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Her lips were soft, so very soft. It was the first thing Jaune had noticed. Soft, welcoming. He froze, unsure whether to return the kiss or pull away. The alcohol in his mind said yes. To pursue this. Let it run its course. Neo’s hand rested across the stubble that his face was growing. Blonde like his hair, she seemed to like the feel as her fingers curled into it.
Time stopped, but it didn’t. It moved on as Jaune remained trapped in the moment. His hands were still, mind blank yet racing. Neo was kissing him. Neo was kissing him!
Jaune blinked, the kiss felt wonderful, nice. But he pulled back, the smacking of lips filling the room, and a small string of saliva broke as he pulled away.
“Neo.” He whispered.
‘Do you not find me attractive?’ She signed.
‘No, I do. But…this.” He gestured to the both of them. “You, me. Is this right?”
‘Do you care?’ Neo moved closer, her palm resting on his knee.
Jaune hesitated, then answered. “No,” he whispered. “I should, but…I can’t really find myself to. Does that make me a bad person?”
Neo’s answer was to straddle his lap. So close Jaune realized she smelled of vanilla and bourbon. Strangely sweet and intoxicating. Her lips had tasted the same. His mind swam, this was wrong. But Jaune was too drunk to care at the moment. He just wanted a night where he didn’t feel the crushing weight of the world on his shoulders. A night where he didn’t have to think of family, his team, Vale, Mistral, Alacryians, Salem, and Agrona. Pyrrha.
Could he not just have one night where he could forget it all? Just for a moment. Was that too much to ask? Did he even deserve a break?
As if sensing the lingering questions in his alcohol ridden mind Neo leaned forward again and pressed her lips to his. This time Jaune responded, chasing the out she had provided him. His hands came to rest upon the small of her back while Neo’s ran through his hair.
Their lips broke apart only to meet again and again. It was slow, passionate. Neo grinded down on him and Jaune felt himself getting hard beneath her. She pulled back, her mismatched eyes staring at him with a smoldering gaze.
Jaune felt his throat grow dry. “I…uh, I’ve never done this before.” He admitted feeling his cheeks flush.
Neo simply tilted her head. ‘I gathered.’ She signed. ‘No need to be ashamed.’
He cleared his throat. “I’m not.”
Sex wasn’t something Jaune thought much about. He was always worried about bigger things. Agrona, Salem, Sylvie’s safety, and getting revenge for Sylvia. Protecting his friends or arguing with his father. Trying not to freak out with this weight on his shoulders. Sex just didn’t seem to be in the cards for him. Sure he had thought about how it would feel. But part of him thought he wouldn’t live long enough to experience it. Part of him didn’t expect to live long at all.
Jaune inhaled a shaky breath, Neo sat atop him. Staring down at him like a cat did a mouse. A chill ran up his spine, it felt pleasant. What was he to do? Was she waiting for him to kiss her?
Jaune swallowed the lump in his throat. The room was hot. Or was he? He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers unbidden. Neo seemed to like that if the inhale was anything to go by. He kept his hands still and kept kissing her. Kissing was something he at least knew how to do. That was about it. He didn’t get anywhere else with Pyrrha.
Neo helped him along. Her hand that pressed itself to the scruff of his growing beard moved to grab one of his hands that were on her back. Jaune let her move it. Not putting up much resistance as she moved it around for him to place on her breast.
Jaune flinched as he felt the soft mound in his hand. He knew Neo was a very fit and pretty woman. But now, doing all of this. He was starting to become very aware of just how attractive her body was.
God that made him feel like trash just thinking about it. Dumbing Neo down to just her body. She was so much more than a pretty face and good body.
Neo pulled back and mimicked a squeezing motion with her free hand. Jaune mimicked her, squeezing her breast and causing Neo to jolt with pleasure.
‘Little gentler, your strength is much more than a normal Huntsman. You’re not using mana by accident are you?’ Her face was teasing.
“Sorry.” Jaune gulped. He had been. That was a first. Jaune hadn’t even realized he could do that.
Neo just gave him a smirk and gestured for him to do it again. This time he kept control of his mana and squeezed again, gentler, much gentler this time. Neo shivered in what he knew to be pleasure this time.
Her lips met his again and many moments passed in a haze of kissing and groping. Jaune wasn’t sure what time it was. Just lost in the sensation of Neo grinding and making out with him. His cock strained in his pants. Not painfully so but he knew Neo could feel it.
She pulled back, smiling softly at him this time. Jaune felt himself nearly melt under her eyes with how she was looking at him. It wasn’t with love or outright lust though there was a little there. But there was such a degree of warmth in her mismatched eyes that Jaune felt weak.
She saw him, knew him, and she did not judge.
‘Let’s take this to the bed.’
Jaune swallowed roughly, so much so that it hurt his throat. But he nodded nonetheless and stood. Keeping Neo within his arms as she made no attempt to move. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her lips were peppering kisses onto his neck and jaw. Jaune let out slight intakes of breath as he took the single step needed to get onto the bed.
Neo gently bit down on his neck and sucked causing his knees to wobble as he landed onto the bed. Neo remained atop him, staring down at him like a cat who had just caught her prey.
‘You’ll like this.’
Before Jaune could respond Neo had thrown her shirt over her head and quickly unclasped her bra. Jaune’s jaw dropped as he stared at Neo’s breasts. They were firm, big, and her nipples were hard and perky.
“Woah.” He whispered. Neo grabbed his hands and placed them upon her chest. In the night’s chill, his hands warmed them. But Jaune only thought about how soft they were, how they fit perfectly in his hands. They were like big globes of flesh to play with.
This was the first pair of breasts he had seen, touched, that he had squeezed. Jaune felt his throat tighten as his alcohol lidded mind raced with these thoughts. He leaned up and kissed her, taking his lips into hers as Neo’s hands came to run themselves through his hair. He gently squeezed her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples causing her to shiver with delight.
Her teeth nipped at his bottom lip before she pulled back and ran her hands down along his sides. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. With his shirt gone Jaune’s scars were on full display. Or they would have been had the bandage not been wrapped around his chest. Though the scar from where the pipe impaled him was visible as well as the stab wound on his gut.
Neo ran her finger across the scars causing a sharp intake of breath from Jaune at the sensitive skin. Neo didn’t waste much time after that taking off the rest of their clothes. Now fully naked Jaune felt a tad bit more self-conscious.
Neo’s body was smooth, with no hair on her body to be seen besides her head. Jaune was much the same.
‘Shy?’
Jaune nodded. “A little.” He whispered.
‘Don’t be.’ She signed. ‘You’re not small.’
“That’s a relief.” He quipped.
‘Get ready.’ Neo sank down onto his length causing Jaune to groan in pleasure. She took it slow, sinking down inch by inch until she bottomed out. Jaune shook underneath her as Neo began to rock back and forth.
The bed creaked and Neo’s mouth parted in a silent moan. Jaune’s moans weren’t silent. All the sensations he was feeling were like nothing he had ever felt before. Inside Neo felt warm. It was the only way he could describe it.
She leaned down and kissed him once more. Swallowing his moans as she rode him. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh echoed through the room as Jaune thrusted his hips upward causing the pleasure Neo gave. His hands ran up and down her back. Squeezing her hips before coming to rest on her ass.
He squeezed and Neo seemed to pick up speed. She broke the kiss and started peppering kisses and bites up and down his neck. Jaune could do nothing but take it as her hips kept riding and riding.
Jaune felt a tightness beginning to build in his stomach and thighs. He tried to let Neo know that he was close. But the woman seemed too preoccupied with the flesh of his neck and shoulders to notice. Her hips moved faster, Jaune could feel her walls squeezing him. It felt amazing. He liked it.
Jaune’s body shook as he released. It wasn’t unexpected but he didn’t expect it to happen so soon. Neo kept riding as his release poured inside her. Were he sober he might have cared.
Jaune didn’t as pleasure wracked his body making his mind swim with bliss and his body shudder. Neo smirked as she rode his release out. Watching with a smile as he went pliant under her. She rode him for another couple of minutes before her own release crashed over her. Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth opened in a silent scream. After a moment she collapsed atop Jaune. Panting heavily as if this wasn’t something she had done in a long while.
After catching her breath Neo rolled off Jaune and curled up next to him under the covers. The light of the lamp had been turned off. Who knows when? Jaune couldn’t remember, nor did he care to. He felt satisfied and loose. For the first time in a long time, things didn’t feel so stressful.
‘Not bad for your first time.’ Neo signed.
Jaune hummed, he wasn’t even sure how long he lasted. “Thanks.”
Neo traced circles around his bandages. Underneath were his scars from Uto, the scars from Beacon. If Neo turned him around she’d have seen one on his back as well. She pressed a kiss into his shoulder and traced it with her thumb. Then she reached up and caressed his face. Her thumb was tracing the claw marks Uto had left.
At the age of eighteen most of Jaune's upper body was covered in scars. Such a thing shouldn’t have happened, but it did, and Neo can’t help but feel a little sympathy.
Jaune grabbed her hand. His eyes were half open, half closed. He pressed a kiss to her knuckles and before her hand back atop his chest. She scooted in closer. Snuggling up to his side like a cat seeking heat. Jaune did produce a lot of it thanks to his fire magic. But he was oh so very warm.
Jaune didn’t say anything. He seemed too tired and content to do so. Neo couldn’t help but smirk at how she had worn him out. But it felt good, for the both of them. She didn’t regret doing what she did. But she wondered if Jaune did.
His eyes fluttered close and his breathing evened out. It seemed she would need to wait til the morning to find out the answer to that question. With one final kiss to his shoulder, Neo let herself drift off to sleep.