The Naughty Devil On Your Shoulder.

Taking a deep breath you winced at the throbbing of muscles you never knew existed lodging screaming complaints as a bone deep weariness creaked in your bones. Perhaps Nora to your dismay had a point about building up actual endurance instead of just sexual stamina, and you weren't sure to dread or look forward to 'exercising' using Nora and other girls.

It certainly wasn't how you'd ever imagined training to be a huntsman; admittedly it's a method that's a lot more fun to work up a sweat with.

Looking into the hetero-chromatic eyes of your one night stand within their mismatched colors was an the intensity that shined within them, her lips curved into a sensual smile that sent a shiver of anticipation down your back. It was an adoration for your simple presence that surpassed explanation or words as Neo enjoyed just looking at you. You had to admit you did like it, there was something deeper and primal than anything you'd seen in Yang, Pyrrha or any other girl who'd become your possessions' eyes.

Neo fishing out her scroll from her tight pants and opening it was a short looped video of Neo watching with bait breath and awe through the window of pounding Nora from behind, and Weiss between Blake’s legs. Across the video was a caption of ‘Best things to be audience to.’ The steadiness and angles showed an impressive level of balance and agility.

“I guess you’d have loved to help huh.”

Her eyes lit up as she vigorously nodded.

Chuckling at her enthusiasm you brought a hand up cupping Neo's cheek, caressing the smooth skin that gently warmed your palm, closing her eyes Neo sucked in a breath of contentment mashing her impressive tits against your chest as a girly and giddy smile plastered itself on her face as she placed her small hand on top of yours.

Rubbing her cheek into your hand how she basked in your physical touch really reminded you of a pet; a flash of your old thought of Blake wearing a leash flashed into your mind overlaying Neo. There was no pang of guilt imagining it, just tingling anticipation in your chest as Neo replaced Blake in your minds-eye and she’d professed a willingness to do anything.

“Neo, could you become a faunus, cat ears and tail with a collar.” You quietly said, your heart beating at the prospect.

Opening her eyes, her expression burst into happiness as a undulating pink light washed over her body, emerging from it was everything you’d imagined and a little more.

Laying on top of you Neo had two cat ears matching her asymmetric hair with a brown and pink fluffy ear poking from her head while a splotched pink and brown tail with a white tip lazily swayed in the air, wearing a cat-like smug smile only Blake could compete with as the collar around her neck had a heart shaped name tag with her name on it.

Her clothes had completely changed to a slinky set of cat themed leotards. Pulled herself down your body, dragging her breasts across your chest as she lifted her ass into the air, hypnotically swaying her generous round ass with its tail.

Sucking in a breath you held back a groan wishing you weren’t utterly spent from the raw sexual allure Neo easily extruded with her seductive movements of her body. If you still had another round, you’d roll the two of you over and go to town pounding a Neo shaped depression in your bed.

“Fuck.” You wheezed physically pained by the missed opportunity.

You brought a finger to her lips, tracing her soft kissable lips midway the inevitable happened as shifting your fingertip forward her tongue flickered out welcoming your finger into her mouth, her lips sealed around your finger as her head bobbed miming a blowjob with her tongue swirling around your digit.

The short woman looked predatory as she worked, like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. Yet through sheer will she restrained herself from acting on those deep instincts respecting her initial words.

Neo was sexy, there were no two ways about it and unlike the others she knew how to use it as a weapon much as any blade. She might never act without your consent, but she’d attract your sexual desire like a magnet. You suppose bending her over and railing her wonderful ass certain would count as you wanting it.

“Could you do that with other girls?”

Formless blobs of light formed around both of you on the bed before transforming into Yang and Pyrrha dressed in stripperrific versions of their uniforms, small crop top blazers that barely contained their boobs and micro-skirts that barely concealed their mons and that rode up on their legs revealing a lack of anything underneath.

The two illusionary girls each rested a hand on either of the globes of Neo’s ass caressing or playing with it, Yang even as an illusion lived up to her nature by giving a soft playful slap to Neo’s butt sending the tempestuous flesh jiggling as they gazed down at you with smokey looks matching the one Neo had.

Ideas swam in your mind as you in your exhausted state reeled Neo in with the fishing hook of your finger to bring her face to yours, she eagerly relinquished the hook as you tasted those sweet soft lips of hers. She practically melted as her arms wrapped around your neck pulling her into a mutual embrace as you held her petite body tight, the illusions of Yang and Pyrrha shattering to nothing in the background.

It was all you could do to enjoy her, because your dick was completely tapped out.

God, you can’t believe the sort of night you must have missed out by being so drunk you couldn’t remember your night with Neo, that had to be a crime somewhere in the universe. Then came flooding other things you forgot.

Hopefully Ozpin wouldn’t mind you neglecting to mention you now owned a geist which you’d brought back to the dorm. Tearing yourself from her delicious lips you sigh.

Gazing into Neo’s pink and hazel eyes staring at you as she sexily pouted but didn’t push for more, you found opportunity and possibly a solution, she could help organize this chaos you’d introduced into your own life keeping track of things and more. Much more.

And… if pictures worked, couldn’t Neo’s illusions work too?

Biting the inside of your cheek you hesitated as an additional thought joined it.

You could also use a second set of hands for writing, specifically your name. Thinking of the Geist capture, you had to admit you weren’t even your first choice for writing on the grim, and if Neo was nimble enough to sneak into Beacon and watch from outside the window for so long. She’d have had a much easier time getting your name written while you and Weiss distracted it.

More than Grimm, if she could sneak into your dorm she could get to places you might have problems or lack the time to get to. Or an agent to claim an area and prepare it ahead of time while your busy with your huntsman training.

A woman literally devoted to you is probably a pretty good choice for an assistant, as another perspective she could offer ideas of her own.

Maybe also you felt more comfortable using her in this way since she was just a sexy woman you met in a one night stand and scribbled something fun on her. The baggage and considerations that would have weighed on you if you used Pyrrha or the other people you’d come to know.

Combined all of that and you think there’s quite a winning combination there.

Letting go of the minx you wet your lips as you pushed yourself to broach the idea. “Actually, there’s something rather important you could help me with.”

Neo’s eyes lit up with anticipation and impressively her illusionary appendages mimed interest perfectly as you both shifted to sitting on the bed eagerly awaiting what you had in mind.

Finding a marker real quick you held out your hand. “Mind giving me your arm.”

Neo was only happy to comply, raising her arm to you.

Putting a marker tip the skin of her arm and wrote ‘Jaune’s procurator’ on her skin.

Across from him Neo looked like a maiden confessed to by her crush as she looked between what you’d written on her and you, and with elation rubbed her cheek on the arm carefully avoiding smudging the ink.

Staining your ears you could hear the water still running for Blake’s shower, something you were thankful for as what you were about to talk to Neo about.

“Um, I understand you have your own life and all that, but if whenever you have spare time I’d like you to assist me with my assets, scheduling and keeping everything in order, and um.” You struggle trying to think of a way to explain the next part of her duties.

Clearing your throat you started up again. “I want you to understand, when I write my name it makes well, mine, my property completely from people to well.” You gesture to the geist in the room.

Across from you Neo still in her catgirl illusion looked thoughtful then on the bed two miniature figures of yourself and Neo appeared, the little Neo peeled out of halfway out of her leotard leaving her large tits on display to mini-Jaune who wrote his name across them.

Then little Neo changed into a harem girl outfit with a **** collar as she struck a pose clinging to mini-Jaune’s arm as several cops and other government figures appeared in succession inspecting Jaune’s name on her chest then shrugging their shoulders before a mock document appeared in the air with ‘Neopolitan is the legal and indisputable property of Jaune Arc.’ written on it.

“Uh, yeah basically.” You admit, surprised by how quickly and accurately she caught onto what you meant compared to everyone else.

Neo’s jaw dropped and the little figures crumbled as she had a look of gobstruck awe and adoration, flying into a rapid flurry of gestures and actions then ending with her hands on her heart. Then settled into an evaluating look as she cupped her chin and fake cat tail flicking side to side.

You from what you did catch and understand was her saying she promised to keep your best interests and probably half a dozen things you didn't catch.

Glazing between your rules written up for the dorm room then back to you before creating a model scale of the whole dorm with a banner of ‘Jaune’s Dorm’ hung across it. Neo gave you a questioning look that needed no elaboration.

“Ah, yeah I’ve thought about that, but never really had the time to think of anything to do.” You statement is punctuated with a yawn as the day and the wild sex weigh on you.

There was still testing to see if Neo’s ability to act as your agent meant she could claim ownership, introduce her to everyone else and the geist, just the geist. Blinking you realize how heavy your eyelids felt.

Rather than fight it you decided that everything else could wait as you grabbed Neo who offered no resistance as lifted the bed sheets dragging both of you beneath them, and spooned her.

“How about we pick this up later?” You muttered enjoying the pleasant heat of your bed partner.

Yes everything could wait for you to at least get some rest first.