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So, I’ve been thinking...

With the holidays so quickly on their way, I would like to have some additional money to buy gifts, maybe finally have some art made, you all get the point. And because of that:

Commissions Are Now Open.

The same rules apply as Prompts, but Commissions have priority as I view them as legitimate work and will be worked on until completion. But, there are many other writers who take Commissions, so I would like to say that:

Buy One Commission, Get One Half Off.

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Hello.

To whom it may concern, I haven’t been posting in the past two weeks as much as I could have been as I have been busy with many changes at work and my social life increasing with holidays on their way. That being said, I do plan on trying to make more time to write.

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Prompts.

Would anyone like to see the full list of Prompts I have received and accepted so far?

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Once Upon A Prompt: Three

Prompt: [RWBY]

Vampiric Jaundice

As requested by FanFiction user Spaceyboyo.

Jaune's family is slaughtered by vampires and he vows to wipe them off of Remnant. Another girl is suffering as well and they both have to survive the cruel reality of life together or die in vain.

The moonlight streamed down through the curtains of fog that hung heavy across the land, enveloping the mortal world in a thick white cloud that threatened the sense of sight itself. The wheels of a carriage creaked and cracked as the horses driving the compartment ever forward into the night passed over gnarled roots and fresh puddles of mud. The distant sound of a baying pack of wolves brought a chill to the air that the cold couldn't. Inside the cart, Jaune felt a sense of unease. For how long he had been doing this, unease was a feeling that he had become intimate with long ago. Even with Ruby at his side, he felt the icy blade of fear stab at his spine, twisting painfully to make his legs useless. His joints cracked, despite his age. The pallid color of his countenance spoke of a gravedigger's profession, always under the gentle light of night, never under the warmth of the sun. "Your suitcase is quite unique," spoke a gentleman in the seat across from him, smiling awkwardly as if he were trying to make small talk if only for the sake of making the journey less tense for all of them. "I've never seen that insignia before, are you from out of country?" Jaune stared at the man before feigning a smile, clearing his throat before responding. "Indeed, though not so far as you would expect. Certainly, your accent is not new to me, and the only real difference I can tell is in government." "And in cuisine," spoke Ruby beside him, a smile gracing her own fair lips. "Our last meal was a rather tasteless bit of meat, with only a bit of garlic to add any flavor. It was nearly too tough to cut through, as well." Jaune's eyes sparkled humorously, but he hid it behind stoicism quite effectively. "Indeed," he said, "wherever we go, food is not like it is back home."

The gentleman toyed with the top button of his vest, looking out the small window beside him. The breeze filtered in and blew some of his finely styled hair up, giving him the appearance of elegance. He appeared to be a man of considerable wealth, if his expensive outfit was anything to go by. And his handsome features tied the suit together flawlessly, along with a golden pocket watch in his suit pocket. The chain glittered briefly as the moonlight poked its way through to the inside of the cabin. "Well, I can attest to that. I myself am not originally from here, I've been here for quite a few years, however," the man responded, fixing his collar, and finally looking to Ruby, his facial features pained as he gazed upon the cross hanging from her neck. "A-are you two on business here from the church? Such a beautiful cross... made of... silver, you must be held in high regards by those in power." "The church recognizes us, but we are not officials," Ruby said, still smiling. Her tone was of the sweetest honey, it was almost unnerving to the man. "When you're in our line of work, you tend to be in the favor of a higher power," Jaune said, his own smile still gracing the cabin. The man shifted uncomfortably in his seat, the hard wood creaking underneath him. A smell finally made itself known to him, foul and horrifyingly intense. And it was coming from the damned briefcase. He was going to be sick. "What's the matter? Why, you look deathly ill," Jaune said, still smiling, though now ever wider. "It's nothing, just a little bit of motion sickness, that's all..." the man said, waving everything off. "That's funny, I have motion sickness. And what you seem to be going through," there was a small click, and the sound of a wooden contraption being released of tension as a crossbow bolt flew from under Jaune's coat straight to the heart of the man, "is not it."

The man gave a hiss, his entire body going stiff in his seat as he clutched at the bolt with an almost thankful expression. In almost an instant the cabin was filled with the stench of decay and death as his fresh cadaver rotted straight to the bone, a cloud of flies and a cloud of purple flying out the window. “If only he hadn't been so obvious,” Ruby said, almost sorrowfully. She relaxed, her smile turning to a straightened grimace. “He smelled of dried blood, I don't think I've ever seen one so inept at hiding their curse.” Jaune sunk back into his seat, bringing his crossbow up to eye-level. The bolt had struck true, as it always did. They averted another catastrophe, though narrowly. He didn't want to strike, but they were kind of forcing his hand. It was either them or him, and if Jaune had it his way it would never be Ruby. Even if he himself had to fall. Outside of the cabin, at the front of the carriage, the driver held onto his cross tightly, muttering a psalm to himself as the horses fretted amongst themselves softly, carrying on through the mist.

While not exactly what was requested, I believed that this was suitable. That being said, I would like to point out that I did not write this myself, and it goes to the co-writer I have for Summer Rose. Which is why this prompt came out when it had. They felt inspired by the prompt and requested to handle it on their own as well as try and make a series off of it that I will be co-writing with them. There is already more written for this prompt, but this was the prompted section given to me. More information will be given in time.

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Once Upon A Prompt: Two

Prompt: [RWBY]

A Runaway With Nowhere to Run

As requested by Tumblr user: armofthespoonfiend

I would like to see futa Blake get Yang and Raven in a threesome. A double Titfuck would be great to start with and maybe some Anal. Thanks.

“Nnngh… Y-Y-”

Blake’s pants filled the bland, but humid room she found herself in. What was supposed to be a normal night reading her new book had somehow lead to this, and now she was lying down on her bed. Or would it be more accurate to say that she had been pinned down. Regardless of the specifics on her situation, the young Faunus woman had been covered in a thin layer of sweat with her hair sticking to the sides of her flushed face. Her spine tingled, her hips bucked, and her hands clasped at the sheets beneath her - this was torture.

She fought back a loud moan and bit her lower lip with moderate force, the rest of her body tensing up. “O-okay, you can stop now.. I said I was sorry!” Blake pleaded, her eyes glazed over as she watched the cause of her current supposed torture. What exactly caused this affliction was what was lying on top of her, or rather, whom. The black haired beauty was not alone in her bed as she was being accompanied by two others.

“C’mon, Kitty cat, don’t tell me you expect that won’t work?~” The dark haired woman teased, a large toothy grin present on her face as she pressed closer to, applying more pressure to Blake’s blight and making her shudder.

On the opposite side lied a young blonde who had been both identical to her messy black-haired counterpart, and very familiar to Blake. Which, was expected, considering that the blonde who was currently pressing her large breasts against Blake’s throbbing 8” futa cock was none other than her busty partner herself, Yang.

“Yang, please..”

“I don’t want to hear it, Blake. Do I look mad to you?” Yang asked, turning her lilac eyes to look at her flustered partner, trying to use them as the only proof that she would need. It worked, mostly, as Blake had found a speck of comfort in the fact that she knew if Yang had been upset, her eyes would be burning as red as the woman across for her. According to both of the women who’d been working their large, soft breasts against Blake’s fat, throbbing shaft with that damned monster strength that seemed to run in the family. Blake considered herself to be pretty big, at least her experience with previous partners told her that she definitely didn’t want to ever be on the receiving end of a cock her size. But, despite that confidence in how her girl cock stacked, she was marveled at the sight of the mother and daughter team sandwiching her length, completely smothering every thick and pulsing inch and squeezing her in ways she had never felt before.

As if being driven by Blake’s powerful reactions, Yang and Raven began to pick up speed in shared ministrations, their oiled breasts sliding up and down the throbbing cock seemingly without a care for the Faunus girl’s protests.

“Mmmh… uhh… Y-Yang.. I’m sorry I left you, just please st-uh-stop..” Blake pleaded, her panting becoming much louder, her back arching as she’d been working up even more of a sweat. She was incredibly sensitive, and having two large, sleek sets of breasts rubbing against her entire shaft with each movement they made. Blake would try and push at either of their heads again, but the last time she did that, she ended up getting a very threatening glare from two sets of red eyes. “I can’t take much more.”

“Just shut up, Blake. I already told you that I’m not mad, this is just to teach you a lesson-”

“-that a Branwen always gets what she wants, no matter how much it tries to scurry away, little Kitty.” Raven finished Yang’s statement with a smug grin. The tribal leader was a woman who spent her life doing what she wanted to do, she left because she wanted, and she was doing this, a favor Yang had asked her for, because she wanted to do so. The idea was appealing, ‘make a Faunus girl with a big dick cum her brains out’, but being here, seemingly so close to finishing of the poor girl, with her daughter no less. It was a bit exhilarating, to be honest, and reminded her of her youth before she’d been with Taiyang, getting caught up in whatever sexual experiment or venture she could, sometimes in friendly competitions with her brother, Qrow.

A rather powerful jerk from Blake’s hips pulled Raven back out from her thoughts. Just in time for Blake to claw and rip at the sheets beneath them, her body quivering in a fashion that almost seemed painful for the poor Faunus girl. Her head swirled when she hadn’t been thrashing and squirming about. She’d been dizzy, her eyes had been slowly losing focus as they’d began to rolled to the top of her eye lids. Her tongue began to lull out of her panting mouth, each labored breath releasing steam as they quickened in pace. Blake was losing it, her powerful, animalistic urges reaching boiling points.

Yang couldn’t help but grin as she watched Blake was becoming an incoherent mess, the power she felt in driving her partner to such a reaction was adding a few points to her ego. Sure, she had her mother with her, and she had done this plenty of times on her own, but Blake was turning this into a fun show. She wanted to see the finale, to top this little game off with an explosive finish. And to help with that, Yang decided to lean in closer and gave Blake’s swollen, bulbous tip a slow lick, trailing her warm tongue against it as she and her mother continued to rub and squeeze the length of the large cock with their soft breasts.

Finally, after just a few more moments of unbearable licking, the likes of which that Blake had seldom received, Blake let out a long and piercing cry as she tore at the sheets beneath her. Both Yang and Raven pressed against each other a bit more, pushing their breasts against the trembling cock with greater force until the fat, futa cock gave a mighty jerk and the young Faunus girl came. The mother and daughter partners in crime could do nothing but smirk and grin at the sight of Blake cumming hard, hot and thick ropes of the creamy alabaster seed firing up nearly two feet above their heads before landing onto their breasts in messy splashes. Shot after shot, Yang watched on in wonder, her grin shifting into an expression of surprise at just how virile and potent her partner had been, marvelling at the long ribbons of cum that now adorned her breasts, her cheek, and who knew where else.

“Holy shit, Blake!”

After what must’ve been a minute or so, Blake’s orgasm finally subsided, her once loud scream now nothing more than a feeble, trembling whimper. She mewled and panted loudly, her chest rising and falling as she just drank in her afterglow. She felt as if she’d been floating in a hot bath after running a marathon.

Unfortunately for her, this wasn’t over yet…

But this prompt, however, is. I have never written any Futa stories before, and because of that, I decided to do this prompt, which is the third I received, second. I also made this prompt much shorter than the first one, but neither of them were intended to be as long as they were when they were published.

Regardless, I hope you enjoyed it, armofthespoonfiend.

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Questions Are Now Open

I did not realize that they were not on, which might explain some things.

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A favorite.

My latest Ruby/Jaune One-Shot written for Nine Days of Lancaster.

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Once Upon A Prompt: One

Prompt: [RWBY]

Arkos Power Play

As requested by reddit user Deathisrebirth:

Jaune dominates Pyrrha. Makes her wears outfits. Grabs her hair and face fucks her.

“Almost done?.” Jaune’s voice had cheerfully rung out as he smiled and sat on the edge of his bed, his eyes occasionally bouncing from one random object to another in their dorm. This seen was a very common one for the members of Team JNPR as it was a Tuesday. Tuesday had been the day that Nora insisted that Jaune and Pyrrha kept to themselves, being an incentive for Pyrrha in the past to try and admit her feelings to Jaune. And, boy, did she. What was once a fruitless venture of Pyrrha trying and failing to try and get the young Arc to try and look at her in a new light, the same light that she saw him in, had somehow one day bore fruit. She confessed her feelings, and after a brief amount of time for Jaune to look at his admittedly beautiful partner as more than just a friend, he returned the gesture on a later Tuesday.

But, as time would pass and their relationship blossomed, it became increasingly more apparent that both partners would draw odd looks from Nora and the rest of their friends, barring Ren and Blake, of course. They continued on for many weeks until one week Jaune found out from Ruby, who may or may not had sold her friends out for a box of cookies, that Yang, Nora, and somehow Weiss had all been placing bets on what the young couple did with their Tuesdays. After they confronted their friends, one thing led to another, and Nora and Yang bluntly admitted that they should be ‘bangin’ by now, and that was one of the only reasons Nora and Ren still left the room available on said days.

After defending themselves with words of awkward embarrassment and shallow words of supposed abstinence, the couple claimed that they never thought of it, which was met with different levels of doubt. But, with the thoughts now in their heads, Pyrrha admitted that should Jaune ever want to, she would be more than happy to advance their relationship. Needless to say, the young Knight was awestruck and positively blighted by nervousness. How could he not be with someone like Pyrrha?

But Pyrrha became adamant, seeing how Jaune not only doubted himself before even trying, he also distanced himself from her. She wouldn’t have that, she refused to lose what she tried so hard for to gain and make her own, especially over something as trivial as sex. It was a healthy thing, and everyone had needs they needed to take care of, and after a week of trying, she finally convinced him to give it a try.

She was blown away.

While it was obvious that they both enjoyed themselves, Pyrrha was astonished at just how amazing everything felt. She wasn’t sure if Jaune was just so amazing at it, or if her body had been longing for him for so long that it trained itself to accept whatever he did or tried with her. Whatever it was, she had to have more.

And more she would have as she eased into the conversation of kinks and fantasies, telling him that, once again, it had been a healthy step in a healthy relationship. While she was more than willing to announce hers to him, she was met with resistance from him as he claimed that she was perfect how she was and nothing needed to be done differently. And though she agreed that he already took care of her needs, her wants were another story that had yet to be opened. She gently pushed to learn more, trying to ease him until he was comfortable to admit of his guilty fantasies.

“Yes, I’m almost done!” Pyrrha called out from the bathroom which had the door creaked open to allow easy communication between the two, but not open enough for Jaune to see her like this. Pyrrha pushed and she prodded to squeeze something, anything out of him, and she could definitely say that she saw why he was apprehensive over the subject. She admitted to him that she wanted to feel him dominate her, and he admitted he wanted her to dress up into a certain outfit. Jaune told her that he could get it, so long as she agreed that she wouldn’t tell anyone and get mad, to which she eagerly promised.

Well, she wasn’t expecting this...

Jaune’s attention was pulled back to reality as he heard the door open further and the familiar sound of heels clicking off of the floor. The sound had truly been distinct… but not to Pyrrha’s heels. As he looked at her, he couldn’t keep his enjoyment hidden as his jaw dropped. “W-wow, I really owe Ruby for this one.”

Pyrrha stood before him, a playful smile donning her lips as she was adorned in Weiss’s typical combat uniform. And not just a replica, or even a larger set of the no doubt custom clothing, but the genuine article, snatched expertly by Jaune’s inside girl. The difference between Weiss and Pyrrha’s clothing preference was as apparent as their differences in stature, which was only even greater displayed given Pyrrha’s current attire.

Where Weiss stood 5’3” in heels, Pyrrha had been 6’0” in her own. Where Weiss’s dress went down to her thighs, it rested noticeably higher, riding up her much larger and supple legs by a few more inches and giving a better display to her creamy skin. The small piece of black lace that normally sat in front of Weiss’s necklace, that Ruby was unable to grab, had been stretched out while the dress scarcely contained Pyrrha’s much larger bust. Even the bolero clung to the Champion’s arms, barely even making it to the sides of her breasts. All around, the outfit was far too tight and almost seemed a bit childish on someone with Pyrrha’s strong, but womanly shape.

“Well… how do I look?” Pyrrha asked in a low, sultry tone as she slowly stepped towards him, swaying her wide hips in an almost exaggerated fashion that made the bottom of the dress bounce up with each step, giving him a glimpse of her white laced panties that left him wondering if Ruby stole those, too.

As he looked at her, Jaune admitted that the thought of Pyrrha in Weiss’s outfit seemed almost like a joke to put on her when written down on paper, but to actually see her in it, not even including whenever she was in motion, was really getting his blood pumping. A thrill slowly made its way up his back and he gave the covers beneath him the smallest of squeezes as he found his pants becoming increasingly cramped.

“Like a Queen.”

“Oh? I think I like hearing you say that..”

"Say it.." Pyrrha’s breathing had been hitched, her well experienced body trying to keep itself regulated. She found her knees to be trembling as they pressed against each other in the slightest of ways, her eyes would occasionally glaze over from the stimulation she'd been receiving, and finally she'd slowly been arching her back just at the right angle to push her large and firm rear out into view. These were all seemingly done unconsciously, as if her body know what she wanted, what she needed; even if she couldn't say it. Of course, he would notice these things.

He always noticed. Her body had been pressed against the wall, kept at an angle that allowed no comfort to her. His left hand had a powerful grasp along her long red hair as he'd been using that to pin her body, and more specifically her head, against the wall. With her arms bound by Weiss’s bolero, she was completely open and at his mercy. "J-Jaune, please..." Pyrrha’s voice had been shrill as she turned her head back towards him as best she could, her green eyes big and bright as the build up of tears threatened to ruin what was left of her make up. "Please don't make m-" Pyrrha’s eyes winch shut as she bit her lip from the sensation of Jaune giving her big ass a firm smack, causing it to bounce and shake from the impact. The skirt of the dress had been hiked up a bit further to expose her rear to his prying eyes and his harsh punishment. Pyrrha’s breathing accelerated at the sharp sting and her body trembled. She panted and kept her eyes closed, trying her best to keep from whimpering like the weak pet she'd become whenever she'd so much as touch him. "Try again." His tone was uncharacteristically serious, but so familiar to Pyrrha. His cobalt eyes were glaring down at her statuesque body that’d been confined in an outfit at least two sizes too small, so cultivated by years of hard work, so well maintained. It was all his now, and she knew it. She begged him to make it his, begged him to claim her and begged him to do everything he wanted to do to her. Built up saliva slowly drip down from her lips as she panted, her creamy breasts rising and falling in the tight, white dress with each labored breath. She couldn’t handle much more, she desperately wanted him to just fuck her already, to give her the mind-numbing orgasm that he threatened her, but would let slip away whenever she could feel its maddening embrace. It was always like this. "Jaune..." This time, Pyrrha squealed and pressed against the wall when Jaune gave her ass another harsh slap, making sure to hit the same exact spot that now burned and left a large red mark, an imperfection on her smooth and creamy skin. Tears welled up in Pyrrha’s eyes as she pressed her face against the wall, her forehead driving against it as her body shook from the pain and the following pleasure. "I told you to beg for it, we both know just how badly you want it.” Jaune said, finding the sight of her trembling, loving that she so desperately pressed herself against the wall to try and escape anymore punishment yet pressed her now burning red ass back against him just as frenzied.

“Look at you, you're already trembling and whimpering just from getting your fat ass spanked." He continued, now leaning in closer, each word that escaped his mouth being directed towards her ear. He was so close now, so close he could feel the heat that radiated off of her and smell the light sheen of sweat that had been developing on her body from the past thirty minutes of 'training'. He chuckled at how stubborn she could be, having seen this song and dance so many times, yet it never bored him. He found it thrilling to take his 'Invincible' partner, who was no doubt leagues more skilled than he still was, and put her in her place. The place she wanted. Even if he wasn't fucking her to his heart's content, enjoying how tight and soaking she'd be around his cock and how she used them to try and milk out load after thick, creamy load, Jaune still got an insatiable power high from pinning her down, spanking, groping, and turning her powerful body into little more than puddy for him. It was addictive, and that's why he couldn’t truly care whether she begged or not for his fat cock to fill her up just right. But, that’d be a reward, and bad girls couldn’t get rewards. They got punished, punished with spankings, punished with being forbidden to reach their peak, and punished with a good time for someone else.

“You know, if you don’t speak up, Pyrrha, I’m going to find a use for that mouth of yours.” Jaune nearly growled into her ear, the captive redhead gasping and sucking in air through clenched teeth as the blonde’s fingers slowly trailed over the red marks on her shapely ass. The skin had been sensitive to the touch as blood rushed their, the sensation alone being enough for the poor girl to shake, a deep tingling dancing up her spine.

When Pyrrha still said something after a few seconds even as her eyes met his, he decided that she didn’t want it at all. Instead, he gripped her hair much tighter and pulled her face off of the wall as he forced her back to arch before he gave her ass a powerful and rough smack, then another, then another, and one final slap, each met with her literally squealing and screaming out for dear life at the sharp sting. The tears spilled down her cheeks from all the movement as she’d been bouncing on her toes in short but powerful spasms, her legs shaking and her back arching even further. Pyrrha could do nothing but cry from the burning on her rear, the abused skin alight from each punishing strike that left it a vibrant red in contrast to the rest of her skin. The strong Champion sobbed and whimpered, the tears that now so freely streamed down her cheeks, bleeding her makeup with them, were born the the sharp pain of being spanked so hard and thoroughly, and the pleasure of it all. Pyrrha didn’t care how deprived she was, she wanted more, she wanted to be treated like the bad little girl that she was when she was with Jaune.

Without being any ounce of gentleness, Jaune all but forced Pyrrha down onto her knees and turned her around towards him. He was greeted with the sight of her eyes slightly swollen and red from crying, but she’d been panting as if she put her body through a marathon, each breath being so heated with excitement that he swore he saw steam. As she sat on her knees, she bit her lip and looked at him, her eyes unwavering, begging for more. He had to admit, he was having fun being a bit rough with her, but he couldn’t explain why he so easily went along with the idea of doing things to this level with his girlfriend. He long since abandoned the idea of holding back as he’d only get lies of she enjoyed herself or she was completely satisfied.

No.

There was only one way to guarantee that Pyrrha had been utterly satisfied, and that was him to push her boundaries, constantly remind her that until she said stop, or no, all was fair and accepted and she was worth as much to him as a cheap toy. And because of that, as Pyrrha was down on her knees, her ass sore and abused, her arms tied behind her back, and her breathing being as frantic as it was, Jaune lifted up his hand, and brought it down directly against her cheek.

Pyrrha’s heartbeat spiked as her breathing stopped, her eyes winch closed and her body nearly gave out, a powerful wave of tingling shock cascaded down her spine. She wept, her lips quivering as she felt the amazing heat coming from her cheek, the pleasure causing her to double forward as she squeezed her knees together, soaking Weiss’s panties in her own hot juices. But, as she tried to move, Jaune’s hand snapped up and gripped her by her cheeks, squeezing as he lifted her head back up towards him. “What did I tell you, huh? If you won’t do anything useful with that dirty mouth of yours, I’ll give it a use.”

Pyrrha took in what breaths she could like this, her panting having evolved into loud huffing as her head was swimming. Her vision blurred and she nearly lost her balance with each sway of her head, but Jaune kept her grounded. Oh, how she loved this. Oh, how she loved him. As she drifted from consciousness and to the innate, almost primal state of euphoria, she was suddenly brought back when she felt something long and thick smack against her face. With a few confused blinks to bring the life back into her eyes, Pyrrha had become absolutely delighted at the realization that she’d now been greeted with Jaune’s hard and throbbing cock pressing against her cheek. She marveled at the heat it gave off as she drank in the manly scent in deep breaths until she’d uncontrollable let her tongue slip out of her panting lips. She gulped, her gaze fixated on each fat vein and pulse. Then, almost on cue with a silent command, she tilted her head back and opened her mouth, letting the upsurge of hot saliva drip down from the tip of her tongue, staining Weiss’s dress. She fought back a few gulps, desiring to keep her mouth nice and lubricated like a hot bath just for Jaune’s member.

Jaune watched as his deprived girlfriend made herself available for the punishment that he was sure she no doubt expected back when her mind was rational. It was invited, he had to admit, and would love to take things slow and just ease things in and enjoy her hot mouth, but he had other plans. He gripped her now disheveled and messy red strands of hair tightly, angled her head just right, and looked her in the eyes once more. Then he roughly, and unceremoniously, drove his hips forward, driving each thick inch down into her waiting throat, his pulsing cock now all the way into the tight, squeezing embrace with one just thrust.

Apologies to reddit user, Deathisrebirth, as this was all I was willing to write for just a prompt. I do hope that you enjoyed it all the same.

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Prompts of No Consequence

Prompts are something I’ve never truly done, at least not outside of my circles of friends and peers. 

I would like to experience participating in doing them.

So, if you would like me to try and write something for you, feel free to send me your requests. 

I am open to almost any series you would like me to try my hand at, but I would prefer it be something I am familiar with. Should it be something I am not familiar with, such as a specific character, I may ask for additional information.

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Links

Here’s the links to my fan fiction:

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/9605410/A-Writer-of-No-Consequence

And here is the link to my AO3:

http://archiveofourown.org/users/AWriterofNoConsequence/pseuds/AWriterofNoConsequence

Please do pay them a visit if you’d wish to leave a review. Though, you could send them hear as well.

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Summer Fun

Chapter One: Bud

Jaune tried to keep himself focused on two things, the wall in front of him, and the sensation of Ruby's hand squeezing his own.

The motion of the airship was getting to him, even more than he had thought it would; but he refused to give into the sickness, he was really tired of letting it rule his life so badly. But for all his animosity against the blight, he was still unable to completely overcome it.

Ruby smiled and squeezed tighter in support, letting him know that it was okay to give in if he needed to. She knew how difficult it was for him to deal with.

"I can feel it passing, really, I'll be fine," Jaune assured with a deep breath, trying his hardest not to show the discomfort he plainly felt.

Ruby gave a slight pout as she saw Jaune struggle to keep it all together. The sight made her want to stop the airship just to end her boyfriend's blight, but she knew she couldn't do that. So instead, she decided to pull him towards her and cup his cheek with her free hand, her other hand intertwining her fingers with his own. "Jaune, look at me," she said softly, her big silver orbs meeting his deep cobalt ones. "You got this, just focus on me, okay? Focus on me."

Jaune took another deep breath and tried to do what she told him to, gazing into her eyes and hoping that the beautiful silver irises of hers would do what they always did and calm him down.

"Good," Ruby said, "now keep that up. And if it gets too bad, you tell me, okay?"

He nodded slowly, leaning in to give her a light peck on the lips, which she returned without even thinking.

"Thanks, Rubes. You always know what to do," he replied.

"That's not true, I just try not to let people down." The young Huntress said as she smiled and pulled Jaune closer to her and setting his head gently onto her chest, cradling his head close to her heart. "I also don't like seeing you uncomfortable. We could've taken a ship if-"

Ruby was quieted by Jaune leaning up to kiss her lips with a smile adorning his face the entire time. "No, I'm fine anywhere you are, Ruby. And you have to be to Patch sooner rather than later, that seminar is tomorrow night."

Ruby bit her tongue, she knew he was right. Of course, she also felt like saying that he didn't have to come at all. But she was glad that he was there with her, she disliked long rides by herself no matter the form of transportation.

"Yeah, I know. Still doesn't mean I have to like you getting sick. You know I'd prefer that you avoid that altogether."

Jaune watched as her expression turned blank. She really disliked him feeling anything other than one hundred percent. It would have been heartwarming if it wasn't such an unnecessary source of worry for her.

"I know that you'll worry no matter what I say," Jaune said softly, "but you don't have to worry about this specific thing. Really. I've dealt with it for years, ever since I first rode in a car."

Ruby sighed and nodded her head, letting Jaune go to give her another kiss. Like always, the kiss made it impossible for her to feel anything but happiness, and for once she felt like she could put it out of her mind.

It wasn't often that Jaune got really bad, she could only recall three times where he had to be taken to the infirmary at Beacon because it seemed to stick with him even after he got off the airship, and the nausea, according to him, was so bad that the room was spinning so fast it was blurring.

"I know, I know. Just tell me if it gets bad, okay? I will personally bring this ship to a standstill until you feel better."

"Can do," Jaune laughed, nuzzling his head into the side of her neck, placing a kiss upon the sensitive spot.

Ruby couldn't help but moan lowly at the feeling of his lips against her skin. She was glad that they were away in the back. The majority of the people were near the front, however, some stragglers sat nearby that could have potentially heard if she had been louder.

"Jaune, is now really the best time to be kissing me there?" Ruby asked in a whisper. "Not that I'm really opposed to public displays of affection, but..."

She was silenced as he kissed her upon the neck again, his hand moving down to her thigh and rubbing gently along her leggings.

"No one will care. It's not like we're doing anything wrong. Besides, we're in the back. People make out back here all the time."

She had to admit, he had a point. Though, she never thought she'd be one of the people doing such a thing. She opened her mouth to speak but she was cut off.

"But what about-"

"I suddenly feel so much better," Jaune interrupted with a playful tone, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

Ruby gave in with a bite of her lip, stifling yet another moan as he softly bit down on her skin.

Wordlessly she gave into his advances, her hands clutching at his hoodie tightly. "Okay," she finally said after a few more moments, "but if anyone says anything, I'm totally blaming you." Jaune smirked, as if to say 'I'm okay with that,' and captured her lips in an even deeper kiss. She let out a gasp as his hand found its way deeper between her thighs.

It was a bold move, one that Ruby appreciated greatly.

However, appreciation gave way to incredulous hesitancy as his finger brushed up against her panties ever so slightly. Sirens rang out in her mind, and as she gasped out in pleasure she grasped his hoodie tightly.

Jaune smirked as Ruby couldn't quite process that he had made such an incredibly bold move in public.

Sure, making out was pretty bold, but she assumed his hand would stay firmly in the safe zone down there, not move into, what was for now at least, forbidden territory.

Ruby grabbed his arm lightly in shock, looking pleadingly into his eyes. Though, she wasn't quite sure what she was pleading for.

For him to stop? For him to continue?

The thought turned her on. Joining the mile high club wasn't something that was on her bucket list, but given the opportunity to throw it hastily on there and then cross it off with messy scribbles... it seemed suddenly too good to ignore.

Especially as she stared into his eyes. So intoxicatingly beautiful were they in that moment, and so utterly seductive to her that she felt her resolve weaken, and it was impossible to say no once it was completely shattered.

"Jaune, wh-what-" she tried her hardest to gasp out, but failed well short of the mark. He pushed his hand up just a bit more, and she lost her ability to even think clearly.

"It's okay, no one's looking. But if you want me to stop, I will," he whispered into her ear, kissing her neck once more.

Ruby rolled her hips forward slightly, feeling a heat start to radiate from within her. She didn't want him to stop. She didn't want him to stop at all.

"No," she whimpered out in a whisper, barely audible above the sound of the thrusters outside of the windows. "Please, keep going. But if I say stop, please stop. Okay?"

He gave her a reassuring kiss on the cheek, and he pulled her closer, her head resting against his chest as he shifted in his seat, twisting to allow easier access to her lips.

His hand continued its ascent from between her legs, and he pushed into her panties harder, feeling the vague outline of her lower lips through the fabric.

Her arousal was already starting to show.

Before he decided to ramp up his pace and shift tactics, he felt it was important to give a quick glance around. While the flight to Patch from the Kingdom of Vale was a rather brief one, this was, thankfully for the young couple, an extremely late flight. Because of that, even though the ship had been evenly populated in many of the rows, Jaune and Ruby were fortunate enough have the three people who could see them lost in sleep.

With that placed in the backseat of his mind, he turned his eyes back to Ruby and his attention back to the task at hand. As he had been rubbing his fingers against her panties, a smile donning his face he felt them dampen, he switched up his slow back and forward motions by pushing the tips of his fingers against the sensitive bud he felt pushing back at him and rubbed in small circles.

Ruby's mouth slowly opened in a long but silent gasp as her hands grasped and clutched at Jaune's hoodie, tugging at it before she had to bite her lower lip to stifle the moans that fought to come out. She closed her eyes tightly and continued to push her hips up in her seat, grinding against Jaune's teasing fingers. As she felt Jaune shift closer towards her, she sprang her face to his and deeply kissed him, crashing their lips together as they'd been filled with heated excitement.

While Jaune tried to keep an upper hand on the situation, finding an odd sense of enjoyment in teasing his girlfriend in public, he felt his own inhibitions slipping away as he rubbed and teased and passionately kissed Ruby with lust creeping slowly up his spine. Her sweet smell filled his nostrils as she twisted onto her side to face him, allowing her to push against him even more, the fixed armrest between them being the only thing that kept a single piece of restraint

And even that was at risk of being ignored.

Indeed the uncomfortable piece of plastic separating them became increasingly agitating to deal with as their passion increased in fervor.

Ruby moved one of her hands away from his hoodie to try and raise it up, hoping it was one of those arm rests that are capable of folding up to allow couples to sit closer to one another.

One thing she didn't count on however, was that the seats they had gotten were among the cheapest seats available, and lacked the luxuries of first class.

She cursed silently as Jaune's magical fingers continued their teasing crusade against her moist underwear, and the bundle of nerves underneath.

She started to grind against his touch, trying to hold in grunts and gasps as her hand went back up to his hoodie.

"Oh god, Jaune, I'm gonna cum," she exclaimed softly, her eyes tightly shut. Jaune couldn't help but smile in the most smug way possible, realizing that it may have been the fastest he's ever brought her to orgasm in all their time being intimate.

He moved his fingers down slightly and pressed in, pushing her underwear slightly into her. She froze, feeling the familiar pressure building up to release. She bit her lip, and then a sneeze from a few seats away jolted her out of her pleasure.

Eyes flying open, she pushed Jaune away from her and the both of them shifted, trying to make it seem like nothing happened.

Breathing heavily, she looked around the cabin, noticing that one of the people who were previously sleeping was now wide awake.

Jaune cursed under his breath and took in a lungfull of air, closing his eyes and digging his hands into the armrests, before slowly letting it all out in a sigh and then turning his gaze over towards the elderly man who had literally sneezed himself awake and successfully cockblocked Jaune. The young Huntsman-in-training tried not to show his agitation in his expression, but the slight discomfort he'd felt in his pants as his bulge strained against the fabric really soured his mood when he realized that he didn't get to finish off his now super embarrassed girlfriend.

Next to him, Ruby had been silently taking in slow breaths as she struggled to control her racing heart and her hot body. It took all the years of training as a sniper just to keep herself from panting aloud.

"Well, that was unfortunate…" Jaune said as he slumped down in his seat and frowned then let out yet another sigh, his eyes staring off into the space in front of him. As he sat there and caught his breath, he eventually relaxed and closed his eyes.

"Are y-you okay?" Ruby asked quietly as she slumped even lower into her own seat than Jaune had in his own, her eyes slowly shifting from the elderly man, Jaune, and the hem of her skirt.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Rubes… how about you?"

As time went on, Ruby found to her complete dismay that she hadn't calmed down at all, her arousal being far too intense and still very present as she squeezed her legs together.

"J-Jaune…"

At her call, he turned ever so slightly to face her. She looked like a mess, but in the best possible way. Her hair was slightly frazzled, even though she had tried her best to fix it, and her breathing was still erratic; not to mention her face, it was flushed in the most beautiful shade of red, clearly showing her embarrassment and arousal.

He needn't ask what it was that she wanted, he already knew. It was written all over her face, and in her eyes, and her body. She wanted him to continue, and desperately.

She reached out and pulled at his hoodie, almost begging him to go back to kissing her at the very least.

The heat between her thighs seemed to increase unbearably, and it wasn't long before she would be dripping with sweat. It was almost funny that that's exactly what she wanted, but she'd prefer it be for another reason.

Jaune bit the inside of his cheek, looking about and spying a restroom across the cabin. He grinned.

It wasn't exactly the most appropriate place to do such a thing in, but it was the only place they had away from the prying eyes of the other passengers.

He gripped her hand tightly, entwining their fingers together as he placed a not unwelcomed - but much too chaste for Ruby's liking - kiss on her cheek.

"I'm gonna get up and walk to the bathroom, as soon as I open the door, run."

She nodded quickly, enthusiastically.

With a sigh to calm his nerves, Jaune stood to his feet when he was certain his bulge wasn't as prominent as it had been minutes before. The prospect of what was to come when he arrived to that door was enough to keep him excited, much to his discomfort as he found himself glancing down to his own crotch every odd step just to be certain. Once he made it to the door, he knocked twice, waited, then opened it.

Even though she'd been his girlfriend for a few years now, Jaune was still surprised with just how fast Ruby had gotten into the restroom before he stepped in and closed the door behind himself.

"What took you so long?" Ruby teased in a more hushed tone as she sat on the sink counter.

"You try walking in public with a hard on and a sexy girlfriend basically begging for sex." Jaune complained as he locked the door then turned back to her.

"Hmmm, nope, I'll pass. I'm too busy enjoying having a boyfriend with a hard on and being a sexy girlfriend 'demanding' to have sex."

"Fine, fine..." Jaune chuckled a bit and allowed his eyes to drift over her attire as she sat patiently before him. From this angle, he could get a clear view up her creamy thighs and see a dark outline of what lied beyond under her skirt. The sight made him gulp and walk towards her, the bulge in his pants a clear indication that he liked what he was seeing. "Now, where were we?"

"Well, now that we have some privacy, we can go much further than where we were, don't you think?" she said with a teasing wink, grabbing his hands and pulling him close, flush against her with a giggle that was far from innocent. Jaune couldn't help his eyes widening at her legs wrapping around his waist, trapping him in place.

It wasn't the first time Ruby had done so, but it was so bold and so damn sexy that his mind nearly shut down every time she did it. With a grin, he moved to kiss her deeply, starting to grind into her as he did so. Ruby squealed in a cute manner that belied the intense feeling of joy she had at being able to continue after being so close to finishing before.

He moved his hands to her sides, sliding them down towards her waist, and down to her thighs, wrapped around him. She moaned into the kiss, her tongue dancing circles around his as if she saw it as a competition. In Jaune's opinion, if it were, she would win.

She pulled away from the kiss for a brief moment, saliva stringing between them, gasping as she felt his bulge rub roughly against her crotch, making her already wet underwear even more wet.

"D-Did you bring- AH, the condoms?" she asked, squeezing him with her legs, making sure he knew that if he stopped he was a dead man.

"They're in - guh - the luggage," he replied, clearly annoyed at his own decision not to carry any in his wallet.

"Do you th-think you can pull out in time?"

"Yeah, but - mmm - I'll pull out a bit early," he grunted as Ruby pushed herself closer to the edge of the counter, pressing her body against his as he'd been grinding his straining bulge against her with a bit more force since she all but latched herself to him, "you know, just to be safe."

Ruby thought about it for a few moments. Her body was burning with an intense desire, one that she desperately wanted to give in to, but her mind wasn't too far gone or too hazy to exile the mild worry of Jaune cumming inside of her. While this wasn't the first time they'd really wanted it and had no protection around, it was still a logical fear. But, she decided to trust in his endurance, knowing that he certainly wasn't lacking in that department, and she had to admit that he had much better self control than she did when it came to times like this.

The sensation of Jaune giving her firm butt a bit of a smack brought her out of her train of thought as she squeaked in a mixture of surprise and pleasure, feeling the warmth from his hand burning against her tender skin. She gripped his hoodie much tighter and whined, pressing against him as close as she possibility could and even going as far to grind her hips back against his, a shuddering whimper escaping her soft, wet lips as she could feel his pulsing cock rubbing against her sensitive bud through their mutual clothing.

"O-okay, okay! I don't care, I trust you." She cried quietly, barely keeping her voice down as her body shook and she felt herself panting in anticipation. Her inner thighs were now becoming slick with a thin sheen of sweat and her arousal. She absolutely needed it, she needed him, and she could tell that he needed it too. Ruby moved to kiss Jaune's lips deeply and with much more of her burning passion, her tongue sliding into his mouth and rubbing against his, savoring the taste of him and their saliva. Her breathing continued to hitch as she took in his tantalizing scent with each intake of air, not even caring if they'd been basically blowing hot air in each other's faces.

With a wet audible smack of their lips as the kiss broke, Ruby and Jaune took deep breaths, their eyes hazed and their inhibitions all but being turned to mute bystanders in the back of their minds. "I don't care, so long as you fuck me, Jaune. Please.. fuck me right now.."

It wasn't as if she even had to ask him at this point, but something about her desperation and the tone she used along with the words was so amazingly hot to Jaune that he undid his belt, and his pants so quickly Ruby swore she couldn't even see his hands.

She grabbed them both and all but tore them down, revealing his hardened cock. She bit her lip, grabbing it and jerking him off slightly as he attempted to pull down her leggings and pull aside her panties. She laughed half in frustration and half in amusement that after all this time he still had trouble doing so.

She took over for him to speed the process along, and just as she finished he gripped her hands, moving them out of the way and pushing into her. She gave a pleasured, satisfied cry, happy to finally feel him inside of her.

She was so wet already that there was no resistance. Jaune held in a grunt as he kissed her again, wanting nothing more than to be even closer, despite how impossible that was.

"F-Fuck," he whispered, pulling away, "you're so wet."

Ruby just held him there tightly, her legs having basically tightened their hold to near harmful levels if it weren't for his Aura. Her eyes were shut tightly, and her lips were quivering from just how good it felt. Just knowing that they were doing it in such an odd place as they were...

"J-Just... Start moving!" she begged, bucking her hips forward a bit as her grip on his waist loosened.

He wrapped his arms around her and started thrusting his hips, enjoying the small whimpers she gave as he kissed her neck.

Ruby wasn't certain if it was all the motion from the Airship or Jaune, who wasn't thrusting rough at all, but she found her head dreamily swaying a bit after each thrust, as the tension and stress slowly left her body. She didn't plan for this to happen, but she definitely planned on hitting the full ride. But, who said it had to be a smooth one?

Jaune gripped her hips a bit firmer as he drove his hips forward, filling his girlfriend with his shaft with an even pace. His mouth continued to travel along her sensitive skin, slowly kissing a trail down to her collarbone where he took a gentle bite, eliciting a gasp from Ruby. His eyes barely saw as she reached up to grip onto his hair and his back, pulling him closer to her neck. "O-ohhh, Jaune... keep going..." She said, biting her lip to stifle a moan as she began to push back against him with her hips as best she could and giving her the satisfaction of making him grunt.

With one more bite to her neck, Jaune thrusted into her tight walls a bit deeper, making Ruby tug on his hair as she whined in silence before going back to chewing on her lower lip. Her breathing was heavy, her eyes were watery from his cock being pushed in so deeply and against her sweet spots. She could feel her hair sticking to her forehead as she'd been working up a bit of a sweat. "Nngh... harder.."

The slightest sounds of their bodies slapping together began to fill their ears as Jaune complied by sending his hips forward with a bit more force, making the smaller girl bounce a bit from his efforts. He wanted to hear her moan much louder than before, even if he knew she shouldn't. A part of him was glad when she didn't and instead let out a long whimper, her body trembling. But another part of him still wanted to more as he lifted his left hand up and sliding up and under her shirt. Ruby shivered as she his fingers against her bare skin and nearly lost her composure when he found found his way to her breasts as Jaune gave one of them a gentle squeeze and drove his pulsing cock in and out of her.

Ruby was losing it, she could feel the pleasure building and her body boiled from her desires and sensations. She could feel the tip of his cock grind against her deepest depths and hitting her sensitive spots each thrust while her her breasts were being fondled and squeezed through her bra. The redheaded girl gasped and squirmed, being unable to vent out her pleasure through sounds as she tried her very best to cling to her surroundings, to remind herself where she was so she knew to show restraint rather than be washed away in the hot waves of euphoria that were currently bathing her. It was becoming increasingly cumbersome to latch onto the world outside of herself and Jaune as her eyes began to haze over and her eyelids became heavier. The young woman found herself giving strained pants, still barely clinging to her last shred of control. When a loud moan finally escaped her mouth, her eyes widened and she nearly shot up, pulling Jaune to a momentary halt.

As she panted and looked around the bathroom almost as if she expected someone to appear out of nowhere, Jaune simply chuckled a bit and kissed her nose, bringing her attention back to him.

"Looks like someone is enjoying themselves, haha." He teased, pulling her closer to him by the hips and consequently pushing his throbbing cock an inch or two further inside of her walls, causing Ruby to shiver and grip his waist a bit tighter. She blushed and hit his chest, feeling a small puddle of her own juices now under her on the sink counter top that he just unknowingly pulled her butt into.

The fact that they were locked in a bathroom doing all of his was more than enough to make her drenched, and the way Jaune teased her definitely wasn't helping.

"S-shut up.. it's not funny..." She lightly whispered as she looked up at him, her hands moving to his collar so she could pull him into a kiss, which he returned in earnest. Ruby took this chance to grind up against him, moving her hips against his as she let out long and low strings of moans and cries of pleasure that'd been muffled by the kiss. Her breathing hitched as he slid her shirt up, exposing more of her creamy skin, the light layers of sweat that lied beneath now giving her a glisten in the light. After a moments of bliss from kissing, feeling Jaune cock slowly moving in and out of her, and the shivering sensations of him exploring her bare skin, she broke the kiss and panted against his lips, licking them and smiling lightly when he groaned and bit his own lip gently. "Besides... I'm not the only enjoying this..."

Jaune couldn't agree more, if he were being honest with himself, he felt that he would've came a few times if he hadn't been keeping a firm control over himself. As much as he wanted to float with Ruby in a sea of passion with no worry for the world and give into the hot, pleasurable throes of lust, he knew someone had to steer the ship. Seeing as he had to keep himself from going too much harder, less they be heard, and pull out, he couldn't afford to slip up. "Yeah, but at least you're not doing any of the hard stuff."

"What's so hard abou-" Ruby quivered and clenched her teeth as Jaune began to thrust back into her with as much force and speed before their intermission, his left hand now sliding under her bra and directly cupping one of her breasts.

Jaune decided to up the ante by leaning in a bit closer and kiss against her ear, letting her hear each light grunt and groan he made, his right hand squeezing against her hip.

"Mmm, you're so tight and wet..." He began, whispering softly into her ear and between his own grunts. As he fucked his girlfriend into the counter, he wanted to make this a memory they both would look back on, him by getting to see her beg for it... and her for getting what she wanted. With a smirk against her ear she couldn't see, he reached over a few inches with his hand and pushed his thumb against her sensitive bud.

"OHH, J-JAUNE!" Ruby's body immediately tensed and her back arched as a jolt of pleasure shot through her body. She dared not risk fighting back her moans as he once again picked up speed, shoving in and out with more drive while fondling her and now rubbing against her clit. She instead took a mouthful of her own cloak, biting down harder on it than she would her lip and squeezed her eyes shot as she let out each and every moan she had to offer. Her breathing picked up and became ragged as she could only use her nose to gather air. She trembled and wrapped her arms and legs around his body, squeezing him closer with all his might and causing him to move his hand away from her breasts since he hadn't the room to work any longer. She could hear him groan and reach down to grip against her ass that now basically hung over the edge of the counter. This, combined with everything else that he'd been doing, was putting on the fast track to maybe the biggest orgasm of her life.

She was on fire, each and every part of her body was burning with ecstasy. Her hair clung to her face and her shirt stuck to her upper body and neck from the sweat. Her pussy was utterly flooded, allowing Jaune's cock to easily pick up speed with no friction and letting out wet slaps that finally begun to get loud enough that she could hear each one. Her eyes could barely stay open as her toes curled and she tingled all over.

"It's okay, go ahead and cum. You can let it all out, no one will hear." Jaune teased in a tone that Ruby didn't even care to wonder if he ever used in the past, "we'll only get caught and thrown off. But you don't care about that right now, do you? You just want to cum... don't you?" He continued through his own grunts at just how tight she was becoming, her walls trying to milk him for all his worth. He had to keep going, he couldn't remember that last time Ruby was like this, and he HAD to see it through, to see just how much she could take in and then just how much she would let out.

"I bet you don't even care about the speech. I can't wait to see you on stage, in front of your friends and family, with the only thought on your mind being this and just how hard you want to cum." Jaune began to thrust in as hard as he could in this position, driving his throbbing cock in as deep as possible with each rapid and loud thrust. The counter begins to creak louder as their wet slapping noises grew much louder and Jaune had no doubt someone could hear if they walked past the door. But, he couldn't care less right now as he panted into Ruby's ear, slowly licking it.

"Right..."

Ruby could hear Jaune's words of teasing over everything else, her own heavy and desperate breathing, the smacks of her ass as she was pushed back against the counter, and the plethora of whines, gasps, and screams of pleasure that her cloak muffled. Her mind was becoming clouded as she could only think about cumming, long forgetting about them being in public. She found her back arching even more and a familiar pressure building.

"Now."

Ruby's grip on Jaune became nigh crushing as she lost her inhibitions. Her already tight pussy clamping down onto Jaune's thrusting manhood, squeezing him as she literally screamed in absolute pleasure into her cloak, the cloth just barely being enough to hold it in as she finally came. Her mind all but shut down and searing white spots dotted her vision until they burned away everything in sight. She couldn't see anything but a sheet of white, her eyes rolling back and her hot juices squirting everywhere. She easily drenched the counter top and Jaune's thighs, staining the bottom of his hoodie and her own skirt.

Jaune squeezed her, slowing his thrusting so she could ride out her orgasm and for the added benefit of giving him time to try and hold it in as he nearly blew his load inside of her gripping pussy. He closed his eyes and did his best to level his breathing and control his hips, clinging to the fortitude and endurance he was known for that he just barely held down. By the time he had a full grasp of himself, he noticed that Ruby had finished cumming and was trembling in his arms as her grip on him slowly lost its strength before she just limply lied under him, her head lazily tilted back with the wet cloth slowly sliding out of her mouth, a mess of saliva connecting them. The Knight smiled to himself and placed a tender kiss against her exposed neck, receiving only a quiet whimper in return. She didn't move when Jaune did and could only breath, her chest rising and falling quickly before it too slowed.

After a few moments of her not responding, he stopped and looked back down at her. "Ruby?"

Still no response beyond her trembling and pants.

With great concern, he quickly pulled her off the sink and held her in his arms, lifting her head so he could get a glance at her face. He relaxed when she opened her eyes and blinked a few times in surprise, albeit slowly and to get the blurriness out of her vision. After that, she weakly smiled and shifted her deadweight towards him and placed her head against his shoulder. Ruby felt as though she'd been riding on a cloud as her hot, trembling body was held up by her boyfriend, who just, without a doubt, gave her arguably the biggest and best orgasm she ever had.

"You scared me, you know." Jaune huffed and pouted where she couldn't see as he cradled her in his arms, gently rubbing her back.

"S-... sorry... I... sorta passed out back there..." Ruby admitted, far too worn out to be embarrassed at the fact. Ironically enough, Jaune was still calming down from his concern to express pride at it. "So... is this a one time adventure or should I book flights more often?"

Ruby smirked, the look on his face telling her all she needed to know. She looked down between him, just noticing that he had pulled out of her. He sat her back down on the counter, and as soon as she fully regained her bearings she pulled him back into a kiss, letting him know that she wasn't done until he finished as well.

"Since you obviously can't finish inside… use my thighs," she said. Jaune cocked his head to the side, as if confused by her statement. She giggled, giving him another kiss, this time on his nose. "You're cute. My thighs, they're slick enough now, you might as well use them to get off." She booped his nose for added measure, raising her legs up slowly, showing off her flexibility by resting her ankles against his shoulders. He suddenly seemed to get the idea as he looked between them and got in position.

"Have I ever told you that I love you?" Jaune asked, leaning back to her so he could place a kiss on her nose. She rolled her eyes, though a faint blush was visible. However, it was more than likely from the position they were in, and the fact that her body was still covered in sweat and filled to the brim with heated excitement.

"Every single morning since we've been together, and every single night before bed. And sometimes a few hundred other times in between, but you know, who's counting?" Ruby affirmed teasingly, holding back a slight moan as Jaune started moving.

However, what she managed to hold back, he couldn't. It felt more intense than he thought it would, especially with her squeezing her thighs together tantalizingly.

Her juices made it so easy, and amplified the feeling by hundreds it felt like. Jaune could hardly hold himself together as he picked up an unsteady pace, the dying flames of his arousal being reignited. He would've thought the position Ruby was in, though extremely hot, would be uncomfortable for her. But she looked fine, focusing intently on his face.

There was just something about the look of pleasure and the lust in his eyes, it almost singlehandedly made her ready for another round. She would be lying if she said she didn't want him to fuck her until she passed out again. She knew she needed to hold herself back, but fuck it was hard. She had never been so horny before, never been so ready to go for hours.

They would be landing in a few hours, but any longer in the bathroom and they would draw suspicion.

And that was assuming they hadn't already.

It was a blessing that Jaune looked ready to cum, because she knew that in this situation he was definitely of a sounder mind than she herself was.

"Fuck, Ruby! I'm cumming," Jaune whispered loudly, his pace increasing to overwhelming levels. She gasped sharply as she felt his cock rub against her pussy, her folds so sensitive at this point that she also felt ready to cum again. It didn't help that he was moving so fast. Her thighs squeezed him harder, applying more force around his cock, pushing it against her even more and offering just the last push of pleasure she needed. While not nearly as intense as her previous orgasm, Ruby's breathing still hitched and her still sore muscles clung to Jaune as tightly as they could while she bit down onto her lip. With a deep groan that radiated through her throat as tingling shocks of pleasure surged through her body, she began to cum once more.

Ruby shuddered as pleasure wrecked her body again, though this time to a lesser degree. Her exhausted body still trembled as her vision blurred once more, her teeth sinking into her lip being the only thing to stop her from moaning for all to hear. Once she had finished, she opened her mouth to suck in more air as she panted, her eyes distant and her body burning. With her thoughts returning to her, she bit her lip before moving away from Jaune quickly, but keeping her legs spread. She raised her skirt, offering him a full view.

"Cum on my pussy," she demanded, her voice quivering and full of depravity. She would later wonder exactly where the dirty thought came from, but in the moment it was too good to pass up.

Jaune immediately got to work, rubbing his shaft up and down as fast as he possibly could. His free hand reached up and stroked at her messy locks of hair, his breathing frantic as each one sent a pulse through his body matching that of the pleasure that pumped through him. With a strained grunt, Jaune came, shooting his thick load of cum all over Ruby's creamy and soaked thighs, her sopping wet pussy, and the damp inside of her skirt.

Almost instantly he crashed, falling back onto the door with a relieved sigh, his eyes closed as he momentarily enjoyed the afterglow. Ruby allowed herself to do the same, leaning back onto the mirror above the sink, enjoying the sensation of the cool surface against her absolutely burning skin.

Breathing heavily, Ruby's eyes fluttered open. She lifted her shaking hand up to stroke at Jaune's cheek affectionately. "That was incredible," she said softly, unable to manage anything above a whisper. Which was probably a good thing. "I don't think I've ever came that hard before, and that's saying something, being with you."

Jaune gave a somewhat prideful smile, leaning in to kiss her on the lips and rest his forehead against hers. "I try. I just like to see you happy and satisfied," he replied, looking into her eyes as he away pulled from her and pulled his pants back up, redoing his button and zipping them up before tightening his belt. She gave one last sigh of pleasure as she shivered. "We should probably get back to our seats. You know, before anyone gets suspicious."

Ruby giggled, shakily righting herself and pulling her panties back over her now messy, thoroughly used pussy. Clean up wasn't even on her mind, and really, who could blame her? "Yeah, I'll go first." She got to her feet and nearly fell to the floor before Jaune caught her. "Oops," she laughed. "Y-you really… gave it to me good, didn't ya?"

Jaune gave an awkward cough in reply, looking into the wall as if it would tell him what he should say to such a question. "Well, you know… I was really pent up."

Ruby managed to stand up straight and booped him on the nose. "I'm glad I can help you get release, then." She unlocked the door and opened it up slightly, peeking out to see that all was as they had left it. Most everyone was asleep and not paying attention in the slightest. "It's best you give it a few minutes, just in case. I'll be waiting," she said with a wink, disappearing in a flurry of roses that disappeared seconds after she sat down.

Jaune blinked, taking a deep breath and biting his lip as he resigned himself to doing nothing but thinking about what the hell just happened for a few minutes. It was going to be a long flight.

Two hands were involved in this; my own, and that of another. This is one of the two stories we have committed ourselves to crafting, and likely the favorite of the two.

We humbly hope that you have enjoyed it, more will be to come, though the frequency of said updates may be in question.