Innocence

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Jaune had been in tense situations before. Sneaking into Beacon Academy with little to no previous combat experience had been harrowing, what with having to act like he belonged, facing down a Deathstalker and many more. Yet, as the bullhead touched down into Vale and the door opened up with a hiss of pneumatic pressure, he swore his heart had never beat harder. It was a jackhammer in his chest and he found himself having a hard time breathing. He forced himself to take a few deep breaths. It would come as no surprise to anyone that he was still a virgin, and while he, like many boys his age, wanted to remove that particular status, it didn't make taking the dive any easier.

At least, that's what he was assuming was going to happen. He shook his head again. Assuming anything would be stupid. The last thing he wanted to do was to piss off Neo by assuming she wanted to go all the way. What else could he think though? He clenched and unclenched his hands taking another few breaths, the sound drowned out by the drone of the Bullhead engines as they slowly wound down. The best way to think about this was just teasing. Neo seemed to be the type, and this was only their second outing. Girls didn't normally do anything like that until at least a third date, right? Or was that old fashioned?

Jaune groaned and rubbed his temples. He had no idea. All he had to go on was what little he remembered from his sisters dating, and it's not like he paid any attention to their sexual habits. His face clenched up in disgust at the mere thought; one that at least killed whatever libido had remained after he'd...relieved himself. He'd never been on a real date before Neo, and he was clueless on what was considered to be proper behavior. When was the 'right' time to take things further? His sisters had talked about girls who'd 'put out,' on the first date in terms of disgust, but he also knew that his family was a tad old fashioned. He wasn't from the big city, and insisting upon waiting for a long time might get him mocked, or even worse, upset Neo. Assuming too much though, might disgust her and drive her away. There was no right answer, and all he could do was just prepare for anything. He got to his feet and walked outside, trying his best to ignore the pounding in his chest. Stepping out onto the gangway, Jaune glanced back and forth across the Bullhead Landing Zone, looking for his diminutive girlfriend. A cursory inspection showed no multicolored hair or lovely smirk, and so he walked further out onto the platform.

He walked forward a few feet, closing his eyes and taking another slow breath, feeling his heartbeat slowly calm down. The weather was nice once again, not too warm with a nice breeze rushing through his hair. Then, he smiled. Regardless of Neo's goals for the day, it was rather nice to have someone so cute as his girlfriend.

His girlfriend. Simply thinking that made him feel giddy once more. Although, he did kind of wish to know more about her. What were her hobbies? What did she do for fun? She knew about places like The Pit, but that didn't really give him much, other than that she had connections to shady places. It wasn't like he could talk. He was able to get his hands on forged credentials. Jaune gave a light chuckle, shaking his head.

A sharp whistle sound caused him to snap his view up, blinking in surprise. He glanced back and forth and saw nothing, then turned to his side. Jaune's vision was suddenly obscured by the white, pink and black colors that Neo wore, the petite girl jumping at him, giving him just enough time to catch her as she clung to him. He opened his mouth to speak, and Neo took this as an opportunity to push her lips against his own and slide her tongue inside his mouth. Her legs wrapped around his waist and it was all Jaune could do to hold onto her, his hands finding themselves beneath her. For a few moments, he marvelled, as he had so many times before, at just how soft Neo's lips felt, and as he kissed back, he could feel the faintest vibrations of a moan of approval, the closest thing to a sound that could probably come from Neo's lips. Their tongues danced for a few moments, but Neo, as usual, took the lead, and Jaune was all too happy to follow, letting himself get lost in his girlfriend's passion.

When they finally parted, separating with a small pop, Jaune was panting and his heartbeat had once more spiked. Jaune blushed and spoke. "Not that I didn't enjoy it, but give a guy a warning first…"

Neo's smile only grew as she hopped down out of his arms and quickly signed out, "That would take the fun out of it."

Jaune gave a wry smile, and then his cheeks started to heat up as the sounds of murmuring could be heard around him. There were a few people staring at him, a few younger men staring enviously at him, while an old couple gave disapproving glares and at least one young Valian fashionista looked intrigued. "We probably shouldn't be too handsy in public either," Jaune muttered, rubbing the back of his neck warmly as his cheeks began to turn a color reminiscent of a tomato.

A huff; Neo rolled her eyes and gave that same deliciously smug smile that reminded him that Neo knew exactly how attractive she was, and what kind of effect she had on Jaune. "Let them stare. I want everyone to know who you belong to." She ended her signing with a low lidded, sultry stare and a lick of her lips that sent a shiver running up Jaune's spine. It took a supreme force of will and a desperate attempt to think of literally anything else to keep Jaune from having the obvious physical reaction in public. What was it about that possessive statement that he enjoyed so much?

Jaune coughed and glanced away from Neo momentarily to collect his thoughts. "So, um…" Jaune began lamely, doing what he could to avoid letting Neo hear the nerves deep within, "W-where are we going for today?" Jaune glanced back down to Neo's mischievous smirk.

"Well, you said you weren't into an audience, so I think my place will do." Neo signed, turning around with a closed eyed smirk and strutting away.

Jaune gave a choking noise, eyes wide. He waited for her to turn around and admit to a joke, but she just kept walking down the street, heels clicking on the cement and shapely rear swaying back and forth almost hypnotically. With an audible gulp, and his heart pounding in his ears once more, Jaune followed close behind. Was this going to be it? Was he really going to be taking that all important step so soon?

Neo may have looked calm, but only two hours earlier, she'd been just as nervous as Jaune had been. For different reasons, mind. Sex was something Neo relished, so anything that got her closer to that wonderful act with her new blond angel was all too welcome. No, it was something else. She'd been planning on having Jaune come to her house for some time, but when she'd got back to her abode after leaving Roman, a realization struck. She could not let Jaune see her apartment like it was. Firstly, it was a mess, but that was far from the biggest issue. Had the problem been just a few bras haphazardly tossed around, or maybe a sex aid or two left out in the open, she probably wouldn't have batted an eye. Hell, she probably would have teased the boy about noticing it.

The problem was that anyone with half a brain who say Neo's domicile could instantly tell that it was the hideout of a thief. Stolen loot littered the sizable, multi-room apartment. Rare paintings filched from museums, stacks of Lien chips far more than any Huntsman could make in a year, suitcases full of Dust and other reminders of Neo's larcenous career were just strewn about. Seeing how she wasn't a particularly social girl, and very few ever got to see the inside of her residence, Neo normally didn't care about keeping things clean or organized. So an incredibly tense hour and a half began with Neo frantically trying to clean up her apartment. Pictures were shoved into closets, Lien chips were tossed into random containers and Dust placed with no order or organization into various suitcases and slid under her bed. All she had to do was make sure that Jaune didn't let his curiosity get the best of him, and start snooping around. Well, he might be a bit distracted with her flawless figure to do much snooping on anything besides what lay underneath her exquisitely chosen lingerie.

She had to stop herself momentarily. Today was not the day. She could tell Jaune was getting more comfortable with her, and was certainly eager to take another step in their relationship, but it hadn't taken her very long to notice he was a bit old fashioned. If she wanted their relationship to evolve to banging like rabbits and getting him to accept her dominating him in the bedroom, she had to slowly lure him to that point. Which meant that despite already feeling that delicious heat pooling in the pit of her stomach and growing ever wetter, she had to remind herself that they weren't going all the way. Not yet. Still, it wouldn't mean that she wasn't going to have loads of fun, and give Jaune a memory he wouldn't forget. Even as the duo walked through the artisanal district of Vale where her apartment was located, she licked her lips with a wicked smile. The thought that today's events would be in his mind even as he dreamed of her stroking himself was something she took pride in.

She glanced about at the shops that lined the streets. The artisanal district was full of hand-crafted furniture shops, microbreweries and other hipster outlets. Neo herself wasn't interested, but had set up shop here as it would be the last place that anyone would expect her to be living. There was enough police force to keep the less subtle thugs out of her hair, but they were dozy and reactionary, so she never had to worry about any of them snooping in her business. The fact that her apartment was rent controlled was rather nice too. Neo led the two to an empty shop front that she owned as well, never planning on doing anything with it, but wanting to make sure that she was the only person in the building.

"So," Jaune spoke up, trying to sound casual, "This is where you live? It seems like a nice area of town."

Neo smiled. It was adorable how he was trying to act so nonchalant. She lifted a hand and gave a 'so-so' gesture before turning away once more. The two made their way around to the side of the building, and Neo swiped her scroll by the door, unlocking it and opening it up. Inside were stairs that went up to the second floor. Jaune followed as Neo made her way up the stairs, and up to a second, nondescript door. Neo swiped her scroll over that door as well, and with a soft, but still audible click, the door swung open. She stepped in first, then turned around and smiled at Jaune.

Jaune stepped into the foyer, and paused. "Should I take my boots off?"

Neo shook her head and simply motioned for Jaune to follow her into the living room. It was definitely spacious; large enough to accommodate a large, overstuffed recliner, a luxurious loveseat and a couch, all done in Neo's trademark three colors. The other side of the room held a frankly ludicrously sized television and a pair of classical paintings that Jaune had no idea who painted them, but had to admit that they looked classy. Toward the west side of the living room he could see a kitchen, with an open bar counter that let anyone in the kitchen gaze out into the living room. On the east, a hallway that led to what Jaune could only assume were the bedroom and bathroom.

The sound of Neo clearing her throat caught Jaune's attention, and he turned to face her standing expectantly, patting the armchair with a suspiciously innocent smile. Jaune raised a single eyebrow, but shrugged and sat down. The brown, velvet upholstered recliner was certainly comfortable. He might have marvelled at it some more, had not mere seconds after he'd gotten himself comfortable, than Neo's figure crashed onto him, seating herself directly on his lap. Further, he hadn't time to even speak before Neo's lips captured his own once again and Jaune found himself caring about nothing more than the soft, curvaceous girlfriend atop him. They kissed, separated just long enough for Jaune to catch his breath from the surprise before Neo pushed in again.

Jaune wrapped his arms around her small frame and the two simply kissed and kissed again, Neo's hunger for him nearly overwhelming in its intensity. She pressed herself against him, letting him feel every soft bit of her, and even the trained, taut muscle beneath. Even as she ravished his mouth, her hips moved back and forth, grinding her rear against his crotch. It didn't take very long until Jaune found himself tenting in his jeans and groaning into Neo's mouth. This only served to encourage Neo, whose hands entwined themselves in Jaunes hair, locking her legs around his waist to make sure he could go nowhere. Not that Jaune wanted to be anywhere but where he was, with Neo practically plastered to him.

That was when Neo decided to up her game. One of her dainty hands removed themselves from Jaune's head and grabbed ahold of one of his hands, and guided it directly to her rear. He was surprised for a few moments, before he boldly decided to have his other hand do the same. This must have been the correct move, as Neo gave a gently little mewl into his mouth and had him harder than ever. It didn't help that the grinding was driving him nuts with lust, and he found himself unconsciously helping her along, pushing her against him. Neo seemed to love it just as much as he did, as she continued to give soft, breathy little whimpers and moans of her own as she pressed her lower half against Jaune's own.

He could feel her chest rising and falling, faster and faster as she ground away, and a thought occurred. Was she getting off to this? The train of thought ended up getting derailed, however, when Neo suddenly paused and slowly disengaged from Jaune. Not enough to get up, simply enough to give her some room, leaning back from him with a wild and wanton grin. Jaune watched as Neo's hands slid under her shirt behind her, watching as her shoulders shrugged and moved, her hands messing with something. Then, with one smooth motion, Neo withdrew her hands from behind her, and in one of them was a black, lacy bra, a thing so sheer that Jaune was certain if she took her shirt off, he probably would have seen just about everything anyway. The kind of lingerie that signaled that this was most certainly Neo's choice. His jaw fell slightly open in surprise.

Of course, had he known Neo's next move, his reaction would have been even more surprised. Neo leaned back in and grabbed one of his hands. Neo then turned away from Jaune, facing forward but still sitting right atop Jaune's 'family sword.' She guided his hand, this time slower than before, to her stomach, sliding it under her shirt. Jaune swallowed, his mouth suddenly feeling quite dry as Neo guided his hand upward. Then, finally, she brought his hand up to her right breast and placed it directly atop it, so he could feel her stiff nipple against the palm of his hand. Gods, if she didn't feel like heaven, soft, and warm, and perfect in every way. He gently squeezed her flesh and she gave another delicious, barely audible sound and once more began to grind hard against him.

Time ceased to have meaning. All Jaune could feel was Neo's body grinding against his lower half, bringing him closer and closer to a messy crescendo, all while his hand massaged Neo's luscious chest. His other hand joined its twin and Neo softly mewled again in joy. Neo tilted her head up and Jaune lowered his head to meet her, their lips meeting and tongues entwining. Jaune was never a guy who needed large breasts, and his hands being able to encompass Neo's breasts were something he relished. His index fingers rested atop Neo's nipples and began to gently rub them, earning a harder and almost frantic grinding from Neo. Her hand kept his face against her own as she tasted him, took him for her own. Jaune tried to move his hips to match Neo's, but suddenly a sharp nip of Neo's teeth to his tongue caused him to flinch. When he withdrew, Neo gave a mischievous, wicked little smile. It appeared as though she were the one dictating everything. He gave a nervous smile in return, and Neo once more brought their lips together.

He was so achingly hard, and he prayed they would do more than that, or at least Neo would return the favor. He could scarcely think, caught between his own growing arousal and Neo's relentless passion. Then, she stopped. It began with her ever so slowly breaking the kiss, while her hips that had spent so long rubbing herself against him slowed their pace. Then, she gently took his hands and removed them from her lovely breasts, and Jaune let out an unconscious whine of frustration, his poor member throbbing furiously between his legs. Had he done something wrong? Before he could ask, Neo's hands signed out, "Sorry, hot stuff, but I don't want to take things too far yet. Enjoy the preview though?"

Jaune bit his lip, a thousand things rushing through his mind. On one hand, god, he loved it. Neo felt as good as she looked, and being in such an intimate and passionate position with Neo was something divine. On the other hand, he was so frustrated, having been brought so close. "I-well…"

Neo hopped off of his lap and leaned down to kiss him, this time much softer and less lustful than before. "If it makes you feel any better, I'm quite worked up too. Tell you what: we need to still sign you up for the Pit. I'll pay for your drinks; it's the least I could do for leaving you with such a stiff problem." Neo finished by licking her lips and lowering her gaze to Jaune's obviously tenting pants.

Jaune's face burned and he covered his problem with his hands. "A-alright…" He responded, sounding slightly downtrodden. Slowly he got up, trying his best to distract himself from sexy thoughts to calm himself down.

Although she did feel bad for leaving him aching, Neo was also absolutely loving the situation. Their little session had been passionate enough, with enough teasing to make sure that Jaune would think of no one else when he relieved himself. She'd be on his mind all day, every day. Exactly how she wanted it. Further, another part of her savored the idea that he hadn't gotten off, that he was aching for her. Simmering in frustration and agony, imagining her naked figure atop him. She'd give it to him slowly, piece by piece, until she was a goddess in his eyes. The very thought of his frustration had Neo positively soaked. It was all she could do not to shove her hands into her pants right before Jaune's eyes and rub herself to a climax before his hungry eyes and aching member. An enjoyable idea, but not one she was going to indulge in yet. Such depravity would have to wait for another time.

Still, the poor boy looked not unlike a kicked puppy, so Neo curled a finger in his direction. He blinked and approached her, leaning down. Neo wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him firmly once more, making sure he knew that he did nothing wrong. When she finally released him, he cleared his throat with a strange and small smile. "So," he finally responded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Where is this Pit you've been talking about?"

[Vale - Junior's]

Jaune blinked.

Neo was halfway up the steps to the nightclub before realizing that Jaune wasn't by her side and turned around to see her boyfriend staring at the sign incredulously. She gave a short whistle and he jumped in surprise. "S-Sorry," Jaune murmured. "Just couldn't believe it was under my nose this whole time. I'd have assumed Yang would have already known about this place, what with her daredevil behavior."

"Remember what we discussed on our way here?" Neo signed, tilting her head.

"Yeah. You've got a few people who aren't too happy with you, so for my safety, you've got to keep a professional distance from me while we're conducting Pit business." Jaune repeated. He'd accepted the explanation, and Neo didn't seem to be lying to him. It didn't mean it didn't worry him. She'd made enemies angry enough to hurt those close to her? Huntsmen did occasionally act as law enforcement, but it was odd that there would be others who'd hate her.

Neo frowned. "I'm sorry. I swear, I'm not doing this because I'm ashamed to be with you or anything."

Jaune smiled warmly. "It's fine, Neo." He then paused. "Although I might have to decline the drinks. Thinking on it, I still have more school to go to, and I don't want to wake up tomorrow with a hangover."

With a wry smile, Neo nodded. "I gotcha, hot stuff. We'll get you signed up, get a date and then you can head back to Beacon and…" Neo smirked. "Take care of any...issues."

Jaune's cheeks burned again. "It's kind of your fault…" He muttered.

Instead of looking chastised, Neo's smirk became even more smug. "I know." With that, she turned on her heel and threw open the doors to Junior's. Jaune followed a few feet behind her, hands in his pockets and doing what he could to keep his eyes off of Neo's shapely rear. Jaune had been to Junior's before, but never during the day, and it was almost a bit of a culture shock to see the usually crowded and loud hangout spot so quiet and nearly empty. The only people inside were a couple of rough looking men in leather coats and visible Huntsman weaponry drinking in the corner, and a hulking man behind the bar looking rather bored. Jaune made his way to another table, and watched his petite girlfriend approach the bar.

Whatever reaction Jaune had expected from the large man, it was most certainly not for the man to stiffen up with an expression like a tiger just walked into his club. "Oh hell, what is it now? I told Roman that-" He was interrupted as Neo pulled out her Scroll and held it up to him. The man paused and looked over before sighing. "Yeah, sure. Whatever. But, you and whoever this new stud of yours is are going to follow the rules of the Pit, right?" Jaune couldn't see the expression on Neo's face, but whatever it was, it caused the large man to recoil slightly, and reach under the counter for something. "Glare at me all you like; you and your partner want to do business with me? You follow my rules. Got it?" Neo stood unmoving for a few seconds before Jaune noticed her nodding. "Good. Got a name?"

Neo typed something out on her scroll and once again moved it to where the man could see. "Alright. Bottom Tier. Friday, 9pm. Your stud has to bring his own weaponry. You'll supply the entry fee?" Neo nodded again. The large man nodded back and turned his back to her, working on some sort of drink. As he did, Neo turned to Jaune and gave a tilt of her head, letting him know things were settled. Jaune nodded, and got to his feet, making his way to the door. As he stepped outside, his scroll buzzed, and he opened it up.

[LaceAndSteel: Thanks for today, hot stuff. I promise, next time, we'll go a little further. ;)]

Jaune's cheeks turned pink once more, and his heartbeat picked up. He couldn't say he hated today; he got to feel Neo up, and she felt just as perfect, just as lovely as she looked. It didn't mean, however, that he was all worked up for nothing, and Neo's little teasing promises weren't helping. The young man stood still, trying his damndest to forget the feel of Neo in his lap, and the feel of her soft breasts in his hands, lest he end up walking through Vale with a visible erection, and he died of embarrassment before he got to Beacon. One thing was for certain though. Once he did get back to school?

He had some 'business' to take care of…

A/N: Merry belated Christmas folks. Check profile for more detail.