his lips in anticipation of licking her own. "Okay then. Here's what you get for being such a good girl, Weiss."
Just as he'd done many times before, Jaune dove in between Weiss' legs. His lips parted in order to meet hers, and his tongue darted out to taste the product of her arousal and desire. The effect was immediate.
"Ah..." Weiss gasped the moment his tongue hit her most sensitive spot.
Jaune's hands dug into her thighs, keeping them and Weiss in place as he attacked her womanhood. It was necessary, as her body began to heave in response to his probing tongue and sucking lips, both of which went to work hungrily and mercilessly devouring Weiss' wet and sweet pussy. Her body alone would have spoken loudly enough for Jaune to know that he was hitting all the right spots, but Weiss' own tongue was unable to hold back how she felt as he serviced the woman he loved.
"Mmmfff... Jaune..." she groaned, her usual controlled and ladylike demeanor having vanished in the face of such blissful satisfaction. "Don't stop..."
He could feel that her legs wanted to kick and buck, but his grip on her was absolute. Jaune's hands firmly held Weiss' lower body in place as he licked slow and gentle circles around her clit. Harsh, guttural noises slipped through her nose and lips, and all semblances of grace and culture had evaporated from the former heiress' behavior. The ladylike demeanor which she wore with pride had been replaced entirely with the primal lust of a woman who just wanted to be satisfied. Right now she was as human as anyone else. A woman losing her mind as she was pleasured so completely and utterly.
While Jaune couldn't speak to her like this, he could show his affection and care in other ways. His hands rubbed up and down her thighs, taking care to still be firm in holding her in place while he did so. Weiss had her ways of showing appreciation physically as well, and one of her hands clenched atop his head and well-maintained fingernails dug into his scalp.
"Jaune..." she moaned, squeezing down upon his head while he ravaged her. "Jaune..."
Such a simple word. A simple name. Short, sweet, it rolled off the tongue. In this case, it rolled off Weiss' tongue even while his tongue rolled off of her. The simple act of moaning his name had an effect on the young man which was indescribable. It urged him to press even further. Probe even deeper. Give it his all until his jaw felt like it was about to fall off.
He wanted Weiss to devolve into a screaming mess of a woman who was unable to contain her own rapturous cries. He didn't care who else in Shade Academy heard her. In that primal, lustful part of his brain, he wanted the entire school to know that he was driving Weiss insane with pleasure. He wanted the two of them to walk down the hallway, and get the knowing looks from those who had heard the results of his handiwork on her. Let them know. Let them talk and stare. He wanted to be known as a man who could make Weiss Schnee sing high notes which she could never hit while performing on stage.
Whether or not Weiss felt the same way, he didn't know. Perhaps it was telling that her cries began to turn muffled, and he could only assume that her free hand had been placed over her mouth in order to stifle her uncontrollable screams of gratification. Her nails dug deeper into his skin. Her silky-smooth thighs clenched around his head, further diminishing his ability to hear clearly. He did his duty all the while though, relentlessly sucking and licking at her sex until she couldn't take it any longer.
That moment came eventually, and so did she. A high, keening whine which Jaune had grown accustomed to sounded even through her shielding fingers, and the fingers which grasped and clawed at his hair loosened. Weiss began to tap out, quite literally too, as she patted him atop his head. She had just surrendered to his unstoppable attack, and now it was time to call off his assault.
Jaune had to pry her legs back open, as they had been coiled tightly around his head during the final moments of her orgasm. Finally free to see and hear, Jaune saw how her chest heaved with effort and strain as she sucked oxygen into her lungs following her powerful climax. With her eyes closed shut and her cheeks flushed bright red, it was a sight which he would never grow tired of.
He crawled up onto the bed next to her, laying on his side while he stared happily at her face. Reaching over to brush errant strands of hair off of her sweaty forehead, Jaune leaned in and placed a loving kiss atop it.
It caused Weiss' eyes to finally open, and she looked upon him with all the love and adoration he knew she felt for him. The same feelings he felt for her. Feelings made physical and manifest in moments like these.
Jaune smiled at her. "Did you like your reward?"
They said that actions spoke louder than words, and Weiss' might as well have screamed her answer.
She leaned in, grabbing his head with one hand and pressing her lips firmly against his. As physically drained and satisfied as she was, Weiss still found the energy to attack his mouth with hers, her tongue darting between his teeth in order to wrestle and conquer his own. Jaune hadn't expected the sudden and vicious assault, and was powerless to content with the display of affection from his lover.
Her arms remained locked around him like a vice grip, holding him in place as she breathed and moaned exhaustedly into his mouth. The noises she made as her mouth savaged his own made Jaune all the more eager to get to the main course, and as much as he enjoyed kissing Weiss, he gently pushed her away and onto her back before he shifted to halfway place his body over hers. A knee rested between her legs as he stared down eagerly at the young woman, lust and desire coursing through his veins as surely as his blood did.
"Just let me catch my breath," Weiss told him, knowing what was about to happen next.
Jaune smiled down on her. He knew a few ways he could give her a few moments to recover while still keeping things a little bit hot and heavy. "Sure," he answered softly.
He would give her body, mainly the area between her legs, a breather. That didn't mean, however, that he couldn't find other ways to please her.
Lowering himself down to her, Jaune's lips found Weiss' smooth and supple neck, giving her a kiss above her clavicle. Weiss moaned once more as he deepened the kiss, eventually latching on completely and giving her a long, harsh suck. Weiss gasped sharply this time, but vocalized no protests to the affection being heaped upon her flawless porcelain flesh.
"Mmm..." she offered, tilting her head to offer Jaune better access to the place he sought. "You're going to leave a mark..."
If that was supposed to be a protest, it fell flat due to the fact that she'd willingly turned to allow him a better angle at her vulnerable neck.
He came up for the briefest of moments to offer his retort. "Good."
Jaune plunged back down onto her, and at the same time a hand of hers came up to brush through his hair. He responded in turn, and his left hand reached out to cup one of Weiss' breasts, undoubtedly sensitive from his earlier attention, and caressed the soft mound as he continued to attack her neck. Before long she would have a very obvious bruise there as a result of his amorous assault, but he didn't care. Let the world see a glaring hickey. Let them know how much he loved her.
After a couple minutes of him enjoying her body, Weiss finally spoke once more. "Jaune."
He came up off of her, and saw a wet, red blotch on her neck where he'd enjoyed the taste and feel of her. "Yeah?"
Intense blue eyes stared up into his as she spoke. "Make love to me."
Jaune didn't need to be told twice, and eagerly shifted his position to place both his legs between hers. He was still rock-hard, and as Jaune parted Weiss' legs enough for him to fit comfortably between them, he got another good look at the warm and velvety passage he would soon be traveling.
His thumb grazed along her white pubic hair, which covered his digit with the desire that he'd had no small part in unleashing only minutes ago. "You're so wet," he commented, not taking his eyes off of her soaked pussy as he knelt above her.
"You have a way of doing that to me," she explained, staring down her chest as he grabbed hold of her hips to line himself up properly with her.
"I'd never skip foreplay," he smiled, even as the tip of his cock rubbed against her wet folds. As good as the main course was, Jaune loved foreplay just as much. He loved to unselfishly make his lover feel good.
"Lucky me..." she breathed, gasping once more as he entered inside her.
Weiss' pussy was hot. Impossibly so. Especially going in raw as he was now, he felt every little bit of her as he pressed deeper and deeper inside. He went slowly, savoring every second of it. Every inch of the passageway. All the way until he buried himself up to the hilt inside her. Only then did he lower his body atop hers, allowing his chest to rest against hers. Connected below the waist, Jaune pressed his lips against Weiss' once more, connecting them there as well.
When he came back up he looked unflinchingly into her eyes when he spoke his next three words. "I love you."
As weary as Weiss may have been, her eyes betrayed none of it. While her voice was little more than a whisper, those cold, blue, orbs of ice were as strong and potent as ever when she spoke back to him. "I love you too."
Interlocking his fingers with hers, Jaune pressed Weiss' hands down to the mattress beside her head, gently but firmly pinning them in place on the bed. Only then, as he continued to look her in the eyes, did he begin to move atop her.
Weiss moaned as Jaune began to pump slowly in and out between her legs.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed, pacing himself as he humped her. "You're so hot. You're so damn hot, Weiss."
She offered no words in response to his as her body was softly battered by his. After all, what could she say? Thank you? Or maybe that he was so hot too? No, Weiss' body could do all of the talking here, and as usual, it spoke louder than words.
Her fingers clenched tightly around his as Jaune worked to set a steady pace upon her. With her hands unable to hold onto his body, her legs did the job instead, and they wrapped around his midsection as Jaune continued to pummel her wet, yearning pussy. The bed creaked softly as his pistoning hips drove his cock into her over and over again.
Half-lidded, lustful eyes stared up into his as his body came down in powerful motions on top of hers. His six-foot-one frame was utterly dominant atop her five-foot-nothing one. The size difference was one of the many perks of their relationship together, and it was times like this, where he was on top of her and gently pounding her down into the bed, where it was most apparent.
Weiss for her part loved it too, and she reveled in the act of being so thoroughly dominated by his body. Having her flesh be completely at the mercy of his. Wet claps sounded each time Jaune slammed down into her as deep as he could go. Hot breaths shot from her lips each time she was filled by that big dick she loved.
"You're such a good girl," he breathed, earning an immediate reaction from the girl, even while she was lost in the throes of passion. "You take this cock so good."
She squeaked something before attempting to bury her face into his neck. The cute display only urged Jaune onward, and inspired him to pick up the pace as he began pumping even harder and faster into her burning-hot cunt.
"Good." Thrust. "Girl." Thrust. "Good." Thrust. "Girl." Thrust.
Jaune could feel her harsh and heavy breaths pouring out of her mouth against his neck now. She wouldn't last much longer at this rate. Jaune didn't want it to end yet, but he had found himself so caught up in the moment that he'd used Weiss' trigger words prematurely. Well, that was certainly better than him going off prematurely. Still, he had a desire for how he wanted to finish her off tonight, and he wouldn't be denied that satisfaction.
He halted atop Weiss, but before she could offer a question or protest, Jaune had snaked his arms around her back and gripped her tight. Rolling over, he carried Weiss with him as they shifted positions, with Jaune now on his back and Weiss on top of him. He was still deep inside her, only now she was in the dominant and controlling position. However, he was certain that in her current state Weiss would be in no position to ride. Luckily for him he still wanted to be in control even as the bottom.
Speaking of bottoms, Jaune's hands migrated down her back to his prize. Now free from the obscurity of being pressed onto the mattress, his eager fingers grabbed hold of one of Weiss' finest physical features. She had many of them - from her sparkling blue eyes, to her smooth and slender stomach, to her surprisingly sexy clavicle. Too many to name. However, if Jaune was being honest, Weiss' sexiest physical attribute had to be an ass which had no business being as big and round as it was for a girl as petite as her.
Gleefully latching onto those two big cheeks, Jaune's fingers sank into them, giving him something amazing and beautiful to hold onto while he finished the job. It would also prevent Weiss from going flying as this bucking bronco did its best to throw its rider off.
"I love it when you're on top of me," Jaune said as he happily groped Weiss' soft, full rear.
Resting comfortably on his chest, Weiss' face was mere inches away from his when she spoke. "Why is that?"
There were a lot of reasons. He supposed he could name the top three. "Well, first because I love the feeling of you pressing down against me. It's so hot."
For a split second, that Weissy glare narrowed her eyes, sending a chill down Jaune's spine. "Are you calling me heavy?"
Jaune shook his head immediately. "Nope. Not at all. I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid. There's no chance you're heavy at all." He smiled as a thought entered his mind for another time. "In fact, one day I'd love to just pick you up, press you against a wall, and fuck your brains out like that."
Weiss' previously accusing eyes widened, and her teeth toyed with her lips for a second before glancing away momentarily. "That sounds... wonderful," she admitted softly.
It truly did. Not only would it be something new to try, but it would be something that really accentuated the difference in size between the two. Jaune loved how he stood a good foot taller than her, and he knew she felt the same way. Although she was far from helpless, Weiss enjoyed being treated like a tiny and dainty princess being tended to by her big, strong knight. As it turned out, with Jaune being the literal Rusted Knight, the role was more literal than anyone could have ever imagined it being.
"Okay, so you said first," she continued. "What's the second?"
"The second is because I get to hold you while I do this," he said, not missing a beat before he began to slowly thrust his hips up into her.
Weiss groaned with pleasure, sinking down further onto Jaune's chest and resting her face in the crook of his neck. There she remained, panting and breathing harshly into his skin as Jaune slowly and tenderly slid in and out of her sopping-wet pussy. She was so slick that he did so with ease, creating a wet, squelching noise each time he stuffed her full of his cock.
"Mmm, that's it," he growled into her ear as he thrust into her over and over again. "You take it like a good girl, Weiss. Such a good girl."
She mewled pathetically in response, merely lying on top of him and taking everything he had to offer. Jaune absolutely loved how utterly submissive and docile Weiss could become under the right circumstances. Perfectly malleable in his big, strong hands. One who was content to lie either underneath him or atop him, accepting that big dick which always managed to make her cum.
"And this is the third reason," he said, continuing the train of thought which was previously lost. He gave her ass a good, harsh squeeze. Flesh and fat squished between his fingers as he greedily gripped her ample ass. "Because I love holding onto this."
Pumping the breaths out of her, Weiss had a hard time forming words as she replied to his. "You enjoy... my butt... that much...?"
Jaune squeezed even tighter on it, causing Weiss to gasp hard once more. "I love it," he snarled lustfully. "I love your big, squishy ass, Weiss."
Weiss raised her head from his neck, peering down on him with what might have been indignation in her mind, but in reality looked more like a girl suffering from an addiction who was looking to get her fix. "You just... said I... wasn't... fat..."
She was having a difficult time offering protest while Jaune was fucking her. Still, he didn't want her to get the wrong idea, and so would put her worries at ease even while making love.
"You don't need to be fat to have curves like these," he assured her. "I." Thrust. "Love." Thrust. "This." Thrust. "Ass." Thrust.
Whether it was because his words reassured her, or she was merely fucked into submission, Weiss' head lowered once more onto Jaune's chest. He kept up his pace, gently rocking her atop his body as he fucked her with everything he had.
"I'm gonna cum soon, Weiss," he purred into her ear. "I'm gonna fill you up. You want that, right?"
Weiss whimpered something in response to his 'threat'. Jaune wasn't sure if there were even words in it. He wasn't sure if her sex-addled brain could even formulate words right now.
"Yeah I know you do," he continued as he lovingly thrust up into her. "You love it when I cum inside you. You love it when I turn you from a good girl into a dirty girl."
Prior to getting together with Weiss, Jaune hadn't known he was capable of coming up with such dirty talk on the fly. He never even knew how or why it might even be considered sexy. Maybe outside of moments like this it wouldn't have been, but here and now, as he rocked Weiss on his cock, it sounded like the best thing in the world.
Her moans and mewls were growing in frequency and intensity now, and past experiences told Jaune that Weiss was nearing her end. All he needed was a little bit more and she would cum again. All over him. He would wear her lust and desire with pride, just as she would soon carry his seed with pride of her own.
Jaune increased his tempo, and started to hammer up and into Weiss with increased speed and vigor. Her reaction was immediate, and her lustful and breathy moans poured from her perfect pink lips with every harsh thrust.
"That's it, Weiss," he growled encouragingly into her ear. "Cum for me. Cum for me, Weiss."
She moaned pitifully in response. "Jaune..."
"Come on," he pressed. "Cum for me."
"Jaune..."
The bed squeaked and shook as Jaune planted his feet firmly upon it, and began to wildly fuck with all his might into the girl on top of him. "Cum for me, Weiss," he ordered. "Cum for me like a good girl."
It was finally too much, and Weiss' body began shaking atop him as she reached her limit. Fresh cries of ecstasy came from her lips and into his flesh, mostly drowned out while her face was buried into his neck.
Jaune fucked her relentlessly now, pumping up into her hard and fast not only for her own satisfaction, but for his as well. Weiss was busy cumming all over him right now, and he wanted his release as well. As good of a girl as she'd been here, he'd been a very good boy too. One who took care of his lover. One who tended to her needs before his own. Now it was his turn to feel good.
As Weiss continued to devolve into a screaming mess atop him, trapped by his firm hold on her squishy ass, Jaune finally reached his own end. Holding on as long as he could, Jaune vigorously pounded up and into until finally he couldn't keep from erupting and longer.
With no barrier stopping it, Jaune unleashed a torrent of semen inside of Weiss. He groaned harshly as shot after shot spurted out, coating the inside of Weiss white. All the while he continued to thrust into her as he milked every last drop of his orgasm inside of her. Finally, after what seemed like a dozen shots, Jaune's legs collapsed exhaustedly onto the bed.
A panting girl lay helplessly on top of him, and Jaune's hands finally abandoned her pert posterior in order to hold onto her heaving back. Weiss gulped huge gasps of air as she recovered from her own orgasm, and Jaune rubbed her sweaty back and stroked her long, white hair as she did so. Just another way of showing his love for the woman of his dreams.
For long moments the two remained like that, both recovering from their climaxes. Jaune still had more energy and awareness than the girl he'd just fucked into a stasis, and so he continued to lovingly run his hands up and down her body and hair. He peppered her head and face with tiny, gentle kisses. While things had gotten pretty intense at the end, he always wanted to be gentle and loving with Weiss. Especially while she recovered from such a hard and heavy experience like what they'd just done.
As his fingers continued to slowly run through her hair, he nuzzled his forehead against it as he praised her. "You did so good, Weiss," he whispered.
Her back still heaved with effort, but she at least now was able to form coherent words. "...well..." she said breathlessly.
Jaune waited a few seconds for her to continue, but when she didn't, spoke once again. "Well what?"
With what must have been all of the strength she had left to muster, Weiss pushed herself up, planting her hands on his chest to support herself while she looked into his eyes. "I did so well," she explained.
He couldn't help but grin. Classic Weiss. Even when half-fucked into a coma, she was still able to correct his grammar. It somehow wasn't a turnoff. That proper and studious side of Weiss was just one of the many qualities she possessed which made her so attractive.
"You did so well," he echoed, tilting his head slightly so that he could lean in and give her a soft kiss. While it lacked the sheer passion and intensity of some of their earlier kisses, it was no less loving and affectionate as the pair shared a soft, gentle union of their lips.
When they separated there were only three words on Jaune's mind. Ones he had already said plenty of times, but were always worth repeating.
"I love you," he told the woman he'd just made sweet and passionate love to.
Weiss smiled softly, looking utterly radiant even with her disheveled hair and flushed cheeks which were red from exertion. "I love you too."
"Wanna go grab a shower together?" he asked. Not just to save water in the desert kingdom which had experienced a sudden influx in population, either.
She nodded, but rather than get off of him, Weiss pressed her head back down against his chest. "In a little while," she countered. "For now, I just want to lie here and rest. You did... quite a number on me tonight."
Jaune would wear the compliment with pride. More than anything else while making love, he enjoyed making Weiss feel good. He wanted and needed her to leave satisfied. Any time he could ensure that she had orgasmed multiple times, he considered himself successful.
"Sure, we can do that," he agreed. His hands resumed their work on her back, running up and down her flesh as he sought to help her recover. "Just let me know when you're ready, okay?"
She hummed and nodded against his chest. For all he knew she might fall asleep on top of him here and now. Honestly, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. He did so love when she was atop him like this. If he could exhaust her so much that she was lulled to sleep even while he was still inside her? That would be a win in his book too.
For the next several minutes Jaune and Weiss simply enjoyed one another's company as they recovered from their latest romantic escapade. In a world which was on the brink of collapse, it was nights like these which made them feel more alive than ever. There might not be a tomorrow, but here and now, tonight was all they needed.
Author's Note: We could always use some more White Knight, so here's some! Just some sweet and simple porn without plot. Nothing more to it than that.
Weiss strikes me as either being incredibly dominant or incredibly submissive in bed, and for this I chose the latter. A praise kink is just the cherry on top.
Anyway, hopefully you enjoyed this little thing. As always, thanks for reading.