Another Virgin No More

“...Gray...hmm...Gray...!” Jeanne moaned beautifully as she called to him, for no other purpose than to say his name. The pleasure in her voice was a broken mix of moans, groans, gasps and the name, “Graaaay!”

His fingers had been plunging her depths for a few minutes, at least. He went slow, then sped up, introduced an extra finger, rubbed her clit, sucked on her nipples at the same time, found a couple different angles...

And each time that it seemed that she was getting close to cumming Gray would slow down or pull away. Her groans had turned **** and needy. Her hands thrashed at the bed covers. Her eyes pleaded with him as she gasped for air.

“Do you want to cum?” He asked for the third time. He knew he was being a little sadistic here, but he couldn’t help it. She was too cute and sexy and the noises she was making weren’t helping.

“Yeeeehehehesssss! Graaaay!” She asked, politely enough...

He had built her up enough, he decided. So, he leaned down and kissed her before beginning to jack-hammer with his fingers and palm. He squelched inside her and smooshed against her clit. Her moaning, mostly captured by his mouth, went up an octave and her hands clutched at him.

“MhmmmMhhnnngHng!” ...was the sound that escaped her mouth and between their combined lips.

Jeanne’s body shuddered and convulsed and her nails dug into his arm. Her lower half stilled, then jolted and then shook with a stilted vigor. Her moans seemed to follow that flow as she first gasped for air against his mouth, then she hiccuped and then gave out this keening moan that went as long as her body shook.

The moans and shaking came to an end, and all that was left was a pretty blonde with sweat soaked hair matted to her forehead and gasping to catch her breath. She looked up in a daze as Gray leaned back to look her over. He was quite proud of himself. He managed to make a girl cum with just his fingers.

So what if she was just a virgin? He himself had only been one just some days ago. This was great for his own self-esteem. And hopefully a good sign for his ability to please his girls. Granted, there was still a lot to learn and he was very willing to try.

After letting Jeanne catch her breath, he called out to the tired blonde.

“Jeanne,” She blinked and looked at him as if through a foggy lens. “Jeanne, babe... Are you ready for the real thing? Because I’m very ready.” He pointed down to his erect dick, reminding her why they were here.

She followed his pointing finger and her eyes found some focus, before blinking in slight alarm. It looked like she had gathered her wits and remembered that they were going to have actual sex. Not just fingering and foreplay.

“...ehehe...” She giggled, a little **** after the orgasm she just had, but she rallied and nodded, likely realizing that she was the only one that came. “...right.”

Gray sat on his heels, kneeling between Jeanne’s spread legs. She looked up at him with the nerves of a virgin about to get their first dicking. Gray stroked her thighs to help relax her, and even excite her, judging by the slightly increased breathing.

They had also prepped a towel underneath her butt, just so that any leakage didn’t stain her bed covers. They both agreed that having to wash things straight after sex seemed like a pain in the ass.

Gray continued to stroke Jeanne’s legs, and moved his hands closer to her sex, making her tense up and then shudder with a quiet moan. The thumbs of his hands got closer and closer before they finally rubbed over her lips and clit.

“Aaah...!” She groaned. Her breathing became heavier as he continued to tease her. “Gray... it’s a little... sensitive...”

The effect that Gray was having on her was a little intoxicating. Every touch elicited a cute or sexy response. Every moan or name-call was like a song. Gray wanted to take his time and make Jeanne writhe in pleasure, but they were running out of time. Gray resolved to turn this girl to mush another day, but right now he needed to take her first time and cum inside her.

He moved up and shifted his knees under her thighs to get a good angle of approach. He used his thumb that was still teasing her entrance to gather some of her natural lube and brought it over to his meat. There was enough to give it a light coating so he pumped it a couple times to feel how slippery it became. As he did that, Jeanne spoke in a small hesitant voice.

“...um, Gray?”

“Yeah?” He asked, looking up to her.

“...uh... I just... well...” She fumbled for some words. “...I... I really... haven’t done this... sort of thing before, but...”

Her eyes once again had trouble looking at him when she spoke. She seemed... worried? Was that trepidation on her face?

“But... um...” She tried to continue. Gray just let her try and find the right words. “You know, when a girl... does something... athletic? Or does physical training... she sometimes... uh... she... she rips...”

Ah. It clicked for Gray. She was talking about a girl’s hymen tearing from physical activities. And she was trying to reassure him that she was, in fact, a virgin. You know, in case he wondered why she didn’t bleed. That thought had crossed his mind, since he already knew that was a thing. It might also be the case for the other girls in his little harem. If so, that really just made things a little easier for all of them.

Less cleanup was always appreciated.

“I’ve heard of that too.” He said, preempting any more of her hesitant words. “Girl’s sometimes rip their hymen doing stuff, right? Like training to be a huntress?”

“Y–Yeah, that.” She nodded, relieved that Gray understood her. “That happened when I was training one time. Scared the crap out of me...” She said, her voice trailing off as she remembered what was probably a mortifying memory.

“Well, thank you for your honesty, Jeanne.” Gray told her. She looked up at him, some of her embarrassment fading now. “But I wouldn’t have been upset if you had a previous boyfriend. Yang herself has two exes, remember?”

“O–Oh...” She uttered with a blink.

“What matters to me is that you’re with me right now, and for a long while after.” He continued, while leaning over her to kiss her.

“Y–Yes! I want that too–” Was all she got out before his lips landed on hers.

They made out for a handful of steamy seconds, with Gray digging into her mouth with his tongue and dominating her own. She didn’t put up much of a fight, just allowing Gray entry and enthusiastically tasting him back.

Eventually, Gray pulled back, tugging on her lower lip as he went, and looked down on her with a gentle smile.

“Are you ready?” He asked softly, not bothering to mention what she was going to be ready for.

Jeanne looked up at him, cheeks red but otherwise her face was resolute. She nodded.

“Yes.”

With that confirmation, Gray got back in position and held his dick, pointing it at her pussy. With one more look at her face for any hesitation and finding none, Gray pressed the head of his cock to her lips. Jeanne breathed in with a small gasp.

Gray rubbed the head up and down, trying to coax more of her lube out, while also getting her used to him. Then, once he was sure she was fine, he pushed inward.

He heard her moan and breath more heavily. He glanced up at her but saw only pleasure on her face. He pushed a little more and felt her lip's part ways for him, while at the same time pushing against the foreign object.

She was hot and wet and Gray wanted to desperately push in with all his might. His body needed to feel the tightness of her pussy... but he held himself back. He wanted for her to enjoy her first time, not feel uncomfortable or used.

Which was ironic, wasn’t it? He was, in fact, using all of them.

Gray shook that thought away and continued to slowly push in. The head of his dick was in now, and about an inch more was sliding in.

“... ahh... Mhmm... Gray...” She was moaning, with no sign of discomfort. Yet.

It was just as well that he thought that because, just a centimeter more and she quickly place a hand on his chest. A silent plea to stop.

Gray halted his advance and looked at Jeanne’s face. Her look of pleasure had constricted a little with her eyes shut tight. She bit her lower lip before she took a steadying breath. A moment passed by before she opened her eyes again.

“Can you... go slowly, please?” She asked him, her voice shy and timid. “It’s a little tight.”

“Of course.” Gray assured her.

From there, he carefully fed her lower lips more of his meat, then receding a little before moving forward a little more, and watching for any more discomfort on her face. There were some groans coming from her mouth but it was difficult to tell if they were from pleasure or pain. He got about halfway, feeling the hot and wet tightness of her virgin pussy. He wanted to ram it in so badly, but he held his selfish instincts back.

They went at that pace until finally he bottomed out inside her. His whole length was in there and no more pain marred her face. She looked up at him with cheeks flushed and her breathing erratic as she twitched or jolted from her lower half.

“Just... stay like that... Please? For a little bit?” She whispered past her heavy breathing.

Gray leaned down and kissed her. “Anything for you.”

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with all the affection of a young woman having sex for the first time.

“...ahh, ahn, ahaan, *huff* *huff*, Mhmmm... Gray...!” Jeanne’s voice sang out a song of pleasure. She moaned with nothing held back. There were no teammates present, no neighbors in the other rooms and only a little time left before classes finished for the day.

Jeanne hadn’t taken long to get comfortable. It might have had something to do with her Aura, and since she had quite a lot it, it wouldn’t have surprised Gray in the least. Her face had cleared and she told him that he could move again. At first, Gray had started off slow and picked up the pace gradually, but at one point, Jeanne herself asked him to go faster. So, now here they were.

Gray pistoned away inside her, finally getting to indulge in sex again. Even though it wasn’t that long since the last time, all his body cared about at that moment was plunging into that tight wet hole. Of course, he still made sure Jeanne felt good from this by trying to find the best angles and speeds, he just loved the fact that he didn’t have to worry about getting her pregnant. So, he held nothing back, delighting in her body.

“Ah, aah, ahh! Hmmm! Mhm! Mhm! G–Gray...! Gray! I think... I think I’m...!” Jeanne was trying to say she was about to cum. That made him grin. They hadn’t been going for too long and her virgin pussy was already about to orgasm.

Gray kept at that pace, hitting that particular spot. Jeanne writhed and convulsed for a few more seconds until her body went a little rigid in his arms. She gasped and moaned and hiccuped as she looked up into Gray’s face. Gray knew the moment the orgasm hit her. Her eyes unfocused, looking through him, and she shuddered almost uncontrollably beneath him.

Gray pumped into her still, making sure to ride out her orgasm with her and when the best of it seemed to subside, it was then that Gray picked up the pace and thumped inside her faster and faster.

“...Gray?! Ahhaahn! Aaaaahnmmmm! Gray! Gray! Gray!!” She squealed from the sudden onslaught and she shuddered a lot more than before. From one orgasm and straight into another.

Gray also felt his own impending climax. It welled up from within and throbbed through his groin. He clung to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and she clung to him, almost squeezing him too hard.

One more slam and he let everything go. All his lust poured out from his melting dick and into her waiting womb. A womb protected by her Aura. He throbbed and throbbed, becoming a little lightheaded.

He felt his dick being embraced by the hot constricting muscles of Jeanne’s tunnel, and the squeezes that seemed to be milking the cum out of him. The feeling was godly. Gray loved being able to cream-pie a girl with no worry. Only wild abandon.

Eventually, the flow subsided, for the both of them. They both grew tired and they lay there cuddling for a time. Jeanne’s eyes fluttered closed as she took time to catch her breath. Gray also felt the call to nap with her.

Unfortunately, Gray had to keep his head in the game. Even as Jeanne looked like she was dozing off, Gray was thinking of what his next actions should be. And yet, he didn’t want Jeanne to feel abandoned if he left too soon.

And this was where his Semblance came in to the rescue.

“Jeanne will feel warm and loved, even if I get up before she’s had enough cuddles.” Gray said after activating his power. “She will make sure to get up and clean herself up before meeting up with her team for dinner. Team RWBY and team JNPR won’t ask about what she and I got up to for last period. Nor will they wonder where I went this evening.”

That should cover his bases for tonight. Now, what was the time...?

His scroll was a little too far to reach while he was still inside Jeanne, but luckily hers was sitting on the bedside table. Gray reached over and tapped the screen, saw that they had eleven minutes left.

He cut it real close.

Gray carefully pulled out of Jeanne’s pussy. He already missed her warmth. Then he went looking for a couple towels, one to cover Jeanne and one to use after borrowing team JNPR’s shower.

Still under cover of his Semblance, Gray kissed the sleeping beauty and set about cleaning up in a hurry.

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