Cowboys of Remnant: Blake's Twisted Desires
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Jaune: "Miss Belladonna, why did you want me to hogtie you again?"
Blake: "Um... No reason?"
Jaune: "I reckon there is a reason to it, Miss Belladonna, though I don't think I should say it."
Blake: "You're very polite."
Jaune: "Yes miss, I am. Still not gonna do it though."
Blake: "Why not? I'm perfectly willing to be a practice target!"
Jaune: "Well, I am not romantically involved with you, which makes engaging in such... behaviors very questionable."
Jaune: "I'm an old-fashioned kinda fella, Miss Belladonna."
Blake: "What if we went on a picnic lunch together? You'd like that, right? It'd be nice and romantic. And then you could tie me up!"
Jaune: "That seems to be movin' a bit fast. I wouldn't do anythin' like that until we were well courtin'. I'd have to meet your parents, make a good impression. Lots of things involved there."
Blake: "So why don't we start training then?"
Jaune: "Trainin' for capturing a person-sized target? I would be entirely willin' to accept the offer, Miss Belladonna, if I didn't know why you really wanted this."
Blake: "And what is that reason, Mister Arc?" Coyly "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean~."
Jaune: "... I'm not sayin' it. But we both know what it is."
Blake: "Oh? However will I know unless you say it~?"
She walks up and rests a hand on his chest
Jaune, blushing like a tomato: "I-Uh, Miss Belladonna, I'd really prefer to not-" gulp "I don't think it'd be appropriate."
Blake: "Mm? How do I know it's appropriate or inappropriate? I can't read your mind~."
She leans in closer
Jaune, having an epiphany: "Wait a second, I'm just playin' into yer hands!"
Blake: "Am I?"
Jaune, steeling himself: "Miss Belladonna, I will not assist you in any kind of sexual gratification unless we're a courtin'!"
Jaune manages to blush even harder.
Blake: Gasp "Sexual gratification? What kind of girl do you think I am, Jaune Arc?!"
Jaune: "A very depraved one. I've seen the kinds of books you read!"
Blake: "You're saying I'm a dirty slut then, Jaune Arc?"
Jaune: "Wha- I, no! That's a horrible thing to say!"
Blake: "A naughty kitty you have to punish? Ooh, punish me, Jaune! Make me a good girl again~!"
Jaune can feel his soul leaving his body.
Later...
Pyrrha: "Jaune? Are you all right?"
Jaune: "No. No I am not."
He stares into the distance.
Pyrrha: "Um... Do you need a hug?"
Jaune: "I had to use my good rope today. I don't think I want it back."
Blake: "Um... No reason?"
Jaune: "I reckon there is a reason to it, Miss Belladonna, though I don't think I should say it."
Blake: "You're very polite."
Jaune: "Yes miss, I am. Still not gonna do it though."
Blake: "Why not? I'm perfectly willing to be a practice target!"
Jaune: "Well, I am not romantically involved with you, which makes engaging in such... behaviors very questionable."
Jaune: "I'm an old-fashioned kinda fella, Miss Belladonna."
Blake: "What if we went on a picnic lunch together? You'd like that, right? It'd be nice and romantic. And then you could tie me up!"
Jaune: "That seems to be movin' a bit fast. I wouldn't do anythin' like that until we were well courtin'. I'd have to meet your parents, make a good impression. Lots of things involved there."
Blake: "So why don't we start training then?"
Jaune: "Trainin' for capturing a person-sized target? I would be entirely willin' to accept the offer, Miss Belladonna, if I didn't know why you really wanted this."
Blake: "And what is that reason, Mister Arc?" Coyly "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean~."
Jaune: "... I'm not sayin' it. But we both know what it is."
Blake: "Oh? However will I know unless you say it~?"
She walks up and rests a hand on his chest
Jaune, blushing like a tomato: "I-Uh, Miss Belladonna, I'd really prefer to not-" gulp "I don't think it'd be appropriate."
Blake: "Mm? How do I know it's appropriate or inappropriate? I can't read your mind~."
She leans in closer
Jaune, having an epiphany: "Wait a second, I'm just playin' into yer hands!"
Blake: "Am I?"
Jaune, steeling himself: "Miss Belladonna, I will not assist you in any kind of sexual gratification unless we're a courtin'!"
Jaune manages to blush even harder.
Blake: Gasp "Sexual gratification? What kind of girl do you think I am, Jaune Arc?!"
Jaune: "A very depraved one. I've seen the kinds of books you read!"
Blake: "You're saying I'm a dirty slut then, Jaune Arc?"
Jaune: "Wha- I, no! That's a horrible thing to say!"
Blake: "A naughty kitty you have to punish? Ooh, punish me, Jaune! Make me a good girl again~!"
Jaune can feel his soul leaving his body.
Later...
Pyrrha: "Jaune? Are you all right?"
Jaune: "No. No I am not."
He stares into the distance.
Pyrrha: "Um... Do you need a hug?"
Jaune: "I had to use my good rope today. I don't think I want it back."