A/N: Hello once more! Sorry this took so long to get out. It's just... I had a schedule change and some stuff happen in my personal life, so for the last couple of weeks I wasn't really in the mood to write anything, not even for the actual novel I'm making. Sorry bout that. This really, really should've been out at least a week ago. So, once again, sorry.
RWBY is owned by Viz Media and was created by the late Monty Oum
Clout
Chapter 10, pt 2
As the two of them made their way back into Team RWBY's dorm Yang couldn't help but notice the look of intense thought on her girlfriend's face. She had been like that the entire way back from the library, and Jaune. Knowing what she knew, Yang could guess what was going through the girl's mind. She was finally deciding on how to take her shot.
Or, so she thought. Yang really, really wanted to know what she was thinking, after all. The silence on the ride back had been unusually stifling for her, what with Blake not responding to anything she had said besides a few monosyllable grunts.
How did she know that that? She'd asked her if she'd be down for a threesome between her, Yang, and the currently incarcerated Adam Taurus. She had said yes...
Yang shook her head at that as the pair entered their dorm room to find both Ruby and Weiss sitting at their personal desks planning something. Yang only needed one guess to realize what that was about.
She smirked as she flipped her gorgeous hair over a shoulder and made her way towards the bathroom to "freshen up" before she went to see Jaune later. He'd be back from the Library in another hour or so after he finished doing the research for one of their school projects. One that Yang hadn't even started yet. She mentally shrugged at that, not caring, as she did. Jaune said he would text her when he got back so she had plenty of time to get ready, and her legs were feeling a bit too hairy today.
As she did she overheard Ruby mutter to herself, "Idiot. How could you forget to add a watch! Of course he'd think that. It looks like one. Argh! Why is this so difficult!" Yang glanced over to see her baby sister hard at work designing... something, while rubbing at a certain locket she got last year on her birthday. Oh, her poor, sweet Ru-baby. Hard at work like usual in trying to catch her prize. Maybe she should offer some help?
She had barely let that thought form in her mind before with a faint frown on her face she nodded and made her way over to her sister. "Heya, Sis," Yang called as she walked to to stand next to the desk with a hip cocked and her and resting on it. "What ya doin'?"
"Hey, Yang! Glad you guys are back from the library. We have team training later. Gotta be prepared for the Vytal Festival." Ruby responded absently as she began to disassemble what looked to be some kind of fancy, smancy watch to Yang. she knew it probably wasn't. Her little sister was a marvel when it came to inventions, after all.
Now, if only she could use that genius to catch herself a man. Specifically, a certain dense, if rather handsome blond one.
"Oh, yeah, right. The tournament." Yang replied absently herself, for once more interested in helping her sister out with a problem than in the joy of punching someone. Well, more than usual, at any rate. In her mind it was high time the rest of her team got on the Jaune train. There was an awful lot of room on it these days, she smirked to herself, thinking on a certain part of the man's anatomy. Well, parts, actually...
"So, what all this about, anyway?" She asked as she shook those thoughts from her head and came back to reality with a quick glance to Weiss as she heard the girl in white get up from her desk with a smirk after going over the contents of a truly massive binder to then lie down on her bed and begin reading something on her Scroll.
"The plan," Ruby responded absently as she wrote in a notebook full of her busy handwriting before crossing something out on the blueprint before her, one full of a series of complicated diagrams for some kind of device, frowning to herself as she tapped at her bottom lip with the chalk in her hand.
"The plan?" Yang asked, an eyebrow arched delicately.
"The plan," Ruby confirmed, still more focused on her work.
Yang stood there for a moment more in silence, watching her sister hard at work, before shrugging to herself and turned to once more make her way to the bathroom. She didn't quite get it, but Ruby seemed to know what she was doing, so she'd just opt to stand to one side and see what happened next. If her sister needed her for any reason, she would be there.
Just as she made to open the door a quiet voice rang out in the quiet of the room. "Hey, guys?"
They all turned from what they were doing to find the resident cat girl nervously rubbing at her arm as she looked down, her discomfort bleeding off of her in waves. "Yeah, Blake," Ruby said, suddenly concerned for her. "What is it?"
Blake continued to rub at her arm as she glanced up at them a couple of times before finally she said, "Can I ask a favor of you guys?"
/ /
Roughly an hour later...
Team JNPR's dorm room...
Yang laid there panting, her chest bare and glistening with sweat as Jaune rolled off of her to do the same. She turned to look at him, grinning, as he clutched at her hand and asked, "So,*Pant, pant* what was all that about? *Pant, pant*"
"Hm?" She responded, still smiling as she shuddered in pleasure from the aftershocks of their passionate lovemaking. Jaune had, unintentionally, gone above and beyond even her expectations for today. Maybe he sensed that she still wasn't quite happy with what he said earlier, about it being her fault for him being so horny all the time.
She might accept it as a compliment, but that didn't mean that could come out and say it. Dork.
"The sex, Yang?" Jaune elaborated with a half bemused, half irritated roll of his eyes as he released her her hand only to wrap his arm around her and pull her in close, tucking her up under his arm. She dutifully snuggled in close, ignoring how sweaty they both were for the sheer joy at feeling his warmth, hearing his heartbeat. "You were a bit more wild than usual." He then frowned faintly as he scratched at his chin worriedly and said, "Thought maybe I had done something to piss you off. That, or Blake... Ah, nevermind."
Yang found herself flinching at that. She had forgotten to tell that to Jaune. It was why she had been so, ah, aggressive this time around. She sighed, brushing what hair of she had back from her face as she turned to him and said as she began to trace a circle on his well-defined chest, "Well, about that..."
Jaune looked at her, an eyebrow raised in question. She sighed, expelling the air explosively, as she then explain, "See... Uh, Blake asked us for a favor, and we said yes."
When she didn't say anything more her boyfriend nudged her and said, "And, what was the favor, Yang?"
"Um, to not have sex with you for a week," she replied in a small voice. Jaune blinked at that, not expecting that for an answer. "It's not a punishment or anything," Yang quickly went on, looking up at him as she clarified. "Blake, just wanted you to herself for a bit, and we obliged. That's all."
"So... the rough sex was-" Jaune started with a grin, beginning to understand.
"-Because I wouldn't be getting any for a while," She ended, looking down meekly while still rubbing the circle on his chest, and causing a certain part to stir again. "I just wanted to help her out. Didn't want you to think I was mad at you or anything."
"Oh, yeah. About that," He said, giving her a heated look and a slight squeeze to her hip. She blinked and smiled at that before rising to straddle him. Time for round three, it seemed. A quick bit of adjustment had him sliding right back into her already wet little pussy. She groaned as she felt his hard length fill her up, knowing she'd never get tired of it, of him. "So," Jaune groaned as she began to ride him slowly, picking up the pace as she did so. "How did you get away with this?"
"Hah, haagh, hah, hummpth, I, I t-told heerrr that, that I, I already had plans wi-with yooouuu, and, and I, I needed a pass f-for today!" She grunted as she began to ride him faster, her breasts wobbling and bouncing magnificently. So much so that Jaune was compelled to take his hands off her hips and grabbed them, squeezing and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Yang's reaction was immediate. "OoohhHoohh! Yes! Jaune, Yes! Squeeze my tits! Squeeze them! Aahh, hah, hah, haagh!" She bowed her head and leaned into him and his hands as he began to pump up into her as she slammed down on top of him, riding him as fast as she could. Jaune waited a beat, two, then he promptly sucked one of her tits in his mouth, rolling and sucking on the small harden bead of her nipple
Yang shuddered and cried out wordlessly at that before bowing her head as she rode him even faster, gasping for breath. Jaune gritted his teeth as he rode out the storm on top of him, finally ejaculating himself as the inner wall's of Yang red hot vagina squeezed his cock tightly, milking him for all he was worth for the third time. The blond pugilist clutched him tightly to her as he drew her in, gripping her ass tightly with both hands as he sucked at her tits, crying out soundless once more. Then she was crying out, "Ja-Jaune, Jaune, I, I'm ca-cumming! I-aah-AAh- AAHHH!"
She collapsed on top of him, spent and panting for breath, as his cock spurted twice more inside her. Jaune held her to him the entire time as she caught her breath before saying as he panted and she made to get get off of him only to flop back down bonelessly, "Should, should we maybe think about wearing a condom going forwards? I'm, I'm all for having kids, Yang, but, I don't want to ruin anything with you."
"Don't be," She gasped as she slid back down to nestle into his side again. "I would love have kids. And' it's not like it going matter much more anyway. School's almost over, and we'll be starting out careers soon."
"Huh. Yeah, I guess you're right." He responded as he laid there and blinked, processing it all in an abstract way. "I suppose I could be an at-home kind of dad, while you and the rest went off to do big things," He turned to look at her as he continued, "if you'll have me, that is."
Yang blinked at that. Then, did it again, before feeling her face split into the widest smile she ever made as she realized just what Jaune meant by that. "Yes," she said. "Yes, I would. I love you, Jaune Arc!" She rolled over with a sudden burst energy to kiss him over and over again as he chuckled at her antics, her heart overflowing with love for this foolish, idiotic man.
"Okay, okay," Jaune said as he pulled back from her so he could sit up in the bed as she laid across his chest. He brushed at her hair, his thoughts distant, as they laid there together before he finally asked, "So... how should we tell the rest of the girls this?"
Yang thought about it for a moment before shrugging and said as she sat up stretched mightily, her breasts bobbing before Jaune's eyes, "Let's... wait a bit. Ruby and Weiss still need time to... get used to all this. To... gather up the courage to confess to you... and all that, you know?"
Jaune sighed heavily at that, turning his head away to give a quick glance at the nightstand next to them, and the confines within, before nodding and saying, "Right. Okay. Maybe I should cool my jets anyway. Give us all some time to get used to this new, arrangement."
Yang nodded at that before quickly giving him yet another smooch, knowing that Jaune's own lack of self worth would make him feel like he had done something wrong when that couldn't be further from the truth. Yang just felt it was prudent to have everyone finally come out and say slash do what they had been holding in this entire time. Ruby, especially.
She was NOT going to get married to the man her sister loved without at least giving her a chance to confess to him herself. Especially with the whole team agreeing to share him. Even regular relationships needed to have that level of trust and openness if they wanted to last. Just look at her parents. Ugh. She mentally shuddered at that can of worms.
That being said, she knew where this would end up going if she didn't do something about it right now. Jaune would blame himself for some perceived slight on her part and begin to doubt whether or not she wanted to be with him. And Yang Xiao Long was not going to lose the man she had been on for year because of something like that!
So, even thought she was still sore from the last bout, Aura be damned, she began to leave a line of kisses down his face, his neck, his chest as she looked up at him with a heated look of her own. She wasn't worried about Jaune being rough with her. A simply touch or gesture on her part was all he needed to get the hint when she wanted to take it slow, or hard. He was rather well-trained in that regard.
Instantly, she felt it as he began to get hard again, and he smirked, saying, "Round four already? Really? Alright." Then he reach for her, letting her straddle him again as she continued to rain kisses all over him. "Just so you know, I don't think I'll have the energy to do our afternoon training sess at this point."
She smirked at that before lifting herself up to say, "Well, just soyou know, Blake said to tell you to bring your A game come Saturday. She'll be expecting it."
Jaune "O" at that before nodding, a sudden look of concern spreading across his features before they were swiftly replaced by a look of determination. Yang hmmed at that in pleasure, knowing the hint had gotten across. Blake would have to thank her for this. Maybe she'd let Yang in on one of their "sessions". Get a little threesome going.
Studying was better in a group, after all.
/ /
The next Saturday...
At a random hallway in Beacon Academy...
Jaune was freaking out. He had been all week, ever since Yang had reminded him about Blake and what she'd done with him, back at the library...
He swallowed heavily as he recalled how easily she manhandled him. how easily she took control. If he was being honest, it was kind of hot. He wasn't all that into BSDM himself, but from what Yang had said about Blake, she apparently liked to ERP. Though, they never went too far. She just liked being in charge.
Having learned about her relationship with Adam, and all the abuse she suffered under him, Jaune could see why Blake was into being in control of such an intimate encounter, even if it was only during ERPs. Yang had told him that otherwise, much like in the rest of her day to day activities, Blake was fine with going with the flow. Kind of like her.
Jaune thought about that, about how amazing the two seemed to be together in their relationship both as teammates and as romantic partners, and wondered not for the first time if it really was okay to... not so much as come between them, but link himself to the pair. Yang had insisted several time already that they were both find with it. She had informed him in no certain terms that all of Team RWBY had a thing for him. And, he had noticed how much closer they were getting.
He quite liked it actually. Not to be arrogant or narcissistic, but having four beautiful, powerful women fall you would make any man's day. It was probably a fantasy most guys had at one time or another. Now, if only Ruby and Weiss would do something about it. He had been told by Yang that they wanted to be the ones to initiate things so he would listen, for now. But, even his patience had a limit.
Speaking of Yang, he hadn't been the only one to go through things during their relatively short, budding romance. He hadn't realized just how bad her Abandonment Issues were until they started dating. But once he did, he did everything in his power to make her realize that, he wasn't going anywhere. And, he never would. Now, they were largely good with the occasional bout of his lack of self worth or her Abandonment Issues getting involved.
Now, how to use that dedication for Blake? He didn't want to come off as controlling. Didn't want to remind her of her ex in that way. But, he also didn't want to be a stepping stone either. He had enough of that back home.
He came up to the door of the spare dorm room and knocked on it. Immediately, a feminine voice called out coyly, "Come in."
He entered to find Blake in their school uniform, a bunch of books out on a table behind her, and a made up bed behind that. He nervously swallowed at that, any plans he had come up with vanishing on seeing it.
/ /
Blake had done her job well. She could tell.
All week long she had subtly been making the moves on Jaune. A touch here, a look there. Always where he couldn't do anything about it, in class, at the cafeteria. Just outside their dorms. Everything designed to tease, to entice. She wanted this boy hungry, starving for her, so that come today, he'd have no choice but to submit. She wasn't letting him go this time.
She had gotten the rest of the girls in on it, too.
Nothing to showy or anything like that. She didn't want to make any of them (Ruby) uncomfortable. But a bit more skin showing here, a subtle arcing of the back or hips there to reveal their various assets and Jaune couldn't even find a minute of peace to recover.
And all time she had made certain that he remembered that she would waiting for him on Saturday. Imagine her surprise when he showed up an hour early. Almost faster than she made allowances for, having just barely gotten the room prepared.
She watched him swallow as he took in the room, finding herself smirking at that as she made her way to the table and pulled out a sheet of paper before turning back to him to say, "Now, I hope you're prepared to study hard for this exam. Because we aren't leaving this room until I'm satisfied with your performance. got it?"
The look he gave her at that. It made her swallow nervously as her pulse quickened. She turned around, refusing to let him see how that got to her, and said while patting the seat next to her, "Now, if you're done st-staring we can begin. Come sit."
She didn't look back, instead opting to clutch at her hands tightly as her own nerves abruptly got the better of her, leaving them shaking. Would he take the bait? did she go too far? She didn't know.
Faintly, she heard the sound of someone undressing before the quiet sounds of footsteps behind her. They stopped right next to her and she resisted the urge to look at Jaune as he stared at her, at her neck, at her ears, at everything. Instead, she said, almost coyly, "Well? What are you waiting for?" and patted the chair next to her saying, "Sit."
Jaune sat.
She cleared her throat and handed him a sheet of paper, noting that he was only in the white button down shirt and suit pants now, before she went to asking him questions for the mock test she made up. One of several. Jaune sat there for a moment, staring at her, before he started answering the questions she gave out. After some time had past, and Jaune finished answering all the questions on the test, Blake smiled to herself, thinking it was about time. So, as she handed over the next sheet, this time a questionnaire with the questions already written down ahead of time, she made to run her fingers up his thigh just like last time, only to gasp as she felt him lay a large warm hand on her inner thigh and squeezed subtly.
She swallowed, almost making a sound as she turned to stare into deep, blue eyes. Jaune stared at her for a moment more before he took up the sheet of paper and looked over it before asking, "In situation A, with the foreknowledge of..."
Blake listened as intently as she could as Jaune began to make small, swirling circles on the creamy skin of her inner thigh, kneading the flesh gently, and driving her mad with arousal. She had been wanting this man for so long! It had been torture, waiting for him to get a clue, and she was going to make him suffer for it. And, now, he was the one in charge?!
It wasn't fair.
"Nnngh!" She barely stifled the groan as, after answering, he slid the palm of his big hand up under her skirt and began to knead the flesh there, so close to her mound she could feel it. Already, she was beginning to leak. The thought of that hand - those hands - on the rest of of her, on her breasts, her hips touching her right - There! "Mmph!"
"Good," Jaune said, not caring that she hadn't answered the question at all, merely turning to look deep into her eyes as he said again, "Good."
Blake had to blink and look away at the intensity of his gaze, panting from what he and his fingers were doing to her. Only to let out a small cry of frustration as he stopped. she glared at him, about to say something, only to stop as he placed the mock test down and said, "Your turn, Blake."
She snatched up the next sheet of paper almost balling it up in her hands and said, "What's my favorite color?"
"That's, not on the test, Blake," Jaune deadpanned.
She glared at him, her amber eyes heated and bit out as she reach down and cupped his balls, "What, is my favorite color." Then she squeezed in warning.
"Humph!" Jaune grunted in response to that, falling forwards, almost coughing from the sudden pain as he previously engorged balls and cock shuddered at her touch. He then felt her gently massage them as she shuddered and purred, "what, is my favorite color Jaune? It's very important."
Jaune stared at her for a moment, then said, "Purple."
She blinked, and smiled at that, before placing the mock test down and turned to face him fulling in her seat, her legs spread apart, as she fondled him some more while asking, "Correct. Now, on to question two."
Jaune groaned at that and shook his head at how quickly she regained control. Then he smirked as he thought We'll just see about that. Blake.
And, so that's how the game went between the two for a while. Blake would ask a question while massaging Jaune's balls and shaft, after she unzipped him, going harder and faster as he answered correctly and slower but more sensually as he guessed wrong or hesitated. Then the tables would be flipped as Jaune took his turn, first rubbing and kneading at her thighs before finally reaching her center and fingering her open as he drew down her panties, a sexy, little black thong number, and began to stroke at her clitoris, causing her to jump and pant.
Jaune watched her the whole time, his entire being focused on her, on pleasuring her, not caring at all about how hard he himself was as she began to make soft, mewling sounds as he built up the pressure, adding a finger then another as he pumped her viciously, wanting her to cum. Soon, he had her out of her jacket and unbuttoning her dress shift for him as he began to squeeze and the nipple of her left breast as she tried to keep with the questioning.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore as he picked her and sat her on the table, scattering the papers there, as he began to make out with her, kissing her deeply as he continued to pump his fingers into her, causing her to gush her sweet, sticky precum as she panted into his mouth. He leaned into her as she clutched at his back, her nails digging in as she moaned deeply. That only goaded Jaune on as he began to pounded into her with his fingers more and more, faster and faster, until, with a sudden intense squeezing of her thighs and inner folds, Blake came explosively, crying out loudly.
As she then collapsed on him, Jaune picked her up again, giving her a swift kiss on the cheek before walking over to lay her down on the bed as gently as he could. After a bit more kissing, where he slowly moved down from her face to her neck and across her chest before ending on placing a final, chaste kiss on her flat stomach, he took off her flats before he slowly pulled off her rather soaked thigh high stockings as she removed her shirt, her equally black sexy bra, and her skirt. Only then did he finally begin taking off his own clothes and shoes, pausing to slow down at a look from Blake, letting her enjoy the strip tease, such as it was.
Then he stood there, panting lightly in anticipation like a stallion about to race, allowing her to drink him in as he did the same to her. She was gorgeous. Soft, near pale white skin like alabaster was beautifully offset by her jet black, long flowing locks and rich amber eyes. IF Yang was the Sun, then Blake was the Night, her skin like the Moon. Magnificent. Moreover, she was all soft curves, from her swollen, rounded breasts with their pale nipples to her wide hips and large, heart-shaped butt. He stared first at those beautiful eyes before lingering on her lips then her breasts as they almost seemed to harden at his stare before his gaze slid down to stop at the thatch of black hair that was soaked with her girl cum. Finally, his eyes returned to her face, her eyes, as he licked his lips hungrily.
Blake felt herself swallow as she stared at Jaune. The years of dedicated training - thanks Yang - had shaped was may have been a passable body into that of an Adonis. His body was positively chiseled, full of tone muscles in the arms, across the chest and abs with a pair of firm, swole thighs and a tight little ass. One built for power. And, none of that mattered next to his pride. She stared, mouth slightly agape at his full length. Yang hadn't been joking at how large he was she realized as she stared at his cock, watching it throb and twitch under her gaze. She swallowed before looking back in time to meet his own hungry gaze and knew she was beyond ready for him.
She spread her legs in invitation. Jaune grunted at that, at how wet she was, before making his way toward her, pumping his cock a couple of times before he gently set the bulbous tip up against her entrance, only lingering long enough for her to give him a nod as she braced herself for the brief bit of pain to come. She hissed and groaned in pleasure pain as he breached her, sliding smoothly inside, but slowly with as much patience as he had left.
That made her antsy. She hiss as he slowly, slowly slid his way in, all the way until he just touched her womb. He stopped then, allowing her to adjust to him, and waited. When she finally stopped puffing for breath and glared at him, he began to move, sliding back out till only his tip was left in then slamming forwards into her again. She grunted at that as he did so again and again, her hands clenched tightly on the sheet as he began to pound into her. "Hnng, Nnnngh, More! Jaune, More!" She hissed as he slammed into her, using only his hips as his hands were braced on either side of her. He nodded and began to drive into her faster, deeper, harder. "Ooooaaagghh, yes! Just like that! Keep going!" Blake commanded as wrapped her ankles around his thighs and moved her arms to wrap them around his neck as he pounded away at her, his teeth grit in determination. And the pressure began to build.
"HaaAaHH! Nnnggh! More! More! Jaune, please! Haagh!" Blake pleaded as she gripped her nails deeply into his back as his dick made a steady plap, plap, plap sound that was music to her ears. As the pressure continued to build deep inside of her, she bit down on his shoulder to stop herself from screaming. Jaune groaned at that, at how her nails sliding down his back felt, at how her thighs, now wrapped around his waist, squeezed into him, all signs of her begging him for more, for everything he had. And he listened.
Rising up as far as he could on his arms and feet, he began pounded into her mightily, his balls smacking against that great ass with every thrust, her breasts bouncing and bobbing every which way, sweat slick on her body. Blake cried out as he did so, missing his warmth, but loving every minute of the intense session, wishing she had done this ages ago. She gripped at his arms, at the sheets balled up underneath them, as he pounded away until with a final deep thrust he grunted mightily as shoved his way all the way in to her womb and exploded deep inside of her, balls deep. Blake felt her eye widen at that, at the heat of his sticky cum feeling her up, up, as he came explosively and screamed in triumph as she did the same immediately after.
Jaune collapsed on top of her then, just barely managing to not crush her under his weight as he lay, panting. Utterly exhausted from the endeavor, but elated at the response he got out of the normally stoic cat-girl. He couldn't help the huge grin that spread across his face then at that, or the deeply male chuckle that rose out of him as he drew himself back up to look down at her.
She was just as beautiful as before, maybe more so. Her eyes were heavily-lidded and filled with a smoldering heat while her face and chest were lightly flushed from exertion and positively glistening with sweat, especially her pale, full breasts. On seeing that, Jaune couldn't help himself as he bent forwards to one in his mouth and began to suck at the tip, drawing the nipple deep inside of his mouth as he did so. Blake groaned in pleasure at that and shivered as he took a hand and slowly drew it up the length of her flank, from her thigh up to her hip and all the way across her stomach and ribs to begin massaging and twisting her other breast. She groaned again, deeper, as she felt how hard he still was, at how he seemed to be growing harder yet again, and found herself absently saying, "How can you still be so hard?"
Jaune released her left breast, much to her dismay, as he grinned at her and said, "I come from a family with eight kids, Blake. Trust me. I got stamina aplenty." Then he went back to sucking her tits, going from one to the other as she laid there in introspection, idling watching him go to work, and feeling a by now familiar warmth begin to build within her once more. She smiled languidly at that and shifted just enough physically to have him get the message.
Jaune didn't hesitate, much, with a final deep suck of her left breast where he slowly let the pulp mound slid back out of his mouth till only the nipple was left which he then held between his teeth as he arc his neck upwards slowly, extending and stretching the swollen mammaries out to just beyond their maximum length, making Blake groan loudly in pleasure at the pain and the sight of him like that, before he let go, causing the breast to almost snap back into position as it bobbed and wobbled in place. Then he was leaning over her again, this time with one hand shifted to rest behind her head, his hand clenched in the thick bed of hair at the nape of her neck while one of her hips had come to wrap around his leg as he arched and began to lightly pounded into her as she grunted softly, mewling with pleasure.
"You're beautiful, Blake," Jaune suddenly said as he pounded into her. "So beautiful. I don't even have the words for it."
Blake hmmed deeply at that, pleased beyond all measure as she shifted underneath him, preparing to enjoy the slow ride and build up this time, spent and bruised deliciously from the hard pounding just a moment ago. Then she blinked as a sudden wild thought came to her and she gripped his butt tightly as she looked up into his slightly startled blue eyes and growled-purred, "Eight children? I want nine!" Before, with a sudden motion, she flipped him over, Jaune letting out a startled, "Huuooah!", and began to ride him hard, her hips bucking and rolling down top of his aching cock like a piston as she made small but cute moans with every quick thrust of her hips.
"fuck me, Jaune! Fuck me!" She commanded as she took his hands and placed them on her hips as she went faster, bucking wildly, her tits swaying in circles with every motion. It took him a moment to adjust to the sudden dynamic shift, but Jaune quickly got on board, thrusting up with everything he had as fast as he could as she rode down on him mightily, a look on slight confusion on his face quickly turning to that determination as he strove to give her what she wanted. And it wasn't long before Blake came again with Jaune right behind her as her womb squeezed and jerked his milk from him. Blake arched her back, hands spread flush on his chest as she thrust down deep onto his cock, hair flying wildly behind her as she cried out in pleasure.
/ /
"So, you want nine kinds, hm?" Jaune asked as he and Blake laid on the floor while gazing up at the evening sky outside the window more a couple of hours later, having long since abandoned the sweat-and-other-bodily-fluids-soaked bed. He briefly mulled that over before saying, "I think I can provide that, if you want."
Blake felt her face heat up at the mention of that, having surprised herself at how wild she had gotten during their little escapade. She glanced over at the disorganized mess of their study session, the notes, tests, and textbooks scattered about on the table and floor having long since been forgotten about, and, reminiscing over how it had felt when he had picked her up to pound away at her as he held her up against the wall, and said with a faint smile, "I mean, they don't all have to be mine, per se. But, you know, maybe four or so. As long as the sex is that good."
Jaune erupted into a bout of laughter at that, finding joy in the teasing, before he looked down into rich, amber eyes that he couldn't get enough of and took her chin in his hand as he said, "Anything for you, my Love." And kissed her deeply.
Blake felt her ears and toes curl at the love she felt in that kiss as she held the face of her lover in her hands as she drew him in, basking in the warm glow of his love. He wasn't Yang, who burned like the Sun and gave her strength when she was at her lowest, her other half, her soul mate. He wasn't Sun, who had healed her fractured heart and shown her that love didn't have to be cruel or petty or spiteful or selfish, and it didn't have to be forever. Nor, was he Adam, her first love, her first heartache, her first loss. He was Jaune, who filled her with his love, his compassion, and gave her everything he had to offer with nothing hidden and no conditions, an open, unbiased love that healed the parts of her she didn't know still existed.
Blake ended the kiss with and sigh and laid her head down on his chest as Jaune drew her in close to him. they would have to clean up soon before going back to tell the others the good news, but for now, she just want to rest in his arms. So she did, a catlike smile on her face.
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Weiss looked over her notes one more time and smiled to herself. Yes she thought the plan was perfect. Jaune would be hers with little to no effort. Let Blake and Yang take the low brow route into Jaune's heart. She would do this properly. Like a lady should.
The plan was flawless. Everything would go off without a hitch. She had made certain of it.
Now, all she had to do was follow the steps perfectly, and Jaune wouldn't know what hit him. He'd be begging her for more once she was done with him.
She smirked at that as she closed the blinder with an air of finality. All according to plan.
A/N: And, we are done. I do hope you enjoyed it. Once again, sorry it took so long to get this out. I'll try not to do that again.
Before anyone asks, Yes, no BDSM Blake in this. Maybe a bit when she and Yang ERPs (Erotic Role Play) but I actually don't see Blake doing THAT. Not after the relationship she had with Adam, at any rate. Still, I did let a little of it leak into the sex scene, so...
Anyway, as you can tell, next chapter is the two part Weiss White Knight chapter. It will be hilarious. hopefully. I hope to see you there!
Essiter out!