The Temptation 023 (Patreon)

Every little shift against the material of the couch sent shivers down Fiona’s spine, her legs falling open eagerly as Jaune moved between them. She still had hold of his magnificent cock, stroking it from base to tip with long firm pumps. The thought of his heavy length cleaving apart her insides had the hairs on her arms stand on end. He was so thick and long, and curved to perfection. He was going to fuck her deep, deeper than she had ever been fucked before. Fear mixed with arousal, a heady combination that made her feel drunk that had little to do with the wine she had consumed.

When the fat, blunt tip of his glans pressed against her vulva, she bit her lip. His deep blue eyes stared down at her, devouring her lithe form, making her feel attractive and sexy. The way he looked at her made her believe she was the most incredible thing he had ever seen. No one had ever looked at her that way before.

Slick with her saliva and his pre-cum, the head popped into her clutching pussy with a little wiggle. Tilting her hips, she groaned long and low as he pushed into her, jolting when he grinded by her g-spot, already tender from his earlier attentions. Her folds parted before his steel hard dick, his blazing heat filling her up. It wasn’t until he had seated half of his penis inside her that a twinge of discomfort pulsed through her. It must have shown on her face because Jaune halted immediately.

“Keep going,” she encouraged quickly, rocking against him. Pulling back slightly, he pressed in harder, going a little deeper. The discomfort mixed together with pleasure, her body thrumming with desire. Pain was meant to be scary, something that people avoided. Fiona wasn’t a fan of pain, yet this was different. An ache so deep inside that excited her rather than deter her. It was proof that she had attracted such a hung, handsome stud.

“Damn, Fiona,” he said roughly. “You’re so tight. Fuck – you feel so good.”

Her insides felt rougher than any of the other girls he had slept with, something he had noticed when he fingered her. Not in an unpleasant way, quite the opposite. The result was an incredible ripple of pleasure against his sensitive cock head, the sensation strong and sharp. This was going to be a great fuck, he could tell. Weiss’ lovely hands had taken the edge off but he hadn’t cum inside a pussy since Blake, hadn’t been inside a woman since Neon.

He was going to make the most of this chance. He would enjoy Fiona’s body to the fullest.

“Oooh, you’re so deep,” the sheep faunus crooned as he slipped even further inside. He had almost seated the entirety of his cock inside her when he felt the firm, fleshy cap of her cervix. Bumping against it, Fiona cried out passionately, cupping her belly and framing her bellybutton with her hands. “Oh~! I’ve never had it so deep before. Can you feel it?”

Grabbing her smooth legs, he pulled them up against his chest, her feet resting on his shoulders. Looking down, he groaned at the sight of his thick cock spreading her little pussy wide. Placing one hand on her hip and the other on one of her thighs, he gently thrust, small, shallow movements that had him bumping the entrance to her womb repeatedly.

Fiona’s back arched, head thrown back and exposing her throat. Jaune watched her abs clench and release every time he pressed into her, her fingers raking at her skin. Her small breasts shook as he increased the strength of his thrusts, paying attention to how she whined and moaned. The mild discomfort and pain was giving way to pleasure, and Jaune took it as the signal to continue.

“Ohh~! It feels so good~!” she called out, clenching around his invading cock. She loved the way his dick kissed her womb, pressing on her deepest parts. “H-Harder~! Jaune, do me harder!”

His pelvis slapped against the underside of her thighs, their flesh clapping together. Her toes spread and curled, face twisting in beautiful agony. Jaune watched as his cock moved in and out of her tight, wet cunt, his shaft glistening with her juices. Her rough walls clung to his meat, stimulating his glans. He could feel every bump and pleat, every contour of her spasming sheathe. Whenever he retreated on the outstroke, her vagina coiled around the ridge of his cock head, begging him to return.

She felt so fucking good.

“Yeah, fuck, babe,” he grunted, pressing in as deep as he could and grinding on her womb before resuming his regular thrusting. His balls pat against her pert butt, churning with his payload. “Damn, your pussy feels so good. Fiona, ah, fuck.”

It really had been too long since he had fucked someone. Grabbing her hips with both hands, he lifted her bottom half off the couch. The change in angle drew ragged gasps and sharp cries from the small faunus woman, her head tossing back and forth. Her entire body rocked as he pummeled her pussy, muscles taut as she clawed at the cushions underneath her.

“Yes~! Yes~! Ahh~! Harder~! Oh, fuck me harder~!” she sobbed. Gaining a little leverage, she threw her hips against him, slamming his cock into her cervix even harder. “Oh~! Yeah~! Right there, please, right there~! Keep going, keep going, keep going~!”

He fucked her harder, panting as sweat trickled down his straining muscles. Fiona squirmed and thrashed in his grip, howling in pleasure. The rougher he was, the more she reacted, her eyes glazed with lust as he gave her everything he had. He could feel her walls begin to pulse around him, tightening around his pistoning length.

“You gonna cum?” he huffed, tilting her hips a little more.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she chanted lavishly. “Yes, I’m gonna cum~!”

Jaune felt his own cock swell, Fiona crying out. That knot of heat in his belly pulled tight, his balls ready to fire. Groaning, he asked, “Where do you want it?”

“Inside,” she pleaded. “Please, inside. Please~!”

Slap, slap, slap, their hips continued to collide. Fiona trembled and almost screamed as her abused, well fucked pussy spasmed and contracted, signaling the end. Voice cracking, her body tensed, her walls collapsing around his length. Jaune groaned lowly, his cock flexing as her cunt throbbed and milked him relentlessly in orgasm. His hips jolted once, twice before he sealed their pelvises together, docking the head of his cock with her cervix.

“Fuuuck,” he hissed as his molten semen gushed inside her womb in long, heavy shots. His balls jumped and tensed with every volley, so strongly that it almost hurt. Fiona cooed and shook wildly as his seed flowed into her, the warmth seeping through her body. A dim voice in her mind warned her that she wasn’t on birth control. That she could get pregnant from such a massive shot of sperm but it was drowned out by alcohol and lust.

Nothing would steal this moment from her.

When his cock finally finished depositing its load, he lowered her hips back onto the couch before leaning over her between her thighs. She mewled as his still hard cock shifted inside her, cunt quivering around him. Bracketing her head with his elbows, he kissed her, drawing her tongue out to tangle with his own. They spent the next few minutes like this, their bodies entwined as they kissed long and deep until their jaws ached and lungs burned.

“Damn,” Jaune chuckled, nuzzling her nose with his own. She giggled and pecked his lips, his cheek. “That was great.”

“Really?” she asked shyly, running her hands up and down his sides. Her fingers traced the lines of his muscles, mapping out each ridge and dip, exalting in the way they flexed and moved as he breathed and shifted his weight. She wanted to keep touching him forever.

“Really,” he said before wrapping his arms around her body. She yelped when he dragged her up and sat back, Fiona now in his lap. She was so light, even with all her weight pressed on him. Cerise, Yang and Blake were beautiful women but he really did have a thing for small, lithe girls like Fiona, Weiss and Ruby. “How’s this?”

She stared at him from above, grinning. “I think I like this.”

Jaune grinned back as she toyed with his nipples, lightly raking her nails over them. His hands naturally drifted down to her butt and began rubbing it, taking handfuls of her springy flesh and squeezing it firmly. She quickly noticed that his cock was still a solid bar of heat inside her.

“You’re still hard,” she marveled, giving her hips a little shake. “Do you want to go again?”

“Think you’re up for it?” he asked.

She gave it serious consideration.

“I think I can manage,” she finally said happily. “Can I be in control this time?”

“Anything you want,” he replied.

Jaune let her push him back until he was laid out, her hands on his chest. She started slow, gently rocking back and forth. He rested his hands on her thighs, stroking her soft skin, groaning as her walls tugged at his sensitive post-orgasm dick, the feeling intense. It quickly ignited his briefly sated lust.

The way she moved her body was liquid and smooth, her little tits swaying hypnotically. Seeing such a small, innocent looking woman impaled on his length was a provoking sight, watching her take her own pleasure in hand even more so. The way her muscles stretched and coiled, rolling under her beautiful skin was magnificent, the subtle shape of her ribs attractive. When she placed her fingers on her tummy and pressed, he felt it against the head of his cock.

“You’re right here,” she said, rubbing the spot insistently. “Do you feel that? This is where you filled me up. My womb is so hot and heavy with your semen, Jaune. Are you trying to knock me up? Do you want me to get pregnant?”

She really was a different person in the bedroom.

Her hips began to move a little faster, though she kept it controlled, each movement precise. Every time her cervix grinded on the end of his cock, pleasure surged up his spine and through his balls.

“Mmm~! Ahn~! Yeeah. Your cock feels so good, Jaune. You’ve made a lot of girls very happy with it, haven’t you? I can tell how experienced you are. Oh~! Yes, you’ve made so many girls cum – so many, right? You’re so handsome. I bet all those girl friends of yours have had a taste. Which one is your favorite? You can tell me – ahh~! – I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”

Sweet, innocent Fiona Thyme – now that she was riding him, setting the pace, she liked to talk. Her question about his friends made his cock swell and throb, jerking inside her. Hooded eyes stared at him knowingly. Around the snug fit of her pussy, white frothy semen leaked out. They were churning his previous load into fuck butter and it was one of the hottest things he had seen.

“This won’t be our only time together, right?” she lifted her ass slightly and then slammed back with a loud thwap. Her back arched, thrusting out her pert tits. “We can do this again? I want to do this again – so many times, Jaune. This is what I’ve been missing in my life. No other cock will do, Jaune. It has to be yours. Look how well you fit inside me?”

Jaune groaned as she bounced up and down his length, rising higher and higher each time. Soon there was nothing slow or controlled about it, Fiona moaning loudly as she rode his pole. Her ass slapped against his thighs every time his cock bottomed out, her lips spread wide around his girth. She kept slamming him against her womb, almost like she was trying to get him inside.

“See how good t-this is?” she cried out, grabbing her own hips as she drove down on him again and again. “Oh~! Auhn~! Yeah~! Oh, baby, I love it deep~! Spank my ass, Jaune~! Spank it hard.”

His palm cracked against the side of her butt, her pussy tightening at the impact. Her sharp, shrill cry was music to his ears.

“Again,” she demanded, riding him harder. Her voice was getting higher, her insides twisting in anticipation. She was close. “Again, Jaune! Spank me again.”

This time when he spanked her ass, he gripped it tightly. Fiona sobbed, calling for more. Soon her flesh was red raw and hot under his palm, her ass rippling every time he slapped it. Her cunt clenched and contracted every time, so wonderfully tight around his member.

“Oh, I’m cumming,” she suddenly screamed, his hand spanking her one last time. Her insides pulsed rapidly, furiously milking his cock as she impaled him as deep as he could go. He was close to finishing also, yet he had fallen just short of the prize.

Her orgasm was long and powerful, her body shaking as she mewled tiredly. When it was over, she fell forward onto his chest, sweaty and spent. His dick pounded angrily.

“Oh,” she whispered, sitting up suddenly. “You haven’t cum yet, have you?”

Before he could answer, she slipped up and off him, his erection slapping into his stomach with a wet smack. It was covered in her mucus and his earlier ejaculation, white and creamy. Before he could react, her mouth was on him, tongue lashing and cleaning his length.

“Shit, Fiona,” Jaune groaned, cock pounding at the erotic sight. When she sealed her lips around the crown, he felt his balls jump. “Oh, just like that – I’m close.”

Her hands twisted and pumped his shaft as she gave the head a sturdy suck. Pre-cum oozed over her tongue, their combined musk heavy upon her taste buds. Fiona thought that it would turn her off, yet it only made her want more. She bobbed up and down aggressively, groaning as she felt his dick twitch powerfully.

“That’s it,” Jaune gripped her hair. “That’s it, fuck, I’m cumming. Shit, I’m cumming.”

She almost choked as a long stream of semen blasted down her throat, causing her to retreat. Keeping her lips pursed around the tip, she furiously stroked his bulging shaft as it flexed and swelled, spitting several more shots into her mouth. She was forced to swallow, coughing wetly as she pulled away. A few dribbles escaped the slit, her hand still moving to siphon out the very last drops.

Seeing his cock leak made her uterus thump in excitement, already heavy with his sperm. Sex had never felt this great before. She was becoming addicted.

“Wow,” she said, leaning forward to slurp up the remaining discharge. His hips tensed as she suckled the end of his now all too sensitive prick. “You cum so much even though it was the second time.”

“Of course,” he replied with a smile. “Who wouldn’t with a girl as cute and sexy as you?”

Giggling, she crawled up his body and buried her face against his neck. Wrapping his arms around her sweaty body, they lay there for some time, thinking about nothing. It was nice being able to relax and bask in the afterglow. The sex had been mind blowing. That was all that they cared about.

Eventually, Fiona sat up.

“I need to pee,” she said with an embarrassed laugh.

Jaune watched with an appreciative look as she stood up and hurried across the room, her ass jiggling wonderfully. Her right butt cheek was red hot from his punishing spanks, yet Fiona didn’t seem to notice at all. If it hurt, she didn’t show it.

While she relieved herself in the bathroom, Jaune got up and moved into the kitchen. Feeling thirsty, he filled up a glass of water and chugged it back, followed by a second. He hadn’t realized just how dry his mouth and throat felt.

His scroll picked that moment to start ringing. Digging through his clothes, he retrieved the device and almost answered before remembering he was butt naked. He could answer without the video function but considering the situation, he didn’t want to alarm his friends. They’d want to see him to make sure he was okay. Making sure to angle the camera so it captured only his face, he pulled it open. Blake’s face appeared.

“Hey,” he greeted. Judging by her neutral expression, it wasn’t anything particularly urgent. That was a relief. “Everything go well?”

“Hey yourself,” she said, eyebrow arching. “Things went a lot more smoothly than we expected. It seems like you were able to get through to Robyn Hill. She is willing to cooperate with Ironwood on some joint ventures, so long as Ironwood supplies more aid for the people of Mantle.”

“That sounds great,” he exclaimed. Getting those two in a room together was hard enough but getting them to agree to anything was the true test. Jaune was glad that things had worked out as well as they had.

“It is. The biggest point of contention was the hole in Mantle’s wall – Ironwood has tentatively agreed to reducing the number of materials being diverted away from the project, acknowledging the immediate threat it posed to the kingdom. Of course, Robyn Hill wanted to know why things were being pulled away in the first place but...”

“Right.”

“Anyway, enough about that,” Blake peered at the screen with a peculiar expression. “Were you sleeping? Your hair is all messy.”

He did his best not to react in any perceivable way.

“Uh, yeah – we had something to eat then I’ve just been resting ever since.”

Amber eyes drilled a hole in his face.

“So they’ve been treating you alright?” she asked. “You haven’t been mistreated?”

Jaune laughed. “Blake, c’mon.  They weren’t ever going to hurt me, you know that; even if Ironwood and Hill couldn’t get along. They were just worried that the Atlas military would try lock them up or something.”

“Yes, well – I’m still cross with you, you know,” Blake glared at him. “You’re just lucky everything worked out for the best. Ruby is really going to give it to you when she sees you.”

“Jaune?” Fiona exited the bathroom, looking at him curiously. “Who are you talking to?”

Jaune glanced her way, admired the subtle curves of her little tits and then focused on Blake. “Just one of my friends. She said the meeting went well.”

Fiona’s scroll began blaring some generic pop song that sent her skittering over to her clothes. Jaune spied her abused pussy between her legs as she bent to search through her clothing. His spent cock twitched at the sight.

“Who was that?” Blake asked.

“Her name is Fiona – she is a faunus. A sheep faunus, I think.”

“Oh,” Blake paused. “You two sound friendly.”

For some reason, Jaune got the impression that Blake was unimpressed.

“Well, yeah. She has been a good host. She cooked me dinner and we even had some drinks.”

“Before resting,” Blake deadpanned.

“Uh, yeah – before resting.”

Definitely unimpressed, judging by her sour expression. “It seems like we were worried for nothing. Thank her for us, will you? For taking such good care of you.”

The sarcasm was thick in her tone.

“Right. Um – did they mention when they would be letting me go?”

Blake looked like she wanted to make some sort of quip but stopped herself at the last second, instead letting out a long sigh. “Robyn Hill should be letting them know now to release you. They’ve just left the embassy.”

That was probably what the call to Fiona was about.

“See you soon, then?” he said.

“Meet us at the airship terminal,” Blake replied. “We’ll be waiting.”

When the call ended, Jaune glanced over at Fiona who was talking quiet into her scroll. She was nodding along to whatever was being said, looking happy. When she hung up, she beamed at him.

“You seem happy,” he commented, smiling. Her joy was infectious.

“Things went really well, of course I’m happy,” she said, bouncing up and down. It did very interesting things to her body. “We’ll be working with you closely in the future. I’m looking forward to it.”

“So does this mean you’re letting me go?” he teased. “I was enjoying being a captive. You were very thorough at your job.”

Fiona flushed cutely.

“Robyn said you can go now,” she admitted, holding out her hand. Crocea Mors appeared in a flash of light, falling out of her palm and landing on the couch with a muffled thump. “That is, if you want…?”

One of her hands trailed down her trim tummy and played with her sticky pussy. Jaune swallowed.

“My friends are waiting for me,” he said regretfully. “Though I probably do need a shower.”

The invitation was clear. Fiona slipped her small hand into his own and led him into the bathroom.