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Note: Thought I'd give writing lemons a go. Mostly Jaune centric, but I might throw in other couples like Renora if the inspiration strikes.

Eyes on me (Jaune X Weiss)

Summary: After accepting the offer to go to the movies with Jaune and Oscar, Weiss finds the movie boring compared to what they've already been through. To entertain herself, she decides to have a little… fun… with her knight.

Weiss folded her arms, one finger tapping incessantly against her elbow. Going to an election party where everyone was rooting for her father's downfall? No thank you. Join Blake and Yang at some shady club and be a third wheel? Nope, not happening. When Jaune had popped in with that offer to go to the movies, she'd leapt on it in a heartbeat.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now she was regretting it slightly. Glancing over to Jaune's excited face and then to Oscar's even more exuberant one, she sighed quietly. Clearly, she was the only one having second thoughts.

The latest Spruce Willis movie wasn't bad by any means, it was just… a little lacking compared to what they did on a regular basis. It wasn't the movie's fault though, it was an action flick meant for civilians, not huntsmen and huntresses.

Still, even if she knew that, she wished she could enjoy the movie as much as her two companions were. They certainly weren't having any problems appreciating all the fake blood and explosions, maybe it was guy thing?

She turned to survey them again. Jaune was seated next to her, eyes firmly glued to the screen, hand occasionally reaching for the bucket of popcorn between them. Oscar was seated further away, having ditched his seat for a better positioned one, normally Weiss would have scolded him for it, but the theatre was almost completely empty so she let it slide, this time.

The idea of an ancient immortal locked up inside a teenager's head and forced to watch cheesy action flicks brought a smile to her face and caused her to giggle lightly.

"Hmm? Something funny Weiss?" Jaune looked over, having heard her giggling.

"No, no, nothing much. Just a thought." She replied.

Jaune shrugged and returned his attention to the movie, oblivious to Weiss now staring at him instead.

'He's changed a lot… back in Beacon he'd have sold his soul for this. And… I'd never have given him the chance. Guess we've all changed.' Weiss mused to herself, a melancholic smile on her face as she recalled better times.

Shaking her head to ward off the negativity, she pushed those thoughts away. This was a chance to destress and just relax, where they didn't have to worry about the world ending at the hands of an immortal witch older than dirt. For now, the past could stay where it belonged, in her memories.

The present was where it was at, just appreciating the moment and living life to the fullest. And on the topic of appreciation, she glanced back to Jaune's face, frowning in slight displeasure. Recently he'd been bringing back quite a bit of food from his huntsmen missions, especially when he was acting as a crossing guard in Mantle.

In the beginning she'd written it off as Jaune just wanting to bring some of the local delights back to share with everyone, then Nora went and spilled the beans. So, their blonde dork had somehow gone and gotten himself quite a number of admirers down in Mantle.

He hadn't done anything or taken up any… offers, and rightly so! But the thought that Jaune of all people getting this much attention and the… possibility he might reciprocate one day pissed Weiss off for some reason.

"Hey, Jaune?" She began.

"Yeah?" Jaune looked back, clueless to the thoughts running through her mind.

"What do you think about those… women constantly giving you food down in Mantle." Weiss paused to switch out some choicer words.

"Eh? Um, they're really friendly and generous? I don't think they see huntsmen a lot down in Mantle, so maybe they just want to show their thanks?" Jaune guessed.

Weiss simply stared at him as though he'd grown a second head before sighing. Still dense as ever and unable to take a hint. "Guess some things never change after all."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, nothing at all." Weiss smiled and turned back to watch the movie, glad that Jaune was unaware of what those harlots were up to.

'Where did that come from?' She pondered her sudden hostility to herself, absentmindedly reaching for some popcorn when her hand brushed his. It was small, but she noticed Jaune flinch at the contact.

'Oh?' Her interest was piqued when Jaune didn't say anything, just grabbed his popcorn and started munching.

When he reached for the bucket again, Weiss paid close attention to his face and deliberately brushed her hand against his. Another flinch, a small twitch on his face to go with it, and he was so carefully trying not to look her way too. It was kinda cute.

'Oho?' Weiss grinned. Ever since they'd reunited, Jaune hadn't lapsed back into pestering her for a date or anything. For a time, she thought he'd gotten over his crush, and boy had that stung, but now she had to re-evaluate that thought. Maybe he hadn't gotten over it after all, just gotten better at not letting it rule his actions.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Jaune on the other hand, wasn't quite as amused with the situation as Weiss was. Reaching up to tug at his collar that was now strangely too tight. He bitterly cursed Oscar for ditching him to go sit elsewhere.

'Damn you, you son of a bitch! What the hell do you mean you'll be a good wingman!? Weiss and I aren't like that damnit, we're just friends.' Jaune's glare bored into the back of Oscar's head, the farm boy must have felt it because he turned back and gave Jaune a covert thumbs up.

'I'll kill him for this. This… this is payback for Argus isn't it!?'

"Jaune?" One word from Weiss pulled him away from his glaring and he hastily put on a smile.

"Yeah?"

"I never did properly thank you for saving my life back in Haven, did I?" Weiss said and Jaune's mood nosedived.

"It's… it's fine. That was… that was my fault. Cinder went after you to spite me. If I'd just-"

"Don't. Don't blame yourself for it, it's on Cinder, not you or anyone else." Weiss silenced him by placing a finger over his lips.

Even so, Jaune felt the need to apologise again, but the words died in his throat and his breathing hitched when Weiss's hand slipped down, and landed on something a little more sensitive than his lips.

Weiss's grin enlarged when she heard Jaune gasp under her ministrations, she could feel his growing bulge as she continued massaging it with her fingers.

"W-Weiss…" Hearing Jaune gasp her name like that when she ground her palm gently into his groin enflamed something inside her. She wanted, no, needed more, needed to hear him react to her and only her.

A small part of her couldn't believe how reckless and impulsive she was being and demanded she cease and desist immediately. That part of her was ruthlessly quashed by a low moan from Jaune. Reckless and impulsive? Definitely. Even if there weren't a lot of people in the cinema, there was always the chance of being caught.

And that just added to the excitement.

"Shhh… don't want to draw attention here now, do we?" Weiss sped up her movements, feeling the bulge become rock hard.

"Weeeiissss… whaaat are yooou ooohhh…" Jaune moaned, barely able to string words together coherently.

"Shhh… just enjoy it." Weiss halted her ministrations, chuckling a bit when Jaune whined pitifully in protest. Reaching for the zipper on his jeans, she pulled it down swiftly, freeing his erection from its cloth prison.

"Whoa." The word escaped before she could even realise what she was saying. Jaune's strangled cry went unheard as she wrapped her fingers around his most sensitive organ, marvelling at its length and girth.

It was the first she'd seen in real life so she didn't have anything to compare it to, but according to the literature she stol-borrowed! Borrowed from Blake, it was certainly above average.

Slowly beginning to rub her hand up and down, stroking him off, she paid close attention to the way his dick trembled in her grip. Already it was weeping clear liquid, and Jaune's breathing was getting heavier by the second.

Jaune was in heaven, or was he in hell? He couldn't tell anymore. Weiss Schnee, Weiss Schnee of all people was giving him a handjob in a public theatre! Scratch that, his mind was still stuck on the part where Weiss Schnee was stroking him with such an agonising pace.

It was a pleasurable, pleasurable torment she subjected him to. The velvety feel of her glove and her soft grip was heavenly, it felt better than anything he'd ever experienced. Every stroke brought him closer and closer to the brink, but it wasn't enough, he needed more, needed her to go faster. Every instinct screamed at him to thrust up into her hand, and it took a supreme effort of will to suppress the urge, too afraid that if he did so, this dream would come to an end.

"W-Weiss… please… please…" He pleaded when he couldn't hold it in any further. His breathing came in ragged gasps and that oh so sinful smile on Weiss's face only fanned the flames of his lust further.

"Yes? Please what?" Weiss teased, adding a twisting motion to her hand and further driving Jaune up the wall. Seeing that needy look on his face was empowering, this was all her, all because of her. It made her feel attractive, desired, and what a heady feeling it was.

"Oooohhh… please… agh!" Jaune raised an arm and bit down on his sleeve to muffle his moans.

"Jaune, if you can't tell me what you want, I can't help then, now can I?" Weiss pretended to be oblivious even as she brought her second hand over to tickle his weeping cockhead. The piteous whine that tore its way from his throat was music to her ears.

Rubbing a finger around the tip while her other hand reached down to fondle his balls, she delighted in all the little sounds Jaune made. What a rush, she felt like a musician experimenting with a brand-new instrument, a little flick here made him moan, a twist there brought out a whine, a sudden surge of speed before slowing meant a gasp. Teasing out every sound and learning to master her new instrument was rapidly becoming entrenched at the top of the list of her favourite things.

"Weiss p-please! Fasteeerrr…" Jaune groaned out, slowly being driven insane by this sweet torture.

"Hmm? Okay then." Weiss acquiesced to his request and sped up her stroking, using her free hand to rub his sensitive tip repeatedly, smearing his precum all over her gloved hands.

"Ahhh! Weiss! I'm gonna-gonna-ahh!" Jaune gasped when Weiss suddenly stopped moving, cutting off the pleasure. Jaune wanted to cry, he wanted to scream, he was so close, so close! And then the cruel Schnee denied him his release at the very last second.

"Did you want something Jaune?" Weiss dragged his name out, grinning impishly at him without taking her hands away. When she was sure he had come off his high and wasn't in danger of blowing his load, she began to massage his aching cock again.

"Weissssss ssstooop…" Jaune groaned as he felt her push him to the edge again.

"Stop? Okay." Weiss bit down on her lower lip to keep from laughing when Jaune's entire body trembled in response to her ceasing her work again. The pleading in his eyes caused her to rub her thighs together, feeling a little moisture pool there. He was hers, all hers!

"I'll do what you want Jaune, but you need to be a bit clearer with your requests. I'm not a mind reader after all." Weiss said nonchalantly, as though she didn't control his entire being at the moment.

Hell. It was definitely hell. The last bit of Jaune's rational mind concluded. Weiss was moving again, building up the pressure in his aching groin, raising him towards a release she'd just deny again. If Jaune had to describe it, it was like climbing up to the peak of the highest mountain only to be cruelly kicked halfway down right before reaching the summit over and over again.

"Please! Please let me cum!" Jaune begged in a harsh whisper, uncaring if anyone heard him over the movie.

"Why of course, all you had to do was ask my dear." Weiss grinned and decided she'd teased the poor boy enough. Jaune had done a good job entertaining her so far and it was time to give her valiant knight his just reward.

When Weiss increased her pace, furiously jerking him off, Jaune prepared for the worst, expecting her to cut out at the last second again and subject him to even more torture. Only, this time she didn't stop.

"Ahh… ahh! Cumming!" Jaune bit down on his sleeve again as he felt his orgasm hit. Beside him, Weiss eeped as she felt his dick start throbbing and then it was spurting cum onto her hands, coating them in milky white.

Jaune collapsed back into his seat, panting hard as the biggest orgasm of his life stole his breath away. His chest rose and fell erratically and he struggled to speak, not that it would have mattered anyways. Weiss was still focused on her stained hands.

Jaune's eyes widened when he watched her bring her hands to her face and give them a sniff, before following up with a small lick.

"A little bitter, but I think it's an acquired taste." She said.

Jaune's eyes widened further as Weiss calmly licked the rest of his spunk off and swallowed. He gulped and felt his dick twitch, it was already starting to harden again despite just blowing his load, ah the wonders of aura.

Once she was done, Weiss looked down at her stained gloves before sighing and peeling them off. Washing them later would be a pain, but damn if it wasn't worth it. Glancing at Jaune's still exposed and slowly hardening member, she grinned again, the fun wasn't quite over yet.

A quick sweep of the theatre revealed no one had noticed their indiscretions in their own little corner. There wasn't anyone else in the same row as them and no one behind either, perfect.

Shifting off her seat, she knelt between Jaune's legs and pried them apart further to make room for herself. Once she was comfortable, she looked up to see his dick just inches from her face, giggling a bit, she blew on it gently, delighting in the sudden twitch.

"Weiss, what are you-"

"Shush. I told you already, just enjoy yourself Jaune." Weiss interrupted his question, in part because she had no idea how she was going to answer and in part because she wanted to get to the main event soon.

Licking her lips to moisten them, she leaned in close and planted a kiss right on Jaune's angry reddened tip. The lust filled groan told her everything she needed to know.

"Oh, you like that, don't you?" Weiss smirked and did it again, then to top it off, reached out with her tongue and gave his dick a dainty lick.

"Oh!" She recoiled slightly when Jaune's hips bucked in response. Looking up into his mortified expression, she grinned and then leaned close, sticking out her tongue and dragging it all along his shaft and head, never once breaking eye contact.

Jaune was back at full mast in no time at all, unable to resist the angel of sin that was Weiss Schnee. Satisfied with her work, Weiss pulled back slightly and seemed to hesitate for a bit before steeling herself.

Opening her mouth wide, she swallowed his length, engulfing his cock in her mouth and sending him to heights of pleasure he didn't even know existed.

'Hmmm what do I do now? According to Blake's books, teeth hurt… duh… but I should use my tongue more?' Making up her mind and hoping Jaune didn't mind her inexperience, she did exactly that, keeping her teeth away from scraping while furiously licking at everything she could.

She couldn't see his expression anymore but the sweet, sweet sounds he was making and the shudders she felt running through his body indicated she was doing something right. Bobbing her head up and down while working her tongue, she felt Jaune's hands come to rest on her hair, applying slight pressure to get her to take him deeper.

But as much as she wanted to take it all the way to the base, that was beyond her at the moment. 'Maybe next time.'

She paused at that, humming softly as she pondered her own thoughts, oblivious to what her humming was doing to Jaune. 'Next time? There's a next time?'

Her humming intensified, stealing Jaune's breath away and forcing him to hunch over. 'Silly girl, why wouldn't there be a next time? He's… he's mine, he's always been mine. Plenty of chances to practice more and make up for lost time.'

That line of thinking felt correct to her, satisfied, she pulled of Jaune's dick with a small 'plop'. Switching to massaging his cock and balls with her hands again while she gave her jaw a rest.

Jaune forced himself to lift his hands when Weiss pulled away, internally cursing the situation. Her hands had been amazing, her mouth was somehow a step beyond that, and when she did that humming thing… he swore he was seeing stars. So, when Weiss stopped and pulled back, he was absolutely terrified she was about to start toying with him again, if she did so, he might just break down crying.

"I think that's enough for now." Weiss said.

"E-enough!?" Jaune choked out, despair written all over his face.

"Yes, time for the main event." Weiss stood and shuffled around for a bit to Jaune's confusion. It cleared up though when Weiss pressed her panties into his right hand, white, lacy and completely soaked through. Climbing onto him, she sat on his legs and then pulled herself in closer.

"W-wait!" Jaune held an arm between them, shrinking back slightly when Weiss glowered at him, annoyed with the interruption.

"What is it?"

"A-are you sure you want to do this!?" Jaune blurted out, it killed him inside trying to get her to reconsider what she was doing, but it had to be done.

"You're asking this now?" Weiss huffed and glared, her angry expression still managing to get Jaune's heart to skip a beat.

"I-if we g-go any further, you might make a mistake… do something you regret!" He said.

"Haaah…" Weiss sighed and pushed Jaune's arm away so she could lean against his broad chest.

"Jaune, I, we've all done a lot of ridiculous things already. Even before coming back to Atlas, I ditched my birth family to rejoin all of you, now we're trapped in a war against the immortal queen of the Grimm. Not many people wouldn't call those mistakes. But I don't regret them." Weiss said, cupping Jaune's cheeks in her palms and lifting his head to meet her eyes with his own.

"And you know something? Even if this is a mistake, it's not one I'll regret either." Weiss said, then leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Jaune froze in place for several seconds and Weiss feared she crossed the line, then he reciprocated and her worries melted away.

Finally breaking the kiss, she looked down and reached for his dick. Grabbing it gently and lining it up with her own sopping slit, Weiss took a deep breath and then pushed in.

Two gasps were drowned out by the action on screen.

Weiss wrapped her arms around Jaune and rested her head on his shoulder, several shuddering breaths wracked her frame as her body struggled to get used to the sudden intrusion filling her in a way she'd never been filled before.

"Weiss, are you okay?" Jaune's harsh whisper of concern made her smile again. Even now, he was still thinking of her first before his own pleasure. And, she was glad to find her words true, no regret, absolutely none at all.

"I'm fine. Just, getting used to it." Weiss replied at last, every little movement by Jaune sent sparks shooting through her system. Her hymen had torn in training long ago and the slight pain of being stretched was already fading, compared with the pain brought on by training and fighting the Grimm, this was nothing.

With the pain fading, all that was left was pleasure, and the desire to get lost in it. Giving in to temptation fully, Weiss began moving her hips, sliding Jaune's cock in and out of her. With it still wet from her mouth and how soaked her own pussy was, it was so easy, so enjoyable, and Jaune began thrusting too after a while, eager to amplify their shared fun.

With both of them virgins up until this point, their first time was awkward as expected. Jaune slid out of her fully at times to both their frustration. Occasionally, Weiss would also slam her hips down too hard or Jaune would thrust at an awkward angle, taking away from their enjoyment of one another until they could settle.

But with time and effort, both found a comfortable rhythm that worked. While they were glad for the loud movie playing in the background drowning out the smacking of flesh on flesh and their lusty moans, neither dared take it too far for fear of being discovered.

Weiss slammed her lips against Jaune's again, hungrily devouring them and muting her cries that way. Something that became more vital when Jaune's hand slid down her body to her rump and began squeezing down on them hard.

"Eh? Does my snow angel like it rough?" Jaune's insufferable smirk filled her vision when they broke away from their kiss to breathe. He punctuated each word with another squeeze, each one translating to more heat pooling in her core.

"Shut. Up. Don't let it. Go to your head. Vomit boy." She panted out, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing just what he was doing to her. Although, from the way his eyes twinkled with barely suppressed mischief, she needn't have bothered.

"Gah!" She gasped in shock, feeling the wind get knocked out of her lungs when Jaune gripped down tight and simultaneously thrusted up into her with all the force he could muster.

Her legs quivered and the strength in her body faded, causing her to collapse forwards and rely on Jaune for support. Unable to hold back, she moaned right into Jaune's ear, a serious tactical mistake.

Jaune's breathing hitched as he felt Weiss's soft velvety depths clamp down around his dick tightly. The sudden tightening coupled with the breathy sigh from her brought a supreme sense of pride to him.

"Weiss, did you just cum?" He whispered into her ear.

"Noooooo…" Weiss's moan and shivering body betrayed her lie.

"You did. You did! Hahahahaha!" Jaune laughed happily, he'd gotten her off, he'd actually gotten her off!

"S-shut up!" Weiss looked away from him, normally fair skin flushed crimson in embarrassment.

Jaune wasn't having any of it, no way he was missing out on this. Reaching up, he pushed her face back to meet his own, planting a soft kiss on her lips and causing her to blush even harder.

"Sorry, sorry!" He placated, not at all apologetic for drowning Weiss in pleasure.

"Liar. You're not sorry at all." Weiss accused, her breathing already starting to return to normal as she came down from her high.

"Can you blame me?" Jaune asked cheekily.

"Ugh, I'm not regretting this so don't make me mister." Weiss wagged a finger in his face before moving again, sliding Jaune in and out of her in an effort to bring him to his second climax of the night.

Weiss ran her hands down Jaune's toned body, feeling the muscle hidden beneath his ever-present hoodie. It appeared there was some truth to Nora's nickname of Mr Muscles indeed, she wanted to see all of it in the flesh but that was pushing their luck too far in public. Just another incentive to repeat this in a more private setting sometime soon.

Jaune himself was content with luxuriating in the velvet wrapped around his dick. Tight, burning hot and soaking wet, it was everything he ever dreamed of and so much more. He wanted to spend the rest of eternity just buried inside the most beautiful girl he'd ever met, but alas he could feel his own limit approaching, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

"W-Weiss, you need to get off, I'm gonna, gonna cum again." He hissed out a warning.

"Hmm? No, I don't think I will." Weiss said and rode him harder instead.

"What!? Weiss, I'm not wearing a-"

"Inside! I'll take a pill later." Weiss spat, feeling herself draw close to another orgasm too.

"A-are you sure!?" Jaune grunted, if she kept going at this pace he wouldn't last much longer.

"Yes! I've never been surer about anything! Just shoot it inside and gimme your cum!" Weiss buried her face in his neck and bit down to muffle her cry.

Jaune lost it there. The combination of Weiss's unrelenting humping, the tightening from her second climax and the sudden pain from her lovebite brought Jaune to the edge and then ruthlessly kicked him over.

"Aaaaggghhh!"

Hands gripping onto Weiss's ass, Jaune dragged her back down onto his cock, burying himself into her as deeply as possible. Then he released into her, cum spurting deep into her and colouring her insides white.

Weiss gasped, the semen scalding hot and burning hot trails inside her. It was amazing, and it robbed her of her strength entirely. Her arms and legs were limp, unable to do more than twitch as she lay against Jaune, basking in the afterglow.

"That was… that was…" Jaune began, struggling to find words that fit.

"Amazing." Weiss offered tiredly.

"Yeah." Jaune agreed, wrapping his arms around her waist and hugging her close.

The two of them remained that way for several minutes, just enjoying the moment and one another's company.

Jaune broke the silence first with a simple question. "Why?"

"Hmm… who knows? Would you believe me if I said this was on a whim?" Weiss laughed softly.

"It doesn't matter, you're mine Arc. All mine. From now on, I want your eyes on me and me alone, understand?" She looked up into his sapphire orbs then planted a kiss on his cheek.

"…They never left you know." Jaune said and Weiss smiled.

"I know."

"Are you sure you won't regret this?" Jaune asked, he had to know, had to make sure.

"Hmmph, only thing I regret is waiting this long. I should have taken up your offer when we were back in Beacon. Maybe it's the hair." Weiss joked.

"Again with the hair, my old hairstyle wasn't that bad." Jaune complained.

"No, but this one makes you look less… dorky? It's got a different charm to it that's for sure." Weiss said, resting her head on his shoulder again and staring at the red mark she left on his neck. His aura would probably make it go away in a bit, shame, it was a mark that proved whose man he was now. Ah, it didn't matter, there were other ways of marking him as her own.

"Back in Beacon, you never cared for my name, did you?" Weiss asked.

"Your name? Uh, I don't follow." Jaune answered honestly.

"Heh, that speaks for itself. You didn't approach me because of my name or my wealth." She stated.

"Weiss… I uh… I didn't even know who you were when we met." Jaune said.

"Yeah… I owe you an apology, back then, I thought you were like all my other suitors, only interested in Weiss Schnee the means to an end instead of Weiss Schnee the person. So… I'm sorry."

"Forget it, we were different people back then. And I didn't exactly make the best impression… or do anything to improve it." Jaune admitted.

"Besides, it's uh, hard to be angry with you after, you know…" He trailed off sheepishly.

"After we fucked in public?" Weiss giggled at the flabbergasted look on Jaune's face.

"Yes Jaune, I can swear."

Jaune shook his head in disbelief, still not daring to fully accept everything as reality. "Anything else you want to do to shatter my worldview further?"

"Well… according to the movie review, we have another hour or so before it ends…" Weiss trailed off teasingly, letting the unspoken offer hang between them.

Before Jaune could say anything, she had spun around to face the screen, all without pulling out at all. She could feel him hardening inside her again and purposefully ground her ass into his hips to speed up the process.

"This is a comfy chair, much better than my old one. I think I'll stay here for the rest of the movie, any problems with that Jaune?" She looked up into his eyes, smiling innocently, still grinding against him.

"Nope! None at all!" Jaune squeaked out, not resisting when Weiss grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her waist. Her hair brushed against his nose, filling it with the floral scent of her shampoo and something that was undoubtably Weiss Schnee.

'Oscar, you're the best wingman ever!' Jaune thought and tightened his hug on Weiss. This was his reality now and he was going to enjoy it to the best of his ability.

His snow angel simply smiled smugly and reclined into her 'chair' for the night. 'I should have done this ages ago. Best, night, ever.'