His crushing weight was on top of her. Every thrust of his hips hammered her deeper into the mattress. She never would have expected that this was how her first time would be. Not under these circumstances. Not these conditions. Not because of a decision made by her parents...

"My mind... it feels like it's going blank!" Blake cried. "I can't feel anything but your white-hot rod bruising my womb!"

Jaune grunted with effort as he continued to slam into her. Each time he hit home he drove the breath from her lungs. It took all the effort in the world to merely speak as he fucked her.

"At this rate I'm going to get pregnant!" she moaned. "Your seed is going to fill me up and put a baby inside of me! I'm going to be a mother!"

Jaune pressed his chest close to hers, squishing down on her ample breasts as he brought his lips down to her ear. "That's right. I'm going to impregnate you, and you're going to bear me a son."

Blake's mind was about to break. He was just so big. His presence on top of her was so heavy. Despite how much she didn't want this...

She couldn't get enough of it.

"Here it comes," Jaune growled as he pumped into her. "Get ready to be filled with my seed."

Blake's heart skipped a beat. "No! Not inside!" She begged. Jaune groaned, and she felt him erupt inside her, filling her cervix to the brim with its potent goo. "Kyaaaaaaaaaa~~~!"...

One day earlier

Truth be told? Jaune was living the dream. If he never accomplished a single important thing as a huntsman in his life he would still be able to die a happy man.

The boy thought about how far he'd come in just a few months. It was more than just his skill as a huntsman that had improved. His whole social situation had. It wasn't long ago that Weiss was rejecting him at every turn and Cardin was bullying him. But now?

He'd fucked Nora. A lot. He'd fucked Yang. He'd fucked Pyrrha. He'd fucked his combat teacher Glynda Goodwitch. He'd fucked his upperclassman Coco. He'd even fucked a pair of twins he'd never met before. The Malachite sisters were not only skilled fighters in their own right, but had a PornPlace page as well. Being able to do a collaboration with them had been a great boon for both of their channels.

He'd gone from runt of the litter to the top dog in the yard. No one could touch him. Well, except all the people who touched him. He couldn't go a day without getting a mix congratulatory high-fives and jealous glares from his peers. Honestly after the whole Glynda ordeal he was amazed that someone from Beacon hadn't officially put a stop to his and Nora's little degenerate love nest. Then again, Miss Goodwitch had spoken about the influx of new Beacon applicants since their channel took off. Maybe he really was doing a civic duty. Maybe the sheer amount of sex happening at Beacon really was for the greater good.

Despite the sheer variety in women he'd been able to sample, there was something about being able to go back home to Nora that was most satisfying. Maybe it was because she had been his first. Or maybe it was because they'd done it so much that they were completely and totally in sync. Whatever the case, he could just let loose and be natural around her. He didn't mind her seeing him when he wasn't standing at attention and looking his most flattering. Jaune could walk around flaccid in front of her and feel no self-consciousness whatsoever. If anything, she'd just comment on his nice butt as he walked past.

Arcs did have nice butts, after all. It was genetic.

As the day wound down Jaune wondered what the evening would bring. Would Nora be in the mood? He hadn't received any texts asking him to join her in the Porner. Maybe tonight would be a nice, peaceful evening to let Big Jaune rest. Even with Aura, everyone needed a little rest and recovery from time to time.

"Maybe I could head into Vale," he mused aloud. "Go pick up some new comics. I'm way behind on my X-Ray and Vav."

Strolling alone through Beacon's courtyard, the sun was only a couple hours away from setting. He'd need to go down there soon if he wanted to make it back before dark. Then he'd grab some food, lay down in bed, and enjoy some comics.

The rustling of leaves earned his attention, and Jaune expected to feel a nice breeze on his face as he passed underneath it. No such sensation hit him. However, the source of the disturbance soon revealed itself.

Jaune yelped, being pulled off his feet as one of his ankles was bound by some sort of trap that laid unseen on the ground. He was pulled upward by his leg up into the tree, and at the same time a figure in black descended from the branches, falling in time with his own ascent.

Finally an equilibrium was reached, and Jaune hung dangling upside down by one of his ankles, blue eyes staring wide at the person who had caught him in her trap. "Blake?" he practically screeched in both surprise and panic.

Even upside down, Jaune saw how the almost cold expression in her brilliant golden eyes stared up at him as he dangled down vulnerably from where his ankle was constricted. Some sort of rope was balancing their two bodies, using one of the thick tree branches as a fulcrum that held Jaune in place, while Blake stood on the ground below him.

"Jaune," she said evenly.

The blond boy swung gently from his awkward position, all the while staring down at Blake who didn't seem to find anything wrong with their respective situations. "Um, can you let me down?" he asked. "What's going on?"

"I can't let you down," she informed him, and took a step forward even while she hung onto her end of the rope. "Not until you hear what I have to say."

Crap. What had he done to piss Blake off lately? Jaune racked his brain trying to think of what he could have done to get on the faunus girl's bad side.

Faunus! Had he said or done something to insult her heritage? Her race? Had he made some sort of off-color joke about people fucking like rabbits or something? Would a faunus even get offended by something like that? Maybe he should ask Velvet that sometime. She was a rabbit faunus, after all.

"Um, sure!" he agreed with as much enthusiasm as he could muster while all the blood ran to his head. A head he wasn't used to getting all the blood these days. "Maybe you could let me down and we can discuss this like two normal people?" His eyes widened. "Not that you're not normal because you're a faunus or anything like that"! He insisted hurriedly. "Because you're totally normal!"

Golden eyes narrowed on him. In an instant Jaune knew that he shouldn't press the faunus button in the future.

Blake moved to tie her end of the rope around the trunk of the tree, and after doing so was now free to approach Jaune to the point of being able to touch his face. "We can talk here," she insisted. "Do I have your attention?"

Doing his best to nod in his position, Jaune did so fervently. "Definitely. What's on your mind, Blake?"

"I want to do something with you," she began in an unenthusiastic, almost deadpan tone.

Like hang me upside down from a tree? his mind asked. "Oh, um, what kind of thing?" he asked instead.

Jaune saw how her hands moved behind her body, and when they came back out she was holding a book of some sort. She presented it to him, and a moment later had the thought to flip it upside down so that he would be able to read the title.

"Ninjas of Love 2: A Clash of Clans?" Jaune read aloud.

Blake nodded. "Yes. It's the second book in the Ninjas of Love series."

Jaune blinked. He knew that Blake was into reading and all that, but did she really need to go to such extreme measures to get him to do so as well? Maybe he should just tell her that he had actually been planning on heading down to a local bookstore in order to pick up some comics. That was sort of like reading, right?

"So do you want me to read it?" he wondered. "Because you could have just asked."

Blake shook her head this time. "No. Not just read it, Jaune." Her arms lowered, and she stepped closer to him and leaned up in order to speak directly into his ear. "I want to act it out."

When she pulled back Jaune noticed the slight tinge of pink on her cheeks. He still didn't get it, however.

"Act it out?" he wondered. "I'm not exactly a ninja like you are," he said, arms doing the best they could to motion to the trap he found himself ensnared in.

"You're not," she agreed. "What you are though, is a lover." Those hard golden eyes focused on him, and Jaune couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. "I've seen your videos. You're building quite a reputation here at Beacon."

He knew that, but he never would have expected Blake of all people to comment on it. She'd never shown an ounce of interest in the conversations their circle of friends sometimes had in the cafeteria. Unlike Nora, Yang, and Pyrrha, she'd had never shown any desire to partake in their amorous activities either. She was quiet and aloof. Truth be told Jaune didn't know if he'd ever interacted with her one on one before this very conversation.

"So being a… lover," he said carefully. "Will help you act out a book about ninjas?"

Blake's tongue darted out, wetting her lips before she stepped closer to him once again. Those intense eyes of hers stared into his, unblinking as she whispered her next words. "This book contains an H scene," she explained. Never mind that Jaune had no idea what an H scene was. "That's what we're going to be acting out."

Her answer merely raised more questions. "Sorry, what's an H scene?"

She took a deep breath. A brief look of annoyance crossed her face before she spoke again. "Sex, Jaune. It's a sex scene."

And suddenly it all made sense.

Blake wanted his dick. She wanted it in order to act out a scene from one of her favorite books.

"Oh, um, yeah," Jaune stuttered, taken aback by the sudden and indecent proposal. "Yeah we could totally do that. Did you really need to tie me up to ask that?"

"I needed you to witness my skills."

Jaune didn't know what that cryptic answer meant, and he didn't want to know. "They sure are… nice."

She nodded. "I want you to take this book," she said, presenting it to him in both hands like she was handing him some sort of ancient artifact. "Read pages 130 through 142. You don't have to memorize the dialogue per se, but get a general idea of what's going on. Learn the story. Learn the situation they're in. Learn who the characters are."

Jaune took hold of the book, and the top thing which was still on his mind was being let down so he could at least stand and hold a normal conversation with the girl who was propositioning him for sex.

"Here's what I want," she continued. "Vaginal. Raw. Cream pie. Maledom. I'm not a virgin, but I assure you that I'm clean of any STDs. I'm also on birth control so you don't need to worry about wearing a condom or impregnating me. The most important aspect of all of this will be the roleplaying part, so I need you to play your part with gusto. Otherwise the experience will be ruined, and it will just be like any ordinary sex. Are these conditions that you can meet?"

Jaune felt drenched under the deluge of demands from this casual acquaintance of his. He'd done a good deal of those things already, but playing an overly dominant role would be new for him. As would the roleplaying aspect of it all. However, he was willing to give it a shot. He was willing to study the book she'd given him all night in order to perform his role with gusto, as Blake had said.

After all, Jaune had heard tales of the Bellabooty before. Who was he to pass up an opportunity at witnessing it in all its bare glory firsthand?

"Yeah," he agreed readily. "I'm definitely okay with all that."

Blake nodded, and in one swift motion the blade of Gambol Shroud came out and cut the rope which suspended Jaune mid-air. He fell to the ground in a crumpled heap, the cry on his lips only drowned out by the sudden impact his body made on the grass.

"Good. I'll see you tomorrow after class in your usual room. Bring Velvet along to record it. I would like a copy of this. For… research purposes," she quickly followed up.

As Jaune picked himself up off the ground, he knew that her explanation was just an excuse. He wasn't about to kink shame her, however. If Blake wanted a personal copy of her roleplaying experience to get off to, then more power to her.

"Definitely," he agreed. "I'll be there."

She didn't smile. Blake merely nodded an affirmation. "Good. Now… ninja vanish!"

Her hand moved like lightning, tossing something down to the ground which exploded with a thick cloud of smoke. The initial shock made his eyes squeeze shut, and for a moment he coughed when he breathed in the concealing fog.

Yet after his lungs had settled, Jaune heard everything in the still courtyard. Blake had tried to ninja vanish but she was dummy thicc, and the clap of her Bellabooty alerted Jaune as she ran away and leapt through the open window of the nearest building on campus.

When the smoke had cleared he was alone with only a book in his hands to show for his troubles. So much for getting some comics. He had new reading material he needed to study tonight.

A smile grew on his lips. That Bellabooty though.

"So roleplaying? Really?"

Jaune walked through the hallway of the exchange student dormitory, flanked on either side by his partners in crime in their shared business endeavor. With Nora on his right looking up at him eagerly, and Velvet trotting alongside with her camera, Jaune was on his way to plunder some booty that would make any pirate in the past ages of Remnant jealous.

"Yeah," he confirmed. "Believe me, I was just as surprised as you. It doesn't help that she dropped the idea on me after…"

Nora tilted her head slightly and gave him a quizzical look. "After what?"

Jaune shook his head. "Never mind." No one needed to know about how he'd been roped up by the ankle like a big game prize which had just been caught by an expert hunter. Blake had certainly proven to be an expert in tying that rope. It made him happy that she'd requested maledom from him as opposed to the alternative.

Then again, he might not mind getting tied up by Blake and letting her have her way with him…

"Well I think it's really cool," Nora pressed. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to find good cosplay and roleplay porn online? Not only do you need guys and girls who are into the show, but they need to be willing to bang on camera while in costume and character! It's like, the rarest of the rare!"

Jaune could believe that. It had actually taken him more commitment than ever before in order to prepare for his part in this. In order to prepare to share a bed with Blake.

He'd studied the book she had provided to him late into the night in order to do his best to fulfill the faunus girl's wishes. He even did a little extra reading in order to properly acquaint himself with both his and Blake's characters. He'd done a little online digging too, if nothing else just to find out which tropes were particularly popular with them. Jaune wanted to be able to do both his role, and Blake, justice today.

"Hopefully she won't mind the audience," Jaune said, referring to Nora's presence. "I mean Velvet's necessary to record it, but all you're going to be doing is sitting in the corner and watching, Nora."

The ginger girl gasped with indignation. "That's not true!" The insult fled her face almost instantly, replaced with a coy smirk on her beautiful pink lips. "I'll also be diddling myself watching it."

Jaune grinned, shaking his head in disbelief. A few months ago, and with any other person, he wouldn't have believed the words could come out of their mouth. With Nora though? Totally normal and natural.

"How about you, Velvet?" Jaune asked, turning his attention to the other, quieter girl. "Do you get anything out of this?"

Brown eyes went wide, and her vision fell down to the carpeted hall as the girl seemed to shrink in on herself. "N-no," she stuttered meekly. "Of course not. It's just a job."

A well-paying job. Jaune and Nora were making pretty decent money now with their PornPlace channel, and as the camerawoman Velvet was entitled to a cut of the profits. Were those new boots she was wearing? Despite what appeared to be a little bit of awkwardness, she was certainly getting something out of this whole arrangement.

Reaching the door of the Porner, Jaune laid his palm on the handle. "Well here we are," he announced. "Ready?"

Velvet nodded. Nora grinned. Taking a breath and steeling himself, Jaune pushed the door open to find…

Candle-lit darkness.

Bright enough to see the room, but dark enough to be considered romantic, Jaune stepped into his and Nora's private love nest to find that it had been altered. The heavy blackout curtains were closed, and all around him numerous candles sat on every piece of furniture available in order to illuminate the place. Incense burned, and the pleasant aroma of lavender wafted through Jaune's nostrils. His heart fluttered inside his chest when he saw the girl in question sprawled out across one of the beds.

Blake wore a black silk nightgown, a kimono of eastern-Mistral origin as her golden eyes sparkled in the candlelight. Long, pale legs were bare, stretched out across the bed as her attention turned to greet the newcomers. Her face betrayed no emotion, and despite being surrounded by his friends, she had eyes only for him.

"So you've come," she greeted softly. "At long last you're here to fulfill your obligations."

Jaune turned and nodded to Velvet, who whipped out her camera and got into a better position to film the bed. Nora on the other hand dashed over to the furthest bed where she took a seat, ready to do her own thing. Jaune meanwhile realized that the game had already begun. Unless this formal manner of speech really was Blake's own mind, rather than that of the character she was playing.

"I have," he confirmed, taking a step forward. "We both know what needs to happen here tonight."

Blake's gaze broke from his, and Jaune followed as her eyes settled on a chair. More specifically, the article of clothing hanging over it. "You've certainly come overdressed for the occasion then, Jujimaru-san. Perhaps you're thinking of defying your father's orders?"

Jaune looked down at his blue jeans and hoodie. Then back to the garment. The black ninja gi. It wouldn't be a cosplay if he wasn't wearing his proper attire, now would it?

He stripped down quickly before grabbing the gi and slipping it on. Blake had guessed his size correctly. He wondered how much thought she'd put into this before even asking.

Judging by the way her eyes were glued to his bare chest as he had disrobed, probably a lot.

Now in his proper costume, Jaune felt as though he could really dive into the character of Jujimaru Emoto. The male character from Ninjas of Love 2 who would be fulfilling his familial obligations with the lovely Kawaiiko.

"I would never defy my father's orders," Jaune said, taking a step toward where Blake still lay on her side. "The Koneko and Emoto clans have agreed to join houses, and in order for that to happen… we must be joined together as one."

Blake shivered noticeably, and her arms wrapped tightly around her stomach in faux fear. "Don't act like this is mere obligation for you," she whimpered. "I've seen how your lecherous gaze stole my innocence the moment you walked into my room. And to think that tonight they want… want…"

Blade shuddered, a whimper of fear slipping through her lips. She was really getting into it. Any onlooker who wasn't in on the game might have actually thought she dreaded being forced to have sex with him. Jaune on the other hand knew better. He especially liked how Blake accused him of staring at her lecherously when she had done just that as soon as he'd taken his shirt off.

"Yes, they want it," Jaune said softly, approaching the bed and making Blake cower back in fear. He slammed his palms on the mattress, staring down hard at his roleplaying companion. "And I want it too. Stand up."

Blake's body language was a masterful display of acting, and she hesitantly stood up to stand beside Jaune next to the bed. She was a good half a foot shorter than him, and from this angle he could gaze down atop her head. Atop the flattened feline ears which themselves indicated fear and trepidation.

"Now… let's get a look at the goods, shall we?" Jaune asked, wrapping his arms around Blake and pulling her against his chest.

"N-no…" she whined softly, her head held low and forehead pressing against his sternum. "No please, it's embarrassing…"

Jaune's hands rested on the small of her back, and slowly but surely trailed downward to a part of Blake which was the stuff of both guy's and girl's dreams. Sinking ever lower and lower, and reaching underneath the short kimono nightgown, Jaune's palms found the ample cheeks of Blake's ass.

He'd finally found the Bellabooty.

His fingers squeezed down on her, and there was more than enough for a handful even in his large hands. There was nothing but skin in his hands, and it wasn't until they'd migrated a little bit north that he found the thin thong strap near her waistline. Upon reflection of just how pronounced her rear end was in those purple leggings of hers, it was no surprise to Jaune that Blake wore thongs.

She squished out between his fingers, and Jaune felt as though he was groping a pair of giant, bouncy marshmallows as he eagerly felt up his friend. He was rock-hard in an instant.

"Kyaaaa!" Blake yelped softly. "G-gently, please…"

Had it been any other girl in any other situation, Jaune would have relented. However, Jaune had read the scene Blake provided. He knew she wanted to be dominated just like Kawaiiko had been in the book. She wanted it rough. He would oblige the girl and her fantasy.

"What a lovely lotus flower you've bloomed into," he growled down into her ear. "But now let's see what you look like with your petals unfurled."

Blake gasped, shaking her head wildly into his chest. "N-no, not that," she whispered. "You can't see me… naked."

"It's the only way we can make love," he pushed. "The only way to put a baby in you. The heir to our joined clans. The Ninja King who will one day rule over all the Shinobi."

With false reluctance Blake pulled away, and with very real reluctance Jaune relinquished his hold on her rear end. Her hands moved to her waist where she pulled on the silk cord tying her kimono closed. Then slowly but surely, Blake disrobed before him, her nightgown falling to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Her skin was ghostly pale even in the dim candlelight. Silky-smooth, it didn't betray a lifetime of hard experiences growing up outside of the kingdoms and fighting in the White Fang. Blake's body was perfect and beautiful, a very real treasure which men would risk death to so much as even glimpse.

Her breasts, while not as large as Yang and Nora's, or even Coco's, were perky and full. Blake's nipples were erect from arousal, showing that despite her portraying reluctance and fear in her acting, she wanted this. She was getting off to this. Jaune could only imagine how wet she was right now beneath that skimpy purple thong of hers.

"There, my little lotus flower is finally free to see the sunlight," Jaune said, stepping toward her once more. Blake stepped back fearfully until the backs of her legs hit the bed, stopping her in her tracks. "Come to me, Kawaiiko-kun."

In response Blake's arms moved up in order to shield her torso from Jaune's character's leering eyes. "Jujimaru-san… don't stare at me so intensely. I feel as though I could get pregnant just from your eyes…"

Jaune was glad that wouldn't be the case, and that Blake was on the pill. The bulge in his pants was threatening to stab a hole through his boxers, and he was ready for this. He stepped closer to Blake, their bodies nearly touching as he stared down at her.

"Then let's not waste anymore time," he pushed. "For our families, for the future of all the Shinobi clans, I must put my baby in you."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and prepared to shove her down onto the bed. Before he could, however, Blake leaned up and whispered softly into his ear. "Blowjob," she hissed. "Force me."

Jaune pulled back, staring down into her beautiful golden eyes. It was true that they weren't copying the scene verbatim, as he was hardly an actor who could memorize an entire scene overnight. Blake herself was acting as sort of a director of the scene as well, it seemed. He would be more than happy to follow her lead if it led to her ideal fantasy.

"But first," he said, improvising on the fly. "I think you need a… taste of what's to come."

Jaune untied his ninja garb and threw it aside. All that remained was his boxers, and he pulled them down to expose his long, hard shaft to Blake. She'd probably seen it a dozen times already, considering her level of kinkiness. Still, her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets while playing the timid character of Kawaiiko Koneko.

"J-j-jujimaru-san…" she stuttered fearfully. "What do you mean by- kyaaa!"

Jaune grabbed Blake and 'forced' her down onto her knees, but found that her legs bent willingly in order to be put into the position. Her mouth was already open when he took hold of his shaft and stuck it inside her mouth.

With his right hand he took hold of Blake's beautiful black hair, and she quickly began to suck him off while she knelt down in front of him.

"Mmm, that's it, Kawaiiko-kun," Jaune groaned. It wasn't even exaggerated, either. Blake's mouth and tongue were working him to perfection, and as she had told him the day before, it was obvious that this wasn't her first time doing such a thing. "Your mouth is the perfect sheath for my katana…"

Wet slurps and gurgles were his only response, and Blake's eyes flicked up at him while she worked his shaft. They widened deliberately and expectantly for a brief moment, and Jaune believed he knew what Blake was wordlessly asking for. She had wanted maledom, after all.

Taking hold of her head with both his hands, Jaune took control of the blowjob, and began to thrust his hips so that he was facefucking Blake. Her own head movements ceased, and held in his hands all she could do was kneel there and take his cock in her mouth was he thrust into it like he would have a pussy.

"Ghhkk," she gurgled, her throat being kissed by the tip of his dick. "Grrhk. Aahhk."

Gagging. Choking. Wet slobbering. Jaune had never heard these kinds of sounds in any of his other experiences, but then again no girl had ever asked him to dominate her before. With a mouth full of his cock Blake could only accept his hard thrusts, moaning on his meat and choking on his cock. If it were ever too much for her he knew that she would have the power to stop him. Until that happened, however, he would fulfill her basest desire to see Kawaiiko be dominated by Jujimaru.

"Mmm, you're such a pretty little flower," Jaune moaned as Blake's lips squeezed tightly around his cock. Saliva dribbled down the shaft, Blake's mouth overflowing with both it and his penis, and unable to contain it all. Jaune had to admit it was hot. "I can't wait to pollinate you."

Blake stared up at him with lustful and yearning eyes, and he was surprised to find that she genuinely enjoyed having her throat stuffed full of his dick. Then again he wasn't about to kinkshame her or anyone else in the world. Like Nora had once said, sex was a good thing. It made you feel good, and thus kept the Grimm at bay. If Blake's kink was being dominated while roleplaying, then more power to her.

After several long minutes of fucking Blake's face, Jaune felt ready to explode. He was so turned on right now that he needed to get to the main course. He ceased his movements, and hopefully Blake had gotten her fill of his dick in her mouth. He needed to stuff another hole of hers now.

Blake coughed once he was out of her, though whether it was real or for show he couldn't say. "J-jujimaru-san…" she whimpered. "You shouldn't be so rough with your new wife. I might break in half if you penetrate me so deeply…"

Her nipples were still hard as diamonds. Her breaths came out in ragged pants. And up close he could see the pink blush creeping on her cheeks. Yeah, Blake was so completely turned on by this, and him, right now. Jaune was happy he was doing a decent job of erotic roleplaying on his first try.

"You know you like it rough," he snarled, lifting Blake back up onto her feet. With a hand he reached down between her legs, rubbing between them to find her hot, sensitive core. Blake moaned pleasurably, and he could tell it wasn't a fake one for the sake of their scene. "Look at how turned on you are right now. You're soaking wet."

The faunus girl shook her head embarrassedly. "N-no," she insisted. "That's not true. I'm not enjoying this. I'm only doing it because my family is making me…"

"Is that so?" Hooking a thumb around the band of her thong, Jaune pulled it down, his own legs bending and coming with it so he could pull it down to her ankles. Blake gasped sharply when his fingers found her bare womanhood again. "Your Shinobi Star says otherwise…"

"No, it's not true," she whimpered. "I don't want your kunai! I don't!" Her breathing was harsh and ragged as Jaune's fingers stroked the folds of her pussy. "Jujimaru-san… no…"

Jaune's face came down to her head, taking in a whiff of her thick black hair as his fingers found her clit. He didn't know what kind of shampoo she used, but it was intoxicating. Combined with the lavender scent of the incense burning in the room and the blowjob, Jaune was about ready to explode with desire as he rubbed and stroked Blake's wet folds.

He kissed the top of her head. He moved to do the same on her temple. Down lower to her cheek. Her chin. Her neck. Every time his lips touched her he earned a soft, lustful moan from Blake. Then he found his lips directly in front of hers, and her golden eyes stared half-lidded into his own.

She moved close to him again in order to shield her words from Velvet's watchful camera. "Doggystyle," she whispered quickly.

Jaune didn't acknowledge the request verbally, but rather acted on it physically.

Standing back up at his full height, Jaune took hold of Blake's waist and spun her around to face the bed. With one hand still on her hip and one on her back, he shoved her forward and bent her down over the bed.

"J-jujimaru-san…" she whimpered. "No… please… gently…"

Jaune's rock-hard cock rested on the thick cheeks of Blake's ass. An ass without compare. He couldn't believe he was staring down at the fabled Bellabooty. He couldn't believe he was about to plow it.

Her legs were already spread open wide to accommodate him, and with one hand Jaune took hold of his member and rubbed it up against the slick folds of Blake's eager pussy. She moaned and whimpered under his touch, and without wasting another second Jaune spread her open and shoved himself inside.

"Ahh!" she hissed, taking his head first. Despite the fact that she wasn't a virgin, Blake was still incredibly tight. She squeezed around his cock, and Jaune had to work hard to force himself inside her. "Ah, J-jujimaru-san… gentle please… it's my first time…"

Jaune blissfully slid his shaft inside her hot, tight folds, and Blake's womanhood constricted around him tightly every step of the way. It was a wonder Jaune didn't burst inside her right then and there. His hands grasped her hips tightly, holding her in place while he stuffed the rest of himself inside her accommodating hole. Soon he was up to his hilt inside her, his crotch resting blissfully against the thick, ample cheeks of her butt.

"That's it," he hissed, still in character. "Take it, Kawaiiko-kun. Take my katana inside you."

"Jujimaru-san…" she gasped. "I can't believe it. Your penis is inside my vagina. You're making such a refined Shinobi into nothing more than a cock slut."

Rather than grabbing hold of her hips like he might have with any other girl, Jaune's hands squeezed down tightly on Blake's ass cheeks. They were so thick and full that he was easily able to hold onto them like handles as he began to pump in and out of her tight, wet cunt.

"Uhh!" she grunted, feeling the full impact of him as he slid in and out. "Ugh! Uuuhh!" There was no room for flowery roleplay talk here. This was Blake taking his cock and feeling every inch of it.

"Yeah you like that don't you, Kawaiiko-kun?" Jaune growled as he thrust in and out of Blake's passage.

It was like hammering into a plate full of jello. It was incredible. Beyond compare. Not even Nora's pancake butt had the bounce of Blake's Bellabooty.

"M-my pussy is taking the shape of your dick!" Blake whined as her head rested on the mattress. On the side of her face so the camera could see her expressions and hear her words. "Your dick is moulding my pussy!"

The clap of skin on skin echoed in Jaune's ears as he bounced off Blake's bountiful booty. He stared down at it, admiring her ass while he pounded away at it. Her cheeks jiggled and rippled with every impact of his hips, and he could hardly believe that a girl could be this thick in the ass while still maintaining a perfect hourglass figure. But seeing Blake was believing. Feeling Blake was believing.

Hearing her moan was threatening to push him over the edge.

"Ah… ha… I can feel you hitting my deepest parts!" Blake wailed as Jaune railed away at her ass. "I can't think of anything but your dick!"

Why was it that this admittedly terrible roleplay dialogue was turning him on so much? These were things that a normal person would never say during sex, yet hearing Blake moan such utter nonsense was filling him with an uncontrollable lust he couldn't describe. Jaune's fingers squeezed down tightly on her ass cheeks, digging into them as he kept pounding at her with reckless abandon. He was going to cum in no time if he kept this pace up, but he couldn't help it. He was addicted to this roleplay. He was addicted to Blake. He was addicted to the Bellabooty.

"It feels like my body is melting! How shameful for me to cum for a man like you!"

Oh she wasn't the only one who was about to cum. Jaune couldn't take it anymore, and he had to pull out. He had to stop for even just a moment so that his cock would get a chance to rest and reset. Pumping Blake continuously like this would lead to nothing but an early climax for him.

Jaune pulled out just in time, and lucky prevented himself from cumming. Still, in order to keep up appearances for the roleplay, and not to disappoint Blake, he had to do something in order to keep the immersion of the scene going.

As much as he would miss the sight of Blake's beautiful ass shaking and jiggling in front of him, Jaune grabbed hold of her torso and stood her up before spinning her around in place. Before Blake had a chance to speak he shoved her down onto the bed and climbed atop her.

Pinning her hands down next to her head, Jaune brought his lips close to hers. "I want to see your face when I cum inside you," he whispered harshly, trying to keep in-character. "I want to see your face when I impregnate you with my child."

Blake 'struggled' against his grasp, thrashing underneath him in a showy effort to try and dislodge him. "N-no, Jujimaru-san! Haven't you had your fill yet? Aren't you satisfied with taking my chastity?"

Whether in-character or out, Jaune wouldn't be satisfied until he finished. To leave blue-balled after clapping Blake's ass the way he had, he knew he had to finish with her. It would be a crime not to.

Jaune's lips brushed against Blake's, stopping just short of kissing her. "You know we have no choice but to do this," he whispered. "We must conceive a child together for the good of our clans. For the good of the world."

Every second was desperately bought time for Jaune to collect himself so that he could draw out the scenario for as long as possible. Not just for his own pleasure, but for Blake's as well. The one thing Jaune always wanted to do no matter what was to make his partner orgasm first. He never wanted a lady he was with to leave unsatisfied. He would make Blake writhe in pleasure and rapture before he burst inside of her.

Taking hold of Blake's silky thighs, Jaune spread her legs wide and pushed them up and back toward her body. She folded back, her lithe and agile body easily able to accommodate the mating press Jaune was positioning her for. He felt it appropriate for both the pregnancy and domination aspects of the roleplay.

"J-jujimaru-san," Blake whispered as Jaune pushed all his weight down upon her. "I'm… I'm…"

"Soaked," Jaune finished for her as his cock rubbed her wet pussy. "You've enjoyed my katana up to this point."

"No…" she whispered, defiant but unbelievable. "No it hasn't been good, I haven't loved it…"

"Your body says otherwise," he said, easily parting her folds as he pushed back inside her. The very real gasp as he did made him smile. "As do your lips."

Grunting as he pushed the last of himself in, Jaune started anew, humping away at the girl beneath him and shaking the bed as he did so. His hands pressed down onto the mattress, while Blake's own found a place on his back when her arms wrapped around him.

"Ah… ha… ha…" she moaned with each thrust. "Ju… ju…ji…"

"Yeah, that's right. You love it. Admit it. You love my cock, Kawaiiko-kun. You've secretly loved me ever since we were children. You've waited your whole life to be my bride."

"Please no more!" she begged. "I don't want to die from the pleasure…"

Blake's eyes were closed and her mouth agape as Jaune pounded down into her. He missed watching her ass, but seeing the genuine reactions on her face was a worthy trade-off. Every twitch of her lips. The grinding of her teeth. Her eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. She was feeling every bit of him as he pumped her pussy full of his cock.

Jaune was feeling it as well, and he knew it was just a battle against time now. Sex with Blake was like nothing he'd ever experienced before, and he couldn't pace himself as he furiously pounded her snatch. The dark and exotic beauty was his first faunus girl, and he wondered if that had anything to do with it. Or perhaps it was the roleplaying. Or even just her sweet, sweet ass. Whatever the case, Jaune was having the time of his life as he and Blake fucked in the candlelit darkness.

Wet slaps filled the room each time Jaune's dick slid out of her wet cunt and stabbed back in. She was dripping with arousal, and the feel and sound of it were more factors leading to Jaune's inevitable climax. He humped at her prone body desperately, trying his hardest to make her orgasm before he did.

And then an idea struck. She had wanted maledom, did she not? It was his first time trying something like this, so he hoped she wouldn't mind…

With one palm still on the mattress while he pounded her, the other hand came up to grip Blake around her throat. He didn't squeeze hard enough to cut off her airflow, but enough so that she could feel its presence there. Golden eyes snapped open, staring up into his own blue ones with intensity and lust.

She didn't protest, and Jaune kept the hand there as he fucked her. "That's it. Take my dick, you little cockslut. Take my seed and bear me a son."

Her nails dug deep into his back, and there was no mistaking her reaction to his light choking. She loved it. She absolutely loved it. Her breathing was coming out in desperate, ragged breaths as she lay there and took his rough pounding.

"Jau-" she stopped herself, nearly losing herself in the moment as he all but fucked her brains out. "Jujimaru-san!" she screamed as he ravaged her pussy. "I'm going to cum! You're making this noble Shinobi princess cum on her first time!"

That was what Jaune wanted to hear. He kept going. He kept pumping. Hard. Fast. Desperate. He pounded Blake like he'd never done before, making the bed shake and creak under his weight.

"My mind... it feels like it's going blank!" Blake cried. "I can't feel anything but your white-hot rod bruising my womb!"

Her body was thrashing underneath him. On either side of him he could see Blake's toes curling tightly. She was nearly there. Just a little more…

"At this rate I'm going to get pregnant!" she moaned. "Your seed is going to fill me up and put a baby inside of me! I'm going to be a mother!"

It was incredible that she was able to stay in-character even on the brink of orgasm. Jaune was happy for it. Somehow the cheesy roleplay dialogue made the sex even hotter. So hot that he had neared his end as well.

"Here it comes," Jaune growled, slamming in and out of her so fast that one would have thought that he possessed Ruby's speed Semblance. "Get ready to be filled with my seed."

"No! Not inside!" She begged.

Her character said no, but Blake said yes. She would be receiving a cervix full of premium Arc spunk courtesy of this huntsman-turned-amateur porn star.

The pressure was too much and he couldn't hold back any longer. Jaune unleashed a tidal wave of sperm inside Blake's waiting womb, and hard, pressurized shots filled her up with more force than he could ever remember cumming before. Not one. Not two. Not three. A full half a dozen shots at full force inside of Blake's pussy as Jaune groaned in pleasure and relief from finally being able to release himself inside her.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaa~~~!" she wailed, her legs kicking the best they could as he pressed them down against her body.

As Jaune continued to cum he saw a pair of naked Blakes suddenly materialize beside them on both sides of the bed. Jaune yelped in sudden surprise, and it took a moment to remember that Blake's Semblance was creating shadow clones of herself. Even so, to witness three nude Blakes simultaneously experiencing orgasms all around him was a shocking thing to experience when you weren't expecting it.

Long seconds passed, and when Jaune had finally dumped all of his cum inside her he leaned down, brushing black sweaty hair aside and kissing Blake on the forehead. She moaned softly in delight, her eyes still closed and her lungs still desperately sucking in oxygen as she came down from her own intense orgasm.

"You came so much… I'm definitely going to be pregnant."

"Our son is in you now," he agreed, still playing his role to the best of his ability. Blake had wanted him to commit, after all. Just because they'd both orgasmed didn't mean it was over.

"Our… son…" she managed to say between breaths. "Naruske…" she said, naming him.

"Naruske," he echoed, not knowing where she'd gotten the name from, but figured it was from somewhere in the book. "A fine name for a strong Shinobi."

Jaune pulled back and out, and a deluge of cum began to drip out of Blake's thoroughly abused pussy. Velvet got in close with her camera to witness it spill out. He was sure that not just the audience, but Blake herself would want to see the aftermath of Jaune cream-pieing her.

Blake continued to lay there catching her breath. What came next wasn't part of the roleplay or from the book Blake had provided him, but he crawled back onto the bed beside her and wrapped an arm around her waist. She turned onto her side and accommodated the gesture, moulding her body against his as they cuddled after sex. Jaune buried his face into her thick black mane of hair and kissed the back of her head.

She moaned contentedly, all the while Velvet recording the peaceful end of what had been a very eventful porno.

Ninjas of Lust was a niche, but still very popular video on the Beacon Sluts porn channel. It filled two particular categories which people searched for, both faunus-on-human sex as well as roleplaying.

But more importantly than what it did for Jaune and Nora's channel, it provided Blake with prime masturbation material which she indulged in every night afterward.

Author's Note: Blake is a weird character. I can't stand writing her unless she's nothing like she is in canon. She either has to be a weeb, an exaggerated cat faunus, or a Grimm hybrid. In this case it's the first one.

I was actually going to watch some hentai in order to collect some of the ridiculous, cringey dialogue that's said during sex, but luckily a few people in my Discord server offered to outsource the task for me. So I'd like to thank all of them for helping me with Blake's terrible hentai dialogue. You know who you are. You degenerates, I love you all.

I think next chapter requires more reactions before the next sex scene. And I think I have just the woman in mind for who the next will be. If she can gaze into the future, you might think life would be a breeze.