Chapter-52

Someone was in his bed.

That was the first thought that filtered through his mind as he slowly awoke.

The second? That whoever it was had their soft lips wrapped around his cock.

Jaune blinked blearily into the darkness, bolts of unadulterated pleasure surging through his length and balls, pooling heavily in his gut. He gasped, his cock flexing powerfully as the person beneath his blanket vigorously swallowed him to the hilt. For a moment he saw nothing but white, the tip of his dick poking down her throat before she slurped her way back up his cock and attacked the head with gusto, dextrous tongue swirling and flicking until his toes curled and his hips threatened to jump up off the bed.

Who was it?

There was no moon in the sky tonight and so their room was pitch black, the only source of light coming from the small blinking light on the electronic lock on the door. Even as he tugged the blanket down his chest and over the person kneeling between his legs, he couldn't make anything out. Not even a silhouette.

Just darkness.

Wet, obscene slurps filled the air as she bobbed her head quickly, tightening the seal of her lips around his burly shaft. Whenever they rose high enough, their lips caught on the ridge of his fat glans, tugging at his cock head wonderfully. Slender fingers cupped his scrotum firmly, squeezing and tugging on his testicles in time to her experienced movements, a deep ache churning the boiling semen in his balls.

Whoever it was, they'd been going at it for quite some time. His cock felt like it was on fire, a rod of hypersensitivity, hard and ready for more. Jaune nearly lost himself in the moment, catching his groan of bliss as she sucked harshly on the tip, tongue lashing his urethra viciously.

This room wasn't just his.

He shared it with Ren and Nora.

That thought was slow in forming but when it did, he hastily pulled the blanket back over the girl sucking him off to muffle the wet sounds issuing from his crotch. Then with one hand, he reached down under the blanket and thread his fingers through her hair, trying to work out just which of the girls had decided they wanted a midnight snack.

The hair was silky smooth, gliding through his fingers like water. She must have liked what he was doing because she thrust her head down as far as it would go, throating his dick effortlessly. He threw an arm across his face to muffle his voice, grunting loudly as her lips suckled around his base, her nose buried against his pelvic bone. Even with her small mouth stuffed with his cock, her tongue slurped at his balls eagerly.

Holy fuck, they were serious.

Their hair was long, ruling out Ruby and Blake, though the cat faunus had begun to grow her hair out once more. It was still only around her shoulders at the current time but it was longer than it had been in some months. It wasn't as long as this, though, Jaune's hand finding no end in sight. The way she tried to inhale his dick reminded him of Weiss, and the lack of cold steel from the hand gripping his thigh ruled out Yang.

The former heiress was really pushing her claim as number one, wasn't she? First in the hospital and now here.

Jaune wasn't about to complain, reaching down with his other hand and cupping her cheek. With a loud pop that he heard even through the blanket, Weiss pulled her mouth off his throbbing cock and began licking his shaft, lips suckling at the fat root on the underside. She worked her way down to his heavy balls and sucked one into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue before pulling on it with her teeth, loosely holding it back before releasing it.

She paid the same attention to the other one, lathering it up with saliva and squeezing it between her lips, creating such delicious pressure and heat before releasing it and kissing her way back up his length.

Those silky strands of hair tickled his thighs and belly as she kept moving higher, licking and kissing his abs, up his chest, biting his nipples roughly before shimmying her body up atop his. She was completely naked, her soft, warm skin sliding against him erotically and he felt a rush of excitement when her dripping slit rubbed against his thigh, and then up over his pelvis, leaving a sticky trail in its wake.

Her tits feel bigger in the dark , he thought idly as they dragged against him, her nipples extraordinarily hard before she claimed his lips in a bruising kiss. She was aggressive, tongue slipping into his mouth and twirling around his own, lapping at him, tasting him. Her mouth was hot and wet, a melting pot of desire and he met her enthusiasm with his own, chasing her tongue back into her mouth before biting her plump lip hard enough to bruise. Her body trembled as he suckled on it, soothing the hurt he had caused before sucking on her tongue.

When he released her, she panted cutely, little gasps of breath that sounded incredibly loud in the silence of the room.

"Fuck, you can't get enough, can you?" he whispered heatedly, gripping her shapely ass and squeezing; hard. For such a slender thing, she had such a meaty butt, sculpted by hours of dance and fencing. "First in the hospital and now this? Aren't you going to leave anything for the others?"

She didn't answer, instead reaching between their bodies and grasping his steel hard member. She gave it a few firm pumps from base to tip before adjusting her body, rising up on her knees. Her drenched vulva slid over the tip and then settled against him, her slight weight threatening penetration. She teased him for a few moments, wiggling her hips, applying pressure before retreating with a silent giggle. Jaune grabbed her toned thighs and squeezed, digging his fingers in and with a sudden drop, she took him to the hilt.

Jaune swore quietly as her wet hot sheath enveloped him completely, buried balls deep in her absurdly tight cunt. She throbbed around him, trembling gasps escaping her and for a moment, Jaune had been worried she might scream.

Her muscles twitched around him, insides coiled like a snug, velvet fist around his girth. With every shuddering breath, she would tighten before relaxing ever so slightly, almost stroking him off without even moving. They stayed this way for some time, his crown pressed arrogantly against her cervix, the mouth to her womb bearing her weight, before finally she began to move.

She started slowly, rocking gently as she panted above him. Hands splayed on his chest, her nails raked across his skin as she began to move more smoothly, establishing a good rhythm. Her pussy clutched at him desperately, her bumpy inner walls tugging at his flaring crown delightfully, his pleasure building as she rode him.

Fuck, he was such a lucky guy.

He couldn't see her but that didn't matter. He touched her wherever he could, his hands gliding up her thighs and across her narrow waist, cupping and tracing the ribbed lines of her ribcage before moving higher. He palmed her tits aggressively and reaffirmed that they felt so much bigger when he couldn't see them, squeezing and molding them to his hands. He tugged on them, her soft breasts stretching before he attacked her small nipples, delighting in the way her molten snatch twitched and contracted as he pinched them.

"You love it when I play with your tits, huh?" he whispered, rolling both nipples between his thumb and pointer finger. Her only response was a ragged gasp, a sharp inhale as her body shivered from head to toe.

Jaune knew that they needed to be quiet but a part of him wanted to make her scream, to make her wail her pleasure even if it meant the awkwardness of his team hearing them. He wanted to hear that lovely voice sing, high and proud, lost in her lust, consumed by pleasure – but he couldn't deny it; hearing her desperate gasps, her panting breath as she held everything back was something new, something he found surprisingly hot.

Her rocking slowly turned into quick up and down movements, her sticky pelvis slapping against him with each descent. Grabbing the blanket, he pulled it over the top of them both, trapping them inside a cocoon of humid sex drenched warmth. It only made the scent of her cunt more sharp, that wonderful smell of a lustful woman in full bloom, taking his cock to the hilt.

Jaune reached up and pulled her down by the neck, kissing her soft lips hungrily as her hips jerked up and down his erection, squeezing him viciously on the upstroke, attempting to tug his crown off the end of his dick. Only Weiss had such amazing control of her inner muscles, attempting to wring his balls dry with everything she had.

What an amazing woman.

"That's it," he said between kisses, their mouths sloppy and hot, saliva trailing over his chin. He lifted his knees, planting his feet against the bed, changing the angle of penetration. He felt her face twist, her lips falling open as she panted harshly, her slick vaginal passage throbbing wildly. "Mm, fuck – Weiss, let me fuck you."

Pressing down with his feet, he began to thrust up lightly, prodding at her womb whenever she clapped down. His balls tightened with heightened pleasure, grabbing her hips in a bruising hold. She shook wildly, tilting her pelvis even further, her upper body falling against him and bearing her weight. She gasped and panted in his ear, her hands bunching in his hair to the point of pain.

She was close.

Those hot pulsating throbs came more frequently, her pussy tightening with every thrust. Jaune moved faster, thrusting up into her, wet, thick slaps of flesh as he pummeled her uterus with an animalistic need to fuck her stupid and make her break. Lengthening his glide, he pulled out until the flaring crown of his long, fat cock tugged at the snug ring of her entrance before plunging back into her scorching depths, pounding her deep, her body quivering. Even then, she didn't make a sound beyond tortured gasps.

It only drove him to fuck her harder.

Two quick, sharp thrusts that pounded her deep and she was done. Jaune felt her body lock up, folds collapsing around his pistoning length as she unraveled atop him. Each broken gasp egged him on, fucking her frantically through her orgasm, groaning low in his throat as she contracted and squeezed his shaft, impossibly tight. It was a struggle, fucking such a tight, narrow hole even though it was drenched with girl cum, but Jaune was relentless.

He fucked her until she flopped down on him, a boneless, limp, satisfied woman.

But he wasn't done.

He had yet to cum.

It had been too long since he'd cum inside a woman. Too long since he'd felt that rush of orgasm while seated inside the comforting heat of a well fucked pussy. He wouldn't be denied any longer.

His sleeping pants were bunched around his ankles so he kicked them off before grasping his cock by the base and lifting her up, tugging his pounding dick free of her snug snatch. Sticky arousal dripped from her slit all over his hand as she trembled, Jaune spinning them over until he loomed above her. Grasping her hip, he rolled her slender body over until she lay face down, her pert ass pointed at his crotch.

He was going to make her break if it was the last thing he did.

" Sorry Ren, Nora ," he thought, leaning down to bite her shoulder. He bit her hard enough to mark her skin, even if he couldn't see it before soothing it with sucks and kisses. He slapped his heavy cock against her butt, feeling it jiggle invitingly before he swiped it between her plump cheeks, thrusting the underside of his cock along her crack.

He kissed his way over to the nape of her neck, biting down again. This time she jerked, a startled gasp escaping her. She smelled of sex, sticky and heady, and of sweat, strawberry, vanilla and a hint of something darker, something with a bit of spice. He inhaled deeply, pressing his nose into her hair, taking her scent into his lungs until they were fit to burst.

"I haven't cum yet," he informed her in case she didn't already know. Shifting his hips, he worked his cock between her thighs and grinded against that smooth, soft skin that framed her thigh gap. "So now I'm going to fuck you until I fill you up. Think you can handle that?"

She still wouldn't say anything but he felt her nod, arching her back and presenting herself eagerly. Enjoying her soft thighs for a few moments more, the pleasure sharp across his glans, he grabbed his dick and lifted it until he felt the plush, engorged lips of her swollen quim. He slipped into her abused, recently fucked hole easily, spreading her apart effortlessly.

He thrust into her smoothly until his pelvis smacked against her ass, hilted in her scorching vagina. Jaune felt her entire body shake as he knocked against her womb, this new angle taking him even deeper. Keeping his body up with one arm, the other groped her shapely behind, squeezing and pulling at her plush cheeks.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he said softly, rolling his hips gently. She grunted below him, deep in her belly, a sound he hadn't heard her make before and it made his balls throb with desire. The very tip of his dick blazed with pleasure, rubbing across her cervix, an itchy feeling that crawled up his shaft.

Wetness gushed from the tight seal of her pussy wrapped snugly around his girth, lewd sounds filling the space as he pulled out halfway before sheathing himself balls deep. Jaune relished her gasps, building a smooth rhythm as he fucked her needy pussy with deep, firm shots that relentlessly targeted her deepest spot. Every time he banged against her uterus, her vagina would tense and spasm, writhing around his cock wonderfully.

It wasn't enough. He needed more.

This was his first fuck since he was free of the influence of the Temptation. Weiss had come to him of her own accord, hungry for his cock, nothing else clouding her judgment but her own lust. This was twice now she had instigated something he wasn't going to let her leave unsatisfied. He was going to pound her pussy until she was nothing more than a limp, sopping mess. He was going to fuck her with the full length of his cock, rail her until all she could think about was his dick and then when he was positive that she was cock drunk, he was going to blast his fat, hot load into her womb as if she wasn't already pregnant with his child.

Just thinking about it made him groan, his cock jerking and flexing inside her steaming twat. Her body thrashed as his curved dick touched a new spot and wanting to feel her react like that again, he tilted his hips up and pressed down on her lower back, exaggerating the arch of her spine. He then jackhammered against her plump ass, flesh clapping louder and louder as he began to thrust in earnest.

Her pussy was constantly throbbing and twisting around his length, attempting to milk him of his seed. Broken, shaking gasps were buried as her face was muffled by a pillow, and though he couldn't make out what was happening, he heard the slight tearing of fabric as her nails tore through the sheets. Soon enough, he was utilizing his entire length, pulling out until his crown peeked out of her tight cunt before thrusting back in to slam against her womb remorselessly, grinding against the back passage of her heaving pussy.

There was no way his teammates couldn't hear them now, their coupling becoming increasingly loud. Thick strands of her girl cum stretched between them as he railed her, wet slaps filling the room as he brutalized her tight hole. Her folds tugged at his glans, the pleasure building towards climax, their bumpy texture robbing him of breath.

Her pussy felt so fucking good . It had been way too long.

He rode her ass viciously before grabbing a handful of her silky hair and tugged her up, leaning back and allowing her up onto all fours. Grasping her hip, he fucked her doggy style, moving even harder, her pleased pants and gasps lost by the aggressive claps and pops of their bodies colliding in passion. His balls slapped against her clit, jostling their load, an ache beginning to form as she rippled from tip to base, stimulating the entire length of his cock.

Jaune felt that familiar knot tightening low in his shaft, bunching up, his balls lifting eagerly, getting ready to fire. Pulling on her hair, his other arm wrapped around her waist, hauling her sweaty back flush against his chest as he jerked into her with rapid fire, short, deep thrusts that made her spasm in his arms.

When her cunt contracted violently in orgasm, Jaune tipped over the edge himself. Hilting his cock to the base, he groaned into her neck, biting down hard as his member swelled and pulsed. With the tip of his dick seated directly against the opening to her womb, he gushed heavily into her, several large, hot streams directly into her uterus, filling her up. Cumming while a beautiful woman shattered around your cock was the best, and Jaune jerked into her again and again in time to her broken gasps, her powerful inner muscles wringing him like a well oiled fist.

Again and again and again, volley after volley, his potent semen heaved into her womb until his balls were spent. She continued to shake and twitch, the aftermath of her orgasm driven on by the hot, molten load he had speared into her. She panted roughly and he nuzzled her lovingly, the hand in her hair releasing its hold and curling around to grab and squeeze her delectable breasts.

"Fuck, that felt good," he whispered, kissing the shell of her ear.

They remained this way for several long moments, his still hard cock sealed against her cervix, basking in the way her sodden tunnel throbbed around him in post-orgasm bliss, idly playing with her tits. Her nipples were like diamond tips and whenever he teased them, her vagina would lock up, squeezing his hypersensitive glans in the most wonderful way.

But then finally he released his hold on her, allowing his cock to slip free of her freshly fucked flower. Jaune hissed as her cunt clung to him as he pulled out, her body falling forward onto the bed, his dick bouncing in the air. Resting back on his haunches, he gathered his breath as energy surged through him, feeling the effects of the mark the Temptation had left upon him.

He really did seem to feed on sex.

Shifting across the mattress, he grimaced as the sheets clung to his knees wetly. They were soaked through, a combination of sweat and saliva and Weiss' wet, gushing juices, the smell strong. The room reeked of sex and with a flush of embarrassment that he hadn't felt early, caught up in the moment, he knew he needed to apologize to his friends.

"Er..." he cleared his throat. "Are you guys awake?"

Silence.

Jaune frowned into the darkness.

A hand found his still hard length in the dark and began teasing the tip, curling around the head. Jaune jumped in surprise, groaning as gentle fingers tickled the underside before gripping the shaft and pumping firmly. The remnants of his ejaculation oozed from the tip, siphoned out by her skillful hands.

"Weiss, wait," he said, pulling away.

She chased after him, palming his balls and giving them a squeeze. Then she was kissing him, his length trapped between their bodies as she devoured his mouth hotly, wet smacks sounding in her eagerness.

"Mm, Weiss – come on, wait a minute," he tried, kissing her back as she shimmied her toned belly across his dick. Giving her one final, soul rending kiss, he pulled back and moved off the bed, banging his foot against the frame as he searched for his scroll. "Ouch!"

He couldn't find it so he moved towards the door, finding the light switch after a few attempts. When the light switched on, he was momentarily blinded, squinting against the suddenness of the illumination. Blinking, his eyes quickly scanned the room and found that the beds of Ren and Nora were empty.

What?

But that wasn't even the biggest surprise.

When his eyes settled on his own bed, his heart leapt into his throat.

Instead of the expected snow white hair and icy blue eyes, he was met by a combination of pink, white and brown. Neopolitan knelt upon his bed, completely naked, her body freshly fucked and flushed with arousal. Her pale skin glistened with sweat, her vulva smooth and bald, flushed brightly from their vigorous fucking. Semen dripped from her pussy thickly, streaming down her inner thighs while hooded bright pink eyes – a hue he had never seen from her before – roamed up and down his body, her tongue trapped between her teeth. Her breasts had felt bigger because they were , a firm handful, standing high and proud on her trim, slender body, her nipples small and hard, slightly reddened from his attention.

Jaune blinked stupidly.

Neo smirked and blew him a kiss.

Against his wishes, his cock jumped at the sight, pleased with what it saw. His mind, however, was the opposite.

"What are you – how...?" he looked around for his weapon but didn't find it in the usual spot. He spotted the hilt sticking out from under the bed and realized that he hadn't kicked the frame of the bed after all; he'd kicked Crocea Mors. If he wanted to get it, he would have to approach her. Something that was a very bad idea.

She giggled silently and the act did very interesting things to her body, her shapely tits jiggling delightfully.

Jaune felt like the dumbest person who had ever lived in that moment. All the signs had been there that it hadn't been Weiss; the feel of her chest, her silence. Weiss loved to talk during sex, and was vocal with her pleasure. Okay, other than their tits, their bodies were similar. Neo was tiny and so was Weiss, they both had long hair and asses to die for. Sure, he'd thought she'd been trying to stay silent in consideration of his teammates but...

Fuck.

"Where are my teammates?" he demanded. "Where are Ren and Nora?"

Neo slid off the bed, her movements smooth and sensual. It was difficult not to notice, eyes falling to the way her hips swayed with natural femininity as she crossed the room. She was short and toned, fit like any huntress – but she was also all woman. That was when he noticed the pile of familiar clothes on the floor and when she bent over at the waist to retrieve her scroll, he got a full view of her well fucked slit, red and swollen from their activities.

His cock bounced again.

She typed something out and then held it up.

I asked for some privacy.

Jaune blinked.

"Why would they ever listen to you?" he asked in disbelief. "If you really expect me to believe that, then you're insane."

Without warning, she tossed the scroll his way and he nearly fumbled it, grabbing at it comically as it nearly spilled out of his hands and onto the floor. Frowning at her, she simply gestured to the device and he looked.

The wallpaper was a picture he knew very well, one that had been taken back at Beacon. Ruby was perched beside him with a massive smile splitting her face, her body leaning against his shoulder as she took the selfie. They were sitting in one of the many courtyards the academy boasted, dressed in their school uniforms. Behind his head were a pair of fingers giving him bunny ears.

This was Ruby's scroll.

"How did you get this?"

Neo just winked and pointed at the scroll insistently.

When Jaune checked the messages, he saw how she had convinced his team to vacate the premises for the night, a string of texts several pages long communicating her desire for some alone time with him, all sent after they'd broken apart for the evening. Somewhere between his surprise party and Ruby going to sleep, Neo had gotten her hands on her scroll.

Nora had only been all too happy to lend her friend a hand. Even knowing that this wasn't Ruby in these messages, it was impossible to tell the difference. Neo had perfectly captured the essence of his best friend and girlfriend, her mannerisms such as emoji usage and slang, and even unique quirks that solely belonged to Ruby such as the way she sometimes added exclamation points randomly when she didn't need to. So much so that he couldn't help but feel impressed by such skill while also feeling unnerved.

Was there anything this woman couldn't get her hands on if she wanted? No wonder she had been revered alongside Roman Torchwick as a peerless master criminal.

When Jaune looked up, she was staring at his cock. It made him feel a little self conscious but he wasn't going to scramble for his pants like some amateur, even if a sticky strand of left over ejaculate was dangling from the tip. If he let his guard down for even a second, who knew what she could do.

Jaune didn't think she would harm him... but he hadn't thought he'd wake up to her lips around his dick, either.

"Why'd you do this?"

That was the question, wasn't it? Why?

Ozpin was confident that whatever he had been infected with had only tempted those who already held attraction for him. Did that mean...? But now he was no longer a vehicle for those parasites, wasn't this all meant to be behind him? And yet here she was, right in front of him, in the tantalizing flesh.

Or was this something else? Completely unrelated to his issues with the Temptation?

She arched an eyebrow as if what he'd just asked her was incredibly dumb. When he continued to wait for an answer, she rolled her eyes and bent over again to retrieve another scroll – her scroll, this time. The way her perky tits defied gravity was an alluring sight, and against his will he couldn't help but admire the way they held their shape.

When she caught him looking, she shot him a nasty grin.

Typing out her answer, she flashed the screen his way.

I wanted to fuck. So what?

Was it really that simple? Was there really no other angle?

"But why me?" he stressed.

Neo rolled her eyes again as she quickly typed up a message.

Why not you? You're cute and have a huge dick. I wanted to take it for a test run~ :3

Jaune tensed as she approached, her steps smooth. Stopping just in front of him, he watched warily as she reached out and tickled the underside of his cock with her fingers. His dick flexed at the pleasurable sensation, throbbing happily.

As flattering as her words were, Jaune believed she was leaving something out. She must have noticed the doubt in his expression because she wrote another message.

Fine. It wasn't just that. Revenge is a sweet dish, don't you agree?

He wasn't sure what she meant by that but she wasn't done.

You helped me kill that bitch, Cinder. But she isn't the only one I blame for what happened to Roman.

Dread curled in his stomach, hands curling in anticipation.

She gave a sudden, silent laugh at his souring expression, slapping his dick with a quick swipe of her palm. Jaune flinched at the stinging sensation, stepping back.

Don't worry. Cinder was the main culprit but Little Red was there . I won't forget that. I won't kill her – I'll just fuck her man instead.

So this was some type of revenge screw?

But even without that, I would have had a taste >;P

It was difficult to forget how hot and tight she'd been as he pounded her into the bed, fucking her like his life depended on it. How her wet, snug pussy clenched around him, the feeling of her cervix, rigid and hard against his glans, grinding against the tip until his balls throbbed in joy. Her slick, sticky folds curling around his crown, wringing him in ecstasy.

And those shaking gasps, her hot panting breaths as he drilled her deeply – he couldn't unhear it, even if he tried.

It shouldn't have happened – but it did.

"You need to leave," he ordered.

She sighed, shrugged as if to say, 'What's the problem?'

Neo knew exactly what the problem was. She had probably gone through Ruby's message history entirely. There was little doubt in his mind that she was ignorant of their relationship status beyond just the sex.

"Now," he said sternly.

She met his eyes and held them, her mocking expression smoothing out. For a brief moment in time, Jaune seriously thought she may attack him but then she shrugged, reaching for her clothes. He watched her dress – and wasn't that a sight, her slender body shimmying into a pair of lacy pink panties and matching bra, before she tugged her tight pants up her gorgeous legs and over her ridiculous ass. The way her ass lifted as she forced the waist up over her posterior was beyond erotic.

She gave her butt a sharp slap for good measure, putting on a show as she finished dressing.

Jaune remained tense as she walked by him, pausing at his side. Before he could react, she grasped his balls and squeezed. Not enough to cause any pain, jostling his testicles as if weighing them in her palm.

Blowing him a kiss, she departed with another silent laugh, the door opening and shutting with a quiet hiss.

"Damn it," he swore when he was confident she wouldn't return. His erection was still at full strength, jutting out from his pelvis lewdly. The only sign that anyone else had been here at all was the scent that lingered long after and wet stains that marked his bed.