Jaune felt completely devastated emotionally, physically, and mentally.

The battle at Haven had both been a disaster and a victory, rolled into one. They had secured the Relic of Knowledge, kept the Spring Maiden out of Salem’s hands, and Cinder Fall had fallen… though not by his hand. Not for a lack of trying, and even now, Jaune felt the embers of his rage as she so casually dismissed him and the pain she had wrought. He’d been so  close to ending her, his sword chipping the mask she wore over her ruined face, a souvenir from Ruby when her silver eyes had rampaged out of control.

Though he didn’t have the satisfaction of killing her himself, she was dead – or so Raven Branwen claimed to her daughter, the survivor of their grand battle beneath their feet.

But their victory was not without its scars.

Weiss had almost died – and if not for the sudden awakening of his semblance, she would have. Whenever he shut his eyes, he saw her lifeless body sprawled on the ground. She looked so small, and broken, and even though she was alive and well, the memory haunted him.

Cinder had struck at Weiss because of him .

To hurt him. For daring to challenge her, for almost landing the blow that could have finished her. That vindictive, cruel woman – but he calmed, knowing she couldn’t hurt anyone else again.

And then… Blake .

She was back, and at her heels was an army of faunus, standing against the White Fang. There had been a plot to attack Haven, but it had been foiled. Adam Taurus had flown into a rage, overwhelmed by failure or something else, Jaune knew not, but in the end, he was defeated and captured.

The reunions were complicated.

Jaune was happy to see her. Beyond happy. Ecstatic. But it was also tempered by hurt. Blake leaving without a word had hurt him, and there was a small part of him that felt betrayed by her absence.

Jaune wasn’t the only one that felt this way.

Yang had tried to hide it, but Jaune could see it. There was a distance between them that wasn’t there with Ruby and Weiss. The latter two embraced their teammate with open arms and open hearts, but Yang had been almost reluctant.

They had their own things to sort out.

Team RNJR was officially no more. Team RWBY was reborn, which left them without a fourth. His mind went to Pyrrha.

They would forever be broken.

Exhaustion didn’t even begin to cover what he felt, and so when they returned to their accommodations, Jaune wished everyone a goodnight and made for his room. He felt a certain pair of amber eyes follow him.

He knew that this wouldn’t be the end of his night.

He got ready for bed and then waited, sitting and watching the door. Ten minutes passed, almost twenty – longer than he expected, but then the door creaked open, a familiar face greeting him.

Amber eyes widened. “Jaune?”

His smile was rueful. “Blake.”

She hesitated, unsure. “May I… come in?”

He nodded. “Of course.”

She stepped in and closed the door behind her, leaning against it shyly. He observed her quietly, taking in the strange clothes she was wearing. Her shirt was baggy, as were her pants. It was very unlike her, more akin to something Ruby would wear on a lazy day. Blake favored tight pants and small tops.

It was… unusual.

“Hey,” she said softly.

“Hey,” he returned.

Now that she was standing in front of him, he didn’t know what to say. He’d thought about this moment for months, agonizing over it, but now that it was here, he was lost.

Neither did she, apparently. She just stared at him, as if she couldn’t believe he was here, and he watched her back with the same intensity, drinking her in.

“Jaune, I…” she swallowed, trepidation clear in her expression. “I want to apologize…”

She straightened up, and after a moment, approached him slowly.

“I… I shouldn’t have left the way I did.”

“No,” he agreed, sighing. “You shouldn’t have.”

“I just… when Yang got hurt, I panicked… she got hurt because of me. Not just because she was protecting me but because it was Adam , and I just… I couldn’t take it, Jaune. I couldn’t face her, I couldn’t face you .”

Her voice wavered, and he wanted to stand and take her into his arms. He hated seeing her like this, feeling so wretched, but he stayed his hand. She needed to say this, and he needed to hear it.

“I see,” he said instead.

He saw the pain in her eyes. “I… I’m sorry. Please. I… and then I heard about Pyrrha,” she inhaled sharply. “I didn’t know. Not when I left. If I’d known…”

“You would have stayed?”

She nodded meekly.

“It really hurt, you know,” he said quietly. “I went looking for you and couldn’t find you, and I thought the worst.”

“I’m sorry,” her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“You could have left a note, a message, anything ,” he stressed.

“I know,” she almost burst into tears.

“ Never  do that again,” he said, voice deadly serious. “Do you understand me? Never again.”

“Never again,” she repeated. “I promise. I won’t.”

“We are together. Not just you and I, but all of us. We’re your friends. You come to us, just as we come to you.”

“I – I know.”

Jaune then sighed, the breath coming straight from his soul, and then he stood. Blake didn’t have time to react before he had her in his arms, embracing her furiously, and she hugged him back just as hard, burying her face in his neck as she cried. He lifted her off the floor, her legs clamping around him and they stood that way, tangled in one another for several minutes.

She was in his arms once again. Soft, warm, inviting… but different .

It took his mind a while to catch up, feeling the difference in her body. Her belly was hard, pressed against him, curved outward, and when he leaned back slightly to meet her eyes, she said in a faux cheerful voice, “Surprise!”

Jaune stared at her blankly.

Blake cringed. “Uh – well, um… that sounded better in my head.”

“Blake…” he said slowly. “What… is that what I think it is?”

She nodded, her golden eyes shimmering.

His mind crashed, rebooted, and crashed again.

No way. No way, no way, no way. Impossible. It was impossible. Blake was… but she… and he had… they’d been careful…

He thought back to their first time, their animalistic rutting, the pair of them consumed with lust. They’d fucked their way through all of her condoms, and then further beyond.

“Oh,” he said faintly.

Blake was pregnant. She was pregnant – with his child!

His mother was going to kill him!

A son or daughter… Jaune was going to be a father. Blake was going to have his child.

His shock warred with a feeling of absolute jubilation – and fear.

Was he ready to be a father?

No. No, he wasn’t. He was barely an adult himself, and now he was expected to raise a child.

Jaune had never been so scared in his entire life. Even tricking his way into Beacon didn’t compare, or facing down his first Grimm. He was going to be entirely responsible for another person. To feed them, to clothe them, to shelter them and raise them into a functioning member of society.

“Holy shit,” he said faintly.

“Jaune?” Blake asked, worried. “Are you okay?”

“I’m going to be a dad,” he said in disbelief. “I – holy crap, Blake… we’re going to be parents!”

“I – I know,” she smiled awkwardly. “Y-You aren’t mad, are you?”

She sounded so hopeful that it broke his heart.

He shook his head. “Not mad. I’m… I think I’m about to have a panic attack.”

Blake gave a startled laugh, and still in each other's arms, they sat down on his bed.

“I know this is a huge step, and it isn’t one we were expecting,” Blake said slowly. “But… I don’t regret it, Jaune. I want this baby. I want to raise it with you… if you’ll still have me.”

He was scared… but that wasn’t all he was. The thought of having a little boy that looked like him, or a little girl who had cat ears like her mother… his heart swelled, and already, he was totally in love with the child growing in Blake’s womb. They wouldn’t meet for months yet, and already he would lay down his life for his child.

“I really don’t know how to be a father, Blake.”

She cupped his cheek. “I know. I don’t know how to be a mother, but I’m sure we can figure it out if we’re together.”

He kissed her, leaning in and seizing her lips gently. A chaste kiss, all lip and no tongue, just pressure before backing away. Blake stared at him, dazed.

“I’m so scared – but I’m also really, really happy,” he said, placing a hand over his heart. It was racing in his chest. “Blake, you have no idea how happy I am right now.”

“I think I do,” she said, and then she was leaning in, kissing him.

It started as a simple show of affection but as Blake lingered against his mouth, a deep seated hunger roared to life within him. Cupping the back of her head, he deepened the kiss, his tongue parting her lips and she opened her mouth gladly, moaning as their tongues slid together. She tasted just as he remembered, mouth moving frantically as he drank his fill.

Blake felt dizzy as Jaune dominated her mouth, her tongue uselessly fighting back. Her sensitive body instantly responded to his taste and touch, her nipples hardening until they stung, her crotch blazing with a building, throbbing heat. Her fingers clutched at his shirt desperately, hauling his body against her and in return, one of his hands grabbed her hip, hauling her onto his lap.

“Blake,” he hissed between kisses, nipping at her lips and relishing her sexy little whines. Blood rushed south, rapidly swelling his cock until it strained against his sweatpants, eager for what was to come. Blake shuffled forward until her crotch slot neatly over his growing bulge, and they both groaned in pleasure as she began rocking her hips.

“Jaune, ” she mewled, dry humping his growing erection. Pleasure sparked up her spine, grinding her dampening quim on his cock. “Oh god, Jaune. I’ve missed this so much~!”

She trembled as he sucked on her tongue, the sensation going straight to her cunt. Her hips stuttered, his hand finding her plump ass and giving it a delicious squeeze.

“So have I,” he growled between kisses, voice dark with want. “I’ve thought of almost nothing else.”

Blake was burning up, the fire within her loins spreading to all parts of her body. Fumbling with the hem of her shirt, she stopped kissing him just long enough to lift her shirt up over her head before flinging it aside. Her breasts were practically spilling out of her bra, no longer adequate support for her growing tits. She hadn’t had time to get any new ones, and so it felt extra satisfying to free them.

Jaune palmed them instantly as they resumed kissing, and he felt the difference immediately. They were bigger and firmer, and when he rolled his wrists and massaged them, Blake sobbed into his mouth. Her rutting hips moved faster as he found her nipples and tweaked them gently, loving the sounds she made.

“Fuck, Blake,” he muttered, pressing up with his hips and grinding his confined cock against her mound. “I need you. I need all of you.”

Their messy, wet kisses continued as she slid off his lap, pulling her pants down hurriedly. They pooled around her ankles, forgotten as she shoved her underwear down to join them. One of his hands quested down, palming her swollen belly before cupping her cunt and she almost screamed, the sound muffled by his mouth.

She felt different here too, her mound covered in a raven thatch. His fingers slid through the forest of hair before finding her slit, her pussy drooling all over his hand. Stroking her swollen outer lips, Blake gasped.

“ Jaune, mnngg – baby, that feels so good ,” she bit his lip, hard, before soothing it with her tongue. “You need to get undressed too.”

She helped remove his shirt, and her eyes drank in his muscled torso eagerly. Jaune was even more chiseled now than she remembered, chest firm and abs bunched, shoulders broad and arms strong. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as each muscle rolled and flexed, his hands finding the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down in one go, freeing his cock.

It was just as she remembered, springing up eagerly. Long and thick, and curved, the head glistening with pre-cum, the shaft bulging with knotted veins. It made her insides tremble in remembrance.

“Let me see you properly,” Jaune said before she could lean back in to kiss him, placing a hand on her belly and pushing her back so he could take her all in. His cock flexed powerfully at the sight, pre-cum oozing from the tip and rolling down the shaft. “Blake…” he breathed. “You’re even more beautiful…”

She’d always been slim and athletic, and she still was – but now her hips were far more pronounced, and her flat tummy curved outwards, stretching the skin. Her large breasts sagged beneath their new weight, more shapely than before, bottom heavy, and her nipples were darker, the tips larger.

He’d done this to her.

“Come here,” he ordered, and she flew into his arms. Jaune cradled her gently as they kissed passionately, his dick poking the bulge of her pregnant stomach. Blake moaned, feeling the heat of his bare cock branding her, smearing pre-ejaculate across her tummy.

A small part of her had worried that maybe he wouldn’t find her attractive like this, but those doubts were blown out of the water. They kissed and kissed until her lungs burned, her lips stinging. When they finally parted, saliva stretched between them.

Her eyes were drawn down to his throbbing erection trapped between their bodies, and she knew what she wanted. Sliding down, she knelt beside the bed between his legs, staring at his curved cock. It trembled as it flexed, her hand curling around the base. Jaune sighed as her soft palm stroked up and down, her grip loose, her hot, scorching breath ghosting over him.

“Blake,” he said her name like a prayer.

Leaning in, she placed a wet kiss against the underside of his shaft, lips opening and suckling on the swollen root. She mouthed against it sensually, peering up at him through her eyelashes, and the sight drove him wild. Blake placed kiss after kiss, rising higher, tongue lashing out to tease the ridge of his glans. He visibly swelled at the action so she did it again, relishing his groans.

Pre-cum smeared over her lips and she tasted his salty discharge, instantly addicted. It had been so long , and so she pointed his cock at her mouth and drew him in.

Wet heat surrounded his head as Blake sucked him into her maw, his body tensing as pleasure pooled heavily in his balls. They tightened in delight as she sunk down, lips tight around his shaft. Pausing a quarter of the way down, her tongue swirled in clockwise movements, making his toes curl against the floor.

“Oh yeah,” he groaned, threading his fingers through her raven hair. Her kitty ears flicked excitedly, Blake shivering as his thumbs caressed the base of each ear. Her tongue writhed against his frenulum, making the pleasure spike. “Oh god, I’ve missed this.”

So had she.

His taste flooded her mouth as she began moving, starting with small, quick bobs of her head, tongue twisting and twirling. Jaune gathered her hair together and helped guide her movements, his tip grinding against the roof of her mouth. Sinking a little deeper, she slurped up off him with a pop and began jerking him off, her palms slick with her saliva.

“Blake?”

She shot him a naughty grin. “I think these two feel neglected.”

Jaune felt a thrill as she moved lower, licking her way down to his balls. His scrotum jumped as she licked each one, lavishing them with attention. When they were nice and wet, she picked one and slurped it into her mouth, the pressure exquisite. His cum churned as she sucked on his testicle, using her tongue to squeeze him against her cheek, his cock throbbing happily as her hand continued to pump up and down.

“That’s it,” he encouraged her, eyes filled with fire. “Suck them just like that, Blake. It feels so good.”

Her suction increased, tugging on his ball until the skin stretched as far as it could. Bobbing her head back and forth like she was sucking his dick, she focused on his testicle until it felt bloated and sore, ready to burst. One final suck and she released him, only to instantly attack the other one.

Blake feasted on his balls until they both ached pleasurably, his cock harder than ever. Her hand was a blur, jerking him off vigorously, her fingers catching on the ridge of his crown and causing ecstasy to flow through his body. His blood was humming, the pleasure almost blinding as she finally released his balls and made her way back up.

“This guy looks eager,” she teased, a long, slow lick collecting his leakage. “Mmm~! All this for me?”

“No one else,” he said darkly.

She popped him back into her mouth and sucked hard and fast, her hand still pumping him as she sucked. Deeper and deeper she took him until he threatened her throat, that wonderful tightness closing in around his tip. Blake’s cunt burned with a maddening itch, one she could no longer ignore.

Her free hand cupped her hairy pussy, spreading her lips and stroking her sodden entrance. She was soaking the floor beneath her, her thighs drenched in her girl cum. She didn’t think she could ever be more turned on than their first time together but pregnancy did things to her hormones that eclipsed anything else.

Blake moaned as she slipped a finger inside her tender quim, the vibrations passing through his cock. Jaune grunted as she started sucking harder, loud, messy slurping sounds filling the room as she attacked her weak pussy at the same time. She was so wet he could hear her fingers pistoning in and out of her twat, one finger becoming two, curling just right to find her g-spot.

Blake saw stars.

Watching his pregnant girlfriend suck him off in a frenzy while she fingered herself was ridiculously hot. His cock strained as she took him even deeper, this time throating him halfway, the heat and tightness robbing him of breath. He helped force her down on the next plunge, going deeper again, and again, until her lips were buried against his pelvis. Her throat convulsed around him wonderfully, Blake gagging, her eyes rolling up into her head as her cunt spasmed around her fingers.

This was it.

This is what she wanted.

Blake deepthroated him faster and faster until all they could both hear was the sound of her throat expanding wetly, gluck, gluck, gluck , her toes spreading and digging into the floor as her feet arched, her folds coiling around her fingers. Raking her g-spot again, she jerked wildly.

Jaune felt his cum beginning to bubble up, his balls lifting in preparation, but this isn’t how he wanted to cum after all this time away from her. He wanted to empty his balls in her pussy.

He reluctantly pried her mouth off him, his glistening cock throbbing angrily. Blake spluttered as her throat was emptied of his length, looking up at him in confusion, fingers still buried deep in her quim.

“Get up here,” he commanded, shuffling back on the bed. Blake hurried to follow, her legs a little weak. Crawling up, she saw how his cock curved up from his pelvis, bouncing against his belly, eagerly awaiting her snatch and felt her fingers get flooded. “I want you to ride me.”

His length was flushed bright red, slick with her spit. Blake crawled over him until she felt his member slide against her belly and mons before sitting up. Jaune looked magnificent, stretched out beneath her, and her pussy spasmed as she removed her fingers, cooing as her arousal stretched between her hand and crotch in thick strings.

“Look what you do to me,” she said breathlessly, showing him. Her thick, syrupy essence dripped from her fingers as she spread them before bringing it to her mouth, tasting herself. “Mm, you make me feel out of control, Jaune. I want to ride you and never stop.”

Watching her clean her hand with that soft, pink tongue of hers went straight to his balls. Seizing her hips, he positioned her perfectly as she reached down to grab his cock, aiming it up at her pussy. Even after all this time, her lips yielded instantly, her plump folds embracing him as she sunk down.

“ Haaaaah~! ” she crooned, back arching, her swollen breasts thrust out in ecstasy. She loved the way his thick girth spread her open, her pussy molding itself to his shape. “ Nnngg—Jaune, yesssss~! ”

When his crown grinded over her g-spot, she jolted, hips swiveling to chase the feeling. That heady knot of pleasure tightened in her belly, a deep throb making the baby in her womb shift. Her vision flashed, and weak kneed, thighs trembling, she dropped down all the way with a wet smack.

Sheathed to the root, balls deep, Jaune experienced pure, feminine heat. He wasn’t sure if his memory was wrong, but her pussy felt hotter, softer, writhing around his length wildly as she shivered.

“ You’re so deeeep~♡! ” she gasped, palming one of her sensitive tits and squeezing. “ Haaaaah~! Aaaah—you’re touching my womb~♡! ”

Her cervix felt softer, almost sucking at his crown as he guided her up, fingers digging into her hips before bringing her back down. Her face was a picture of pleasure, features collapsing as he pulled her down to the hilt, and then dragged her up again, only to pull her back down.

“ Yesss~! ” she hissed, biting her lip. “ Fuck, baby – fuck me harder~♡! I want you to – nnng – fuck me h-haarder~♡! ”

Bracing his feet against the bed, he started thrusting up to meet her, Blake crying out as he poked a little deeper, the pleasure rushing through her occupied uterus. Hunching over, she placed a hand on his chest, seething as he began fucking her with the full length of his dick.

The way her plump, superheated pussy gripped at him drove him wild, and it took every ounce of control he had not to ravage her like an animal, mindful of their child. Her sticky folds tugged on his crown on the outstroke, rapture flowing through his body before he would thrust in deep, touching her deepest spot. Her wetness gushed down his shaft and across his balls, soaking him.

“That’s it,” he praised as her hips began to swing, chasing her pleasure. “Ride me, Blake. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

Blake shifted her hips, finding a different angle that nearly made her scream. Offset from her cervix, his cock punched deep, touching something sensitive that caused her vaginal walls to clench deliciously. The pleasure rocked through her, overwhelming, and her voice grew desperate, cracking as she cried out.

“ R-Right there~♡! ” she begged, slapping her waist down again and again, growing frantic. It felt like his tip was nudging her brain, thoughts destroyed as he churned her up. “ Jaune~♡! Yes, yes, fuck, mnggg—fuck meeeee~♡! ”

Blake became a beast, losing her mind as her body slapped down harder and harder, feeling her climax approach. The man she loved was inside her, right where he belonged. Jaune belonged to her, and she belonged to him. One, two, three, four – her belly tingled from the brutal assault, a numbness spreading through her hips before a sudden sharp pulse rolled through her body, her eyes rolling up into her head.

Jaune could see the end.

“ Cumming~♡! ” Blake choked out, jaw locking as her pleasure surged. “ Mmmngggg—cuuuumming~♡! ”

Blake felt her body lock up, muscles taut, and then rapture crashed down upon her like a tidal wave. She thrashed, her pussy collapsing around his shaft violently before erupting in an endless series of mind bending contractions.

Jaune groaned darkly as Blake’s pussy began milking him furiously, her body flopping atop him as she unraveled completely. She made deep, grunting moans, delirious, hips jumping as she shattered. He was close, oh so close, her pulsing cunt drawing him right to the brink.

“ Hnnngggg~! ” Blake grunted, mindless. “ Nngggggg~! ”

Ready to cum, Jaune rolled them over until Blake was on her back and began thrusting into her spasming cunt, edging towards the end. Seeing her belly and large breasts bounce with every clap until her sodden slit was all he needed. Hips stuttering, Jaune groaned as he fucked himself into orgasm.

Blake cooed as she felt heat flood her pussy, several long, thick shots lancing into her spasming tunnel. It thudded into her cervix, a wonderful burn, Jaune grunting at each pulsing ejaculation. The last few spurts were deposited on her tummy, Jaune pulling out and stroking his sensitive cock, spitting the final streaks across her pregnant belly and marking her.

Jaune panted as his climax waned, eyes glued to her magnificent body. Blake was almost catatonic, staring off into space as her body twitched, the aftershocks of her orgasm sparking deep in her body. Giving his dick a shake, he gently settled down next to her, winding an arm around her waist. Kissing her sweaty cheek, he nuzzled her neck, licking and biting her skin until it flushed red and purple.

“Are you okay?” he asked, lightly stroking one of her breasts.

“Nnng.”

Jaune smiled against her skin.

“You’re so beautiful, Blake.”

“Nng.”

“You’re going to be a wonderful mother.”

“Nnng.”

She was out of it. That was fine. His cock was still rock hard, rearing for more, but she wasn’t up to it right now. They could wait.

Things weren’t perfect. They needed to talk about a lot of things, and though he had forgiven her, her leaving had damaged the trust that existed between them. It would take time to mend that trust fully, but that was fine.

They had the rest of their lives.