Knightshade Visit 6
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Jaune had had a LOT of weird meals in his day. His Great-Aunt Arturia's 100th birthday party. Saphron's engagement dinner. That time Coral and Verdy found out they were dating the same guy.
(The guy had managed to survive being hit by the flat of Dad's sword, so he had at least gotten dessert before they all beat the crap out of him).
This dinner with Kali, Ghira and Blake though? It was certainly up there.
"You... Remember that time you danced, Jaune?" Blake asked. Jaune slowly nodded.
"Yup."
"You were very impressive," she said.
"Thanks. I uh, I practiced a lot," he said. Blake beamed, and poured him more tea without asking. "Thanks."
"You're welcome!"
It was surreal. Before he came to Menagerie, he could count the number of times Blake smiled and/or interacted with him on one hand. Hell, maybe a few fingers.
Now, she was smiling, forcing laughs, touching him gently and being complimentary.
Jaune had been brought up with good manners, so he didn't jump to his first instinct: To start screaming Blake had been possessed. Or was on drugs. She was still a princess and her parents were the leaders of their nation. He should show some decorum.
"I did some dancing, but not a lot," Blake admitted.
"That's fine," Jaune managed.
"I... You and your team did very well," Blake said with a nod, "You all practiced that dance?"
"It helped with teamwork," Jaune muttered. He didn't know what was going on, but he was trying very hard not to lose it. He wasn't a complete idiot.
He finished his food, and bowed to Ghira and Kali.
"Thank you very much," he said, "I need some sleep please."
"You don't need to ask permission to be excused, Jaune," Kali chuckled, "You're free to leave when you want."
"I can show you to your room-Er, I mean, you know where it is already, but," Blake trailed off. Jaune shook his head.
"N-No... That's-"
"Good idea, Blake!" Kali said brightly. "Guide him to his room! We don't want you having an accident from fatigue, do we?"
Jaune looked over at Ghira with a pleading look. The Chieftain of Menagerie gave him a small smile.
"You should take care, Jaune. You did fight hard today."
"... Sure," Jaune managed.
Which is how he found himself being escorted by Blake. Her arms were wrapped around his. Her body kept bumping against his, so close and warm, especially through her kimono. She kept smiling as much as she could the whole way to his room.
He stayed patient and calm... Before he opened the door ahead of them and ushered them both inside. Blake let him go, and he turned around to slide the door shut. He took a deep breath before he turned around.
"Blake, is everything-?"
His question ended in a choking sound. Blake was pulling her kimono down, staring at him with her intense yellow eyes. He immediately moved forward, grabbed her hands, and pulled her kimono back up to keep her decent.
"Blake, what-what the hell is going on?!"
Blake flushed and looked aside.
"I... I'm sorry, you don't like this?"
"I... Yes? No? Kind of-I just-Why are you acting like this?!" Jaune managed. "You're so different from... It's freaky!"
Blake sighed softly. She bowed her head.
"I... I just..." He slowly looked up into his eyes. "I just wanted to... To make up for how I treated you."
"Eh?" Jaune blinked. "What do you mean-?"
"You..." She sighed. "I was pretty snide to you, behind your back. I never paid you any mind. I didn't pay... I didn't pay anyone much mind-!"
"Blake."
Jaune held her shoulders. Blake sighed softly and closed her eyes tightly.
"... I'm not good at this kind of thing," she murmured. "The... The only way I've been able to show how much I care about someone is... The physical way."
She pressed herself up against his front. She looked up into his eyes, determined.
"Jaune," she whispered. "I... You coming here for me? You going through all that? I-I just... I want to make it right. I want to... To show you that I appreciate you. I... I want to make up for everything I've done... Or haven't done..."
Jaune slowly shook his head.
"You don't have to do anything like that for me," he murmured, "You don't owe me anything. You owe Yang and Ruby apologies, but-"
"And I'll give them that," Blake said softly, "But..." She shakily lifted her hand to cup his cheek. "But... I-I mean..."
She shut her eyes tightly.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, this is..." She tried to turn away. Jaune held her tightly.
"Blake," Jaune said quietly, "We can talk about this-"
"I can't," Blake whispered. "I-I can't! I'm just...!"
Jaune led her to the bed (thinking very hard about anything but that), and sat them both down. He still held her the entire time, as she clung tightly to him. She sighed softly, and avoided his eyes.
"It's all right, Blake," Jaune murmured, "I'm not going to judge you-"
"You should," Blake mumbled. "I... If I hadn't been a coward... If I didn't ruin everything I touched, we-we wouldn't..." She shook her head, and looked up at him.
"Please... I-I just want to forget about it. I want to... I want to do something kind for you. I want to do something kind, something good, anything," she whispered, rubbing her hand over his chest. "This... This is something I can do-"
Jaune took her hand in his, and slowly shook his head.
"Blake," Jaune said quietly, "Listen, okay? You-You don't have to do that. Not if you feel obligated. I don't want that, all right?"
Blake sniffled, and looked down.
"I... I'm sorry," she whispered. She wiped her eyes with her hand. "I-I'm sorry... I-I should go-"
"No! Nonono!" Jaune said quickly, holding her tightly. "No... Look. You've... You've got a lot of issues, right? So, we can talk about it. Right? You listened to me. You comforted me... You don't have to do anything. Just... Just talk to me, okay?"
He shook his head. "You don't have to..." He blushed.
Blake sniffled again.
"I don't... I don't know what I'm doing!" She hissed. "It's just so...! It's all I know how to show affection! You need it, you deserve it-!"
"I don't deserve anything," Jaune stated firmly, "Okay? You don't owe me anything. I'm just the messenger. I'm just the errand boy, the shield, the-"
"STOP IT!"
Blake breathed hard, glaring at him. Jaune's tongue was tied as her eyes blazed.
"You... You keep tearing yourself down! Beating yourself up! Stop it! You don't... You're not the one who abandoned everyone she ever cared about! You're not the one who betrayed her friends! You're not the one who ruined everything she ever tried!" She burst into tears.
"I'm just... I'm just a failure, all right?! I had everything, my parents gave me everything, and what did I do with it?! I-I got used by a terrorist organization and a psycho boyfriend! A psycho threatening to murder all my friends and family if I didn't do what he said! I-I ran away when you all needed me! I'm..."
She sobbed and tried to pull away. Jaune thought had gotten a lot stronger, and he held her tightly.
"I can't... I can't even... You're not even attracted to me," she sobbed, "I'm so pathetic...!"
"No, no," Jaune whispered, "No... You are attractive, Blake. Gods, I... You're not a failure, okay?" He found himself scratching her behind her ears, stroking her hair to calm her down as she wept.
"You've done so much... I might have been executed, okay?" He said softly, "You saved me. You and your family have been so kind to me. So that's a good thing, all right?" He hugged her tightly.
"My dad said... My dad said you're not a failure until you give up," Jaune murmured. "I don't think I'm much of anything... But I... Maybe I'm not a failure if I don't give up. And neither are you, Blake."
Blake kept crying into his chest. He kept stroking her hair, her ears, her back, and muttering anything comforting he could think of.
After a while, she got herself together. While emotionally exhausted, she slowly sat up, and he wiped her eyes.
"I... I'm sorry again," Blake mumbled. Jaune hugged her again.
"Don't. You don't have to tell me that," he murmured.
Blake sighed softly.
"Why are you so kind?"
"You're the one who's keeping a human as a guest in a faunus only city," Jaune tried to joke. She smiled briefly, and let out a small laugh.
"I... Thank you, Jaune," she murmured. She looked aside.
"I'm sorry... For the... Trying to seduce you."
Jaune blinked. He decided to choose his next words carefully.
"Don't be."
Blake stared at him.
Not carefully enough!
"I mean, if I wasn't... Like... Emotionally screwed up, and you weren't crying, I..." He shook his head, "I um... Uh..."
What would dad say? Come on!
He took her hand and looked her right in the eyes.
"I would take you in a manly way. I wouldn't stop until you'd passed out from pleasure."
WHY THE HELL DID DAD EVER TELL ME ABOUT THAT?! WHY DIDN'T I BLOCK THAT OUT DUE TO HOW MESSED UP IT WAS?!
Blake blinked. She then looked aside.
"I uh... You don't have to... Um... I know you're trying to make me feel better, but..."
Oh for...! Why am I so useless with words?! Godsdamnit, I need to fix this, I need to... I need to show her.
Jaune held in a sigh. He leaned in. He cupped her chin between his fingers. He pressed his lips against hers.
Warmth flowed through their connection, and it sent a shock up and down his spine. His tongue licked against her lips, and they parted. Their tongues met, tentatively at first, but then twisting and wrestling eagerly.
It was so warm, so...
Jaune abruptly realized he was making out with the princess of Menagerie right in his bedroom.
He pulled away quickly, breathing hard. Blake too was panting, staring at him with a soft look in her eyes.
"J-Jaune...?"
"I uh... I do know how to kiss," Jaune said quickly, "I-I have a lot of practice. With farmgirls. So I think I'm pretty good at it."
A beat.
Blake blinked... Then snickered a little. Jaune chuckled back.
"We're... We're hopeless, aren't we?" Blake whispered, bumping her head against his.
"Yeah," he said, "But not completely... Right?"
Blake stared at him, and slowly nodded.
"Can you..." She blushed. "Can you keep... Scratching behind my ears, please?"
"Sure," Jaune said softly. She hugged and cuddled with him, as he continued to comfort her.
She actually purred, and nuzzled against his neck. She sighed softly.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"You're welcome..."
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Jaune had had a LOT of weird meals in his day. His Great-Aunt Arturia's 100th birthday party. Saphron's engagement dinner. That time Coral and Verdy found out they were dating the same guy.
(The guy had managed to survive being hit by the flat of Dad's sword, so he had at least gotten dessert before they all beat the crap out of him).
This dinner with Kali, Ghira and Blake though? It was certainly up there.
"You... Remember that time you danced, Jaune?" Blake asked. Jaune slowly nodded.
"Yup."
"You were very impressive," she said.
"Thanks. I uh, I practiced a lot," he said. Blake beamed, and poured him more tea without asking. "Thanks."
"You're welcome!"
It was surreal. Before he came to Menagerie, he could count the number of times Blake smiled and/or interacted with him on one hand. Hell, maybe a few fingers.
Now, she was smiling, forcing laughs, touching him gently and being complimentary.
Jaune had been brought up with good manners, so he didn't jump to his first instinct: To start screaming Blake had been possessed. Or was on drugs. She was still a princess and her parents were the leaders of their nation. He should show some decorum.
"I did some dancing, but not a lot," Blake admitted.
"That's fine," Jaune managed.
"I... You and your team did very well," Blake said with a nod, "You all practiced that dance?"
"It helped with teamwork," Jaune muttered. He didn't know what was going on, but he was trying very hard not to lose it. He wasn't a complete idiot.
He finished his food, and bowed to Ghira and Kali.
"Thank you very much," he said, "I need some sleep please."
"You don't need to ask permission to be excused, Jaune," Kali chuckled, "You're free to leave when you want."
"I can show you to your room-Er, I mean, you know where it is already, but," Blake trailed off. Jaune shook his head.
"N-No... That's-"
"Good idea, Blake!" Kali said brightly. "Guide him to his room! We don't want you having an accident from fatigue, do we?"
Jaune looked over at Ghira with a pleading look. The Chieftain of Menagerie gave him a small smile.
"You should take care, Jaune. You did fight hard today."
"... Sure," Jaune managed.
Which is how he found himself being escorted by Blake. Her arms were wrapped around his. Her body kept bumping against his, so close and warm, especially through her kimono. She kept smiling as much as she could the whole way to his room.
He stayed patient and calm... Before he opened the door ahead of them and ushered them both inside. Blake let him go, and he turned around to slide the door shut. He took a deep breath before he turned around.
"Blake, is everything-?"
His question ended in a choking sound. Blake was pulling her kimono down, staring at him with her intense yellow eyes. He immediately moved forward, grabbed her hands, and pulled her kimono back up to keep her decent.
"Blake, what-what the hell is going on?!"
Blake flushed and looked aside.
"I... I'm sorry, you don't like this?"
"I... Yes? No? Kind of-I just-Why are you acting like this?!" Jaune managed. "You're so different from... It's freaky!"
Blake sighed softly. She bowed her head.
"I... I just..." He slowly looked up into his eyes. "I just wanted to... To make up for how I treated you."
"Eh?" Jaune blinked. "What do you mean-?"
"You..." She sighed. "I was pretty snide to you, behind your back. I never paid you any mind. I didn't pay... I didn't pay anyone much mind-!"
"Blake."
Jaune held her shoulders. Blake sighed softly and closed her eyes tightly.
"... I'm not good at this kind of thing," she murmured. "The... The only way I've been able to show how much I care about someone is... The physical way."
She pressed herself up against his front. She looked up into his eyes, determined.
"Jaune," she whispered. "I... You coming here for me? You going through all that? I-I just... I want to make it right. I want to... To show you that I appreciate you. I... I want to make up for everything I've done... Or haven't done..."
Jaune slowly shook his head.
"You don't have to do anything like that for me," he murmured, "You don't owe me anything. You owe Yang and Ruby apologies, but-"
"And I'll give them that," Blake said softly, "But..." She shakily lifted her hand to cup his cheek. "But... I-I mean..."
She shut her eyes tightly.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, this is..." She tried to turn away. Jaune held her tightly.
"Blake," Jaune said quietly, "We can talk about this-"
"I can't," Blake whispered. "I-I can't! I'm just...!"
Jaune led her to the bed (thinking very hard about anything but that), and sat them both down. He still held her the entire time, as she clung tightly to him. She sighed softly, and avoided his eyes.
"It's all right, Blake," Jaune murmured, "I'm not going to judge you-"
"You should," Blake mumbled. "I... If I hadn't been a coward... If I didn't ruin everything I touched, we-we wouldn't..." She shook her head, and looked up at him.
"Please... I-I just want to forget about it. I want to... I want to do something kind for you. I want to do something kind, something good, anything," she whispered, rubbing her hand over his chest. "This... This is something I can do-"
Jaune took her hand in his, and slowly shook his head.
"Blake," Jaune said quietly, "Listen, okay? You-You don't have to do that. Not if you feel obligated. I don't want that, all right?"
Blake sniffled, and looked down.
"I... I'm sorry," she whispered. She wiped her eyes with her hand. "I-I'm sorry... I-I should go-"
"No! Nonono!" Jaune said quickly, holding her tightly. "No... Look. You've... You've got a lot of issues, right? So, we can talk about it. Right? You listened to me. You comforted me... You don't have to do anything. Just... Just talk to me, okay?"
He shook his head. "You don't have to..." He blushed.
Blake sniffled again.
"I don't... I don't know what I'm doing!" She hissed. "It's just so...! It's all I know how to show affection! You need it, you deserve it-!"
"I don't deserve anything," Jaune stated firmly, "Okay? You don't owe me anything. I'm just the messenger. I'm just the errand boy, the shield, the-"
"STOP IT!"
Blake breathed hard, glaring at him. Jaune's tongue was tied as her eyes blazed.
"You... You keep tearing yourself down! Beating yourself up! Stop it! You don't... You're not the one who abandoned everyone she ever cared about! You're not the one who betrayed her friends! You're not the one who ruined everything she ever tried!" She burst into tears.
"I'm just... I'm just a failure, all right?! I had everything, my parents gave me everything, and what did I do with it?! I-I got used by a terrorist organization and a psycho boyfriend! A psycho threatening to murder all my friends and family if I didn't do what he said! I-I ran away when you all needed me! I'm..."
She sobbed and tried to pull away. Jaune thought had gotten a lot stronger, and he held her tightly.
"I can't... I can't even... You're not even attracted to me," she sobbed, "I'm so pathetic...!"
"No, no," Jaune whispered, "No... You are attractive, Blake. Gods, I... You're not a failure, okay?" He found himself scratching her behind her ears, stroking her hair to calm her down as she wept.
"You've done so much... I might have been executed, okay?" He said softly, "You saved me. You and your family have been so kind to me. So that's a good thing, all right?" He hugged her tightly.
"My dad said... My dad said you're not a failure until you give up," Jaune murmured. "I don't think I'm much of anything... But I... Maybe I'm not a failure if I don't give up. And neither are you, Blake."
Blake kept crying into his chest. He kept stroking her hair, her ears, her back, and muttering anything comforting he could think of.
After a while, she got herself together. While emotionally exhausted, she slowly sat up, and he wiped her eyes.
"I... I'm sorry again," Blake mumbled. Jaune hugged her again.
"Don't. You don't have to tell me that," he murmured.
Blake sighed softly.
"Why are you so kind?"
"You're the one who's keeping a human as a guest in a faunus only city," Jaune tried to joke. She smiled briefly, and let out a small laugh.
"I... Thank you, Jaune," she murmured. She looked aside.
"I'm sorry... For the... Trying to seduce you."
Jaune blinked. He decided to choose his next words carefully.
"Don't be."
Blake stared at him.
Not carefully enough!
"I mean, if I wasn't... Like... Emotionally screwed up, and you weren't crying, I..." He shook his head, "I um... Uh..."
What would dad say? Come on!
He took her hand and looked her right in the eyes.
"I would take you in a manly way. I wouldn't stop until you'd passed out from pleasure."
WHY THE HELL DID DAD EVER TELL ME ABOUT THAT?! WHY DIDN'T I BLOCK THAT OUT DUE TO HOW MESSED UP IT WAS?!
Blake blinked. She then looked aside.
"I uh... You don't have to... Um... I know you're trying to make me feel better, but..."
Oh for...! Why am I so useless with words?! Godsdamnit, I need to fix this, I need to... I need to show her.
Jaune held in a sigh. He leaned in. He cupped her chin between his fingers. He pressed his lips against hers.
Warmth flowed through their connection, and it sent a shock up and down his spine. His tongue licked against her lips, and they parted. Their tongues met, tentatively at first, but then twisting and wrestling eagerly.
It was so warm, so...
Jaune abruptly realized he was making out with the princess of Menagerie right in his bedroom.
He pulled away quickly, breathing hard. Blake too was panting, staring at him with a soft look in her eyes.
"J-Jaune...?"
"I uh... I do know how to kiss," Jaune said quickly, "I-I have a lot of practice. With farmgirls. So I think I'm pretty good at it."
A beat.
Blake blinked... Then snickered a little. Jaune chuckled back.
"We're... We're hopeless, aren't we?" Blake whispered, bumping her head against his.
"Yeah," he said, "But not completely... Right?"
Blake stared at him, and slowly nodded.
"Can you..." She blushed. "Can you keep... Scratching behind my ears, please?"
"Sure," Jaune said softly. She hugged and cuddled with him, as he continued to comfort her.
She actually purred, and nuzzled against his neck. She sighed softly.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"You're welcome..."
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