New story is new.
As you guys are aware, unfortunately, I am not the creator of Coral Arc. She was created by Coeur Al'Aran and the events of this one-shot happen in the continuity of his work 'Not This Time, Fate', one that I personally recommend in case you're not familiar with it.
If you are, then you know that Coral is best girl. I'll die on that hill.
Today was the best and the worst day of this repeat Jaune decided as the scroll he used as his alarm mocked him, showing him the hours.
4 in the afternoon.
Jaune never once guessed that he, whose unknown Semblance was probably the power to sleep anywhere, at anytime, would face his worst enemy, one even more cunning and ruthless than Cinder Fall, the White Fang or the Grimm or all of the above combined.
Insomnia.
"I can't fucking believe this…", Jaune groaned, rolling on his bed for the umpteenth time, as it once again failed to make him fall asleep. It's not that he particularly enjoyed sleeping: but rather that his eternally tired mind would simply doze off by itself and, when he noticed, he was already being shaken into consciousness by his mother, father or sisters.
"And right today too…", he sighed. Rare were the days where all of his family left and he could rest at home, alone in all but name. While those happened every now and then during his first life, he struggled to make any details of what he did alone back in those days, Jaune wanted to use this time to rest.
He growled and cursed as he left his bed. At least Jaune could try and do something to pass the irritating time he had now awake, now leaving his room and walking through the hallways, seeing one slightly ajar door. The small plaque read "Coral" in Juniper's nice handwriting.
After the incident where the Beowolf attacked the Arc's home, one of his older sisters had to stay behind just to make sure that everything would be okay. He didn't even try to argue, besides, being with Coral at home when she was writing or reading was essentially the same as being alone.
Hence why his surprise when he saw Coral, laid on her stomach and wearing a black tank top with black dolphin shorts, reading a book that he could only guess was hardcore pornography. While no one at their home would be caught dead with such material, Coral was still the outlier of his sisters and read without a care in the world.
Her room was about the size of his own room, but the walls were utterly stacked with shelves, all filled with books. Many were old textbooks from her time at school, but most were fantasy, changing over time to darker tones, but never quite leaving the realm of the whimsical.
And there was the porn, too. He was sure most of Coral's literature would have to be burned when she died because not even Blake would have the heart or mind to inherit those books.
"Oh, is this the part where I accidentally seduce my little brother and now must worry for my chastity as he stalks me, just waiting for a chance to pounce?", she said without even looking at him. Her feet swung lazily, as if bored.
"If anything, I'm the one worried for my virtue around you, sis", he shot back, rolling his eyes. That made her mark the page carefully, half-spinning into a seated position, with a small smile on her face. The small, inscrutable smile that she wore so often.
"My little baby brother, I am a lady and my heart is delicate. Saying those hurtful words are bound to make me think you don't love me anymore", she sighed.
"I do." Jaune rolled his eyes again. "And I'll keep this in mind the next time I come across one."
"Oh, seriously, Jaune?" Coral asked, grinning at him, her smile being too full of teeth for his liking, deciding to take just one part of his response and ignore the part that didn't pick her interest, which was so much like her that Jaune couldn't do anything but sigh and sit on the corner of her bed.
"Against my better judgment, yes," he replied. "We're family, after all."
"And you made me fall out of love with you again", she sighed. "You truly don't understand the delicate nature of a maiden."
"A maiden wouldn't present herself to a gentleman while not wearing her underwear."
"I'll keep this in mind the next time I come across one", she grinned, throwing his words back at him.
Jaune couldn't help but laugh. He had wondered what happened to Coral to make her like this… It was easy to think of a slew of words and diagnoses, but no one figured it out. So she was broken, per her own admission, and yet there she was. But, now that he was broken too… Those moments felt good. Those scuffles felt comfortable because they were like-minded. He wondered how things would have been if he at least tried understanding her during his previous lives…
Coral laughed too, probably riled up by him, but the sound was good, yet rusty. Had she ever laughed like that before? Didn't matter.
"I'll let you know that I am a gentleman, Coral," he replied with a grin.
"You're a man, surely, but gentle?" She snorted. "Not quite, if half the stories about your conquests are true. Word travels fast, little brother, especially in a village like ours. Or have you forgotten that mother is forbidden from buying her groceries in half of the stores around?"
"People exaggerate the details."
"So, was Mrs. Greene exaggerating when she asked mother where you learned all those things with your tongue?" Coral shot back, scoring yet another in the thousands of points she had against him. And, by the way she smiled at his grimace, she knew it too.
"In my defense…" Jaune started. "She wasn't supposed to tell anyone."
"It's hard not to when her husband caught you sleeping with her."
"In my defense, 'sleeping' is the last thing we did together."
"Such a pervert", Coral hummed her laugh. "Telling me of your other conquests while I court you. And right on my bed at that. I'm falling out of love with you, Jaune. Maybe you should consider your next words to avoid completely breaking my heart."
"Didn't you say that your heart belonged to the words and that you had to dedicate yourself to your craft?" He stated with a raised eyebrow as he made a gesture indicating the stacked shelves.
"I did, didn't I?" She grinned at him. "But your charm makes my heart flutter, did you know that? You're shaking the indomitable will that led me to dedicate myself to the art of writing. But maybe our romance is not one to be." She smiled as she crawled towards him. His first reflex was to leave the bed, his second to push her away. But Jaune didn't have the heart to avoid Coral… Not after he finally could understand her.
"So maybe, little brother, if you ask nicely, I'll give you a parting kiss. Who knows, I might even use tongue", she teased, after getting close enough to him that her forehead touched his.
He remembered the day back at the library, when it was only the two of them, in a not so dissimilar situation. And, while Coral was insane enough to go ahead with it just to prove him wrong, Jaune was 99% sure that she was joking now just as she was back then, despite the little smile she wore.
"Oh Coral, prettiest angel of Remnant and light of my life, blessing of the Gods, would you gift me the warm embrace of your lips?", he joked, simply expecting her answer.
Her answer did come, but in a way that shocked him.
One hand enveloped his neck and that was all the warning he had before the feeling overwhelmed his senses.
His lips touched something soft, something with a faint taste of mint and cinnamon, something that brought a soft haze to his eyes as the small figure pressed her body against his. Jaune's heart raced and he didn't know what to do or think. He barely knew what to do with his hands save for supporting the two of them lest they fall into the ground.
But, when Jaune felt her other hand touching the center of his chest, something gave in. Her touch was gentle and tender and it almost felt like she was telling him that everything would be alright. That she'd be here for him when they'd wake up. That the world wouldn't be gone while he closed his eyes and rested.
Coral probably didn't expect his automatic reaction. His hands were rough, callused, and he enveloped her frame, which felt so small now. She was now sitting on his lap, his heart hammering against his chest as his tongue made way and twirled around hers, taking advantage of her brief surprise.
The blonde girl would normally call the silly challenge off by now as Jaune had proven that he could play her games, but she felt the despair. The crippling loneliness that gnawed inside of him and was let loose by her. It was impossible not to.
Coral was terrible when it came to dealing with people because she always knew something was different inside her. Broken. Perhaps if this were another of their sisters, they would console Jaune in a better way, but she wasn't like them. She barely had any resemblance to Sable, and Sable was her twin! However, she could feel the pain swelling inside Jaune… And she… She had to do something.
The kiss went on, her tongue dancing with his in circles as one of Jaune's hands went up her back and cradled her head, pushing her into himself. Their breathing was hot and ragged, drops of saliva fell in Coral's tank top and she could only moan into his lips when his other hand went for her cheek and squeezed it. Hard.
Jaune separated the kiss. His breathing was irregular and she could feel on her neck, searing hot. His eyes seemed misty and they gazed into the mysterious green of hers.
"Coral… If we… If we do this… I don't know what'll happen to me. To us." he panted lightly. Jaune, always the fool. Always the worrywart. "I… I finally got this close to you and I don't want to ru—"
Her lips silenced his.
"Jaune… There's only one reason why any of us should stop." She whispered. As safe and sure as she might have seemed now, her mind was a jumbled mess of feelings, thoughts and heat, one that crept upon her body, making her cheeks burn and her heart race while she looked into the azure eyes in front of her. "That being… Either of us simply not wanting it. Do you… Want to stop, Jaune?"
"I… I don't. I don't… Want to stop."
She smiled. "So there's no reason to fear, little brother. I'll still be the same Coral and I don't want to stop now… Although… I can feel that you don't want it to", she chuckled, partly to lift the mood and partly because she could feel, right between her legs. Jaune groaned and mumbled something that she didn't care to hear as she pulled his face back into hers, in a kiss that was calm and gentle, with her tongue caressing his with the tranquility that he lacked.
For some reason, Jaune's grip changed. It was stronger now and Coral panted when he once again squeezed her ass, with the two of them making out for a bit. But the power dynamic had changed and Coral, while feeling the hardness between her legs, couldn't simply let the opportunity pass and started grinding against his crotch, which elicited a groan from Jaune as his hand on her head caressed her body, his fingers running up and down her back, chills running through her body like electricity, jolting her nerves into feeling all of it. And it just got better when Jaune reached for the front and grabbed her breast.
"No… Bra?" Her idiot brother asked stupidly.
"I don't believe that we should adhere to the confines society imposes on us at home, Jaune."
"The confines of… Underwear?" he replied. Coral hummed a short laugh in response. She felt… Happy that Jaune wasn't desperate now. In pain. That he felt relaxed and comfortable enough with her to go on because she wanted to. She wanted to keep going. She wanted more and more of the blonde man in front of her like she had never wanted something before. And she wasn't only wearing a bra, but her panties as well, so he probably could feel that she was really getting into it.
But now…
"Coral…" Jaune gasped. For a moment, it felt like something crucial was finally understood by the other, a spark that neither knew how to explain, but both could feel deeply into themselves. He pushed the girl into her bed, his lips touching her neck, kissing the area with almost reckless abandon while Coral felt things she'd never felt before, like Jaune's weight, how his kisses were interspersed with his tongue teaching her erogenous zones that her books didn't even dream of.
His hands were busy as well. The one on her breast massaged and squeezed, with his fingers burying in the dark fabric of her shirt only to make her frustrated. But Jaune knew that. Just as the expert fingers of his opposite hand knew when she started rubbing between her legs, squeezing her thighs, burying his fingertips just enough for his nails to trace long, pink lines on her skin before going up, towards her own intimacy.
When he reached her crotch, Coral knew that there was a very good reason why many of Jaune's flings came back for more. She groaned in frustration as Jaune worked her up, letting out another moan when his tongue traced a line from her neck to her ear and she listened to his panting… All while playing with her body.
Two could play that game and Coral proved it when she reached for Jaune's groin and gave a long rub, letting her fingers slide through the entire length as he was the one moaning and groaning. But that didn't stop him. In fact, it just made Jaune more determined to see her fold.
Their eyes met and both felt the challenge imposed by the other.
Coral smiled at him, letting go of his cock, which had Jaune groaning in frustration, only to change his tune when she removed her tank top, letting her bare breasts free. A small pride that Coral had was knowing she had the biggest in the family, outranking even Sapphire. She knew she had an effect of men, an effect that would often dissipate whenever they'd spend any amount of time with her, but now?
Now there was one that wouldn't lose interest after knowing how she was. If anything, that was precisely what attracted him the most.
Jaune's mouth reached for Coral's neck, now going down, with her not caring to suffocate the moan that left her lips as his reached her right nipple. He licked, with short movements that made her moan, but the pleasured groans came when he squeezed her breasts with both hands, his lips enveloping one of her nipples as she rubbed his cock, feeling his frustration as his cock twitched, the rough jeans becoming Jaune's worst nightmare.
However, her eyes widened and she threw her head back when she felt his teeth and felt the bite. He was clearly doing his best to keep it gentle, but the feeling raced through Coral's body, so tense yet so tantalizing, making her heart race, her body ache and burn with desire that she never had felt before… Up to now.
She didn't care anymore. She knew what she wanted and she wanted it now. The blonde girl pulled his face by the hair and he seemed mildly confused by a moment before she started tearing at his shirt, quickly ruining the piece of clothing and rushing to his jeans. His eyes were frustrated too, she noticed when green and blue met again. They knew what they wanted, they knew when they wanted and it was now.
Their lips smashed together once again and now Coral was on top, using the lag to get on top of him. Now, it was the time to use Jaune's own tricks against him and Coral did, kissing his neck and licking right after, making sure to give him a hickey as she went, her hands resting on his wrists as she made her way down, trailing her kisses until she reached his nipple, which Coral happily sucked.
Jaune panted and groaned, feeling how Coral decided to focus her lips on his left nipple, circling it with her tongue. As much as he'd tried to avoid, he felt his cock twitch in response to the stimuli and, if the faint humming into his chest was something to go by, then Coral felt it too.
But she didn't stop.
Her teeth scratched lightly his abdomen, followed by a long, sensual lick as she made her way down, her hands on both sides of his waist and the tip of Coral's tongue touched his navel. She didn't scramble with his zipper, opting to just rip everything off because… Had their roles been reversed, Jaune would've done the same.
His dick practically jumped when it was finally set free.
Many guys were idiots who thought that dick size was everything, but Jaune knew better from all his experiences and repeats: the secret was in technique, skill and knowing what your partner wanted, so, while his wasn't anything to scoff at with his proud six and a half inches, it wasn't the biggest.
But he knew that Coral was pleased with what she saw.
"To think that my little brother was packing such heat…" Coral giggled, one hand enveloping his cock in a soft grip that, however, made it pulse almost reflexively. Jaune knew his way with women, but this… This was special. Was it the taboo? Or maybe the two of them connecting in such a way that everything was multiplied by ten?
Their eyes met once again while Coral slid her hand up and down. It was slow, it was delicious, it was torture. He felt his heart beating faster all while Coral kept eye contact with him. There was something special, unique, like a joke that only they knew the punchline to.
She tightened her grip and sped up her massage, ripping moans of pleasure from Jaune's lips, making his chest go up and down like he was fighting a wave to not drown in the sea that was Coral. She smirked at him.
And kissed his tip.
Not only that, she sucked it, placing it inside her mouth, which made Jaune move his waist almost reflexively to get more of that delicious feeling, but his attempt was stopped by Coral, who was massaging his tip with her mouth while giving him a handjob. Her tongue ran circles, twirling and twirling as her soft, hot mouth sucked, Jaune's head went into full disarray, his waist moving almost by itself while being delicately contained by her left hand, which pinned him down in place.
She pulled back, still caressing his dick with her nimble, delicate fingers, and smiled at him. Small ropes of saliva linked the tip of his dick and her mouth and the way that Coral breathed on it. Her green eyes locked into his as she got close once more and licked, from his balls to the tip in one go. It was long, it was torturous, it was the hottest thing that Jaune had ever seen.
His hands went for her head, seizing the sides as the blonde girl smirked. "You finally caught up with the rules, Jaune...", she smiled, that small smile she always wore.
"Don't I deserve a prize?" Jaune asked, his breathing irregular as his eyes didn't leave Coral's.
"Normally not… But I am feeling rather forgiving today… And I'll make an exception for you, little brother", she chuckled before sucking the entirety of his length into her mouth.
He felt a bit of his precum leak into her mouth, but Coral didn't seem to mind. If anything, that just seemed to incite her even more, as her hands gripped his waist and her lips almost touched his hips, her tongue massaging each inch of his dick.
Not that Jaune simply let her do all the job: his waist was now bumping into her in response to her movements, making sure that the girl knew he wanted more of her. Coral's tongue twirled and danced around Jaune's pulsating cock and his heart failed when he felt the twitch.
"I'm… I'm gonna cum!"
"No, you won't", the Arc girl purred, letting Jaune's cock go after almost deepthroating him. It was coated in her saliva and still pulsating lightly, claiming the release that it was denied. Her small smile didn't conceal her intentions like usual: if anything, Jaune knew exactly what Coral wanted as she finally removed her shorts.
"I hope you're ready, little brother…" Coral whispered softly against his lips, her hips sliding lightly as his tip touched her slit. "Because you must take responsibility… For being my first."
His eyes widened and she chuckled, finally sitting and taking him inside herself, a delicious moan being dragged out of her lips as her pussy received his cock, her walls almost caressing each of his weak spots.
Coral was hot, wet and soft. Her folds received his dick, sliding along as she started moving, rocking herself forward and backward, moving her hips as Jaune held her waist, their eyes once again focused on one another. He opened his mouth to say something, but there weren't words that he could use. And Coral seemingly agreed, given how she bent and kissed him once more.
Her hips now were gyrating, at first with some degree of self-control, but quickly turning into frantic movements as reason left the two of them. Jaune wanted the sweet release that Coral denied him. And she wanted the orgasm that Jaune denied her.
Suddenly, a loud slap was heard. Jaune slapped her ass. Coral felt the sting, she felt the quick pain, she felt the rush of adrenaline that ran through her body and she felt when the position changed, with Jaune taking advantage to be the one on top again.
The feeling was totally new. His cock completely filled her body, and it was incredible. Nothing came close to it, to the warmth that she felt. Not her fingers. Not the magic wand. Not the dildo. Nothing. The corners of her eyes were hazy, her entire being focused on what was in front of her. Coral moaned. One hand embraced his neck, pulling him closer. Her eyes dived into Jaune's. He understood what she wanted. What she needed. And he gave it to her.
Too good. It felt too good. His hand touched the back of her head, pulling her tongue into a dance. Another slap. Her hips rocking back and forth. Jaune's moans and grunts against her lips. His haggard breathing against hers. Her heart hammered. Her pulse deafening everything else - the muted sounds of a world that did not matter to them.
"Coral… Coral… I'm… I'm gonna…"
"I want it inside!" She didn't even hesitate. Insanity? Perhaps. But she couldn't not have it inside her. Her legs locked his waist as her lips moaned and panted against his. The desperate heat of their kiss, her hips grinding against his. The pleasure seethed and boiled.
Coral didn't know when.
But she knew they screamed.
White hot pleasure burned inside her, jolting her nerves, shaking her body, arching her back, pushing her hips even further against his. Her walls clenched around Jaune's cock and unconsciously milked him. The thick ropes of his seed felt hot inside her. So deliciously, delirously hot.
He fell down over her. His breathing was heavy and haggard and Coral wasn't much better. She couldn't… Was this what true sex felt like?
"Coral", Jaune called her.
"Yes?"
"I'm happy that I finally connected with you", he said. "Well, in more ways than one…"
She hummed a small laugh. "Oh, my sweet little Jaune… I'm also happy for that." She admitted. "I'm happy that we finally got it on. I'm not sure whether mother will like it or not… She did always warn me against men like you."
"I'm not like that… And we share the same mother."
"Then maybe she was warning me against you. Although that's a bit late", she chuckled as she gave Jaune a small, gentle kiss. "Given that you must take responsibility for stealing my heart… And something more."
"Coral…"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I know, my little Jaune", the blonde girl chuckled. "I know."
And that's it. I hope you guys enjoyed it as this was really fun to write and I thank everyone who gave me the tips I needed to finish Honeythief properly.
As for Rusted Will, I am working on chapter 8. Life just devolved into a cascading spiral of things to do and I wasn't having time nor creative energy to dedicate to RW. While I could simply half-ass it, that wouldn't be fair with you guys (who support the project) nor me (who would be the only person to truly know that I was just being lazy. So, guys, I ask you just a bit more patience and Rusted Will shall be back on track soon, hopefully.