A/N: So, I decided to do this after talking to a few awesome guys on one of the Discord servers I belong to. I might have accidentally found a new guilty pleasure in writing now XD

Brief lyrics belong to Atmosphere.

Futa!Winter, fem!Jaune, plenty of smut! Enjoy!

A Frosty Surprise

Summary: Joan just wanted a dance with someone after her and Pyrrha's big breakup. However, she got a little more than she expected…

Joan wanted to cry when Pyrrha said those words to her. The words no one ever wants to hear from their significant other. "I'm breaking up with you, Joan."

"W-what!? Why!? How could you do this to me!? I love you!"

"I know. And that's why this hurts. But I want you to be happy, and I know I can't provide that happiness."

The blonde knight brought her knees up and let the tears flow from her eyes. Pyrrha was her first everything. First girlfriend, first kiss, first person she gave herself to…

And it hurt so much to have that seem to be all for nothing.

Joan's body shook with each sob, and didn't notice the door to their dorm open until a hand was placed on her shoulder. The distressed blonde looked up to see the sympathetic pink gaze of Ren, and he sat next to her. "I won't lie to you, Joan. I can't imagine what you're going through. But know that Pyrrha didn't want to hurt you."

"Then why!? Why would she go and do this!?"

"Sometimes…a person will risk someone they love hating them for trying to get them to move forward and become happier in the long run."

Ren sighed, and he let Joan cry in his lap. "It isn't easy. And I know you feel betrayed and distressed by this. But none of us want to see you be unhappy. You have to keep on moving forward."

Joan let out a sniffle, lifting her head from Ren's lap. "How?"

"Well, I know you're not going to like this, but I think you should go to the dance tonight," Ren suggested. "You can't hole up in our dorm, even though you'd probably love to. You're our leader, Joan. Show that you can be strong even though you're going through this."

"Right…I'll try." Joan wiped her eyes, and she looked at the door as Nora strode in. "Hey, Nora?"

"Yeah Joan? I heard what happened; are you okay?" the normally bubbly redhead asked in concern.

Joan waved her off. "I'm fine, I promise. I just need you to do me a favor."

"What's that?"

"Make me a fucking stunner. I want to turn some heads tonight."

Joan shifted nervously in her heels, her head down as students from all the other academies passed by. Everyone else had dance partners except for her, and the blonde never felt so alone. She was supposed to go with Pyrrha, but after their breakup it seemed as though the redhead was either far too embarrassed or shamed to even show her face around. 'I'm the only one who doesn't have a dance partner, aren't I?'

Nora did her best with her hair and makeup. Her hair was shiny and rearranged into a ponytail that fell down her right shoulder, and her light blue dress fit her perfectly.

And yet, despite how good she looked, no one seemed to want to ask her to dance. It was as if she was contaminated after her breakup, or regarded as a disease.

'I guess…I shouldn't have come at all,' she thought gloomily. Everyone else was happily dancing to the music, trapped in their own little slice of paradise, and there she was, the dark raincloud hovering by herself.

The blonde was about to walk up to her dorm and read some manga when a beautiful woman in white made her way over to her. She appeared to be her twenties, far too old to be a student. Her elegant strides closed the gap between them, and she looked down at Joan. "You don't have a dance partner?"

"N-no…" Joan answered, feeling embarrassed by the woman's intense stare. "I'm Joan. Who are you?"

"Forgive my manners. I am Winter Schnee, Weiss's older sister," she introduced.

"No way! You're Weiss's sister?" Joan was astonished. Then she took in Winter's appearance and compared it with her mental image of Weiss, and she saw the similarities. The same white hair, the same blue eyes, the same pale skin.

And that was where the similarities ended. Whereas Weiss was petite and confident, Winter was much curvier and yet seemed to lack that same self-confidence.

"My sister never told you about me, it seems." A brief look of anger flashed in her eyes, mixed with sadness. "I suppose I should have expected that."

"Hmm?" Jane blinked, confused. "What do you mean?" 'That's strange. Why didn't Weiss mention she had a sister to any of us? Especially one as attractive as Winter?'

It didn't make any sense to the blonde.

"Never mind that." Winter waved her hand dismissively as if to bat away an annoying insect. "Would you like a dance, Joan?"

"Yes." Joan nodded, and she took Winter's hand in her own. "More than anything right now."

Winter put her hands on Joan's small waist, and the two began to waltz as a slow romantic rap song began to play.

"I love you! Don't ever fucking question that! That's why we'll probably never get along! If I was better at finding the right words to say, I wouldn't need to write these motherfucking songs! I love you!"

"Hmph. Talk about fitting…" Joan murmured, thinking of her split with Pyrrha. It tugged on her heart, and the blonde's sadness must have started to show, for Winter's brow furrowed.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I was just thinking about something. Don't worry."

They continued dancing, and the longer they waltzed, the happier Joan began to feel. Her sadness was being washed away like a torrent, and Joan allowed her body to relax in Winter's arms.

Their movements became more fluid, and Joan's lips began to curve upwards into a smile until at last, she was having fun. 'This is what I came here to do. To be happy, and enjoy myself.'

Their hips began to grind together a little, and Joan's cheeks flushed. She hadn't done anything this intimate in far too long, and by the gods did the simple touches feel good. The sensation of her hips grinding into Winter's, the throbbing length prodding at her—

Wait…NANI!?

Joan looked down, and her head tilted to the side when she saw something long and thick sticking out from the front of Winter's elegant dress. "Huh? What's that?" 'Is that a…penis? But girls don't have those. At least, I don't think they're supposed to.'

Winter looked down and she covered herself in shame, her beautiful eyes quivering with unshed tears. "Forgive me."

She immediately broke away, turning on her heel and leaving Joan absolutely confused. "What the hell?"

Winter was a hell of a lot faster than the blonde expected, and she ran after her. "Winter, wait! What's going on!?"

She stumbled in her heels, clumsy in them, and she winced. 'Dammit. Twisted ankle. How does Weiss fight in these things?'

Joan followed Winter past a few latecomers, and she caught a glimpse of her disappearing into the bathroom. "Finally caught up."

She followed her in, knocking on one of the stall doors. "Winter? Are you okay in there?"

"Go away, Joan," came the reply. Was she crying?

Joan rolled her eyes, and she yanked on it. "Winter, come out. This is just ridiculous."

"Dammit Joan, just leave me be!"

"Like hell I will. Not until you tell me what the fuck is wrong."

"You wouldn't understand," Winter murmured.

"Try me." Joan folded her arms.

The stall door opened, and it revealed Winter's absolutely gorgeous body. The older woman's frame was flawless, not a single mark on her pale skin. Her large and supple breasts yearned to break free from their lacy prison, but that wasn't what got the blonde's attention.

No, rather it was the throbbing length that he had instead of normal lady parts. 'NANI?!'

Her shock showed on her face, for Winter let out a sigh. "Like I said. You wouldn't understand that I'm…some sort of freak."

A tear started to roll down her pale cheek, and Joan strode forward, using her hand to wipe it from her face. "Winter? Look at me."

"What?"

Joan answered her by gently kissing her lips, closing her eyes. Winter tensed up, obviously surprised by the sudden gesture of affection, but she didn't recoil. Instead, she relaxed after a few heartbeats, settling her hands on Joan's waist in the same manner as when they danced.

Their kiss, while only lasting a brief few seconds, was enough. Enough to spark something inside both of them.

Enough to make their intimate and hidden desires boil uncontrollably.

Joan pulled away and she wiped her lips with sultry smirk, feeling those desires flood her southern region. "Ya know…if we stay in here, we'll inevitably get caught by someone who's had either too much to drink or needs to actually use the bathroom. But no one is going to be in their dorms, are they?"

Her hand reached down to gently caress the sensitive tip of Winter's cock, and she groaned out, her length twitching in her soft hands. "A-ahhh…"

Winter recovered, biting her lip as Joan continued to stroke her gently. "Where is your dorm, exactly?"

"Let me show you." Joan winked, and Winter's length twitched in anticipation eagerly.

Once they were inside Team JNPR's dorm, Joan locked her arms around Winter's neck and pulled her in for a kiss, the small blonde letting herself fall onto her bed. Winter's length was pulsing and throbbing against Joan's covered sex, and she let out a needy whine. "Winter, give it to meeeeee~."

Winter smirked, rubbing her cock against Joan through her dress. "So demanding. You act like you haven't had sex in forever."

"I haven't," Joan admitted, moaning out as the tip brushed against her sensitive slit. "Now please fuck meeeeee~."

Winter gave her another steamy kiss, reaching down and pulling down Joan's white panties. They were already soaked with arousal, and Winter eyed them sultrily. "Oh my. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you are quite the easy kitten to please."

"Winterrrrr~," Joan whined, squirming on the bed. Her creamy thighs opened up, and Winter took her by surprise by leaning forward and kissing her sex.

Joan moaned, moving her hips into Winter's mouth. "O-oh Oum!"

Winter lifted her head up, giving her a wink. "Such a naughty little thing. I love hearing your moans."

She gave Joan's sex another quick kiss, climbing on top of her and letting her erection throb against her entrance. Joan whined again, and Winter finally let her erection sink into her.

Joan's eyes widened at the penetration. She hadn't been with a guy before, and was mainly used to fingers being the only thing inside her.

But this, this was pure bliss.

She arched her back with a happy moan, shivering as she tried to get used to the thick length now inside her. "W-winter!"

"By Oum, you're so tight and wet," Winter managed to groan out. She began to move her hips, pumping her cock in and out of Joan's wet sex. "You sure you're not a virgin?"

It was far different than a lust-filled fuck, which Joan had a few of before she started dating Pyrrha. Their bodies were moving in perfect sync with each other, each of them responding to each other's movements and moaning happily.

The sounds of their flesh slapping together was far too much for Joan to bear; it drove her wild, and she raked her nails down Winter's pale back, leaving marks. "F-fuck! Kyaaaa~!"

Each thrust made her small breasts bounce, and Winter's hands squeezed them gently to add more stimulation to the blonde. Joan cried out, loving that she was getting toyed with and claimed at the same time.

It was a moment she wanted to last forever; if she was capable of it, she would have slowed time down just to make it last longer.

She wrapped her pale legs around Winter's waist, her nails digging in as the older woman hit that right spot again and again. "Yes~! Right there~!"

Her insides were being pleasured in ways Pyrrha could never pleasure her. All of it was thanks to that frosty surprise this gorgeous woman hid.

"I-I'm gonna…I'm gonna…!" Joan blacked out as her orgasm peaked. She shuddered, her hips bucking like an amorous mare, and she coated Winter's cock with her own juices with a scream of pleasure.

Winter groaned out as Joan tightened around her, milking her shaft, and rope after rope of her thick creamy spunk spilled into Joan's eagerly waiting sex.

Each string of seed that landed inside just added more to her pleasure, and Joan moaned out as the warmth surged through her body. "Oh fuck…it's so warm…"

Winter went to remove her spent cock, only for Joan to shake her head. "Winter…can this please not just be a one-night stand? Will you…go out with me?"

Winter blinked in surprise, and she nodded, giving Joan a gentle kiss. "I like the sound of that, Joan."

She flopped onto her, and Joan gripped her in a lover's embrace.

She was never letting her snow angel go.

A/N: And that does it for this smut. Like it? Want more of this ship? Tell me what you think!

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