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The civilian refugees from GaiLong were all boarding trains to Mistral. But we, my friends, girlfriend, (I struggled with that one, still) and I, were staying. Something had to be done about the Nuckelavee. Something had to be done about Vernal. We were the ones to do it. Vernal was a monster and combined with the Nuckelavee she and her bandit clan were something that couldn't be left unchecked. And I had to figure at this point she just liked what she was doing. There was no reason for her to destroy so many villages so quickly unless she liked destroying villages.

If she was after money or valuables or other loot she could get that. She could barter and blackmail for it. If she was after food or water or dust she could buy it or steal it.

She must like it when civilians die horribly. She got off on it in some sick way and to be honest… to be perfectly honest I sort of got that. I mean, don't get me wrong, it was awful and horrible and you obviously shouldn't do it. A pragmatic bandit would milk the villages like cattle and not slaughter them for the shits and giggles they got from it. But I sort of saw where she was coming from. I could see why she got pleasure from it.

There was a bit of a power trip to killing someone. I've done it twice now. And… I was developing a bit of a taste for it. Unwinding a mortal coil was gross and disgusting but so was jerking off. And I'd done that more than I was proud of. Having power over life and death was sort of fun. It was sort of fun to kill somebody.

I think that made me a bad person.

But it didn't change how I felt. When I crushed the second kid it was a little fun. When I shredded the first kid I hadn't been upset by the act so much as I'd not wanted Ruby to see.

Killing Cinder Fall was going to be a lot of fun. Twisting the spring until it was all stretched out and maybe breaking it into pieces was going to be better than sex.

I was… starting to think that there was something wrong with me. Much like Vernal I didn't want money though I could make it and get it easily enough. Money was boring. Sex and murder weren't. Sex and murder were difficult. They were challenging and they were an obstacle. It was somebody trying to survive and you just saying 'no.' And then it was you enforcing that. And it was sort of like the pleasure I got from making Ruby orgasm. The power I had over her body. The power I had over life and death. It felt good and right and domineering.

"So you fought her? It was Vernal?" Ruby asked me alone in our room.

"It was her. She took credit. She called it her calling card," I answered.

"That's so… that's so sick. It's disgusting."

"I'm a killer too…"

"Not the same," Ruby disagreed. "What you've done is not the same as what Vernal is doing. It isn't the same at all. Don't say that."

I sighed. "What if I told you it was the same?" I asked. "What if I'm like that too? I want to kill Cinder. I want to kill Vernal. And I don't want to kill them because killing them is somehow right. I want to kill them because I want them to die."

"It isn't the same," Ruby insisted. "Cinder and Vernal are both major threats. They both have to go down some way and somehow. You killing either one isn't a bad thing. It's… it's heroic."

"Is it?" I pressed. "I'm telling you that's not why I want to kill them. I'm telling you that it's me. I want to murder them. I don't want excuses or justifications. That's so… it's dishonest. You keep trying to do me justice but there is no justice in this. I'm not doing it for justice or for humanity or to save people. I'm doing it because I want to. I want to kill them. I think something is wrong with me. I totally get why Vernal is killing people. I totally do. I see why she likes it. It's the same with me."

"Cinder and Vernal are different. You're a good person. Hey, do you really think you have me fooled? I think I would know if you were a bad person and you're not. You're just not. You're sweet. And kind. And you always take the worst responsibilities on yourself because you're a leader. You're always training and sure that's to kill Cinder but like I said she has to go. You're constantly trying to improve yourself and searching for your faults. I like that about you. You want to fix yourself. But sometimes that means you see something wrong with yourself where there is no problem."

I just stared at Ruby. She was wearing her tight corset, skirt, and leggings. It shoved her chest and gave her wonderful cleavage. And her legs got me out of bed in the morning, man. Her thighs and figure were so on point. She looked like a little angelic super model and she glowed with her aura. I realized it was that which I was tasting. Her aura against mine had a more than pleasant buzz to it. I could smell the flowers and cinnamon. It was a fresh and gentle smell that made my mouth water.

"What?" Ruby asked. She kicked one leg over the other on the bed. She wasn't wearing her boots. It gave me a fantastic view up her leggings and skirt.

"I'm just…" I trailed. "I've got nothing. I've got no excuse. I like looking at you…"

"Really?" She raised an elegant eyebrow at me. Her soft silver eyes glowed up at me from where she reclined from under wolfish bangs. I paced over to the bed so that I was at her feet.

"Am I allowed to look at you?" I wondered. "However I want? As much as I want?"

"Of course you are. Why wouldn't you be?"

"I don't know. I've never had a girlfriend before…" I towered over her. I was shirtless with just bandages and a pair of baggy black pants. I swept my right hand through my hair as I gazed down at her. She sat back even further. At the foot of the bed where I stood her legs spread apart in the tights.

"You're allowed to do more than look at me… If you're feeling up for it..." she murmured.

I leaned over her on the bed and put a hand next to her head and knelt between her legs. I crawled until I was hovering right over her little face and pouty lips. Her eyes flickered from mine to my lips and back again. She spread her legs a little more apart and our cores met where I knelt. I slid one hand up her leg starting at the knee with the silky tights. I chased the fabric up under her skirt until I found soft rosy flesh. My cold hands splayed over her warm thigh and I could feel the material of her panties. I rubbed a gentle circle with my thumb into the space just to the left of her hip bone.

She let out this little low whine. I swallowed. I was hungry. Gods, just looking at her was making me hungry. Her still-growing breasts protruded out at me in that tight corset. I fell onto my elbow on my left hand over her and she shrank back into the mattress. She looked so small. She was tiny compared to me. I was at least twice as broad at the shoulder than her slender frame and I had more than a head of height on her.

Her aura was all around me. I gulped it down greedily. I imagined she could taste my own as well. It hummed like electricity between us where our souls met. I kissed her and she shut her eyes. She moved her lips against mine and let out a little shaky sigh through her nose. I slipped my right hand up to her tight stomach in the space just above her panties. I felt the muscles there under my hand under soft skin. She moaned. It was a tiny noise that I swallowed whole. Her lips parted a little and I swept my tongue into her mouth. Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me in closer. One of her hands came up to my hair and the other came to my side.

She pulled away a little and swept her hand through my hair. She grabbed a fistful of it. "I'm so glad you're alive. And safe. You have to stop almost dying on me."

"For you? I'd die in a heartbeat," I affirmed. "I'd put the moon back together if you asked me to. Go ahead. Ask me."

"I don't want the moon…"

"Then ask me for something else. Ask me to die for you. Ask me to kill for you. I'd hound your enemies to the Remnants of this world. Ask me to run your campaigns. Ask me. Please, I'm begging you to."

"Stay with me," she whimpered. Did she have any idea what she did to me when she talked like that? Lords above she teased and taunted me, a delicious ripe fruit I couldn't help but to pluck from the tree and eat wholeheartedly.

I hummed at her and kissed her little round nose. Then I went for her lips. She gently rubbed me on the side where the bandages were and gripped me fiercely by the hair. I groaned in the kiss and ground down into her core. She gasped and tilted her hips upwards to meet me. She pulled me in with her legs and tilted her pelvis up to maximize the friction we had. I slipped my right hand around and under her waist and pulled her upwards and towards me. She rolled her hips against where I was growing hard and I was pressed in my baggy pants right up against the bottom of her panties. I could feel her heartbeat there where we met between our legs. It was beating fast. I was doing that to her. I was making her heart race and forcing her to feel… I felt a wetness as we thrust together. I ran my length hard against her soft mound and between her lips.

I kissed her even harder. My tongue chased its way into her mouth and found where she was hiding and pinned her down. She whined loudly into my mouth. I leaned back and sat up onto my legs. I stared down at her flushed face and where her skirt bunched up around my pants. It was hiding nothing and teasing everything. She had to release my hair. She sat up with me and reached out and grabbed me through the baggy pants. She gripped my length and gave it a little squeeze and I moaned and bobbed my hips into her hands. She grinned.

"You like that?" She asked. She rubbed her thumb against me while she gripped me. I could only moan and manage a half hearted glare. She giggled adorably. "Come here…" she tempted and pulled me closer to her, gently using her grip on me. I reached up to the apex of her thighs and touched her flower. She gave a hiccupping gasp. I ran a finger across the wet fabric and up and down. I grabbed her panties with both hands and pulled them down off of her.

"Take your pants off…" she whimpered. I got up from the bed and shucked my pants down. She was trying to untie her corset when I pushed her back down and knelt between her legs again. I slid into her entrance under her skirt and she abandoned trying to take off her clothes as I slid all the way into her. She held out a hand against my chest. "W-wait…" I did. I hesitated with her warm wetness wrapped around me. It engulfed me and I felt it in time with her heartbeat and my own.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It hurts. It's… it's so full. Hold on. I need a second to adjust. Wow, it hurts," she managed. "I feel like I can hardly breathe." Her hands fell to her breasts in the corset. Her palms grabbed her chest there and she squeezed. She leaned back into the bed and sighed. Her legs came up around my waist again. I pulled out slowly and she moaned loudly and long. She gripped every single inch of me as I slowly retreated from her until just the tip remained. She gave me a tug with her legs when it became clear I wasn't moving. I sank back into her and fell on top of her. Her wetness was getting on her skirt. I reached down and grabbed her by the bone of her hips on both sides. I touched her cervix with my head and pressed against it.

I kissed her again as deeply as I could manage. I pulled out slowly and thrust in again just as slowly. She sighed. "This is nice…" she breathed.

I could hardly stand it. I wanted to take her apart. I fucked her slowly with long gentle pushes and pulls of my hips. Every time I sheathed myself all the way inside her she gasped and as I was doing it she played with her own breasts. She rubbed them and gave them little squeezes.

"Faster…" she whispered. "A little faster…" I obeyed immediately and changed my rhythm up. I started giving her long strong pushes with a little more rapidity.

"Oooh, Jaune. You make me feel so full." I wanted to impossibly fill her up even more. I wanted to tear into her. She made me so devastatingly hungry that there wasn't much I could do. The front of her skirt was getting more and more wet. She was positively soaking and it wasn't stopping. She reached up one hand and threaded it through my hair. I put my tongue in her mouth and she sucked on it gently with a little moan.

I pulled back out and easily turned her over until she was on all fours. She got the memo and pushed her butt out and slipped inside of her again. It was deeper at this angle and she whined. I pulled her by the hips back into me so I was impaling her over and over again. I thrust down so that there was pressure against her front at that rough spot I knew she liked.

"Ah, Jaune. You're going to make me come…"

"Yeah?" I asked. "You want to come sweetheart?"

"I do. I do so bad. I want it so bad."

"Beg me for it," I demanded. "Beg for me to make you come. Beg for my dick. Do it or I'll stop."

"Nooo… don't stop…"

"Beg me." I demanded. I thrust into her three hard times in a row such that she cried out when I hit her deepest parts.

"Please let me come. Please give me your long, hard cock. I want it. I like inside me. Won't you please finish inside me. It feels good when you finish inside me. Please, I want it. I'll do whatever you want."

I was getting close and I pulsed with a precome tremor inside her and she moaned loudly. Her left leg was shaking under her own weight though she was very light. She couldn't keep herself quiet or still. I was unraveling her into a mess. I bent down over her and felt the bed near her face. She was… she was drooling from it.

I lost it at that. I lost it inside her. I came with a groan and she moaned and pushed back against me as her walls clenched. "Oh Jaune…"

"Ruby…" I moaned. "You tease me so bad. And you have no idea when you're doing it. I wanted to destroy you in this little skirt so bad so many times. You deserve so much worse. You miserable tease."

"I like when you make me beg…" she whimpered. "Cuddle me."

I had no choice. I pulled her close to me and laid back on the bed. I spooned her as close as I could to my body.

If Yang ever found out about this I was going to die. But it would one hundred percent be worth it.

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-WG