Chapitre 15: Chapter-15
She couldn't stop shaking.
Blake trembled from head to toe. Even her ears were shaking as Jaune pulled her down the street. Equal parts excitement and fear flowed through her veins, her heart pounding erratically. The taste of his seed lingered on her tongue, thick and musky, salty. She felt out of control, rudderless. She was barreling over the cliff face, hundreds of miles per hour and yet even with the fear, she wanted nothing more than to take the plunge. She wanted nothing more than for that swooping sensation in her stomach to take hold, that unmistakable feeling of free fall.
Whatever this was with Jaune, it was so much different than whatever was brewing with Yang.
With Yang, every action was second guessed, every thought over analyzed. She knew she liked her partner, liked her a lot . She strongly suspected Yang felt the same way, even. They hadn't spoken about it but it was there, plain to see. Blake could feel it in her bones. Yet she always hesitated; Yang always hesitated. She wasn't sure if she was scared of change or scared of simply messing up, but it stayed her hand time and time again.
Things with Jaune were different.
She wasn't sure when she first started viewing him the way she did now. Argus? She'd been so happy to see him then, after they'd escaped that horrid farm that she hadn't been able to control herself. She'd had to hug him, touch him, and stand with him as their teams reunited. Though at the time she'd thought it was simply friendship. Blake always thought he was a good guy; a little misguided and a little soft around the edges but a genuine friend. The type of friend you could really rely on when things got tough. The type of friend that wouldn't judge you for past mistakes, that didn't care if you were not who you said you were. He took you at face value and Blake had always appreciated that about him. His boyish good looks hadn't even been a factor.
Until they were.
Blake knew she wasn't the only one that noticed how handsome he was. Neon Katt tried to hide it but Blake saw everything. She saw the lingering looks, the tiny smiles they exchanged when they thought no one was looking. It was sweet. Then they weren't so shy. Something had happened between them, though she didn't know exactly what. Now Neon looked at him with a boldness that was unmistakable. Her eyes wanted to claim him.
Maybe she already had? Something ugly twisted in her gut.
And Yang... that night at the club, when she had pulled Jaune out onto the dance floor, she may as well have declared to the world to hear that Jaune was her man. At first, that had pricked her jealous side. Didn't they share something special? Wasn't that leading them somewhere? But she wasn't jealous of Jaune – or rather, not just jealous of Jaune. She had been also jealous of Yang.
Seeing them together had ignited a fierce flame inside her. She wouldn't let them leave her behind. She wanted Yang. She wanted her utterly and completely.
But she also wanted Jaune.
For some reason, she didn't hesitate when it came to him. Not like she did with Yang.
Those mothers also wanted him. Cerise most of all. She hadn't been lying; the woman was beautiful, incredibly so. She was an older woman with two wonderful daughters and yet she gazed at Jaune like a lovesick high school girl, absolutely smitten. She couldn't help but wonder if something had happened between them. The thought made her burn with indignation – and arousal.
They were going to fuck.
Just the idea had her soaked pussy clenching in desire. It almost caused her to double over, the contraction was so powerful. She made a little sound of pleasure, stifling it behind pressed lips as her hand squeezed his. Heat bloomed across her cheeks, scorching. Jaune thankfully hadn't heard her little squeak, though he squeezed her hand back.
She'd never been so turned on before. She knew her panties were ruined, there was no salvaging them. While she wasn't a virgin, she had only lay with Adam just the once. She'd been filled with nerves and it had been over quick, awkward and a little painful, but sweet. It was a bitter memory now filled with regrets and what ifs, and all the pain spanning in between, but at the time it had set her heart to burst.
Blake knew this was going to be nothing like that.
Jaune seemed so in control, so sure of himself. Nothing like the adorable dork he had been while they attended Beacon. She hadn't expected him to be experienced at this sort of thing but when he had touched her, fingered her in her Atlas dorm, those weren't the actions of a first timer. He knew how to find every spot that made her quiver and moan, and attacked them relentlessly to make her cum. She knew he was going to be just as skilled with his cock.
He was going to drown her in pleasure.
The motel they arrived at was small but reasonably well maintained. The clerk was wary. She couldn't blame him, not with the civil unrest happening across Mantle – but one glance at their attire, at their huntsman licenses, and suddenly he was more than receptive to their patronage. Having two huntsmen on site was a boon, one not easily gained. Having it fall into his lap was a stroke of good luck he wasn't willing to question.
Their room was small and modestly furnished, the bed large and neatly made. There was a bathroom and for a single moment, Blake wondered if he would want her to shower, but then the door closed and he was on her, guiding her towards the bed. Her coat fell to the ground, Gambol Shroud following and slowly, oh so slowly, he began working on her zippers and buckles. Blake breathed in deeply, their eyes meeting.
"Undress me?" he asked quietly. Blake bit her lip.
She started with his belts, unbuckling them and pulling them free. Crocea Mors thumped to the carpet, discarded as she started on his armor while he finished unzipping her body suit. It was molded to her flushed skin and it felt so good when he peeled it down her body, revealing her bra clad breasts. It was nothing special, a simple purple cotton piece, the material thin. Her nipples poked through effortlessly. When he reached her hips, he played with the waistband of her panties, tugging on it and letting it snap back against her tummy.
His armor fell away as the last strap was loosened, tumbling to join his sword on the floor with a clatter. Fisting his hoodie, she yanked it up along with his shirt, exposing his well muscled abs. She wanted to run her tongue along them, to taste his skin, but she needed to unwrap her present completely before she could eat her fill.
Her eyes feasted as she tossed his clothes aside, trailing over his chest and arms. Watched the way his muscles flexed as he grasped at her hips, his forearms rippling as he forced her pants and underwear down over her pert butt. Her musk and arousal instantly filled the room as the sodden material of her panties peeled away from her sticky cunt.
"Fuck, Blake," Jaune said, looking at her crotch. Blake shivered, her nipples hardening even more as he glimpsed her pussy for the first time. "Damn, you are drenched."
Jaune reached between her legs and touched her gently, loving how blistering hot she felt. Blake shook as he lightly stroked her hooded clitoris before dipping down, squeezing her plump vulva together with his fingers. Blake sighted his bulging cock and grabbed it firmly.
"I want this inside me," she said, almost delirious with want.
She shimmied her pants down and kicked off her shoes, all the while working on his pants. His boots were kicked away until they were both in nothing but their socks, and Blake in her bra. Reaching back, she unhooked it and let it fall, showing off her perky tits. She wasn't as big as Yang but she was reasonably endowed, her nipples puffy and the tips hard like diamonds.
"Get on the bed," he said and she obeyed instantly, falling back onto the soft comforter. She toed her socks off as she eyed his swinging erection, the head still leaking cum from her blowjob. The head was red and shiny, the shaft bulging with taut veins. It curved lightly upwards, the underside heavy with a thick ridge that ran from balls to crown.
That fat cock was about to fuck her senseless.
But Jaune had other plans. Blake jolted as he kneeled upon the bed and palmed her plump ass, shifting her further along the bed. Spreading her thighs wide, he admired her flushed and sticky vagina, peeling her lips apart. Blake groaned as he leaned in, heart stuttering as his face moved in between her legs.
"Oh," she made a sound of surprise, her pussy clenching powerfully.
He was going to eat her out.
Jaune gazed at her soaked tunnel with hunger, in love with the way it twitched and puckered as his breath wafted across her sensitive flesh. When his tongue darted out and swiped across her pretty little labia, Blake almost bucked up into his face in shock. Settling one hand upon her pelvis to keep her anchored, he spread her lips apart even further.
"Your pussy is so pretty, Blake," he said. "So pretty and pink, I love it."
Blake bit her lip in embarrassment though her mind instantly blanked as his tongue darted inside her, lapping at her in quick swipes. Her blood thrummed with pleasure as he pressed his entire mouth against her leaking hole, lips sucking and slurping as his tongue wriggled inside.
Sweet moans filled the room as he feasted on her. Her thighs twitched and threatened to snap shut, but she moved her hands down, holding her knees steady. Jaune's tongue made long, sweeping strokes from bottom to top, his nose brushing against her throbbing clit. When he groaned into her, Blake's eyes rolled back.
Her taste was heavy and thick, and set his cock to pounding. Jaune shifted his hips against the bed, rubbing the underside of his cock against the soft blanket. Chills ran up his spine, his cock head leaking as he sucked on her labia and coaxed her weeping hole even wider.
"Yes, right there," she moaned as he found a particularly good spot. Her belly tightened, molten heat gathering just below her navel. "Oh, Jaune. Oh~! Oh~! Yeeaaah, eat me~! Oh, it feels so good, Jaune~!"
Blake almost got whiplash when his free hand moved from her vulva, along her inner thigh and then to the apex of her cunt, his thumb teasing back the hood of her clit. It pounded eagerly as he rubbed it, strumming it side to side with his moist thumb.
It was too much. She had been sitting on the edge for so long, desiring his touch, his cock. Blake had been on the verge of cumming when she had sucked him off. There was no stopping it.
"Hnng~!" she keened, the knot in her stomach not so much unraveling as exploding without warning. Her back arched up off the bed as her breasts shook, nipples pointing at the ceiling as she choked, "Hnnnggggg-aaaah~! Jaune~! Ooooh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming~!"
Jaune groaned in appreciation as her pussy contracted powerfully, her entrance closing around his tongue. Her essence gushed across his lips and chin, forced out by her pulsing walls. Slurping it up, he leaned back as he continued to lightly stroke her clit, watching as her asshole winked with every contraction.
His cock throbbed with desire at the sight.
"Oooh," she cooed, tossing her head to the side. Her hips jerked every time he rubbed her clit, the feeling almost too intense to handle. When he gave it a light peck and sucked it gently between his lips, her legs finally won and clamped closed around his cheeks, her hands pushing against the top of his head.
Jaune huffed a laugh and pulled away, his mouth and chin glistening with her wetness. When she saw this, her insides squirmed with pleasure. Keeping her thighs pressed together, she wriggled up the bed until her head rested on the pillows.
"Did you enjoy that?" he asked, licking his lips as he admired her body. Her pale skin was flushed and sweaty, and glistened beneath the dull lighting of the room. Crawling up to her, he ran his hands along her smooth, supple legs. Her muscles twitched beneath his touch, a languid groan pulled from her throat as he kneaded and massaged her calves, her thighs.
Her pussy continued to leak down over her ass, onto the bed spread beneath them. Her vulva looked especially plump and swollen with her thighs clamped together, her slit closed tightly. Shuffling forward on his knees, he grasped his member by the base and rubbed the head of his cock against her tender flesh. Her vulva spread easily, his fat head quickly becoming slick with her arousal as he rubbed it up and down.
"I loved it," she said, eyes smoldering with lust. Feeling his flaring glans against her opening, she tensed in anticipation.
"How do you want it?" he teased, pulling away slightly only to bring his cock down harshly. An audible smack filled the air as he slapped his meat against her, her pussy shaking from the impact. Blake groaned. "How would you like it?"
"Just like this," she said breathlessly, opening her legs to him. Jaune hummed as her clit peaked out at him. "Fuck me deep. I want all of your cock. Ravish me, Jaune. I want it so badly; look how badly I want it."
Her fingers trailed down her belly and peeled her lips apart, showing off her drooling entrance.
"Shit," he whispered, stroking his cock eagerly. Grabbing her legs, she gave a playful shriek as he pulled her until he loomed above her, dwarfing her body with his own. Guiding his cock with a steady hand, he pressed into her, pleasure engulfing him as he forced his way into her tight embrace. And she was tight, oh so tight.
Blake whimpered as he spread her walls apart in one, smooth push. When his cock head grinded over her g-spot, she saw stars, and then she lost her breath as he bumped firmly against her cervix. Gasping, she wrapped her arms around his muscular torso, digging her fingers into his well defined back. She pulled him down until his chest rested against hers, squashing her breasts between them.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Jaune whispered in her ear and her cunt compressed around him. "You're so tight, Blake. So fucking hot."
He stayed completely sheathed inside her for a moment, letting her adjust to his size before pulling back. With his body completely pressed against her, he couldn't retreat far but that didn't matter. With a snap of his hips, he slammed back into her to the hilt, his balls tapping against her lovely ass. Blake gave a shout of pain and pleasure, her eyes closing in bliss as he banged into her as deep as possible. Her legs hiked up behind him, spread wide and open for him.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me, fuck—ohh~! Jaune~! Ahnn~!"
Her nails threatened to break skin as he began to rut into her, hips pumping vigorously, flesh clapping together as Jaune built up a steady rhythm. Their bodies grinded together, his pelvis rubbing her throbbing clit every time he shifted, her nipples dragging across his chest. Her pussy was locked tight around his length, spasming every time he tapped deep, clenching down in an attempt to stop any retreat. Her folds clung to his wide glans, the ridge of his crown catching on every one.
Blake was utterly consumed by him. Everything left her mind but Jaune. She could think of nothing else but the young man fucking into her with his massive cock. His scent filled her nose, that clean musk of man. His taste burned across her lips and tongue as she bit and sucked at his neck and shoulder, intoxicating. Her uterus burned as he pressed against it again and again, pain and pleasure mixing together until she was delirious with it. Though there was little pain now, just mind numbing desire and want.
She was just as tight as Yang was, yet she could take his length easier than the blonde girl could. Jaune loved the way her entire body tensed and shook whenever he pressed against the mouth of her womb, her cunt milking him as he rocked in and out. Burying his nose in her hair, he inhaled deeply as his nose brushed against her cat ears. That sent her body into overdrive, trembling harder.
"Shit," he breathed into her hair, grunting lightly as he picked up the pace even further. Her teeth clamped down harder on his shoulder, stifled mewls escaping her. "You feel so fucking good, Blake."
That familiar knot of boiling lust was beginning to twist and curl in her belly, larger than ever before. Pulling her mouth off him, she couldn't even admire the impressive love bite she had imprinted upon him, her eyes rolling as he sealed the head of his cock to her cervix and began grinding in tight, sharp circles.
"Uhnn~! Ahh~! Ahn~! Mmmhm~!" she mindlessly moaned, her pussy twitching rapidly. Her nails raked down his back, one hand moving further down to harshly squeeze his firm ass. His hips jolted at that. "Oooh~! F-Fuuuck~! Jaune~!"
She was barreling towards climax.
"Are you going to cum?" he spoke into her hair, focusing on his grinding. The tip of his dick was alight with intense sensation, his breathing becoming labored as he refused to let up. "Kitty gonna cum?"
Blake sobbed as she approached the brink, biting her lip as her entire body locked up – and then he stopped.
Blake panted, staring at the ceiling in shock.
"J-Jaune?" she asked, his cock completely still within her, hot and hard. "Jaune? What are you--?"
"Let's change positions."
She was so, so close.
"No, please," she tried to argue as he pulled out of her grasp. She stared up at him with wide, pleading eyes. She squeezed her silken pussy around him, trying to keep him there. "I'm so close, Jaune. Fuck me until I cum."
"Trust me," he said, pulling his cock free of her clutching depths. She moaned at the loss, feeling empty and cold. She stared at his cock, thick and long, covered in her essence. She reached for it desperately, stroking the head before fisting the shaft and pumping it quickly. "Blake?"
"You fucking tease," she accused crossly, feeling her body reeling back from the edge. "You better make me cum."
"I will, I promise," he assured her with a grin. She looked amazing, spread out before his eyes, slick with sweat and her little slit gaping lewdly at him. Her vulva was flushed bright red, her clit standing on end. "Flip over."
Blake took a moment, her limbs refusing to work properly. She gave a startled laugh, feeling a little like a tortoise stuck on its back as she finally rolled over and went to rise up on her hands and knees.
Jaune placed a hand on her spine, keeping her pressed flat.
"Just like this," he said, grabbing her hips and pulling her into position. Leaning over her, he rested his cock between her plump, shapely cheeks. "I want to take you just like this."
Blake shivered as he mounted her ass, dragging his cock until it lined up with her burning quim. Her cunt took him easily, eagerly. Blake groaned as his wonderful cock entered her, gliding in effortlessly until he was hilted within her. The curve of his cock and the new angle had him grinding against the back of her passage, pressing against her womb differently.
She loved it.
Jaune pressed firmly against her meaty ass, placing one hand on her shoulder while the other balanced him upon the bed. Then he moved. At first slowly, rocking gently into her – but soon enough, he was pulling back until the head of his cock peeked out from her tight little hole, dangerously close to slipping free before thrusting back into her balls deep. Blake moaned as he fucked her with his entire length, long, smooth, gliding shots to her womb that had her belly clenching and toes curling.
"Oh, you're so deep," she cried, hands seizing the blanket and nearly tearing it. Jaune grunted as he increased the power of his strokes, her ass rippling from each clapping impact. Sweat trailed down his chest as he rolled his hips whenever he struck deep, grinding deliciously against her back wall. The muscles of her back flexed every time he bottomed out, lithe and powerful.
"Uhhn~! Ahhn~! Oooh, fuck – yes, yes, right there," Blake buried her face in a pillow, biting down on the fabric. Her muffled moans grew sharper.
Curling his feet around the insides of her knees, Jaune pried her legs apart as he continued to rail her. His balls bounced off her sopping wet snatch, tightening with pleasure as he felt the familiar stirrings of orgasm approach. Running his hand down her back, he reached under her prone form and gripped one of her amazing tits, giving it a harsh squeeze.
Blake shuddered, twisting her head to the side as two particularly deep shots to her uterus ripped a howl from her throat. Jaune felt her pussy begin to twitch and contract around his girth.
"Hnng – c-cumming," Blake choked out, that hot ball of lust bursting without warning.
Jaune groaned deeply as her cunt milked him aggressively, throbbing around his pistoning length. His cock flexed and swelled, yet he clamped down, fucking her through her orgasm as she shattered beneath him. Broken cries passed through her clenched teeth, tears leaking from her eyes as he pounded into her relentlessly.
"Cum in me," she begged.
Bringing his weight down on her, he wrapped his arms around her sweaty torso as he erupted within her. His body tingled all over as his hips jerked with each pulse of semen, firing messily against her cervix in great heaving gushes. Blake felt his molten seed filling her belly, spreading his warmth through her body. He was in danger of crushing her, yet she didn't care. She felt so good beneath him.
"Jaune," she whined in bliss. "Knock me up~!."
Jaune kept rocking into her as his balls emptied themselves into her womb. The thought of getting Blake pregnant made it feel even sweeter. When he finally finished firing his load, he breathed in deeply, running his lips across the nape of Blake's neck. She arched against him, wiggling her hips as aftershocks of her powerful orgasm rolled through her. They stayed this way for several minutes, enjoying the intimacy. Even after cumming so hard, his cock was still steel within her, his erection unabashedly poking against her womb.
Finally he pulled away, though only far enough to roll them to the side. He spooned her from behind, still buried inside her twitching depths. Blake stretched languidly, her toes pointed as she arched her back against his chest. He fondled her breasts lazily, lightly pinching her tender nipples as she hummed in contentment.
"That felt so good," she admitted. "You fucked me so good, Jaune. Did you feel good?"
He couldn't stop touching her, fingers trailing over her ribs and tracing the lines of her fit, young body. Her skin was so soft and smooth, slick with perspiration. Having his strong, powerful hands soothing her sensitive body felt exquisite.
"I felt good," he confirmed, kissing her shoulder. She grabbed his hands and began toying with his fingers. "Really good, Blake. You're so cute and sexy – did you really think I wouldn't feel good with you?"
She shrugged shyly. "It's just... you're still hard."
Her quivering snatch squeezed him.
"Oh," he said, chuckling. Blake loved the way it vibrated through her. "That's just because you turn me on so much. Trust me – you made me feel amazing."
"Okay," she said, accepting his answer. He gave her a curious look but didn't question it, snuggling against her back. She smelt so good, freshly fucked. "Do you want... do you want to have sex some more?"
Her tone was hopeful. While she was a little sore, her desire had not been extinguished.
Jaune had never heard a better question in his life.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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