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In addition to the research and training facilities contained within their compound, there were also several other points of interest. One of those was a fully stocked convenience store with everything they would ever need be it basic groceries, sanitary items or even less crucial but no less important snack items like chocolate, ice cream and soda. After classes ended for the day, Ruby all but begged him to bake chocolate chip cookies for her but while their house had already been supplied with many of the essential food items, they were lacking other things.

Chocolate chips, for instance.

So after dropping off their things and getting changed out of their uniforms, they decided to visit the nearby convenience store to pick up any items they would require. One of the perks of being a supporter was that his admission to Beacon was completely free and everything was supplied for him, including any purchases made within the compound. This perk extended to his team.

“Now this is a convenience,” Yang joked as they walked down the street. “We get our own personal store! Jaune – have I told you that I love you, man? This totally kicks ass.”

She beamed at him brightly, her smile all teeth. Jaune grinned, feeling a little embarrassed at the confession even though he knew it wasn’t serious. At least, it wasn’t serious yet. They’d only known each other a day. He couldn’t deny it, though. His heart had jumped a little at her words. That was only natural when a beautiful girl told you such a thing; especially when she was dressed in the tiniest pair of shorts he had ever seen and a slightly too short yellow tank top that showed off her toned stomach.

“Yeah, you’re the best,” Ruby agreed while nuzzling her cheek against his own. The younger girl was draped over his shoulder and back like some sort of sloth creature, arms around his neck and chest. She barely weighed anything at all so it wasn’t uncomfortable in the slightest. Like her sister, she was wearing casual clothes but nothing quite so daring; a simple short red skirt, those wonderful black stockings and a black long sleeved shirt with some band emblem emblazoned on the front.

“I do have to agree that this is highly advantageous,” Weiss mused. Jaune’s eyes wandered down her slim physique shielded only by a thin layer of light blue fabric that made up her summer frock. It made her already ethereal beauty much more stark as if she were about to float away at any moment, the light breeze causing the hem to float behind her. “Not having to travel all the way to Vale for any personal items is a great boon.”

“And everything is free,” Blake looked extremely pleased by this fact, shooting Jaune a wicked smile. “Having you around is getting more attractive by the second.”

The store looked like any other found in the city, looking out of place simply because this wasn’t the city but on campus instead. Large clear glass windows showed rows upon rows of shelves within, the store well lit with a sign displaying the name known Remnant wide; 7-Twelve.

“Onwards!” Ruby cried out, pointing dramatically.

The clerk greeted them as they stepped inside and Jaune wondered if they were there all day. If so, who did they even serve? Shaking his head, he walked deeper into the store as his team split up. Blake immediately approached the magazine rack and pulled out a book while Yang went down towards the fridges.

“Shall we?” Weiss asked, obtaining a basket for their goods.

Ruby slid off his back before skipping off ahead, leading the way.

“Are you getting anything in particular?” Jaune asked as they followed after Ruby.

“I have all that I need,” Weiss replied, though he watched as her eyes scanned the shelves critically. “Though perhaps a treat would not be amiss. I am quite partial to chocolate.”

They were certainly in the right place then. Jaune blinked as he inspected the selection, a little overwhelmed. Glancing up and down the aisle, he picked up a bar at random and read the label before placing it back on the shelf. Meanwhile, Weiss knew exactly what she wanted and plucked a rather large bar of chocolate off the shelf and placed it in their basket.

At his curious look, she said, “A personal favorite of mine. Menagerie make the best chocolate and if you disagree, we may have a problem.”

He thought she was being completely serious for a moment before her lips quirked in a small smile. He grinned back.

“Found em,” Ruby announced as she returned, arms laden with packets of chocolate chips.

“Er,” Jaune stared at her haul apprehensively. “How many cookies are you planning on making me bake?”

Ruby grinned evilly.

“Ruby, don’t you think you are going a little overboard?”

“Nuh-uh~!” she dumped them into the basket and it nearly tipped at out Weiss’ hands at the sudden increase in weight. “Just preparing for the future, that’s all.”

“Riiiight,” Weiss shook her head. “Well – let us see where Yang has slithered off to. Blake won’t leave the magazine rack anytime soon.”

“Does she like to read?” he asked as they made their way further into the store.

“All the time,” Ruby confessed. “She used to read so much that she barely talked with any of us. She isn’t that bad anymore but she is still totally crazy about books.”

Weiss scoffed. “I don’t think it is the books themselves that she is crazy about.”

“What do you mean?”

“She likes to read – um, you know,” Ruby gave him an awkward look. “Those types of books.”

“What?”

“She reads filth,” Weiss declared boldly. “Disgusting, degenerate smut. She is nothing more than a lewd cat driven by her base desires.”

Ruby giggle-snorted. “Weiss, you can’t call her that.”

“Why ever not?” Weiss sniffed haughtily. “That is exactly what she is. A lewd little kitty cat constantly in heat.”

“You talkin’ about Blakie?” Yang asked as they found her inspecting various cans of soda.

“They were just telling me that Blake likes to read – uh, adult material.”

Yang gave a sharp laugh. “Yeah, you can say that again. I mean, that isn’t all that she reads but yeah, that is definitely her favorite type of genre. She likes to double click her mouse, if you know what I mean.”

Jaune felt his cheeks redden slightly. Now wasn’t that an erotic image.

Weiss groaned. “Must you really?”

Yang snickered as Ruby looked to the ceiling in despair. “I must.”

“So what are you getting?” Jaune asked, gesturing to the drinks. Yang held up two different cans.

“What do you think? Orange or grape?”

Jaune shrugged “I like orange.”

“Orange it is,” Yang put the grape flavored soda back in the fridge and grabbed a few more cans of the orange, chucking them into Weiss’ basket.

“Oh, hey,” an unfamiliar voice greeted; a male voice. “You the new guy?”

Jaune turned.

The newcomer was gray haired and eyed with a handsome face and a confident smile. He was a little shorter than Jaune but not by much with the lithe, well muscled build of a huntsman. He was still dressed in the standard Beacon uniform though instead of the regular jacket, he was wearing black leather that gave him a bit of a sharp edge, as if he were some kind of delinquent.

“Uh,” Jaune blinked. “Yeah – I’m the new guy.”

“Mercury Black,” he introduced himself, holding out a hand. Jaune hesitated for a second before reaching out and clasping hands, giving a firm shake. Mercury grinned.

“Jaune Arc – supporter of Team RWBY.”

“Nice,” Mercury looked over his teammates. “It’s always good to have another guy on campus. Don’t get me wrong, the girls here are mint but sometimes you just need a bro to hang with, you know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Jaune replied. “I can see how it could get a little much.”

“Oh?” Yang leaned on him, mashing his arm between her bountiful breasts. “Think we’ll get to be a little much, huh?”

Mercury laughed at the conflicted expression on Jaune’s face.

“Careful. One wrong word and these huntress chicks will never let you forget it. They’re a real handful.”

Weiss rolled her eyes. “Yes, well – if you’ll excuse us, we must be going.”

“Jaune is going to bake me cookies,” Ruby chirped.

Mercury held up his hands in surrender. “Heh – I get it. I don’t want to get between you and your new man on your first day together. If you ever want to chill, come hit me up. We can do some guy stuff, shake off all this estrogen.”

“Yeah,” Jaune said as Mercury took his leave. “I’d like that.”

Weiss shook her head. “That one has a head too big for his own good.”

Yang chortled. “Takes one to know one, I guess.”

“What are you talking about?” Weiss snapped. “My head may be exceptional but it is far from big.”

“If you say so, princess.”

Weiss glared daggers at her teammate.

“What team does he belong too?” Jaune asked as they began to wander around the store, grabbing a few more things. They had plenty of flour but since Ruby would no doubt want more cookies before the week was out, he decided to pick up some more. “He isn’t in our year, is he? I didn’t see him in any of the classes.”

“He belongs to Team CFVY,” Yang answered, inspecting some hair care products. “They’re a second year team. You could say that he is a bit of a player.”

“Why his team put up with that is beyond me,” Weiss huffed. “Have they no shame? He is their supporter.”

“I think they enjoy each others company more,” Yang waggled her eyebrows. “Clam over sausage.”

Weiss paused, turning to Yang in surprise. “What?”

“You didn’t know? Coco is a total rug muncher and I’m pretty sure Velvet is the same,” Yang rubbed her chin in thought. “I’m less sure about Fox and Yukino but it wouldn’t surprise me.”

“I saw them kissing once,” Ruby revealed. Yang looked at her sister in surprise.

“Who?”

“Coco and Velvet. I was out jogging one night and caught them behind the groundskeeper shed, making out,” she shrugged.

“Well, that confirms that,” Yang said.

Blake was still exactly where they left her, eyes skimming through the comic she held. Jaune peered at the cover and discovered it was actually manga from Mistral. So Blake was into that sort of thing, was she? It was something they had in common.

“Blake,” Weiss called out to grab her attention. “Do you need anything or are you just going to get that?”

The cat faunus blinked at her teammate, as if confused by the question before saying, “Oh – um, no. I’m good, thanks.”

It was strange, not having to pay for their goods. They still had to take them to the counter and get them rung up but when it came time where they would usually pay, all Jaune had to do was offer his scroll. The clerk scanned it and that was the end of it. From what he understood, while they didn’t have to pay for any of this, they were expected to show some restraint. They were keeping track of what they ‘purchased’ and if they ever went overboard, things would be adjusted accordingly. It was a privilege but it had its limits.

Ruby skipped ahead happily as she chanted, “Cookies, cookies, cookies,” her skirt bouncing dangerously as she went. Jaune stared. Ruby really did have wonderful thighs and her tendency to wear slightly-to-small stockings only highlighted that fact.

“So how’d ya like your first day?” Yang asked.

“It was great,” he replied. “Fighting that Grimm was nerve wrecking but it felt good, killing it.”

“You did well – I was very impressed,” Weiss complimented with a small smile. “I still remember the first time I came face-to-face with a Grimm. I am ashamed to admit that I was overwhelmed.”

It wasn’t his first time against a Grimm but he understood her point.

“Ruby’s suggestion helped out a lot,” Jaune said modestly.

“Did you use your semblance?” Blake asked.

From what he understood, his semblance was activated every time he channeled his aura. Aura amplified strength, while his semblance amplified aura. From the little bit of testing he had done before coming to Beacon, he knew he could control the amount of amplification that took place but he couldn’t shut it off completely. Even the smallest amount would have an effect.

“Sorta – whenever I use my aura, I also use my semblance. I can’t turn it off when I do, but I can control how much amplification happens. Um – it means that if I touch anyone when using my aura, I’ll end up amplifying their aura even if I don’t mean to do it.”

Blake tilted her head. “I’ve never heard of a semblance that doesn’t turn off before.”

“I mean, it does when I’m not using aura,” as an example, he reached over and grabbed Blake’s hand. “Like now – I’m not using my aura, so there is no transfer. But if I were to bring up my aura, it would amplify you even if I didn’t want it to.”

The four of them gave him looks of surprise.

“Uh, what?”

Had he said something strange?

“I suppose it makes sense,” Weiss mused. “He is a man, after all.”

“What makes sense?” he asked.

“Huntresses tend to keep their aura up at all times,” Yang explained for him. “You never know when an attack may come, right? If not from a Grimm then from another person. We’re taught to always be on our guard. We can’t do that when we’re sleeping, of course – but we’ve all got our aura up, right now.”

“Oh,” that was something his sisters had never told him. “Uh – I see. I don’t know if I can do that, though.”

“Why not?” Ruby turned and skipped backwards, the action adorable. “We could help teach you.”

“It isn’t that. It’s just... it would be difficult to touch people if I was constantly amplifying their aura, you know?” Jaune shrugged. “Wouldn’t that be a bit weird?”

Blake frowned. “I... guess you’re right. That wouldn’t be ideal.”

Yang nodded. “Yeah – my aunty, she has a semblance a little like that. She can’t turn it off and it causes her all sorts of trouble. It can be tough, having a power you can’t fully control.”

Jaune tried to look on the bright side. “Well that’s why I’m here, right? To discover the limits of my semblance and maybe we will find a way to shut it off when I use aura.”

Weiss nodded. “Yes, that is correct – and we will help you in any way we can.”

When they returned home, Jaune got to work. Jaune’s father had the best chocolate chip cookie recipe this side of Remnant and that is what he was going to make. He was going to knock Ruby’s socks off – er, stockings.

He started by melting the butter on the stove before letting it cool slightly. He then whisked sugar, brown sugar, a teaspoon of salt and the melted butter together until a paste formed with no lumps. Adding a single egg and a teaspoon of vanilla extract, he beat the mixture until light ribbons fell off the whisk when he held it above the bowl, remaining on the surface for a short period before sinking into the rest of the mixture. Sifting in flour and baking soda, he folded it in with a spatula, being careful not to over mix.

Ruby peered into the bowl with starry eyes, leaning across the counter. “Oh, oh~! Which ones do you want?”

She held up the chocolate chips. There was dark chocolate, milk chocolate and white chocolate, a couple bags of each.

He folded in the milk and dark chocolate chips before placing the dough in the fridge. While it chilled, he set up the oven, pre-heating it and lining a baking tray with paper. When thirty minutes passed, Jaune began portioning the dough. Ruby helped with this stage, beaming brightly as she used an ice cream scoop to create balls of dough of a size she desired.

“These look so good,” she licked her lips, slurping up a bit of drool. Jaune laughed.

“It’s still dough.”

“I don’t care. Oh my god, I can’t wait.”

Jaune took a small piece of the cookie dough and dabbed it on her nose. Ruby flinched, face scrunching cutely before giggling.

“Hey! Don’t waste the goods, buster!”

When the tray was full with enough space for the cookies to spread, Jaune slipped it into the oven. As the minutes passed, the most mouthwatering aroma filled the house. Ruby looked completely overwhelmed by the smell, eyes closed as she sniffed the air like a puppy. Yang came thundering down the stairs, drawn by that sweet, buttery scent.

“Damn, those smell good,” she saw what her sister was doing and snorted. “Geez, sis. Try and restrain yourself, will ya?”

Blake wasn’t far behind, entering from the back porch. Like Ruby, her nose was in the air as she inhaled deeply. Ruby pouted as finally, Weiss appeared. Everyone had gathered for the bounty.

“I’m not sharing,” their team leader complained petulantly.

“Who is the greedy one now?” Weiss smirked.

When they were ready, Jaune pulled the tray from the oven and Ruby fidgeted as he set them on a rack to cool. She barely waited long enough to avoid burning her tongue before snatching one up and cooing as she cradled the warm cookie between her hands. Jaune watched as she broke it into two halves, the chocolate gooey and the inside soft.

Silver eyes rolled as she popped one half in her mouth, chewing vigorously. An obscene moan rumbled in her throat.

“Oh my god,” Ruby squealed, devouring the second half. “Dese awre soo gewd~!”

“Don’t speak with your mouth full,” Weiss scolded, grabbing her own cookie. Taking a tentative bite, she made a sound of approval. “Mmmm – these are good!”

Ruby grabbed a second and third while Yang and Blake sampled the goods. Jaune watched as Blake’s ears twitched as her eyes fell shut, humming as she chewed.

“Look at you – you’re a regular lady killer, aren’t ya?” Yang teased. Taking a bite of her cookie, she moaned and licked the melted chocolate from her lips. “Making us all moan without even touching us. We’ve really hit the jackpot.”

Lilac eyes smoldered as she gave him a suggestive look. Jaune felt his heart skip a beat.

“I am curious,” Weiss broke through the tension before it could even begin to build. “Do you make cake, by chance?” her eyes looked hopeful.

Jaune smiled. “Yeah. I can bake a cake. What kind do you like?”

The afternoon was spent baking before they moved onto dinner. They only had a light meal considering they’d all partaken in the cookies and cake; egg fried rice. He made enough for the leftovers to be used as lunches the next day, saving them from having to visit the cafeteria. Because of all the sugar, Ruby was bouncing off the walls with energy. After eating, she blew off steam outside with her weapon while everyone else went about their nightly rituals. No homework had been assigned so they were free to do what they wanted.

“Shower is free,” Blake informed him as she stepped out of the bathroom. Her honey-milk body wash wafted across his senses as she passed by him in the hallway, amber eyes looking him up and down. “Do you need someone to wash your back?”

Jaune coughed and answered by reflex, “Uh – I’ll be fine, thanks.”

She grinned at him and he swore there was a hint of a fang, a predatory look. “Pity. Enjoy your shower~”

The shower was still damp and filled with Blake’s scent when he stepped in under the spray. He tried to ignore it but it was impossible, the mixture of her body wash and citrus shampoo clouding his mind, and that hint of something extra that could only be her own unique fragrance. Just moments earlier, Blake had been standing where he was, naked and wet, lathing her slender body with soap. Her hands had glided over smooth pale skin, washing free a days worth of grime. Did she have small nipples? Puffy nipples? Were they pink or dusky brown? Did she shave her vagina or did she let it grow, or trim it neatly? Or perhaps she had naught but sparse hair like Ruby, downy and thin, and soft. Did she touch herself in the shower? Jaune eyed the showerhead. Those thoughts invaded his mind and took root, burrowed deep and stuck steadfast. By the time he finished washing, he was more than a little worked up.

After drying off and slipping into his nightwear, he retreated to his room. To take his mind off her, he browsed his scroll for something to play. Picking a random game he had downloaded at some point, he attempted to lose himself in the repetitive nature of the hack and slash RPG. While it was fun, his erection was unwilling to play by the rules. It was just as hard as ever, insistent and frustrating in equal measure. He tried to focus but it did little good – his cock would not be denied.

He was entertaining taking it in hand to find some relief when there was a knock at the door. Jaune sat up and placed a pillow on his lap, shielding his hardon from view.

“Come in,” he called, hoping his voice didn’t sound as nervous as he felt.

Ruby peeked inside.

“Are you busy?” she asked.

He could turn her away – but one look at her charming silver eyes and he was lost.

“I was just playing scroll games,” he held up his device.

Ruby stepped inside and closed the door behind her, leaning against it. Her hair was damp from the shower while she had changed into a pair of flannel shorts and a white thin strap top. Her pale skin was still flushed and dewy from the heat of the water, almost giving her an ethereal look; she was glowing.

“What’s up?” he asked.

She squirmed, hands clasped behind her back. It made her modest chest stick out invitingly.

“I just wanted to thank you,” she said quietly. “For the cookies, I mean. They were really yummy.”

Jaune smiled. “I’m glad you liked them – though I could tell, you already said that about a half dozen times.”

Ruby giggled. “That’s because they were super good! Where did you learn to make those?”

“My dad taught me. He said women liked a guy that could cook and bake, so I did my best to learn.”

The more home skills that men learned, the better it was for them. It would only increase their standing and help them attract a good partner if their families entered negotiations with someone interested. Women were typically the breadwinners, after all, while men maintained the home – though men typically worked, as well, unless their wives made enough to sustain both of them comfortably.

“Did you have fun today?”

Ruby looked anxious about his answer. She needn’t have worried.

“Yeah,” he said genuinely. “I had loads of fun. I was really nervous this morning but things were great. I’m glad I’m here... I’m happy that I was put on this team.”

Her smile was blinding.

“So, I was thinking,” she looked away shyly. “Maybe we could practice with your semblance a little bit before bed – if you want to, that is. Just something simple so I can get a feel for it since I’m our leader, you know? B-But if you don’t want to, that is totally fine and I would understand--”

“Okay,” he said.

“R-Really?” she perked up.

“Yeah, really,” he confirmed. “Um – how do you want to do this?”

She bounced over to his bed, filled with giddy excitement. “You just have to touch me, right?”

He really wished she hadn’t said it that way, not with his erection threatening to tear through the pillow on his lap. What was wrong with him? He’d never been so hard and for so long in his life.

“We could hold hands?” he suggested.

Ruby nodded happily, offering her hand. Her palm was soft and smooth, but he could feel the strength in her grip when her fingers tightened around him.

“Ready?”

“Mhm~!”

Jaune focused and brought up his aura. Ruby gasped as energy flowed through her hand and up her arm, spreading throughout her body. Her skin tingled pleasantly as she felt all her senses sharpen, and she knew in that moment that if she were to use her own semblance, she would move faster than she had ever moved before.

“Do you feel different?” he asked.

“Uh huh,” Ruby nodded, squirming as heat suffused through her frame. The blanket beneath her thighs felt wonderful against her suddenly sensitive skin and so she rubbed her legs together eagerly. “I-It feels incredible!”

Jaune grinned. “How does it feel?”

“Like I could kill hundreds of Grimm and never get tired,” she said. “A-And I feel hot inside but it feels really, really good and not uncomfortable at all. Like I’ve just had one of those yummy cookies and the chocolate is melting in my belly.”

And then she pressed their clasped hands to her navel. Jaune froze

“R-Right here,” she moaned lowly. “Mmm – your semblance is awesome~!”

Ruby’s cheeks were flush, silver eyes glassy with desire. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, pink and wet. Jaune felt his cock stiffen even further, something he thought impossible.

“D-Do you think it would be stronger with more contact?” she asked.

“Um.”

“Want to try it?”

Ruby eagerly pulled up the hem of her top and pressed his hand to her belly. Jaune swallowed as his hand rested against her flat tummy, the subtle swells of her abs flexing as she gasped.

“Oooooh, t-that feels more intense,” Ruby panted roughly. “I f-feel even better now!”

Her skin was really warm and soft, and he couldn’t help but spread his hand until his fingers covered more of her. Ruby shivered as his palm rested directly over her womb. Her crotch throbbed powerfully in time to her thudding heart, her mind becoming foggy and sluggish.

“Should I stop?” Jaune asked.

Ruby shook her head. “No, no – I’m fine. I-I’m great! Um – can I get on top?”

“What?”

Before he knew what was happening, Ruby had pulled away the pillow shielding his turgid cock and slipped one of her plump thighs across his body, straddling him. Jaune hissed in pleasure as her crotch settled against his own, pressing on him firmly. Her core was blazing hot and when she rocked against him, a broken squeal escaped her lips.

“Ruby?” he asked, his hands settling on the exposed skin of her hips. She shuddered in his lap, rolling her pelvis and grinding her pussy against the underside of his iron hard shaft. The cock that had so intimidated her just that morning with its jutting hardness was now the subject of her sole desire.

“Mmmmnh~!” she buried her face against his neck, panting hotly as her arms wrapped around his body. Her fingers clutched at his back desperately as she began to rut against him vigerously. Jaune could smell her all around him, a hint of coconut lotion and vanilla scented shampoo. “Hnnnmm~! J-Jaune~! I feel so s-strong~!”

She was burning up inside in the most pleasant way possible, her insides thrumming with power and lust in equal measure. Her hips snapped against him, her throbbing cunt slithering up and down his shaft with need. The front of her shorts were drenched with arousal, hot and sticky, her clit tingling fiercely as she mashed it against his dick.

His glans throbbed as a pressure built up, the engorged head chafing against the inside of his pants. He was being rubbed raw but it didn’t hurt, the pleasure sharp and precise. Even though the material of their clothing, he could feel her plump vulva spread either side of his shaft, cradling him against her weeping slit.

Ruby was singing in his ear, her moans and squeals full of passion. Jaune let one of his hands fall and grabbed at her thick ass, digging his fingers in harshly enough to bruise. Ruby jolted and groaned.

“S-Skin,” she choked out.

He understood what she wanted, nuzzling his nose in her hair and inhaling deeply. Releasing her ass, he slipped his hand down under the waistband of her shorts to grope at her flesh directly. Ruby cried out sweetly.

“Fuck, Ruby,” Jaune hissed into her hair. Her ass was so soft and fat, perfectly shaped from all her huntress training.

It wouldn’t take much. She wasn’t wearing panties. He could slip his cock out and pull her shorts aside and impale her blazing pussy on his cock, burrow deep into her young, teenage body. He knew she would be so incredibly tight around him. It wouldn’t take much at all.

He wanted to do more than just dry hump.

A loud knock on the door robbed him of any such thought, a vice around his heart. In his surprise, he released his aura and semblance. Ruby froze in his lap, perfectly still but for the tremors that rocked her body. Jaune stared at the door, momentarily panicked.

“Jaune?” Yang called out. “Are you there?”

He cleared his throat, thinking quickly, “Um – yeah! I’m not decent!”

There was a moment of silence. Jaune realized that perhaps that wasn’t the deterant that he thought it was but lucky for him, she didn’t just turn the knob and open the door.

“Oh~?” she mused playfully, voice coy. “You know how to get a girls imagination going, don’t ya?”

Jaune laughed awkwardly. “D-Did you need something?”

Ruby wiggled in his lap before starting up again, slowly building up her previous tempo. Soft whimpers puffed against his neck, her heart pounding in her ears. Jaune groaned in surprise, gripping her ass firmly.

“The girls wanted to know if you’d like to watch a movie with us?” Yang asked, oblivious to the fact that her little sister was rutting like an animal against his confined cock. “You game?”

“Y-Yeah, I’ll be there soon.”

“Okay.”

He waited until he was sure Yang had retreated before standing, lifting Ruby effortlessly. She squawked in surprise, suspended – and then he spun and pressed her into his bed, seated between her parted thighs.

“J-Jaune!?”

Ruby cried out softly as he thrust against her, driving his cock along her clothed core. He panted as he established a fast rhythm, grinding up and down her slit. Her nails threatened to piece his shirt, raking down his back as she squealed into his chest.

“Ahhhn~! Hnnngg – Jaune~!” the pleasure was intense, her clit a supernova as he mashed it beneath his cock. His glans swelled, balls tightening.

“Shit, Ruby,” he moaned into her hair. “You’re so sexy, baby. Hmm – you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Fweh~?”

He could feel his climax building, that pinprick of sensation at the tip flowing down into his loins. Ruby wrapped her powerful legs around his waist and bucked up into his thrusting pelvis, chasing her end.

“S-Something is coming,” Ruby choked. “Oooooh~!”

She knew what an orgasm was, she wasn’t so innocent that she hadn’t masturbated before but it had never felt like this. Her stomach roiled as something deep inside throbbed and tightened, the pleasure radiating from her clit almost painful. Her insides clenched, desiring to grip something that wasn’t there. Her pussy felt disappointed, clutching impotently and begging to be filled. It wasn’t to be.

“Hnnnnnhg~!” Ruby seethed as her body seized up, becoming taut. Heat exploded in her tummy, hot and heavy and thick, oozing darkly as her insides contracted in orgasm. She bucked against Jaune wildly and Jaune groaned in bliss, hearing and feeling her unravel beneath him.

His cock swelled and fired instantly, the suddenness robbing him of thought. It jerked mightily as it spat hot, thick streaks of cum inside his pants, the silky heat surrounding him as he made a mess of himself. When his balls ceased pumping cum, he pulled away slightly and looked down at his team leader.

Her face was a mess of tears and drool, cheeks flushed red. The air was thick with their arousal and he took a moment to admire her senseless expression, eyes unseeing, before he peeled away from her body. Her crotch was a mess and his wasn’t much better, dripping with her juices. The thicker material of his pants had prevented his cum from seeping through but he could feel it running down his cock and balls, and over his thighs.

He was going to need another shower.