[pornmas] day 6.
Summary: She pins him down, hair falling forward. "You are still too slow."
Fandom/Pairings: RWBY; Pyrrha Nikos/Jaune Arc
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: I know, I'm late to the RWBY party. HAVE A PORN TO MAKE UP FOR IT.
Disclaimer: Hahahahahahaha yeah right.
when you feel my heat, look into my eyes
Pyrrha pins Jaune down, hair falling forward. "You are still too slow."
"Sorry we aren't all star athletes on cereal boxes." Jaune tries to get up, and Pyrrha pushes him back down. "Pyrrha, let me up."
"Mmmm . . ." Pyrrha pretends to think about Jaune's request for a moment and then shakes her head. "No, I think I like you better like this."
"Pyrrhaaaaaaaaaa." If asked, Jaune wouldn't admit he whined. It wouldn't matter anyway, all of Team JNPR would know he was lying. "Come on, you've beat me up enough for today."
Jaune struggles for a moment, and Pyrrha holds him in place. She leans down to press their lips together, and Jaune stops struggling. He's still kind of awed that this girl, probably the best student in their year, likes him. It's weird. Girls don't like him. Ruby doesn't even like him - like, like him like him. Not just like him. Ruby likes him as a friend and stuff just fine, but not as a potential love interest which is okay because Pyrrha does and she's really fucking hot and -
"I can hear all the little gears in your head turning." Digging her knees into his side, Pyrrha touches their foreheads together. "Perhaps you should stop thinking so hard."
Jaune's going to ask what she means by that, but then Pyrrha slips her hand into his pants and Jaune makes a strangled noise. Laughing, Pyrrha leans down to whisper in his ear.
"Do you want Cardin to hear you?" Jaune stammers out a no, and Pyrrha's thumb brushes over the head of his cock. "Then you should be quieter. You can do that, right?"
Personally, Jaune's not really sure he can but if he says that then Pyrrha will stop and Jaune wants literally anything but that. So he says yes and tries not to make any loud noises. Pyrrha kisses him, twisting her hand and making him arch upward. She's terrible, and she's learned how to play him like a fiddle but god Jaune likes her so much. He likes her for personality reasons and stuff, unlike Weiss or Ruby or whoever else he's tried (unsuccessfully) to hit on. Pyrrha doesn't expect anything from him other than for him to be himself, and she has an unwavering faith in his ability to be great.
Somewhere, deep in the back of his mind, Jaune knows that he's never going to get another girl like this again. He groans, hoping it sounds like he's just getting beat up and not beat off, and wants to say I love you or maybe please don't leave me. The words are stuck in his throat, though, and he can't make his tongue wrap around them.
"Pyrrha," Jaune says. It's breathless and strained. "Pyrrha, Pyrrha, Pyrrha."
"Shhhhhhh." Pyrrha kisses his forehead. "I know."
He wants to tell her that she doesn't know, can't know, but Pyrrha swallows his protests. It doesn't matter, because she does know. Jaune thinks that Pyrrha knows him better than he knows himself - and isn't that stupid and cliche? He can't even bring himself to care as he arches up one last time and stops breathing for a second a year an eternity.
Sitting up, Pyrrha produces a handkerchief from somwhere and cleans off her hand. "We should work on your stealth skills next time."
". . . yeah." Jaune tries to remember how to breathe, blinking up at Pyrrha. "Okay. We should do the thing."
Effortlessly rising, Pyrrha extends a hand and Jaune takes it. Their fingers linger for a moment before Pyrrha turns and starts walking toward the roof's door. About halfway there, Pyrrha turns to look at Jaune.
"Oh. By the way, your fly is undone."
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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Fandom/Pairings: RWBY; Pyrrha Nikos/Jaune Arc
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: I know, I'm late to the RWBY party. HAVE A PORN TO MAKE UP FOR IT.
Disclaimer: Hahahahahahaha yeah right.
when you feel my heat, look into my eyes
Pyrrha pins Jaune down, hair falling forward. "You are still too slow."
"Sorry we aren't all star athletes on cereal boxes." Jaune tries to get up, and Pyrrha pushes him back down. "Pyrrha, let me up."
"Mmmm . . ." Pyrrha pretends to think about Jaune's request for a moment and then shakes her head. "No, I think I like you better like this."
"Pyrrhaaaaaaaaaa." If asked, Jaune wouldn't admit he whined. It wouldn't matter anyway, all of Team JNPR would know he was lying. "Come on, you've beat me up enough for today."
Jaune struggles for a moment, and Pyrrha holds him in place. She leans down to press their lips together, and Jaune stops struggling. He's still kind of awed that this girl, probably the best student in their year, likes him. It's weird. Girls don't like him. Ruby doesn't even like him - like, like him like him. Not just like him. Ruby likes him as a friend and stuff just fine, but not as a potential love interest which is okay because Pyrrha does and she's really fucking hot and -
"I can hear all the little gears in your head turning." Digging her knees into his side, Pyrrha touches their foreheads together. "Perhaps you should stop thinking so hard."
Jaune's going to ask what she means by that, but then Pyrrha slips her hand into his pants and Jaune makes a strangled noise. Laughing, Pyrrha leans down to whisper in his ear.
"Do you want Cardin to hear you?" Jaune stammers out a no, and Pyrrha's thumb brushes over the head of his cock. "Then you should be quieter. You can do that, right?"
Personally, Jaune's not really sure he can but if he says that then Pyrrha will stop and Jaune wants literally anything but that. So he says yes and tries not to make any loud noises. Pyrrha kisses him, twisting her hand and making him arch upward. She's terrible, and she's learned how to play him like a fiddle but god Jaune likes her so much. He likes her for personality reasons and stuff, unlike Weiss or Ruby or whoever else he's tried (unsuccessfully) to hit on. Pyrrha doesn't expect anything from him other than for him to be himself, and she has an unwavering faith in his ability to be great.
Somewhere, deep in the back of his mind, Jaune knows that he's never going to get another girl like this again. He groans, hoping it sounds like he's just getting beat up and not beat off, and wants to say I love you or maybe please don't leave me. The words are stuck in his throat, though, and he can't make his tongue wrap around them.
"Pyrrha," Jaune says. It's breathless and strained. "Pyrrha, Pyrrha, Pyrrha."
"Shhhhhhh." Pyrrha kisses his forehead. "I know."
He wants to tell her that she doesn't know, can't know, but Pyrrha swallows his protests. It doesn't matter, because she does know. Jaune thinks that Pyrrha knows him better than he knows himself - and isn't that stupid and cliche? He can't even bring himself to care as he arches up one last time and stops breathing for a second a year an eternity.
Sitting up, Pyrrha produces a handkerchief from somwhere and cleans off her hand. "We should work on your stealth skills next time."
". . . yeah." Jaune tries to remember how to breathe, blinking up at Pyrrha. "Okay. We should do the thing."
Effortlessly rising, Pyrrha extends a hand and Jaune takes it. Their fingers linger for a moment before Pyrrha turns and starts walking toward the roof's door. About halfway there, Pyrrha turns to look at Jaune.
"Oh. By the way, your fly is undone."
(ps: if you're late to the party/just want more porn, go check out the pornmas advent calendar/masterlist.)
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