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Jaune was starting to wonder if his life was even real.

Rose petals cascaded around him in a dazzling curtain as he turned with controlled steps, breathing calm and shield held steady in front of his torso as he surveyed the area. Keeping his sword tucked close to his body, he waited with baited breath for the flurry of attacks that were sure to occur. Like clockwork, Crescent Rose appeared in a flash of steel, the curved blade arcing at his head. Steel screamed as scythe met shield, a shower of sparks flying as Ruby appeared within a vortex of red, silver eyes gleaming with excitement. She moved like the wind, her weapon twirling effortlessly as she pressed the attack, Jaune driven back by her relentless assault. She left no room for any counter-attack, forcing him to block and divert as many of her strikes as he could.

He was simply outclassed.

There was no doubt in his mind that he had improved tremendously over the course of his tenure at Beacon. His skill with sword and shield had increased by leaps and bounds under the tutelage of his partner, Pyrrha. But his friends were no ordinary huntresses and huntsmen-in-training. They were the cream of the crop, the best of the best – and it would take years for him to truly catch up and match them in skill. The fact that he was able to hold out against Ruby this long was a testament to his growth, but...

The fight was lost.

At least, it should have been. In truth, he should have lost far earlier. His aura was still in the green but she’d had many an opportunity to finish him by immobilizing him or via ring out. It was well within her scope of ability.

But she hadn’t.

No, she’d rather torment him instead.

Jaune grunted as she penetrated his guard, hooking her scythe over the top of his shield and pulling open his defenses. Stumbling, he could do little as she darted in and tucked against his front, pressing her ass directly atop his pelvis and giving a very exaggerated grind.

His already hard cock throbbed, making the fight much more difficult than it had to be.

Then she was gone in a flutter, spinning away while he slashed at her ineffectively. He wanted to follow, to chase her down and gain some initiative, but...

It was really awkward to chase after someone when you had a raging erection!

Thankfully, no one else had noticed what was going on. Even Professor Goodwitch seemed completely oblivious because surely if she knew what Ruby was doing, she would have called the match to a halt. She was a very no nonsense individual and Jaune didn’t believe for a second that she would allow this type of behavior to fly in her class. No – the only reason this was continuing was because she had no idea what Ruby was truly up to.

On the one hand, he was glad that no one noticed his embarrassing predicament. On the other hand? Well, it meant that he was the only one that could stop her. The problem was that he couldn’t! She was too fast, too skilled and she was whittling away at his ability to think.

Ruby had turned into a little devil.

Why was she doing this? What had triggered such a change in his little friend? A couple of weeks ago, he would never have believed her capable of such actions. She was so innocent and pure, a cute little rose bud and his best friend. Now? She lived in his head, rent free, every second of the day, her petite, young body a weapon upon his psyche.

He had never been so hard, so often, in such a short period of time in his life. Even going through puberty had never been this bad!

Was it any wonder? Ruby was pretty – very, very pretty. Sure, maybe she wasn’t a bombshell like her older sister or held the exotic looks of Blake. And yeah, there weren’t many people alive that could hold a candle to Weiss Schnee and her gorgeous, ever-distant beauty but that didn’t mean Ruby wasn’t an incredibly attractive, pretty young woman. She was.

And it was the bane of his existence!

Resetting his stance, he watched with narrow eyes as she circled him like some type of predator, each step light as a feather. Her mouth twitched into a sly smile, a giggle escaping her throat when their eyes met. She then pointedly looked lower, straight at his crotch and against his will, his cock flexed and strained against his thigh, thumping proudly.

Then she exploded into motion, slamming into his shield with the force of a train. Jaune grimaced as he pressed back with everything he had, throwing her off. Attempting to strike at her, Jaune felt his stomach drop when Crocea Mors was batted aside and she slipped in close once again.

He couldn’t let it happen again!

Throwing caution to the wind, he let go of his sword and grabbed her, enveloping her smaller body with his own. Winding his arms around her, he squeezed as hard as he could, trapping her in his hold. Ruby squeaked, startled at the change in strategy, flailing as hard as she could. She may have been faster than he was and more skilled, but if there was one thing he was greater than her at, it was strength. He was bigger than her, taller, and held all the leverage.

She was now at his mercy.

“Gotcha!” he panted as she squirmed and struggled like an ornery cat. Crescent Rose dropped to the ground as she kicked furiously but he simply rose to his full height, lifting her completely off the ground. She weighed almost nothing, tiny and soft and warm—stop, he chided himself angrily.

“No, no, no,” she moaned, twisting and turning. With all her struggling, she was rubbing against him even harder, his throbbing cock trapped between them. Even her combat skirt couldn’t hide how soft and shapely her bubble butt was. “D-Don’t mess me up~! I’ll be a good girl.”

“Ruby, shut up!” he hissed urgently, trying not to groan every time her plump, wonderful ass grinded on him. “Someone might hear you!”

“I-I’m not ready,” she continued. “P-Please stop~!”

Jaune was suddenly all too aware of the dozens of eyes watching them.

“Ruby!” he snapped again.

She suddenly stopped struggling, becoming completely limp. Blinking, he tightened his hold even more on reflex.

“Please be gentle,” she whispered.

Her voice, low and sweet, sent a tingle straight to his balls. Then they were a blur of motion as her semblance activated, his stomach lodged in his throat. One moment they were in the center of the arena and then the next, he was hurtling off the stage. Jaune grunted as he slammed into the wall and slid to the floor, ears ringing as he threatened to throw up. Professor Goodwitch called something but he couldn’t understand what she said, dazed at having been propelled into solid stone at high velocity.

It took several long moments before he regained his bearings.

“Mr. Arc?” a voice called and when he looked up, he noticed Professor Goodwitch standing over him. “Can you hear me, Mr. Arc?”

She was upside down – no, correction; he was upside down.

“Er – yeah, I can hear you, um – sorry,” he muttered, falling to the side. Shaking his head, he slowly made his way back to his feet, feeling a little off kilter. He had to keep a hand on the wall to stop himself from falling back down.

“The match is over,” she said loudly, for the benefit of the class. “Ruby Rose is the winner.”

As if there was ever any doubt.

“Mr. Arc,” she continued, adjusting her glasses as she peered at him seriously. “Your footwork has improved but you still struggle to deal with much faster opponents. I know that it may seem smart to let them come to you but sometimes you need to seize the initiative and not allow them to set the tempo.”

“Yes, Professor,” he replied, grimacing.

“However – allowing Ms. Rose to get close so you could grab her to render her speed useless was an inspired move. It showed that you are capable of thought, even under pressure, which is an important tool in a fight. I am impressed. Your mistake was thinking that she had no way to escape.”

“Right.”

“Overall – very well done,” and to his surprise, she graced him with a smile. “Continue this improvement.”

“I will, Professor.”

She then turned away and faced Ruby, who had spent this time celebrating by waving and cheering to their audience.

“As for you, Ms. Rose,” Goodwitch thundered and the younger girl came to an immediate halt. “You had ample opportunities to end the fight but you did not take them. I’m not sure if you simply missed these openings or you were underestimating your opponent, but it gave Mr. Arc time to formulate a strategy against your formidable semblance.”

Ruby wilted beneath the stern words of their teacher, much like the flower her name represented.

“You must be decisive in a fight – the longer it goes, the higher the chances are that your enemy can turn the tables on you. If Mr. Arc had been more aware that your semblance could also take another person with you, he may have taken further action while you were within his hold. Remember that.”

“Yes, Professor,” Ruby mumbled.

Ruby had undoubtedly been the better combatant and yet the criticisms leveled at her were much harsher.

“Very well – that will be the last bout for today,” Goodwitch addressed the class at large. “Enjoy your weekend. On Monday, we will be holding special classes with the second, third and fourth years. Be prepared.”

There were equal amounts of groans and cheers.

“Dismissed!”

As their classmates rose and began leaving the amphitheater, Jaune climbed back onto the stage to fetch his sword. Ruby perked up as he approached, giving him a once over. While it might have hurt and he was still feeling a bit dizzy, being hurled into a wall had fixed his erection problem. His blood had found better things to do than make him uncomfortable.

“Another win for me~!” she teased with a cute smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, unimpressed.

He knew that it was expected but he had never scored a win against Ruby in all of their fights. He hadn’t won against any of his friends, in truth. While it was understandable and logical, that didn’t mean it wasn’t galling. No one liked being reminded that they were the least capable. No guy liked being tossed around by a girl two years younger and half their size.

He had his pride, damn it!

Ruby giggled. “I see that it has gone down.”

Jaune paused, kneeling over his sword. “Ruby...”

“Whaaat?”

Jaune sighed, grabbing his sword and standing. Collapsing his shield, he sheathed his sword and placed it back on his belt.

“It’s really uncomfortable, you know?”

“I bet – I even took a picture. See?”

Jaune gawked as she thrust her scroll beneath his nose, the screen showing a frontal shot of him during their fight. While it mostly looked normal, Jaune could make out the very obvious bulge creeping down one of his legs.

“Ruby! What the hell?” he demanded.

How had she even taken that shot?

“My semblance makes me really fast – duh,” she said, reading his mind. “It’s a great shot, right?”

“What are you going to do with that?” he asked with a feeling of dread. “Ruby, you can’t – you can’t show people.”

She rolled her eyes. “I-I’m not going to show anyone! Jeez, who do you think I am?”

“Lately? I really have no idea.”

“You guys coming or what?” Nora yelled from the doorway, drawing their attention.

“Yeah~!” Ruby shouted back before asking him, “A-Are you free tonight?”

Jaune blinked, surprised at her sudden turn. She did her best to hide it but she looked nervous, biting her lip as one of her feet scuffed at the ground.

“Yes?” he replied slowly, on guard. “I mean – yeah, I don’t have any plans. Why?”

“Um – I was wondering if you’d like to, you know – come over and we could watch some movies or play games or something,” she looked at him before her eyes darted away awkwardly. “Y-You know, just us? Um – Yang, Blake and Weiss are going down to Vale but I didn’t really feel like going. She just wants to take them to a bar or whatever, urgh, lame – so, like, um – yeah, what do you think?”

He opened his mouth and then closed it again.

Was this another one of her games? Was she just going to tease him again? He wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Getting blue balled several times in a matter of weeks wasn’t fun and he’d had no time alone to take care of business. Saying that he was pent up was an understatement. He was liable to do something drastic if this continued.

A guy could only take so much.

The problem was, did Ruby even understand what the hell she was doing?

Half the time, she seemed confident and self-assured. As if Yang had taken over her body and was taking it for a test drive. The other half? She was her usual dorky, awkward self – saying things unconvincingly, tripping over her words and actions, clearly unsure.

It didn’t make a lot of sense.

But one look at her expectant eyes and he crumbled.

“Yeah, sure – that sounds like fun.”

She perked up. “Great! Uh, come by later? Wait, I’ll message you!”

“Yeah,” he said as she dashed away. “What am I getting myself into?”

The hours passed by slowly. Jaune spent the afternoon and early evening training with Pyrrha before they all gathered for dinner. Yang extended an invitation to their team to join them down in Vale but Jaune declined the offer, conscious of Ruby’s silver-eyed stare. Much to his surprise, Pyrrha agreed to go. It wasn’t a secret that Pyrrha disliked crowds. Not because she didn’t like people or was anxious, but because it increased the chance that she would be noticed for who she was.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Pyrrha asked later that evening as she got ready.

“Nah – I promised that I would hang out with Ruby,” he admitted.

Pyrrha looked good. She had chosen to braid her hair and Jaune thought it looked rather fetching.

“Have fun,” he said, when she was ready to leave.

“Yeah, and if anyone gives you trouble, call us,” Nora added, looking at Pyrrha as if she were a loving mother watching her daughter leave the nest. “We’ll be there in a jiffy to smash heads.”

“I think I’ll be okay,” Pyrrha said with a giggle. “See you guys later.”

She’d been gone barely twenty minutes when Jaune felt his scroll vibrate in his pocket. A sudden bout of nerves assaulted him but he shook it off, checking the message. It was short and straight to the point, inviting him over to Team RWBY’s room.

“Ruby?” Ren questioned as Jaune stood from his bed.

“Yeah – later, guys.”

The walk across the hall was unusually tense and he paused, hand raised in preparation to knock. Taking a moment to stare at the wooden grain of the door, he shook his head. He was being ridiculous. It was just Ruby! Sure, she was acting a little odd lately but he didn’t have to be scared of her!

Taking a deep breath, he knocked firmly.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Ruby was a ball of directionless energy, threatening to pace a hole in the floor. When he knocked, she froze in sudden fright, throat closing up. After a few seconds of silence, she took a deep breath to steady herself and went to answer.

This was the moment – her moment. She was going to make him look at her that way he did in History class. She wanted to feel that way again; like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. That she was everything he ever wanted. Jaune wouldn’t think of Yang’s stupid boobs again, or Blake’s dumb butt or Weiss’ pretty face.

Just her.

Ruby pulled open the door a little roughly, blinking up at him rapidly.

“Hi~!” she chirped. “Come in.”

Jaune hesitated briefly before entering, looking around like a caged animal. Ruby giggled and closed the door, swiftly locking it so he couldn’t escape. He noticed immediately.

“Ruby?”

It was time.

“Y-You can’t escape,” she said, giving him her best stern look. “You belong to me now.”

Jaune stared at her.

“What?”

“I said you belong to me,” she tried again, trying to remember the lines she had practiced in front of the mirror. “And since you belong to me, I get to do with you what I want!”

Ruby placed her hands on her hips, looking extraordinarily proud of herself.

“Um – what are you talking about?” Jaune asked, clearly confused.

He wasn’t submitting!

“I see, so you’ve still got some fight left in you,” she continued, as if she expected this all along. “What if I do this?”

Before she could second guess herself, she reached down to her combat skirt and hooked her thumbs under the waistline. A simple shimmy of the hips and it fell away, pooling around her feet in a rustle of fabric. Blue eyes widened in shock.

“W-Will you yield?” she asked.

Jaune stared at her tiny panties. They were a simple white cotton patterned with tiny red love hearts, looking so pure and innocent. They hugged her crotch tightly, leaving very little to the imagination. He could see the outline of her plump labia, as well as the tight slit down the middle; the perfect little camel toe. Her thighs were thick and lightly muscled from her training, yet still slender enough to afford her an alluring thigh gap.

His cock twitched.

Ruby preened as he devoured her with his eyes, that familiar look crossing his face. It wasn’t at the level she desired yet but this was only the beginning. But she knew she had to be careful. She had to remain in control. She was in charge, not him.

“You want to put that thing of yours here, don’t you?” she mocked. “Well – you can’t! Not until I say so!”

Ruby shivered as his intense eyes raked up her body and locked with her own.

“N-Now then,” she wavered before strengthening her resolve. “Strip!”

For a long moment, Jaune thought he had heard her wrong. When she continued to stare at him expectantly, he realized that he hadn’t heard wrong at all. She really did want him to strip.

“I want to see that thing you keep pointing at me,” she said when he didn’t move to take off his clothes. “It keeps getting hard for me, right? Well? Here I am! Take it out.”

“Ruby,” Jaune said slowly, feeling a little uneasy. “Are you sure?”

This was going far beyond anything so far. While she had touched him and teased him with glimpses of her body, she had never pushed beyond those boundaries. He had seen her bare breasts down her top, had felt her hand on his clothed erection and had seen an imprint of her ass and drenched quim on the seat of a chair. Ruby had enticed him with vulgar words and heated looks, but she had never demanded anything from him – until now.

If he did this – was there any going back?

“Hmph – I see you still need convincing,” she scoffed as if he was being difficult, like he was an unruly child. “Perhaps you need some help?”

Jaune thought help meant she was going to help remove his clothes, but instead she started removing her own. Grabbing the hem of her long sleeved shirt, she peeled it up over her head in one swift movement, freeing her bra-clad breasts. Jaune felt his cock thump, hardening further as her matching bra came into view, cupping her young tits firmly.

And then without waiting, she unhooked her bra and it fell away.

Ruby shivered when Jaune let loose with an involuntary groan, her puffy nipples puckering in the cool air of the bedroom. She watched his eyes dilate as they latched onto her chest, devouring her with a scorching gaze. That familiar thrill passed through her, alongside that wonderful feeling of her insides coiling tight. Biting her lip, she bounced lightly on her toes, her young, budding breasts bouncing along with her.

He had never seen a more wonderful sight. Ruby wasn’t large by any means but he wouldn’t call her flat. Far from it, her chest was youthful and plump despite the smallness of her breasts, perky in a way that defied gravity. Her tits had a slight upturn, her puffy nipples pointing up, with only the merest amount of sag. They were small but full; heavy. Like two beautiful teardrops capped with quarter-sized areola, an innocent, cute pink.

“There it is,” Ruby giggled, immediately catching the reaction her body caused in him. “Look at that – it just keeps growing. W-When is it going to stop?”

There was a moment where Jaune knew he could put a stop to this. All he had to do was turn around and leave, tell her no. She couldn’t tease him like this; he would get the wrong idea if she did. It was already bad enough, the other things she had been doing to him but now – he could see her, almost all of her. Only the thin, barely there protection of her panties remained...

He was at his limit. Weeks of being blue balled, of being taunted with a beautiful young woman’s body – there was only so much he could take. So when she demanded he strip again, her voice full of adorable authority – he complied.

Ruby felt her breath catch as he unlatched his belt, pulling it through the loops and discarding it on the floor. Next he kicked off his shoes and socks, leaving him barefoot. He had already changed out of his combat attire so there was no armor to remove, nor even a hoodie. He was left in a pair of jeans and a simple black shirt.

When he pulled the shirt up over his head, Ruby felt her heart stop.

Oh my god, she thought blankly.

Well built muscles flexed as he tossed the shirt aside. Firm pectorals stretched long and proud, his rugged abdominals tensing as she devoured him in return. His arms were well defined and vascular, biceps and forearms rippling as he began unbuttoning his jeans. A small trail of fair blond hair peaked out from underneath the waist of his pants to his bellybutton, a tease of more to come.

When his jeans fell away, his underwear went with them.

I’ve made a mistake, she thought immediately.

She had touched it with her body and hand, and had felt it press against her. She had seen it grow against his leg, many times now, confined by his trousers. Ruby had known he was big.

That still didn’t prepare her for seeing it free and unencumbered, jutting out at her aggressively as it bobbed between them. It wasn’t the first penis she had seen; health class had taken care of that, and if not that, then those manga had at least prepared her a little with their drawings.

She was completely out of her league.

The analytical part of her brain, the one that could tell at a glance how long a blade was or the diameter of a polearm’s shaft, or what caliber round a gun fired based off briefly glimpsing their bullet casings whispered to her that his cock was at least ten inches, maybe a little more. It was also thick, much thicker than any estimates she may have made from blindly touching it through his pants. The head was even thicker – the glans, she thought weakly, the name from those doujin – wider than his shaft, with a thick ridge separating the two.

This was bad. This was really, really bad!

Ruby felt lightheaded.

The glans was flushed a bright red, bordering on purple – the very tip wet and leaking pre-cum. It was lightly curved upwards, and that one fact made it strangely more intimidating.

“This is what you wanted,” Jaune said. His voice sounded deeper, rough in a way that sent a bolt of liquid fire down into her crotch. “This is what you’ve been doing to me.”

“I-It looks painful,” she said, for lack of anything better to say. “Haha – what a dumb thing...”

That was the best she had. Her brain was officially on vacation. She needed to regain control, quickly! She was in charge – not this stupid penis!

“C-Come here,” she ordered, pointing at a spot near Weiss’ bed.

His dick swayed as he moved, side-to-side like a dangerous weapon. Ruby couldn’t stop staring at it, and when he reached the spot she had pointed at, she dropped down to her knees in front of him without warning.

Jaune felt his balls tighten at the sight, those wide silver eyes staring up at him in wonder. His cock cast a shadow across her face from jaw to hairline and it was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed.

“I-If you do anything, t-then everything stops, okay?” she said, her breath coming out in excited pants. Her hands trembled as she squeezed her thighs together, feeling that wetness gather hot and heavy in her loins. “I’m in charge,” she made sure to say out loud. If she vocalized it, it became real, right?

Jaune nodded.

“R-Right,” she said.

Then she touched it.

The skin was surprisingly soft and smooth, her fingers gliding down the shaft to encircle the base. Bulging veins stood out along the length of it, like a web of creeping vines. Despite the softness of the skin, it was extraordinarily hard underneath. Her hands looked positively small against it and she felt another shivering bolt of fire pool messily in her crotch.

The girls in those manga had used their mouths, hadn’t they? They had used their tongues and lips to tease and drive those men wild. Ruby knew that if she touched his penis with her mouth, he would look at her like she wished. But the question was; could she?

It was so big.

Holding it steady, she leaned forward until the tip of her nose almost brushed against it. A deep scent greeted her, heavy with a strong musk that made her heart shudder. Blood pounding in her ears, she leaned further in.

Then she chickened out, leaning back as her breath came out in shaky gasps. It continued to point at her, leaking from the tip, waiting for her to make a move. Glancing up, she met Jaune’s eyes as he stared at her with a heated look. She couldn’t back out now!

Changing tactics, she approached with her tongue out, opening her mouth wide as she extended it beneath the head of his cock. Jaune hummed as her hot breath gusted across his member and it jumped in excitement, flexing without warning, almost standing straight up in its eagerness. Ruby squeaked and retreated, a look of alarm crossing her features.

“What was that?”

It had moved! It had moved on its own!

She didn’t know it could do that!

“Um – when you breathed on it, it tickled,” Jaune replied. “Sorry.”

She couldn’t do it!

Ruby quickly scrambled to her feet.

“Ruby?”

“Sit!” she said, looking around. Hurrying over to their only desk, Ruby pulled out the chair and dragged it across the room, sitting it in front of Weiss’ bed. She slapped the seat, causing her breasts to jiggle. “Sit!”

Jaune followed her command, sitting down. In this position, his cock stood straight up against his belly like a spike. If possible, it had taken on an even more intimidating appearance. She needed to do something to regain momentum and she knew just the thing! Taking a steadying breath, she rushed across the room again and began digging through some drawers.

She found what she was looking for quickly.

“Put these on,” she said, almost throwing them at him.

Jaune blinked as an eye mask and a pair of fluffy white earmuffs bounced off his chest and into his lap. Picking up the earmuffs, he turned them over in his hands.

“Where did you get these?” he asked incredulously.

Had she bought them for something like this? That was a little much. What exactly had she been planning all this time?

“Those belong to Weiss,” Ruby said, alleviating his concerns. “Yang snores a lot and keeps her up at night if she doesn’t wear them. The mask is Blake’s – now put them on!”

Losing his sense of sight and hearing was a daunting prospect, especially when Ruby was more unpredictable than ever. There was no telling what she could do while he was effectively blind and deaf.

Spotting the hesitation on his face, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. “You want to see this first, right? I guess I can show you.”

Her voice was steadier than she felt.

Ruby grimaced as the soaked material of her panties peeled off her vulva lewdly, tugging her flesh as she freed her humid crotch. Compared to that day in the bathroom, this pair was absolutely drenched, sodden with her juices.

Jaune exhaled sharply as her young pussy was revealed to his eyes for the first time. Her mons was bare of any hair, completely smooth and flushed red with arousal. Her plump labia were tight, creating a cute slit that peeled open slightly to show off the pristine salmon pink of her inner petals. The hood of her clit was mostly hidden, tucked away – but he could make out the unfurling inner-labia, shiny with her excitement. It was like a wet, moist flower blooming before his very eyes.

If possible, his cock hardened even further at the sight.

Ruby saw his cock throb visibly and bit her lip, her tummy quaking. Now that her panties were no longer in the way, her sticky essence slowly oozed down her inner thighs in a trail of heat.

“Put those on,” she ordered breathlessly. “And n-no touching – you can’t touch unless – unless...” she tried to think of something, anything. “You can’t do anything unless I p-put it inside here,” she tapped her mons, lightly stroking the soft skin. There was that look – that look she had been hunting for! Jaune’s blue eyes were almost entirely black, watching the way her finger tips stroked her lower belly. “Okay? Y-You can’t do anything unless I put it in. T-Then we can creampie?”

Jaune nodded, too taken by desire to laugh at her last comment.

“If it goes in, you can treat me like one of those pocket kitties,” she continued when he didn’t say anything, thinking she had to push further. “A-And even if I say something, I don’t mean it, you can do what you want! Like – uh, in The Magician with the Girl Slaying Cock. That’s one of your favorites, right? Just like that! I can be a creampie, breeding cow, cum sack,” she finished, not really knowing just what she was saying.

That one had been an entire series several volumes long and he had all of them bookmarked!

He slipped on the eye mask first, robbing his sight of the wonderful vision that was Ruby Rose’s nude, slightly unripe body. Then he pulled the earmuffs over his head, killing all sound apart from his breathing and the rapid pounding of his heart, blood roaring in his ears. Grabbing the sides of the chair to keep his hands occupied and mindful of her rule, he waited.

Now that he couldn’t see or hear her, Ruby’s confidence returned little by little. Stroking lower with her hand, she moaned when her questing fingers lightly rubbed her hooded clit. The spark of pleasure fired up her spine and she shuddered, leaking more profusely. Cupping a hand over her weeping hole, she stroked the full length of it, her hand coming away wet.

Her crotch felt different from the few other times she had touched herself. Puffier, more sensitive – hotter. Her inner labia stuck to her fingers as she rubbed them curiously, squirming. Even such a simple touch had her skin tingling all over. Those awkward touches had never felt as good as this.

Jaune was waiting.

She touched his broad shoulders and she couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped her lips when he jumped. Rubbing his skin, she marveled at how strong he felt. Solid and firm, she rubbed down his arms and chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. Carefully, she climbed into his lap, wrapping one arm around the back of his neck to keep balance. He was hot all over, burning up under his skin and she had a mad desire to press against him and absorb that heat, take it into herself – so she did.

Ruby mewled as her breasts pressed into his chest, squashed between them. Her belly followed, aligning flush with his stomach – and trapping his turgid, angry cock between them. If his body was hot, his member was blazing. Feeling it against her belly without a shred of anything between them made her tremble.

Jaune groaned as her small body settled into him, his straining cock trapped by her soft weight. He could feel the heat of her core near the base, pressing against the underside and drooling liquid heat over his balls. They throbbed at the sensation, his entire body hyperaware without the use of his eyes and ears. He wanted to buck up against her, to grind the underside of his cock against her clit but he remembered her rule.

He couldn’t do anything unless she put him inside her.

She would let him take her, right? She wouldn’t just tease him and leave him wanting – not even Ruby could be that cruel, could she?

That was exactly what she was planning to do.

Ruby squeaked as his cock tensed and flexed between them, spilling messily on her belly. Pulling away slightly, she looked down the length of her body. Seeing his cock between them, pointing straight up at her and leaking on her skin made her inner walls contract tightly, ripping a small whimper from her throat.

She wanted to feel more of it.

Tilting her pelvis, she rose up slightly and pressed her crotch directly to his dick. Her plump, swollen labia spread either side of his length, embracing his flesh in a wet hug. Stupidly, she thought it looked like a hotdog, his sausage trapped between her spread bun.

It felt really, really good!

Rolling her waist, she hissed as her clit rubbed against him. Lightning sparked through her body and she jerked against him, rougher, grinding her wet pussy messily along his length. Pleasure rippled through her tummy, her insides melting as she rubbed on him again and again. It wasn’t long until she was humping against him without restraint, face tilting up in bliss as her little tits shook.

Feeling her wet, hot quim stroke up and down his shaft nearly destroyed any self-restraint he had left. All the teasing and erections, all the missed opportunities to masturbate and relieve the pressure – it hit him now, the base of his cock tightening, a small knot of pleasure forming deep inside his shaft. Groaning, he let his head fall back as she continued to rock on him, the movements of her hips becoming sharper, harder.

Ruby had never felt anything like this before, panting aggressively as she clutched at his body desperately. She was on fire, everywhere, though no more than between her legs. Cute little sounds escaped her as she rutted against his cock, eyes rolling – but only she could hear them. There was something building in her stomach, something big. Whatever it was, every movement brought her closer and a bolt of fear accompanied the pleasure.

She needed to stop.

It was becoming too much.

She was losing control.

But her body didn’t listen. Her strokes became longer, gliding up and down the entire length of his impressive cock. Her clit caught on the ridge of his glans, the pleasure overwhelming. Moaning unabashedly, her next upstroke went further. When she came back down, her opening aligned perfectly with his crown.

Ruby froze as it threatened to split her open.

He didn’t enter her, pressing at her tight hole and stretching it slightly, but she stopped just in time. Shuddering, she squirmed against the tip, seething as it prodded at her. Swirling her hips, she pressed down on it a little harder and grimaced slightly as a pinch of pain bloomed.

This was okay, right? If it was just this?

Jaune held his breath as she teased the opening of her tight, teenage pussy with the very tip of his cock. He felt the flesh part and stretch, but just when he thought she was going to put him in, she retreated, only to repeat the process all over again. The pleasure was almost too much, concentrated right on the tip, a sharp sensation that bordered on pain. His hips twitched, wishing for nothing more than to surge up.

He was almost there – an inch, no more, no less – and he had free reign to do with her as he wished.

“Oh,” she groaned deeply, wiggling on him. Taking her free hand, she rubbed down her tummy and parted her fingers, creating a V-shape and surrounding where he threatened to take her virginity. Massaging her sensitive labia, she mewled as her hard, throbbing clit touched her palm. “Ah~! Ooouuh – mmm, I-I can’t. I mustn’t,” she whispered to herself.

She pressed against him a little harder.

It was the most exquisite torture. That knot in his shaft tightened further, his balls tensing in pleasurable agony. His fingers gripped the base of the chair so hard that the wood creaked under the strain, threatening to splinter. He was so close – he wanted to cum, so bad that it hurt, but he wanted to cum inside her, as deep as she could take it. He wanted to flood her womb with his seed, fuck her stupid until she couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. She would feel magnificent, he knew – the perfect little pocket pussy, just for him. No one else.

She would belong to him.

Another feeling built up, both familiar and foreign. He had experienced this before, a sudden bout of energy and strength, but he could not immediately place it. All he could recall were red and gold leaves like a halo above his head, and a fist that never reached its mark. Jaune felt lighter, as if he was floating on a cloud.

Something was happening.

It took Ruby a few seconds to notice, so captivated by her pleasure. Silver eyes blinked blearily as Jaune began to glow with a white light, a pure sheen that encompassed his whole body. His aura surged to life before her very eyes – and with it, a feeling of supreme euphoria passed through her, almost like a shot of adrenaline.

Her body tensed in shock, her pleasure skyrocketing – and with it, what little control she had of her body left her. Knees weak, she fell, her mouth falling open in a silent scream of pain and ecstasy as Jaune’s cock pressed through her opening and tore her virginity, her hymen rupturing in one fell swoop.

“Aauh~!” she cried out.

Jaune hissed as wet heat engulfed the head of his dick, tighter than even he had dared dream. He could feel the folds of her inner walls part around him as she sunk down, inch by inch, a third of the way before stopping. She shuddered against him, completely limp – until his hands seized her shapely hips in an iron hold and forced her down brutally.

Ruby choked, the breath driven from her lungs as he forced her down the length of his cock. A throb of pain lanced through her, deep inside as he banged against her deepest place, his glans flush against her cervix. Thrashing, Ruby sobbed as he grinded against that spot, trying to go deeper but he couldn’t. There was no more room and he just had too much length to give.

Jaune swore as he felt the firm, springy cap of her uterus against his tip.

“Hnnngg,” Ruby attempted to speak. Tears gathered in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, face slack with pleasure. Stroking her lithe body, Jaune felt a surge of lust drive through him when he felt her trim stomach. A long, thick bulge stood out from her packed cunt to just under her bellybutton, obvious against his questing hands. Shifting her weight up, he felt the bulge retreat only to reappear when he attempted to hilt himself inside her once more.

Her face twisted in rapture.

“Fuck,” he moaned, the feeling of his dick bulging her stomach almost making him cum then and there. He was almost entirely sheathed within her – an inch or two remained, and he wanted to fit his entire cock inside her before he blew his load, to have her completely wrapped around him.

He made it his mission.

“J-Jaune,” she tried, jerking as he mashed against her cervix once more. Ruby saw stars, body twitching as he lifted her and brought her down again, and again, and again, each brutal thrust driving the air from her lungs. He was splitting her apart, touching her so deep – he was going to break her. She was breaking.

“Jaaaune, I-I can’t,” she squealed even though he couldn’t hear her, even though she told him not to listen to her, her walls writhing around his cock. More tears poured down her cheeks, snot leaking from her nose. Her face was a complete mess, skin flushed bright red. “You’re g-going to breeeaak meeee~!”

“Fuck, Ruby,” Jaune planted his feet firmly and began lifting his hips, driving up into her hot, slick body as he pumped her up and down his shaft like she was nothing more than a toy. She was so tight that her walls tugged outwards on every backstroke, unwilling to let him go. “Fuck, baby – god, you feel so fucking good. This pussy belongs to me. It’s perfect – my perfect little pocket pussy. I’m going to pack you full of my cum, again and again. Would you like that?”

The monster had been unleashed.

“Uuuhng,” she grunted, choking on her spit. His words passed through her, settling in her brain, barely comprehensible. All her mind could understand was the steel hard cock driving into her. The pain of having her pussy ravaged for the first time had edged her away from the cliff that was her very first climax, that unknowable high that she had never experienced before, but now she could feel that ball threatening to explode in her belly once again, building even higher than before. “Mmmmhnngg~!”

Their flesh slapped together loudly as she wailed, her cries bouncing off the walls. Her sticky discharge stretched between their crotches, a mess of arousal. If anyone was out in the hallway, there was little doubt about what was happening right now in this room. The whole school would know in short order that Ruby Rose was getting her brains fucked into mush.

“Fuck yeah,” Jaune huffed, building up a sweat as he fucked up into her with increasing speed. He was moving faster than he even thought possible, his shaft drenched in her fluids. A familiar sensation filled him, one he had only felt once before but it was unmistakable; when Ruby had engulfed him in her semblance. His hips blurred, empowered by that feeling, moving at impossible speeds. She screamed.

She couldn’t breathe, the thrust of his hips robbing her of air. She flopped around, body completely useless, her eyes witnessing his hips blurring impossibly fast. His pelvis snapped against her so quickly, so often that the flesh of her hips, her thighs, her ass rippled wildly, her little breasts bouncing out of control. Each wet, fleshy clap blended together so it almost sounded as if it was one drawn out slap, growing in intensity. That thick bulge cleaved her flat stomach, deformed as it grew and shrank, grew and shrank, her body at the mercy of his punishing pelvic thrusts.

Every time he slammed home against her womb, he wanted to let go and nut but he held back. Just a little more, he thought wildly. “You want to have my baby, Ruby? Does this slutty little pussy want to get pregnant? Yeah, you do, don’t you? This body was made just to get fucked by me.”

“Nooo,” she whined, her voice cracking with emotion. “I-I can’t h-have a baby~~!”

Her walls pulsed and throbbed around his pistoning cock, attempting to milk his cum straight from his balls. Ruby was completely boneless, her strength sapped as she flopped around in his lap. She could do little more than mewl pathetically, impaled lewdly upon the erection she had taunted so frequently, her body warped from the rapid fucking of her snatch. When she tried to reach for his eye mask and ear muffs, she didn’t have the coordination and ended up falling against him in a loose hug, jolting with each thrust.

It was all her fault. She was paying the price for teasing him. That was the one coherent thought that wasn’t shattered beneath his punishing thrusts.

And then it happened, that ball of pleasure rupturing in her gut like a punctured egg yolk. It felt like her insides melted, oozing out around his member in a spray. Ruby screamed as her body locked up, her back arching as her pussy clamped down like a vice. A blaze of pleasure engulfed her young body completely. Jaune groaned in ecstasy, his climax imminent as her insides collapsed around him, again and again in pulsing contractions.

“Fweh~?!” Ruby gasped suddenly, his cock sinking even deeper inside. Something deep within gave way, the final barrier opening to him. Jaune felt something tight pass over his glans, a rigid, fleshy ring trapping his cock to the hilt. Buried balls deep, his cock swelled as finally, he was seated directly inside her womb.

He needed to see this.

Reaching up, he tore the mask and earmuffs off. The sight that greeted him was beyond his wildest imagination. The fuck drunk look of bliss on such an innocent face sent him over the edge.

“Yeeeeaaah,” he groaned out as his balls jumped, his steel-hard cock flexed and volley after volley of thick, hot semen gushed into her uterus in heavy, thick streams. It was direct insemination at its finest. “Oooh, Ruby. Ahhh, shiiit – baby, fucking take it. Take it all.”

He rocked up into her in time with his throbbing ejaculation, the tight seal of her cervix unwilling to release its hold. Jaune watched as her belly inflated somewhat as weeks of pent up desire was spilled inside her, packing her full.

When Ruby regained some semblance of awareness, the first thing she noticed was the blistering heat inside her belly. It was strangely comforting, heating her from within. Jerking in the aftershocks of her first ever orgasm, she fell back, limp. Luckily the bed was behind her, catching her fall as she sprawled haphazardly. The new angle did the trick, tugging his engorged glans from her greedy womb. It popped free like a cork, though his thick girth stopped his cum from pouring out any further, trapping it in her tunnel. Jaune hissed as his sensitive crown was pulled free, Ruby sobbing at the sensation of her cervix getting tugged almost inside out.

They remained this way for a moment, attempting to catch their breath – but then Jaune followed after her, pushing her further along the bed as he loomed above her. Ruby stared up at him in surprise, feeling his mammoth length shift around inside her. Shivering, she touched her belly, eyes widening in shock.

She could feel the outline of his cock inside her stomach.

“W-What?” she muttered, looking down. The sight of her usually flat tummy bulged obscenely made her pussy jolt and squeeze, her heart skipping a beat. A ring of red frothed around the thick base; the remnants of her girlhood.

“Ready to go again, huh?” Jaune mused, stroking her sweaty body with reverence. Her skin was glowing, her pale unblemished skin like polished ivory. Unloading inside her had taken some of the pressure off, a release unlike any he had ever experienced before – but he was not done. He still had plenty more to give. Pinching her nipples, she yelped as he tugged on them until they were red and sore, pounding in time to her heart beat. “My pocket pussy wants more, I see.”

“W-Wait,” she said, placing a hand on his chest. She tried to push him back but he was too strong. “W-Wai—Ooouuh~!”

Jaune hadn’t lost a single inch of his erection, still completely rock solid. Gripping her hips, he pulled them up as he kneeled on the bed’s edge. With her weight resting on her upper shoulders and neck, she could do nothing as he pulled out almost the entire way before slamming back home. Her already loosened cervix swallowed him up, his entire length hilted as he pressed his pelvis directly against hers.

“Ahhhh~!” she flailed, eyes rolling as he plundered her deepest place once more. His cum sloshed in her belly, hot and heavy. “Mmmmngh---Jaaaaune~!”

She couldn’t take anymore of this. There was no way. If he kept going, she was going to die! Ruby couldn’t believe she hadn’t already died!

He had fit his entire penis inside her!

How!?

His fingers were bruising on her hips, digging into her flesh as he set a punishing rhythm. Ruby’s hands scrambled, latching onto his wrists but she couldn’t pry him off even if she wanted. Did she want to? It hurt but it felt good in a way that she never thought possible. Did she really want it to end?

She would never know.

He fucked her brutally, tugging her along his cock effortlessly. She weighed almost nothing, Jaune manipulating and manhandling her tiny body with ease. Ruby moaned deliriously as their bodies clapped together, gasping for air whenever he buried himself balls deep.

Jaune couldn’t stop staring at her tummy, mesmerized by the way his member visibly cleaved through her body. This new angle made the bulge even more pronounced, the way she was arched highlighting just how deep he was fucking her. It was so fucking hot.

“Uuuhnn~! Mmmmnnggg~! Jaaaunnnnnhhhggg~!” Ruby babbled incoherently, helpless against his relentless assault. She could already feel that searing pleasure building up again, her clit pounding as his pelvis mashed against it. It roared through her like wildfire, ignited by her confused lust and desperation to not die, her skin prickling from the soles of her feet to the very top of her head.

The cum he had already fired into her was churned up, becoming thick and frothy, coating his shaft white. It dripped down over his balls and stained the blanket they were fucking on top of, squelching loudly as he ravaged her depths.

“Oooh, wow,” Jaune threw his head back, eyes closing in bliss as she tightened around him sporadically. She was so close. “My little pocket pussy is going to cum again. Shit, you were really were made to fuck, Ruby. Mmmm – yeeeaah, you feel sooo damn good, baby.”

Her second orgasm was just as powerful as her first, slamming into her without mercy. Ruby’s legs kicked out in spasms, her core pounding as her body twisted and turned, trying to find any reprieve. Eyes rolling, she quickly discovered that there was no escape – there would be no reprieve. He was going to drive her insane. Her body was being forced to memorize the shape of his cock.

She milked his cock with everything she had but Jaune wasn’t ready to fire just yet. He continued to pound her, slowly forcing her down until her legs were pressed to her chest. She was even tighter in this position, if that was possible, folded over – and soon enough, she was screaming and thrashing in her third orgasm.

“Oh yeah, baby. Mm – here it comes,” he promised. His cock swelled as she shattered around him and for the second time that evening, his balls drained directly into her womb as he breached her cervix. Jaune huffed as his cock spurted just as vigorously as the first time, filling her well beyond capacity. So much so that it was forced out despite the tight seam of her clutching walls, spilling down her butt and onto the bed.

Ruby tried to speak but all that came out was gibberish.

There was something incredibly endearing about watching her try to speak while her face was a complete mess, covered in sweat, tears and snot. Grabbing a fistful of the blanket, he wiped her face clean carefully, eyes drawn to her well bitten lips. They were red and swollen, mauled by her own teeth – and he realized suddenly that they hadn’t even shared a kiss. He was buried to the hilt in her formerly virgin pussy and they hadn’t even made out.

He should do that, right? His parents had raised him right and he knew that even if a girl was just a pocket pussy for his pleasure, he should treat her to the whole experience. It was part of the ritual, so to speak. And another way he could beat her at this game, so she would stop trying to take advantage of him.

“Ruby?” he asked, leaning down on his elbows.

“Mm?” she grunted, eyes unfocused.

When his lips touched hers, Ruby’s mouth opened unconsciously with a gasp. Taking advantage, Jaune kissed her passionately, stroking her tongue with his. She tasted sweet like strawberry lip balm, her mouth incredibly soft and hot. She kissed him back awkwardly, mewling weakly as he sucked on her tongue, on her lips, nipping gently at her tender flesh. When he pulled away, her lips were sticky with their spit, a thin string of saliva connecting them.

Ruby blinked at him slowly, the fog beginning to lift from her post-orgasmic haze. He’d just kissed her – her very first kiss! Perhaps it was ridiculous with what had just occurred between them but for whatever reason, that act felt incredibly intimate and special. They’d just had sex – furious, bruising, punishing sex. Jaune had used her body like it was nothing but a toy for his pleasure and had made her experience things she never believed possible, and yet...

That kiss hit different.

She covered her face with her forearms, feeling a well of embarrassment. Never mind that her bare breasts were on display, stretching at the action and looking delectable to his eyes. Never mind that his still hard cock was seated inside her, a bar of molten heat. No – it was the kiss that rendered her truly gone.

“That was my first kiss,” she whispered, shivering.

Jaune pried her arms away, grinning smugly as her nose wrinkled cutely.

“Would you like another?” he asked, taking this as his victory. It appeared that she was weak to kissing.

She nodded shyly.

He kissed her again, taking his time. Their mouths molded together as they made out, Jaune gently coaxing out her tongue. They twined together languidly, tasting one another, Ruby pouring every ounce of emotion into it as Jaune relished his win. Shifting his weight, Ruby gasped roughly as his cock moved inside her.

“I’m not done yet,” he confessed between kisses, swallowing any reply she could formulate. “You have to learn that you can’t just tease me and get away with it.”

Ruby arched as he tickled her ribs, caressing her sides. Rolling his hips, he muffled her cries as he began to fuck her once again. Time lost all meaning, Jaune’s hips relentless in pursuit of greater pleasure. Ruby could do nothing as he played with her body; she was just a mere instrument while he was the musician, drawing forth music from her overworked throat.

He took her once again on her back before flipping her over and taking her from behind, relishing the way her plump bubble butt rippled with each impact. He wanted to fuck her harder and faster, and his hips blurred unnaturally fast, clapping into her with extreme speed and with some surprise, he saw golden flower petals peeling away from his skin. It not only felt like Ruby’s semblance, it was Ruby’s semblance! Only he was using it! How was this possible? But he didn’t have time to think about it now because then he took her on the side, straddling one of her legs and pressing deeper than ever before. Every time she climaxed, her world faded in and out of focus, her very soul quaking as she cried her pleasure to the heavens. At some point, she passed out, the pleasure too much to handle – he had defeated her, utterly and completely.

This was Jaune’s win.

It wasn’t until he hissed against her neck, hips jerking with each throb of his ejaculation that he realized she was unconscious. He hadn’t noticed at first because her hips were still jerking up and down in an instinctive need to breed, spasming out of control with a hint of her semblance. Finally retreating for the last time, he watched as a truly obscene amount of semen spilled from her gaping hole. The blankets and sheets were soiled with sweat and cum, and with even a little blood. His cock ached in a way that was neither painful nor pleasurable, a numbness that spoke of excess. His balls, though – they pounded angrily, sore from depositing their load so often, so quickly.

He was spent.

“Ruby?” he whispered, rubbing her cheek. She didn’t respond, out like a light.

She looked incredible like this. Covered in sweat and smeared with cum, her waist lightly bruised from his fingers, her gaping pussy leaking semen... it was unreal. Before he knew what he was doing, he fetched his scroll and snapped a shot. Payback, you could say – turnabout was fair play, right?

There was a part of him that felt bad, knowing that he had gone above and beyond what was appropriate for a young girl’s first time. And she was young – sometimes it was easy to forget that Ruby was attending Beacon two years early, that she wasn’t seventeen, especially when she was one of the best fighters in their year. But even though he felt this way, a larger part just gloried in having such an amazing experience with such a beautiful girl, his best friend, one of the people he trusted most.

It was a dream come true – literally; a fantasy of his come to life.

He just hoped that she felt the same way.

Jaune knew he couldn’t just leave her that way, though. If her team found Ruby in this state, there would be hell to pay – but there was only so much he could do. Weiss’ bed was an utter disaster zone and the room reeked of sex. Opening the nearby window to air everything out, he carefully stripped Weiss’ bed and replaced her sheets and blanket with Ruby’s on the bed hanging above.

Gently picking up Ruby’s nude form, he placed her up on her bunk and covered her in the soiled blanket, though he flipped it over so the clean side faced up. She had no sheets but it wasn’t immediately noticeable unless someone was looking for it.

She looked so cute and innocent when she was sleeping. If someone saw her now, they’d never guess that he had just pounded her into submission. They would never guess that her womb was stuffed with his cum.

Gathering his clothes, he made sure to fold hers neatly and placed them in the hamper by the bathroom. He couldn’t leave the dirty sheets there, lest they get discovered. He would need to take them with him.

“Sweet dreams,” he said, shooting Ruby one last look before closing the door.