A Semblance of Emotion 037

The end of the semester arrived with little fanfare. Their last day of classes were basically free study sessions but no studying got done. Even their final Combat Class was spent reviewing their performances and goals for the future before Goodwitch let them do what they wanted, and she was by far their strictest teacher.

They had four weeks of break ahead of them – an entire month – and so many of his friends were returning home to visit and stay with family. Yang and Ruby didn’t have far to travel. Patch was a short ferry trip off the coast of Vale, or an even shorter airship ride, and their father was expecting them. Pyrrha was returning to Argus to spend time with her mother, and she also had some business she had to take care of. Apparently her agent had been working overtime and had secured a lucrative new sponsorship deal with the upcoming Vytal Festival in mind. After staying a few weeks in Argus, she would be taking the train down to Mistral to sign on the dotted line and spend the last of her holidays there before returning to Beacon. Weiss was returning home, as well – but it wasn’t something to celebrate.

Her mood only became more foul, the closer they came to her departure date. She’d already been withdrawn because of Nora pressing the issue with his semblance, but now? Jaune hated seeing her like this.

Seeing your family again should be a happy occasion. You’d think she was being sent to the gallows, and as much as Jaune wanted to do something about it, it was out of his hands. Her family was her family.

Blake was staying in Vale, as was Jaune. Her parents lived in Menagerie and it would take too long to make the trip, and even if it didn’t, she wasn’t ready to face them. Not yet. And as much as he wanted to see his parents and sisters again, the trip north would take far too long. He’d only have a couple of days to spend with them before having to come right back. Transport to his home town wasn’t exactly common, either. There was a chance he could get stranded there for weeks, and miss the beginning of the second semester.

He couldn’t risk it.

Instead, he had already booked a room at the small hotel he’d stayed at when he first arrived in Vale. The receptionist remembered him and had been more than happy to welcome him back, setting aside a room for a decent price. The holidays also gave him the opportunity to earn more money, no longer restricted to weekends.

As for Ren and Nora, they were being very tight lipped about their plans. He knew they weren’t going to be in Vale, and he had a pretty good idea that their final destination was somewhere in Mistral, but the specifics were unknown to him. If he had to guess, it had something to do with their past, and so he didn’t press them on any of the details.

What Nora had shared with him was more than enough to tell him that whatever it was that they were doing, it was important to them.

But it meant that they were going to be separated for several weeks, and Nora was determined to get her money’s worth during their remaining time together.

“Ahhn~! J-Jaune – fuck me harder~!” she moaned darkly, her voice cracking as he thrust into her deeply, the tip of his dick poking at her womb. “Oh god~! Mmmnng—deeper, fuck me deeper~♡,” her eyes rolled up into her back of her head, back arching aggressively.

Jaune panted as he gripped her waist, angling her hips as he fucked himself into her harder. Her feet were tossed over his shoulders, the backs of her legs against his chest as he found a sweet spot, deep inside, her pussy throbbing wildly around his pistoning length.

Their bodies clapped together loudly, her wetness gushing around the tight grip she had on his shaft. Her large breasts rolled and bounced, nipples red from his earlier sucking and biting, pointing at the sky as her feet locked behind his neck. Sweat dripped from his brow, blue eyes locked on her amazing body, her skin marked with bruises from where he’d grabbed her.

She liked it rough. At first, Jaune had been hesitant but that soon evaporated in the face of Nora’s pleading.

“Oh fuck, it feels so good,” she sobbed as the new angle touched her in a new spot, her voice growing high and needy. “Ooooh god, oh god, fuck, right there~! Ahhn~! R-Right there~♡,” her hands clawed at the ground beneath her, threatening to tear chunks of grass from the dirt.

They couldn’t have sex in their room, Blake or Weiss could walk in on them at any moment, even though they were all technically supposed to be in Grimm Studies. Until they could find a better place to fuck, Nora had suggested they find a nice spot outside.

Far enough away from the school so people didn’t hear her howling.

She stared up at him in adoration, feeling giddy every time his large cock cleaved her insides and grinded on her cervix. That mild discomfort was still there, a pinch of pain whenever he banged on the entrance to her womb but it only excited her, fanning the flames of her passion into an inferno. Nora bit her lip as she clenched her inner muscles, filled with delight as he groaned in response.

“Do you like my little pussy?” she gasped, attempting to find some leverage to throw her pussy along his steel hard shaft. Her toes spasmed and spread when he poked a little deeper, her eyes crossing as heat roiled in her tummy, pleasure making her hips feel numb. “Do you like it when – Ah~ -- I squeeze myself around your fat cock?”

Jaune nodded, fucking her harder, clap, clap, clap, his balls slapping wetly against her ass. His scrotum peeled away from her plump butt, drenched in her essence.

“Do you like it when I do this?” he asked in return, his cock flexing. Her waist bounced, her mouth falling open as her face crumpled, ecstasy writ on her features. “You do, don’t you?”

“I do,” she seethed as he did it again, that knot in her tummy threatening to unravel. “I do. Sooo much, god, you fuck me so good, Jaune. Ahhh~! Nnnngggawd, I love it when you fuck me.”

Jaune could feel her folds beginning to pulse erratically, a sign that she was getting close to her end. It felt so good, having her juicy pussy writhe around his dick. Lifting her hips even higher, he pounded into her with long, powerful strokes until she started screaming, body convulsing as he fucked her into orgasm.

Her pussy contracted around him, pulsing wildly as her screams split the air. Her molten sheath milked him furiously, desperate for his cum, and his balls tensed in response, his cock swelling in preparation.

“Nora,” he groaned. “God, your pussy feels so good.”

One, two, three thrusts, burying himself balls deep on every one before he hastily pulled out of her convulsing depths. Nora moaned in loss before cooing as he dropped her and fisted his cock, spitting long, messy ropes of hot cum across her belly, painting her from the underside of her tits down to her mons.

Jaune siphoned all the cum from his balls until his cock jerked weakly, the last few shots oozing from the tip. Nora panted as she stared up at him with hazy, lustful eyes, and she looked so sinful, her pale skin slick with sweat, bruised and marked, her vulva flushed brightly and swollen with arousal, doused in his seed.

It was the stuff of dreams.

Tremors wracked Nora’s body as the aftershocks of her climax pulsed through her body. Jaune lay down next to her, squirming as the grass tickled his side before nuzzling her cheek, placing a kiss along her jaw.

“There’s so much,” Nora groaned, one of her hands playing with the pearlescent seed coating her skin. Jaune watched her swirl a finger through it, tracing around her bellybutton. “If you fired all of this inside me, there is no way I wouldn’t be pregnant.”

Their first time together had resulted in no pregnancy, a stroke of luck. She’d had her period since, confirming it but she’d taken a test, just to be sure. Jaune knew that having sex with her raw was a bad idea, even if he pulled out, but they just hadn’t gotten around to purchasing any condoms.

It was stupid. He knew better.

But when Nora gave him those eyes that begged him to take her, he found it difficult to resist.

“Mm, it’s so hot,” she giggled, dabbing some of his cum on her nipples. “I’m going to be walking funny tomorrow.”

“You told me to go harder.”

“I’m not complaining,” she smirked, turning her head and pecking him on the lips. “I like it when you make me limp a little.”

Jaune shook his head. “Nora.”

“What?” she rolled her eyes. “It’s your fault for having such a big dick. Maybe you should have thought about that before you picked such a small, sexy partner.”

“You found me, remember,” he reminded her.

“You looked at my panties, so this was all your fault,” she returned. “But I forgive you.”

“Thanks,” he said dryly.

They lay there for a few minutes, just basking in the afterglow of their coupling before Jaune reluctantly sat up. Even though he’d vented his lust all over her stomach, his cock was still hard.

“Mm, that thing is tireless,” Nora stared pointedly at his dick. “Look at it. I feel like it’s mocking me.”

Jaune gathered his clothes and began dressing, and Nora followed suit after wiping herself off with her uniform vest.

“Urgh, I’ll need another shower,” she dusted off her rump, pieces of grass stubbornly clinging to her skin. “Next time we do this, it needs to be in a bed.”

“This was your choice, remember?”

“Yeah – and it was fun, imagine if someone caught us?” she said devilishly before snorting at his troubled glance. “Don’t worry. Only you can look at my body. If someone saw us, I’d take their eyes.”

“I don’t want my partner to get arrested for maiming someone.”

“Then they shouldn’t have looked at my naked body.”

When they were both dressed, she pranced up to him and leapt into his arms. Jaune caught her and swung her around before they kissed passionately.

“If you’re not careful,” she whispered hotly between kisses, their tongues twirling together. “You’ll make me want to go again.”

His cock throbbed.

When he set her down, she grinned up at him, hands on her hips. “I heard you and Blake had a good talk.”

“You could say that,” Jaune said awkwardly. “Did she tell you?”

“Mhm,” gathering her soiled vest, they began making their way back to their dorm. “You know, you can do more than kiss her, if you want?”

The girl he’d just had sex with was urging him to have sex with another girl. This was his life.

“You don’t think… this might get a little messy?” he asked.

“She told you she’s fine with it, right? And you know I’m good with it. Do you need any more reasons?”

When he remained silent, she continued.

“Well, if you do, here’s one; it’ll make our team stronger.”

“I’m not going to sleep with Blake just to make our team stronger, Nora.”

“Why not?” she asked happily. “I think that’s a pretty good reason.”

It didn’t sit right with him. If they were going to take such a big step, it needed to be because she wanted to be with him, and he wanted to be with her. Which he did, but he felt like he shouldn’t. He’d grown up in a very traditional household. One father, one mother – and a boat load of sisters. It felt strange to have two different lovers, at the same time.

He’d always believed that cheating was a horrible thing to do, one of the worst things you could do in a relationship short of abusing them. But it wasn’t cheating when both of them were okay with it, was it? When one of them was telling him to do it.

It was a mental hurdle he was still trying to wrap his mind around.

Kissing Blake… had been surprisingly easy, though. Not the first time – though that had been easy, too – but the second time, on the park bench. It had felt natural, even though he’d already shared the peak of intimacy with Nora.

What a strange situation he found himself in. When he had ventured from his home town, head filled with dreams of becoming a Huntsman, this was not how he saw things developing. Sure, he’d thought about potentially getting a girlfriend at some point but this was something else entirely.

“It’s also really good for team bonding,” Nora added. “Well, between us three – if Weiss would just get in on the act…”

“I don’t think Weiss is the kind of girl to be open to this, Nora,” Jaune said quietly. “Even if she does like me, like you claim… I just can’t see her doing it.”

He was still struggling with the idea that Weiss Schnee possibly liked him.

“Weiss isn’t as prim and proper as she likes to project to everyone,” Nora said seriously. “I think she might surprise you.”

Yeah, well – he’d believe it when he saw it.

They showered separately because if they didn’t, they wouldn’t be showering. His erection was beginning to go down but he knew from experience that it wouldn’t take much for it to swell again, especially when Nora was involved. Beyond the emotional aspect, he was incredibly attracted to her. Whenever he caught sight of her nude form, he struggled to control himself.

He’d always believed himself to be a disciplined individual. When it came to women, though? Maybe not.

“Classes will be over soon,” Nora said when he left the bathroom. She was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a pink tank top. She eyed him up and down, nothing but a towel shielding his modesty. “Hey, if you walk around like that, how do you expect me to hold back?”

“Sorry,” he said. He moved over to his drawers and began removing clothes.

“No you aren’t,” she replied, voice knowing. “You’re a bit of a tease, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

He threw on a pair of sweatpants and a black singlet before flopping down on his bed, hands behind his head. There was a cool breeze coming through the window, holding a hint of chill that only existed in the winter. It wouldn’t be long now until the temperatures dropped significantly.

While Vale wasn’t nearly as cold as Atlas or even Jaune’s home, it was known to get snow from time to time. They also had pretty short winters, compared to more northern settlements. A couple of months and then spring arrived early for the Cradle of Life. Though it didn’t get as cold, they would receive a lot of rain. It was part of the reason why their farmland was so fertile here.

“We should do something tonight,” Nora turned towards him, head propped up by her hand. “It’s our last night here, we could throw a party or something.”

“A party?”

“Yeah, we could have food and drinks or something, a bit like the sleepover we had,” Nora got more excited the longer she thought about it. “We can hold it in our room this time – and when I say drinks, I mean drinks – you know what I mean?”

Jaune chuckled. “Weiss won’t approve.”

“She doesn’t have to drink any but we can,” Nora winked. “And we don’t have to get wasted… unless we want to. It’ll be fun!”

Drinking aside, he did like the idea. They’d all been together for months now and this was going to be the first time they were all apart for more than a week, so it seemed fitting to cap it off with a little bit of celebration. A going away party.

It might also help improve Weiss’ mood. He hated seeing her depressed.

“It will be fun,” he echoed and Nora smiled widely. “I’m down.”

She cheered.

“What’s going on here?” Weiss asked dryly as the door opened, her face unimpressed. She’d heard Nora’s cheering. “You two skipped class.”

“It was the last class of the semester, it isn’t like we were learning anything,” Nora waved her off. “You guys are early.”

“Professor Port dismissed us early,” Blake said, eyes curiously darting between them. “Did you two just shower?”

“Yup~! We stank.”

“Were you training?” Weiss asked.

Jaune stared pointedly at the ceiling.

“You could say that,” Nora said, laughter in her voice.

“Well – so long as skipping classes doesn’t become a habit,” Weiss huffed. She then waved two envelopes back and forth. “These are yours. I had half a mind to toss them.”

“What are those?” Jaune asked, sitting up.

“Your test results,” she tossed one at Nora, his partner squawking as the edge hit her in the forehead. Jaune caught the one she threw at him. “Professor Port handed them out before we finished.”

Jaune carefully opened his while Nora ripped into hers without care, making a pleased sound as she scanned her grades. They already knew their Combat Class placings, and they were front and center on the sheet. Quickly reading through it, Jaune smiled.

“Good news?” Blake asked.

He nodded. “Good news. My Stealth and Security grade is a little sketchy and Dust Usage… well…”

Weiss scoffed. “We will fix that. You have my word.”

“I scored well on the written test,” he attempted to placate her. “Your knowledge was priceless. Thank you.”

“Flattery helps,” Weiss confessed, her lips twitching. “But your practical was a disaster, I assume?”

He laughed awkwardly. “Yeeeeah. You can say that again.”

Blake snickered.

“We scored the highest in the class for Survival and Navigation,” Nora chimed in, beaming. “Aww yeah, we’re the best.”

“My work with Crocea Mors got me a high score for Weapon Crafting and Upkeep. I’ll have to thank Ruby and Pyrrha again.”

The four of them compared their scores. Weiss, as expected, scored highly in all their classes with a perfect mark in Dust Usage. Blake was top of the class in Stealth and Security, while Nora and Jaune held the top spot for Survival and Navigation. All in all, their team was ranked highest in the year, taking the top spot, even with Pyrrha and Team RPRY dominating the Combat Class grade because of her unblemished record, be it singles or duos.

There was also an extra note on his report card. Research and Development was highlighted, with Aura and Semblance underscored. Weiss also had something similar.

“Nora suggested that we should hold a party tonight,” Jaune broached the subject. “Like a going away celebration.”

“Food and drinks and cake,” that last one caught Weiss’ attention, the heiress perking up. Nora knew exactly what to say to get her interest.

“I suppose this idea has merit,” Weiss tried to act like she hadn’t already been convinced. “Where would we hold it?”

Nora patted her bed. “Right here. They held the last sleepover thingy we had, so we should do it this time. Are you in?”

Weiss nodded.

“Blake?”

“Sounds like fun,” she said. “I’m in.”

A few texts and Team RPRY was on board, Yang appearing in their doorway ten minutes later with an excited grin on her face, freshly showered and ready to go.

“Who wants to come with me to Vale? I want to pick up a few things.”

It was obvious what those things were. Weiss pursed her lips but said nothing.

“I’ll come,” Jaune volunteered.

“Sweet. Come on. We can take Bumblebee.”

Jaune threw on a button up shirt but left it open, and pulled on his boots before gathering his wallet and scroll. Tattoo nice and covered, he followed Yang across campus to the garage where her bike was stored.

“Where’d you and Nora get off to? I didn’t pick you to be the class skipping type.”

Jaune shrugged. “Nora convinced me.”

“Heh – I figured. She can be pretty convincing when she wants to be. Let me know next time, I’ll come with.”

She didn’t know what she was saying but that didn’t make his imagination any less prone to going overboard. His eyes darted to her ass, cupped aggressively by the tight black jeans she was wearing, and then higher, eyeing the bare strip of skin between the waistband of her pants and her yellow crop top.

“Uh, sure,” he said, meeting her eyes as she turned to grin at him. Thankfully she hadn’t caught him checking her out.

Yang gathered a couple of backpacks that she had stored, and tossed him one to put on.

The ride down to Vale was uneventful, though Yang gunned it when they hit the highway coming off the winding mountain roads. Jaune tightened his hold around her waist and tried to ignore how slim her waist was, or how his crotch slotted neatly against her ass.

They pulled up in front of a run of the mill chain store, one of the big supermarkets in Vale.

“We’ll get some snacks we can’t get in the vending machines, Ruby really likes the chocolate chip cookies from here,” Yang said as she removed her helmet, giving her hair a shake. “Then I know a place that has good prices on booze. We can pick up some stuff there.”

“Lead the way,” he said.

They stocked up on a variety of different snacks, everything from pretzels to popcorn, chocolate, chips, and things they could heat up like pizza bites and cheesy poppers. Soda was easy enough to find at Beacon, so they didn’t worry about that, but Yang made sure to get Ruby’s cookies.

Their next stop was a small liquor store ten minutes down the road. When the person working the counter saw Yang, his expression lit up. He was young, no older than twenty-three and somewhat handsome.

Yang smirked. “Hey Slate,” she greeted, and her voice was different than usual. Low, a little sultry. “What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing much,” he returned. “Pretty slow this evening,” his eyes then fell on Jaune, and his expression faltered.

“He’s just a friend from Beacon,” Yang waved her hand as if it didn’t matter. “My discount still in place, right?”

“Er – yeah, Yang, of course, always,” he cleared his throat. “What do you need?”

It was clear that Slate had a bit of a crush on her, and did his best to cater to her every need. He kept shooting Jaune awkward glances every so often but he ignored it, wandering around the store and browsing all the different bottles on display.

He didn’t really know much about alcohol beyond the beer his Pa drank, and the bourbon that his Pa drank. Anything else was pretty foreign to him, beyond a vague recognition.

“See anything you like?” Yang asked happily.

Jaune shrugged. “Not really. What are you getting?”

“Vodka. Probably the best for those lightweights, it doesn’t have a taste and we can mix it with anything. They also have these fruity pre-mix things, I’ll get a pack of those.”

With all the food and now the alcohol, their backpacks were bulging with their bounty. It was a little awkward with one of the packs wedged between them but they made it work, making their way back up to Beacon.

“So what’s the story with Slate?” he asked as he hopped off Bumblebee.

Yang hung up her helmet and arched an eyebrow, hand on hip.

“Hmm? Why do you want to know?”

Jaune shrugged. “I just thought it was interesting that you get discounts. The pricing on this stuff is normally pretty regulated, isn’t it?”

“His dad owns the place and I did them a solid awhile back. They were having some trouble with a bunch of punks, and the cops were dragging their feet,” Yang grinned. “You know, smashing windows, shoplifting, that sort of shit. So I took matters into my own hands. Roughed them up a bit and threatened them, and as far as I know, they haven’t been back. They wanted to pay me for my help but I just asked for a discount on all their product when I was old enough. This was last year some time.”

“Forward thinking.”

Yang laughed. “I suppose it was, wasn’t it? Anyway, I’ve only used it once before. When I graduated from Signal, me and a couple friends had a little get together.”

When they got back to their rooms, things had been set up. To create more room, someone had stacked the beds on top of each other in a corner, and the chairs from the common room had returned.

“Rubes,” Yang said, reaching into her bag and pulling out the bag of cookies. “Catch.”

Ruby flinched as the bag was hurled at her head, juggling it wildly between her hands as she fumbled it before securing it tightly.

“Yang, don’t throw it like that,” she scolded before seeing what it was, eyes lighting up. “Oh my god, thankyouthankyouthankyou.”

Yang snickered. “You’re welcome.”

Blake approached him as she began unpacking his bag, leaning over to get a better look.

“What did you get?”

He showed her the piles of snacks, as well as the heatable foods.

“We can use the microwave in the common room for these,” he said, pushing them aside. They had a few basic appliances in there like a microwave, toaster and a coffee machine. “Are you hungry?”

She nodded. “I am.”

“And here’s the good stuff,” Yang pulled out the two bottles of vodka she’d got, giving them a shake. Weiss sniffed.

“Hardly,” she muttered.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to have any,” Yang said. “We got something else for you.”

From the bottom of her bag, she pulled out a large plastic container with a cake inside. It was something simple, a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, though according to Yang, it was seriously yummy. It had been her favorite growing up and she was sure Weiss would enjoy it.

“W-Well,” Weiss tried not to look too excited. “I find this acceptable.”

Pyrrha and Ren raided the vending machines for soda, and Jaune handed out the plastic disposable cups they’d picked up. Yang poured drinks for all of them with the exception of Weiss. Even Ruby was partaking, though Yang only added a very small amount. Instead of the vodka mix, Weiss just had cola in hers.

“A toast,” Yang said, holding up her cup. Everyone else did the same. “To another kickass semester at Beacon.”

“To no more Dust heists,” Weiss added. Blake nodded.

“To no more stupid bullies,” Ruby chirped.

“To no more near death experiences,” Jaune said, meeting Nora’s eyes.

“To us,” Pyrrha looked around at all of them, and he saw her getting a little emotional. “To friends.”

“Cheers,” Ren said, and they all tapped their cups together before drinking.

“Bleh,” Ruby complained and Yang snorted, inhaling her own drink and setting off a coughing fit. “This tastes yuck.”

Weiss looked proud, patting Ruby on the back. “Yes it does, Ruby. Remember that taste forever.”

“More, more,” Nora chanted, waving her cup after downing it all in a flash.

Ren sighed. “Perhaps… that is enough.”

He should have known better than that.

“Aww, Renny – stop being such a party pooper~!”

“Yeah, Renny,” Yang echoed with a shit eating grin after recovering from her coughing. “Learn to live a little.”

When they all woke up the next morning, some more than others were feeling like death warmed over. But they didn’t regret it.