Fate's Wild Card Ch.4

AN: A stabby gremlin gf coming right up!

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Pryce just rolls his eyes as he already knows who has those exotic eyes, and how couldn't he? His girlfriend always loved to give surprise visits out of the blue. Maybe to hang out or steal some food. Yeah, his apartment might be pretty empty and messy but he does have decent food around.

And those intentions don’t change on this occasion either as Neopolitan fully reveals herself, wearing her usual clothes and carrying her parasol weapon, grinning all smug before she jumps him, wrapping legs and arms around him. Essentially latching onto him.

Pryce grabs her quickly, holding her since he has a lot of experience because she likes this sort of play so he simply goes inside, closing the door with his foot and she drops her parasol.

She is light, so he doesn't mind carrying her around and moves back to his messy floor bed where he drops on top of it unceremoniously because he wants to have some fun at her expense too.

Neo punches his chest with a small fist after landing, the impact playful yet firm enough to remind him of her strength. Then she sits up and straddles him, her mismatched eyes—one brown, one pink—studying his face with an intensity that borders on predatory. Her fingers trace along his jaw, lingering on a fresh bruise forming there, her head tilting with curiosity.

"So why the visit?" he asks, hands resting on her hips for a moment before giving her a light but playful squeeze.

Neo makes a series of specific hand movements, her fingers dancing with practiced precision.

'Heard-you-were-in-trouble.'

Sign language.

Well, Neo has many ways of communicating since she is mut, she still hasn’t told him why she is mute, not like he minds, he likes how she is after all. Also convenient since he learned sign language, at least a version of it back in Mistral, so with Neo's help, he easily adopted the new version to understand her without needing to use scrolls or her strange semblance.

And he finds it better than just reading her answers on a scroll.

"Oh that? Yeah, my last job went to shit. Got caught by huntsmen and I got dragged to the police station," Pryce explains nonchalantly, resting his head on the pillow.

'You-were-caught?' she raises an eyebrow, her hands moving with exaggerated disbelief. 'Thought-you-were-experienced-dummy.' Her expression turns into a playful mock-disappointment, though her eyes sparkle with amusement at his misfortune. She pinches his cheek harder than necessary, her smile never faltering.

"Told ya already, huntsmen. A veteran at that." He rubs his neck with his other hand where the blade had scraped some skin off. "The drunkard... he was pretty strong."

She opens her mouth in understanding, a silent "ah" forming on her lips. But that attention then goes down to his chest. She glances back to him with a mischievous glint before she pokes his stomach.

He snorts and twitches a little before he also pokes her lean stomach.

A poking duel it is then.

A poking duel that lasted a couple of minutes that left them giggling and laughing, though Neo's laughter is just her shoulders shaking and her mouth open in silent mirth, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

But Pryce takes a deep breath and exhales, his ears going limp for a moment to ease some tension. 

"Yeah, the whole thing sucked, and even more that this entire job and apartment somehow was involved with some kingdom security, and the headmaster of Beacon personally came in and wanted to charge me with a lot of bogus crimes. What a prick."

That's the moment when his girlfriend's expression shifts, concern flashing across her features as her hands move rapidly. 'What-happened? Need-help?' 

He waits for a moment and she tilts her head, and her eyes flash a dangerous glint he knows all too well. 

Yeah, Neo is his failsafe in case the lawyers don’t work. She would notice he was gone and come help him escape and clean his records from the system, her semblance is that useful after all. But with all the shit they were pulling to trap him, Neo wouldn't have been able to do anything. 

His girl is scarily good, but not THAT good.

Pryce shakes his head. "Actually, things took a weird turn. That headmaster guy, Ozpin? He offered me a spot at Beacon Academy instead of prison and he would drop all the charges."

Neo's eyes widen dramatically, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of surprise. Her hands pause mid-air as she processes this information. Then, in a flash, her eyes narrow suspiciously..

'You? A-student?' she signs, her shoulders shaking in silent laughter. 'You-hate-rules. And-uniforms.' She pokes him in the chest accusingly, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. 

"Trust me, I know. But it was either that or face charges for 'terrorism' and other high-level legal bullshit." He makes air quotes around the word. "So now I'm supposed to be a huntsman-in-training. Got to get a weapon tomorrow and everything."

Neo's eyes light up at the mention of a weapon, and she makes a stabbing motion with her hand, followed by a series of quick signs. 'What-kind? Something-deadly? Sharp?' 

Her smile turns wicked, almost hungry, as she mimes slashing someone's throat. Then she did a gun gesture, pulling the trigger.

"Don't know yet. That Qrow guy is supposed to help me pick something out. Ozpin's paying for it, at least."

'I-can-help-instead. Know-weapons.' Her eyes gleam with excitement as she pantomimes various fighting styles—stabbing, slashing, shooting. Then she signs again, 'Better-than-drunk-man.'

Yes, her input would be very useful but she is all into fighting other people not grimm, so he would have to rely on Qrow.

And it seems she has read his thoughts as she then runs her fingers through his hair, giving it a playful tug before signing again. 'My-cute-bunny-at-fancy-school.' 

Pryce rolls his eyes and pinches the side of her stomach.

She yelps, her mouth opening in mock outrage as she slaps his chest with more force than necessary, the impact leaving a slight sting.

"I forgot to mention but I think I have somebody keeping an eye on me, somehow." Pryce looks at the window because is sure that just a harsh warning wouldn't be enough for those guys to feel confident and they would have somebody keeping watch. But well, he hasn't seen or heard anybody besides Neo, so he wasn't sure if it was real or just paranoia from the stress of the day.

Neo's eyes narrow as she raises her head and looks around their surroundings intently. Her whole demeanor shifts in an instant—from playful girlfriend to calculating predator. She scans the windows, the door, even glances at the vents, her body tensing slightly as if preparing for a threat.

But then she turns back to him and her frown turns into a wicked smile that sends a shiver down his spine.

And Pryce does know that smile as he smirks in response. It's her "I've got an idea" smile, the one that usually leads to… very interesting outcomes.

And Neo almost rips open her jacket, her nice pair of generous tits falling and bouncing a few times.

Pryce wanted to throw his head in laughter but hold himself back.

“Sure, I don’t mind giving a show.”

Neo grins widely, pulling her bra upwards to let him see her nips.

His gaze falls on her chest, and he licks his lips with anticipation. Her nipples were perfect, not too big and not too small, her skin soft and smooth without any blemishes. He loves playing with them and she always seems to enjoy it too.

He reaches for one of her breasts, but she stops him by grabbing his wrist firmly.

Pryce looks up, meeting her eyes. She shakes her head and gently pushes his hand away.

She wants to play with him instead? He can roll with that.

She leans forward, her free hand coming up to cup his face, pulling him in for a kiss.

Her lips are soft and warm and taste faintly of strawberry. She presses against him eagerly, her tongue darting between his lips. He opens his mouth to meet it with his own, their tongues dancing together in a familiar rhythm as they know each other's good spots.

She moans softly into the kiss and moves her hips, rubbing against his crotch. He feels himself growing hard beneath her, his shaft pressing against his pants as he gets more turned on.

He puts his hands on her hips and pulls her closer, deepening the kiss. She breaks away after a few moments, breathing heavily.

Neo then shifts her position a little, so that she is straddling his thighs, giving her easy access to his pants. She reaches for the zipper, undoing it and pulling his hard member out. She strokes it slowly, teasingly, before wrapping her fingers around it and starting to jerk him off.

He groans at the feeling of her soft hand on his cock. She pumps her hand up and down, squeezing gently.

Fuck, she really knows how to get him hard fast.

He closes his eyes, focusing on the sensations. She keeps stroking him, picking up speed as she gets more into it. He feels her other hand on his shoulder, probably to steady herself.

Her hand on feels amazing, but when he feels a strong throb, she stops abruptly, and he opens his eyes. He looks down to see her smiling at him mischievously, her tongue sticking out playfully.

"Come on. I'm almost there." 

Her smile grows wider as she shakes her head. She slowly gets up on her knees and pull down her pants enough, along with her pink panties and then sits back down, placing herself right above his throbbing and eager manhood.

Oh fuck, he loves this part.

She slides down his shaft slowly, teasingly, taking her sweet time as she adjusts to his girth. She lets out a long, satisfied sigh as she bottoms out, taking every inch of him inside her tight tunnel.

Wet and ready.

She places both hands on his shoulders, steadying herself as she begins to move her hips in a slow rhythmic motion, her wetness providing plenty of lubrication. She moves up and down before bottoming out herself only to roll her hips a few times and then return to her initial rhythm.

Pryce reaches forward, his hands finding their way to her breasts.

His girlfriend frowns a little but gives him a nod. Yes, he said he would let her dominate him for this time, but he didn't want to be a total dead fish, it isn’t that fun.

And NOT groping those breasts is a crime.

He squeezes them gently at first, caressing them and playing with them, his fingers brushing over her nipples. Her expression melts into one of pleasure and she starts moving faster, doing most of the dirty work. But her walls tighten around him, squeezing him even harder than before as soon as he touched one spot she liked a little too much.

"F-Fuck Neo!" Pryce curses as he feels her pussy clamping down like a vice. He holds his breath as he's struggling to hold on, but her hot cunt is making it difficult to resist. 

And she seems to notice him struggling to hold it in.

So reacts accordingly and leans in and kisses him deeply, her tongue invading his mouth and dancing around his. Then she breaks away from the kiss, a faint trail of saliva following her as she stares into his eyes with a smug smirk.

She then grabs his hands for a moment before he changes her pace entirely, slamming herself down hard enough to make them bounce on the bed.

Fuck!

The sudden increase of stimulation combined with the sight of his girlfriend riding him with wild abandon is too much for him to handle any longer. His hips buck upwards involuntarily as he explodes inside her, his cock pumping his suppressed load inside her.

She slams down a few more times, milking every last drop from his shaft, before collapsing on top of him, both panting heavily as Pryce wraps his hands around her.

They lie there for a while, enjoying the afterglow. He runs his hand through her hair affectionately, earning a contented sigh from her.

He shifts his body a little and pulls out of her snatch, a mix of their juices leaking onto his crotch and thighs.

Anybody else would be freaking out about an unprotected creampie but his girlfriend is on the pill or something along the lines, so no unwanted pregnancy.

And raw sex is seriously the best, condoms suck, they simply do not feel the same.

After a while Neo lifts herself off of him, sitting back on the bed and stretching languidly, making sure to give him a good view of her semi-naked body. She grins at him, giving him a playful wink, before standing up.

It was just a quickie after all to mess with whoever is spying on me. IF there is actually somebody spying on us but I won't reject sex too.

Pryce watches as she pulls up her panties and pants, tucking his still-erect member away and zipping his fly. She buttons up her jacket before turning back to him.

"You're gonna stay, right?" he asks.

'Can't,' she signs apologetically. 'Have-job-to-do.' And her expression suggests it's not a job she can postpone, even for him.

Instead, she moves closer and presses her lips against his in a quick kiss goodbye.

'Come-back-later-for-more.' Her hands form the signs with a suggestive flourish.

Then she winks at him again and walks out of the room, her movements graceful and silent as always as she picks up her weapon. Her parasol twirls once in her hand before she opens the door and disappears into the hallway, leaving him alone.

He sighs heavily, staring at the ceiling. From thief to Huntsman-in-training in one day. The thought is still bizarre, almost laughable.

Tomorrow he'll get his weapon, and then... well, he'd see if Ozpin's offer was a genuine second chance or just another trap. Either way, sleep now—he'll need it for whatever comes next.

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AN: Two more chapters before the normal schedule for shorts returns and a new announcement for membership benefits.