Healing the Dragon
AndrewJTalon
DISCLAIMER: This is a fan based work of prose. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and WB Animation. Please support the official release.
The fall of Beacon had been devastating. For Ruby, for… For everyone. From the moment she had woken up on Patch, she had wanted to go back to Vale and continue the fight. Jaune, who had shown up with Nora and Ren, had agreed with her.
The Grimm Dragon she had frozen in stone with her eyes was still alive and still producing Grimm, and everyone had wanted to take it out. For Pyrrha, if nothing else.
Taiyang had vetoed this: Now that the Grimm Dragon was helpless, it would just require gathering forces to kill it while it was frozen. Atlas was seeing to that according to the news.
So, Haven and tracking down Cinder became their new priority. But they needed to train.
They'd gotten beaten, and badly. They had to get into some kind of shape before they headed out.
So, Jaune had them run drills and formations, from sunup to sun down. And at first, Ruby had been very glad.
Jaune had come onto the island, all business, barely a trace of goofiness. He'd organized training schedules, and pushed them and himself as hard as possible. Say what you would about him, he always came up with something. From working with General Ironwood to get some intel on Cinder and her gang, to potential counters to the fiery bitch when they ran into her again.
But frankly, his intensity was starting to worry her.
Ruby was taking a break in the shade near her family cabin, Ren sitting with her on a log. She was sipping a disgusting health smoothie he had whipped up for them. It was nasty but she had to admit, she felt a lot better drinking it than just plain tap water.
Out in the field, while her dad monitored things, Jaune and Nora sparred. Jaune couldn't tank Nora's hits, so he relied on his footwork to dodge her blows. She slammed her hammer down into the ground, and he narrowly dodged out of the way of the earth shaking blow.
He lunged forward with his blade, but Nora twisted out of the way and swung her feet into his shield. Jaune took the blow, but managed to twist his hips to with the momentum, trying to strike again. Nora managed to deflect the sword blow with her gauntlet, and threw her head forward to head butt him.
"UGH!"
Jaune staggered back, as Nora yanked Magnhild out of the grass and swung again. Jaune got his shield up in time, danced back to take the momentum of the swing… And still ended up flying off his feet into a tree.
"GAH!"
And through it. He collapsed onto his hands and knees, as the tree fell over.
"G-Good… Hit," Jaune managed.
"New personal best, Nora," Taiyang observed, as he walked over to Jaune. He pulled the blond young man up to his feet.
"I don't feel good about it," Nora winced. "Jaune-Jaune, you okay?"
"I'm fine," Jaune managed, a bit unsteady on his feet but still on them. He held up his shield and sword. "Let's go again-"
"No," Taiyang stated firmly. Jaune sighed, as Ruby winced.
"Haa... Haaa... All right. Well... On the plus side, Mister Xiao Long, we have firewood."
Normally, Ruby would have groaned at the bad pun. Jaune's exhaustion and hollow eyes made any enjoyment out of the bad joke vanish.
"And you should take a break," Taiyang stated authoritatively, "All of you." He looked at Jaune especially as he said this.
"Nora, get him back in the house, I'm going to collect firewood."
Nora saluted him, and went to Jaune's side. He struggled, but Nora pulled his shield arm over her shoulders.
"Righty-o!"
"We'll go too, Dad," Ruby said. Ren nodded, and rose. He went to Jaune's side, and Ruby walked behind him. She put a hand on his shoulder.
"We're doing okay, Jaune," Ruby said.
Jaune took a deep breath.
"Y-Yeah… We're better," he muttered, "But not good enough."
They entered the log cabin. Ren went to the living room to meditate, and Nora went with him to sit with him. Ruby helped Jaune into the kitchen, sitting him down in a stool at the kitchen island. She went to the fridge for food and drinks. She pulled back… And started.
There was a rare sight in the kitchen. Her blonde older half-sister, Yang. She had her hair up in a messy ponytail, she wore a black T-shirt with her empty right sleeve tied up, and short-shorts. She had wandered in, and rummaged around in the pantry.
"Come on, come on…"
She found peanut butter, jelly, and bread and tossed it onto the kitchen island in a heap. She pulled out a knife from a drawer, and set it down on the table. She reached for the peanut butter jar, and tried to twist off the top.
"I'll get the water, Ren~!" Nora sang as she skipped into the kitchen. She beamed.
"Hey Yang!"
"Hey Nora," Yang muttered back.
She was trying not to look frustrated by her inability to get the lid off the jar. She curled her entire arm around it and tried to use the ends of her fingers to loosen the lid.
Jaune watched her grunt for a bit, before he reached out and took hold of the jar.
"There. Do it now," he stated.
Ruby and Nora both sucked in nervous breaths.
Yang stared at him for a moment, before she sighed and unscrewed the lid.
"... Thanks," she muttered, her tone dripping with something unpleasant.
"You're welcome," Jaune replied, not much better as he glared.
Yang grabbed the knife and began working on trying to spread the jelly on her bread… And she began to have trouble with that. She grunted angrily under her breath.
Jaune watched this go on for a bit, before he let out a breath of exasperation.
"Here. I'll do it." He reached out to take the knife, but she yanked it back with a glare.
"No!"
She glared at him. Jaune glared back.
"I want peanut butter and jelly too, it'll go faster-"
Yang slammed the knife down onto the table loudly.
"Then you may as well cut the crusts off if you're going to treat me like a damn baby!" Angrily, she stormed out of the kitchen upstairs.
"I was trying to help!" Jaune shouted after her, punctuated by the slam of a door. He sat down angrily, and began making his own sandwiches.
Nora, silent to this point, hummed.
"Seems like she doesn't want help, huh?"
"She's still dealing," Ruby pointed out, "It hasn't been easy for her-"
"It's stupid."
Nora and Ruby both looked over at Jaune, who was now angrily eating his sandwiches.
"She won't ask for help out of pride! Stubborn freaking...!"
"Jaune, please," Ruby tried, but Jaune silenced her with a glare.
"No Ruby! I… I know she's your sister, but she's been acting like this since we got here!" He growled as he downed some milk.
"She… She hates feeling weak, helpless," Ruby went on quietly, "I-I can relate."
Jaune shook his head.
"I can relate too. Last place, remember? But I didn't take it out on other people!"
"She just…! She's got a lot more than feeling weak on her head," Ruby still pushed. "Losing… Losing her arm. Losing… Losing Blake."
Jaune started and looked at Ruby.
"Is she-?!"
"No, no!" Ruby said quickly, sighing in relief, "But… She wasn't happy to hear it from Sun that she was still alive. That… That she ran off on us. That she… Abandoned us."
Nora hugged Ruby tightly. The shorter, slimmer redhead accepted it, but carefully pushed her away after a bit. She shook her head.
"It's okay… It's just… It's a lot to lose," Ruby managed.
"Yeah well... Some people lost a lot more."
Ruby and Nora both looked over at Jaune. He was finishing his sandwich with a bitter, sad look on his face. Ruby trembled, and reached out to take his hand. He looked up, into her sorrow filled face.
"Please, don't," she whispered.
Jaune stared at her. He bowed his head.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. Ruby tried to move to hug him, but he held up a hand.
"I… I'm fine," he muttered.
She knew he was lying, but she nodded slowly.
Nora smiled sadly.
"... If we're going to start blaming people, maybe we should blame the people who did the bad things? And not ourselves? Just a thought."
She twirled off to go bug Ren. The two team leaders looked at each other.
"... I hate it when she's right," Jaune grunted. Ruby managed a small smile.
"I'm glad she's here. "I'm glad you and Ren are, too."
Jaune smiled. Something that had become increasingly rare around here.
"Yeah. Me too," he said.
Ruby perked up.
"I'll go talk to Yang, 'kay?"
Jaune nodded. Ruby ran up the stairs, but paused when he cleared his throat.
"Hey, um... Tell her I'm sorry if I upset her."
"Roger dodger!"
Ruby made it to Yang's door, and slowly opened it. Inside, Yang was curled up on her bed with the lights off. She was staring at the far wall, her back to the door.
"Yang?" Ruby asked quietly.
"Go 'way."
Ruby sucked in a shallow breath.
"Jaune wanted to say he's sorry."
"Whatever, I don't care."
Ruby winced.
"He-He only wanted to help-"
"Then cut my other arm off, so he'll have an excuse," Yang shot back. Ruby's eyes widened.
"Yang! How could you-?!"
Yang looked back over her shoulder, and glared at her little sister.
"Shut the fuck up, and leave me alone."
Ruby's lip wobbled. She fought back the tears. She nodded, and turned, closing the door behind her. She slowly walked back down the stairs. Jaune was waiting down there for her, and saw her state.
"Ruby?" He asked, moving closer to her.
"She's... she forgives you," Ruby managed in a whisper. Jaune stepped up in front of her, and wrapped his arms around her.
"You're not a good liar, Ruby... If I can tell."
Ruby sniffled, pressing her face into his chest.
"She's being a butt. But she's so torn up and sad inside..."
She looked up into his face.
"Like you are."
Jaune was silent for a moment, before he nodded.
"Like we all are," he murmured. He hugged her, and she sank into the comforting warmth.
"Difference is," he muttered, "I'm not being an asshole to all of you, am I?"
"No... Just to yourself," Ruby mumbled.
Jaune tightened the hug, but didn't say anything.
She sucked in another breath, and looked back up.
"She just needs someone to comfort her," Ruby said quietly, "Someone… Someone going through the same things."
Jaune was silent, his face grim.
"And you're not… I…" Ruby bowed her head.
"I-I can't do it, Jaune," Ruby whimpered, "I… I'm sorry! I-I just… I can't and I…!"
She pulled herself together.
"Please… She… She just needs someone to comfort her," she murmured, "Someone who can… Who can handle it. Because I… I can't, Jaune. I'm so sorry, I just-!"
Jaune hugged her, and kissed the top of her head.
"Okay," he murmured.
Ruby bit back a sob. She hated having to do this, hated having to rely on him again. Since he'd gotten here he had done nothing but push, nothing but take on burdens. Burdens she should have taken on as a team leader… But she didn't have a team anymore. And she didn't know what to do.
"Jaune… I-I don't deserve you," she sniffled. Jaune rubbed her hair gently.
"We're friends. It's what they do," he murmured. "I… I don't know how much good I can do, but I'll do it. Even if it means being someone's punching bag… I've got enough practice."
Ruby hugged him more tightly.
"She won't hit you, but she's going to be cranky," she murmured, "And-And mean…"
"I'll take it," Jaune said softly.
He let her go, and Ruby already missed the feeling of his hug. He sighed and headed up. When he reached the landing of the stairs, Ruby spoke again.
"Jaune, wait."
He stopped and looked back down at Ruby. She gave him a plaintive look.
"Whatever she's up for doing? Could you do it? If it's talking, or training, or... whatever it is she wants to do... be on board? Please?"
Jaune slowly nodded.
"I will. I promise."
Jaune walked up to Yang's room. He took hold of the handle, turned it, and entered. It was decorated much as he expected Yang's room to be: Posters of bands and nightclubs on the walls, clutter everywhere, a punching bag in the corner with some hand weights and Ember Celica lying on a table.
Her new prosthetic arm also lay on the table, untouched.
"Yang?"
Yang was curled up in her bed. She turned back and glared blearily at him.
"Did you cut the crusts off?" She snarked.
"No," he stated flatly. "Look. I..." He grimaced, and sat down on her bed. She kept up her glare.
"You made Ruby cry, Yang," he stated, "Okay? That's not cool."
Yang snorted.
"I don't care," she muttered, turning away.
"I know you care about it," Jaune insisted, "Otherwise you wouldn't be feeling like shit about it. I can tell."
"I don't care, just leave me alone."
"Ruby made me promise to help you," Jaune stated firmly, "So guess what? Until I do, I'm not going anywhere."
Yang glared at him fiercely, sitting up just a bit. She rested on her remaining arm as she did.
"Oh really? How are you going to do that?" Yang shot back nastily.
Jaune shrugged.
"Maybe trying to talk? Look, I…"
He sucked in a breath. Godsdamnit, he was the worst at this. What did he think he was doing? What could he accomplish?
Because Ruby asked me to, his mind supplied.
"I get it," he stated. "All right? I get it."
"No you don't," Yang growled, "You don't get it at all-!"
"I do," Jaune said firmly, glaring into her eyes, "And you don't get to tell me I don't."
Yang seethed.
"Who do you think you are? ''Oh Yang, don't feel so bad, when the girl who loved me left me, she died!' I'm supposed to not feel so bad because you had it worse-?!"
Jaune shot her the angriest, deadliest look she had ever seen on his face. She started at the raw, naked rage and pain burning in his eyes. She scooted back in shock, and even some fear.
"Don't," Jaune managed in a tightly controlled snarl, "You want to hurt everyone just because you can't handle things? Fine. But don't. Bring. Her. Up."
Yang blinked a few times, and she bowed her head. Raw shame filled her.
"... I-I'm sorry," she murmured. "I… That was a bitch move. I-I'm sorry…"
The room was silent except for the sounds of their breathing. Jaune's breathing slowly returned to normal.
"... You should leave," she murmured.
"I promised I wouldn't-"
"I almost said… I almost said something we'd both regret," she choked out. She blinked back her tears.
"And I'm not… I'm not even mad at you."
"Who then?" Jaune asked.
"Myself… Life… I don't fucking know," Yang growled.
"We all are, Yang," Jaune insisted. Yang looked up and glared, her eyes briefly flashing red.
"You don't… You didn't fail like I did! I rushed in, I threw everything I had into it, and I…!" She bit back a sob, and clutched at the stump that was her right arm. "When I came to, Blake was gone, Weiss got kidnapped, Beacon and Vale are in ruins…!"
"That's not your fault!" Jaune stated, "It isn't-!"
"Then why does it fucking feel like it, huh?!" Yang snarled. "There are so many things I could have, should have done differently, damnit! I put in so much effort, I gave up everything but my life and it wasn't enough!"
She pounded her remaining fist on the mattress, making it creak and squeak loudly. She breathed hard, tears slipping down her cheeks as she glared at her knees.
"And she left me… She ran out on me… How the fuck am I supposed to deal with it, huh?" She glared at him. "Just shove it away and ignore it, like you?! Is that working out well for you?! Why do you even care?! You don't have to come here! You don't even have to be in this room talking to me! Why are you trying to help?! I didn't ask for it!"
Jaune closed his eyes. Again, she felt like the worst bitch in the world. She made to apologize, to try and head off his anger… Or hell, maybe she should let him take a swing at her.
She'd more than earned it.
Instead, Jaune slumped down. He looked… So godsdamned tired, like all his energy had vanished into the aether and what was left was a man staring in the abyss.
"... I'm trying to do something about it," Jaune said quietly, "Because… There is no one else to do it."
Yang stared.
"Jaune?"
"Nora and Ren needed leadership… Ruby needed a friend… They needed a plan," he muttered. "They needed to know someone was there for them. Someone who knew what to do. Weiss was gone. Blake too. Your dad's trying but… He's got his own things. Your Uncle Qrow is running around, you barely see him… And you…"
He looked into Yang's eyes.
"I had to step up, because there was no one else," he stated softly. "All I can do is help her. Help them… Help you. Because someone has to. There's no one else."
Yang recalled these same words. Her thoughts when she had to step up after Summer died. How she had to take care of things when Dad was a broken man and Qrow was nowhere to be found.
There's no one else…
Jaune gritted his teeth.
"And if I suck at it, I'm sorry. I'm trying my best, Yang. I'm trying as hard as I can. All right? But then you get on your damn high horse, oh, I'm in sooo much fucking pain! I lost an arm! My partner ran off! You know what I lost?!"
Jaune took a deep angry breath.
"Pyrrha… She wouldn't let me fight with her. She kissed me, she told me she loved me, and then she shoved me into a fucking locker. I couldn't do a damn thing!"
He clenched his fists and glared down at them.
"And the worst part?! The worst part is that I know… I know… I would have just gotten in the damn way if I'd stayed," he growled, "I'd have been less than useless. I know all that… But I still would have stayed. Because if it came down to it? Her life was worth more than mine."
"Jaune, no," Yang tried, but Jaune shook his head.
"I could have at least been a fucking distraction! I could have let her win! If it took my life instead of hers?! Then that would have been worth it! As long as she… As long as everyone else was okay? I'd have been fine with dying! I know what I'm worth!"
He glared right at her.
"So yes Yang, I'm going to sit here, and I'm gonna try to help, because that's what's needed. I failed to be what Pyrrha needed. She died because of it. So I'm going to be what you, and Ruby, and anyone else needs! Okay?!"
Yang stared at him for a long, tense moment. He just kept breathing harshly. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. It was then her anger rose, and her eyes burned red.
She punched him. She couldn't use a lot of her strength since she was sitting down, but his head rocked back. He looked at her in shock and anger.
"You're such a fucking idiot," Yang snarled, "You really-You really think she'd have been happy with you dying?! You think any of us would have been happy if you sacrificed yourself instead of her?! How do you think Ruby would feel if she lost you, huh?!"
"I-I just-!"
"You don't get to pull that shit!" Yang snarled. "Ruby would be broken and lost without you! So would Nora and Ren! I-How would Pyrrha feel, huh?! You thinking that you should have died when she gave everything just so you would live?! You shitbag!"
They panted hard, their faces close together as they shouted at each other. Jaune swallowed, glaring into Yang's eyes.
"And Ruby's lost without you!" He shot back. "So you don't get to pull that shit with me, either! She needs her sister! She needs her team! I don't care if you think you're a jinx or cursed or whatever! She needs you, godsdamnit! We all do! Just because Blake ran off like that cunt of a mother of yours did and you lost your arm doesn't give you a fucking excuse!"
Yang's face went pale. Jaune panted hard, glaring angrily. He expected more abuse, more anger, even another punch…
He didn't expect tears to fall from her eyes and her to bow her head in defeat.
"Shit… Shit, Yang, I-I'm sorry-"
"You're so fucking blunt, you fucking stupid bastard!" Yang sobbed. Without anything else he could think of, he pulled her into a hug. She squirmed a bit, but he tightened his grip to keep her tight against him.
It was funny. Yang was always so loud, so strong and in charge. It was easy to forget how small she was, compared to him. Her face buried in his chest as she sobbed hard and ugly. He held her, and rubbed the small of her back as he had done to comfort his younger sisters in the past.
She cried, and cried, and Jaune couldn't say he didn't cry a little too. But he hid it, and held her, and let her get it all out.
Because he promised Ruby he would.
"You stupid… Fuck…" She muttered, still crying.
"I know… I know," Jaune mumbled back. He sighed softly, smelling her hair. Even in its frazzled state, it still smelled good.
He laid down on the bed with her, just holding her tightly as she continued to cry softly. He continued to stroke her back, and muttered anything soothing he could think of.
After a while, her breathing slowed, and she fell asleep. Jaune was pretty tired himself. He began to move to pull away… But her arm stayed wrapped around his waist.
"No… Don't go," she mumbled, "Please…"
Jaune slid back down and tightened his grip on her. He sighed and looked around the room. His eyes froze when he saw the door was partially open, and who was standing there watching.
Oh shit, Taiyang…
He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but Yang's father just smiled and shook his head. He held up a finger to his lips, before he shut the door.
Jaune held in a sigh. He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his armor, hoodie, and belt, and pulled the covers up over both Yang and himself. She snuggled in closer. He nuzzled the top of her head, and closed his eyes.
Yang woke up in darkness, feeling warm and safe. She felt Jaune's breath against her hair, and his arms around her shoulders. She sighed softly, as warmth flooded her body. She bit her lower lip.
She could make out his handsome face in the dim light of the broken moon through the window. She felt his muscular chest, covered only by a thin shirt. It all seemed to go right to her core. She felt her womb clench, as her pussy moistened.
The doctors had told her that she might experience intense mood swings due to her depression. Making a move on Jaune might easily be a really big mistake… But right now, she couldn't imagine it ending badly. Not with how she was feeling.
Not with Jaune.
"Hnn..." She squirmed against him. "Hey, Jaune?"
Her voice was very quiet, but he woke up all the same. He tightened his grip around her more protectively, and her heart fluttered.
Oh shit… Yeah… Okay…
"Don't freak out, but... this is really doing it for me right now," she murmured.
"Doing…?" Jaune asked, blinking in the moonlight. She rolled over, and clumsily climbed on top of him. She rested her crotch on his, the thin material of her shorts rubbing against the denim of his jeans. She felt him harden, and she rolled her hips significantly.
His eyes widened in comprehension.
"Oh... I mean... Oh."
"... So, if you're like... in the mood? I'm down for it, right now."
He stared at her. In a flash, her mood dampened, and she moved her hand to the stump of her arm.
"I-I mean… You don't have to," she whispered, feeling self conscious as he stared, "I-I mean… I know I don't look… I mean, my arm and all…"
This was stupid. This was so stupid. She just wanted him so much… And…
She felt his arms wrap around her. She turned her eyes back to him. He pressed his nose against hers.
"You're beautiful," he murmured. He pressed his lips to hers. The warmth came roaring back, and her doubts were cast aside.
Jaune for his part prayed that Pyrrha would understand as he kissed Yang. He broke it only to nuzzle her. She smelled and felt so good…
Yang returned the nuzzle, and then buried her face in the crook of his neck. Despite being depressed, Yang wasn't a slob, she showered every day. She had to, on account of the stump.
He reached out behind her to get his gloves and gauntlets off. This done, his hands began to slowly caress and grasp her body, becoming an extension of his tight hug.
Yang in turn began to run her hand up and down his back, and tugged at his shirt. Taking the hint, he yanked it off and tossed it aside. Her hand went all over his bare flesh, and she pushed herself tightly against him as they resumed kissing.
"Hnn..."
He was being gentle and patient, rubbing her sides and her back. It felt good.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
She was breathing audibly as she began to kiss his neck and shoulders.
"Haaa... Y-Yang..." He began returning the kisses to her cheek and neck, his hands finding the underneath of her shirt and sliding up-It was hard to stay focused when her braless breasts were tight against him and begging to be touched.
"Take it off," Yang whispered.
He yanked her shirt up off her, taking care around her stump, and let it fall off. He sucked in another deep breath as he ate up the view. She blushed deeply at how intense his look was, her hair spread out behind her, and her large, perfect breasts.
She was used to people staring at her in lust, in envy, in admiration, before Beacon fell. Afterwards, the few people she had seen from before gave her looks of pity, or in the case of Ruby, guilt. But Jaune's look was so earnest and so sincere. Not an ounce of pity or guilt in his eyes.
"Beautiful," he whispered.
His hands went up, weighing her breasts and gently squeezing them.
"Mm..." She bit her lower lip, and squirmed in his lap happily.
Seeing she liked this, he got a bit more daring, planting a kiss on her lips while his hands explored her large, round tits with more confidence. Soon enough they were massaging her undersides and gently pinching her nipples, sending bursts of heat right down to her womb.
"Ah..." She caught the back of his head and pulled him in, taking the lead on the next kiss.
He let her, kissing her hungrily. as his fingers tweaked and teased her nipples.
"Mm... ah... ahm..." She liked it, pushing her breasts into his hands
He grunted, fingers applying more pressure as he rocked himself against her. His jeans felt very tight all of a sudden.
Yang broke the kiss and pushed back against him, her breath hitching as they ground into each other.
"... Fuck... you're making me hot..." She whispered.
"Hah... Hahh... Heh..." He struggled a bit, trying to get his jeans off while one hand kept playing with her tits.
Yang was just as unceremonious, kissing him deeply while she pushed down her shorts and the panties with them.
Finally, he got his jeans undone and wriggled to get out of them, his cock already standing proudly through the gap in his boxers before he pushed them off as well.
Yang finally got her shorts and panties past her knees as she fell onto her back on the bed. She moved to kick them off and spread her legs open. To her mild embarrassment, she was a bit of a mess down there, but at least Jaune knew she was a natural blonde.
Her eyes found something more interesting to focus on: His cock, as he kicked his jeans and boxers off and stood on his knees between her legs. Her face went bright red.
I knew it was big from touch but… Wow…!
"Uh…" Jaune looked at her in uncertainty, "Is it… Okay?"
She laughed softly and reached up with her arm to pull him down into a kiss.
"Why do you even bother with a sword when you can just slap your enemies with this thing?!"
He laughed a little himself, the tension broken.
He returned the kiss happily, moaning into her mouth before she broke it. She spread her legs.
"Go slow, okay?" She asked, a hint of vulnerability in her tone.
Jaune flushed, and nodded. He pulled her tight against him, as she lifted her legs up over his hips, and pushed into her. He let out a little gasp, and grit his teeth as he penetrated her.
"... Haa... ah!" Yang clamped her mouth shut after her gasp, that was louder than she wanted it.
But... goodness, it felt incredible.
"Uh... s-slow... quiet..." She whispered.
Her family was in this house after all. The walls weren't thin, but still...
"Hnn..." Jaune nodded, and slowly began to thrust into her, slowly but firmly. Yang bit down another gasp.
"Mm…!" She nuzzled his neck again as he began to fuck her with slow, steady thrusts. "Mm... mm... mm…!"
She was squeezing him so tightly...! He was afraid she was still a virgin, though it seemed at odds with the wild girl's reputation.
He kept his motions slow and strong though, and kissed her neck back as he bodily rolled his hips up against hers, the clapping sound loud in the quiet of the night.
"Mm! Ah! Ah... y-yeah... yeah..." She hugged him, and her legs wound more tightly around him.
"... Yeah... do that... ah... ah... ahh…!"
She bit her lip hard as her pussy convulsed. It was small, but definitely an orgasm.
"Ahh... Haaa... Y-Yang, Yang…!" He tried frantically to keep his mind free of how amazing she felt, just focusing on moving... Moving...! He kissed her.
"Mmm... Mmngh... Mmm…!"
She broke it with a soft gasp.
"Yeah... ah... aw... fuck..." She gripped the back of his hair. "K-keep doing that... ah... Jaune… Please…!"
Her pussy was clenching like a hot vise every time he went in, forcing his way deeper, deeper. Her strong legs and one armed hug drove him on, as though she sought to meld with him completely.
"Y-Yang..."
He reached down, trying to find her clit in her curls. Yang bit back a loud cry, and shook her head frantically.
"D-don't worry about that... just... just keep fucking me… Fuck meeee…!"
"I… Yang… I'm gonna...!" He kept pounding away, harder, a bit faster as his desperation grew and she got so slick it was like he was fucking in oil. She kissed him again and again.
I should pull out… I need to pull out… He thought to himself. He made to retreat, but Yang's strong legs crossed behind the small of his back.
"Yang… I-I can't…!"
"Do it," she gasped in his ear, "Inside! Inside meee~!"
"Hnnnn~!"
He shot off into her-A big load, several spurts, that raged against her cervix to try and get into her womb. His Aura flared, and their connection was like lightning that shot through her nervous system.
"Mmf!" She bit his neck, jolted by his stronger thrusts when he began to cum inside her and the surge of warmth and power. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she screamed against his throat in orgasm.
"Nnngh!" He kept going, pounding her through his orgasm, unwilling to be the only one to feel this good... And his Aura lit up, making his eyes glow.
Even through his orgasm, his thrusts gained speed, and he wasn't panting quite as hard as before as he pounded her into the bed.
"Uh... uh... uh… J-Jaune, Jaunnnneee…!" She relaxed her grip, only to tighten it again, and she began to gasp audibly as he pumped into her.
"Haa... Haa... haaa…!" He didn't know why but he felt... Energized again! And it felt so good! He kissed her feverishly, and she returned it just as eagerly. Their tongues frantically wrestled as he kept fucking her.
"Haaa~!" Yang broke the kiss to get some air, staring up at the ceiling with a broad grin.
"Ah... ah... J-Jaune... f-fuck... I'm... I'm...!"
He kissed her hard, keeping her quiet, gripping her hair tightly. Her eyes flashed red as she moaned loudly.
She clamped her legs harder to hold him still, the way her hips bucked up into his thrusts telling him plenty: She had cum, and hard.
He wanted her to cum more. He wanted her to forget everything but how good she felt, how good she made him feel.
His fingers found her clit and rubbed it for all he was worth, hips rolling harder against hers. His second orgasm was getting close, but he didn't fight it, he just kept going!
"Mmm... mmm... mmm...! MMM!" Yang broke the kiss again, unable to contain her cry. She squirted all over his cock and balls, drenching the bed underneath them.
"AHHHH! JAUNE! FUCK!"
She came again, and her breath came out with loud, desperate gasps as her vision turned white.
He clasped his hand over her mouth tightly, and bit down his groan as he released again, filling her up with another load, just as big as before. With that, another surge of Aura that rocketed through both of them.
"NNnngh...! Y-Yang…!"
He slowed, panting, even as his stamina returned and his cock hardened again. He cupped her cheek to check on her.
Yang huffed through her nose, loudly, as she stared up at him in amazement. Her whole body was shaking. Little orgasms sparked inside her, her womb clenching and her pussy squeezing his cock. Even through her blissful state, she listened to the house.
No movement from outside... No sign anyone had heard anything.
Yet if anyone came in now, there would be no hiding what they were doing.
… Fuck it, She thought.
"Ah... ah... ah..." She raised her legs up over his shoulders. He carefully pushed them back, back, until he had her in a full mating press. She was absolutely helpless now.
"Keep going," she whispered, "Don't stop… Don't stop…"
Jaune bent down and kissed her so tenderly she sobbed against his lips. He stopped for a second, and pulled back in concern.
"Are you-?"
She grabbed his hair and yanked him back into the kiss, before impatiently rocking her hips up against his. He got the message.
Jaune woke up to an empty bed. He opened his eyes, then shut them tightly with a grimace at the bright sunshine now assaulting his senses. He reached around the bed for Yang, but couldn't feel her.
Wha… What…?
He forced his eyes open, and the world swam into focus. He saw the familiar surroundings of Yang's room. He was naked, and felt sore and achy in all the best ways. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air, and there were some wet spots on the mattress.
The memories hit him, and he leaned back in astonishment and fatigue.
They went for hours. Over and over again. Jaune's Aura and stamina kept him hard with nearly no refractory period, and Yang was too horny to let him get away before she'd drained him dry. It wasn't until the first signs of sunlight began to peek through the blinds that they finally collapsed, cuddling each other tightly while trying to avoid the wet spots.
"Hey."
He slowly turned his head to the door. Yang stood there, wearing nothing but two towels-One on her body, the other wrapped around her hair. She was adjusting her prosthetic arm, clenching and unclenching her fingers.
"Hey," he replied. She smiled warmly at him, walking over to plant a kiss on his lips. He returned it gently, as she reached out with her organic hand to cup his cheek.
"Haa…" She broke the kiss and nuzzled him, before she slid into the bed to cuddle with him. He pulled her tight against him, enjoying her warmth.
"Um… So…" Yang began. Jaune looked over at her, suddenly concerned. The full impact of what they'd done hit him.
"Are… Are you okay?" He asked quietly.
"Aside from a limp? I'm…I'm amazing," she replied, beaming happily. Her lilac eyes practically shone as she hugged him. She sniffled and began to cry, and Jaune, alarmed, stroked her back.
"Yang? Are you sure?"
"Y-Yeah… Again, mood swings," she mumbled. At his stare, she shook her head.
"I don't regret what we did," she said firmly, "At all. Hell, I have never felt this good ever." She nuzzled him lovingly. He returned it with a smile. "How the hell are you that good?"
"My sisters."
Yang raised an eyebrow. Jaune coughed and shook his head.
"N-Not like that! It's just, they all shared way too much about their sex lives when they thought I couldn't hear… Or when they wanted to 'teach me' how to handle a woman, they told me all about it…" He shuddered a bit. Yang smiled warmly.
"Well… I think your mental scarring was worth it, huh?" She teased. "Hell… I kinda want to have eight kids with you, stud."
Jaune chuckled, feeling some well earned male pride.
"Runs in the family, heh…"
A thought hit him like a sledgehammer.
"Are… Are you on birth control?" He asked, as gently as he could.
Yang flushed.
"Um… I mean… I…"
Jaune stared at Yang, as she worried her lower lip with her teeth. In an instant, he slid off the bed, and onto the floor. Totally nude, he looked up and took the confused looking Yang's hands in both of his. He looked up at her, utterly serious.
"Yang. If you get pregnant, I swear, I won't leave you. I'll take responsibility. I'll be the best dad and husband ever. I'll take care of you, and do everything I can to make you happy. Arc's word."
She blushed bright red. He had the mental image of her with a round belly, and him holding her hand over her stomach. The knowledge that they had made a child together, they were together and happy... He smiled up at her, eyes shining, as she stuttered.
"G-Geez, Jaune, I-"
"I'll ask your dad for permission to marry you right now-"
Yang laughed. She pulled him up onto the bed and hugged him.
"Idiot. All Huntresses get a birth control implant as part of our physical," she explained, in between her giggles.
Jaune sagged a bit, in relief or disappointment, he didn't know.
"Oh…"
"Though with how much you pumped into me, I'm a little worried too!" She laughed, "Guess you do know how to bake, with how much you creamedpied me! Eh? Eh?"
Jaune managed a small laugh. He then looked her right in the eyes, smiling.
"I meant every word, you know," he said softly.
Yang's gaze softened in return, as she leaned forward to nuzzle him.
"I know," she murmured. She held his hands in hers.
"Um… Kind of crazy to ask, but you wanna… Go out? Be together? Something like that?" Yang asked, her cheeks red. "Boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Jaune blinked.
"And maybe, one day… Kids and… And stuff?" Yang asked, looking a bit more unsure.
Jaune nodded.
"If you want to? Yeah," he said. "Absolutely."
Yang beamed like the sun, and he pulled her into a kiss. She engaged in sloppy, happy tonsil hockey with him, embracing him tightly.
She broke the kiss and nuzzled him again, sighing against his chest.
"So uh," Jaune began, "I can just go out the window, come in, and maybe-"
Yang shook her head.
"Dad checked in on us when you were sleeping," she said.
Jaune's eyes widened, and he choked on his own spit.
"He-I mean-Oh shit-!"
Yang held him tightly, preventing him from fleeing.
"It's okay! It's okay! He's fine with it. I mean, if he wasn't, he'd have already killed you," Yang said. She winked. "You'd have gone out with a Yang."
"That's really not funny," Jaune muttered. Yang giggled and kissed his cheek.
"It'll be fine," she said warmly. "Or he's luring you into a false sense of security to kill you later. Who can tell?"
Her towel fell from her chest, letting Jaune see her glorious, amazing tits. He stared at them, as she lifted them up with one arm to give him a better view.
"Worth it," he whispered. Yang kissed his cheek.
"Good boy," she murmured. "Now, I'm hungry, so…"
Jaune made to get up.
"I'll just grab a shower-"
Yang pressed her artificial hand against his chest, and pushed him back down onto the bed. She sank to her knees, and licked her lips as her organic hand wrapped around his cock. Jaune's eyes widened as she grinned up at him.
"I'm hungry now," she purred, before she went down on him. "Homph!"
Jaune's eyes rolled for the ceiling, gasping as Yang proceeded to go down on him.
"Ohhh my Gods…!"
Yang gagged around his dick, going as far as she could on the monster, before pulling back with her lips wrapped tightly around it. She bobbed up and down his length, sucking him off like a woman possessed.
"Ahh... Haa... Haaa...!" He gripped her long hair and moaned loudly "Ohhhh~!"
Yang looked up at him, her lips wrapped around the midlength of his cock. Sucking it slowly, she bobbed her head slowly, working her lips up towards the tip before descending to the base-her tongue slipping and sliding around his cock.
"Ohhh G-Gods Yannnng...!"
He'd never had a blowjob before, and it showed-He shot off almost immediately, so caught off guard by her raw eroticism.
"Mmph!" She caught it in her mouth, and began gulping each salvo down as they filled her mouth.
"Ahhh... Ahhhnngh...!"
He pushed his hips up and moaned loudly.
"Mmmmghghghhhhh..." She gulps it down, the last of it, before slowly pulling back with a smug, cat-like smile on her face.
"Haaa... Haaa... Haaa... Y-Yannng..." He shook his head. "H-How… Wow… I… How…?"
"I'm not… I mean…" She looked aside, licking her lips. "I do have some experience… Though uh… You're actually the first I ever went all the way with."
Jaune gaped at her in shock. Yang blushed deeply, and scowled at him.
"What? I know what my reputation is like, but you're the-You're actually my first, so-!"
He pulled her into a deep, loving kiss. She returned it, hugging him tightly.
"Mmmm…" Jaune murmured against her lips. "I think I love you, you sexy weirdo."
"Heh," Yang snickered, nuzzling him back, "Same, you dork…"
Jaune quickly grabbed his shower, dressed, and went downstairs. Nora and Ruby were already at the table, Nora bouncing up and down and singing about pancakes while Ruby looked like she was barely awake. Ren was at the stove, cooking up breakfast.
"Morning," he greeted. Nora beamed.
"Morning Jaune-Jaune!" She said cheerfully.
"Morning," Ruby managed, yawning.
"Good morning Jaune," Ren greeted.
Jaune got the juice pitcher and some glasses. He began setting them out and filling them up, Nora gulping hers down almost immediately while Ruby sipped hers. He then got the coffee going as Ren divvied out eggs, bacon, and pancakes. He sat down to begin eating, when a familiar blond man opened the door and walked into the house. He nodded to them all.
"Morning, kids."
"Good morning Master Taiyang," Ren said politely.
"Morning~!" Nora chirped.
"Morning Dad," Ruby managed.
"Morning sir," Jaune said.
Taiyang sat down across from Jaune, his expression still nice and pleasant as he dug into his food. Ren took his seat, and dutifully allowed Nora to feed him. She was making airplane noises after all. Ruby mumbled and began to stick her fork into her food like a zombie.
Jaune tensed up.
Taiyang buttered some toast, and ate it slowly. Jaune stared at him, mechanically taking the mug of coffee Ruby handed him. He sipped it, the caffeine helping him with the sudden feeling of doom that had settled upon him like a lead blanket.
"So…" Taiyang began, "Jaune?"
"Mm?" Jaune grunted.
"Thank you for sleeping with Yang."
"PFFFFFFFT!" Jaune spat out his coffee all over his eggs. Nora gaped. Ren's eyes actually widened.
Ruby, abruptly awake, shouted:
"WHATWITHWHONOW?!"
"Ahhh... Um... I didn't... I mean...!" Jaune tried. Taiyang continued to smile.
Jaune stopped stuttering, and took a deep breath.
"... You're... Welcome, sir?"
Taiyang chuckled even as Ruby gaped at Jaune. Her cheeks were bright red.
"Yang is an adult, and a Huntress. I'm not going to give you the business," Taiyang explained.
"Oh. Um… Yeah," Jaune managed.
"I am going to warn you not to break her heart, though," Taiyang said, still smiling but now with a terrible glint in his eyes. Jaune rapidly shook his head.
"I wouldn't!"
"Good," Taiyang stated, "Because then I'd have to make you wish I'd killed you."
Jaune nodded vigorously.
"Y-Yes sir!"
Yang came in, smiling.
"Morning, gang," she greeted. Ruby's eyes widened in shock.
"Yang?! You're wearing your new arm?"
"Well, yeah," Yang said with a shrug, and a quick, red faced glance at Jaune, "Gotta get used to it if I'm going to get back in the game, right?"
Ruby grinned happily, and with a burst of petals, launched herself at her big sister to hug her tightly.
"YANG!" She cried happily. Yang hugged her back, patting her on the head. Jaune smiled happily, a smile he shared with his new girlfriend as she embraced her little sister.
They came to the table, Ruby sitting on his left side with a giddy, hopeful smile, Yang on his right side with a blush and a grin. He grinned back, holding Yang's hand in his own. Ruby squeezed his other arm, and mouthed 'thank you' to him.
Somehow… He'd actually helped this team. He'd helped this family. He could only hope Pyrrha would approve… And understand.
Nora, uncharacteristically silent for all this time, turned her eyes on Jaune and grinned.
"Sexual therapy! IT WORKS!" She crowed. She pointed at Jaune.
"Now go bang Blake!"
For the second time in as many minutes, Jaune spewed his coffee.
"WHAT?!"
"It'll make her better!" Nora insisted.
Yang scowled through her blush.
"Ugh, guys... Jaune did not make me feel better with his dick!"
Ren had bowed his head and hidden his mouth behind his hands. Taiyang too was suspiciously covering his mouth with a coffee mug. Nora scowled back at Yang.
"Yes he did! We're seeing the proof right now!"
"I mean…" Jaune shrugged, his cheeks bright red. Yang's matched his, as did Ruby's.
"Well, I felt better, but we actually talked for like... three hours before he even tried to stick it in," she said, "About a lot of stuff-That doesn't mean I'm over everything-!"
"But it's a start!" Nora declared, "We have him talk to people and then stick it in! IT'S FOOLPROOF!"
Jaune sighed, reached over with his fork, and shoved pancakes into Nora's mouth.
"Please stop talking."
"Mmmph!" Nora whined.
"I'm not letting my boyfriend bang my friends for therapy," Yang stated firmly. Jaune nodded, and shared a warm smile with her. She leaned in to affectionately bump her head against his. He again went for his coffee, as Yang smirked.
"Not without me, anyway."
"PFFFFT! YANG!"
She laughed, and hugged him tight.
My first RWBY smut fic. I hope you enjoyed it. I really like this pairing and think it could have had an enormous amount of potential in the canon.