The Vytal Festival.
A festival where people from all over the world came together to celebrate the end of the Great War. It was meant as a reminder, a lesson, and a hope to foster lasting peace and cooperation between the kingdoms.
It was also where future Huntsmen and Huntresses beat each other up for the entertainment of people all over the world.
Nobody wanted to humiliate themselves on live TV in front of the world, so that meant training.
And where else did people train other than Beacon Academy?
The place where the best of the best trained to become the best of the best Huntsmen and Huntresses. It was the place where all other academies sent their students to train them for the festival.
It was also a place filled with screams and agony as with the Vytal Festival just around the corner, practice was ramping up.
That meant that an already vicious Combat Class taught by Glynda Goodwitch just became the perfect place for a bloodbath.
Case in point, Team CRDL vs Pyrrha Nikos.
“Die-ueghhh!”
“No, no, no! You will not beat us to-drrrk!”
“Not the face! Not the face! Not the-urk!”
Cardin gritted his teeth as he watched his team fall apart one by one.
Russel had tried to stab Pyrrha from behind, but she only launched a kick towards him that buried itself in his guts.
Dove had tried to take advantage of her business, but she only threw her shield at his face.
Sky didn’t even try.
Upon seeing his teammates fall in quick succession, he had tried to fall back with Cardin. Pyrrha Nikos, however, only leapt towards him with a smack of her spear to his throat.
That only left Cardin alone once again.
Damn it!
They had thought they actually had the advantage, what with Goodwitch finally allowing multiple people to fight the ones ranked at the top! They had thought that perhaps beating the Pyrrha Nikos would finally earn them a reward worthy of what she gave Jaune!
Yet that was not to be because apparently, Pyrrha Nikos did not care about being outnumbered.
She had pushed them back, dismantled their defenses piece by piece, and took them out one by one, much more aggressively than anyone expected her to be.
Cardin knew why she was aggressive, however, and it was all because of one person.
“Woooh! Go, Pyrrha!” Jaune motherfucking Arc cheered out from the sidelines.
Nikos’ schoolgirl crush on the blonde gave her both motivation and power she already had in spades, every single time he cheered for her! That meant anyone who faced Nikos faced an already terrifying champion ramped up to 11.
Cardin clenched his fist over his mace as he saw a happy smile form on Pyrrha’s face.
To everyone else, she would have looked beautiful.
To Cardin, however, right at this moment, she looked like a Goddess of War out for blood.
Still, let it not be said that Cardin Winchester was a pussy.
“RAAAAAGH!” He charged.
Straight to his doom.
The next thing he knew, a spear was coming for his face. He ducked, but that was all he could do as he suddenly found a knee flying up to his face.
Aura protected him from most of the blow, but it still hurt like a bitch, as the force was enough to snap his head back.
By then, however, he could do nothing as Pyrrha Nikos grabbed him by the collar of his armor and threw him over her shoulder.
He gasped, and the last thing he saw was the heel of Pyrrha’s boots coming crashing towards his face.
—-----
“Winner, Pyrrha Nikos!” Professor Goodwitch announced, and Jaune released a shaky sigh of relief.
Ha! He never should have been worried!
Could he be blamed, though? Jaune had watched as his classmates treated Combat Class as a chance to beat and maim each other ever since Professor Goodwitch gave him his reward.
He twitched at the reminder of the kiss, but he didn’t have much time to appreciate it, as Yang suddenly nudged him by his shoulder.
“Are you going to give her her reward?” She asked, jolting Jaune out of his thoughts as she gave him a questioning look.
Jaune could only blush, however, as he saw Pyrrha beam up at him from the arena.
It had been a point between them to reward each other for a job well done, but they had generally restrained themselves in public.
That changed during the dance.
His eyes flicked towards Weiss from across Yang beside him, but he only found her to be glancing at him as well.
He blushed, and he immediately looked back towards the front at Pyrrha, who was now walking back towards them.
Gods, he still could not believe Weiss Schnee had kissed him!
It was just as unbelievable as the fact that he had kissed Yang, Pyrrha, and Blake at the dance!
He even managed to kiss Velvet and Penny! Or more like, they had kissed him!
He blushed at the memory of the two, but before he could even think about some more, a voice jolted him out of his thoughts.
“I volunteer to fight next!”
Eyes snapped towards the source, and everyone saw as a student from Mistral had raised his hand.
“Mercury Black, is it?” Professor Goodwitch raised an eyebrow before nodding. “Fine, do you have a particular opponent you want to fight or should I call on a volunteer?”
Every single man from Beacon other than Jaune tensed in anticipation for one particular reason. Anyone chosen to fight on stage had another opportunity to impress Glynda Goodwitch to receive her coveted reward.
Jaune had thought the fervor for that would die by now, seeing that Professor Goodwitch never kissed anyone again after him, but apparently, just the chance that they could be the one rewarded next drove men to extremes.
More confusing, however, was the fact that nobody from the other academies attended Combat Class with the same fervor as the locals of Beacon did. Whether it was because nobody ever told them for fear of creating more competition, or just because anyone told of it refused to believe it, the fact of the matter was that no one from outside Beacon ever volunteered to start fights.
So to have one volunteering right now was a surprise.
Jaune watched, however, as Mercury Black pointed at Pyrrha.
“I want to fight her.”
Jaune froze, but the same could not be said for the rest of the room, as mutters started from every single corner.
They had just seen Pyrrha decimate a whole team. Hell, Team CRDL was still just limping away from the arena as they groaned in pain.
And Mercury Black wanted to fight her?
He was craaaaazy.
Luckily for all of them, they were not about to witness another massacre, as Professor Goodwitch shook her head.
“Out of the question. Ms. Nikos has just finished a fight. Pick someone else.”
Let it not be said, however, that Mercury Black was not persistent.
“I want her.”
This time, the whole classroom froze with Jaune as a cocky smile formed on Mercury’s face.
There was something about the way he said it that sent shivers down Jaune’s spine, and before he could even think about what he was doing, he was already standing up.
“I’ll fight him.”
His voice rang out across the classroom, and this time, whispers turned into gasps of surprise with squeals mixed in them.
They may have been closer than what friends or even partners should be, but there was no announcement that he and Pyrrha were officially dating.
The same could be said about him with Yang, Blake, and Weiss.
But what he did now?
It was just as good as staking his claim on one of them.
Jaune blushed as Pyrrha's bright green eyes found him. He could already see the grin forming on her face, and he was not the only one to notice.
“Damn it, I just know she’s going to be smug about this!” Yang grumbled, crossing her arms with a pout on her face.
“Looks like someone is jealous.” Blake chuckled as she gave a knowing look at Yang’s direction.
Yang, however, only rolled her eyes at that.
“Yeah, I’m jealous. You think I’m ashamed of that? I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who would be flattered if a certain someone stood up for them.”
Her eyes roamed the rest of her team, and everyone heard Weiss squeaked.
“I-I don’t know what you mean! I-I certainly won’t be flattered!” She said with a blush, her eyes glancing everywhere else but Jaune’s.
Ruby, however, looked at her with a flat stare.
“She meant me, Weiss.”
Once again, Weiss squeaked, her hands hiding her face as she blushed furiously.
It was at that moment, however, did Jaune saw Ruby form a mischievous grin before winking at him.
Ha! She was just messing with them, after all!
Jaune gave his best friend a knowing grin back, making Ruby laugh loudly.
Weiss’ head snapped up, and seeing the mirth flowing between them, she immediately realized she was the butt of a joke.
“I hate you all.”
Any other time, and Jaune Arc would’ve winced at Weiss Schnee’s words.
But right now?
With her embarassed like this and him having already tasted her mouth?
He only smiled confidently and said three words that blew Weiss’ words out of the water.
“No, you don’t.”
She flushed, and embarrassed blue eyes locked with his as they both remembered the kiss.
Before he could appreciate it, however, he heard a loud cough.
“Ahem!” Professor Goodwitch stared at him flatly, and Jaune slowly turned his head around to see the whole classroom looking at him.
“If you are done with your flirting, Mr. Arc, please prepare for the match you actually volunteered for.”
“Sorry!” He squeaked out, suitably chastised as chuckles rang out of the classroom.
“Good luck, Jaune!” Ruby cheered with a smile on her face.
“Go kick his ass, lover boy.” Yang added with a grin on hers.
Even Blake nodded as she confidently looked him straight in the eyes.
“I know you can do it.”
The last member of Team RWBY, however, only glanced away from him with a blush on her face.
Jaune wasn’t hurt, however, he was actually more amused.
Who knew teasing Weiss Schnee like this would make her so cute?
Still, Team RWBY wasn’t the only one in his corner. His own team’s enthusiasm matched their fire.
“Break his legs, fearless leader!” Nora grinned, even as Ren ruefully shook his head beside her
“That would be assault, but yes. Fight well, Jaune”
Jaune grinned, giving his friends a thumbs up before walking down towards the arena.
He met Pyrrha on the way, and he watched as a grin formed on her face.
“You know you don’t have to fight my battles, right?”
“It’s not yours, it’s mine.” He shook his head, but Pyrrha only chuckled mirthfully at him.”
“Looks like someone is jealous. I must admit, it feels nice to be on the receiving end for once.”
“I didn’t like how he pointed at you.” Jaune grumbled, pouting, even as Pyrrha just laughed at him.
“You’re cute when you’re jealous, you know? Tell you what, win the match and I’ll give you a reward.”
His eyes widened, his back straightened, and the neurons in his brain fired up all at once as he imagined what kind of reward it could be.
Seeing his expression, Pyrrha only laughed harder, even as a light blush dusted her face. Patting his shoulder, she walked past him, even as Jaune heard a whisper leave her lips.
“Remember, it’s only if you win.”
His eyes hardened, and Jaune immediately marched to face Mercury Black.
With the cheers of his friends behind him, and the promise of a reward if he won, how hard could beating one man be?
—---
Right, that’s it.
Jaune Arc had to die.
At least that’s what Mercury Black thought behind his disinterested facade.
His hand clenched tightly inside his pockets, but it didn’t take a genius that he was the away team, what with the cheering and the flirting.
He tried to keep his cool, but if there was anything that grated on his nerves, then it was chumps who thought they could take him.
And believe him, Jaune Arc was a chump who thought he could take him.
Mercury could see it on the way his blue eyes roamed his body up and down with a sharp gaze.
And it was the only reason he was bothering to fight the guy in the first place.
That, and backing out now will just make him out to be suspiciously fixated on Pyrrha Nikos.
They had meant to test her all those weeks ago, just before they arrived, but the unexpected savagery of the local students surprised them.
Mercury respected the fact that to the students of Beacon, no move was too underhanded. Hair pulling, eye poking, throat punching, and even going for the crotch were all on the table. He could see how it surprised the students from other academies, with how they reeled back the first time they saw it.
That meant, however, that if Mercury and his team had wanted to blend in and not get flat-footed, then they had to spend some time acting surprised and wary themselves. So they spent weeks observing, watching, and once they’ve decided it was enough time they struck.
That led to how he just challenged Pyrrha Nikos, even after she just decimated a whole team. What they did not expect, however, was for someone else to rise to the challenge.
Jaune motherfucking Arc.
The most famous and annoying person in the local scene, what with him bagging multiple women.
He scoffed. He’d seen the guy fight, and while it was surprising he was willing to get down and dirty, Mercury knew he could take him. Only one of them was trained by a master assassin, after all.
There was no need to talk. He only raised an eyebrow as Jaune Arc brought up his sword and shield.
“Are you ready, Mr. Black?” Goodwitch asked, and at this, Mercury finally took his arms out of his pocket and nodded.
“Then fight!”
And just like that, they met each other in the middle of the arena.
Mercury came in with a kick, still silent even as the rest of the room erupted in cheers.
“Go, Jaune! You can take him!”
“Break some legs, fearless leader!”
Mercury’s eye twitched at the peanut gallery just as his foot met Jaune’s shield. Still, he was not without his own support.
“Wooooh! Haven Represent! Take this for Haven, Mercury!” Sun Wukong shouted loudly, clapping excitedly as he smiled at him.
“Yeah! Beat his ass, Mercury! Poke his eye out!” Cardin Winchester cried out vindictively, to Mercury’s consternation.
He didn’t even know those guys that well, yet here they were, cheering for him. He just knew Emerald was going to start some shit over this.
Mercury danced away from Jaune’s counterstrike. His sword whooshed through the air and found nothing else. To Mercury, he was slow, predictable, and straightforward. Nothing to write anything about, even as the blonde followed through his steps.
Bang! Clang! Bang!
Sword, shield, and boots met as Mercury always kept one step ahead of his opponent while they danced around each other quickly.
Mercury twisted and spun, using his foot work to move out of harm’s way while trying to gather enough momentum.
Jaune Arc, however, used both sword and shield to try and eke out an advantage. He swung his sword towards Mercury’s head, but Mercury only ducked while coiling his feet. His feet struck forward, and the force that should have launched his enemy backward met a shield instead.
But Mercury wasn’t undaunted, he used the shield as a foothold and kicked away to create space between them.
There was a pause, as even the rest of the classroom held their breath, and for the first time ever, Mercury addressed his opponent.
“Not bad.”
“Thanks, I’ve been practicing.” Jaune replied with a smile, but Mercury could see how his hand shook at the pommel of his sword.
He may have kept up with Mercury so far, but it was obvious Jaune Arc was not used to a prolonged high intensity engagement.
Taking that into account, Mercury immediately charged forward with a grin on his face.
He leapt forward feet first, but once again, a shield met his attack. The force, however, still sent Jaune Arc reeling backward. Mercury followed through, but before he could even gain ground, Jaune Arc desperately threw his shield at him to stop him.
At this distance, they were too close for him to avoid the piece of metal flying towards his face, so for the first time in this fight, Mercury Black used his hands.
He punched upward, deflecting the piece of metal off course.
The move left him open, however, and his eyes watched as Jaune Arc stabbed forward with his sword.
The only answer Mercury had for that move was to lean back while desperately trying to swat the sword away from him.
His Aura flashed as metal scraped past his arm just as he kicked upward for a counterattack.
It was a trap.
Mercury confirmed this when instead of feeling resistance along his arm, the sword flew sideways harmlessly.
Jaune Arc, instead, closed in on him by grabbing Mercury’s leg and pushing on to tackle him to the ground.
The world slowed, and Mercury watched the world tilt around him.
And then he grinned.
It was a trap, of course.
But not for him.
On paper, what Jaune Arc did was sound. Closing the distance between them not only quashed Mercury’s means of attack, but it also nullified his speed and agility.
In reality, however, everything was going according to Mercury’s plan.
Before his foot left the ground, Mercury hopped and allowed the extra force to swing his leg over Jaune’s shoulder.
And as he started to let gravity take hold of his body, he grabbed onto Jaune’s arm and pulled.
He saw Jaune’s eyes widen at the action, but it was too late. He had pulled them to the ground and just like that, Mercury Black had just managed to pull off a flying triangle chokehold.
Shouts and cheers rang out as the whole classroom roared in surprise with the way everything just changed from a rapid exchange of blows to a grappling match.
Yet all Mercury had to do right now was squeeze, and squeeze he did.
Jaune choked, even as voices reached them from the peanut gallery.
“You can do it, Jaune!”
“Break through it, VB!”
“Come on, fearless leader!”
And then came the voices in his support.
“Choke him, Mercury! Choke him!”
“Beat his face in while you're at it!”
Despite the cheers, Mercury only smirked as Jaune Arc struggled. He knew he had it now, and it was only a matter of time before the blonde tired himself out or passed out from the lack of oxygen.
That was, of course, until he heard one particular voice.
“If you win, I’ll sit on your face!”
The whole world fell silent, and it was as if time slowed down to a crawl at the way everyone turned to the source of the voice.
Before he could even identify her, however, Mercury’s eyes widened as Jaune Arc suddenly tensed his whole body.
“What the fuck?” He whispered as Jaune tried to pull his body up to a sitting position by shimmying his legs under his hips.
Mercury tried to keep his grip, and tighten his legs over Jaune’s head, but there was no stopping the blonde, who was grinding his teeth.
It should have been impossible. Physically speaking, there was no way for the human body to be able to gather enough strength from this position to do something like that.
For something like this to happen, Jaune Arc had to have a strength enhancement Semblance, or he was just built different. Mercury’s eyes only widened further, however, when slowly but surely, Jaune Arc stood up with a roar.
And just like that, the tide of battle changed once again.
This time, there was nothing Mercury could do as Jaune suddenly body slammed him to the ground.
He gasped, his breath leaving his body even as Aura took the brunt of the damage. Inevitably, his hands released their hold on Jaune, and thus led to his doom.
The last thing he saw was Jaune Arc’s boot as it came down on his face.
—-----------
“Why are we all here?” She asked, fidgeting as they cramped themselves inside Team JNPR’s dorm room.
“Are you kidding? We’re obviously here to see you sit on Jaune’s face.” Yang raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she watched Jaune already laying on the bed.
She could only blush at that.
That’s right, she had promised to sit on his face if he won.
Why, you ask?
It’s because they were besties!
That, and Blake told her that it would motivate him when he was in a pinch!
So here Ruby Rose was, upholding her end of the bargain after Jaune won much the same way Pyrrha did by stomping on the face of his competition.
Only…..she didn’t think they’d have so many people watching them!
Pyrrha was obvious here, but she was pouting at the corner while grumbling to herself!
“Damn it, I should have said it first.”
And then there were the rest of Team JNPR.
Nora and Ren were watching calmly as Team RWBY cramped themselves around Jaune’s bed.
Any attempt to sway them from watching, however, only received a shrug from Nora.
“What? This is our room. If you don’t want to do it here, then you should go someplace else.”
They would’ve. Ruby would’ve actually wanted to do it in the privacy of their own room, but seeing the way their beds were arranged, it was too dangerous for what they are actually attempting in doing.
Her team, for their part, only watched at her predicament.
Yang was observing with her arms crossed, supremely jealous but also a bit proud of her sister.
Blake actually had her notebook and pen out, as if ready to write or sketch about what she was about to see with a grin on her face.
Ruby could only grumble at that.
This was Blake fault in the first place, and Ruby just knew she was laughing deep inside her at her predicament!
Worse, however, was the last one peeking in on them.
Weiss Schnee, her partner, stared at them with wide eyes.
“D-Don’t mind me! I’m just here to make sure nothing indecent happens!”
Yeah, right. Ruby scoffed internally. Weiss was just a jealous stuffy girl who didn’t know how to express her feelings! That and she was just afraid of feeling left out, and was actually a closeted pervert.
At least that’s what Yang said.
Regardless, there were too many people watching for what she was about to do!
So Ruby could only blush as she fidgeted uncomfortably. Jaune immediately picked up on her mood, however, and she all but jumped out of her skin as he sat up slowly.
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, you know?”
She knew that.
Jaune wasn’t the type of person to force her to do things she wasn’t comfortable with.
And this was definitely the type of thing no ordinary person was going to be comfortable with.
She said ordinary, because there was nothing ordinary about Pyrrha Nikos as she immediately leapt at the chance to be able to sit on Jaune’s face.
“I can sit on your face!” Pyrrha shouted, but Ruby immediately stretched her hand out to stop her.
“No! I can do this!” She said with a red face, silencing everyone as she was left breathing heavily.
Jaune, however, only looked at her softly.
“Are you sure, Ruby?”
It was at this moment, however, that Ruby shook her head to get her bearings.
Heck, they haven’t even kissed! Yet here they were about to jump straight into face-sitting!
It was enough to set her face aflame, and yet, there was one question lingering in her mind.
“Quick question, Jaune. Do you want me to sit on your face?”
Silence dominated the room, and everyone turned towards Jaune who was suddenly blushing and faking a cough.
“Ahem. I’m not saying no.”
“So you are saying yes.” She nodded, a grin creeping up her face as she watched Jaune nodding slowly with a blush on his face.
“Yeah, I’m saying yes.”
Ha! That was all she needed. Besides, it’s not like they were doing it naked, right? She still had her combat skirt on, and below that, she had her shorts.
“Good. Now lay back down, pretty boy, and let mama do the work.” She grinned, reveling in everyone’s shocked looks.
“Please never say those words in that order ever again.” Jaune replied, but regardless, he followed her order with a smile on his face and laid down on his bed.
Her grin widened at that, and she immediately pointed a finger at him while walking towards his bed.
“Ha! Admit it, you liked it.”
“I-mmph!” He started, but before he could say anything else, she snuck in a kiss.
She leaned downward, planting one on his lips as everyone gasped in shock.
It was short, hurried, and quick, but she only smiled as red dusted his face.
“Ruby!” He gasped, but already, she was leaping up to his bed to stand above his face.
She was sure he was already looking up her skirt, but again, she wasn’t worried. She wasn’t naked, after all. Still, it felt good to get one up against her sister.
“There. Just so you know I don’t do this just for anyone.” She grinned, hiked her skirts up, and without further ado, sat down on his face.
Silence dominated the room as everyone watched Ruby mount her bestie’s face. She looked down, looking at Jaune’s chest as she faced downwards towards his hips.
She only had a moment to get comfortable before she was suddenly stifling a moan with wide eyes.
She could feel the shape of his nose and the way his mouth moved underneath her, and at that, she could only squirm in pleasure.
“O-Oh, wow!” She gasped, her face reddening as everyone kept staring at her.
Still, her dad didn’t raise a quitter.
She doubled down, putting her whole weight on his face as he made her feel so very good.
Her eyes widened, however, when she suddenly saw a flash of red streak in front of her.
“Pyrrha?!”
Pyrrha Nikos had just mounted her partner’s crotch with a blush on her face.
“D-Don’t misunderstand! This is just Jaune’s reward for winning earlier!”
Now that started a mess nobody was ready to deal with. Because while Ruby Rose was still reveling in new feelings Jaune was eliciting in her, Pyrrha words were a way for everyone else to invite themselves in.
“Well, in that case, I’m rewarding him as well!” Yang shouted, kneeling and grabbing Jaune’s hand to place it between her boobs.
“T-This is not inappropriate! W-We are merely rewarding him!” Weiss nodded, blushing furiously as she walked across the other side to…..lace her fingers with his.
Real lewd, Weiss. Really, she was just the lewdest of them all! If she could, Ruby would’ve rolled her eyes at her partner. As she was, however, she could only bite her lip as she ground her crotch onto Jaune’s face.
Surprisingly, however, the supposed pervert of the bunch only looked at them with wide eyes before asking one question that froze them in their tracks.
“Uhm, guys? Is Jaune okay?”
—-----
“They killed him! They killed Jaune-Jaune!”
“They what?!” Glynda Goodwitch slammed her hands on her office table with wide eyes as one Nora Valkyrie came barging in.
Said Nora Valkyrie, however, only cried harder.
“He’s dead! They killed him and he’s dead!” She repeated, tears falling down her eyes as Glynda marched towards her.
“Show me!” Glynda growled, following after the girl even as she fished her Scroll out.
She knew things were heading to a boil between Jaune Arc and the rest of the student body who were jealous of him, but murder?!
That was going too far!
Times like these did Glynda Goodwitch wish that Beacon wasn’t so hands-off with the students’ interpersonal relationships, even if she could see the wisdom in letting students handle their problems.
At the very least, she wished that they at least had a guidance counselor available for said students.
As it was, however, it was too late to ruminate on what ifs and what could have beens as she called the rest of her colleagues. Things like these required more than just the Deputy Headmistress of Beacon if they were to investigate a murder.
Yet the moment they entered Team JNPR’s dorm room, Glynda could only freeze at the sight of Pyrrha Nikos, Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, and Yang Xiao Long kneeling by a line beside Jaune Arc’s bed.
While Blake Belladonna, the last member of Team RWBY, stood apart from them with wide eyes. Suspicious, but as long as she was escaping, she was not Glynda’s priority.
Sniffles could be heard, tears could be seen from the four kneeling by the bed, and one wouldn’t be at fault for thinking that they looked to be praying for one man’s soul.
“What happened?” She asked softly, her eyes wide at Jaune Arc’s immaculate form.
There were no external wounds she could see, but did that mean poison then? He didn’t look that sick, either, and only a few hours at most had passed since Glynda last saw him in Combat Class. She didn’t know of any fast acting agent that could kill a man without doing it violently.
The answer to her question, however, was something she never ever thought she would hear.
“They sat on his face and killed him!” Nora Valkyrie announced, blowing Glynda’s mind out of the water.
Death by having his face sat on?! It was so ridiculous to Glynda’s mind that it blew the seriousness out of the situation! She knew it was bad, but she couldn’t help but blink incredulously at the notion!
Glynda’s eye twitched as she blandly looked at Jaune’s supposed dead body.
“Are you serious?”
The confirmation came, however, from Lie Ren, someone who Glynda knew would never joke about these things.
“No, he’s dead. He died bravely.” Lie Ren, however, only nodded solemnly.
Was this true? Was he joking? Was he actually in on it and covering the perpetrator’s tracks? Glynda had no idea!
A sigh threatened to leave her mouth, but she restrained it. No, first thing’s first, she had to get a clear read of the situation to get a conclusion.
“Is this true, Ms. Rose? Did you actually sit on Jaune Arc’s face?” She called out, eliciting a wince from the little girl.
Yes, that’s right. She heard the bet. The condition that if Jaune Arc won against Mercury Black, then she would sit on his face. She just didn’t think they would actually go through with it.
Gods, what was it with these students and ludicrous bets?
Sitting on one’s face, was this what the youth were getting up to these days?!
She blushed, but before Ruby Rose could even offer her a satisfactory answer, the door opened once more and in came Ozpin and their cohorts.
“Glynda! Is it true?! Did you call for a Code Black?!” Ozpin called seriously as Nurse Tsune, Professor Port, and Doctor Oobleck followed behind him.
Code Black, the code for death of the intentional kind, albeit by suicide or murder. It was one of the few codes to get Ozpin to drop his foolish behavior and take things seriously.
It was clear, however, that this was not a Code Black situation.
“It’s a false alarm, everyone. It is not a Code Black.” She replied, but she could already see them looking incredulously at her as their eyes flicked to Jaune Arc’s body.
As awful as it was, however, t most, it was a Code Gray.
Accidental dea-
Glynda blinked as she saw Jaune Arc’s chest move.
“Did he just breathe?”
The whole room froze, and the four kneeling by his side immediately perked up with wide eyes.
A cold voice, however, doused their excitement.
“No, he’s dead. I’m sure of it.”
“Renny! How can you say that?!” Nora Valkyrie whirled towards her partner, but uncharacteristically, it was at that moment that Lie Ren decided to make a stand against his best friend.
“It is because I am his friend that I can say he died bravely with a woman sitting on his face.” He declared, silencing the room as the men turned towards him with wide eyes.
“What do you mean….sat on his face?” Ozpin asked, and Glynda just knew that was about to follow was another bout of his ridiculousness.
“I mean full force sitting with her whole body weight into it.” Lie Ren nodded gravely, and it was then could Ruby Rose no longer take it.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” She cried out, snapping every man’s eyes towards her as they looked at her in equals disturbance and awe.
“Don’t be, lass.” Professor Port shaking his head nervously before an awkward chuckle left his mouth. “You made him a hero. A king among men, really. I’m sure his forefathers are now excitedly greeting him in the afterlife.”
Ruby Rose could only blush at that before standing up and waving her hands towards Jaune’s body.
“But he’s breathing right there!”
“Rigor mortis. It’s been known to happen.” Doctor Oobleck replied seriously, to which Glynda could only look at him flatly.
“Rigor mortis? That’s what you’re going with? We actually have Nurse Tsune here to confirm if it is or isn’t.”
“I can definitely say that it isn’t rigor mortis.” Nurse Tsune grinned, and Glynda was sure she was finding the situation funny. The only reason she wasn’t laughing, however, was because Glynda was glaring at all of them.
Lie Ren, however, refused to see sense and instead dropped a bomb that would blow their minds wide open.
“You weren’t here, Professor. Ruby sat on his face, then Pyrrha on his crotch, and both Yang and Weiss stretched his hand towards them. It was over before we knew it.” “He shook his head, telling everything to Glynda’s own amazement.
“All four?”
“All four.” Lie Ren nodded solemnly to which Glynda could only shake her head in disbelief before turning towards the last member of Team RWBY who was cowering on a corner.
“What about Blake Belladonna?
“She was recording it in her notebook.”
“...He’s a god.” Professor Port muttered in awe, getting nods from the other men and frustration from her.
“I can’t believe I’m even entertaining this.” Glynda growled before turning rapidly towards the men in the room and pushing them out with her Semblance. “Out! All of you out! You too, Mr. Lie and Ms. Valkyrie! I only need Nurse Tsune and those responsible for this mess here!”
“But I live here!” Nora Valkyrie complained petulantly, but it was nowhere near grating compared to Port’s cries for mercy.
“But Glynda! We must pay respects to the god among men!”
“You’ll pay respects when you’re dead.” She growled, slamming the door on their faces as she breathed deeply to rein her anger in.
“Ugh, men!” She groaned one last time before turning towards the women left with her in the room. “Tsune, please make sure Mr. Arc is alright.”
“On it.” Nurse Tsune answered, even as their students gulped at her nervously.
“You five-”
“Five?! I didn’t even do anything!” Blake interrupted, defending herself with wide eyes.
“FIVE!” Glynda, however, emphasized, silencing Blake Belladona’s complaint with a growl before continuing. “You five are on the verge of toeing the line! Beacon has always had a hands-free policy on the students’ interpersonal relationships, but there should be limits!”
Everyone fell silent at that, and the girls tentatively looked at each with bated breath before turning towards.
“...What limits?” Ms. Nikos asked after some time, and Glynda only nodded in relief as they finally started to have some sense and began to listen to her.
“For starters, no carousing and flirting during classes.” She raised a finger, looking at them all flatly.
“Why are you looking at me?” Ms. Xiao Long asked incredulously, but Glynda’s eye only twitched at that.
“I’m looking at all of you.”
“That’s a reasonable clause. What else?” Weiss Schnee cut in, a light blush adorning her face but eager to move things along.
Glynda took a deep breath at that and raised another finger.
“Number two, you all must restrain yourselves from violence.”
“Violence?” Ruby Rose tilted her head, but Glynda only sighed towards her.
“I have heard of these situations before. Despite Mr. Arc accepting all of you into an unconventional relationship. It is inevitable that you will see yourselves as competition one way or another. It is imperative that you do not challenge each other to deathmatches. Is that understood?”
“Why are you looking at me?” Pyrrha Nikos asked, but this time, Glynda only repeated her question with a growl.
“Is that understood?
“””””Yes, Professor Goodwitch.””””” They all nodded to her satisfaction, even as Ms. Nikos answered with a pout on her face.
“Good, now that brings me to my final point.” Glynda sighed, but the girls only blinked at her.
“There’s more?” Ruby Rose asked confusedly to which she could only nod.
“Yes, Ms. Rose, there is more. With all of you not being able to fight it out through violence, some of you might already be thinking of stealing a march on the others.” She started, and already she could see Ms. Nikos and Ms. Xiao Long wince guiltily.
“It is important that whatever you do next is safe and consensual, not just to you but to Mr. Arc as well.” She continued, and to her gratefulness, they all nodded in understanding.
“That sounds reasonable.” Blake Belladonna nodded as a smile began to form on Glynda’s face.
“It does sound reasonable, doesn’t it? Which is why I am having Mr. Arc removed from this dorm room and to somewhere else safer.”
“Woah, woah! You’re taking VB?!”
“You can’t do that!”
Both Yang Xiao Long and Pyrrha Nikos shouted immediately, but Glynda only kept a smile on her face.
“I absolutely can. We’ve prepared more than enough rooms for the transfer students. Mr. Arc will be assigned to a vacant one.”
“W-Which one?” Ruby Rose asked hesitantly, but this time, she couldn’t stop the snort from coming out.
“Ha! I know you’re already thinking of sneaking yourselves into it, which is why I will be the only one to know! You may learn which room it is when he invites you into it himself.”
“Hey, hey, you’re just hogging him to yourself!” Again, Ms. Xiao Long confirmed, but Glynda only waved a hand in her direction.
“Think what you will, in the meantime, I will bring him to his new room while Nurse Tsune will teach you about your sex education.”
“I will?”
“You will.”
There were protests, complaints, and violent reactions, but Glynda bulldozed all of it stoically as she lifted Jaune Arc with her Semblance together with his things.
Finally, she was almost free of his mess. The only thing to do now was to tie up loose ends and make sure they don’t hurt themselves.
Glynda Goodwitch locked the room behind her, ignored the shouts from Ozpin and the others as they were apparently waiting for them, and brought a still unconscious Jaune Arc to his new dorm room.
Little did she know, however, that this action would start a series of events that would always be remembered in Beacon history.
—-----
When Jaune Arc woke up, it was to a dark and unfamiliar ceiling.
His memories came slowly, but when they did, he could only groan embarrassedly as a blush rose quickly to his face.
Having Ruby sit on his face.
Gods, what was he thinking?
In his defense, however, being kissed, teased, and flirted with by multiple women would drive anyone who didn’t have an outlet mad.
And believe him, Jaune Arc did not have an outlet.
Not in the shower, not in the bedroom, and not anywhere else as they were always so busy preparing for class and training.
So it was such a strange thing to see right now, that he had no one else but himself inside a room.
He looked around him, but the only notable thing he could see was a note left on the nightstand beside the bed he was laying on.
His hand reached out, and his eyes widened once he saw who it was from.
Professor Glynda Goodwitch.
And it was telling him that he will be staying in this room for reasons she will explain in person, while he thought of a way to get a handle on his harem in the meanwhile.
Jaune grumbled at that. Well, wasn’t that vague? And why do they keep calling it harem?
Honestly speaking, as much as he enjoyed their special relationship, he often felt like a guinea pig that the girls kept playing with.
Pyrrha and Yang fought over him.
Ruby often teased him, and played with him.
And Blake?
He often felt like she looked at him as an enjoyable curiosity.
Only Weiss didn’t treat him like a guine pig, what with her being equal parts shy and wary of him.
He jolted, however, when he suddenly heard a knock coming not from the door, but from the window. Turning towards it, he saw nothing but the dark sky until a palm slammed onto it from below.
He almost screamed from fright, but he choked it back as he saw ribbons pop up from below.
“Blake?!” He asked with wide eyes because there was Blake Belladonna hanging by her fingertips.
He immediately moved forward, opening the window and stretching his hand out to pull her in.
“Do you have any idea how long I have been looking for you? I had to look through all the windows, and trust me, you do not want to know what some people get up to.” She asked, shivering as
“Why were you looking for me? And speaking of that, where even are we?”
“We’re somewhere in the Mistralians part of the dorms.” Blake answered, looking at his new room before grinning as she turned towards him. “As for why I’m here, what do you remember before you passed out?”
A blush formed at Jaune’s face at that, but nevertheless, he answered honestly.
“I remember Ruby sitting on my face before someone pushed down on my hips.”
“That was Pyrrha, but I guess you don’t know what happened next, huh?”
Jaune could only embarrassedly shake his head at that. There was no use lying to Blake. Not when she was there to witness all of it.
And he had a feeling that whatever happened next after he passed out, she was about to tell him.
“Well, for your information, Yang and Weiss decided to reward you as well.”
“Reward me?” He tilted his head in confusion, but Blake only smiled knowingly at him.
“For winning your match, of course. Do you want to know what they did?”
“W-What did they do?”
“Yang pulled your hand to her boobs.”
“She did that?” Jaune asked with wide eyes as they turned to look at his right hand.
Blake, however, only chuckled at him.
“Other hand. Weiss got that one.”
He snapped towards her, gulping as he opened his mouth.
“W-What did she do?”
“You might not believe this, but Weiss Schnee….” She trailed off dramatically, a grin on her face as she let Jaune suffer in tension. “.....held your hand.”
You would’ve heard a pin drop at the silence that engulfed them, but Jaune only gulped as he processed Blake’s words.
“...Held my hand?”
“Tightly.” She nodded with a grin on her face, and Jaune looked at his hand…..with a furious blush on his face.
Laughter rang out of Blake’s lips as she beheld his expression.
“Is that seriously making you blush?”
“I can’t help it! You know I’ve had a crush on her for some time!”
Blake, however, only rolled her eyes at that.
“I think everyone knew that, Jaune. Besides, you two have already kissed. Don’t tell me hand-holding is more intimate than that?”
He shook his head slowly, a wry smile forming on his face, even as he still looked at his hand.
“No, no, this is different. Weiss kissed me during the dance because she wanted to show off for Neptune. This time, she didn’t have to give me a reward, but she did, and I think that makes it more meaningful.”
“Meaningful, you say?” Blake hummed thoughtfully before nodding as if completely understanding something. “If you’re already blushing at hand-holding, then I think you might pass out with what I do next.”
“I beg your pardon?” Jaune snapped towards her with wide eyes, but what she did next only made his heart beat faster.
Her hands found his, and Jaune could only watch as Blake slowly interfaced their fingers with a coy smile on her lips.
“You asked me why I’m here, right? Well, I haven’t given you my reward yet.”
“W-What is it?” He gulped.
The last time he got a reward from Blake, he got a hot make out session for fighting against racism. This time, however, Jaune could only watch as she pulled his hand to her lips, gave a quick kiss, and then…..put it on top of her head.
He looked at her with wide eyes, feeling the texture of the ribbon hiding her ears before finding it to be gone as she pulled it away. All he felt after that was soft, silky fur adorning her cat ears.
“Us Faunus treat our animal traits as intimate parts of our body. If holding hands with Weiss is important to you, then I want you to know that letting you do this is important to me.” She explained, and despite the action not being as passionate or heated as the last time she gave him a reward, Jaune found the moment to be truly special.
“Blake, I don’t know what to say.” He muttered, still looking at her cat ears that were now twitching under his hard.
It felt hard, and soft at the same, but he jolted when he heard a heated breath leave her mouth.
“You can say thank you as a start.” She squirmed, a blush forming on her face, even as she kept her amber eyes locked on him.
Jaune laughed at the reply, and his expression softened as he gave her a wide smile.
“Thank you, Blake. Really, I feel like it’s an honor.”
“That’s because it is. For some Faunus like me, our features actually double as erogenous zones.”
And just like that, his hand flew away from her head.
“O-Oh! I’m sorry!” He squeaked out, but Blake’s hand only snaked forward and grabbed his once again.
“Did I tell you to stop?” She asked, her eyes half-lidded as she continued to give him a smile with a blush on her face.
She looked beautiful then, hot really, and Jaune could only gulp as he suddenly found his hand back on her head.
“I-I suppose this is your reward for me, then.” He answered nervously, but Blake only continued to smile at him.
“Part of it, yes.”
“And the rest?” He blinked curiously, but the answer left him speechless.
Blake moved a hand, waving towards her entire body.
“This.”
“W-What?” Jaune asked in shock, unable to comprehend the situation even as Blake laughed at him.
“We talked about it, you know? After you were passed out.”
“Talked about what?” He asked again because really, this was just getting a little too hard for him to follow.
Blake, however, only continued with a smile while enjoying the hand on her head.
“More like they argued, really. And I just decided for myself.”
“You’re not making sense, Blake.” Jaune shook his head incredulously, and finally, Blake decided to heed his confusion.
“I’m not, am I? Well, to explain, Nurse Tsune actually taught us about sex. That, ultimately, led to the discussion who was going to be your first.” She started to explain, but even then, there were some things that just needed a little bit of confirmation.
“My first?” He asked, and while he had a feeling what she meant, he didn’t want to jump the gun.
Blake, however, only smiled ruefully at him.
“It’s the natural progression, isn’t it? You’ve been kissing multiple women and making all of them like you. What do you think would’ve happened if you kept teasing them like that?”
Jaune blinked because he knew the answer to that question.
He knew it because it was the same thing that was happening to him.
Getting pent-up.
It was why he agreed to Ruby sitting on his face in the first place. He didn’t know the girls were going through the same thing he did, but in hindsight, he should’ve known.
He lived with seven sisters, after all. It’s just that, his mind decided to block any memory of his sisters being involved in carnal pleasures. Nobody wanted to think of their sister getting it on, after all.
But his friends were not his sisters, and he should’ve been more considerate of them. Considerate, like how Blake was being right now.
“I have prior experience in it, which is why I decided that your first time should be as enjoyable as it is educational. I hope that’s alright with you. Wouldn’t want you fumbling with the others, after all, right?” She explained, but Jaune could see nervousness start to take over her, as he could only stare at her silence.
Eventually, he managed to breathe out a reply.
“Why?”
“I’ll be honest, I think you’re cute, you’re funny, and a good friend, but the main reason I am doing this is that I am pent-up as well.” Blake answered, confirming Jaune’s thoughts from earlier, even as she shook her head wryly. “I just didn’t realize it until Nurse Tsune started talking about sex.”
Jaune, however, could only shake his head as he still struggled to understand the situation.
“But why me?”
“Who else am I going to ask but the boy I’ve been kissing recently?”
“R-Right.” Jaune blushed, awkwardly rubbing the back of his head as he took away his hand from hers. Her ears twitched cutely, but he could only look in nervousness as he gave his own thoughts on the matter.
“It’s not that I’m saying no, but…I’ve never actually done anything like this before.” He admitted, and he watched as Blake only laughed beautifully.
“Don’t worry. Didn’t I tell you I meant this to be both enjoyable and educational for you?”
“R-Right, sorry.” He apologized, but he froze as he felt Blake’s hand cup his cheek.
“So, just to confirm, are you in or are you out?”
Jaune shivered. He appreciated the gesture really, but what Blake was doing now despite the calm way she talked with him only made his blood run hot. He felt heat spread through from his chest to his back, and to his core, and he suddenly felt surer than ever before.
“I’m in.”
“Good.”
And then she was kissing him.
Their lips met in a torrid kiss, and Jaune, being a lot more experienced than he was before, gave as good as he got. Their tongues twined against each other, and the sounds of moaning and of lips smacking against each other filled the room.
Their hands weren’t idle either, Blake snaked hers behind his neck and Jaune’s immediately found her ass. They pulled each other closer and body molded against body despite the clothes still between them.
It was hot, it was passionate, and still, neither of them could get enough of it.
Eventually, Blake’s hands glided down to the edge of his shirt, lifting it up and forcing him to momentarily let go of her. His shirt flew away from him, and he was just about to the same to her when he froze as Blake suddenly kissed his chest.
“Mmmhh, salty.” She hummed thoughtfully, a coy smile gracing her lips as she looked up at him.
Jaune could only blush, suddenly self-aware of the fact that he hadn’t even showered after the eventful day he had.
“S-Sorry, want me to take a bath?” He asked, but Blake’s laughter only twinkled at him.
“This is good. We can take a bath together and I can teach you everything you need to know about a woman’s body.”
“E-Everything?” He gulped, his eyes widening as Blake cutely tilted her head at him while taking her shirt off.
“Everything.”
Pale, smooth skin greeted his eyes as he beheld her body. She was fit, toned, lithe, and supple all at the same time. His eyes, however, were mainly attracted to one feature.
“Ahhh, I see you’ve found my breasts.” She joked, and Jaune blushed as she pushed them upwards with her hands. “Would you like to hold them?”
He could only nod silently, and his hands automatically moved upwards to hold them as a shaky breath left his mouth.
Despite the bra between them, Jaune could feel their heat and weight with his fingers.
They were bigger than he thought, and the black bra holding them up only made them look more plump and juicy. He squeezed, and he heard a moan leave Blake’s mouth even as she smiled at him.
“No need to rush. You’ll be able to hold them as you like later.”
He could only gulp silently, and he watched as Blake suddenly moved his hands away before reaching backward to unhook her bra. What happened next was something he will forever remember.
A mischievous twinkle glowed up in Blake’s amber eyes, and the next Jaune knew, she was throwing her bra at him.
It hit his face, and with wide eyes, he immediately reached upward to keep it in place. Blake’s smell invaded his nostrils, and once again, Blake reveled in his reaction with a laugh.
Jaune, however, could only stare at the pink nipples pointing towards him.
“Come on, Jaune. Do you like what you see? Women love it when you voice out your thoughts too.” She called out, and eventually, he managed to mutter out an answer as he stared in breathless awe.
“I love it.”
A blush spread down Blake’s neck she only laughed at him with a wide smile.
“That’s good. It’s important you make a girl feel desirable. When you do, they tend to do things like this.”
She leaned into him, and their chests touched each other as heat spread between them.
“Thank you, Blake. You’re just so beautiful.” He whispered, running his hands over her back as her softness molded against his.
“Hmmm, you just know what to say, don’t you?” She muttered, her breath ghosting over his neck as she planted light kisses against his skin.
Hugging like this, Jaune couldn't help but think that women really were amazing. He bit back a moan as he nuzzled her hair, touching her ears and eliciting a moan from her.
She purred against him, but eventually, she pulled back with a smile on her lips.
“Now, come on. Let’s finish undressing so we can finally get on with it.”
Jaune had never moved faster than he did before. He snapped backwards immediately, opened up his pants, and pulled it down in one smooth motion. His feet snagged at the edge, but he only kicked it away.
By the time he was done, however, Blake Belladonna was already naked as the day she was born.
“You take a shower in your underwear?” She raised an eyebrow while cocking her hips, a coy smile on her lips as she looked him up and down.
Jaune blushed.
Not to discount Pyrrha and the others, but at that moment, Blake Belladonna might well be the most beautiful creature he had ever soon.
Smooth long legs, pale white skin, bountiful breasts, and a neat trim of pubic hair just above her womanhood.
Nothing like the messy blonde hair framing his junk as he pulled his briefs off. Blake, however, did not seem to mind as she only grinned at him.
“Nice.”
“T-Thanks!” He muttered, but before he could appreciate her further, she was already walking past him towards the shower.
Her fingers ghosted across his arm, leaving goosebumps in her wake, Blake, however, only continued with a smirk on her face.
The sight of her walking away from him naked was something to behold, but her looking back at him with a coy smile on her face was something else.
“Are you coming?”
He was coming indeed.
He rushed towards her, eliciting a squeal as they pushed themselves into the shower. The next thing he knew, they were kissing as soap and water ran down their bodies.
Their hands roamed each other, and Jaune took the chance to touch her everywhere he could. From shampooing her head, to soaping her neck and breasts, and finally, having the courage to touch her pussy.
“Go on, Jaune. Touch me more.” She whispered, and Jaune took her words for what it was, touching her inside.
She gasped as he inserted one finger, but Jaune was too busy exploring uncharted territory.
It was warm, slick, and it was nothing like he had ever touched before. He pushed deeper, moving his finger in a circular motion as he tried to feel as much as he could.
Naturally, this elicited a gasp from Blake.
“Looks like someone is excited.” Blake moaned before leaning away from him to look up at him with half-lidded eyes as her own hands touched his dick. “Go slow, okay? Not everyone appreciates having something rammed into them so suddenly. Especially virgins.”
Jaune grunted, it was the only thing he could do as Blake’s hands started to go up and down in a circular motion. She kept her pace slow, and Jaune had the bright idea to match her rhythm.
Blake shivered, as he followed her movements, his finger going in and out the same pace her hands were going up and down. Eventually, he had another bright idea. He added another finger into the mix.
“Y-You’re a quick learner.” She gasped heatedly, her body leaning against him even as she started to move her hands up and down faster and faster. “But you need to remember, I’m the teacher here.” She whispered with a grin on her face.
“B-Blake.” He could only whisper, because at this point, his knees were already shaking even as he tried to keep pace with her.
Not willing to go down without a fight, he kissed her. His tongue invaded her mouth as he kissed her as deep as he could. He could only feel her lips curl upward, however, despite the fact that she entangled her own tongue with his.
Their saliva mixed with each other, but Jaune had to pull back as she suddenly tightened her hands around him.
Jaune gasped, his fingers falling limp as all he could do was try to grab onto her while his whole body shook.
And then eventually……
She stopped, leaving him on the edge shaking and panting.
“Have you learned your lesson yet?” She asked with a mischievous grin on her face, and Jaune could only shudder as he panted out an answer.
“Y-Yes.”
“Good, let’s continue this on the bed, shall we?”
And then she was moving, leaving Jaune alone to shake and shudder as his cock throbbed violently.
Despite how hard and painful his dick was right now, Jaune couldn’t help but smile.
Because this was it.
Jaune Arc was about to lose his virginity.
—------
Blake Belladonna sighed as she tried to keep her composure.
That was close. She thought to herself as she tried to gather her breath. That was really too damn close. Already, she could feel her slick heat flow down her thighs as she remembered how Jaune kissed her while fingering her pussy.
The move surprised her, but as the more experienced one, Blake could not let him get control so easily.
She had to restrain a flinch, however, when she heard Jaune get out of the shower after her. Looking as sensually as she could, she slowly sat on his bed and turned towards him.
“What do you think? You think you’re up for more?”
She could only watch appreciatively, however, as Jaune walked towards her with hooded eyes.
“I’m ready.” Was all he said as Blake suddenly found a dick throbbing in front of her face.
She only let out a smirk, however, as she looked up at him.
“I’m guessing you’ve been thinking about me like this? Me below you, your dick hanging over my face?”
She poked out a tongue, keeping it an inch torturously away from his dick. From this point of view, Blake’s eyes couldn’t help but cross whenever they flicked back towards it, but she tried to keep her eyes in Jaune as he gulped at her appreciatively.
“I may have imagined it from time to time.” He admitted, and Blake gave him a reward for his honesty.
“Well, imagine no more.”
And with one stroke, she gobbled him up.
“GLURK!”
She almost choked on the size of it, but it was worth it just to hear him hiss in pleasure.
“Holy shit, Blake!”
She pulled his hands up, putting it on top of her head just as she pulled back with a smile on her face.
“I don’t think the others could do that just yet, but let me give you a taste of how good it could be.” She said, making sure he had a handle on her ears before diving back in.
“GLUCK! GLURK! GLURKH!”
In, out, in, and out again. Blake made sure to keep her rhythm up as Jaune shook in pleasure.
Her own hands weren’t idle either because they found his balls and fondled them carefully, stirring up the manseed within them as she tasted precum in her lips.
But the delicious, thick, salty liquid only made her emit an embarrassing sound.
“Mmmph!” She moaned, her tongue swirling against his glans as his knees shook precariously.
“Holy shit, Blake! Stop! Stop!”
And stop she did, not because of her own free will, however, but because his hold on her hair was getting too tight.
She didn’t let him know that, however, instead, she only panted heavily as he removed herself from his dick.
She knew what she looked like.
A Cat Faunus flushed red from gagging on his dick that was now wet from her saliva?
She was every man’s wet dream.
And Jaune proved this by pushing her down on the bed.
Their eyes locked against each other, and Blake couldn’t believe it. Her heart was actually skipping a beat. She only laughed, however, smiling as Jaune tilted his head at her quizzically.
“Do you think you could put it in yourself?” She asked, but Jaune only smiled at her nervously.
“I think so, but I uhm…..” He trailed off, and there was only one reason a boy would be nervous when she was already spreading her legs for him.
“Afraid you might blow your load early?” She ventured.
Some might have called it tactless, but Blake actually preferred things to be blunt and honest so as to avoid misunderstandings.
So when Jaune nodded bashfully, Blake only gave him an understanding smile and cupped his cheek.
“Then why don’t you take the time to reciprocate what I just did?”
She punctuated her words with a quick kiss to his lips, and it was her pleasure to see Jaune nodding enthusiastically.
It was always nice to see a man willing to go down for his woman.
His woman.
Blake blinked.
Since when did she begin to think of herself as his woman?
She didn’t have time to think about the answer, however, because Jaune was already sliding down to eat her out.
His lips found her nipples first, giving them a quick suck even as his hands continued downwards.
They curiously pried her lower lips open, even as Blale’s thighs squirmed ticklishly.
“S-Slow down. There’s no rush.” She gasped, feeling the heat of his breath ghosting on the inside of her thighs.
“What….what should I do?” Jaune asked nervously, but Blake only patted his hair comfortingly before taking a deep breath.
“First off, you don’t need to pry it open. Try to slide a finger in like how you did earlier in the shower.” She started, and she bit the inside of her cheek as she felt Jaune follow her instructions.
“Like this?” He asked as her wet, delicate folds parted for his digit.
“Yes, like that.” She gasped lightly, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling. “Now try to move in and out slowly. Pushing deeper each time.”
“You…uhm…like that?”
Blake opened her eyes, looking downwards to see Jaune staring up at her nervously.
“Yes, I like it. Thank you for asking, Jaune.” She smiled, giving him more confidence, as she appreciated his attempt at trying to talk dirty to her.
Dirty talk, however, did not seem to be his forte, but that could be enhanced in the future. Right now, however, Jaune was suited to being the sweet boy next door.
Case in point, the beaming smile he gave her after her confirmation rivaled Ruby’s at being able to give her a sweet case of diabetes.
“You’re welcome.”
The blush that adorned her cheeks wasn’t unwelcome, but Blake was here for more than sweet words. She leaned back in the bed, and raised her hips lightly.
“Once you’ve reached as deep as you can, try shaping your finger like a hook. You should be able to tou-shit!”
Blake blushed furiously as her hips rose up instinctively, while Jaune followed her instructions and hit her g-spot.
“I’m touching shit?” He asked with wide eyes and a pale face, and Blake could not help it.
She laughed.
Loudly.
It was a full out bellow from the stomach that left tears in her eyes.
“My g-spot! You’re touching my g-spot!” She clarified, still laughing, as Jaune’s pale face suddenly turned red.
“Oh, I knew that.” He tried, but Blake only rolled her eyes at him with a smile on her face.
“Sure, you did. Now try to pump in and out slowly. You could add another finger if you want, like earlier.” She took a deep breath, watching as Jaune did just that and caused her to twitch lightly
She could already feel her folds clenching over his fingers, but Blake found Jaune’s strokes to be pleasurable.
He really was a quick learner, as his strokes grew deeper and longer, making her lungs heave and her breath deeper.
The fact that his eyes were locked onto his face only added to the intimacy of the moment, as heat started to spread across her face.
Slick with desire, Blake gasped timidly as he grew more in confidence.
“Yes….right there.” She hissed heatedly, already hearing the sound of her fluids coating his fingers.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Her pussy said, and Blake couldn’t help but feel lucky as Jaune suddenly decided it was the right time to dive in without her instruction.
Her eyes widened, feeling his tongue drag against her lower lips and flick against her nub.
“Oh shit.”
She spasmed, her hands finding his hair as her whole body heaved and buckled. He was strong, though, he used his elbows to pin her thighs down and continued eating her out.
Blake, at that point, however, started to panic as she felt herself near her end.
“Jaune?! Jaune, stop!” She called out, rapidly pulling his hair along with his head up.
“W-What is it?! I didn’t hurt you, did I?!” He asked worriedly, Blake could only blush, however, as she suddenly crossed her legs over her pussy.
It still tingled from the sudden assault he put it in.
“No, but wouldn’t you want to do the real deal now?” She deflected embarrassedly, and she could only watch as Jaune's eyes roamed her body.
“I could do with some more, but yeah. Don’t we need to use some protection though?” He breathed out, reason still clinging to his mind despite the situation they were in.
Blake could only shiver in pleasure, however, as she suddenly spread her legs and opened her mouth to answer.
“Don’t worry. Nurse Tsune gave us morning after pills.”
And just like that, his eyes darkened with desire as he suddenly loomed above her.
Blake grinned.
Finally.
She felt his dick line up against her pussy, and with one long look, felt it push into her folds.
They gasped at the same time, and Blake saw the moment reality kicked in for him.
“Congratulations on losing your virginity.” She smiled.
—---
“Congratulations on losing your virginity.” She smiled up at him, and Jaune could only chuckle breathlessly.
Yup, that’s right.
Jaune Arc was no longer a virgin.
Being inside of Blake was nothing like he had ever felt before.
All he could say about it was that she felt amazing as her pussy clenched tightly over his dick.
“Good?” He asked, waiting for her permission to continue.
“I’m good.” Blake nodded, her hands reaching up to caress the back of his head. Somehow, things felt more intimate as she played with his hair.
Seeing that she wasn’t complaining, however, Jaune gave her a quick thrust to see her reaction.
“Ah.” A quick breath left her mouth, but other than that, Blake only smiled cheekily at him. “You can move how you want to, you know? Ladies will generally tell you if you’re doing something wrong.”
Jaune nodded, with no protest from her, he gave her another pump before pulling backward slowly.
“Mmmhmm, that’s good, but I’m not so delicate that you can’t go faster, you know?” Blake hummed thoughtfully, and Jaune’s eyes widened before a chuckle left his mouth as he realized what was actually happening.
“Looks like someone is excited.” He said cheekily, but contrary to being embarrassed, Blake only smiled wider.
“Yes, good job noticing it. Now what you’ve noticed it, however, what are you going to do?”
The question made him pause in his tracks, before finally, he smiled as he had more confidence in himself.
“Thank you, Blake. Really.” He whispered, beginning to piston in and out without hesitation.
“You…ugh…are welcome!” She squeaked out, hugging him tightly as he gradually picked up the space.
Jaune set a slow but steady rhythm, making sure to reach as deep as he could with each thrust as he rocked back and forth against her.
She was slick, wet, and more than willing as he felt her warm folds envelop him with desire. Each thrust now elicited a grunt from her, but since she never actually told him to stop, Jaune only continued.
Heavy breaths were forced out of her lungs as he started to go faster, and the only words she were able to tell him were that it was good, faster, or similar variations of how he should continue.
Jaune followed, grunting as he bottomed out inside of her. He was pounding her now, eliciting lustful moans that were suddenly buried in a heated kiss.
Jaune found his lips plundered by her tongue, and just like that, his world shrank to hot, sweaty, darkness as he closed his eyes.
They didn’t need to say anything to let the other know they were feeling good. All they needed to do was listen to how their bodies reacted. Blake’s pussy tightened, clenched, and shivered around him, while Jaune’s dick only swelled and throbbed angrily.
Their hands weren’t idle either, from an intimate hold to the back of his head, Blake’s hands actually began to dig deep on his back. Jaune let it happen, willing his Aura not to rise to his defense as he used the sensation of Blake scratching his back to fuel his passion.
He pumped harder, breathing into her mouth as his own hands found her nape and hair while his elbows supported his weight.
Allowing his lust to completely overtake him, Jaune growled into her mouth as he suddenly sped up his movements.
Blake yowled, moving her head away from his to shout her moans out into the room.
“Ooooh! Hooooh! Fuuuuuck!”
They were long throaty moans that told Jaune of her pleasure as the sound of flesh slapping flesh accompanied it. Blake’s wet pussy only added to the sound with a wet schlick rhythm.
Breathing harsh grunts into her hair now, Jaune himself was at his limit. He might have performed adequately, but he was still an inexperienced man, and pretty soon, he was going to cum.
He didn’t want to cum first, however. His pride as a man wouldn’t let it.
And so, moving the only part of his body that he could other than his hips, Jaune lightly bit into Blake’s cat ears.
The effect was immediate.
She shouted so loud that he feared he might have hurt her, but actually, it only pushed her pleasure over the edge as Jaune suddenly felt her legs lock behind his hips while her body rocked and heaved beneath him.
That, of all things, also made him reach his end.
Noises that henever heard before echoed around the room as he poured seed after seed into her quivering pussy. It must’ve only been a minute, but to Jaune, it felt like forever, as he reluctantly pulled out of her pussy with a soft pop.
Immediately, white hot cum poured out of her pussy. Tired as he was, however, he could only roll over away from her body. He heaved at the ceiling, his chest rising up and down as sweat clung to his whole body.
He felt sore, and his dick felt as if hot jelly was spread all over it.
Before he could do anything, however, he suddenly felt Blake’s hands plop over him before searching for his dick.
He turned towards her curiously, but all he saw was a satisfied smile while as she looked at him.
“You were exceptional, you know? Well done.”
He preened at the compliment, but before he could even say anything, Blake was already leaning towards his dick.
“Let me clean you up.”
That was all he heard before he felt soft, slick warmness enveloped his dick once again. Blake sucked, and licked his dick back to hardness as he patted her hair.
Gods, what did he do to deserve this?
He felt like the happiest man alive as he beheld the curve of her hips and the plumpness of her ass. He could see white, flowing out of her, the evidence of their previous activities, but before he could even appreciate it further, however, Blake suddenly perked up and sat up.
Jaune tilted his head at her quizzically, but she only gave him a mischievous smile as she wiped some fluids off of her mouth.
“Don’t tell me you’re done already? The night is just getting started.”
His eyes widened, and all he could do was gulp nervously as her beautiful amber eyes glinted towards him.
“W-What did you have in mind?” He asked, and all she did was turn around and said words that he would forever remember.
“I like it from behind.”
Those were words, and she was a sight.
What else could Jaune do but answer desires?
Looks like he wouldn’t be doing much sleeping tonight.
Unbeknownst to him, however, was that he was not the only one that wouldn’t be sleeping much tonight.
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“AHHH!~ AHHH!~ AHHH!~ MORE JAUNE! MORE!”
“FUCK, BLAKE! YOU FEEL SO GOOD!”
Sun Wukong laid awake, curled around in his bed in a fetal position with bloodshot eyes as he heard words that would forever haunt his nightmares.
He put a pillow over his ears, but despite that, he could still hear Blake’s phantom cries. It got to the point that he even debated suffocating himself just to get some sleep.
Surely, they couldn’t do it the whole night right?
Because that would just be ridiculous.
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“They’re still going at it?” Arslan Altan asked out loud as she looked at the door the moans were coming from.
They started hearing it last night, but to still hear it now that it was early in the morning already?
Arslan didn’t know whether to call it concerning or impressive.
Maybe both?
But she wasn’t the only one wondering, as both Reese Chloris and Emerald Sustrai looked on with her from the hallway.
As girls from Haven, they had decided to have a routine to hang out away from the boys. There were more members, of course, such as Emerald’s leader, Cinder, but Arslan reckoned that people were trying to get as much sleep as they could despite the ruckus.
The three of them were only here in the hallway now, because this was usually the time Arslan rose up to train and Reese was her teammate. They just happened to run into Emerald, who was here first while looking hauntedly at the door in question.
“How?! How can they do it the whole night?!” Emerald whispered harshly with tired, bloodshot eyes.
Arslan couldn’t blame the woman for being harsh. Their team’s room was beside the love nest, while Arslan’s was across.
“Training maybe? I reckon it’s good for raising stamina.” Arslan shrugged, getting both girls to snap at her with incredulous eyes.
In her defense, however, none of them were getting much sleep, and so she should be forgiven for muttering out any stupid responses. Still, the current state of things could not continue.
“Do you think we should knock?” Reese asked with furrowed brows, but Emerald only shook her head at that.
“Wouldn’t work. Mercury tried during the night, but they must’ve drowned it out from the inside.”
Despite the situation, a whistle left Reese’s mouth, while Arslan raised an eyebrow.
“What? Say what you want, but that is impressive.” Reese defended, but Emerald only barked out a harsh laugh at that.
“It’s annoying, that’s what it is. I bet they’re actually just faking it to throw us off our guard before the Vytal Festival!”
This time, Arslan did not stay silent.
“I doubt Beacon has to resort to that. They have Pyrrha Nikos.”
As much as it galled her, her longtime rival from Mistral was a threat enough on her own that Beacon didn’t even need to do anything underhanded to win. They were basically the most expected to win just because of Pyrrha’s presence.
Beacon had no need to put two horny students in a room beside them to disturb their sleep.
Case in point, who would even have sex the whole night when they have class the next morning?
“AHHH! AHHH! JAUNE!”
“BLAKE! BLAKE! BLAKE!”
Well, that answered that question.
The sounds, however, only pushed Emerald to anger.
“I still think they are faking it! Nobody is that good! Nobody!”
“I don’t know, Emerald. Jaune Arc had to have something to pull so many girls. You even heard the rumor that Professor Goodwitch kissed him, right?”
“Fake! All fake! Designed to get us to drop our guard by being tired! Nobody is man enough to get that many women! At most, they could get two or three! Not seven, eight, or nine!”
Now, this just bordering conspiracy and delusion.
Arslan sighed, there was nothing else to it. She had to nip this in the bud not just for Emerald’s sanity but hers as well.
“Why don’t you find out?” She asked, getting Emerald to snap towards her with her bloodshot eyes.
“What?”
Arslan shrugged, she may want for things to be over like Emerald, but no way was she going to approach this stuff with a ten-foot pole.
Better to send someone else. Someone like Emerald herself to disturb the couple.
“You say that their relationship is fake, right? Well, I say they’re real. So why don’t you find out the truth and prove me wrong?”
“And why the hell should I do that?” Emerald scowled, but Arslan only closed her eyes and used her daily meditation to emanate a casual air.
“So you’re chickening out, good to know.”
“Hell, no!”
Hook, line, and sinker.
She opened her eyes, and sent Reese a meaningful to keep quiet. Already, her teammate knew what she was planning as she had to turn away to hide her snickers.
“I don’t know, Emerald. You complain a lot about them being not in a real relationship, but you’re not actually putting in the effort to prove it? Well, I call that-”
“Shut up!” Emerald shouted, holding a hand up as she rubbed the bridge of her nose with the other hand. “If I prove that they’re fake, what’s in it for me?”
“Bragging rights?” Arslan raised an eyebrow, but Emerald only scoffed at her.
“Not enough, princess.”
Arslan’s eye twitched. She should have known dealing with someone like Emerald wasn’t going to be easy. Their team were supposedly higher years held back by the system because Headmaster Leonardo had to send them on missions to help real, bona fide Huntsmen.
Despite that, however, Arslan was anything but unadaptive.
“Fine, let’s make it a bet, shall we?”
“A bet?” Emerald tilted her head as Arslan nodded.
“If what you say is true, then I’ll give you a boon. You and your team can give mine a command, and we’ll do it.”
“Arslan-” Reese cut in, but Arslan only raised an eyebrow.
She could see Emerald turn over her words inside her head, and finding it to be satisfactory, nodded with glee.
“Fine, when I win. We get to order your team around.” Emerald grinned, but before she could even say anything else, Arslan interrupted with a grin.
“But if I win, and you find their relationship to be true…..” She trailed off, relishing as doubt began to settle in Emerald’s eyes. Her next words, however, blew her mind right out of the water. “If I win, you and your team leader join Jaune Arc’s harem.”
“WHAT?!”
There were two reasons that Arslan gave that condition.
One was so that she could give Emerald and her team distraction away from the tournament. They were, after all, the biggest threat Arslan and her team had within Haven. This condition would allow Arslan’s team an easier time to knock out the competition.
The second was to disrupt Pyrrha Nikos’ focus with Emerald and her team leader. If Pyrrha Nikos truly was in a relationship with Jaune Arc, then she would spend time asserting her dominance instead of training. While not enough to dull her skills considerably, it would have to be enough for Arslan to close the gap between them even closer.
So really, to her, it was a win-win. Heck, if things went well, she might as well give Jaune Arc a kiss for being pivotal to her plans. But that would have to be after the tournament.
For now, however, all she needed to do was to convince Emerald to go through with it.
And she had a tried and proven way to do it.
“So you’re chickening-”
“It’s a fucking bet!” Emerald shouted angrily, her hand snaking forward and slapping Arslan’s own so quickly that all she could do was blink.
Huh, she must’ve been more tired than she thought if Emerald was able to do that.
Arslan, however, only nodded calmly as she stretched her own hand out to slap Emerald’s.
“It’s a bet.”
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AND THAT ENDS THE BET.
Sorry for taking so long!
I was applying to different companies and going to three interviews these past two weeks. Now that that's over, and all I could do is wait for the results, I finally have the time to focus on writing again.
Which means more regular updates!.....Hopefully.
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P.S. Let me know what you think!
P.P.S. There might be a sequel for this called The Wager, but nothing sure yet. Let me know your thoughts on it and what you think should happen, I'll treat it as a free comission to all of you guys if it gets enough support.