Heat Culture 022

“Yang, staaahp~!”

“Come on, Rubes~! Fight back! Ora ora ora ora~!”

“Ack~! Y-Yang, cut it out!”

“And for my finishing move – ORAAAH~!”

Weiss scowled fiercely as the cute scene played out, the two sisters frolicking in the sea. Ruby was desperately trying to escape while Yang splashed her younger sister, scooping large amounts of water and flinging it right in her face. It was sweet enough to cause cavities, a moment of playful love between siblings.

But all Weiss saw was a mocking display between two interlopers, trying to act as if they weren’t ruining her day! Why should they be having fun under the sun when her precious alone time with Jaune was being taken away!

They were far from the only two culprits.

“Ahahaha,” Nora laughed boisterously, hands on hips as she watched Ruby begin to retaliate, fed up. Yang squawked as Ruby scattered into rose petals, racing around her so fast that the water began to churn and suck her under, spinning like a whirlpool. “Go Ruby~!”

“Oi, who are you cheering for!” Yang shouted moments before she was pulled under. Ruby kept it up for several more seconds before releasing her sister, reappearing on the shore. She wobbled and fell over onto the sand, dizzy. Now that she was out of the water but still damp, her red one piece swimsuit showed off the trim line of her waist, clinging to her petite frame and riding up between the cheeks of her bubble butt. Ruby noticed none of this, too busy cradling her head as her eyes spun in their sockets.

Yang resurfaced with a splutter, spitting out water. Her wings were soaked, the feathers limp but she was no doubt more annoyed that her hair was wet, shooting daggers at her sister with her eyes.

“Gotcha~!” Ruby poked her tongue out childishly, infuriating the blonde even more.

Nora just laughed harder as Yang swore, certain parts of her anatomy jiggling. No one would ever accuse Nora of being… small in the chest department.

“They appear to be having fun,” Pyrrha said happily, stretched out beside her on a beach towel. A pair of expensive sunglasses were perched on her nose, her amazing body showcased with a simple yet revealing bronze-hued bikini. Beside her, Li hummed in agreement, wearing a pretty summer dress not unlike Weiss’ own. “What a lovely day.”

Weiss wanted to reach over and snatch those sunglasses off her dumb face, but instead settled for glaring.

Blake was down by the water, though the cat faunus was only willing to go ankle deep. That would have been the least infuriating thing happening if not for who was next to her. Jaune was attempting to coax her further in but she was refusing to move, looking stupidly sexy in her black one piece. One piece was a term Weiss used very loosely, for while it was technically that, it more resembled a two piece bikini that was joined together by a series of crisscrossing straps across the torso.

This was her time! Nora and Li could do what they wanted, Weiss wasn’t about to step on any toes, their generosity was beyond anything she could have reasonably expected but Pyrrha and Yang already had their fill! Had Weiss tried to block them? No, she hadn’t! Okay, maybe she hadn’t known they were making their moves until it was way too late – she ignored the fact that Jaune was the one that made the first move with Pyrrha, not the other way around – but that didn’t mean she would have tried to stop them if she’d known earlier!

...maybe, probably… sorta?

Weiss grit her teeth. Okay, so maybe she might have tried something. As much as it annoyed her, Pyrrha was his partner. It stung her ego to know that her rival – not childhood friend! – had beaten her to the punch but begrudgingly, she could accept it. Bitterly, perhaps – but she could! But to know that Yang had gotten in before her, of all people?

That wasn’t something she’d have allowed to happen, if she could help it. Why couldn’t she have just accepted Sky’s advances?

...yeah, no, that was going a bit too far.

But it had happened, Yang had pounced and it had happened frequently. It burned to know but Jaune had been particularly attentive at helping to quash her teammate’s heat, had smelt the result of their many couplings… all before her!

Her anger simmered as she watched Jaune take Blake’s hands, somehow managing to convince her to move a little deeper. Only Jaune would be able to get Blake to entertain swimming in the ocean. While she showered for hygiene, she was notoriously against baths, swimming pools, lakes and rivers, any type of captured or natural body of water.

It would have been cute if Weiss wasn’t so irritated.

It wasn’t just her anger that burned. Her insides were coiled tight in desire, her womb aflame from within. Weiss felt her crotch tingle, remembering the feel of his knuckles against her covered slit, his strong, large hands on her body. The way he had played with her butt, manipulating the pliable flesh, squeezing her, spreading her, his fingers sinking into her skin. Hands curling into fists, she had to stop herself from storming over and throwing Blake down under the next wave, and jumping Jaune then and there.

If she had any less control…

Coming to Beacon had been an opportunity she had seized with both hands gladly. Her life in Atlas had been comfortable, and most would consider it good. Much of it was. Her family was wealthy, the Schnee Dust Company an invaluable moving part of modern society. Dresses, jewelry, shoes – whatever she wanted, it was at her fingertips. The best food money could buy, prepared by the greatest chefs. The latest in technology, straight from the manufacturing line. The best tutors, ensuring the highest form of education.

So why had she so desperately wanted to leave?

Weiss remembered those days vividly, carved into her very soul. The loneliness, the constant pressures of attaining perfection, the soullessness of upper society. The ignorance, the disdain, the backstabbing. The constant reaching for more, more, more – other families, companies, men looking to advance their standing, increase their wealth, attach themselves to the Schnee name like leeches.

Weiss had everything she ever could have desired but the one thing she truly wanted; friendship, love, to be Weiss.

She couldn’t find that in Atlas, and so she’d hoped Vale would prove different.

It had.

It had exceeded all of her wildest dreams.

She’d met a few humans before coming to Beacon. Old nobility, their lineage stretching back centuries and beyond, traced back to the ruling chaste of those ancient kingdoms that once stood before the unstoppable flow of time swept them from the board. They’d been no different than any of the others, holding onto their status and wealth like a shield, placing them above everyone else.

Money, money, money, power, power, power – that’s all they cared about.

So her opinion towards human’s wasn’t any different than her opinion about her fellow faunus. They weren’t so different from them. Sure, they lacked animal traits and certain behavioral patterns, and they did not go into heat or rut, but they were the same in most aspects, minor biological quirks notwithstanding. Humans were immune to certain illnesses that afflicted the faunus population, just as faunus were immune to certain human illnesses.

Then she had met Jaune.

At first, she hadn’t known what to make of him. He carried himself so differently than anyone she’d ever met. Almost like he was out of place, ignorant of many things they took for granted. It wasn’t a surprise when she learned about his upbringing, and only intrigued her more.

She hadn’t known if she should feel insulted that he didn’t know who she was when they met or elated. Everyone else knew who she was, expected her to be a certain way, and while she loved her other friends, respected them, cherished them… it was a novelty to be unknown, to have no expectations placed upon her.

To just be Weiss.

...the only person she could be herself around in the past was Winter, her older sister. A person she admired above all else, someone that would not judge her, or hold her to an impossible standard.

...and Pyrrha, as much as it pained her to admit it. A girl who Weiss saw much of herself in. They were from different walks of life, and yet ended up at the same destination. Weiss was born to it, while Pyrrha ascended to it. They were the opposite sides of a same-sided coin. Different, but the same.

There was no one else in the world she could vent to like she could with Pyrrha, not even her sister, allowing her frustrations to manifest and enter the world. With Pyrrha, she could be petty. With Pyrrha, she could be a hypocrite. And that red fox gave back as much as she took, and the spark in her eyes as she did, that zest for life… Weiss wondered if she looked like that, as well.

But this was different.

Winter was family. Pyrrha was… her, from a different path.

Jaune wasn’t those things. He was something else.

Jaune was a handsome young man. Fit, as expected of an aspiring Huntsman. Clever, perhaps even cunning – at least, when it came to their chosen profession, though dense in more social areas, something she found cute rather than maddening. He’d been made team leader for a reason, and he had shown it many times. He was a strong, capable fighter. When he won a fight, he didn’t boast, he wasn’t arrogant. Perhaps most importantly, he was kind.

Weiss found kindness incredibly attractive, especially after witnessing the horrid marriage between her mother and father. While her father wasn’t cruel, he could never be accused of being kind. To them, it was a business transaction. If there ever was love, it had evaporated long ago. Despite their flaws, they’d done as well as they could for her, for her older sister and younger brother… but that wasn’t what Weiss wanted.

She wanted something real. Genuine.

Her body wanted that too. Why else would it salivate over Jaune whenever her heat swung around, destroying her carefully maintained facade of poise and reducing her to a panting, moaning mess, her fingers furiously…

Weiss shut down that thought immediately, not wanting to give her body any more fuel.

But her friends – they were playing dirty, and Weiss didn’t appreciate that. Not one bit! If they thought they could get between her and Jaune, they had another thing coming!

Weiss tried to ignore that small nagging voice, telling her that maybe she wasn’t included when Li and Nora decided to share, that she had overstepped, misunderstood, taken it for granted. Maybe… maybe they didn’t want…

Doubt grew, and she found herself hesitating.

She hated it.

Something must have shown on her face because Li decided to get up and move next to her, her smile warm.

“Weiss,” she said softly. “Don’t overthink it.”

Small hands cradled her own. They were of similar size, in truth. Li was a little taller, and Weiss had a slightly bigger bust – but otherwise, they were very close. Weiss watched as their fingers laced together, the goat faunus leaning in.

“Jaune looks handsome today, doesn’t he?”

They watched as he managed to coax Blake out to knee height, her black cat's tail stiff behind her back. He said something to her, his lips quirked in a half-smile, and they saw the tension ease, the muscles of her back and the line of her shoulders relaxing, her tail sagging.

“He always looks handsome,” Weiss replied, a little petulantly. Li laughed, the sound like the whisper of the wind.

“He does,” Li agreed. “But he looks particularly yummy today.”

He did.

Weiss wasn’t above admiring the male form and he was certainly a specimen to be admired. Everything about his body was proportional to the rest, creating a very aesthetically pleasing whole. He was broad shouldered with a narrow waist, creating a gentle V-shape that Weiss knew would look especially fetching in a suit. His chest was powerfully built for purpose, not ego, and his arms were muscled but lean, not bulky. His back was a canvas of sleek, purposeful muscle, firm, capable, and his thighs were suitably thick, calves hewn from stone. He had the body of a warrior, of a Huntsman-in-training, a future protector of their world. It was a body that would not let him down, nor those he fought to save.

It was the type of body that was perfect for breeding, bursting with vitality and stamina. His lush blond hair and bright blue eyes, healthy skin and desirable build spoke of good genes. To have such a man pass on his genetic material to his offspring, to their offspring… her insides trembled at the thought, her uterus clenching with a lustful yearning.

Jaune would be a good father. Any children he sired would be human. His family held the dominant gene.

It saddened her a little, only because she’d love to see a little miniature of Jaune with fox ears. He would be the cutest little thing ever.

She was getting ahead of herself. Now wasn’t the time for children. She was too young to be a mother. Their life was only just beginning, there would be plenty of time for that… if Li and Nora allowed it. Now was the time of satisfying her itch, to have Jaune scratch it as only a man could.

“He is a satisfying lover,” Weiss stated. “I’ve seen the results of his attention upon you, and the others.”

Li appeared amused. “Satisfying doesn’t do it justice.”

Weiss swallowed. “How… big is he?”

Asking such a question was embarrassing, and she heard Pyrrha laugh under her breath. Reaching out, Weiss pinched her on the hip and Pyrrha hissed, slapping her hand away.

“What was that for?” Pyrrha demanded.

“Don’t laugh at me,” Weiss felt her cheeks explode hotly.

“He is big,” Li answered, eyes glittering. “Mm, very big. Long and fat, and it curves up like this,” Li mimicked his look with her fingers, though it was a poor representation. “The head is wide, and it feels like he is tugging you inside out whenever he thrusts.”

“He’ll do whatever you want with it,” Pyrrha added her two lien, rubbing her hip where she’d pinched her. “If you want him to manhandle you, he’ll do it. He’ll pound you deep until you can’t stop screaming. If you want to take the lead, he’ll let you do that too. Ride him until your thighs burn and your insides cramp from the effort.”

Weiss imagined Jaune throwing Pyrrha down and mounting her, taking her like some bitch and it was appealing, her vagina throbbing in delight at the mental imagery. Pyrrha Nikos was widely desired, a champion fighter and gorgeous beyond belief, so just the thought that Jaune dominated her in bed, rutting into her with a mindless craze as she sobbed into the sheets, unable to overpower him as he fucked her raw…

Weiss saw herself in that position, taken in hand, her tiny body effortlessly manipulated and controlled, his powerful frame looming above her as he pistoned in and out of her…

“You’re thinking some naughty thoughts, aren’t you, Weiss?” Li squeezed her hand. “We aren’t here to stop you. We’re here to support you.”

“I wanted to see you squirm,” Pyrrha teased, and Weiss glared at her. Those emerald green eyes held that look, the one she hoped was mirrored in her eyes whenever they clashed. “It was fun seeing the rich girl flounder for a bit.”

“You insufferable cow,” Weiss snapped, and she saw Pyrrha’s mouth pull into a grin. Weiss bared her teeth. “And to think I was worried about you. Wasted energy, I see. Typical. I should know better now to fall for that clueless expression you wear so often.”

Li laughed quietly beside them as they exchanged heated glares. Weiss ignored the fondness welling inside her, for it was nothing but a trick. She had a soft heart, that was all.

“Yang wanted to tease you, as well,” Li admitted. “She is feeling a little bit like a sore loser since she hasn’t been able to take advantage of Jaune’s talents these last few days. The others just wanted to come to the beach.”

That sounded like Nora and Ruby. Blake wanting to come to the beach was a bit of a stretch, but perhaps she just didn’t want to be left out. She was a cat, after all. They try to act cool and detached, but as soon as you ignore them, they end up in your lap, seeking attention they pretend not to want.

“Jaune wants to help you, as well,” Li continued, voice dropping. “He thinks you’re so beautiful.”

Weiss felt her heart squeeze. “I – he does?”

“Mhm. He watches you when you aren’t paying attention. He thinks he is being sneaky but I catch him all the time,” Li rolled her eyes playfully. “He’s lucky I’m not the jealous type.”

Being called beautiful wasn’t anything new for Weiss. It wasn’t arrogance, Weiss understood that she was incredibly attractive. She favored her mother in looks, and she’d once been considered the most beautiful woman in Atlas. Winter was also cut from the same cloth.

But hearing that the man she desired in all ways thought that she was beautiful, that touched her in a different way.

“When you get a moment alone, make your move. I’ll make sure the others are occupied.”

“I suppose I’ll help, as well,” Pyrrha sighed. “Just remember that you’ll owe me.”

As much as she wanted to retort, Weiss held her tongue. Instead she let her gaze wander back over to Jaune, watching him with Blake. Some time alone… she had that until everyone decided to gatecrash, but that didn’t matter. Weiss had an idea. It was naughty and entirely improper, and if they got caught – the scandal!

But she was committed.

Standing, she made her way down to the water's edge, feeling Li and Pyrrha’s eyes on her back as she gathered her long hair, tying it up into a messy bun. Yang was now chasing her sister on land with handfuls of seaweed, Ruby easily keeping away with her superior speed, only infuriating the blonde further.

“Get back here!”

“Ehehe – come on, Yang, are you really that slow?”

“When I catch you, you won’t be laughing!”

“If you catch me,” Ruby mocked.

Weiss watched as Ruby darted around unpredictably, resembling the animal whose traits she possessed. Rearing back, Yang flung the seaweed at her but it missed by a wide margin.

“Ahahaha~!”

That laughter quickly came to a stop when arms encircled her from behind, trapping her. Ruby’s face morphed into one of horror as Nora locked her up, the cow faunus threading her fingers together as she held Ruby in a Full Nelson.

“Nora, what are you doing!?” she screamed in betrayal, Yang grinning evilly as she picked up the thrown seaweed and advanced with cruel eyes. “No, stop~! I didn’t mean it! Nooooo~!”

“Expect the unexpected~!” Nora shouted in delight, laughing as Yang dumped the seaweed on Ruby’s head and even stuffed some of it inside her swimsuit. Ruby bucked furiously but Nora’s hold was much too strong.

“Not so funny now, is it!?” Yang roared in victory.

Weiss continued walking, shaking her head.

“Hey,” Jaune greeted, giving her an apologetic look. “Everything okay?”

“Fine,” Weiss sighed. “Everything is just… fine.”

Weiss joined them out in the shallows. Blake’s face was filled with anxious tension as the waves tickled her thighs, hands curled around Jaune’s own. Weiss stared at their clasped hands for a moment before arching an eyebrow at Blake.

“Enjoying the ocean?” she asked shrewdly.

Blake’s jaw tightened slightly. “It’s… fine.”

“Would you like to go deeper?” Weiss pressed.

Blake’s silence was answer enough.

“We’ve made good progress,” Jaune praised her, and despite her clear worry, Blake perked up. “It feels nice, right?”

She nodded hesitantly.

“We should practise in the pools at school. They’re not as intimidating as the sea. The view isn’t nearly as good, though,” Jaune gazed out at the distant horizon. “We’re pretty lucky here in Vale.”

“It is very beautiful, I agree,” Weiss smiled. “We don’t have anything like it in Atlas.”

“Menagerie has good beaches,” Blake added. “But I didn’t… take advantage of them. Not just because I don’t… like water, but the Grimm come ashore often. It isn’t always safe.”

Aquatic Grimm were some of the more nasty, troublesome Grimm to deal with. That’s what made Vale so unique with its shallow harbor. You may get smaller Grimm-types coming ashore occasionally but nothing truly dangerous like a Leviathan or a Sea Feilong, true monsters.

They made small talk for several minutes until it stretched Blake’s tolerance to the limit, the cat girl begging to return to dry land. They watched as she practically sprinted back, racing up to their umbrellas and diving onto her towel.

“One step at a time,” Jaune mused, chuckling.

“Very impressive. Blake is skittish around a full sink, so you did well.”

“Surely she isn’t that bad.”

“Maybe I was being a little dramatic but it isn’t that far off the truth,” Weiss let her eyes drink in his strong chest, and lower. Weiss idly wondered how lovely he’d appear with a tan, skin bronzed by the sun. “Are you feeling hungry at all?”

Jaune nodded. “I am, actually. Want to get something to eat?”

Weiss tried not to appear too eager. “Yes, that would be splendid.”

Her plan was simple. Separate him from the rest of the group, find a nice, concealed spot and then… act. Weiss already had a place in mind. Further along the beach, there were some rocks. There weren’t any people around that area, the water was much too dangerous for anyone not part-fish or other seafaring animal, so it would give them the privacy she required.

It was… outside, and that made her tummy flip head over tails, but it also made her loins melt at the idea of being taken under the sky with the ocean at her back, as nature intended.

Before she knew what she was doing, she reached out, grabbing his arm. Jaune looked down at her with those deep blue eyes, drowning her in their depths. Moving closer, she pressed her small body against him, burying her nose in his collar. Inhaling, he smelt of the sunscreen she’d lathered across his body and that unique musk that was solely his.

Her nipples crinkled so quickly they stung.

“Weiss?”

“Mm, you smell good,” she whispered into his skin. “Good enough to eat.”

His hand settled on her hip, thumb resting on the flare of her hip bone.

“Let’s go get something to eat, shall we?” she asked, leaning back.

Li understood the assignment at once, and volunteered to join them to get food for everyone. Nora also joined them, and as they walked across the soft sand, and up the stairs towards the food stalls, she laced her fingers with his.

“We’ll get the food,” Li smirked. “Have fun~”

Nora appeared confused. “What? Where are they going?”

It took a few seconds for the lightbulb to go off.

“Oh~!” she exclaimed. “Ehehe.”

“This way,” Weiss said quickly, pulling him along. Jaune stumbled.

“Wait, what – what’s going on?”

She shot him a heated look full of promise. “I thought we could go be alone somewhere.”

Jaune wasn’t exactly surprised by this sudden turn of events. The other’s showing up had put a dampener on their time together, and Jaune knew that Weiss wouldn’t take that sitting down. She wasn’t that type of girl. But he was expecting something a little different than being hauled behind some rocks into a spacious alcove, hidden on all sides but where the ocean met land.

If anyone wanted to see them here, they’d have to come from the water or practically fall on top of them. It was also far away from any beach goers, so they could be as loud as they wished...

There really was only one reason why Weiss would bring him here, and excitement quickly manifested, his heart beating rapidly. His eyes raked down her petite form, remembering just how amazing it had felt to have his hands on her body. The softness of her skin, those strong, slender muscles rolling beneath. Her plump, shapely butt, yielding to his hands as he squeezed.

Jaune swallowed, mouth dry.

He didn’t like to compare girls in this way. It felt… disrespectful. But Weiss was objectively beautiful, the type of beauty that bards and poets wrote about in times past. A beauty that could fell a kingdom, in a time of warring kings and queens. Her high cheekbones, sloping nose and wide eyes, her attractive lips. She was a vision of high class perfection. Her body was slender, sculpted by her training, her swell of her bust and hips gentle, sensual, her tummy flat. He could spy a hint of her ribs as she stretched up to unbind her hair, letting it fall in waves across her shoulders, moonlight given physical form.

Weiss was otherworldly. Punctuated by her sleek white tail and those cute ears atop her head.

“Jaune,” she uttered, feeling her stomach flip as she saw his eyes roam across her body. Her womb throbbed powerfully, almost stealing her breath away. Her crotch dampened rapidly, her skin tingling everywhere his eyes touched. “I thought… we could…”

It wasn’t often that Weiss struggled with her words. She was so confident and self assured, but now that she had him right where she wanted him, she faltered. But that didn’t matter. Jaune seized the initiative, stalking forward, his hands reaching for her hips.

“Ah,” she moaned softly as his thumbs caressed the rise of her hip bone, and those smoldering blue eyes threatened to burn her to cinders.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he promised.

“Please,” she begged, and then gasped as his lips pressed against hers.

It felt like the months of longing, of pining in secret, the secretive looks, the passing scent of him in class, the pleasure of her fingers when it all became too much culminated in this moment, her insides roiling as her blood thrummed in victory. As his warm mouth opened and his tongue teased the seam of her lips, they fell open gladly, a shuddering sob swallowed by their joint passion. Jaune’s strong hands gripped her waist firmly as he devoured her hungrily and she met him equally, their tongues gliding together in a frenzy.

This was it. This is what it felt like.

It was finally hers.

She felt impossibly hot, her nails raking down his sides as he deepened the kiss further, his tongue swirling, twisting, lashing until she was beaten into submission, mewling as he traced her gums, lapped at the roof of her mouth, sucked on her tongue until she saw stars. A sweltering heat manifested in her groin, dripping liquid fire into her bikini bottoms, her womb throbbing with a great need, a yearning.

To fulfill its biological purpose. To take his seed, cradle it, protect it until it took root. For her belly to swell with their child.

Any reason that may have still existed fled at the very thought, and without their mouths breaking apart, Weiss crawled up his body, her legs twining around his thighs, dragging her up until her pounding snatch rested against the growing bulge in his shorts, feet crossing behind his back as she began humping him like a lusty, starved bitch in heat.

Because that is exactly what she was.

Jaune groaned into her mouth, sucking on her tongue harder as he felt her covered pussy rut against his growing erection desperately. Her breathing was labored, punctuated by cute little exclamations of pleasure, those curved nails digging in his neck, his back, his shoulders, wherever she could grab him. She tasted sweet like melted ice cream, her lip balm a mix of vanilla and fruit.

He couldn’t get enough.

Weiss shuddered as his teeth bit down, hard enough for her to feel the threat of pain but just shy of causing it. His body was hard as stone, unyielding as she bucked against him, dragging her needy quim along the line of his steel hard shaft, her clitoris aflame as she grinded on his covered cock. Threading her fingers in his blond hair, she pulled his mouth against hers roughly.

They kissed, and kissed, and kissed until Jaune felt his lips sting, his tongue ache from the constant movement, his jaw cramping. Gripping her ass with one hand, he squeezed until she sobbed into his mouth, incoherently, her hips buckling in an awkward rhythm.

“J-Jaune~♡” she mewled sexily, her eyes fluttering open. They were the color of melting glaciers, glittering with desire. Her lips were red, swollen, slick with their saliva. Her voice was a little slurred, her mouth numb. “Mmm, Jaune~♡”

The heat building inside her was threatening to crest already. Weiss knew what that meant but it was too soon, much too soon. He already had her on the verge with just a little bit of kissing, helped along by her needy humping, and if he didn’t stop now and put his cock inside her, she was going to cum.

She tried to tell him. She tried to say she wanted him inside her when she broke but all that came out was a startled squeal as his free hand gripped the base of her fox tail, holding it firmly. Lightning raced up her spine and spiked into her brain, her back arching as her pussy jerked against his cock. Pleasure pooled in her lower belly, molten hot and flowing, and her breathing became gasps.

“N-No~!” she choked, eyes rolling – and then he kissed her again, claiming her mouth in a searing, mind bending kiss that rocked her world. Her hair trigger pussy seized up, her insides contracting powerfully as her vagina clenched. Body taunt, her thighs clamped around his waist hard enough to bruise as a wail of ecstasy bubbled up from deep within, only to be stifled by his fervent kissing.

Jaune felt the change in her at once, grunting as her legs tightened around him like steel bands. Her bucking hips stuttered to a stop, sealing her crotch against his cock. Her tail stiffened, becoming tense beneath his hand and then the vibrations of her wail passed into his mouth.

Weiss reeled as wave after wave of intense pleasure rolled through her lower body, her insides crying out for something hard to milk. Her pussy cramped up again and again, her uterus trembling from within as she was rendered senseless. Vision blurring, she surrendered utterly to the sensations, floating on cloud nine as Jaune plundered her mouth until her body sagged in post-orgasmic bliss.

Legs weak, they fell away. If not for his hold on her ass, she would have fallen to the ground but Jaune kept her upright, widening his stance to brace her dead weight. Finally releasing her mouth, dazed eyes blinked at him languidly.

He’d made her cum with just a kiss. The beautiful, untouchable Weiss Schnee had achieved orgasm from just a few kisses and some awkward rutting.

Jaune had never felt so hard in his entire life, and that was saying something. His cock felt like it was going to punch through his swimming trunks, so hard that he felt a brief bout of dizziness. Tightening his hold on her, he nuzzled her neck, placing gentle kisses on her soft – oh god, it was so soft – skin, peppering her with love until she began to respond, squirming in his embrace.

“Ah – Jaaaaune,” she slurred. “I – I – mm, you made me – haaah, nngg, stop that,” she protested weakly, lifting her chin and giving him better access, contrary to her words. He suckled softly and she quivered right down to her toes. “Oh~! That feels so gooood~!”

“Your skin is so soft, I love how it tastes,” he told her, running his tongue along her collarbone. A cute little squeak came from her. “Mm. Where do you want me to touch you next?”

His hand fell to her legs, caressing the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Weiss squirmed as his knuckle bumped against her sweltering crotch, lightly rubbing her slit. Jaune felt her wetness seeping through the material, coating his hand as he teased her pussy.

“I – right there,” she crooned sweetly. One of her hands fell down and began pulling at her bikini bottoms, stretching the garment as she tried to remove them. “I – touch my – mm, touch my pussy.”

Hearing Weiss say the word ‘pussy’ made his cock thump in excitement. Moving his hand off her shapely butt to her lower back, he watched with dark eyes as she awkwardly pulled her swimsuit down and exposing the prominent rise of her mound. Her skin was bare and smooth, the pale complexion flushed crimson with blood. From this angle, he couldn’t see her slit directly but saw the subtle swelling of her vulva.

When he cupped her vagina, Weiss mewled. Jaune groaned as his hand was instantly flooded with her essence, her sticky discharge coating his fingers as he toyed with her plump lips. Her slit was compact and tight, her outer labia thick with blood, soft, yielding. Her clitoris was hard, the small bundle of nerves protruding from her clitoral hood proudly. Gathering some of her wetness, he smeared it across her clit and rubbed gently, relishing the deep groan of ecstasy that rumbled through her body.

“Ahn~! Mm, Jaune – oh, Jaune, not – ah~♡” Weiss buried her face in his neck, sobbing as he lightly flicked her bean. Lightning coursed through her body, legs twitching as the smoldering heat of her last orgasm was reignited by the sparks generated by his fingers. “Haaaaaah~! Haaaaaannngg~! That feels so good~!”

Framing her clitoris with his fingers, he stroked up and down, lightly squeezing her sensitive bundle on both sides. Weiss rocked her hips, delirious as her nails grabbed at his back, raking against his skin pleasurably.

“Do you like this?” he asked breathlessly. His heart was pounding in his chest, listening to her cute little exclamations of pleasure. “Tell me how you want me to touch you.”

Weiss could barely think, her instincts screaming for her to rip out his cock and mount it, and fuck herself stupid until he blasted her womb with thick ropes of his potent sperm. Her gums itched, begging to sink into his flesh, and her nipples – god, her nipples were so hard, Weiss felt like the skin would crack, twin points of exquisite pain.

“Inside,” she managed to get out. “Inside~!”

She wanted his cock inside her but he interpreted it differently. Giving her clitoris one final tap that rocked her hips back, he slid his fingers further down, parting her tiny slit and stroking her small inner labia. Weiss groaned as the tip of one finger touched her urethra, circling it, and she seethed with desire when he found her puckered entrance.

“God, Weiss – you’re so wet,” Jaune watched as his hand disappeared further between her slender thighs, putting pressure on her entrance. It took a little bit of effort, working one of his fingers inside. Weiss cried out as he slid his finger inside her, marveling at how tight she was. The resistance was considerable, her folds coiling around his finger aggressively.

She was tighter than Li, and that was saying something.

He pumped his hand slowly, fingering her, in and out, in and out, stroking her inner walls. Weiss shuddered and moaned, leaning against him, hugging him desperately. Her internal muscles squeezed and throbbed around the invader, and Jaune seriously wondered if he would even be able to fit his cock inside her. Not only was she incredibly tight but he was rather large, and even his single finger was struggling.

When he tried to add another, her pussy resisted it, clamping down and rippling. Weiss’ breathless moans of rapture were quickly getting to him, and his cock hurt from being confined. When he did manage to force a second digit inside her, she thrashed against him.

“Ahhhnn~!” she cried out, and then Jaune felt her mouth open against his chest and bite. Jaune flinched, groaning as her fangs tore at his flesh. Just like Pyrrha, she was a biter.

“Fuck, Weiss – you’re pussy is so tight,” he said as he began to thrust both fingers inside her. Her syrupy essence dripped down his wrist, soaking him in her arousal. The musky scent was dizzying, filling his lungs, and he couldn’t withstand it anymore.

“Take my shorts off,” he ordered her, and he had to repeat himself a second time, she was so lost in her pleasure. Still biting him, her hands released his back and slid down, grabbing at the waistband of his swimming trunks.

It took some effort, his cock catching on the material as Weiss tried to force them down. Jaune hissed as his cock was pulled down, the material rubbing his sensitive glans before finally she managed to free him, his cock springing up aggressively. She jumped when it slapped against her belly, and releasing her mouth from his chest, she looked down between their bodies.

Long and thick with a beautiful, intimidating curve, it jutted from his pelvis lewdly, the tip of his fat crown wet with his pre-ejaculate. The head was slightly thicker than the shaft, a shaft riddled with bulging veins and Weiss felt something deep inside her mind snap loose, utterly consumed by her yearning.

She grabbed him by the base, and Jaune groaned in surprise as she began pumping him furiously, led on entirely by instinct. Her brain idly noted that his skin was hot, and velvety smooth, but it was lost among her body's drive to breed.

“Fuck me,” she hissed as her jaw clenched, her vagina clamping around his fingers. “Jaune, put your dick inside me~! Fuck me~! Breed me~!”

In a surge of strength, she pulled herself up, his fingers pulled free from her sweltering hole as she crawled up his body. Her drenched slit dragged up the underside of his cock, marking him with her wetness. Reaching the tip, she began thrusting her hips back and forth, trying to get him inside her.

“Inside, inside, inside~♡” she chanted. “Put it inside~! Mmm, fuck me, Jaune. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me~!”

Jaune hastily grabbed at his length to stabilize it, his dick pointed up at her drenched slit. Stilling her hips with his other hand, he lowered her until her tight entrance pressed against his tip. Weiss tensed, her voice high and needy as he pulled her down.

“Ahhhn~!” she screamed, body bowing backwards as he tried to force his way inside her.

“Fuck,” he swore, gritting his teeth as her tightness fought him every step of the way. Groaning, he thrust his hips up and sighed when his glans managed to stretch her open, popping inside her and sampling her exquisite heat. “Fuck, Weiss. You’re too tight, baby.”

Her small breasts shook as he carefully rocked his hips, thrusting a little deeper inside her body each time. Her tail was going wild, the ears atop her head stiff as her face crumpled in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It felt like a hot steel bar was being inserted inside her, her belly aching as he slowly burrowed deeper into her unused cunt.

When his glans grinded across her g-spot, she almost bucked right off him, the pleasure sudden and powerful. Growing weak, her weight forced him deeper, and she cried out in delight and beautiful agony, the air driven from his lungs as he slid further inside.

If possible, her vagina got even narrower and Jaune paused, body taut as he refrained from mindlessly rutting into her tiny body. Taking a moment to compose himself as her folds pulsed around him, her pussy tightening with every gasping breath she took, he began to saw in and out, thrusting, cupping her ass and holding her back to keep her body stable.

Every fold caught on his burly glans, and Weiss felt like she was being pulled inside out in the most pleasurable way possible. Feeling him inside her finally was beyond anything she had ever dreamed of, it was almost too much. Every swing of his hips touched her sweet spot, and she quickly began singing beautifully, her cries becoming a little too loud.

“Weiss,” Jaune panted as he continued to saw in and out of her tight snatch. The cum in his balls churned, tightening pleasurably as he sunk a little deeper. He was almost entirely inside her now. “You’re being too loud.”

But she couldn’t help it, her beautiful voice directed at the heavens as he stretched her out. A deep, throbbing heat was building up inside her, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. When he finally pressed in as deep as he could, his thighs flush against the underside of her butt, his tip kissing the entrance to her womb, her entire body tensed, the sensation too much for her to handle.

“God, mmgggh – right there~! Ooouhhh, mmmmmnnn’cumming~!” she screamed, and Jaune felt her insides collapse around his shaft like a vice, writhing in ecstasy as she shattered. He rode out her powerful orgasm, groaning in bliss as she milked him furiously for his seed. Her easy pussy was drawing him closer with every pulse, and when he began thrusting again, bumping her cervix, she started thrashing in his arms.

“Oooouhhhnnnggg~! Aaahhhhhn~! Nnnngggghiiii~!” each keening cry was accompanied by her pussy attempting to wring him dry, Weiss bucking wildly and grinding his glans against the spongy cap of her cervix. Jaune grit his teeth, the pleasure sharp at the tip of his dick, almost to the point of pain.

“Fuck, Weiss, you’re going to make me cum,” he hissed, hips snapping against her in that urgent, primal need to deposit his cum as deep as humanly possible to secure a successful insemination. Weiss met him with equal vigor, and they clapped together, their flesh popping as her arousal spilled across his tight balls.

“Ynnnnngg~! Ynnnnggg~! Yhyynnngg~!” Weiss sobbed, unable to articulate, her brain fucked into mush. Even though her orgasm was only beginning to wane, she could already feel the next one building, the pleasuring rolling on. Mindless, she bit his shoulder hard enough to pierce skin, a metallic tang filling her mouth before her eyes rolled up into her head.

Jaune gasped as she bit him, feeling her fangs penetrate his skin. His cock flexed inside her, swelling, touching a spot that set her off. Her throbbing, pulsing contractions were the end of him, and embracing her body strongly, he thrust once, twice, thrice – before exploding inside her with a long drawn out groan, ripped from the depths of his soul.

His balls cramped up as his shaft turned to steel, and then volley after volley of hot, boiling cum flooded Weiss’ womb in a deluge of pleasure. She could feel each stream thud into her deepest spot, silky smooth and hot, better than even her wildest dreams. Jaune jerked against her body with each ejaculation, packing her full of his potent sperm and when he was done, his legs threatened to give out.

As carefully as he could, he extracted himself from her vice like grip, hissing as his sensitive cock popped out of her. Weiss moaned in loss as his retreating shaft left her feeling vacant, incomplete, her thighs pressing together as she felt some of his cum leak out of her cervical opening and trickle from her entrance, coating her slender thighs.

Jaune panted to regain his breath, embracing Weiss gently, placing a kiss between her fox ears. Her tail was limp behind her back, twitching as her body experienced the afterglow of a well received breeding.

“I think you broke her,” a voice said from above, and looking up in surprise, he saw Nora peering down at them with a cheeky grin, her cheeks flushed. Li was beside her, her eyes filled with such lust that he was worried she’d been triggered right back into her heat.

Weiss tried to say something but it came out in a babble of nonsense.

“How long have you been there?” Jaune asked.

“Since the beginning,” Li admitted, voice husky. “But Jaune – surely you aren’t finished, are you? I think Weiss deserves the full treatment.”

“Yeah,” Nora agreed. “You haven’t even played with her tits yet. I bet they’re super cute.”

His girlfriends were going to be the death of him.