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Chapter 8 by Espada001 Espada001

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Someone walks into the library

Jaune pulled his face back off Blake’s, admiring her now wet lips. The girl didn’t visibly react to being kissed, but her face was a little red. Her breathing was a little off as his hand continued to grope her chest. Just like with Yang, they could feel things he did to them, even if they didn’t register he was there. He wondered what they thought when they were getting all hot and bothered.

“We’ll find out, won’t we.” Jaune laughed, as he began to open Blake’s school uniform.

“Blake, there you are.”

Jaune jumped as the familiar voice spoke from behind him. Turning around, he saw Weiss standing there. It was a shame she was also in Beacon’s uniform, as Jaune liked her white and blue dresses she wore. The only flaw people could saw about her was her chest was small, almost flat, literal A-cups, and she could be a little... critical of people. Once you got past that shell, she was actually pretty nice.

Ask her team leader and Jaune’s best friend, Ruby.

“What do you need, Weiss?” Blake asked.

“Help me deal with Yang and Ruby,” Weiss sighed. “Yang got back and those two started playing that video game of theirs. And Ruby somehow won and now they had a big pillow fight that ended up wrecking the room. They are still going at it.”

“Is that why you left?” Blake asked, flipping a page in her book.

“My life was in danger.”

“Uh huh.” Blake flipped another page.

“You better hope they don’t use your books as projectiles.”

“They won’t... probably. They know better.”

“You say that NOW...” Weiss shook her head. “Huh, is there a draft in here?”

“I don’t feel one, why?” Blake asked.

“Just feels like one.” Weiss shrugged.

The thing was, Jaune had gone over and started unbuttoning Weiss’ shirt while the two girls were talking. It was now completely open and the only thing covering Weiss chest was a small frilly white bra. Jaune smiled and rubbed the surface of it.

“I like this one, Weiss.” Jaune told her. “Will you wear it for me more often?”

“I’m going to hide here for a little bit.” Weiss sighed, sitting at the table near Blake.

“That’s fine,” Blake yawned. “Just please don’t talk about them. I’m really trying to finish this book today.”

“Then start a new one?” Weiss laughed then flinched.

“Oops, sorry Weiss!” Jaune apologized, as he accidently pinched her back. Bras were a pain to get off, especially when her shirt was still partially on her. Finally, he managed to unhook the fabric in the back. It fell onto her lap to reveal her bare chest. “They are small... but I still like them.” Unable to resist, he leaned forward and began to suck on one.

“Ah!” Weiss let out a small gasp.

“Weiss?” Blake asked, looking up. “Are you okay?”

“Just feeling a little... warm.” Weiss panted as Jaune continued to suck on her tiny breasts without her knowing. “Maybe I’m just... upset at those two idiots.” Blake accepted this and went back to reading.

Jaune pulled off Weiss’ breast with a plop and looked at her red face.

“Looks like small breasts ARE more sensitive.” Jaune laughed. “Don’t worry, Weiss. You’ll get used to it. I’ll even help you.” Another laugh escaped him.

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