Jaune and Blake: Pets
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Maybe it wasn't the smartest idea to go to a guy's only party at another dorm, but damnit, Jaune needed some bro time. Growing up in a household with eight women made him desire bro time. It was treasured.
That said, things had gotten a bit rowdy. And if Cardin was going to challenge Professor Port to a headbutt contest, well, he didn't have any desire to get in the way. Bro Code dictated that he didn't have to get in the middle of that or root for either side.
Or stick around when Professor Goodwitch inevitably broke it up.
That said, he was feeling very tipsy. That moonshine may have not been a good choice. Well, not ten cups, anyway.
Even with Aura, he was very tipsy. He staggered through the hallways, struggling to keep his focus.
He turned a corner, and scowled.
"Books!" He growled. "Freaking books!"
All these shelves full of books! That's not where he wanted to be!
He spotted a familiar twitchy bow attached to a familiar secret Faunus at a desk. He walked over to her, feeling quite put out.
Blake looked up at him, in curiosity.
"Jaune?" She asked.
"Blake!" Jaune said, scowling, "Why-Why are there all these-these books around?!"
She blinked at him.
"Because it's a library?" She asked.
Jaune nodded, waving his finger.
"R-Right... Library... Not where I wanna be..."
"You're drunk," Blake said, wrinkling her nose.
He scowled back.
"You're rude," he said.
"No, you're drunk," she stated, "That's just a fact."
"And you're mean," Jaune grumbled, "You're so mean! Stop being mean to Ruby and yer team, damnit!"
Blake's eyes widened.
"Ex-Excuse me? I am not mean-!"
"You're TOTALLY MEAN!" Jaune moaned, "To Sun too! He's such a good guy! Sure, he's-he's a simp-Not that I can talk-But he's a GOOD GUY!"
Blake shook her head quickly.
"I-I'm not mean-!"
"You know what you need?" Jaune stated, scowling. He reached out and grabbed her, yanking off her bow. Blake was so shocked she didn't resist. Her eyes widened as his hands went to work.
"O-Ooooh... Ahhhh... J-Jaune, no, wait-!"
"You've been begging for this for a long time!" Jaune growled.
"N-No, no, I didn't-!"
"You're lying!" Jaune growled, "You hide all this, but act so damn smug, tempting us men! And now a man's doing what he should've done FROM THE START!"
"No-No-Nyaaaaahhhhh~!"
"Yessss," Jaune groaned happily, "How DARE you hide your adorable kitty ears... And the cute kitty sounds you make when you get SCRITCHED! YOU'RE BEGGING FOR IT! TO BE SCRITCHED SO YOU MAKE ADORABLE KITTY SOUNDS!"
He pulled Blake into his lap and scritched behind her ears furiously. Helpless, Blake nyahed and meowed and crooned.
"Oooh, n-no, Jaune, nooooo-nyaaaaahhhhhnnnn~!"
"Tell me to stop," Jaune growled, "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop-!"
"Nyaaaaaahhhhhh! D-Don't stop, DON'T STOPPPPPP~! HUMAN FINGERS ARE THE BESSSSST~! NYAAAAAHHHH!"
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Jaune awoke in the morning with a terrible headache. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. What the hell...?
"I thought Aura overcame hangovers," he mumbled, "Stupid bullshit soul magic doesn't make any sense."
He sat up and rubbed his face.
"Urrrrggghhh... What did I do last night?"
Someone handed him a drink. Jaune downed it, tasting cool, refreshing water.
"Ah, thanks..."
He blinked at the smiling Blake next to him.
"Blake? Wha-?"
"Good morning, Master-nyah~," Blake said cheerfully, "I apologized to my team and gave them hugs nyah."
Jaune stared at Blake. Her smile was unnerving... But even more unnerving was the collar around her neck. The tag read:
Blake Belladonna. Owner: Jaune Arc.
"So, what will we do today Master, nyah~?"
Oh boy this is going to be a long day...
- - -
Maybe it wasn't the smartest idea to go to a guy's only party at another dorm, but damnit, Jaune needed some bro time. Growing up in a household with eight women made him desire bro time. It was treasured.
That said, things had gotten a bit rowdy. And if Cardin was going to challenge Professor Port to a headbutt contest, well, he didn't have any desire to get in the way. Bro Code dictated that he didn't have to get in the middle of that or root for either side.
Or stick around when Professor Goodwitch inevitably broke it up.
That said, he was feeling very tipsy. That moonshine may have not been a good choice. Well, not ten cups, anyway.
Even with Aura, he was very tipsy. He staggered through the hallways, struggling to keep his focus.
He turned a corner, and scowled.
"Books!" He growled. "Freaking books!"
All these shelves full of books! That's not where he wanted to be!
He spotted a familiar twitchy bow attached to a familiar secret Faunus at a desk. He walked over to her, feeling quite put out.
Blake looked up at him, in curiosity.
"Jaune?" She asked.
"Blake!" Jaune said, scowling, "Why-Why are there all these-these books around?!"
She blinked at him.
"Because it's a library?" She asked.
Jaune nodded, waving his finger.
"R-Right... Library... Not where I wanna be..."
"You're drunk," Blake said, wrinkling her nose.
He scowled back.
"You're rude," he said.
"No, you're drunk," she stated, "That's just a fact."
"And you're mean," Jaune grumbled, "You're so mean! Stop being mean to Ruby and yer team, damnit!"
Blake's eyes widened.
"Ex-Excuse me? I am not mean-!"
"You're TOTALLY MEAN!" Jaune moaned, "To Sun too! He's such a good guy! Sure, he's-he's a simp-Not that I can talk-But he's a GOOD GUY!"
Blake shook her head quickly.
"I-I'm not mean-!"
"You know what you need?" Jaune stated, scowling. He reached out and grabbed her, yanking off her bow. Blake was so shocked she didn't resist. Her eyes widened as his hands went to work.
"O-Ooooh... Ahhhh... J-Jaune, no, wait-!"
"You've been begging for this for a long time!" Jaune growled.
"N-No, no, I didn't-!"
"You're lying!" Jaune growled, "You hide all this, but act so damn smug, tempting us men! And now a man's doing what he should've done FROM THE START!"
"No-No-Nyaaaaahhhhh~!"
"Yessss," Jaune groaned happily, "How DARE you hide your adorable kitty ears... And the cute kitty sounds you make when you get SCRITCHED! YOU'RE BEGGING FOR IT! TO BE SCRITCHED SO YOU MAKE ADORABLE KITTY SOUNDS!"
He pulled Blake into his lap and scritched behind her ears furiously. Helpless, Blake nyahed and meowed and crooned.
"Oooh, n-no, Jaune, nooooo-nyaaaaahhhhhnnnn~!"
"Tell me to stop," Jaune growled, "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop-!"
"Nyaaaaaahhhhhh! D-Don't stop, DON'T STOPPPPPP~! HUMAN FINGERS ARE THE BESSSSST~! NYAAAAAHHHH!"
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Jaune awoke in the morning with a terrible headache. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. What the hell...?
"I thought Aura overcame hangovers," he mumbled, "Stupid bullshit soul magic doesn't make any sense."
He sat up and rubbed his face.
"Urrrrggghhh... What did I do last night?"
Someone handed him a drink. Jaune downed it, tasting cool, refreshing water.
"Ah, thanks..."
He blinked at the smiling Blake next to him.
"Blake? Wha-?"
"Good morning, Master-nyah~," Blake said cheerfully, "I apologized to my team and gave them hugs nyah."
Jaune stared at Blake. Her smile was unnerving... But even more unnerving was the collar around her neck. The tag read:
Blake Belladonna. Owner: Jaune Arc.
"So, what will we do today Master, nyah~?"
Oh boy this is going to be a long day...
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