Author's Note: I hope you like this chapter! The first time I've ever written Jaune x Blake and another Jaune x Cinder which people seem to love!

As listed below, this chapter has the 'Forced' tag. Consent is very important, this is purely for entertainment purposes.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: This Isn't another Girl Meets Boy (Jaune x Blake and Jaune x Cinder)

(This Chapter Contains: Straight, Deepthroat, Dominance, Creampie, Forced)

After watching Pyrrha dominate the competition in the Vytal Tournament, Blake had been brainstorming new tactics, inspired by Pyrrha's fighting style. Despite her studies and training, she couldn't come up with anything to match the stunning girl's strength. Sure, some of her practice came out with decent new ideas that would work against dim-witted Grimm, but fighting the smarter Grimm and other huntsmen and huntresses requires a little more tactical charm; something Pyrrha was oozing with.

To Blake, it almost seemed like Pyrrha created her attacks on the fly, rolling with the way her body moved, as if it was moving on its own. She was a Goddess on the battlefield and, if the word of mouth is to be believed, even better in bed.

Now, the Faunus was approaching the dorm of Pyrrha Nikos. After failing to come up with what she desired, it was time to ask the person who inspired the decision to train smarter.

She lightly knocked on the door and waited for a response. Her keen animalistic ears heard through the confines of the deep black bow. Breathing and footsteps. She blinked twice and lightened up her face, tuning her lips to smile and her eyebrows to raise.

The door cracked open, but instead of the redhead she wished to meet with, it was a blonde. No longer completely scrawny, Jaune seemed to be growing into a capable team leader over time. He definitely had Pyrrha to thank for that too.

"Oh, heya, Blake." Jaune smiled widely, letting the door swing wide open upon seeing who it was. "What brings you here?" The blonde stepped away from the door, letting the member of RWBY walk inside.

She inhaled and smelt the different air of their dorm room. The most prominent smell was the perfume of both girls. She turned to Jaune. "I was just wondering if Pyrrha was here, I would like to speak with her, but it doesn't seem like she is…" The Faunus sighed, scanning the room once more.

"Yeah…" Jaune scratched the back of his head. "It's only me right now." His small laugh that followed caused the Faunus ears to twitch. "I think Ren and Nora are in the grounds, going from stall to stall, but I don't actually know where Pyrrha is." She watched the boy look down at his feet, seeming a little worried before looking back up with a large smile. "Hey, I can message Pyrrha and tell her you're here if you want."

"Oh, uh, that would be great, thanks." Blake said, her voice as quiet as always.

Jaune stepped towards his bedside table, his small scroll resting beside his current assignment. It took no more than twenty seconds for the message to be written and sent. "…And… Done." His smile returned as wide as ever. "You can stay here if you want, or return to your dorm and I'll go fetch you. She shouldn't be too long, although, I don't really know what she's doing."

Blake mulled this decision over for a moment. Her eyes showed the progress of the choice in her head, rolling from left to right. "Erm, I'll just stay here and keep you company. If you want, that is." Blake's other option was to go back and read one of her many books, but Jaune looked like he could use someone to waste the time with.

"Sure, that'd be great! I was thinking about hanging out with Ruby, but I don't actually know where she is either." Jaune laughed, his cheerfulness rather high. It must be because of how well his team is doing in the Vytal Tournament. Blake was correct. He was ecstatic that his team was crushing the fierce competition and with Pyrrha planned to be in the finals, there was no way they'd lose.

Taking slow steps, she sat across from Jaune, on what she assumed to be Pyrrha's bed. Her eyes drifted towards the blonde who was idly breaking out into a nervous sweat. He was great friends with Ruby and had a lot of fun with Yang. Weiss, well, he knew how she acted, but Blake was different. She was the only one he had never slept with in this lustful academy and the one he'd spoken to the least. More or less though, he knew she was nice.

"How's your day going…?" Jaune immediately regretting his causal decision to let her sit with him. He didn't know what to say.

Blake's eyes locked with his before her mouth opened. "Not badly. Both of our teams are doing well, so I can't complain. How about yourself?" Her voice was rather quiet as it normally was.

Jaune swallowed the built up saliva in his mouth. He looked back at her gaze. It wasn't menacing or burning, but with the ice so thick, it felt heavy. "Yeah, great… Great." He weakly smiled. His somewhat debonair attitude had dissolved completely.

Silence had fallen over the room, both hurriedly thinking about what to say next. There were the obvious: the weather, the Vytal Festival, teammates and plans for the near future. But neither felt comfortable running conversations of those. It felt forced and they, Blake especially, hated that.

A few long minutes went by until one of them spoke up. "Do you… Do you want to spend the time waiting like this… Or… Do what Beacon is known for?" Surprisingly, it was Blake. She'd had an interest in Jaune after Sun helped her gain more confidence in having sexual relations with men. She heard stories from all three of her teammates. They spoke of his average length, but surprisingly good skill. Weiss, unexpectedly, mentioned the atmosphere with him was 'better than expected'. If that's good or not, who knows, but Weiss spoke of enjoying her time with him.

Jaune's jaw dropped, rather substantially too. Blake Belladonna. The secretive Faunus of RWBY. The quiet one. She asked him directly if he would like to have sex with her. This only happens in dreams, right?

The blonde pinched his cheek and rolled over on his bed. "What a rude dream… Teasing me like that."

Blake's right eyebrow rose, not expecting such a reaction. "Er… I'm sorry. If you don't want to, I apologise for suggesting it." She relaxed her face and began staring out the window. On the ground level of Beacon, the view of many students from all across Remnant were visible; it was a stunning sight compared to an average day at the academy.

"W-W-Wait a dang minute." The blonde rose from his pillow. "You mean to tell me… I'm not dreaming and that was a real offer?" The quizzical look in his eyes would've been intimidating if it was anyone but Jaune asking the question.

Blake slowly nodded her head, the bow on top lightly twitching. The expression on Jaune's face entered a supreme thought state. His brow wrinkled and lips puckered. Softly, he tapped his finger on his chin before gradually opening his mouth. "So… If I say yes…"

"If you say yes, we could have… An experience together." Blake felt as though she should feel embarrassed about this, but with Jaune, being embarrassed would simply feel silly.

Jaune's face twisted, his brow furrowed, intently thinking the proposition over. Well, actually his mind was just repeating 'Yes!' again and again. He opened his mouth and took a long breath. "…Yes." The anticlimactic answer grew into a thick silence before Blake slowly began to nod.

She swept her hair over her shoulder and inhaled. "Alright then. Let's uh, give this a go." She pushed herself off Pyrrha's bed and leaned over Jaune, connecting their lips. She had soft lips, maybe softer than Pyrrha's.

She pushed him down mid-kiss, climbing on top. Jaune accepted this in its entirety. In fact, he let his hands wander at her hips. With a soft and brief moan, one who could've come from either, their tongue's collided in each other's mouths. Blake dug her fingers into his shoulders, pressing her body up against his. Her ample breasts were the focus of Jaune's mind until two seconds passed and her thigh rubbed along the already bulging member at his crotch.

This wasn't the time to be romantic and slowly remove garment after garment, look into each other's eyes and whisper memorable one liners that they would think back to in a couple years, this was the time for lust and desires.

Her lips travelled down his cheek and jawline, her fingers attempting to tear at the fabric of his shirt. For a stoic, she could really let lust take over. Jaune concluded it was thanks to all the smut she reads. A secret that was not so secret anymore.

He let her remove his shirt, her hands immediately fondling his body, one that was becoming fitter over his time at Beacon. Her lips nipped at his neck and shoulders, potentially leaving marks for later. Her hands not satisfied with just his shirt being removed, they travelled down to the waistline of his jeans, finding the button and tugging until it gave way and let her hands find his zipper.

"Blake…" He happily whispered, surprised at her forwardness, not once today, but twice.

She looked up at him as her face lowered to his crotch. "Listen…" She began. "I've been shy around guys for far too long… I feel as though I've been missing out and I want to experience more, with you and others." She spoke softly, pulling back his briefs to find his erect cock right before her eyes.

Slowly, she curled her fingers around the warm shaft, feeling it throb at her touch. Jaune didn't reply to her, he simply let her do what she wanted. She leant forward and pressed her tongue against his head, watching for a reaction. He gasped, but not before her lips closed around his head, her tongue running circles around the tip.

"Oh… Blake." He groaned, she let her lips lower, running down his length with an erotic sense of glee. She got half of him into her mouth before pulling back up, sucking hard as she did. With her lips leaving his cock, it made a satisfying pop. Not even a second passed before her mouth was enveloping his erection once again.

She was good. Far too good. Her little books of sex must really get descriptive.

As her mouth massaged his cock, getting lower and lower each time she bobbed her head, she was also removing her shirt, having to depart from his cock to throw it over her head. Jaune never knew what he should do while receiving a blowjob, so he simply lied back and let her mouth run up and down his shaft.

With her pale skin exposed, her next task was removing her own bra. The blonde ran his hand through her hair as she attempted to reach his base, gagging softly. He found her ears hidden beneath the ribbon, but even so, he carefully caressed them as her tongue rode up his shaft to the top. Ah… A cat is fine too…

Kissing up his shaft, she let his tip re-enter her mouth at an angle, rubbing against the inside of her cheek. "Ah…" He let a moan slip from his lips as she used her tongue to fold over half of his shaft. She was not tongue-tied, that's for sure.

His cry in pleasure gave Blake enough encouragement to try and reach his base again. Her amber eyes looked up as she felt his cock travelling along her tongue, nearing the back of her throat. Her eyes began to tear up as it reached her throat, pressing against it. Her lips barely reached his pelvis as she gagged for a brief second. She kept her mouth still, with his erect cock rest in her mouth as she sucked, letting her tongue lap over his length. Before she completely ran out of breath, she gently pulled back, her lips clamping down as she began moving back.

"Shit…" He cursed, his legs tingling to the pleasure of her mouth. She eyed his cock, kissing it lightly as she drew in another breath. "Blake." Eyes glancing up at him, he stroked her ears gently. "Let's just skip this foreplay and cut to the part where I get you naked." He winked. It looked awkward, but Blake knew he was trying to be smoother than he was capable of.

She wiped her lips and stood up. This was the first time he got to lay eyes on her breasts. Ample and smooth. She had been given a generous bust, one Jaune wanted to caress. "Was my blowjob not good enough?" She pouted. Whether she was joking or serious, the blonde couldn't tell. The stoic was a tough one to read at times. Jaune's face must've displayed his uncertainty for Blake to continue. "I was joking. I also want to…" She felt her cheeks begin to burn. "Feel your cock inside me."

Jaune grinned. It was hot, but also… A little out of place for the girl. "From one of your books?"

"Shut up." She sighed, folding her arms.

He shook his head and stood up too. "Well, I can help you get what you want." Pushing her down onto the bed behind her, Pyrrha's bed, his lips collided with hers. His cock pressed against her shorts, something she was striving to move. It was strange how strictly lustful this was. Normally, there was… A little more to it. Oh well, it didn't bother Jaune much.

Her pants began to loosen and, with a little help from Jaune, they were pushed to her ankles. A few flurries of kicks later and they were right off. Jaune's hands didn't hesitate to grope her exposed thighs and hips before sliding up over her smooth stomach, finding her soft breasts. He gave himself permission to squeeze them, hearing her squeak into the kiss. Her feline ears twitched to his remarkably rough touch.

The head of his member pushed towards the wetness growing on her panties, white causal wear. Her legs rubbed against his, her hips bucking towards the hardened member so close to her. "Jaune… Please hurry…" She moaned breathlessly, breaking apart the kiss.

He nodded, his nose pressed to hers. Leaving her plump breasts, he hooked his fingers on the waistline of her panties, slowly pulling them down, forcing them to depart from her sensitive valley. A thin rope of her excitement attempted to stay attached for as long as it could.

Who would've thought she'd get this wet. His eyes closely gazed upon her glimmering pussy. Her thighs made an effort to close, his eyes feeling hot on her body. Jaune's hand stopped her legs from hiding the beauty in between. "Blakey." His voice had a hint of sternness to it.

"B-Blakey?" She let an eyebrow rise to match the quizzical nature of her word.

Jaune's eyes widened. "Oh, I'm sorry, I uh, just got a little carried away, that's all." He briefly looked away, avoiding her amber stare.

Her hand lightly brushed against his face, then down his chest to his visible cock. "No… I like it." She gently purred, fingertips running along his uneven shaft, drawing him closer to her warm entrance. He followed along, his body not giving him a choice in the matter. Without any reluctance, Blake helped meet Jaune's cock halfway. Her hips thrusting towards his erect member, ready to try out a man for the simple pleasures of lust.

Their eyes met once more, this being the last moment they'd share before having sex. Her hands moved from his cock, letting him have control again. Instead, she brought her hands up to his neck and face, pulling him in for a kiss, whispering his name before their lips made contact.

As their lips pressed together, Jaune let his hips push his cock inside of her, widening her entrance to fit his size. "Mm…" She moaned into the kiss immediately. The initial thrust felt mind-numbing, as if a fire of pleasure and satisfaction had been lit inside. The warmth caused her hips to buck back, desiring more of his length to fill her.

Her head rolled back against the once tidy duvet, her ears lowering in response to the pleasure. Her hand on his head pushed his face against her neck, letting his tongue and lips leave trails of saliva as he kissed and licked down to her chest.

Slowly pulling out, he felt her body respond with desires for him to not move away too far. Her legs locked around his waist, tensing and pulling him back in. Her chest rose as his cock pushed deeper. Oxygen filling her lungs, just so she could moan it all out as his pelvis hit hers.

"Oh… F…" She began, but couldn't finish, Jaune rocking her body harder than before. He pressed his body down on her breasts, feeling the soft mounds squish to his chest. Her walls tightened around his shaft the deeper he entered, her thighs tensing as he wriggled his hips before attempting to pull back.

His tongue lapped over her left nipple, letting his saliva find a new home. He glanced up to see her normally stoic face red and panting. I always thought that panting favoured dogs. He internally laughed at his dumb attempt at humour before allowing his lips to envelope her nipple, using his teeth to lightly tease the erect nub. "Mmm!" She pushed his head into her breast further, wanting more. So much more.

Her hands travelled over his back, nails digging into him whenever she felt a spike of startling pleasure. He didn't care about the pain, his aura had that covered; he simply found it to be arousing. His tongue ran over her breast, licking up to her neck before letting his teeth and lips nip at her skin. Each time his mouth pinched her, she let her nails claw along his back, her hips rising and legs tightening around his waist. She just wanted so much.

Pounding into her tight pussy, he groaned under his hefty breath, his hands exploring her body over and over again, found a place to rest at her sides of her stomach.

Toes curling behind his back, she released a low purr, her eyes combating her heavy eyelids while she panted hot air into his blonde scruff atop his head. The nipping at her neck and the drumming within herself was overwhelming her mind.

"J-Jaune! Jaune!" She cried, her mouth lowering into his hair, breathing wildly. With a much lower voice, she huffed closer to his ear. "Don't stop… Don't stop, Jaune."

She could feel his cock throbbing deep inside, every thrust taking him one step closer to climax. "I'm so… Oh…" Blake wailed and moaned, throwing her head back countless times on impulse. Her throat wanting to keep moaning, praising the boy. Her body wanted to continue soaking in the pleasure, finding her limit closer than expected. Her mind wanted him, over and over again, but all for lust.

Her thighs began vibrating while Jaune continuously slammed all the right spots. She was going to cum and she wanted, no, she needed Jaune to know. "Keep going… I'm going… G-Going to…" She swallowed the saliva building up in her throat, desperate to tell him for her own sexual satisfaction. "Jaune! I'm going to c-c…"

"Cum, Blakey." He muttered, nipping at her jawline, closing in on her ear.

As if she could control it and wanted nothing more than to appease him, her hips bucked one more time before her body began to quiver. A surge of her sweet nectar decorated Jaune's pelvis, her thighs and Pyrrha's duvet. "J-Jaune…" She whimpered, her orgasm cutting her volume down as her lower half couldn't stay still, shuddering to his cock's motions. Her fluids wouldn't stop squirting, something she realised only happened with men inside of her. "Oh… God…" Moaning while gasping for more air, Jaune grinned at the arousing sight.

Now it was Jaune's turn to climax, his erection throbbing again and again; ready to fill the Faunus with his seed. It didn't take long for his semen to begin pouring into Blake as he groaned out her name into her neck, his voice low and rough. His thrusting slowed right down to one forceful strike ever few seconds, but he was shooting thick strings of cum every time his pelvis hit hers.

She felt the warmth radiate through her core, sending her to a further high. With flushed cheeks and a dopey smile, her arms went limp around the back of his neck as his hips came to a halt. Slowly, he lifted his head from the warm, but saliva-coated neck of Blake and hung his head above hers. Her soft amber eyes, lightly panting lips and cosy atmosphere all drew him in for another long kiss. It was weak, but all playful. All sexual tension had faded away and now all was left was joy and companionship.

As they parted, Blake couldn't help but continue giggling, a joy she hadn't felt in a while. "Lien for your thoughts." He spoke softly, his body still well pressed up against hers. The heat was soothing; relaxing even.

Looking him straight in the eyes with the light glimmering gently, she let a hand fall to his cheek. "I'm just… Really happy. That's all." She peeked his opposite cheek. "Thank you, Jaune. I couldn't have asked for a better time." He nodded, not feeling the need to say it back to her, she already knew he felt the same way.

They separated, stretching and catching their breaths. Jaune had grabbed a towel from the dorm bathroom and had wiped himself down, removing the beads of sweat that had decorated his brow. He gave Blake a different towel, the nicer one if he had to pick. "Listen, Blake." He began, his member tucked away behind his briefs. "If you ever… Want to do I-"

She dropped a finger to his lips. "I know. You don't have to say it." Her ribbon twitched as she smiled. This was something he hadn't seen much of. She was really… Happy. She didn't lie to him at all. "Beacon is a great place. I hope we can all train and grow together longer. I've realised that is my biggest hope." Jaune looked on as she turned around, fitting her shirt back on. He didn't know what she considered her biggest hope before now, but guessing would leave him with Faunus equality. "I know it seems selfish… But… I think it's okay to be sometimes."

The blonde nodded, giving her a winning smile. Now that they'd done, well, that, the cogs of his mind slowly turned to remind him of why she was here in the first place. "Oh, Pyrrha! Right!" Grabbing his scroll from the bedside table, he found a message from his partner. "She said she'll meet you at the gate to the festival grounds. I guess she's got other things she wants to do at the same time."

Blake nodded, making sure her clothes were fitted right and didn't make her look like she'd just had her mind melted by one, Jaune Arc. "I'll see you round then. Bye Jaune. And thanks again." She politely waved and ducked out of the room, the door clicking behind her.

He exhaled, his mind immediately thinking about what had just transpired. "I've…" His eyes slowly widened as his hands turned into excited fists. He threw them in the air and grinned widely. "Had sex with all of RWBY!"

"Oh how swell." A new voice froze him in his victory pose; a sadistic, bone chilling, and strangling voice. Eyes crept to the location of the intruder. He already knew who it was. "That's a pretty big accomplishment, boy."

Jaune turned to face her. "You."

"Me." She smirked, holding her hands out to present her form. Donning her usual dress, she folded one leg over the other. Her eyes shimmered with a dark flame as her eyes narrowed to his body, still shirtless.

"What do you want? Oh, silly question." He attempted to stare her down, but instantly knew he would lose.

Chuckling softly, she pressed a hand to her lips, looking delicate, but oh so deadly. "Oh, that's snarky!" She retorted, slowly pushing herself off the bed on the other side of the room, Ren's bed. He had no idea how long she'd been here, but he was sure Blake would've noticed her. "You're an odd one, Arc." She seductively whistled. "I always find myself coming back to you." Moving closer, her heels pressed into the carpet below. "You… Excite me. It's strange." Her fingers touched his chest, lightly tracing his muscles. "And… I sort of hate it."

He took a step back. This woman was not to be messed with, but it was hard to avoid her when she hunted him like her prey. "I hate that I feel weakened by you." She gritted her teeth, but still managed to keep her hauntingly charming smile. "I hate that you can dominate me, despite my best attempts." Her fingers pressed down on his chest, not caring for his wincing. "It feels good, but I hate that you beat me every time." This was a strange confession of hatred if Jaune had ever heard one.

Her hand on his chest suddenly forced him down onto the bed behind him, Pyrrha's once again. His eyes opened as his head hit the mattress. His vision was of Cinder and only Cinder, her hair cascading like smoke, covering his peripheral. He felt all the oxygen in his lungs vanish as her eyes penetrated his, an unbeatable gaze.

She kept one hand on his chest, near his throat while the other forced his pants to unbutton and unzip until she got a hand on his warm, hardening cock. It was still marginally wet from his previous encounter only moments ago, regardless of his efforts at drying it with the towel.

Taking her sweet time, she leisurely ran her fingers down his cock, going from tip to pelvis and back up again. This tone was far different from three minutes ago. He felt pressure on his body, her presence overwhelming him. If he could manage it, he could make her submit like every other time. The problem with that was her intimidation he sensed, putting fear into his soul.

Her tongue ran around her lips, giving them a soft shine before she slowly left kisses on his chest, her eyes never looking away from him. Slim fingers teasing the sensitive head of his cock, she giggled as she planted another kiss. His body twitched and attempted to struggle as her teeth grated against his skin slowly. "Settle down." Her words echoed in his head. "This'll be fun… I promise."

He couldn't help but stare helplessly at her. Her hand lightly running up and down his length, his arousal prevalent. "H-Hey…" He weakly started but was cut off by Cinder's other hand.

"Shh…" She parted her lips, showing her tongue's excited nature. "This time, I won't be climaxing to you." Her head moved down his chest towards his pelvis, kissing all the way over his stomach. Her lips kissed the side of his shaft, her tongue slow and reckless.

This would be his second blowjob in an hour, but he wasn't sure if he wanted it exactly. Although, her lips felt extremely relaxing already. He knew she'd be too good at this. She pulled his cock into her mouth, tasting his previous partner still present. "Oh, sh-" Jaune stopped himself, biting his tongue. Compliments were not on his agenda for her.

Her lips tightly squeezed his cock as she fit his whole length in her mouth first try. Hitting her throat, his thighs quivered, moving in to the sides of her head. Hands dug into his inner thighs, keeping them from clamping around her head, something she wasn't in the mood for.

She shook her head softly, small gags emitting from her throat, his erection feeling the effects of her mouths movements. Painfully slowly, she began pulling back, leaving saliva covering his member. Pre-cum was already on her tongue, tasting the oddly satisfying flavour. Her hand returned to the shaft of Jaune's member, tugging with a tight grip as she inhaled, moving her dress down to free her breasts. They bounced softly as Jaune laid his eyes upon them. He hated that he found her so appealing. So… Tempting.

Moving her body upwards, her breasts pressed against his thighs. Her burning eyes rolled over his body as she squeezed her shoulders and arms closer together, pushing her breasts to softly embrace his warm member. She pursed her lips, lowering her head and planting a kiss on his tip, getting more pre-cum in her mouth with a quick lick of her lips.

Cinder's face showed a seductive expression, seemingly happy and manipulative, although her mind was in a desperate struggle. She wanted to win; to make him cum without climaxing herself. That sounded easy enough, especially if she kept her legs closed, but the temptation was clawing at her. This boy, who shouldn't even mean a thing to someone so powerful, was her addiction.

The two of them found each other dangerous. Jaune's reason was obvious and Cinder couldn't help but feel insane lust after him.

Her ample breasts rubbed over his wet shaft, occasionally burying his tip in her bust. He couldn't keep a straight face, his cheeks reddening and his breathing hitching. Her smug expression served to stimulate him as she let her tongue fall onto the head whenever exposed. A weak hand lifted from his side and pinched one of her erect nipple, pressed down by his pelvis. He kept a firm grip as he tugged it towards him.

"A-Ah~ S-Stop that!" She commanded, trying to deny the odd satisfaction she felt. She cast her gaze upon his beet red face, but her stern look didn't last very long. His other hand grasped the opposite nipple, tugging the same. "Mmph!" Forcing herself not to break and moan aloud, she slammed her lips shut. Her core desired attention, but she'd resolved to avoid going to that extend, for her own victory.

Opening her lips just to fit his tip between, his body shuddered at the return of the warmth. Jaune… She moaned internally, forcing it to be this way rather than external. Her breasts bouncing, although not as freely with an anchor of four fingers, and her mouth and tongue lapping over the head, drinking in the pre-cum, he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly. His second one of the day.

Her dark hair draped down her fringe, hiding her left eye as Jaune's arms gave out, falling back to his side. "Mm!" She hummed abruptly, the pleasure spiking for a split second. Ample breasts collapsing to his base, her mouth took in a little more of his twitching shaft, her tongue putting pressure on his head as it rolled further down.

"I'm… Ah… Mmn…" Jaune groaned, a force below his waist growing stronger. Feeling his cock throbbing between her mounds and in her mouth, she felt his warm seed erupting into her mouth, the feeling satisfying, tasting like her personal victory.

The thick collection pooled beneath her tongue and around her teeth as her head faced downwards, still sucking and bobbing softly. She wished to swallow it, but found it equally hot and a form of her own dominance to leave him with his own mess. Her lips parted, his cock still between her open lips. Semen and her own saliva dripped and fell from her mouth, sliding down his length and amassing around his base. The warmth sensation helped him feel… Relaxed. Exhaustion washed over the boy, lying on his bed with his most animalistic need taken care of twice. Sleepy and pleasured, his mind wanted nothing more than immediate rest.

She spat on his cock once more before wiping her lips and smirking, seeing his eyelids begin to droop. "I guess I win. Easier than I thought." She giggled. "I must've been too hard on myself for thinking I was actually being out matched by you."

Her words and body language paraded she'd won, but her thoughts said otherwise. She knew she hadn't. All he'd done was pinch her nipples and she was about to straddle him that second. She was weak to him, and he wasn't given an equal chance. She bit into her bottom lip, covered her breasts and stood up.

As she neared the door, leaving Jaune to his own mess, she looked over her shoulder and sighed. "I'll see you later, Jaune." With that harsh tone and promise, she left. Jaune couldn't focus on her departure, his eyelids finally closing, leaving whomever comes in next to find him in such a dirty state.

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this, and I really hope you enjoy chapter 40!

Song: I'm Not Your Toy

Artist: La Roux

Album: La Roux