A/N: A little story featuring Nora and Jaune. Could be an SI Jaune or could be a normal Jaune. Up to you.
The room was quiet. Too quiet for Jaune Arc's comfort.
Usually, when Nora Valkyrie was in the room, the walls were shaking from her energy. She was always loud. Bouncing on beds or kicking something she probably shouldn't or dragging him into something ridiculous without asking.
But right now she was just… staring at him.
Jaune sat on his bed awkwardly, hands folded between his knees, glancing up from his scroll. "Uh… you okay, Nora?"
She didn't answer right away. She tilted her head instead, eyes scanning him and making him feel self-conscious. It was as if she was thinking. And that was the scariest part, Nora thinking usually meant someone was about to get launched out a window.
"Nora?"
Then she was in front of him and she kissed him.
Just like that. No warning. No explosion. No hammer to the face. Just her lips on his. Her hands were on his shoulders. A gentle press that caught him so off-guard he didn't even move.
And Jaune, in his confusion, kissed her back.
He didn't mean to. He didn't even know what he was doing. But her mouth was warm and soft and her hands gripped him like she wanted him there and for just a second he stopped thinking.
Then she pulled away.
And Jaune sat there blinking like a glitching training bot.
"…Nora?"
Her eyes didn't leave his. There was no grin. No giggle. Just… serious Nora. Which somehow scared him even more.
He swallowed. "What… what was that?"
Nora took a breath. Then let it out slowly.
"Ok, I don't want you to get the wrong idea," she said quietly and sat down beside him. "It's not like, I mean, I don't like you like that. Not like that like that."
"Ouch," Jaune mumbled, trying to smile and failing.
She rolled her eyes and shoved his shoulder. "Not like that. I mean—I like you. You're Jaune. You're sweet and dumb and you helped me sneak syrup into the cafeteria last week-"
"Still got detention for that."
"-But!" she said quickly, cutting him off, "this isn't about us. It's about me and Ren."
Jaune blinked. "Ren?"
"Yeah. Ren."
She stood and started pacing. Nora-style pacing. Which meant bouncing from one end of the room to the other like a damn pinball.
"I've been with Ren since we were kids, you know that. He's always been there. I mean we cuddle sometimes and hold hands and we do all that stuff but we've never actually done it."
Jaune's brain lagged.
"…done what?"
Nora turned around and pointed at him. "It, Jaune."
"Oh." Pause. "Oh."
"Yeah."
She came back and sat beside him again.
"I wanna rock his world," she said with a grin that made Jaune's heart do weird little jumps. He had to remind himself that this was Nora, it wouldn't be good for his heart if he suddenly started to feel things for her that he shouldn't.
"Okay…" he said slowly, dragging the word out like it might explode. "So… what does that have to do with me?"
She leaned in close. Too close for his comfort. Her breath tickled his cheek.
"I need practice."
He choked on air.
"You what?!"
She didn't move nor flinch.
"I need practice," she repeated. "I mean… you're a guy. You've kissed girls before right?"
Jaune blushed and turned away. "…Not really?"
"Oh."
Another pause.
"…have you at least, like… touched a boob?"
Jaune made a noise. A high-pitched noise. Something between a dying engine and a kicked cat.
"That's a no," she said, deadpan. "Wow. Okay."
"Why me?" he whined, burying his face in his hands.
Nora grinned. "Because I trust you. And because you're not gonna fall in love with me after one kiss. And because, if I'm gonna figure out how to ride Ren like a jackrabbit on Dust, I need to know what I'm doing."
Jaune was bright red.
"I-I don't think I'm qualified for—"
She kissed him again. Harder this time.
Jaune blinked as Nora pulled away again, flushed and breathing quickly.
"Okay," he said. His voice came out rougher than he expected. "Okay. I'll teach you."
Nora raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
He nodded. Swallowed. "Yeah. I mean… I've seen a lot of stuff. Videos. Online. Y'know. Research."
She narrowed her eyes. "...You watch porn, don't you?"
His ears turned red.
"I said research."
Nora just smirked.
"So what now, Professor Arc?"
He didn't answer.
Instead, he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back onto his lap, making her yelp. She straddled him instinctively, hands gripping his shoulders for balance. Her eyes were wide and a little breathless.
"Kissing first," he said, voice low.
"Yeah. Okay."
Their lips met again. This time he led. His hands settled on her thighs with a firm grip. She let out a tiny sound as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss. Not just lips now but opened mouth, tongue, and everything.
Nora shivered. Her fingers curled in the fabric of his shirt.
Jaune felt her melt against him and he pushed back, mouth working against hers like he'd done this a hundred times before. Like this was easy and natural. Like he hadn't been painfully single most of his life.
But something clicked. Her breathing. Her body pressed closer. Her legs tightened around his hips. She wanted more.
He pulled back for half a second, just long enough to look at her—flushed, panting, lips swollen—and then kissed her again. Harder. Deeper. Her hands slid into his hair and tugged and he groaned against her lips.
She gasped into his mouth. "You're really good at this…"
"I told you," he muttered. "Research."
Nora laughed breathlessly. "I thought you were gonna be all nervous and awkward."
Jaune grinned. "That was five minutes ago."
She kissed him again. This time she pushed. Grinding into his lap without thinking about it. His hands slid up her sides, under her shirt, fingertips brushing warm skin and the edge of her bra.
She moaned into his mouth.
Jaune pulled her tighter. Their bodies flush now. Their kisses were sloppy and desperate. Her fingers tangled in his hair and his mouth left hers to drag down her neck, sucking a spot just below her ear until she whimpered.
"Feels good?" he asked against her skin.
"Yeah," she breathed. "Yeah, Jaune… more…"
He didn't need to be told twice. His hands moved to her back toward her bra clasp. Click. She gasped when it loosened and Jaune slid his hands back around and cupped her tits through the loose shirt.
Nora arched into him.
"Kissing leads to making out," he muttered. "Making out leads to…"
"Practice," she finished.
He nodded.
Then he lifted her shirt.
She raised her arms automatically. The shirt came off and dropped behind her. Her bra slid down and off with it. She was bare in his lap now. Pale skin and pink nipples that were already hard.
Jaune looked up at her face.
"You sure?"
Nora smiled and kissed him. "You're the teacher, Jaune."
He leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
She cried out and grabbed his shoulders.
Nora moaned when Jaune sucked on her nipple, hips grinding against his lap in slow little rolls. He kissed across her chest, mouth hot and wet, hands cupping her tits like he was savoring every inch.
She leaned into it. "Fuck… you're really into this…"
"Course I am," he said. "You're hot. You're in my lap. And we're making out. It's like a dream come true."
She grinned. "Well, when you say it like that…"
He stopped and pulled back just a little.
"Nora."
She blinked. "Yeah?"
"You said you wanna rock Ren's world right?"
"Obviously."
"Then you need to learn how to please a man. That's part of it."
Nora looked at him—really looked. Her cheeks were pink. Her hair was a mess. Her tits were out. And she was still straddling his lap like she owned him.
She nodded. "Okay. What do I do?"
Jaune leaned close.
"Start by getting on your knees."
Nora blinked again.
"Oh."
She slid off him and dropped to the floor without hesitation. Quick and eager, she knelt between his legs and looked up at him. Her hair looked wilder than usual from their makeout session and her mouth parted slightly. Her eyes flicked to the bulge in his pants, then back up to his face.
"Like this?"
"Yeah," he said, voice tight. "Just like that."
He reached down and brushed her cheek with his knuckles.
"You ever done this before?"
Nora smirked. "Nope. That's why I want to practice!"
Jaune swallowed.
"Alright," he said, undoing his belt. "Watch carefully. You're gonna learn."
She watched his hands work the buckle. Then the zipper. His cock sprang free when he pushed his boxers down and Nora's eyes went wide.
"…woah."
Jaune laughed. "Still wanna practice?"
She nodded slowly. "Hell yes."
He leaned back. "Use your hands first. Get a feel for it."
She reached out and touched him. It felt warm and heavy in her palm. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and gave it a few testing strokes, slow and curious.
Jaune hissed through his teeth.
"Yeah… like that. Tighter."
She adjusted her grip. Moved her hand up and down again. "Wow, it's really warm…"
"You're doing good," he muttered. "Now lick the tip. Just the tip."
She leaned in and gave him a slow, wet lick right over the head. Jaune groaned and his hips twitched.
Nora grinned. "You like that?"
"Yeah," he breathed. "More. Get it wet."
She went to work.
Nora's tongue trailed messy, wet licks over the head of Jaune's cock, slow at first, then quicker, a little sloppier the more she got into it. Her hands stroked the shaft while she kept flicking the tip with her tongue, watching his face the whole time.
His head tilted back. His breathing was tight.
"Shit," he muttered. "Okay, yeah- like that."
She giggled softly and kissed along the side of it, lips brushing him light, teasing. Then she glanced up again. "You gonna tell me what to do next or are we freestyling?"
Jaune looked down. Eyes hazy. He reached down and brushed her hair from her face.
"Use your tits."
Nora blinked. "My- oh."
She let go of him and pushed her tits together, shifting up on her knees. She pressed them around his cock, the soft flesh wrapping him up perfectly. Her breasts might not be huge, but they were firm and perky, and just enough to squeeze.
"Oh fuck," Jaune hissed.
"Like this?" she asked, bouncing slightly. His cock slid between her tits, wet and hot and snug. Nora cupped her breasts in both hands, sandwiching his length between the soft mounds. She held tight as he started to thrust slowly.
"Exactly like that." Jaune groaned.
His cock glided between them, slick from her spit, the head just peeking through at the top every time he moved forward. Nora watched it and licked the tip every time it popped out quickly and teasingly.
"Goddamn…" Jaune's hand rested on her head. "You're learning fast."
"I am a fast learner," she said smugly, then gave his cockhead a long, slow lick again. "Just gotta make sure you're grading me properly."
"Oh you'll pass-" he said, thrusting a little harder. Nora moved her tits in time with his thrusts, squeezing tighter now, the soft wet friction making Jaune groaned. "-you're acing this!"
Nora didn't even blink. She waited for the head to pop through and took it straight into her mouth. Not deep, just a few inches, but she sucked hard and flicked her tongue over the slit while stroking his shaft with her tits.
Jaune's hips jerked.
"Nora…"
She kept going. Faster now. Her lips sealed tight around the tip while her breasts slid up and down his cock. It felt slick, warm, and perfect. She bobbed her head, sucked harder, tongue swirling around him while her hands pressed her tits together tight.
Jaune was losing it.
His hands gripped her hair. His thighs were trembling. He didn't even notice the noises coming out of his mouth—grunts and curses and Nora's name gasped under his breath.
Then he pulled back. His cock popped from her mouth with a wet sound and bounced between her tits.
He was breathing hard. His hands trembled a little where they gripped her shoulders. He tried to say something, maybe tell her to stop or wait or not yet, but she didn't give him the chance.
Nora grabbed the base of his cock, guided the tip back to her lips, and swallowed him down again.
"F-fuck- Nora-"
She sucked him in hard, just the top again, her tongue swirling. Her hand stroked the shaft tight and fast, jerking him in time with the rhythm of her mouth.
Jaune made a strangled sound. His hips jerked once. Then he came.
He groaned. His fingers dug into her hair and Nora just held him there, mouth sealed tight, while hot pulses of cum filled her tongue. She didn't flinch and swallowed every drop, sucking gently until his twitching stopped.
Then she let him slip free.
She sat back on her knees, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and looked up at him with a proud little grin.
"Well?"
Jaune was staring at her like he'd never seen her before. His chest rose and fell in heavy breaths.
"That was…" He shook his head slowly. "You're a going menace."
She smirked, then flopped backward onto the floor, arms stretched over her head. "I like studying with you."
"So, more practice?"
Jaune gave a breathless laugh. "Yeah. Definitely more practice."
And practice they did.
Every chance they got, in quiet moments alone, Nora found him. She was determined, practicing relentlessly, eagerly, until awkwardness became confidence and hesitance turned into skill.
Over days and then weeks, she grew better. Much better.
Her mouth felt more welcoming each time. Her lips learned just how tightly to squeeze, her tongue exactly how to swirl, lick, and tease until Jaune was gasping her name each and every time. Soon, she didn't even flinch when he thrust deeper, testing her limits.
In the beginning, she'd gagged. Struggled a bit. But she never stopped trying.
It paid off quickly.
By the third week, Nora was deepthroating him with practiced ease. Smooth and effortless, her lips slid down until they touched his base, eyes watering slightly but determined, proud of her newfound skill. Jaune could barely keep himself composed anymore, always gripping something to steady himself while she showed him just how good she'd gotten.
And as Nora became more skilled, more confident, the lessons started shifting—turning less into just training, and more into something they both secretly anticipated, something they both looked forward to.
It was quiet again.
The good kind of quiet. Just like Jaune likes it since it usually leads to some good times.
He was lying back on his bed scrolling aimlessly on his scroll, alone in the dorm with only Nora for company. Ren and Pyrrha are out training all afternoon. Jaune figured he'd use the rare peace to relax, maybe catch up on his favorite web series.
But Nora has other plans.
He felt the bed shift slightly and glanced up, sensing her presence long before she reached him.
"What's up, Nora?"
She stayed quiet for a moment, simply watching him.
"You know," she says softly, almost thoughtfully, "I think I'm ready."
Jaune blinked.
"For what?"
She smirked, slowly moving up the bed towards him. Her eyes sparkled mischievously. "Ready for the next step."
He paused the scroll and looked up at her carefully.
"You sure?"
She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Yes, Jaune. I'm sure."
Jaune sat up slowly, putting the scroll away. "You've been thinking about this, huh?"
"Maybe a little," she said lightly. Then she bit her lip, scooting a little closer. "Okay- maybe a lot. But… we've been practicing a long time now."
Jaune couldn't help the slow grin that spread across his face. "Yeah, we have."
"Exactly!" she said quickly, almost defensively. "And now it's time for more."
Jaune smirked, the past few weeks had done a lot to build up his confidence. "You wanna have sex, Nora?"
Her blushed deepens, but she doesn't back down. "Maybe I do."
"Just practice though, right?"
She met his eyes and nodded firmly. "Exactly. Practice."
He reached out, touching her hand gently. "You're sure Ren-"
She cut him off immediately. "This is exactly why I'm doing it. I wanna be good for Ren. I wanna blow his mind. And I need you to teach me how."
Jaune smiled softly. "Alright."
"Yeah?" She visibly brightens, relief washing through her. "Great! What first?"
He chuckled. "We start slow."
"Slow?" She pouted exaggeratedly. "We've been slow."
"No," he said firmly, catching her eyes. "We've practiced stuff. Mouth stuff, making out, touching a little, but actual sex is different. You need to be ready for it first."
Nora smiled and moved closer to him on the bed. "Alright, I trust you."
She doesn't hesitate to take the next step. She just grinned and pulled her shirt off swiftly. She tossed it aside casually, then shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her in just her underwear, simple pink panties that tightly hugged against her hips.
Jaune drank her in quietly, her smooth curves and pale skin. Nora caught his stare and smirked, clearly enjoying the attention.
"See something you like?" she teased lightly.
"Yeah," Jaune admit openly, enjoying the slow flush that spread across her chest and neck. "You're beautiful, Nora."
She blinked, briefly thrown off balance by the genuine compliment. "You really think so?"
"Yeah," he whispered softly, patting the bed beside him. "Now come here."
She crawled forward eagerly but instead of sitting beside him, she straddled his hips. Her arms wind around his shoulders instinctively, pulling herself close. "Now what?"
"Like we practiced, kissing first," Jaune whispered against her lips.
They kiss, deeply and languidly. Mouths moved together smoothly and intimately as they have done so many times before. Jaune held her close, feeling her body slowly relax into his, her warmth seeping into his chest.
Her hands glided slowly over his shoulders, fingers tracing gently along his neck, down his collarbone. Jaune f elt his heart beat faster and blood rushed down below.
Nora broke the kiss. Her breathing was slightly heavier. Her eyes were darker now, heated and needy. "More?"
He nodded, voice husky. "Take off your bra."
She reached behind her quickly, unhooking her bra and pulling it off. Her breasts spill free, perky and pink-nippled, already standing at attention. Jaune gazed at them appreciatively, fingertips skimming gently along her sides, up her ribs.
Nora shiverd, leaning into his touch. "Mmm… feels nice."
"It gets better," he murmured, leaning forward to gently suck one nipple between his lips. She gasped, hands clutching his shoulders tightly, hips grinding instinctively into his lap.
"Oh… wow."
Jaune teased her gently, tongue circling slowly, softly, over each nipple, then pulling away and blowing cool air. She trembled, arching eagerly into his touch.
"What next?" she whispered breathlessly.
His voice was rougher now, low and husky. "You sure you're ready?"
Nora nodded fiercely. "Absolutely sure."
He swallowed thickly, nodding. "Alright."
Slowly and deliberately, he reached down. His thumb gently hooked the edge of her panties. He guides her back onto the bed, laying her down gently beneath him. He meets her eyes seriously. "Last chance."
"Don't stop," she whispers immediately. "Keep going."
Jaune slid her panties down her legs, tossing them aside. She shivered beneath his gaze as she got fully undressed.
He trailed kisses slowly down her neck, her collarbone, and between her breasts. Lower and lower, leaving hot kisses along her stomach, thighs, everywhere but exactly where she needs him most.
Nora squirms restlessly. "Jaune, please…"
"Relax," he whispered softly, gently pressing kisses to her inner thighs. "Trust me."
She sighed softly, relaxing slowly beneath his soothing touches. Her breathing evens out gradually, her body melting completely under his patient ministrations.
Then finally, he pressed a gentle kiss between her legs.
She jolts slightly, then sighs deeply. "Ohhh… yes…"
Jaune teased her gently and slowly until she was moaning quietly beneath him. He brings her to the edge once, then backs away slowly, carefully, leaving her breathless and eager for more.
Nora grabs his shoulder impatiently. "Jaune. Now."
"Alright, as the lady wished."
He positions his dick gently between her thighs, guiding himself to her entrance. He meets her eyes again.
She nods urgently.
Slowly, deliberately, he pushes his dick inside her wanting pussy.
Nora lay there under him, legs spread wide, her breath caught in her throat as Jaune slid into her. Inch by inch, stretching her slowly. Her fingers gripped the sheets.
"Fuck," she breathed. "That's… bigger than I thought."
Jaune grunted softly. "You okay?"
She nodded quickly. "Yeah- just… keep going."
He pushed in deeper.
Nora's mouth dropped open. Her body tensed, then relaxed. Her legs wrapped around his hips and pulled him the rest of the way in. Their hips met with a soft smack. She gasped again. Her whole body trembling beneath him.
Jaune held it there and let her get used to it.
"Shit," she whispered. "That's… a lot."
"Too much?" he asked.
She shook her head fiercely. "No. I can take it. Just… need a sec."
Jaune kissed her gently. Her cheek. Her jaw. Her neck. He stayed still, letting her adjust. Letting her body mold around him.
Nora blinked up at the ceiling.
"Holy fuck," she muttered as if she just realized it. "It's inside me. Like—actually inside."
He laughed softly. "You're doing good."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
She smiled faintly. "I feel full. But like… good full."
"Want me to move?"
"…slowly..."
He pulled back. Just a little. Then slid back in.
She bit her lip. "Mmm- yeah. Like that."
Again, slowly. In and out. Her legs wrapped tighter around his hips as her body started moving with his. Small shifts. Her hips rolled slightly, matching his rhythm.
Nora moaned softly. "Okay. Okay. I'm good."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Her voice shifted, sounding more confident and playful. "But I'm not learning much if you do all the work, right?"
Jaune blinked. "Huh-"
Nora pushed against his chest.
In one quick, fluid move, she flipped them over.
Jaune grunted as he hit the mattress with a soft whump, and Nora climbed on top. Straddling him. Breasts bouncing slightly. Hair wild. Her pussy still wrapped tight around him as she settled into his lap.
She grinned down at him.
"Time for my turn."
Nora's hips shifted experimentally at first, tentative as she adjusted to having Jaune's cock buried deep inside her pussy. Her thighs flexed and her face flushed hot pink.
She took a breath, steadying herself.
"You good?" Jaune asked, hands settling on her hips.
She nodded quickly. "Yeah… just gotta figure out how to move right."
"You're doing fine," Jaune encouraged softly. "Just go slow."
She nodded again, biting her lower lip in concentration as she lifted herself just slightly, just an inch, and then lowered back down slowly, taking him back inside with a soft gasp.
"Ohh…" She breathed, smiling down at him. "I like that."
"Me too," Jaune groaned softly, cock throbbing inside her tight pussy. "Do it again."
Nora lifted again—higher this time—and slid slowly back down. She moaned quietly, feeling him fill her up again, a gentle stretch that sent tingles racing up her spine.
"This felt good, really good."
Her pace began steadying, her body finding its rhythm. She rolled her hips forward, then backward, grinding slowly and deliberately against him. Jaune's eyes darkened, fingers gripping and groping her ass.
"Mmm, just like that Nora. Perfect."
Nora shivered, letting out a soft whimper as her pussy clenched instinctively around him, squeezing gently as she slid herself up and down his thick cock. She began moving a little quicker. The air grew heavy with lust and need.
"Jaune-" Nora gasped breathlessly, her movements growing faster, her ass bouncing up and down as she rode his cock, her tits swaying in rhythm. "This feels so good…"
"Yea-" he groaned in response, gripping her ass hard, fingers digging into soft flesh. "Keep going-"
Nora moaned loudly, encouraged by his voice and hands as she rode him faster, harder.
Before long, Nora wasn't holding back anymore. She rocked her hips desperately, grinding herself against him frantically. Her tits bounced beautifully with every thrust, her soft skin flushed and her nipples peaked hard. Jaune lifted one hand, cupping her breast, fingers pinching and teasing her nipple roughly.
Nora's head fell back, hair wild and messy around her flushed face. "Fuck yes, Jaune! Harder- grab them harder!"
He squeezed roughly, giving her what she wanted, the rough touch sending sparks shooting through her core, making her ride him faster, losing all sense of control. Her pussy tightened and pulsed around him, pleasure building higher and higher with each frantic thrust. She leaned forward, gripping his shoulders tightly, panting heavily against his neck.
"Jaune, oh fuck—oh god—I'm close—"
He growled deep and primal, thrusting his hips upward sharply, cock driving deeper inside her pussy, filling her completely.
"Me too." He groaned.
"So close- gonna- ah!"
Jaune pulled her into a rough, messy kiss just as she came.
Nora moaned into his mouth as the orgasm rushed through her body like a shockwave. Her body grew rigid as she screamed out his name. Her pussy squeezed him relentlessly, milking his cock, her thighs shaking uncontrollably as she rode out her climax on top of him.
Jaune wasn't far behind. His grip tightened, holding her tightly.
"Nora- Stop! Gonna cum inside you-"
"Yes," she gasped breathlessly, hips grinding down desperately. "Fill me- cum inside me Jaune!"
His cock pulsed violently inside her tight pussy, and he let out a rough groan, his hips jerking forward as he came, filling her with thick, hot cum, deep inside her pussy.
They lay together afterward, panting heavily, sweaty and exhausted. Nora rested her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat racing.
"That…was… amazing," she breathed softly.
"Yeah..." Then Jaune realized what had just happened and panicked a little. "Nora- I- inside-"
Nora laughed, "Relax, I've been taking the pills since we started this."
He sighed in relief. "Thank god, I'm not ready for a baby yet."
"Not planning on it," she said and cuddled closer, her fingers trailing softly across his stomach. "But you know, if it happened, it wouldn't be that bad."
That made Jaune pause, "Did you want to get with Ren? Like together together with him?"
"Right! Yes! I just... think you won't be a bad father that's all!" She was getting flustered. "Plus they'd all be cute as heck."
"Right..." Jaune had no idea how to reply to that so he stayed quite. Soon the room was filled with comfortable silence.
Then Nora lifted her head, grinning mischievously at him.
"But you know…" she murmured playfully. "Practice makes perfect, right?"
He smiled slowly, cock already twitching again inside her, eager for more. "It does, or so I heard."
Nora laughed lightly, leaning down to kiss him deeply, slowly rocking her hips again.
"Then let's keep practicing."
It worked.
Nora got what she wanted. She and Ren were finally together. They held hands in public. They'd kissed. Gone on actual dates. She even rocked his world at night.
Everyone saw them get together together. Pyrrha smiled. Ruby cheered. Jaune gave her a thumbs-up and a not-so-subtle wink when Ren wasn't looking.
It should've been perfect.
Except… it wasn't.
Sex with Ren was fine. Just fine.
He was sweet. Careful. Always asking how she felt. Making sure she was okay. But that was the problem.
It was too soft. Too polite. Too slow.
He didn't grab her. He didn't throw her on the bed or fuck her like he needed her. He didn't grip her ass like he was claiming it. He didn't know how to make her cum fast and hard until her legs shook.
And no matter how much she smiled for him… Nora missed her "practices".
The tension had been building for days. She was wound up tight. Frustrated. Unsatisfied.
Then one day, their room was empty again. Ren had gone out for the night—training late. Pyrrha was off with Weiss. And Jaune? He was just lying on his bed, headphones in, eyes closed.
Nora shut the door quietly behind her.
He opened his eyes.
Saw her standing there.
And he knew sometime was up.
She didn't say anything at first. Just walked over. Sat beside him on the edge of the bed.
"Nora?"
She didn't look at him.
"I need to practice," she said softly.
Jaune blinked. "Practice."
She nodded. "It's been a while. I don't wanna lose the… skills."
He sat up slowly.
"That's why you're here?"
She turned to him, finally meeting his eyes. There was lust and desperation in her eyes.
"Yeah," she lied. "That's why."
He didn't call her out nor say a word about Ren. Didn't ask why she was trembling, why her breath was shaky, or why she was already pulling off her shirt before he could respond.
He didn't say anything at all.
Just reached out and helped her undress.
They didn't kiss. Not at first. There was no slow build-up. No teasing. She shoved down her panties, straddled his lap, and sank onto his cock in one wet, needy motion.
She moaned loudly, way louder than she ever did with Ren.
Jaune grunted, hands flying to her hips as she started bouncing on his cock, her tits jiggling with every desperate slap of skin. "Fuck, Nora…"
"Shut up," she panted. "Just fuck me- please. I need this…"
Jaune didn't argue. He grabbed her ass with both hands and started thrusting up hard into her soaked pussy, each thrust rougher than the last until she was moaning like an animal. It was messy, hot, and wrong but it felt so good.
Nora rode him fast, her pussy clenching around him with every bounce, her face flushed, hair clinging to her forehead. Even though they just started, she was already close and her body already aching for more. She didn't care about anything else anymore.
Not Ren. Not guilt. Not anything.
"Jaune- Ah- I'm cumming!" she gasped, her body shaking as her orgasm hit like a wave, making her scream his name.
Jaune gritted his teeth, slamming up into her until his cock throbbed hard and exploded deep inside her pussy, thick ropes of cum painting her insides. She moaned again—louder this time—as she felt every twitch of him inside her.
And when it was done, she collapsed on his chest.
Breathing heavy. Legs shaking.
He held her for a moment before flipping her over and rolling on top of her. Nora whimpered. He looked down at her, face flushed, lips parted, and eyes half-closed. He kissed her. A hard, messy kiss that made her toes curl and her body quiver as he slipped his cock back inside.
He fucked her.
Pleasure rolled through her in waves with each thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist, urging him deeper. He fucked her so good she was screaming his name for hours, his cock pumping her full of cum until she was dripping from her pussy, and then he just started again, filling her up over and over again.
Once they tired each other out, they said nothing. Because he knew, she'd be back again... probably soon, and she'd still call it "practice," he agreed, then they'll fuck like rabbits again.