95Author's Note: Based on my story, My Abominable Monster Classmates Can't Be This Cute
Commissioned by: anonymous
The door shut behind him, and Jaune breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't believe it, but at the same time he could.
Porno. An actual, real-life porn video. Who even had physical media anymore? He supposed that Salem's school didn't exactly have access to the CCT Network. As a result, the purchase, or more likely, theft of actual movies was a necessity for the faculty and students here. And it just so happened that his oh so wonderful combat professor, and professional sadist Tyrian Callows had provided all kinds of entertaining and educational movies for his students.
Tonight had wound up pushing Jaune over an edge he hadn't realized he was teetering over. After weeks of being at this school, weeks of sharing a bed with not only Ruby, but now with Weiss as well, he needed a release. He'd seen both Ruby and her sister Yang naked before. And now he'd just been forced to watch the hardcore fucking of professional porno with a girl latched onto either side of him.
Standing alone in the bathroom of his and Ruby's dorm room, Jaune unbuckled his belt and unzipped his blue jeans. There was a stiffness in there that had to be taken care of. He needed to get it out of his system. It had been weeks since he'd masturbated, not having done it since arriving at this school. The time, and certainly the mood had never seemed right. It needed to be done, however. For more than just stress relief. He couldn't afford to have a wet dream with Ruby and Weiss sharing his bed.
Knowing the hybrids, their enhanced senses would probably pick up on the sudden smell and they'd decide to investigate. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if they did. If they did decide to explore his body with theirs. They were all beautiful in their own way, after all. However, at the moment Jaune just wanted to blow his load and be done with it. He wanted to indulge in the lustful thoughts that were at the forefront of his mind. Anything in the future with his hybrid girl roommates could wait until just that. The future.
With his cock in his hand Jaune began to stroke himself for the first time in weeks. Closing his eyes he pictured the familiar faces and bodies of the girls in his life. Ruby and her smooth, supple skin. Her perky breasts and tight ass. Yang, with her enormous, beautiful tits. More than a handful for even his large hands. Weiss, who while he'd never seen nude, undoubtedly had a beautiful body as well. She certainly had the prettiest face out of the three.
Jaune gasped as he continued imagining them, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible. The toilet was open and ready to accept his pent-up lust. It would feel so nice to finally get it all out.
"Naughty, naughty."
His eyes shot open, and a chill ran down his spine. All traces of comfort and relaxation evaporated instantly.
Jaune shoved his member back down into his boxers, a large tent pitched as he whirled around to find the source of the words. Nothing was immediately behind him. Until he looked up.
There, stuck to the ceiling like a spider, was the all too familiar form of the monster who haunted the underside of his bed. His own personal bogeywoman, Blake.
Baleful red eyes stared into his, and the girl's head hung upside down as she clung to her spot on the ceiling. "Don't stop on my account. I do so love dinner and a show…"
Even if the mood hadn't been completely ruined, Jaune wasn't about to put on a show for the hybrid girl. "Blake. How long have you been there?"
The sound of clicking filled Jaune's ears, and Blake used the barbed tips of her tentacles to scuttle over to the wall and crawled down. She landed on her feet before turning to face him. "Long enough to know that you're a very dirty boy." The ferocious metal mask she wore concealed the lower portion of her face, but he could tell by the tone of her voice and the lines around her eyes that she was smiling. "Tell me, which one of us were you thinking about?"
All of them, his mind answered. Except you. He would certainly never give that answer to the monster who stood before him right now. "It's not what you think…" he weakly protested.
"Isn't it?" she breathed excitedly. She slowly and deliberately stepped toward him, forcing him to retreat away from her. A tentacle came up to the mask covering her mouth. "Lower horn this, lower horn that," she purred, lowering the mask to reveal a wide maw filled with daggers. "Unlike them I know what it really is." A long, serpentine tongue darted out to lick an agonizingly slow circle around her lips. "And I know what you were doing with it…"
Jaune found himself backed up to the point where the backs of his knees bumped against the toilet. He glanced back at it to make sure he wouldn't trip and fall. It was his undoing, and before he knew it he felt a pair of impacts on his chest, and he was forced to fall down onto the toilet seat. "B-Blake!" he cried in sudden horror. "What are y-"
"Shhh," she whispered, bringing up one of her tentacles to silence him. Her wet tongue hung loosely from her mouth, flicking as if she were a snake tasting the air. "Naughty, naughty," she repeated, the tendrils sliding down the front of his hoodie. He felt the barbs on his chest even through the fabric. "Your heart is racing, darling. Your anxiety, your terror, it's such an aphrodisiac…"
Aphrodisiac! Jaune had never taken such a substance before, but even he knew what they were… and what they did…
Tentacles trailed down his chest to his stomach. From his stomach to his pelvis. Just above where a surprisingly still hard cock was pressing up against a thin layer of fabric.
"Blake… wait…"
She didn't. Blake never waited. She never stopped. She never cared. Blake got what Blake wanted.
Tonight was no different.
With surprising gentleness and finesse, a pair of barbed tips slowly slid Jaune's boxers down, once again revealing a long, stiff penis. The cold air that hit it was nothing compared to the chill that ran down his spine when he saw Blake staring at it. Jaune held his breath, not making any sudden movements lest he provoke her into doing something that he would regret for the rest of his life. That is, if he even lived long enough to regret it.
"Very, very like a berry…" he heard the girl mumble to herself. Blake lowered herself down to her knees, glowing crimson eyes never leaving his crotch as she did. "Ripe and red and ready to eat…"
The mention of eating made Jaune's heart feel like it had just been struck by lightning. Even as the hybrid moved he shouted. "Wait!"
Blake's head came down on his cock, swallowing it whole with one bite. Blue eyes instinctively shut, his already terror-riddled mind flooded and overwhelmed by what he expected to be the end. To be pain the likes of which he couldn't imagine.
It never came. Instead…
He felt a pair of thin lips lock around the smooth skin of his dick. Somehow, amazingly so, he couldn't feel a single one of the sharp teeth that lined her jaws pressing down on his most sensitive spot.
Jaune opened his eyes to a sight he could have never expected to see. There, down on her knees in front of him as he sat atop the toilet, a head of black hair was moving up and down on his cock.
His arms were at his side, not knowing what to do with them as he saw Blake's head continue to slowly bob, taking his whole length inside her before coming back up. The fact that it felt good was almost as surprising as the complete lack of pain that accompanied it. It was unbelievable. Everything about this was completely beyond belief. There in his own bathroom, the creature of his nightmares was giving him a blowjob. Jaune's heart pounded, knowing those teeth of hers could snap down on him at any time she wanted…
Soft, throaty moans were sounding from the hybrid's mouth as she took him in and swallowed him whole with every movement of her head. Jaune could hear the wet noises of her saliva squishing as her lips squeezed down on his shaft. As her long tongue swirled and flicked across his head. That tongue… he could only imagine the wonders that tongue was doing as she licked and tasted him.
Having come to the conclusion that she wasn't about to bite little Jaune clean off, big Jaune hesitantly brought a hand up to rest atop Blake's head. The closest cat ear twitched under his sudden touch, but Jaune soon enough found a head of surprisingly full and soft ebony hair, and gently stroked it to let Blake know of his approval. Not that she particularly needed or cared for it.
"Ah… Blake…" he gasped, hoping that she would appreciate hearing his own appreciation.
Suddenly she stopped, and her mouth came off his dick head with a soft popping noise. "Dirty… naughty… he likes it…" she whispered. "Getting gratification from a monster like me…"
She was indeed a monster, but she was a monster who was giving him head. He knew that guys didn't exactly think clearly when they were in the midst of their arousal, but right now Jaune couldn't be bothered to care that his first sexual experience was coming from a human-Grimm hybrid like Blake.
The pale girl smiled, showing a mouth filled with dangerously-sharp teeth. Her eyes were glued to him as she moved back near his twitching cock. "Very very hungry…"
Her impossibly long tongue extended, the tip of it meeting the base of Jaune's cock. She slowly and deliberately trailed up, leaving a fresh trail of saliva on his shaft until coming to his head. All the while Jaune got a good, clear look at the jagged teeth which filled her maw. It was as if she was showing them off to him, letting him know just how dangerous a position he was in.
It worked, and his heart rate spiked for reasons other than arousal.
"Very very very tasty…" she purred once more, this time using the length of her tongue to wrap around his shaft. Jaune had never seen such a thing, much less known it was possible. Then again normal human women didn't possess tongues three to four times the normal length…
Even as her tongue encircled him he heard a soft hissing laugh come from the back of Blake's throat. This time he did feel the dull scraping of the tips of her teeth as she intentionally dragged them across his throbbing dick. Jaune gasped at the sensation, and was surprised to feel that it not only didn't hurt, but actually felt pleasant. Still, nothing could erase the fear of having a mouthful of sharp teeth pressing down on his manhood.
Blake must have been enjoying his anxiety and panic as much as he was enjoying the feeling of receiving a blowjob. He wouldn't have been surprised if this was some sort of mutually beneficial arrangement where she was getting just as much pleasure as he was.
After long minutes, the exact amount lost due to his own mixture of fear and pleasure, Blake's tongue ceased its movements and she came up from his cock. He was as hard as he'd ever been, and her surprisingly gentle mouth left him longing for more. Or at least for her to finish what she had begun. But in true Blake fashion she stood up, ready to both leave the bathroom and leave him unfulfilled.
Or at least that was what he had thought before she took a wide-legged stance, and stepped toward him so that her body stood directly over his lap.
Her tentacles came up to part the folds of her tattered but ornate Mistrali robe, revealing a smooth, white stomach underneath. More importantly, however, with the clothing pushed aside Blake had revealed that she was wearing nothing below her waist underneath the robe. Between her flat stomach and long legs covered in twisting black veins, were the cleanly-shaved, moist lips of her pussy.
"Now… shall we dance in the dark?" she whispered.
Even as Blake slowly began to lower herself down onto him, only one question was on Jaune's mind. It slipped out without him even thinking about voicing it. "There's no… teeth down there too… right?"
The maniacal grin Blake flashed him was more impactful than any of her twisted words could have been.
Using her weight and gravity to her advantage, Blake forced the folds of her pussy apart to accept Jaune's waiting cock. A harsh and guttural sound came from her throat as she sat straddled on his thighs.
"You're mine," she breathed huskily. "Ever since the day I kissed you, you have been mine. My claim. My toy. My... darling."
Blake's forehead rested against his shoulder, and for a moment she remained there, almost as if she needed to catch her breath or collect herself. To Jaune's surprise, there was no pain on his part. Certainly no teeth down there. No, the feeling was exclusively pleasant. Amazing, in fact. It was the softest, warmest, and wettest thing he could have ever imagined it being. Blake's pussy completely encompassed his cock, squeezing down on all sides with as much pressure as her tentacles had once wrapped around his body.
Moments later her head came off of him, and her left tentacle wrapped around his shoulders and across his back. Whether it was to balance herself or to keep him in place, Jaune couldn't say. "My claim…" she whispered huskily, haunting red eyes staring deep into his blue ones. "They'll know my scent on you… and yours on me…"
With her right tentacle Blake reached out to the light switch and flipped it off. Darkness shrouded the pair, and only two glowing orbs of red gave the room any illumination. As ineffective as it was, Jaune at least could see the woman atop him and his manhood.
When Blake's eyes shut, his world became entirely dark.
She started off slowly. Deliberately. Dare he say, sensually. Blake began to slowly grind herself on his hips, earning soft mewls from the hybrid's thin lips. Jaune had expected some sort of inhuman howl from the girl as she rode him. But no, she moaned and whimpered like any girl he'd ever heard in a porno. As Blake slid up and down on his cock, as a tentacle was wrapped around his back to give herself balance and leverage, the sounds coming from her monstrous lips were the most human thing about her.
Not wanting to just let his arms hang down from his sides, Jaune found a soft and squishy pair of handles to clamp down on. Lifting the bottom of her robe up, the boy's hands found Blake's ass, and his fingers dug deep into her ample cheeks. She didn't protest, and that ass continued to pump up and down on him with fast, wet claps. She was dripping wet. He wasn't sure if he should be proud that he had that kind of effect on her.
Heavy breathing filled his ears, and the missing right tentacle of the hybrid found a place on him as it slithered its way onto Jaune's shoulders. In a flash it coiled around his neck, tight enough to feel it squeezing down, but loose enough so that he could breathe. It was a clear message of who was in control here. Jaune feared, however, that in her throes of passion that she might lose that control and end up strangling him. He knew there was an equal chance that it could be accidental or intentional. Perhaps it was all by design. Yet another way to frighten him in order to enhance her own arousal.
It was getting tighter. Jaune winced as the constriction around his neck intensified. "Ah… Blake…"
She didn't stop. She didn't care. Blake continued to pant and moan into his ear as she rode atop him, enjoying every second of it if those noises were anything to go by. Jaune felt every impact her ass made on his legs as she pushed herself up and down on him. Despite the fact he couldn't see her, he felt everything. She was tight. He hadn't expected her to feel this good. And without a condom he feared that he wouldn't last long.
Which would give out first? His oxygen supply or his cock?
Jaune choked out another breath, working hard to swallow as Blake's pace picked up to a feverish tempo. Wet squishing noises echoed in Jaune's ears, sounding loud as thunder while he was deprived of all sight. His face felt warm and tight as the coiled tentacle squeezed down harder. "Blake…" he gasped.
She might have mistakenly thought it was a cry of passion. She might have thought his nails digging into the soft flesh of her ass was a show of his own arousal and pleasure. And maybe it was. But at the same time Jaune was having the life choked out of him by the girl who was slamming down again and again on his cock. It had to stop. She had to stop. His life depended on it.
His hands abandoned the wonderful feeling of her ass and grasped at her tentacle. Fear wracked his mind and panic gripped his heart as it pounded under his ribcage. He desperately sought to remove the tentacle wrapped around his neck. He pulled and tugged with all his might, and after a few tries was able to get his fingers between it and his throat. Precious oxygen flowed into his lungs as he sucked in a breath.
And when he did, Blake howled.
It was the first truly loud noise she'd made since starting. A primal, almost animal-like wail, like a wolf crying up to the full moon. Her body almost stopped its movements completely, with only a few sharp and jerking motions made with her hips atop him as her pussy clamped down on him tighter than her tentacles had. Without a condom Jaune felt how impossibly wet and hot she was down there. Had he just made her cum?
The tentacle around his throat loosened and fell away completely. Both appendages came up to his shoulders and Blake pushed herself off of him, leaving a longing and unsatisfied cock in her wake. In the blackness he saw a pair of red eyes open again and stare down at him.
"You were wonderful, darling," she whispered, bringing the barbed tip of one of her tendrils to brush his lips. "We simply must do this again sometime…"
The red eyes vanished once more as he heard her turn around. Just when Blake reached the door, something inside Jaune snapped. He stood up and grabbed hold of her by the shoulder.
He spun her around and slammed her up against the door. "No," he growled.
Red orbs widened. Feeling around in the darkness, Jaune's hand found the light switch and flipped it back on. The expression on Blake's face was somewhere in the middle of surprise and indignation.
She'd used him. She'd nearly killed him. All for her own twisted pleasure. She had fed off both his fear and his cock. Blake was about to leave him here unsatisfied, while she'd been filled up both physically and emotionally. How dare she! How dare she think that he was nothing but a sex toy for her own desires!
"We're not done yet," he said lowly. Dangerously.
A guttural hiss echoed in the back of her throat. "Careful, little mouse. Cats can both play with or kill the prey they catch…"
So that was what he was to her? A mouse she'd caught and batted around for her own enjoyment? Moments ago he'd lost his virginity to this monster. He'd nearly been strangled to death by her. But now? Now Jaune was pissed off. His first time wouldn't be getting used by someone. Especially not her.
Without thinking his hands came down on her, and with as much force as he could muster tossed her back deeper into the bathroom. Blake landed on the sink, her tentacles coming out to soften her impact. Jaune was on her a second later, grabbing her by the shoulders and shoving her down over the sink.
"I said we're not done yet," he snarled, all traces of normal caution and fear he felt around the hybrid gone in an instant. "I'm not your toy. If you want to fuck me, we're going until we both get what we want."
Jaune tugged on her robe at the shoulders until it fell down from her back to land at their feet. In the mirror above the sink he saw how a large pair of pale breasts dangled down from her chest. Unlike her shoulders and legs, they were completely unmarred by the black veins that covered so much of her stark-white body.
Anger. Frustration. Lust. Jaune's mind was a clouded mess of emotions as he stood behind Blake's ass. Looking down he got a good glimpse of it for the first time. Blake had an incredibly thick rear end that had just enjoyed a good squeeze. It would make an excellent cushion.
Looking back up to the mirror, he saw Blake's expression in the reflection. To his surprise, she didn't appear angry. No, quite the opposite as a wide, maniacal grin split her lips.
"Such hatred," she gasped, spreading her legs to widen her stance in front of Jaune. Bending over even more to present herself to him. "Can't stop… can't stop… eating…"
He didn't know what the words meant, but if her actions were anything to go by, she wanted this as badly as he did. Jaune wasn't about to deny either of them what they both desired.
Guiding his cock in with a hand, Jaune parted the lips of Blake's pussy and shoved himself inside until he hilted himself against her. In the mirror he finally saw Blake's reaction to being inside her, and her eyes squeezed closed as tight as her mouth gaped open. A harsh grunt was forced from her mouth, and hearing her reaction was music to his ears. Jaune breathed a ragged gasp of pleasure of his own, loving the feeling of Blake's tightness around him.
He wasted little time in getting back into the action, and began to pump his hips back and forth against her thick ass. His hands moved down to her hips, grabbing hold of them while he watched his cock slide in and out of her slick pussy. He could see on his shaft just how wet she still was. She must have erupted like a geyser when she climaxed atop him.
Desperate gasps and panting fled her lips once more, and Jaune gazed back into the mirror to witness Blake's reaction. Her mouth was wide, her long tongue hanging out and flailing in the air with each hard thrust he gave her. Red eyes were squeezed shut, unable to stay open as Blake received a pounding which for Jaune was as cathartic as it was pleasurable.
He didn't say her name as he rutted her over the sink. This wasn't making love. This wasn't his first time with a girl he loved with all his heart. No, right now he was fucking her. It was all for purely physical gratification. For both of them. She'd already found hers, and now it was Jaune's turn. He would turn her into his own little fuck puppet until he came. Control had always been so far out of his reach when it came to Blake. But now he was in full control. Now it was his turn to dominate her.
As he watched her face in the mirror, he noticed that she was starting to change. With every hard thrust of his hips, with every desperate and ragged breath he forced out of her, some of Blake's features were becoming softer. Jagged teeth, barred for the world to see as he fucked her from behind, became rounder. Tentacles which gripped the sink for dear life started to morph into human-like limbs. Her arms remained black, but rather than ending in barbed tips, a pair of claws with razor-sharp talons took their place.
Was he… was he fucking the humanity back into her?
She didn't change entirely, and even as Jaune continued to pound away at the girl with reckless abandon he saw how her long tongue remained. How sharp claws dug into the porcelain of the sink. Her skin remained white as snow. But it was progress. Blake was more human now than when they'd started.
Perhaps she was right. Perhaps they would need to do this again.
For now though, their time was nearing an end. Jaune felt a familiar pressure in his cock, and he knew that his own orgasm was coming. Reaching down he grabbed hold of Blake's jiggling tits and squeezed down with all his might as he continued to hump her ass. It was the final straw, the last bit of pleasure he needed to push himself over the edge.
Deep inside her, so much so that he could have sworn he was kissing her womb, Jaune exploded. Shot after shot of pent up seed erupted inside her, coating Blake's walls and cervix and painting her as white as her skin. Jaune kept pumping, kept expelling his cum until there was nothing left. Until he couldn't thrust anymore.
Desperately gulping in precious oxygen, he released his vice-like grip on her breasts and slid himself out of her. As Blake remained bent over on the sink, using it to keep herself from collapsing, a white mixture of both their juices oozed out of her used pussy and dribbled down onto the floor. It would need to be cleaned up at some point, but not now.
Jaune's chest continued to heave as he took a step back to admire his handiwork. He'd tamed the most monstrous of all the hybrids, and left her a desperate, panting mess of a girl. One who now carried his seed inside her. He had no idea if Blake could get pregnant or not, but he hadn't been thinking clearly about that when he'd unloaded into her.
With both clarity and humanity returned to his mind, he stepped over to the exhausted girl and brushed the hair over her face aside. He leaned in and placed a kiss on her cheek. "You're right. Let's do it again sometime."
Pulling his boxers and jeans back up, Jaune fixed himself up before moving to open the door. Blake would need time to regain her composure and clean herself up. He'd give her that time.
For now, however, he just wanted to lay down in bed and relax. To bask in the feeling and the memories of his first time with a woman.
Author's Note: A what if, of sorts. Taking place in an AU of Abominable Monster Classmates where Blake was a little frisky after Jaune and the hybrids watched the porno.
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