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Chapter 28 by Blankface Blankface

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Taking a deep breath you released the tension and trepidation at the possibility of your ownership. Blake clearly still trusted you, just like Ruby believed when you told her to give you her underwear.

You should probably be more specific about the things you tell Ruby, you’d hate for her to have a bad experience because of you. And for Ren’s sake, he seemed like an ok guy for how quiet he was; so you’d feel bad if Yang went on a rampage of a protective sister on him if she saw Ruby doing something you’d carelessly told her was normal to do with guys with him.

Heaving another sigh you figured you’d treat yourself, to stop charging forward into owning or changing things. Maybe it was time to enjoy your changes a little before heading back to your dorm.

Blake’s cat ears stood up as she looked at you. “Are you alright?”

Blinking you realized probably how you looked and chuckled. “Uh, yeah. Just thinking about this and that. Heh.” You say rubbing the back of your neck.

An idea struck you. “Hey, how about we relax a bit before heading back to everyone else? I mean we both shared something pretty heavy, so uh why not take some time to work through it. And I guess get to know each other since we both shared what we did.”

A ghost of a smile finds a home on Blake’s lips as her cat ears clearly relax from their alert state, it was amazing how her ears made the mysterious and distant girl so easy to read.

“That sounds good.” Blake softly said, her amber eyes lidded and you honestly think the most at peace they’ve ever been as she takes a seat in the shade of one of the trees of the emerald forest.

Deciding to play around and to help yourself you joined Blake underneath the tree sitting down right beside her shoulder to shoulder. Silence between the two of you reigned as the rustling of the tree branches by the wind gave the moment a serenity that took the edge off what you’d shared.

“I really did mean it. That is, back in our dorm room that you looked amazing with my cum all over your face. Your mouth was fantastic to masturbate with.” You say testing the waters about talking about stuff like that outside of the designated space.

Looking at Blake her cheeks pinkened and she looked rather happy about your words as she hugged her legs to herself. “Thanks, I was happy you felt like using me like that. If you want you can use me in a lot more ways than you did when we’re back in the dorm, I trust you.”

Those words made your mouth dry up at how completely unintentionally wrong that sounded from Blake, who’d fought for faunus rights like she had. Yet it was thrilling to hear her so casually and even happily about being used like a masturbation aid rather than a person and even offer for you to take it further.

Yeah, a collar could be a nice look and she'd even trust you enough to hold it's leash... No bad thoughts! Stop being so sexy! Shoo! Go away dark thoughts, shoo!

Swallowing heavy you felt a lot hotter than you thought you would. “Eheh, no problem Blake I’ll for sure think about using you more to get off with in my dorm room.” You tongue felt as if it'd transmuted to lead, so you tried to change the topic to calm yourself down instead of making your pants tighter and rushing ahead too far.

Sadly they only went to heavier topics. “Um, are you alright with Weiss? No problems with her around and seeing her.” You ask with seriousness considering the problems Blake talked about.

Sighing Blake sagged her ears flattening. “She… Isn’t the Schnee Dust company. I don’t hold it against her as she’s her own person. Though…” Blake trailed off slightly amused and abash.

“What?” You pressed.

She looks quite embarrassed as she answers. “Well, I know I shouldn’t but I kinda like seeing you own and use her. Part of me wants to say its justice for her as a Schnee to know what it's like to be property, your property. I mean she’s yours and that sort of thought is a bit of **** which was what led the Fang down the wrong road. But… but well.” Blake's rational chain of logic steadily descended into squirming as her stoic expression reddened.

Remembering where her hand had been last night when you helped yourself to Weiss.

“Hot? Straight out of Ninja’s of love?” Those books were pretty wild.

Groaning in embarrassment, Blake buried her face in her hands. “Yes.”

A cheeky grin made its way onto your face. “So, what you're saying is if I’m using Weiss you don’t mind if it’s a little loud? Or how about I use yours and Weiss's mouths to masturbate on your bed in my dorm room?” You sweetly say, teasing the perverted cat by leveraging all of the dorm rooms rules.

Blake’s silence and how her cat ears perked up swiveling to catch your words told you her approval of that idea. What a naughty kitty.

Sighing Blake gathered herself. “How do you even know the books content?”

“Seven sisters.” You matter of factly state; you left the ‘horny teenager looking for anything to use as fap material’ unsaid for why you'd ever cracked the books open in the first place.

Your answer made her groan louder and after a few moments Blake was able to bring herself to reveal her burning face looking more thoughtfully. “I can’t imagine how it’d be to have a sister or brother. It was always me, mom and dad, how… how was it.”

Blowing out a breath your mind went over all the things your sisters did to you, from putting your hair in pigtails, making you attend tea parties and everything. “Chaos, pure chaos. Don’t get me started on sharing a bathroom.”

Scratching your cheek you smiled a little guiltily thinking about how you’d left without a word in order to shoot for your dream. “If I find the time next week, I’m going to call them to let them know I made it into Beacon.” Now, letting them know you own girls you weren't as sure about since people needed to see your name on stuff.

Lifting her head Blake seemed quite affected by that. “They’d… They’d still be forgiving of you after you ran away and everything?” She asked, her voice carrying a surprising amount of baggage.

“I’m sure.” You answer without a doubt. Oh sure, your mom and dad will probably give you an earful and concern. However, they’d never try tearing you from your dream after achieving the first step down the road.

“They really would just… Let it all be bygones?” Blake sounded distant as she said that and it took a second for you to get that she wasn’t saying that to you, but herself.

Considering her trust in you, this felt like something you should deal with sooner than later. “Blake, did something happen between you and your parents?”

Resting her head on her knees Blake looked miserable. “When the new leadership came in, my parents left the White Fang and I… I got so mad at them I thought they didn’t care about faunus and I said so many things calling them cowards and worse.” She poured it all out explaining her frustration and anger at them, which now haunted her for being so blind to what it had turned the White Fang into.

You didn’t anymore proof to know that she trusted you at least as much as you’d commanded her this morning.

Wrapping your arm around her shoulders Blake leaned into you as she sniffled. “We’re just human or faunus and we make mistakes and fight. They’re probably worried sick about you and would welcome you back with open arms if you went back to them.”

Blake’s brow furrowed and her face was conflicted as she hugged her knees tighter to her chest. “Do you really think they would?” Her voice trembled.

Rubbing her arm you smiled as you squeezed her arm. “I’m certain. Send them a letter or call them if you can to let them know you're ok.” You told her to push her to patch things up with her parents. She’d probably listen, after all part of trust included valuing someone’s opinion and thoughts and you’d hate for someone on your team to have such a bad relationship with their family.

It was as if a great weight was lifted from Blake when you said those words, you could feel the tension that had coiled up in her body melt away. “You’re right Jaune, I should talk to them. I’ve just been so afraid they’d reject me for what I said, Thank you.” Blake sincerely offered her thanks, closing her eyes with a true smile on her face.

Hearing that made you feel better, but brought your mind back to your initial thought about your ownership of Blake’s trust. Although, if the baseline was such complete trust she’d tell you anything about herself couldn’t you also use it.

“Blake.”

“Yeah?”

"Is it alright to touch your ears?" You ask to lighten things up.

Rather than any offense, Blake showed her trust of you by giving an amused huff and tilted her head towards you. "Go ahead, no one else gets too though. Your the one I trust to touch them."

Petting her soft furry ears they really did feel just like a cats, and you swear Blake looked like if she could she'd be purring or was holding it back. Taking another breath you steeled yourself for what you’re about to ask her next. “Since we’re alone. Would it be alright if you laid down so I could check something on your back?”

Giving a little nod of her head. “Sure, I trust you to take a look. Though sorry, I only have ears Jaune there's no tail to pet.” Blake teased you back a bit.

Letting out your held breath you felt like smacking yourself. Trust, right.

That was a lot easier than you thought it would be, but then compared to what she’d told you what was laying down on her stomach in terms of trust needed. Why wouldn’t she be ok with doing a small favor or going out of her way a bit for you in a secluded and private spot.

“Heh, thanks.” You say as Blake lays face down on the grass letting you lift the coattails of her vest to see if your writing was intact.

Well, it was there if you counted it being smudged to barely recognizable as being ‘there’ confirming like Ruby you seriously needed a permanent marker. Oh, and that for absolute sure mental changes did remain after the writing wore off. “One sec, let me write something real quick.”

“Alright. I trust it won’t be anything bad.” Blake calmly said from the ground as you retraced your previous words.

Jaune Arc’s Trust.

There was an irony that wasn't lost on you when you reconfirmed your ownership of Blake's trust. You might have played around with Blake's boundaries of trust a little more, but you still had Pyrrha's reward and the mess with Ruby and Weiss to sort out.

Actually, maybe you should take Blake along for that second one, she might like watching.

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