Kink Fics (1/3)

Yang sighed. Lying in bed, next to her husband, she felt… so comfortable, so at peace that she should be happier. Even the shaft of morning sunlight cutting right through the blinds and into her eyes wasn’t something that could spoil her mood, annoying as it was. She should be reveling in the warmth and affection that filled her life now, but instead… she was thinking about how temporary this would be.

There was a mission. It paid well. It’d involve a trip. And that meant… having to spend two weeks away from Jaune.

They’d talked about this. Jaune had been wonderfully supportive of her career, and Yang wanted to be a Huntress out in the field, where her talents could do the most good for others, where she could feel the thrum of adrenaline through her, but… at the same time…

Leaving Jaune behind was hard. It was always hard, and harder than she thought it would be. She’d grown up in a home that had been fractured twice over, losing two moms and leaving her dad a little… rough for the experience. She’d stepped up to raise her little sis, and while Ruby meant the world to her, Yang’s entire life had been spent waiting for the chance to hit the open road, no rules, no responsibilities, total freedom.

At least, until Beacon. Until Jaune. And now she was standing at the precipice of having that freedom, going from job to job with only the open road to call home… and she hated it. She wanted to stay in bed, with her hubby, and just… feel his strong arms around her, holding her close, feeling loved and cherished. It was so tempting, in a way Yang never thought she might be tempted.

But… work was work, and Yang had to-

Hold on a moment… that sound, the sizzle of… was she smelling bacon? That was…

Ah, hell.

With a groan, Yang remembered the other reason she wasn’t inclined to leave her husband behind. Stumbling out of bed and tromping down to the kitchen, trying to ignore how alluring the scent of percolating coffee was as she focused on what was about to really piss her off.

Specifically, the girl in her kitchen. The familiar girl in her kitchen. The familiar girl in the kitchen, short, with multicolored hair, and wearing nothing but an apron as she prepared a hearty breakfast… for them.

“Alright,” she growled at the intruder, “You know you’re not welcome here, I have made that very clear, so I expect some explanation for what you think you’re doing in my house.”

Silently, she pointed towards the den. Yang, her eyes still bleary from sleep, followed where she was pointing to where… where there was a photo from Yang and Jaune’s wedding, except with Neo photoshopped into it next to Jaune, on the opposite side of Yang, wearing a matching white dress and blissful expression, as though she had actually been there. Had actually been married to the both of them.

“Oh for- that doesn’t mean-”

Neo pointed again, above the altered wedding photo, to a marriage certificate hanging from the wall… verifying the bond of holy matrimony between Jaune Arc, Yang Xiao Long… and Neopolitan. Impressively well forged, and quite possibly… legally binding, knowing Neo’s criminal influence.

But “legally binding” had never meant one goddamn thing to Yang, especially when her husband was on the line!

Looming over the tiny girl, Yang pounded her fist into her palm and glowered. With a very measured voice, she began, “We’ve talked about this before, Neo. I’m married to Jaune. Not you.”

Neo gave her an unsettlingly effective pout before looking at Yang with hopeful eyes...

“And I’m not married to you either!” she spat, before Neo could wordlessly make that objection.

But Neo wasn’t that easy to shut down. Shooting her a 10,000 watt puppydog pout, Yang felt the waves of irresistible cuteness crash into her, her heart crying out that she… must… console… sad… Neo!

Except...

“I grew up with Ruby, you’re gonna need to do a lot more than-”

Yang was cut off as Neo changed tactics—dropping the pout and, instead, giving a saucy pirouette, showing off her exposed ass and… letting her apron flip up just enough to get a glimpse of her pussy and… and the Arc crest shaved into the thatch above it.

But to no avail. Yang folded her arms across her chest and said, “Oh, you think that’s going to impress me? I wasn’t moved when you filled our bedroom with candles and rose petals. I wasn’t moved when you showed up in a maid’s outfit. And I wasn’t moved when I woke up to find you in a dog bed with only a leash and a collar on, and a bone in your mouth. What makes you think this is-”

“Uh, hey...”

Yang turned to see her husband behind her. Inwardly, Yang winced. Jaune was a faithful husband, a man who was loyal to his very core. She had no reason to fear that Neo might steal him away from her. But that wasn’t Neo’s goal—she wanted to worm her way into their relationship. And Jaune, sweet, compassionate Jaune, was the weak link here, something Neo knew all too well.

It was impossible to mean to Neo—the only way to get her to back off—with Jaune there. Jaune just had a- it was just impossible to not feel a little sweet when she had Jaune’s gentle presence acting upon her. He stabilized her, helped her mellow out, and worse, always made her feel soft while he was there. Even when dealing with awful little gremlins like Neo.

Still, she had to try. “Jaune,” she began, her voice measured, but stern, “Neo here has invited herself into our home. Again,” she shot a glare at the diminutive assassin, giving the both of them a look of pure confused innocence. “So if you don’t mind, I’ll-”

She was cut off as Jaune put a concerned hand on her arm and, damn it all, she couldn’t help but melt when he gave her that sympathetic look. “I can handle this,” he said before turning to Neo. “Neo? I believe we’ve made our opinion clear on this. I’m sorry, but we’re simply not interested in inviting anyone else into our relationship.”

Neo wilted under Jaune’s patient, yet forceful, words. Ha, now she had to deal with Jaune’s Jaune-ness! And she proved to be just as vulnerable as Yang herself was, her big, pouty eyes failing to dissuade Jaune’s gentle sternness until even Neo had to give way!

Sadly nodding, Neo acquiesced to their demands. But… before she went, she turned to gesture at the breakfast she’d prepared for them. A big pile of fluffy scrambled eggs offset with exquisitely golden-brown hashbrowns, toast with jam—and not just store bought stuff, Neo had hit up a farmer’s market or something, as impossible as it sounded that Neo might be at a farmer’s market—with the sizzling bacon and sausages… And… and Yang was hungry… and it looked good…

That time Neo showed up in a maid’s outfit, she actually had cleaned their house. Which Yang, begrudgingly, had to accept as a very helpful thing. Even if she’d done it so that she could slip some particularly suggestive lesbian porn in Yang’s personal items (Big-titted blondes domming petite girls? Subtle.) she’d done them a big favor. And feeling her Jaune-induced empathy for all things, Yang didn’t have her guard up to do what she had to do and just dump it all in the trash.

“Okay,” she grumbled, just in time for her stomach to do the same, “we’ll have breakfast. But that’s it, you little goblin! After that, you leave!”

Neo just beamed and Yang cursed how it made her heart feel so light and- and happy! Before marriage had taken her edge, Yang would have just ran her over with Bumblebee to show her what happened to trash goblins who got in her way, and especially those who were checking out her man! But with her anger failing to cohere, Yang had no choice but to take a seat across from her husband at the breakfast table, dig in, and… enjoy a pleasant breakfast together.

Ugh, what had happened to her?

“Don’t worry,” Jaune suddenly said with an impish smirk on his face, “I won’t tell anybody. And you’re still the big, scary Yang Xiao Long to me.”

Yang gave him a playful scowl as he sipped his orange juice, but she couldn’t keep the smile off her face as they started playfully joking and teasing each other as they enjoyed breakfast. And… say what you will for the little burglar, but she could cook. Could actually cook really well—was this just a Valean thing? A mainland Valean thing, like, while everyone else up in Patch was learning to be a badass, was Jaune and Coco and Neo learning how to make the best scrambled eggs Yang would ever have? Seriously, Yang was starting to wonder if Neo was even better than Jaune in the kitchen, and from the way he’d started wolfing down his breakfast, he might agree.

Gods… just watching Jaune eat was starting to make Yang’s heart get all fluttery. How had she ever fallen so hard for somebody? There was a time, not even that long ago, when Yang had felt like she’d never be able to trust anyone. A time when she was busy convincing herself that she didn’t want someone to share her life with, that she was better off alone, and then Jaune came in and, before she knew it, the Vomit Boy had wriggled his way into her heart… How did that even happen?

Didn’t hurt that he had a surprisingly good bod, that was for sure. Yang felt a warm twinge as she pictured her husband shirtless. He sure was a Huntsman now, and even if he might not have been back then, the first time Yang saw him with his shirt off… hoo that had gotten her motor going! Some days, it took self control to keep her hands off of her husband, to just peel his armor off him and strip him bare, to run her tongue up his abs as she tasted the sweat from his workout, pausing only a moment to savor his body before she’d rip his pants right off and-

Whoa.

Whoa, Yang was starting to feel… a little light-headed. M-maybe a bit more than light-headed, she was… hoo boy, she was starting to feel a little warm all of a sudden. A lot warm. Her eyes were just locked on Jaune and that annoying… annoying amount of clothes he was wearing. Too many clothes. Armor. Needed to be stripped away. The hot predator inside Yang, the furnace that burned within her, it was all starting to wake up, to burn, and it saw Jaune as a little overdressed for what she wanted. Gods! Why was it so warm in here! She had to- had to-

Awwwwwwwwww, fuck, Yang suddenly realized that she’d forgotten about Neo.

Her head felt heavy and her eyes didn’t want to look away from her husband, his own breathing growing deeper as a sheen of sweat began to form on his brow, but Yang had to grit her teeth and turn to see the angelic face of the woman who’s been trying to fuck the both of them just standing there in only her apron as she smiled at Yang.

And gods… Yang couldn’t help but notice how delicious she looked.

She was was barely able to focus enough to glance at the card Neo slipped to her from across the table, reading: I spiked the eggs with a very potent aphrodisiac. Sorry!

The look on her face was anything but sorry, but as Yang looked upon Neo’s cherubic figures, all she could think about… was taking that face and shoving it between her legs! With a lusty moan, she pounced, only to realize her reflexes were a half-second too slow, as Jaune seized the little imp, his lips crashing into hers as Yang seized her from behind, her hands kneading the shorter girl’s surprisingly generous booty.

“You shouldn’t,” Jaune groaned, breaking away from the kiss, “You shouldn’t have done that!”

“Which means we have to punish her!” Yang growled, the heat inside her boiling over into pure madness. “And I know exactly how to give her what a dirty bitch deserves!”

Jaune might have objected, might have been the voice of reason, but this lusty bitch had drowned out the voice of reason in a tide of aphrodisiacs. Powerful ones at that, if it was enough to make Jaune lose composure with his level of aura. And the sight of Jaune losing control as he kissed Neo so passionately as the manipulative little cunt went limp in Yang’s arms just made Yang want more! More and more and more… and she had to punish this filthy tramp to get it!

A spanking wasn’t enough. This wasn’t some misbehaving little girl, this was- this was a rotten, nasty bitch who kept making a move on her man! And Yang needed to teach her a lesson!

With one hand, she continued to knead Neo’s ass, squeezing as tightly as she could to make Neo yelp even as Jaune delivered her to paradise. With the other, Yang reached between Neo’s legs to slip a finger into her nasty little slit, seeing how wet the whore was. So turned on by getting between a married couple, by making them cheat on each other. Oh, Yang would make her pay for that, make her squeal as she viciously thrust her fingers into her pussy.

“Her- her tits, Jaune,” Yang panted, knowing that her fingers weren’t enough for this task, “Squeeze her- punish her little titties Jaune, show this homewrecking bitch that you’d never have to-” Yang was suddenly overcome by a surge of arousal as Neo’s pussy clenched around her fingers in response to her punishment. “Oh fuck this is hot- j-just play with her titties Jaune!”

With a moan, Jaune complied, still kissing the little brat as he palmed and squeezed her little handfuls. Yang pushed her chest into the thief’s back, her own tits feeling like they were on fire as Jaune punished Neo’s. Fuck, these aphrodisiacs were amazing, Yang had never been so turned on in her fucking life!

“T-twist her nipples, m-make her- make her hurt, Jaune!” Yang whimpered, feeling her legs become as shaky as Neo’s, the lucky filling in their sandwich. She had to press tighter against Neo’s back just to stay upright, which made Yang even hornier, especially as Jaune began to snarl with uncontrollable desire.

Breaking from Neo’s kiss, he gasped for air, letting Yang see that his eyes were on fire with lust. Just as bad as Yang’s own gaze was, and their eyes silently communicated what they’d be doing next as Yang and Neo helped Jaune out of his clothes… well, as the two of them simply ripped his pants off, letting his-

H-holy shit, Jaune was hard!

She’d never seen her husband like this, and the one fleeting thought that flittered its way through Yang’s cock-shocked daze was, “I gotta find out where I can get more of this stuff.”

But Jaune wasn’t stunned. Wasn’t about to hesitate. He seized Neo with a roar and hefted the tiny thot into the air as though she weighed nothing. The sight of him rapaciously unleashing his desire upon her unlocked Yang’s voice, her words spilling out of her mouth without a thought, merely an automatic response to what she was beholding.

“Jaune!” she barked, “Shove your- oh fuck- s-shove your big fucking dick up this homewrecking cunt’s twat!”

And if he wasn’t already the perfect husband, he didn’t need to be told twice as he dropped Neo’s petite form down on his beastly dick. If her body gave up any resistance to his monster, Jaune wasn’t giving it a thought and Neo had no way of voicing her opposition as he simply slammed his full length into her body. Yang could practically see how it bulged her stomach to take so much meat into her as Neo’s eyes went impossibly wide, her mouth hung open like an unlatched gate, and her whole face froze in a look of pure disbelief.

Served the little slut right.

But Yang was overcome by needs that wouldn’t allow her to enjoy the sight of a homewrecker getting appropriately wrecked. She needed more, and she swiftly was upon Neo, her mind too frazzled by the potent drugs coursing through her system to even think that there was anything odd about the situation as she tore the clothes from her body. Instead, she just pressed her hard nipples back into Neo’s back as she cupped her tight little ass with one hand and used the other to stimulate Neo’s clit as Jaune began to bounce her on his dick.

Suspended in midair between the two of them, Neo could only drool as they ravished her helpless form. Well, this was what she wanted, so Yang broke apart into a wild giggle. This was- this was such a turn on, and Yang couldn’t help but struggle out of the remaining tatters of her clothes as she enjoyed seeing Neo reduced to just a cock-sock for Jaune. Gods, she was so horny! Her pussy was boiling while this lucky bitch was hogging all the cock!

“Me next,” she panted, “J-Jaune, me next, Yang gets cock next!”

Her voice had taken on a high, girlish squeal, but Yang didn’t care. She was horny, and Jaune’s lusty grunts as he savaged Neo sounded something like a yes, so nothing else mattered. As Neo seemed to regain enough of her sense to start to thrash in silent orgasm, a giggling Yang held her in place as Jaune’s thrusts grew faster and faster before, with a throaty, animalistic growl, he suddenly jerked and- and-

He came, and Yang exploded.

She was over-primed in her sexual heat that the realization of Jaune’s orgasm triggered Yang’s own. Her lust-addled mind was assaulted by the rich, musky scent of her husband’s seed flooding a harlot’s womb, and Yang merely knew that that was good and delicious as her body quaked in orgasm.

Somehow, all three of them were on the floor, but Yang didn’t remember falling down. She did realize, as she writhed on the cool kitchen tile (a vague and ragged memory of Jaune asking her opinion between “Valean Spring” or “Seafoam” flitted to her mind), that the little bitch’s cream-filled pussy was right there, and Yang simply set to feasting upon her naughty little twat. Just in time to hear the grunting moans of an animal in head-

Of her sexy bull of a husband in heat!

Yang squealed into Neo’s pussy as Jaune slammed into her overheated pussy. Overcharged by the aphrodisiacs, his cock hadn’t even slightly softened as he thrust away into her. The three of them were simply an electrified wire, arousal sparking from one end to the next, flashes of aura and lust bursting about them as Yang felt an iron rod batter her pussy as it begged for more and her tongue plunged into Neo’s pussy to taste Jaune’s cum mingled with Neo’s spicy flavor, or maybe to just vent some of the raw sexual pleasure Jaune was delivering into her overloaded body into the little thief!

Reason was lost in the sensation. Yang had never been more sensitive; Jaune had never been this hard, and it seemed like there was always a new feeling to overwhelm Yang’s mind. Jaune’s hand coming down on her ass in a sharp, meaty SPANK, Neo’s thighs clenching around Yang’s cheeks, hearing Jaune’s passionate grunts among the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh… it all vanished in a whirl of sensation, disordered from time. All Yang knew was that she was cumming, that Jaune was cumming, that Neo was cumming, all three of them were cumming over and over again as they fucked without ceasing all over the kitchen.

Yang was vaguely aware of some point where she grabbed Neo by the hair and ground her face against her pussy as she barked insults at the mute girl, some point where Yang fisted Neo’s pussy as Jaune fucked her ass, some point where she had her tits around Jaune’s dick as she sat on Neo’s face… maybe some of these were just the delusions of an overheated brain, but far too much was real, a whirl of wild, drug-addled debauchery.

Jaune seemed tireless. Or, at least, his dick did. Yang’s pussy was the same, though the woman herself was definitely feeling the fatigue that came from literal mind-melting sex. And Neo was their dirty little plaything, and so she didn’t have to be conscious for what they needed her for. Which meant…

Which meant, Yang realized with a mad, dizzy, wild grin on her face, they’d just keep fucking until they either worked the drug out of their systems or blacked out or just never stopped!

With a howl of naked desire, Yang leapt back upon the smaller girl, plunging her tongue into Neo’s mouth to let her taste the cum Yang had licked from her own snatch as she and Jaune taught the little skank the consequences of inserting herself into someone else’s marriage!

LINE BREAK NEO

Waking up, nestled all snug and tight between her favorite people in the world, Neo really felt like she’d earned this. All of this, from the way her aura no longer seemed to even exist after it had been so drained to the way her hips were definitely bruised, from her stomach feeling bloated from the, frankly, unbelievable volume of cum Jaune had pumped down her throat to the way her nipples still throbbed from what Yang’s hands had done to her. And oh, her poor little pussy and her tight little ass, Neo could only hope they’d forgive her for how much she’d tested their elasticity! It just went to show that if you put in the time and effort, and never took no for an answer, all of your dreams would eventually come true.

And not just Neo’s! These two goofballs, thinking they could have the perfect marriage without someone coming around and wanting what they had. They were lucky that they’d gotten discovered by someone like Neo, who was nice and just wanted to make everyone happy. Well, now they’d seen her side of things, Neo was confident that her two lovebirds were all set for a new level of marital bliss. And the best kind at that, the kind that involved Neo!

Snuggling against Yang’s massive boobs (Maidens, they were even better pillows than Neo had dreamed!) Neo gave her new wife a playful kiss as she rubbed her sore, well-used ass against her husband’s slumbering body. They were all tuckered out on the kitchen floor, a few too many rounds of utterly wild sex leaving them all sleepy and snuggly as Neo christened the first morning of their wholly and entirely lawful marriage. Well, it had taken them quite long enough to add a third to their marriage, so Neo figured she’d earned a nice celebration!

After all, it didn’t make sense for them to not have a third person in the relationship! Who was going to take care of Jaune while Yang was out in the field? And who would make sure that any criminals who might think to interfere with Yang’s mission would get a very grave warning not to even think of it? She was going into the Razorfist Clan’s territory, and if they even thought of touching a gloriously blonde hair on Yang’s perfect head, Neo would simply have to act on the threats she’d tattooed on their messenger’s chest.

And once Yang saw how helpful it was to have a professional criminal in the household—or just a sexy shortstack who really enjoyed being the plaything of two sexy blonds!—she’d surely stop being so angry about how affectionate Neo was. And maybe that would take a while, but, as Neo adjusted slightly to better cuddle her two lovers, if their monogamous anger took a form like this… Neo wouldn’t terribly mind being in the doghouse with her spouses!