Love Bites

By Lightningstrxu

Beta: Archivist of Nix/Mallobaude

Yang Xiao Long prowled the streets of Vale. It was a lovely night for a stroll, heads turning as the blonde strutted down the sidewalk, and why shouldn't they? She was sexy and she knew it. She loved the night life, not that she had much choice in that. During the day, people worked and were boring, but now, it was just one big party. Her stomach growled, reminding her why she was here.

"Perhaps I should find a bite to eat," Yang mused aloud, a wide smirk threatening to split her face, amused at her own pun. But where to go? The club was always fun but she wasn't sure about having her meal pickled in alcohol. She wanted something fresh and clean. Well, if she was going to go cruising, she'd need her ride. Going to the alley she had last seen her trusty motorcycle in, she found it plastered with parking tickets and a boot around its wheel. "I guess it has been a few weeks." Being what she was, Yang didn't need a bike to get around and only used it when she felt like. Grabbing onto the boot, she snapped the metal restraint off like a twig and brushed the tickets onto the ground. Fines were a problem of the living.

Wheeling the bike out of the alley, she looked around wondering where to go since the club was no longer on the menu. That was when she saw it, the glint of light reflecting off of armor as across the street, a tall, handsome drink of blood walked up to the local comic shop.

With superior night vision, her eyes narrowed in on her potential quarry. Judging by the look of him, he was most likely a Huntsman in training, only someone like them would walk around in armor and a sword like it was no big deal. That suited her just fine, Beacon blood was the best blood. Young, full of life, and usually coming from a body in fantastic shape. Oh, she had found her target. She watched as he slipped inside the comic shop. Absolutely perfect. Walking the bike across the street, she pulled it into a parking spot. Her trap was set. All she would have to do is wait for her prey.

It was nearly twenty minutes or so before her target finally exited the shop. That was the perfect time to strike. "Excuse me, can you help me?"

The blond young man turned to look at her. "Yes, what do you need?"

"It's my bike, I think there's something wrong with it, would you be able to lift it up so I can get under it and check it out? It's too heavy for me." Yang lied through her fangs, she could easily lift the bike with one hand, with him on it no less.

"Oh, um sure, sounds simple enough." he shrugged, putting his bag down. Good he was agreeable and didn't need any extra persuasion to help her out a solid point in his favor. He lifted up the bike so its front wheel was up in the air looking like it was doing a wheelie. "Like this?"

"Perfect." she knelt down on the ground staring at the bottom of the bike, bringing her hands up to feign doing some kind of maintenance. She continued working for several minutes.

"See anything?" her potential prey asked.

"Yeah just a bit more." for a full five minutes more she pretended to work, every so often stealing glances at him. He didn't appear to be struggling to hold up the heavy bike, that was good. Any huntsman worth his salt, even a trainee should have no problem holding something up for that long. Hopefully that wasn't the only thing he could keep up for a long time. Having passed her test she moved her hands away. "Thanks, I think I managed to fix it." she stood up smiling sweetly.

"No problem." he chuckled "Did you need anything else Miss?"

"Nope, thanks for all your help…" she trailed.

"Oh, Jaune, Jaune Arc short, sweet rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it."

"They do now?" she smirked. "Well it's nice to meet you Jaune." her hand extended. "Yang." his hand reached out to hers. "Quite the grip you've got there, nice and firm...just how I like it." she added under her non existent breath.

"Thanks, I guess all that working out had paid off?" he boasted flexing his arm.

It was cute, the boy had no clue what a workout really was. She'd show him soon enough. "My, my strong and friendly. I bet your girlfriend is happy she snatched you up."

"Oh uh...I don't exactly have one." he admitted sheepishly. "Not for lack of trying though."

Yang could have grinned if it would not risk exposing her fangs. He was perhaps the most perfect target she could have asked for. Strong, not an asshole, and, most importantly, single. Not that it would stop her, it hadn't in the past; sometimes it even led to a double course meal. But it was much easier to sway someone who was unattached. "I'm sure you will someday. So tell me Jaune as thanks for helping me with my bike. Can I ride you anywhere?"

"Oh um, if it's alright with you, I could use a lift back to the airship station, I won't make the next one if I walk."

She was a little disappointed that her innuendo went over his head. But his request was simple enough, and if things went in her favor they wouldn't even be heading there at all. "Alright," she got onto the bike. "Hop on I'll get there in no time."

"Okay." he nodded, carefully maneuvering himself onto the bike behind her. She noticed how he sat awkwardly, his hips back so he wasn't pressed against her.

"You might want to skooch forward a bit," she started up the bike, the rumble of the engine vibrating through both of them. "And probably hold on tight." Without warning she took off, Jaune's arms instinctually wrapping around her middle bringing him closer, her butt now firmly pressed against his crotch.

Perfect…

She started slowly, that way at first it could have been mistaken for just her adjusting her position, but it didn't take long before she was grinding against him. His grip on her tightened her fine tuned senses and could hear his heart racing. When they reached a stop light she grabbed his arms and placed his hands firmly on her breasts.

"I said hold on tight!" She commanded just as the light turned green. Any pretense was lost as he began to squeeze her boobs, while she continued to grind against him. She pulled into a parking spot. "Well, Jaune looks like this is your stop."

"What...oh yeah." He acknowledged confusedly. His was flush, she wouldn't be surprised if he had forgotten why he was here. After all most of his delectable blood had flowed considerably south.

"I have a proposition, you can get off now. Go home and think about me in the shower." She rubbed against him again. "Oooor, you stay on this bike and I guarantee you'll get off later…" she turned to look at him. "Several times."

"Won't your boyfriend be upset?" He asked hesitantly.

It was sweet that he was somehow able to be unsure of himself despite all the signals she had put down. "Please, I don't have boyfriends. I have boytoys." she rubbed against him again. "Want to play with me?"

"S...sure!" He managed to stammer out. The bike revved as she started up again. Her prey had taken the bait hook line and sinker. She smiled as her bike raced down the street. Unlike what fiction told you about vampires.

Yang loved being impaled with a hard piece of wood.

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Labored breaths and passionate moans echoed throughout the seedy motel room, Yang's hand's clamped onto her prey's shoulders as she rode him. He had been a little hesitant at first but once she had taken her top off and he'd gotten an eyeful of her immaculate tits, Jaune was putty in her hands.

Well much harder in her hands going by the hard cock that she was currently bouncing up and down on. It turned out he was a virgin which worked all the better in her favor. She could control everything and he wouldn't question anything either. Rocking her hips she increased her pace.

"Ya-" was the only discernible syllable that slipped past his lips as he gasped, but it wasn't hard to guess that he was trying to moan her name.

"That's right, say my name Jaune, scream it out!"

"Yang!" he managed to moan out.

That was what she lived for...unlived for? She was a nearly immortal super strong creature of the night. But this is what made her feel truly powerful. Leaning down she kissed his neck, the vigourous fucking she was giving him had his blood pumping. Her mouth opened and fangs extended. Only to be repelled by his aura.

She growled in frustration he still had his aura? Surely she should have exhausted him by now. Her hands went to his wrists pinning him to the bed. No more miss nice vampire. Whipping herself into a frenzy impaling herself on him. "Take it! I'm gonna ride you till your hips shatter Jaune. Do you want that? Tell me to break you!"

"Break me!" he gasped. That was what she wanted to hear as she continued to gyrate, the bedframe began to creak under the strain. Her fangs went to bite him again but still his aura repelled her. She could always mesmerize him into lowering it...but no, now it was a point of pride.

Redoubling her efforts she brought him almost fully out of her before slamming back down onto him. It wouldn't be much longer now, If she continued at this pace she'd go over the edge in no time. One, two, three… "Fuck!" she screamed as her orgasm tore through her. Her own pleasure bringing him past the point of no return. His body began to thrash and it was this moment her fangs found their mark. Sinking into his neck as Jaune's essence flowed into her from several sources.

By the time she finished feeding she found the blonde boy out cold, a combination of exertion and sudden blood loss. But with her appetite sated she collapsed on top of him, a blissful slumber claiming her.

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Consciousness came slowly for Jaune, as a faint buzzing interrupted his sleep. Eyes cracking open a sea of blonde hair filled his vision. All of a sudden everything from the night before, the mysterious hot girl who had offered him a ride and then she ended up the one who did most of the riding. He still couldn't believe it, he would have never thought his first time would be like this.

But he had always hoped it would.

Grinning he gazed down at the sleeping girl running his hand through her hair. She looked peaceful and almost dead to the world. He couldn't help but feel accomplished that he had managed to exhaust the obviously more experienced Yang. But as his gaze lingered something seemed off. His hand moved to her face, she was cold, and was that blood running down the side of her mouth? That was when it hit him… she wasn't breathing.

"YANG!" eyes widened as a panic induced adrenaline rush coursed through his veins destroying any fatigue he may have felt. Strong arms shook the girl. "Yang come on!" but she remained still. Oh by the gods she was dead! What was he going to do? Was it his fault?

"Quiet," the girl sleepily mumbled. "It's too early for that." she added before settling back against him.

A wave of relief washed over him as he let out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. Well she was alive, she just happened to be the heaviest sleeper he had ever met. Even now he could swear she was dead. The buzzing noise that woke him in the first place sounded again. It came from across the room where his pants had been haphazardly been tossed aside the night before.

Gently pushing the sleeping girl off of him he rolled out of bed and picked them up fishing the buzzing scroll from its pocket. Dozens of missed messages and several missed phone calls. "Crap," he had been so...distracted last night that he had forgotten about his team. They were probably all worried sick. Shooting a quick message to all of them, he made up a story about running into an old friend and ended up spending the night. Hopefully that would be enough for them to stop worrying for now. Gathering up his clothes he went into the bathroom. Checking himself out in the mirror he could see a large black and blue mark on the side of his neck. He had heard of love bites before but this was on another level, oh well nothing his aura wouldn't patch up before he went back to Beacon. One brief shower later he emerged back into the room and Yang was still dead to the world.

He wasn't sure what to do now, what was the etiquette for something like this. He couldn't very well just leave now could he? That would be extremely rude. His stomach growled giving him an idea. Making sure he had everything, Jaune also managed to find the room key in the mess they had made of the room he went outside. Taking a moment for his eyes to adjust to the mid morning sun, getting his bearings he realized he was somewhere in downtown Vale, double checking the map on his scroll he went to the nearest convenience store.

As he waited in line he couldn't help the stupid grin that formed. He'd had sex! Not just sex, freaky motel fucking with a drop dead gorgeous bike babe. It was still all so clear in his mind, finding the motel room. Making out as they tore each other's clothes off. The way her big beautiful boobs bounced as she took charge and rode him, it was all so…The low grumble of the shopkeeper snapped Jaune out of his reliving of last night's wild ride. Right he was next in line. Getting a box of donuts and two cups of coffee and he headed back to the room. It wouldn't be the most nutritious breakfast but if she was as drained as he was she would be absolutely famished.

Going back to the room he placed the food and drink on the bedside table, he turned his attention to the sleeping girl. "Hey come on it's time to get up." he shook her shoulder lightly. But she was still dead to the world. It was almost creepy how still she was. Well it was time to break out the big guns. Walking over to the window he grabbed the curtains. "Rise and shine sleepy head!" he said in a singsong voice as he ripped them open. He had expected her to grumble, to complain, maybe even somehow stay asleep.

The last thing he expected was for smoke to start billowing off of her.

With a terrified scream Yang rolled off the bed out of the sunlight. "CLOSE THE DRAPES!" she shrieked. He stood there frozen as smoke continued to rise from the other side of the bed.

"What the…" he stammered.

"I said close the drapes damn it!" she yelled again.

Snapping out of his confused stupor he pulled the curtains shut, blocking the sunlight. A few moments later Yang stood, the smoke slowly stopped. Her skin looked as if she had sustained a severe sunburn in only seconds., and he had thought his classmate Weiss was weak to the sun. "Are you...you okay?"

Yang flopped back onto the bed, the hiss of pain she let out told Jaune that had been a poor choice. "No, but I'll be fine in a few hours sooner if I feed."

"Feed? I mean I bought donuts if you want some breakfast."

"That sounds tasty, but I wouldn't really get anything out of it. I need.." she looked at him. "Protein."

The pieces were starting to click in his head, the vulnerability to sunlight, how he felt even more tired than usual this morning, her impossibly attractive body, the random sex. "You're a succubus!"

Yang laughed so hard she snorted. "Wow look at you being such a charmer, succubi are so sexy your penis would explode if you saw one directly. But I'll take the compliment. But no, I'm a vampire."

"Oh okay...I'm sorry did you say a vampire?"

"Yup."

"As in a creature of the night, that feeds on blood."

"Last time I checked yes."

"Like turn into a bat, and create thralls honest to the gods vampire." Jaune finished his rambling list of questions.

"I turn into an owl actually, a weird quirk from my mom's side of the family." she answered matter of factly.

"I see." he nodded slowly. Walking over to where he left the food he brought took out a donut and sat down on the bed next to her. "Okay so you're a vampire." she nodded. "So I'm guessing this is more than a love bite."

"That's where I fed on you last night." Panic set in, he'd been bitten by a vampire, did that mean he too was destined to become a creature of the night. Yang must have seen the fear in his eyes. "You won't become a vampire, I have to want that to happen."

Jaune breathed a sigh of relief before taking a bite of his donut. The unhealthy baked good soothing a few of his worries. That was good to know, but there was one other question that nagged him now that he thought about it. "Why did you have sex with me then?"

"I like to play with my food." Yang shrugged nonchalantly.

"So you just used me then?" Jaune bristled.

"Oh please, if someone hadn't had so much damn aura." she poked him in the chest. "I wouldn't have exhausted myself trying to break it so I could eat, and I would have been long gone by the time you woke up so I wouldn't be having to have this conversation right now." she sighed which Jaune thought was a little weird since she didn't need to breathe. "Now I'm stuck here till sundown."

"That still kind of sounds like you used me for food and fun."

"Look, what would you prefer, I ambush you, bite your neck draining you of blood and you wake up a few hours later in an alleyway confused; or I give you a night of this." she motioned down at her still nude body, even with her skin still bright red from her brief sun exposure Jaune had to admit she was still very sexy. "I think it's a fair exchange for a little blood and a fun story for you to tell in the locker room."

"I guess…" Jaune said a little unsure, it was definitely the better of the two options. It still felt a little rude.

"Listen, even if I wasn't a vampire, all this ever was going to be was a one night stand. So don't get too hung up about it. It was a bang and fang, a fuck and suck."

"Okay…" finishing up his donut and grabbing another, he sat in silence for a while. "So what now? Should I just go?"

"Not really, unless you let me mesmerize you first to forget everything we just talked about."

"Why?" Jaune was immediately on edge. It was one thing to take his blood, it was another thing to take his memories. "I won't tell anyone, they wouldn't believe it anyway."

"They won't, but I can't risk it. But if you stay with me till dusk maybe and I mean maybe. I'll consider trusting you enough to let you remember all this.

Jaune could only nod, so that was it, he could either get mind wiped now, or maybe later. "So what do you want to do?"

"Well I'm just going to lay here and hope I heal up by the time the sun goes down, you can do whatever you want. Watch tv or whatever."

So that was it, a day of boredom and if he was lucky he'd get to keep his memories. Not a great plan. He'd need a great one if he wanted to keep his mind unscrambled, something to endear him and prove himself trustworthy to her. He looked over to the girl who only a few hours before had been his lover, as she awkwardly twisted and moved. She looked like she was in a lot of pain from her brief exposure. Like a bad sunburn over her whole body, she said she'd recover. But she also said she'd recover faster if she fed.

He went back over and sat down on the bed. "If I give you more blood, you'll feel better right?"

"I will, I used up most of what I got off of you before when you decided I needed a tan." She propped herself up. "Why, you offering?"

"Yeah if it'll help. This is sort of my fault, and it has to be a nice change of pace. How often do you get someone to willingly feed you?"

"Not often enough." She sat up fully. "Take off your shirt."

"What why?" That was definitely confusing, she was just going to be biting his neck right? Unless did she want to do more? He felt a little ashamed that a small part of him even after everything that happened still wanted more.

"In case I make a mess. That and when you're nervous it makes the blood flow better."

Jaune had no idea if that was true or not but he wasn't exactly in the position to argue. Pulling his shirt and hoodie off. She crawled up behind him, his heart skipped a beat as her chest pressed against his back, arms locking around him. He closed his eyes and waited.

As he delivered himself into the jaws of the beast.

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He was so warm, they always were. Then again when you lacked an internal body temperature most things felt warm. As her fangs sang deeper in his neck she moaned in contentment as his blood flowed freely into his mouth.

"Do you have to moan?" Jaune asked, she could see he was trying to look at her and keep his neck straight at the same time, his face tinged red with embarrassment. "It's awkward."

If Yang's mouth wasn't currently full of the boy, she would have reminded him that her moans weren't awkward last night. But she couldn't bring herself to unattach from him. Right now his blood was delicious. Every drop of it made her feel stronger and better than ever. She could feel the pain of her earlier brush with sunlight ebb away with every sip.

Her fingers traced circles on his chest, feeling the muscles underneath. He was strong but unpolished, and unrefined. A few more years at Beacon should fix that, he'd be positively ripped with enough training. She chuckled silently to herself, maybe she'd let him remember just so she could keep tabs on his development, and pay a few repeat visits. It was a tempting idea but she was more of a one and done girl, she wasn't looking to settle on one bloodbag just yet. Speaking of, the flow of blood into her mouth had lessened considerably, she hadn't been feeding that long had she? Yang's mouth left his neck with a pop. Her senses told him that he still had plenty of blood left to offer it had just...her lips twisted into a smirk.

Moved south.

"My, my." she whispered into his ears, her hand moving slowly down his stomach. "Is someone enjoying this?" she stroked the bulge in his jeans causing his breath to hitch.

"Sorry, it's just with you pressing right up against me and the rubbing and …." he began.

"Shhhh, I'm not offended. If anything I'm impressed. You have enough stamina to get it up even while you're being drained." With an effortless display of supernatural strength she flipped him onto his back straddling him. "What got you going the most? Was it these big tits?" she cupped them for emphasis.

"Those definitely did something."

She ground against him earning a moan. "This is more than something Jaune, going to stake me with this hard wood."

"No!...Yes? I'm not sure what the right answer is here." He was flustered beyond thought, she was right where she wanted him. Slowly she kissed her way down his stomach unbuttoning his jeans pulling them down along with his boxers. His member stood proudly almost defiant in her face.

"You've got a good size, not too big, not too small." she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. "Juuuuust right."

"Thanks!" was all he could manage to say.

"Well you're welcome." she smiled. "You know I never did finish sucking on you, but all the blood's down here now. Guess I'll have to go with your flow." she opened her mouth wide making a point to show her fangs fully extended, she rather enjoyed the little look of panic he had seeing those sharp teeth coming down. She'd never do that of course, she was a vampire not a monster. With a quick movement she took Jaune into her mouth once more.

Ready to give him a very different kind of suck.

Bobbing her head up and down she set to work, Yang was quite proud of her skill with her mouth as her head bobbed up and down swallowing the whole of his shaft.

"Ya-Yang!" Jaune gasped, his hips bucking. She would have gagged if her body still had that reflex. She continued taking him all the way out of her mouth before inhaling him once more. The moan he gave was heavenly like music to her ears. His hands buried themselves in her hair, fingers tangling up in blonde locks. A part of her was proud that she could elicit such a reaction. However another part was annoyed that he dared to touch her glorious hair without her permission.

In his defense he couldn't possibly know that she didn't like having her hair touched, but that didn't mean she could just let him get away with it. Letting go of him she crawled up his body. "I think that's enough of an appetizer." she whispered huskily before her fangs found his neck once more. Her hips bucked grinding herself against him, she positioned herself just right to take him inside her once again. Unlatching herself from his neck she cupped his face. "You're going to lie there and take it little mortal." It was fun having someone in the know, she could ham it up as much as she wanted.

"Yes ma'am!" he gasped, his hands finding a home on her hips.

"Good." she purred, before upping her tempo. Unlike last night there was no slow build up, she knew what he could take and set about trying to shatter the poor boy's pelvis. The bed creaked as she jackhammered up and down on top of him. She was being rougher than she needed to be, but it was fitting punishment for imprisoning her in this room for a day. That was when she began to notice the white glow on his body. She smirked so she was fucking him so hard that his aura reflexivly rose to protect him. Then she'd just have to break it now wouldn't she?

To her surprise however as she continued the glow didn't fade, but instead increased. What the heck was it, was it one of those semblance things that she'd heard about? Yang didn't have time to contemplate whatever it was as with a sudden and surprising show of strength Jaune flipped them both over. "My turn now!" he snarled his hands clamping on her wrists as he began to drive himself deep into her. She wasn't sure what had caused this surge of power, never before had she been overpowered by a human, to be the bottom, to be the one being fucked.

Yang had never been so turned on in all her unlife.

Her legs wrapping around his waist she let out a moan as he thrust into her, the bed that had been cracking and creaking throughout finally gave way, its legs breaking the mattress hitting the floor with a thud. That finally pushed Yang over the edge as she climaxed, Jaune presented his neck to her and she bit into it muffling her cries. She drank of him greedily, thirsty in every sense of the word. When at last he was spent he collapsed onto her chest, exhausted. She ran her fingers through the sleeping boys hair.

"Alright, you get to remember." she kissed the top of his head. Before settling back in for a well deserved rest.

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Jaune awoke, his whole body sore and a little bit disorientated. But he quickly remembered his predicament, the motel, Yang, the fact that he was sharing a bed with a vampire. Sitting bolt upright in the now dark room, he fumbled with the bedside table lamp now that it was above him due to the bed the couple had busted. Clicking it on he found the room empty.

"At least she let me remember…" he sighed, he shouldn't have been surprised that she was gone. She had informed him as much what this was, and yet a part of him couldn't help but feel disappointed. Standing up he went to the bathroom, his eyes widened as on the bathroom mirror was message written in blood, under normal circumstances that should have freaked him out, but the content brought a smile to his face. Her scroll number scrawled across it along with a simple message.

Call Me!

So here's a smutty little Dragonslayer oneshot for you all, was talking with Mallo the other day about his Vampire Ruby fic, and decided that this was a little what if scenario. If Jaune had never met Ruby and instead met Yang.

As always read, review and if you have any ideas for more let me know.