Spin the Bottle
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It was probably not the best idea. No, strike that, it was a terrible idea.
A game night with both RWBY and JNPR? With alcohol Yang snuck in? Terrible.
Jaune's seven sisters had given him an insight and wisdom that told him the truth. An eternal truth.
This could only end one way: Truth or dare. Via Spin the bottle.
And there sat Jaune, looking nervous as hell while the bottle spun in the middle. Yang was grinning evilly.
"Round and round it goes~!"
"I still can't believe you dragged me into this," Weiss muttered.
"I can't believe you won't let me play!" Ruby pouted from the bed, still slogging through her game.
"Big sister veto, deal with it," Yang stated. The bottle came to a stop... On Jaune. The blond felt several predatory eyes on him. Mainly Yang, enhanced with her shit-eating grin.
"Oho~! Vomit Boy is our first victim! So, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Jaune stated instantly. Yang raised her eyebrows and Jaune shrugged.
"Easier to get it out of the way."
"Oho?" Yang grinned. "All right then... I dare you to kiss-"
"Not me!" Weiss cried.
Jaune winced. Weiss looked a bit taken aback, but still adamant. Geez, he said he was sorry.
"Fine, fine," Yang pouted. She scanned around. Pyrrha went bright red for some reason-Was kissing him that bad? He didn't think so but still. At least Ruby wasn't here, that would make things incredibly awkward.
Blake just stared at him intensely, like a cat peeking out of a closet. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
At last, Yang smirked.
"Kiss Ren!"
Nora beamed, and then held up Magnhild.
"Try it and die, Yang-Yang," Nora said cheerfully as Ren flushed. Yang coughed.
"Er, um, well..."
Jaune rolled his eyes.
"Nora, Ren, this is totally platonic," he said. He then leaned over and pecked Ren on the cheek. He pulled back and sat back down. Ren blinked. Pyrrha was strangely tense. Nora hummed and nodded in approval.
"That's acceptable, Fearless Leader!"
Yang scoffed.
"Come on, that's not a kiss!"
"You didn't specify," Jaune replied, flushing a bit but holding his ground.
"He's Gallian anyway, so kissing on the cheeks is normal for him," Ruby pointed out.
"Yeah, pretty much," Jaune shrugged, "Everyone in Radian kissed cheeks. Men, women, girls, boys."
"Well then that doesn't count!" Yang declared. "You have to kiss someone for real!"
Jaune blushed heavily.
"Er, um, wait-"
Yang grinned.
"I know~," she said in a sing song voice. She got on all fours and crawled towards him-Which was, if he was honest, an awesome view. She crawled up into his lap with a giggle and set herself down.
"Ah, Yang-" Jaune stuttered. He could smell the wine on her breath-Geez, she was a lightweight?! But he also smelled her. Felt her.
Which is when she kissed him. Her lips pressed against his and all thought just vanished from his mind.
It was like the universe was suddenly reduced to just him and Yang. Her soft, warm lips. Her tongue. Her electrifying skin... Their tongues entwined and he wrapped his arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, the kiss deepened and-
"Th-That's enough!" Ruby shouted, red faced, as she pulled Yang's shoulders to get her off Jaune's lap. Pyrrha took hold of Jaune's shoulders and pulled him away.
"Y-Yes, the dare is complete now!" Pyrrha said with a high-pitched voice. Jaune shook his head and got his senses back. Yang, bright red, was suddenly not looking his way.
"Aw, but that was fun to watch!" Nora complained. Blake slowly nodded.
"Indeed," she said, sounding just a tiny bit smug.
Weiss's entire body seemed to burn bright red.
"You-That was-So lewd-!" She kept sputtering like a car that needed an oil change.
"OKAY! JAUNE-JAUNE'S TURN!" Nora cheered. "Come on, give it a spin!"
"Uh... Um, y-yeah," Jaune managed. He took hold of the bottle and waited for everyone to sit down before he spun it... Studiously not looking Yang's way. All the while, Yang watched with a bright red face, even though she tried to hide it with her hair.
The rest of the night was a lot less exciting, thankfully. But it was impossible for Jaune to not touch his lips on occassion.
And equally impossible to miss that Yang did the same thing.
A game night with both RWBY and JNPR? With alcohol Yang snuck in? Terrible.
Jaune's seven sisters had given him an insight and wisdom that told him the truth. An eternal truth.
This could only end one way: Truth or dare. Via Spin the bottle.
And there sat Jaune, looking nervous as hell while the bottle spun in the middle. Yang was grinning evilly.
"Round and round it goes~!"
"I still can't believe you dragged me into this," Weiss muttered.
"I can't believe you won't let me play!" Ruby pouted from the bed, still slogging through her game.
"Big sister veto, deal with it," Yang stated. The bottle came to a stop... On Jaune. The blond felt several predatory eyes on him. Mainly Yang, enhanced with her shit-eating grin.
"Oho~! Vomit Boy is our first victim! So, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Jaune stated instantly. Yang raised her eyebrows and Jaune shrugged.
"Easier to get it out of the way."
"Oho?" Yang grinned. "All right then... I dare you to kiss-"
"Not me!" Weiss cried.
Jaune winced. Weiss looked a bit taken aback, but still adamant. Geez, he said he was sorry.
"Fine, fine," Yang pouted. She scanned around. Pyrrha went bright red for some reason-Was kissing him that bad? He didn't think so but still. At least Ruby wasn't here, that would make things incredibly awkward.
Blake just stared at him intensely, like a cat peeking out of a closet. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
At last, Yang smirked.
"Kiss Ren!"
Nora beamed, and then held up Magnhild.
"Try it and die, Yang-Yang," Nora said cheerfully as Ren flushed. Yang coughed.
"Er, um, well..."
Jaune rolled his eyes.
"Nora, Ren, this is totally platonic," he said. He then leaned over and pecked Ren on the cheek. He pulled back and sat back down. Ren blinked. Pyrrha was strangely tense. Nora hummed and nodded in approval.
"That's acceptable, Fearless Leader!"
Yang scoffed.
"Come on, that's not a kiss!"
"You didn't specify," Jaune replied, flushing a bit but holding his ground.
"He's Gallian anyway, so kissing on the cheeks is normal for him," Ruby pointed out.
"Yeah, pretty much," Jaune shrugged, "Everyone in Radian kissed cheeks. Men, women, girls, boys."
"Well then that doesn't count!" Yang declared. "You have to kiss someone for real!"
Jaune blushed heavily.
"Er, um, wait-"
Yang grinned.
"I know~," she said in a sing song voice. She got on all fours and crawled towards him-Which was, if he was honest, an awesome view. She crawled up into his lap with a giggle and set herself down.
"Ah, Yang-" Jaune stuttered. He could smell the wine on her breath-Geez, she was a lightweight?! But he also smelled her. Felt her.
Which is when she kissed him. Her lips pressed against his and all thought just vanished from his mind.
It was like the universe was suddenly reduced to just him and Yang. Her soft, warm lips. Her tongue. Her electrifying skin... Their tongues entwined and he wrapped his arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, the kiss deepened and-
"Th-That's enough!" Ruby shouted, red faced, as she pulled Yang's shoulders to get her off Jaune's lap. Pyrrha took hold of Jaune's shoulders and pulled him away.
"Y-Yes, the dare is complete now!" Pyrrha said with a high-pitched voice. Jaune shook his head and got his senses back. Yang, bright red, was suddenly not looking his way.
"Aw, but that was fun to watch!" Nora complained. Blake slowly nodded.
"Indeed," she said, sounding just a tiny bit smug.
Weiss's entire body seemed to burn bright red.
"You-That was-So lewd-!" She kept sputtering like a car that needed an oil change.
"OKAY! JAUNE-JAUNE'S TURN!" Nora cheered. "Come on, give it a spin!"
"Uh... Um, y-yeah," Jaune managed. He took hold of the bottle and waited for everyone to sit down before he spun it... Studiously not looking Yang's way. All the while, Yang watched with a bright red face, even though she tried to hide it with her hair.
The rest of the night was a lot less exciting, thankfully. But it was impossible for Jaune to not touch his lips on occassion.
And equally impossible to miss that Yang did the same thing.