A/N: A Valentine's Day chapter for our favorite RWBY lovebirds, featuring the Book's first smut chapter.

Jaune had everything planned for the upcoming Valentine's Day, from his dinner reservation, the nightly activities, required items to impress Pyrrha, the whole "wham bam shangalang," as his sister Bleu would always say. All that was left was to ask Pyrrha out, but that would be no trouble for him. When he got home from work at Beacon Academy, he asked Pyrrha (they have been living together for the past couple years), and she did not hesitate to say yes coupled with a hug.

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Valentine's Day had finally arrived, and Jaune and Pyrrha got themselves dressed in fine clothes and the two went out to "Beauty by the Pier," a cozy fancy restaurant located by Vale's extravagant harbor. While Jaune wore a rather simple black suit and tie, Pyrrha herself adored her body in a beautiful red dress with golden laces, as well as a bronze circlet and emerald earrings, a birthday gift from Jaune last year. At their table located near a glorious fountain, the two sipped wine together while waiting for their meal.

"This has been wonderful so far, Jaune," Pyrrha complimented her date after taking a sip of wine.

"I'm glad you're having a good time," he answered, his hand reaching for hers, to which she reached out and the two intertwined their fingers together. "I've got more planned for tonight, by the way." He gave her a wink and she giggled.

"Hey, excuse me," said an unknown voice. Jaune and Pyrrha turned and found a random couple before them. "Um, are you Jaune Arc? You look so much like him, and pardon me, but we couldn't leave without at least confirming if we were right or not," the woman continued.

"Yes, I am Jaune Arc."

The couple both took turns shaking Jaune's hand. "Thank you for all you have done for Vale and everyone! We've heard stories about how you avenged the Fall of Vale and defeated Cinder Fall!" On and on they prattled, but Jaune smiled and accepted their thanks before they excused themselves, apologizing for interrupting his evening dinner.

"Seems people recognize you whenever you go out, huh?" Pyrrha remarked, earning a chuckle from him while he prodded at his food. "How ironic that years ago I was the most recognizable person of us both and now people recognize you and praise you for your accomplishments instead."

"It's not that big of a deal, really. Besides, I rather like the attention, especially compared to how I was before." The waiter came back with their meals, which he laid before them and took his leave when they needed nothing else. "Besides, as famous as I may become, I know that you'll always treat me the same, whether I'm the old goofball of Beacon or the Arc Knight of Vale."

"That's true, but then again, your accomplishments are greater than what I achieved prior to Beacon. You defeated Cinder when I couldn't, you avenged the Fall of Vale, and you…brought me back…" Pyrrha suddenly went silent after saying that, diverting her attention to her food. Jaune reached across the table and took her hand.

"It's alright, Pyrrha. No need to talk about that anymore. It's in the past now." He gave her a comforting smile, which she returned and let out a sigh. He released her hand and her attitude reverted back to before. "You're still the same person as you were back at Beacon, you know."

"I know, I know. It's just that after three years, I thought it would be easier to move on, but I feel like I'm still stuck in the past, dwelling on what happened." Her attitude drooped again and she began prodding at her food again.

Jaune gazed at her for a moment before he grabbed his plate and wine glass and placed it directly beside her, where he then scooted a chair beside hers and seated himself next to her. He put an arm around her and leaned against her in a halfway hug. "This better?" he whispered to her.

Pyrrha smiled and leaned against him with a hand placed upon his chest. "Yes, it's much better. Thank you."

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When dinner had ended, Jaune put his next plan in motion and took Pyrrha for a walk through the streets of Vale, which were illuminated in a number of beautiful and colorful lights for an upcoming festival to celebrate Salem's defeat; one that Jaune intended to be there for, as he was the man who lead the armies of the four kingdoms against Salem in the final battle against the Grimm, so he will be among the guests of honor, like Ruby and the rest of their friends, save Pyrrha.

The couple had a wonderful time exploring the streets and seeing other people still enjoying the last moments of daytime before night completely overtook the sky. When it eventually got too dark, Jaune and Pyrrha retreated back to their car, where Pyrrha awaited what else Jaune had planned for the evening, but was curious when he refused to turn the car on.

"Pyrrha, we've been through a lot, both of us have," Jaune started without looking at her. "We both enrolled at Beacon, we trained and worked together, we became best friends––you were the first person in my life I could call my best friend, actually––then I lost you at the Fall of Vale…" Jaune wiped at his eyes. "…and yet despite that, I continued on, I endured, and I accomplished so much thanks to everything you've taught me…I did a number of those things for you, mostly." Jaune finally turned his teary eyes towards Pyrrha and he gave her a smile. "I only wished you could've seen me grow into the hero you knew I could become, but I'm glad you were able to see me when it was all over. I did the impossible and sacrificed part of my life for you because I love you, and I realized too late how much I loved you only after you died, when I realized who I truly lost; my best friend, my partner, and the girl of my dreams…"

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Jaune stood at the bottom of the Atlas Vault with the Winter Maiden by his side and the Relic of Creation sitting at his foot. "Twin Brothers of Remnant, I call upon you! I request for an act of creation!" Jaune's voice boomed. Almost instantaneously, two large spirits in the shape of two men, one glowing brightly and the other with darkness, appeared before him and stared him down.

"You call upon us, Jaune Arc," said the Brother of Light.

"Now what does a little mortal like you wish to create?" asked the Brother of Darkness.

"I ask only to have someone I love returned to me. I wish to have Pyrrha Nikos back," Jaune answered.

"A bold request, indeed, but to recreate a once-living soul, it will require something great in return. A life is needed to return another from the dead," warned the Brother of Darkness.

"Brothers of Light and Darkness, I offer my life in exchange for Pyrrha Nikos'," said the Winter Maiden, a withered old woman who stepped forward. "My life has been a long one with little resolution, with my powers being used by the nation of Atlas while I was hunted down for decades by the forces of Salem before her downfall. My last act shall be to grant this hero his wish."

"He looks so much like his great-great-grandfather, Jaundice, who came to us for a similar request once," chimed the other Brother. "But even with a life to sacrifice, we require something more of you, Jaune Arc. We have need of your Aura; a great deal of it, if we are to reconstruct Pyrrha Nikos' soul and body. Fortunately for you, thanks to the massive Aura you house within your body, you shall have plenty of Aura left within you, and you will be able to survive the creation process."

"Consider yourself lucky that you alone are able to fulfill such a troublesome request from us."

"Whatever the cost, I accept it," Jaune said without hesitation. "I owe Pyrrha my life a number of times over. She is not only the woman I love, but my best friend, and someone who deserves a second chance at life now free of Salem's evil."

The Twin Brothers looked at each other before silently nodding. The Winter Maiden stepped forward and she found her body lifted in the air before she was instantly vaporized into nothing. A bright light emitted from the two spirits, blinding Jaune. He soon groaned in pain, feeling his Aura be sapped from his body. How much would they take? he wondered.

"It is done. Hold her in your arms and never let go."

A great weight plopped itself against Jaune and his arms reflexively wrung around it. When the light died away, Jaune found Pyrrha naked in his arms, looking exactly as she did the day she died, with a massive scar lodged in her chest and in her ankle; the last wounds she suffered before she died. At his feet, the Relic of Creation sat with the light within its lamp shape now faded.

Pyrrha's eyes slowly fluttered open as if she was awaking from a deep sleep. "Jaune?" she groaned, to which he broke into tears and hugged her tight.

"Hello again," he told her amidst his sobs.

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"You have done so much for me while I was gone…" Pyrrha admitted, her hand running to her chest; while her dress covered it, part of her scar was still visible. "…And Jaune, I know I've said it many times before, but I just want to say thank you for bringing me back…" Tears rushed into her eyes and she wiped them away. "…You gave me a second chance, and yet for the three years since, all I've done was dwell on the past and my failures, and yet you were always there to help me try to move forward…" She broke into tears again, forcing Jaune to pull her into his arms. "…I'm sorry…"

"Then I think I know a way to help you move forward, and it's something I've been planning for a while, but I need to know if you're alright with it," Jaune asked her.

"Wh-what is it?"

Jaune reached into his jacket pocket and retrieved a small black box. "Pyrrha, will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?" He popped it open, revealing a silver ring adorned with a small pyrope and a citrine gem enclosed around each other. Engraved on the inside was the word "Arkos." Pyrrha lost her voice and stared wide-eyed as Jaune took the ring and slipped it onto her finger without saying a word.

"Jaune…I…I…" she stuttered.

"So will you? I promise I will do everything in my power to help you move forward, and we'll do it as husband and wife."

Pyrrha hastily nodded and practically tackled Jaune in his seat, pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss, which he was swift to return. The two went back and forth at each other, their lips interconnected. They eventually broke away, to which they both decided to go home from there.

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Once they had closed their cozy apartment door behind them, Jaune and Pyrrha latched themselves onto each other once again, their lips pressed together and their hands exploring each other's body. Pyrrha went to work removing Jaune's jacket and unbutton his shirt, but then Jaune stopped her by pulling away.

"Pyrrha, are you sure you want to do this now?" he asked her in a gentle voice, his hands upon her waist. "Just because you said yes doesn't mean we have to rush into things." Despite living together for three years and the two of them being forefront about their feelings for each other, both of them kept their relationship at a steady pace, from going on little dates now and then, spending time together, and sharing simple kisses.

"I mean…I want this, Jaune. I feel ready," Pyrrha assured him. "When you presented the ring to me, I felt as though this was an opportune moment for us to finally take the next step, and-and I love you so much and I don't want to regret anything anymore like I did before at Beacon and I truly do love you and I thank you for everything you've done and…!" Jaune hushed her before she could ramble on any more.

"Alright. I just wanted to make sure you really wanted to do this, is all," he chuckled. He gave her a tender kiss on the forehead and grabbed his jacket. "C'mon, how about we continue this in the bedroom?" Pyrrha nodded and followed after him.

They have been sleeping together in the same room ever since Jaune resurrected her, but it was mostly so he could comfort her, as the first few week upon her return had her waking up in the middle of the night screaming from nightmares, so Jaune sold his old bed and bought a queen-sized one for the two of them to sleep in, which significantly improved Pyrrha's sleep when she had Jaune close to comfort her. When they had reached their bedroom, they placed their scrolls, wallets, circlet, and assorted items on their dressers and turned their attention back to each other.

Jaune pulled off his shirt and undershirt while he kissed Pyrrha, who kicked off her high heels without pausing. Jaune grabbed at the two straps the held Pyrrha's dress up and pulled them off to the side, allowing the red clothing to drop to the floor and expose Pyrrha's naked body to him, save for her red lace underwear. On reflex, her hand went to cover up the scar on her chest, but Jaune lowered it down and replaced it with his own hand. "Wear the scars proudly, because you're my scarred beauty," he whispered before giving her a loving kiss. Pyrrha felt her nerves calm and her hand roped around Jaune's neck. He hoisted her naked body in his arms and carried her to the bed, where he plopped her upon it and crawled on top of her. He gave her a searing kiss while he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks with his toes. He moved south, lightly kissing her neck, shoulders, her chest scar, and stopping at her breasts, where he burrowed his face into her bosom and kissed her cleavage. Pyrrha moaned as one hand held Jaune in place.

Pyrrha flipped Jaune over and pressed her breasts against his chest while she pierced his eyes with her own. She went down upon him and nestled her face into his muscular chest, pinching one of his hardened nipples between her teeth for a moment. She went down further, where she unbuckled and slid off his pants and underwear in one go, unleashing his erect penis before her, making her turn a beet red; Pyrrha has seen Jaune's penis a number of times in all the time they have lived together, and all of them were by accident, but now she is so close to it and willingly. She gazed upon it in awe for a moment, as if mesmerized by it.

"Pyrrha? Is my cock that interesting to you?" Jaune chuckled, which snapped her out of her trance.

"Um, I'm sorry!" she hastily apologized. She climbed upon his lap and he held her in place by her butt cheeks, making her blush harder than before. "Um, I'm ready…" she mumbled before she lifted herself up and slid herself onto Jaune's erect cock. A loud cry escaped her as her hymen broke, her body fell against Jaune's, who held her tight.

"You okay?" he groaned as her fingers dug into his back.

Pyrrha let out a hum. "…Yeah…" she finally whispered. She readjusted herself and began bopping up and down on his lap as the two locked eyes with each other. "…Jaune…I feel so hot…is this what sex is really like?"

"I suppose so. I mean, this is my first time too," he replied. This surprised Pyrrha.

"You never…?" she started.

Jaune's arms tightened around her naked waist. "Never. I saved myself just for you, the woman I love," he whispered in her ear. He gave her a smile while she started to tear up again. Jaune's response was to flip Pyrrha over onto the bed and hover himself over her. With her arms up by her head and one leg bent, she gazed upon him completely defenseless and vulnerable to him. He reached down and gently kissed her, making her sadness melt away and replacing it with happiness once again. His right hand curled around her neck, where it reached up and undid the tie around her hair, releasing her long red hair. He took both hands and ran his fingers through it, spreading it out onto the bed and leaving strands on Pyrrha's shoulders and breasts. He kissed her again, now more passionately than before, one of his hands cupped itself around Pyrrha's breast, making her moan in between kisses.

"I'm going back in again," Jaune warned his beloved before he slowly inserted his cock into her pussy again, sparking another long cry from Pyrrha again. He steadily thrusted in and out while he watched her, their eyes never breaking contact. "How's this?"

"F-Fine…" Pyrrha moaned as his cock struck the edge of her womb, making her recoil for a moment. "…I love you, Jaune…" Jaune held onto her and began thrusting faster. "AH! Jaune!" She could feel her insides grow wet from his hot member pistoning through her once-virgin walls. She bit her lip as she felt her entire body grow hot as an unknown sensation overtook her entire body. "JAUNE!" Pyrrha cried before her entire body suddenly locked up and she began shuddering in place. Jaune stopped to observe Pyrrha experience her first orgasm.

When her body had finally relaxed, she wrung her arms around Jaune and pulled him close, leaving their faces mere inches apart. "Keep…going…" she begged him, to which he was happy to obey. He continued pistoning inside while a wave of sexual ecstasy flowed through Pyrrha as his precum dribbled inside of her. Their open mouths locked and they traded tongues, both of them reaching their breaking points. "I love you so much, Jaune!" Pyrrha cried as she felt her love juices mix with his cock.

"I love you too, Pyrrha!" Jaune answered back before grabbing her tight and shoving his cock all the way inside, where he unleashed himself within. His hot semen filled up her womb, causing Pyrrha to convulse and scream again. Both of them froze in place, sweat dripping off their bodies, then Jaune suddenly fell on top of Pyrrha, whom wrapped her arms around him.

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"I hope I didn't hurt you or anything," Jaune coyly whispered to Pyrrha as the two sat upright on their bed with her sitting in front of him.

"A little bit, but it was still wonderful," she answered with a smile. She cranked her head around and kissed him. "You were wonderful." The two shared a long kiss with Jaune grasping one of her breasts, making her moan. "You think we may have done this too soon? I mean, you proposed only a few hours ago, after all."

"Pyrrha, I waited four years to be with you, and I went through all kinds of things before I was able to resurrect you, then I waited three years until the time was right to propose to you. I think we've both waited long enough."

Pyrrha chuckled. "You're still the team tactician, as always."

"I didn't plan on meeting the girl of my dreams though, let alone resurrecting her from the dead and marrying her." The two of them closed together in a passionate kiss, one of many yet to come in their happy lives. They separated only to burrow under the blankets before resuming again.

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A few months passed and the day of their wedding came. Pyrrha stood in her own room marveling herself in her dress hours before the wedding was to start. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Her dress had been designed specifically for her, with the noticeable features including the cleavage area being shown so she can show off her scar to everyone now, as well as round out around her pregnant belly, which had begun growing within the last couple months. She rubbed her rounded belly and smiled.

"Hey there," said Jaune's voice. Pyrrha spun around and found him at the door dressed in his tuxedo.

"Jaune, you're not supposed to see the bride until we're both at the altar!"

"I know, but I just wanted to see my lovely bride early." He went to her and wrapped his arms around her. "You look beautiful, as always."

"Well, since you're here, I might as well tell you what I was saving for the wedding reception." She gave him a smile. "I went to the doctor and he confirmed that our child will be a girl."

"A…a girl?" he repeated. Pyrrha nodded. "What should we name her?"

"I was thinking of naming her after my great-great-grandmother, Aurelia."

"That sounds like a wonderful name." He his soon-to-be wife in his arms and kissed her deeply. "I cannot wait for us to become an official couple."

"I cannot wait either! This is the happiest day of my life, Jaune!"

Pyrrha gave him a bright smile and laughed. She has not laughed like since their days at Beacon. The Pyrrha Nikos he remembered was back.