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The bell rang, putting a halt to Prof. Port’s rambling. Jaune heaved a sigh of relief and rose. He rubbed his eyes, stretched, and got on his way.
It was lunchtime, and it was pizza day. Two concepts that combined quickly banished any fatigue the Professor had instilled in him. He walked down the halls of Beacon with long strides.
The smell of cheese wafted his way, beckoning him towards a delicious meal. He practically flew around a corner, but had to stop abruptly.
Blocking his path was a fellow student, a young woman of repute. Her long golden locks were her pride and joy. Likewise, her impressive chest was the joy of anyone with an inclination towards the fairer sex, and a source of great jealousy amongst many other women.
Her skirt revealed toned, smooth thighs. She put her hands on her curvy hips and grinned at Jaune. Mischief twinkled in her lilac eyes.
“H-hey, Yang”, Jaune said, with mere inches between them. He had almost bumped into her. “’sup”, she responded, “I was looking for you”
This surprised Jaune.
“Can it wait? I was just about to get lunch and...”, he said, trying to sneak around her. However, Yang raised a surprisingly delicate hand to stop him.
“Funny you should mention that. You see”, she began and pushed Jaune gently, but firmly, against a wall, “I’m no quite hungry yet, and I was wondering if you would be so kind as to… exercise with me. You know, to develop an appetite”
As she told her story, she leaned in closer until the last part was merely a murmur close to Jaune’s ear. One of her hands had wandered down from his chest to his crotch and rubbed a growing erection.
Yang’s forwardness had startled Jaune. He had looked around nervously, but no one was around. He felt the warmth of her body, smelled her shampoo. The warm scent of flowers wiped any thought of lunch from his mind. There was something intoxicating about Yang.
She was beautiful, few people knew that better than Jaune, but that wasn’t all. He liked how straight forward she was. There was no ambiguity with Yang. The naughty smile on her lips, the fire in her eyes. It reinforced what had been clear to begin with.
“Sure”, Jaune said softly. Yang backed off a little. “Good”, she said, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him along.
Shortly thereafter, the two of them were in a lady’s restroom in one of the less frequented parts of the academy. Yang had puled him into the closest stall, locked the door, and pounced on him.
Jaune was once again with his back to a wall, with Yang’s body firmly pressed against him. She had grabbed his face and started kissing him greedily. Currently she was busy unbuttoning her shirt.
Her lover wasn’t startled for long. He embraced her. His fingers ran through her silky hair, caressed her back and wandered down. Under her skirt he groped her soft butt.
His fingers were greeted by warm, supple flesh, closely followed by soft fabric as they moved to meet. He fondled her butt, squeezed and pinched it. He knew Yang liked it a little rough. He felt her shudder in his arms in response to his treatment.
Slowly but surely, Jaune was gaining control. Yang had finished opening her shirt, and had instead thrown her arms around his shoulders. She wrapped one leg around his as much as she could. She was clinging to him as if her legs were giving out.
Similarly, her tongue grew more docile in his mouth. She had been aggressive at the beginning, just shoving it in and pummeling Jaune’s into submission. Now he was taking back control of his mouth and invaded hers in the process.
Yang was moaning and breathing heavily. Her hips were shaking, rubbing against his leg. She was ready for the next step.
Jaune tore his lips away from her and both of them gasped for breath. Now Jaune got to look down and behold the most impressive cleavage in all of Beacon. With her shirt unbuttoned he saw her gorgeous breasts, squeezed together by a fancy looking lace bra. If they had been in a horizontal position he would’ve used the chance to push his face into the soft flesh.
Meanwhile, Yang was busy with his pants.
“I think my little buddy wants to play”, Yang chuckled, feeling his erection through his pants. She sank down to better open them.
A belt buckle, a zipper, and some boxers tried to stand between her and her pleasure, but to no avail. Yang chuckled when Jaune’s erection was set free.
“Fuck...”, she murmured before wrapping her lips around his glans. He shuddered when her tongue danced across his tender tip. She sucked it hard for a moment, before letting it go.
“How’d you like th- whoo!”, Yang yelped when Jaune suddenly pulled her to her feet. She had successfully riled him up. He wanted to fuck her, right away. He knew she was ready for him, had felt the wetness between her legs while they had been making out.
He shoved her into the opposite wall and lifted one of her legs for easier access. Recognizing what the panting, horny boy wanted, Yang did her part by pulling her panties aside and
guiding him to his goal.
“Here it is- Mmmmh! Oooh, yessss”, she hissed as he slowly sank into her wanting pussy. He groaned softly. Yang was tight and clung to him, squeezed him, almost as if to invite him further in.
He followed the invitation, and took a moment to get comfortable when he pushed against her deepest insides. They looked into each other’s eyes. Yang’s face was flushed and she was panting. Jaune was pretty sure that he looked just as desperate.
To alleviate both of their wants, he began thrusting. A few easy thrusts quickly escalated into a rough fuck.
“That’s it! Oh! Right there!”, Yang squealed. She seemingly didn’t know what to do with her hands. She ran them through his shaggy hair and across his back while he rocked her body.
It was cute how Yang’s boisterous attitude crumbled in the throes of passion. She was a blushing, moaning mess. She cried his name as he assaulted her sweet spots.
Jaune decided to sweep her off her feet, literally. He grasped her thighs firmly and lifted her up. He pushed further against her, fixing her between the wall and himself.
Yang giggled and tried not to get in his way. With her legs in the air, and his cock deep inside her, she had fairly little to do other than squeeze Jaune’s cock even more.
She busied her hands by fondling her boobs. Jaune watched the show as he fucked her harder. She pulled the bra further down, allowing Jaune a glimpse at her hard nipples.
He remembered how soft Yang’s breasts had felt on his face, how nice it was to suck her nipples. Remembering turned him on even more.
Yang was the happy recipient of his increasingly hard thrusts. She felt the heat building up in her core. Every thrust fanned the flame, and the more it grew, the faster it threatened to consume her.
How long they went at it, they didn’t know, but eventually, Jaune felt Yang’s legs wrapping around him, closely followed by her pussy tensing up.
She howled when her orgasm hit. She trembled and shuddered in his arms. Jaune just kept going. He wouldn’t let her rest, he couldn’t. He was getting close, too. He couldn’t afford to pause now.
“Holy- Ahhh!”, Yang screamed. Her whole body cramped up, threatening to crush Jaune in her embrace. He thought that she was biting his shoulder, though he could barely feel it through his uniform.
“I’m gonna cum”, he groaned when he had almost reached his limit. Yang shook her head and blinked a few times before answering.
“In… in my mouth...”, she gasped.
Jaune immediately put her down, and she dropped to her knees just as quickly. She took his glans into her mouth, grabbed his shaft with one hand and jerked him off furiously.
Her pussy had left him as slick as could be. Without a need to hold it anymore, Jaune simply let it all out. He groaned deeply as he released his load.
“Mmmmh! Mphh!”, Yang moaned. Jaune heard her swallowing. She was milking him for all he was worth, swallowing every drop of viscous semen.
After what had felt like an eternity, Yang pulled away. Jaune’s dying erection lazily fell from her lips. The two of them looked at each other. They were exhausted, disheveled, and thoroughly satisfied.
Both of them were panting and smiling. Jaune noticed some leftover cum at the corner of her mouth. He scooped it up with his thumb and absentmindedly put it into Yang’s mouth. She accepted it, sucked it clean, and released it again.
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A few minutes later, Yang was standing in front of the mirror, fixing her uniform. She looked like nothing ever happened. Jaune wasn’t quite so lucky. Yang hadn’t squirted during her orgasms, but her pussy had produced a lot of juice, most of which had found its way onto his pants.
The air dryer in the bathroom was his lifesaver. Ten minutes after their quickie, they left the bathroom and made their way to the cafeteria.
Yang stretched while they walked.
“That really hit the spot. Thanks, Jaune”, she said, beaming at him.
“Likewi-”, he began, before the rumbling of his stomach cut him off. Yang giggled.
“Tell you what, I’ll let you have one of my pizza slices”
“Really?!”, Jaune asked, excitedly. The hunger was worse than ever now.
“Sure. Sounds like you could really use it. Besides, I already got to stuff myself with something tasty”, she said and winked, “I’m not that hungry anymore”.