Dragonslayer: In The Family Way 12
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Yang and Jaune stood in the boxing ring in Beacon's gym. As other students worked out around them, Yang scrutinized her fiance's stange with an intense scowl
"Okay... Okay... Let's see..."
She swung her fist for his face, and he got his arms up just in time to block. She continued the combo, punching and kicking furiously as she drove Jaune back.
"Better, better-!"
Yang switched to an open palm strike and hit Jaune right through his guard in the stomach, following up with an uppercut to his jaw. He nearly flew out of the ring, barely managing to keep on his feet and brace himself against the ropes.
"Still leaving yourself open," Yang said with a grin. Jaune nodded, wincing as his Aura went to work healing him.
"Y-Yeah," he croaked out.
Yang's eyebrows rose in alarm. She knelt down next to Jaune.
"Are you okay Jaune?"
"Y-Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Jaune managed, in a clearer voice. He stood back up, rubbing his upper chest. She went up with him, her arms still around him in worry.
"Just-That hit hard."
"Well it was supposed to," Yang said cheerfully. She shook her head. "This isn't great training though."
"It isn't?" Jaune asked. Yang sighed.
"Well it's fine for me, but you... Well, you can't exactly punch back, can you?"
Jaune shook his head.
"Nope," he said, "I'd never hit my wife."
"Aw," Yang cooed, "Not even if I asked~?"
She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek, before planting a kiss on his neck. He sucked in a deep breath as her tongue lingered on his sweaty throat.
"Y-Yang..."
"Mmm... Not even if I was asking for it?" She whispered sensually, pressing herself against him. She didn't know if it was the pregnancy hormones or what, but she loved the smell of Jaune's sweat. It never failed to excite her...
Jaune wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed his forehead to hers. Their eyes locked as he held her tightly.
"You're really asking for it now," he growled, and Yang's eyes burned red in delight-
"AHEM."
They pulled apart rapidly. Yang scowled over at Weiss, who was blushing heavily.
"D-Do you mind trying to remain decent in public?" Weiss demanded.
"That was a pretty good impression of Goodwitch, actually," Jaune commented. Yang grinned.
"Yeah! Angling for a new career, Ice Witch?"
"UGH! Just stop being disgusting horny animals in public!" Weiss stated, blushing bright red. Yang huffed, and pressed herself against Jaune.
"Aw... Jealous you don't get to watch, Weisscream?"
"N-NO!" Weiss cried, turning and running off to the locker room with a bright red face. Jaune blinked in disbelief.
"She's... Not seriously-?"
"She might be, which is hilarious," Yang giggled... Before she pressed herself against him. She whispered in his ear.
"Seriously though, get us to our room or I'm tearing off your clothes right now."
Despite the many times he'd been called one, Jaune was not a dolt. He gracefully grabbed Yang's hand and dragged her out of the gym.
Ruby and Pyrrha, running on treadmills, watched them go. Ruby made a face.
"Geez... They're going off to do... That again, huh?"
Pyrrha blushed and nodded.
"It uh... It seems likely."
"How many times can they do it in one day?" Ruby asked, exasperated. She glared down at the treadmill as she jogged. "Can't be that much fun..."
Pyrrha didn't say anything, she just bowed her head, blushed, and kept running.
- - -
Later that night, after class, Jaune was woken up by Yang shaking his arm.
"Jaune? Jaune?"
"Hmm? Wha-What? What is it?" Jaune sat up, looking around worriedly. Yang bit her lower lip.
"Ummm... It's uh... It's a little silly but..."
"What?"
"... I need a burger," she said.
Jaune blinked.
"Right now?"
"Right now, with pickles and onions," Yang insisted.
Jaune sighed. Yang winced, feeling embarassed. Gods, it was such a cliche and-The baby was barely two months old now and she was already getting cravings!
"I-I know it's a cliche and I know it's the middle of the night so it's a long flight to Vale," Yang went on, "M-Maybe the cafeteria has what we need? We could break into it or-or ask a teacher and-"
"Come on," Jaune said. He took her hand and pulled her up. He got her a sleeping robe, given her tastes in sleepwear had gotten a lot sexier, and she dressed. He held her hand and led her out of their room and down the stairs.
They arrived in the common area of the dorm building, where a kitchenette sat in the still darkness. Jaune led Yang to one of several identical tables and sat her down on the cheap wooden chair standing at it.
"Just give me a few minutes," he said reassuringly, and she nodded. Jaune found an apron, pulled it on, started up the grill, and then went to the fridge. He pulled out beef patties, and got some buns from the cabinets overhead. He set down a skillet, and soon began to cook the beef patties. Yang's mouth watered as the smell drifted under her nostrils, and as she watched Jaune work the grill in just an apron and boxers.
Oh wow, I am discovering all sorts of things about myself tonight...
He came to the table with a finished burger, piled high with onions and pickles. He set with down with a smile.
"Anything else?" He asked.
"I uh... Those spicy chips, Devil Triangles?" Yang ventured. Jaune nodded, and went to the cabinets. He pulled out a bag, as Yang began to tear into the burger. She moaned happily-Oh this was divine!
"Mmmmm~!" She grabbed the chips and gobbled them down too. "Mmmm... What, are you-nom-psychic or something?"
"No, but my mom left me a list of common foods pregnant women often want," Jaune said, "Fats and proteins with highly acidic vegetables are common ones. Good for the baby. You'll probably want more dairy too, to help the baby's bones develop."
"Ohhh man," Yang groaned, as she polished off the burger (Damn but it was good!) and the chips, "I'm gonna get fat."
"Not if you keep exercising you won't," Jaune chuckled. "Not that I would mind."
Yang scowled at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean," Jaune smiled warmly at her, "That you'd always be beautiful to me, Yang. No matter what."
Yang stared intently at him, her eyes shining. She began to sniffle as tears fell down her cheeks. Jaune leaned forward, concerned.
"Yang? Are you all right-?"
She tossed the table aside and jumped him.
Ruby yawned, wandering into the kitchen.
"Is someone cooking-"
Her face went bright red.
"Nevermind," she said quickly, using her Semblance to rocket away back to her dorm. She entered shakily. Blake, who was still awake and reading, didn't even look up from her book.
"... Ran into them going at it, huh?" She asked.
Ruby nodded slowly, her face so hot it was a wonder she wasn't glowing in the dark.
"You're doing better than Pyrrha and Weiss," Blake said.
"H-How so?" Ruby managed.
Blake smirked a little.
"You're not sticking around to watch."
"EWWWWW!"
- - -
Yang and Jaune stood in the boxing ring in Beacon's gym. As other students worked out around them, Yang scrutinized her fiance's stange with an intense scowl
"Okay... Okay... Let's see..."
She swung her fist for his face, and he got his arms up just in time to block. She continued the combo, punching and kicking furiously as she drove Jaune back.
"Better, better-!"
Yang switched to an open palm strike and hit Jaune right through his guard in the stomach, following up with an uppercut to his jaw. He nearly flew out of the ring, barely managing to keep on his feet and brace himself against the ropes.
"Still leaving yourself open," Yang said with a grin. Jaune nodded, wincing as his Aura went to work healing him.
"Y-Yeah," he croaked out.
Yang's eyebrows rose in alarm. She knelt down next to Jaune.
"Are you okay Jaune?"
"Y-Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Jaune managed, in a clearer voice. He stood back up, rubbing his upper chest. She went up with him, her arms still around him in worry.
"Just-That hit hard."
"Well it was supposed to," Yang said cheerfully. She shook her head. "This isn't great training though."
"It isn't?" Jaune asked. Yang sighed.
"Well it's fine for me, but you... Well, you can't exactly punch back, can you?"
Jaune shook his head.
"Nope," he said, "I'd never hit my wife."
"Aw," Yang cooed, "Not even if I asked~?"
She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek, before planting a kiss on his neck. He sucked in a deep breath as her tongue lingered on his sweaty throat.
"Y-Yang..."
"Mmm... Not even if I was asking for it?" She whispered sensually, pressing herself against him. She didn't know if it was the pregnancy hormones or what, but she loved the smell of Jaune's sweat. It never failed to excite her...
Jaune wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed his forehead to hers. Their eyes locked as he held her tightly.
"You're really asking for it now," he growled, and Yang's eyes burned red in delight-
"AHEM."
They pulled apart rapidly. Yang scowled over at Weiss, who was blushing heavily.
"D-Do you mind trying to remain decent in public?" Weiss demanded.
"That was a pretty good impression of Goodwitch, actually," Jaune commented. Yang grinned.
"Yeah! Angling for a new career, Ice Witch?"
"UGH! Just stop being disgusting horny animals in public!" Weiss stated, blushing bright red. Yang huffed, and pressed herself against Jaune.
"Aw... Jealous you don't get to watch, Weisscream?"
"N-NO!" Weiss cried, turning and running off to the locker room with a bright red face. Jaune blinked in disbelief.
"She's... Not seriously-?"
"She might be, which is hilarious," Yang giggled... Before she pressed herself against him. She whispered in his ear.
"Seriously though, get us to our room or I'm tearing off your clothes right now."
Despite the many times he'd been called one, Jaune was not a dolt. He gracefully grabbed Yang's hand and dragged her out of the gym.
Ruby and Pyrrha, running on treadmills, watched them go. Ruby made a face.
"Geez... They're going off to do... That again, huh?"
Pyrrha blushed and nodded.
"It uh... It seems likely."
"How many times can they do it in one day?" Ruby asked, exasperated. She glared down at the treadmill as she jogged. "Can't be that much fun..."
Pyrrha didn't say anything, she just bowed her head, blushed, and kept running.
- - -
Later that night, after class, Jaune was woken up by Yang shaking his arm.
"Jaune? Jaune?"
"Hmm? Wha-What? What is it?" Jaune sat up, looking around worriedly. Yang bit her lower lip.
"Ummm... It's uh... It's a little silly but..."
"What?"
"... I need a burger," she said.
Jaune blinked.
"Right now?"
"Right now, with pickles and onions," Yang insisted.
Jaune sighed. Yang winced, feeling embarassed. Gods, it was such a cliche and-The baby was barely two months old now and she was already getting cravings!
"I-I know it's a cliche and I know it's the middle of the night so it's a long flight to Vale," Yang went on, "M-Maybe the cafeteria has what we need? We could break into it or-or ask a teacher and-"
"Come on," Jaune said. He took her hand and pulled her up. He got her a sleeping robe, given her tastes in sleepwear had gotten a lot sexier, and she dressed. He held her hand and led her out of their room and down the stairs.
They arrived in the common area of the dorm building, where a kitchenette sat in the still darkness. Jaune led Yang to one of several identical tables and sat her down on the cheap wooden chair standing at it.
"Just give me a few minutes," he said reassuringly, and she nodded. Jaune found an apron, pulled it on, started up the grill, and then went to the fridge. He pulled out beef patties, and got some buns from the cabinets overhead. He set down a skillet, and soon began to cook the beef patties. Yang's mouth watered as the smell drifted under her nostrils, and as she watched Jaune work the grill in just an apron and boxers.
Oh wow, I am discovering all sorts of things about myself tonight...
He came to the table with a finished burger, piled high with onions and pickles. He set with down with a smile.
"Anything else?" He asked.
"I uh... Those spicy chips, Devil Triangles?" Yang ventured. Jaune nodded, and went to the cabinets. He pulled out a bag, as Yang began to tear into the burger. She moaned happily-Oh this was divine!
"Mmmmm~!" She grabbed the chips and gobbled them down too. "Mmmm... What, are you-nom-psychic or something?"
"No, but my mom left me a list of common foods pregnant women often want," Jaune said, "Fats and proteins with highly acidic vegetables are common ones. Good for the baby. You'll probably want more dairy too, to help the baby's bones develop."
"Ohhh man," Yang groaned, as she polished off the burger (Damn but it was good!) and the chips, "I'm gonna get fat."
"Not if you keep exercising you won't," Jaune chuckled. "Not that I would mind."
Yang scowled at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean," Jaune smiled warmly at her, "That you'd always be beautiful to me, Yang. No matter what."
Yang stared intently at him, her eyes shining. She began to sniffle as tears fell down her cheeks. Jaune leaned forward, concerned.
"Yang? Are you all right-?"
She tossed the table aside and jumped him.
Ruby yawned, wandering into the kitchen.
"Is someone cooking-"
Her face went bright red.
"Nevermind," she said quickly, using her Semblance to rocket away back to her dorm. She entered shakily. Blake, who was still awake and reading, didn't even look up from her book.
"... Ran into them going at it, huh?" She asked.
Ruby nodded slowly, her face so hot it was a wonder she wasn't glowing in the dark.
"You're doing better than Pyrrha and Weiss," Blake said.
"H-How so?" Ruby managed.
Blake smirked a little.
"You're not sticking around to watch."
"EWWWWW!"
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