Ice cream for breakfast

(Hi all, Withness here! Thanks for the support on the last chapter, I appreciate it. Fair warning, this chapter doesn't have any sex until late, so you may want to scroll down if you just want the lewdness. I was in an exposition heavy mood when writing this, there's a lot of setup. More sex will happen in later chapters though, promise. As always, I hope you enjoy and thanks for giving this a read. As always, any feedback, please feel free to comment or shoot me a DM if you're shy. Because I'm a pervert: if anyone jacked or jilled off to this, leave a comment lol)

Knock, knock, knock

'Go Away' I thought.

Knock, knock, knock

'Can't I get any sleep around here?'

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

'Five more minutes, then I'll get up, I promise[.'

My much-needed beauty sleep was soon interrupted by an increase in both the frequency and volume of knocks.

KNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCK

Whoever was making so much noise got tired of bruising their hand on the door and the 'click' of it opening heralded the shuffling of feet and a feminine growl.

"Coyote! Are you still sleeping?!"

'A wild canid is still sleeping? Dreams are weird.' My sleepy thoughts were quickly interrupted by the feeling of my bed shifting with the impact of a foot hitting the side of the mattress and a frustrated growl.

"Get up, the assembly is going to start soon!" the irate voice continued, rising in volume.

A more laconic, younger sounding feminine voice spoke up. "I don't think he's going to wake up."

The original speaker's voice dropped dangerously, "Oh yes he will."

Then next thing I knew, my bed shook again and I felt an uncomfortable heat above me. "Wake. Up."

Granted, I've been in few relationships in my life (as in None), but I knew that when a woman uses that tone of voice, your balls are in the metaphorical vice and you better move before metaphorical becomes literal.

Finally stirring, I managed to get an arm above the sheets and wriggled myself free from a comfortable cocoon of blankets and wave it weakly around.

"Well, at least he's awake." the younger voice said.

Slowly dragging myself into a half-sit, half-slouch, I crack open my eyes and take a bleary look at my alarm clocks. Standing near my bed was a trio of blurry young women. One a darker shape with a green top, a smaller one with a dash of pink topping their own figure and hovering over me and standing closest was a hark-haired woman with fair skin and amber eyes that brought to mind ****. Something was trying to happen in my mind, but it was too early in the morning for me to think to hard. Something was nagging at me and the only concept that came to mind was 'familiar'.

"Are you conscious enough to talk?" amber eyes said in a normal tone.

Wait.

Blinking away what sleep I could, I took in the three people in front of me. three young women, about my age. One dark-skinned with hair like mint ice cream. One with a much paler complexion, much shorter of stature and hair colored pink and brown like actual ice cream. And one slim woman currently levelly staring at me, waiting for me to actually wake up.

They were all teenagers. Emerald Sustrai, Neo Politan and Cinder Falls.

I was in RWBY. The Screen was telling the truth. Holy shit!

Fortunately, I didn't need to keep up the conversation on my side and my new companions ('teammates' my brain chimed in) were all too happy to do all the talking.

"So, ready to get up and at 'em?" Emerald asked.

"You know it takes him until lunch to fully wake up." Cinder replied in my stead, voice taking on a faux-sympathetic tone with her next line. "the perils of being a night owl, I'm afraid. Coyote, the pre-trip assembly is in an hour, our co-leader should attend with the rest of the team, don't you think?"

Right, right. We were on a team together. We were in one of the hunter academies. I'd asked the Screen for...wait a minute, where the hell are we?

"Where are we?" I asked groggily.

A long silence stretched out before being broken by Emerald. "What the hell did you do last night?"

Opening my mouth to mumble something that would probably convince my teammates that I was in no shape to lead a pet on a walk, let alone a team, but once again, Cinder saved me. "Enough. Twenty minutes. Get cleaned up and get dressed or we are dragging you out of here and we won't care how you look at that point."

Making an effort to actually rise up out of bed, I reply, "Alright, I'm up, I'm up. Loud and clear, getting rea-yawn"

"Lovely. Eighteen minutes." Cinder snarked and turned to leave, Emerald following without a backwards glance and Neo only rolling her eyes and closing the door behind them.

'What the hell?' I thought to myself. 'What the everloving fuck is going on?!' Finally heaving myself out of the bed, I took stock of myself and my surroundings. Last night, I'd gone to sleep in my Oscar the Grouch pajamas, but now I had on a simple pair of gray boxer briefs. Stumbling to a different door than the one my teammates had used, I was grateful to spot a bathroom. A quick relieving of myself and splashing some water on my face, I took a long look in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised. I still looked like me, but taking a few steps back to take in more of my body showed I wasn't completely me. I'd always been scrawny, but with a hint of a gut, classic 'nerd built like a twig' physique. Not anymore. I was still skinny, but it was more a 'traveler' skinny, like I'd spent a lot of time walking and moving around and most of the unnecessary body fat was gone and I'd added on functional, everyday muscle. Taking a look at my stomach, I wasn't rocking a four or six pack, but it was flat and firm and poking it showed lean muscle like the rest of my body. Bruh, have I been working out in this world?

Nevermind, I've probably wasted several minutes ogling myself. Unable to help myself, I pulled the elastic of my boxer-briefs back and looked down. Yup, that was my dick. Splashing more water on my face and using a bar of soap, a toothbrush and tube of toothpaste by the sink to clean myself up, I rushed through a quick routine and rush-walked back into my bedroom to look for clothes. Spotting another door, I hit pay dirt and saw a couple of dark suits that made me think of a Cleric outfit from the Equilibrium movie. That's when it clicked. I'm in Haven. The Screen plugged me into Mistral and I'm attending Haven Academy. Not just me, I have an actual team. Cinder, Neo and Emerald are my teammates and attending the academy with me.

'I'm in RWBY. I'm in RWBY.' the thought ran through my mind like an earworm as I got dressed and made myself as presentable as possible. 'I'm supposed to have sex with a hundred women here in Remnant if I want to go home. The Screen basically said I'd have to slay poon like nobody's business if I ever wanted to go back home. The thought of what my 'mission' was, and especially the prospect of getting balls-deep in certain ladies made me start pitching a tent. Fortunately, I was able to calm down enough and the slacks on this uniform were baggy enough that my boner was not as prominent as I may have feared. After getting myself properly attired, I gave the room a quick once over and something caught my eye on the room's desk. It was a small object about the size of a flashlight. Half as wide as a smartphone, twice as thick and just as tall, it looked like a handle to something with a couple of buttons embedded in it that looked like they belonged on a cellphone. Brushing my fingers along one side, it extended with a clear pane of some material that looked like glass but didn't quite feel like glass. It lit up and my jaw dropped. This was a scroll. I was holding a scroll. Stowing my amazement and urge to play with the device, it was placed in a pocket on my uniform and moved on.

Steeling myself for the first day of the rest of my...life...misadventure...crisis? Whatever, time to face the music. Talking a deep breath, I was just reaching for the doorknob when it turned in my hand and Cinder walked in, our teammates close behind. Stopping when she saw me, Cinder looked me up and down and said, "Finally. Let's get to breakfast and then head to the assembly." Without another word, she turned on her heel and marched off without looking back to see if anyone was following her.

Trailing behind my team, we left the common room and soon joined a steady stream of similarly attired students, each dressed like my team and I. Guys in black suits with light gray outline around the edges and a white undershirt. Girls in similar uniforms except they wore gray and black checkered skirts instead of trousers. While walking after three of the four ladies I'd chosen for my powers in this world, I took the opportunity to ponder my choices. Alright, I was ogling them.

Choosing Cinder had given me the power In Control. With it, I was naturally looked to as a leader in situations, or something like that. I guessed it meant that people were more likely to go along with my ideas and directions, because that's what being a leader is all about, right? Part of the power that I remembered was that people would want to be on my good side and try to prove their usefulness, so maybe there would be less challenges to me in casual interactions? Who knew. What really interested me about the power was that it made people less resistant to my advances and flirting and even 'the most devout of lesbians will break'. If I got some hot lezzies to spread their legs for me, that would be gravy, but the main appeal of the power is that it would hopefully drop panties with minimal fuss. I just had to flirt and it would make girls a lot easier to talk into the bedroom. The other half of my reasoning for choosing Cinder's power was, well, Cinder herself. I'd always had a thing for tall, dignified, badass femme fatales and Ms. Falls definitely fit that description. Even though she'd been reverted to eighteen, she was still tall and actually rose above me by a few inches even in bare feet. I always thought she'd gotten a bad rap in the show and didn't like what her arc had done to her character. From now on, I was going to make sure her nefarious plans involved my dick more than ambitious destruction.

Turning my attention to the next vessel of my powers, I watched Neo walk elegantly with the crowd and felt myself getting warm considering the implications of Delicious. Neo fit the bill in every way like Cinder, except she was a shortstack. And I had to admit, having a hottie with an hourglass figure who only came up to my nose while she was in heels made my dick stir to attention. And the mute and vicious aspects of her character turned me on as much as they aroused me. This must be what people refer to as a 'fear boner'. I'd always fantasized about having an orally-fixated girlfriend who actually liked my cum, and the power I had from Neo would be a perfect way to indulge that fetish. Getting endless, eager blowjobs from hot sluts was one of the hottest things I could imagine and having jizz that was the tastiest substance in the world would be ideal to get girls on their knees and begging to blow me. Not to mention, it dovetailed nicely with another fetish of mine of girls being cum junkies for my load to the point they would scoop it out of whatever hole I'd busted in just to eat it as well as being willing to eat whatever creampie I'd put in other girls. With a little luck, I might be able to live out my fantasy of fucking a chick while she ate my load out of another chick I'd just cum in. Like Cinder, I never liked how Neo's arc had gone and always thought I could make her happy if I could just get my dick in her.

Looking over at the final member of my team (but the third granter of my 'powers') I felt a smile on my face. Emerald wasn't the most popular in the RWBY fandom from what I gathered, but I thought she was lovely. Of course, a large part of that was that in addition to tall women, shortstacks, and just flat out dangerous or 'evil' women, I also had a thing for dark-skinned girls. The contrast of their color against my own pasty skin really turned me on and always gave me a subconscious thrill of the exotic and different. Her power, Servants, gave me the ability to turn my sexual partners subservient and helpful. They would go out of their way to do things for me and it's not supposed to take long. No matter how humiliating or degrading the task I set for her is, she'll go along with it. I have a vague recollection that it starts out with simply doing whatever my favorite position is, which definitely has appeal, but after enough fucking, they'll literally be willing to serve me in both sexual and non-sexual matters. I don't see any downside to that. I get a brief mental image of team RWBY dressed like slutty maids and calling me 'Master' as they crawl towards me on all fours, pawing at my crotch and I have to try and will my boner down and keep walking. Giving Emerald the elevator look, I note that she's not as curvaceous as Neo or Cinder, but she's far from flat chested. Her figure is more lithe and athletic than either of her female teammates, but though she lacks the curves, her ass is every bit as divine as the other two and she's just as beautiful to boot.

Though she's not here, I also think about my final power and it's inspiration, Salem. The Big Bad and wicked witch herself. Choosing the Mastress of Grim gives me access to the power of Corruption. Every thrust I make into a girl will wear down her morality and willpower to resist me and her own degradation until the only thing she cares about is making me happy. 'A pawn to use as I please' if I recall the description correctly. There's also a hazy recollection I have that the girls I use it on won't even notice the power's effect on them. The thought that I could turn every woman into a person who's only moral compass is my pleasure with enough sex makes my poor boner swell again with both the notion of a depraved harem with no limits in or out of the bedroom and the power fantasies it conjures up. Imagine Glenda Goodwitch bouncing on my cock with the sole intention of making me cum? Or having Kali beg me to take her up the ass while her daughter watches?

Shaking my head to maintain some focus, i return my attention to the three flawless asses swishing in short skirts right in front of me. 'Calm down.' I think to myself. 'First, Team CMEN, then, well, the sky's the limit.' Resolving myself to start with the original girls I've chosen, I wonder how well my knowledge of the show will help in my present circumstances. The show was in it's...ninth season last I checked? Even if the plot goes off the rails, my awareness of character relationships and personalities may give me an edge. At the very least, it makes it easier to break the ice and have points of commonality to ingratiate myself to them. Gotta play up the 'trickster' aspect of my name after all.

During my perverted musings, my team has made it to a massive room filled with long tables lined up in neat rows spanning the entire length of the room and the crowd we'd followed forming into an orderly and steadily moving following the walls to get food and then taking seats at the tables. Ah, the cafeteria. Usually I didn't have an appetite in the morning, but figured a light snack wouldn't hurt. Cinder took the lead with Emerald, Neo and myself falling in line after her. Despite the regimented, almost military style of the uniforms, I was surprised at the attitudes and atmosphere of my fellow students. Everyone here was a teenager like me. Waiting in line, I caught snippets of conversations about relationships, games that were played or watched along with pop culture and entertainment. Laughter, shouts and the general chatter of a school cafeteria filled the air. At the mention of 'the game last night' I remembered the scroll in my pocket. Glancing around, plenty of my classmates both in line and at their tables were occupied on their own scrolls and I pulled mine out to play with.

Once you got the hang of opening it up and powering it up, the rest was pretty intuitive. Having experience with smartphones and tablets definitely helped. the only difference was that the scroll had zero delay in it's functions and had the internet, a phone, camera and I was even delighted to see a music app already installed. the internet browser looked like a blank page with a single space to type in a search term, but I guessed it was more because it was a device i hadn't personalized yet rather than anything else.

Perusing the various features and functions, I was brought back to the present from a firm tap on my arm. It turns out Neo wanted my attention and motioned to the stacks of trays, plates, bowls and clusters of flatware we were standing in front of.

"Oh, thanks Neo." I said. She made a 'sure' gesture with one hand and rolled her eyes while picking up her own plate. Hmmm, I am eventually going to try and get into all of my teammates' pants. Maybe it was time to test out my powers? Hopefully that line about In Control about flirting being easier, or at least women being more susceptible to it was legit. "You're always a sweetheart, thank you." At first, I thought she hadn't heard me due to the clamor of the cafeteria, but she seemed to do a mental double take and looked back at me with slightly widened eyes. Wanting to both push my luck and see how my powers worked, I added, "What? I mean it. You are a sweetheart. Not to mention a total hottie."

The mutichromatic shortstack gaped at me for seconds on end before her pale cheeks flushed pink and she seemed to remember she was supposed to be getting her breakfast. Turning away from me, she busied herself picking out things to eat and I followed her lead. I don't know what I was expecting. Cinder's power said that people looked to me as a leader and wanted to be on my good side and useful to me while being more susceptible to my flirting. Was I seriously thinking she'd just tear off her clothes and jump me right there in the middle of the cafeteria? Grabbing a bowl and a small plate for myself, I was surprised on how mundane the food options were. Eggs, sausage, toast, fruit, cereal, oatmeal, small waffles and pancakes. Milk, orange juice, coffee, tea and water for refreshments as well as a small variety of soft drinks. Still not having worked up an appetite yet, I grabbed a small box of cereal called 'Honey Bites', placed a couple pieces of toast on my plate and a large glass of orange juice. Ripping open the box, I filled my bowl with the cereal and poured in milk before tossing the box in a nearby trash can and taking my tray of breakfast to follow my team to a table in the corner or the room.

None of us started any conversation as we all tucked into our meals. Playing with my Scroll while eating, I occasionally glanced over at my companions. Cinder had gotten cereal like me, but she'd also stacked her plate with a couple of waffles and sausage along with a few strips of bacon. Instead of juice however, she had a cup of coffee. Figures, it fit her mature image. Emerald was a fan of the classics. Scrambled eggs, bacon, waffles and a glass of orange juice was being devoured by her. Looking at Neo, she stuck with a bowl of fruit and a couple of sausage links along with a glass of milk.

By the time we'd finished breakfast, the cafeteria was brimming with students and we all placed our trays and dishes in designated areas before leaving the din of the cafeteria and moving out to the quad. Checking her own Scroll, Cinder led us to a corner by a wooden bench and started talking.

"We've got fifteen minutes before the assembly and Lionheart gives his speech. After that, we have a couple of hours before the transport is loaded and the exchange happens. Any questions?" she asked.

I raised my hand and everyone looked at me. "Exchange?"

With a sigh, Cinder filled me in. "Yes, the exchange of students between the hunter academies. You know we're on the list of students to stay at Beacon, right?" her tone said she was less than impressed at my clueless question. "You're co-leader of our team, are you still asleep?"

Giving her my best smile, I hoped In Control would kick in and smooth this over. "No, only dazzled by the beauty of my teammates."

Neo hid a smirk while Emerald let out a soft gasp and Cinder's eyebrows rose up nearly to her hair. "Are you packed to leave?" she glared like she was hoping it would distract from the slight coloring in her own cheeks.

Giving a sheepish look, I answered. "I'm. Not. Sure." rushing to cover up my uncertain tone, I added, "But we've got a few hours, so I'm sure I can be ready by the time we leave."

Cinder face-palmed. "Of course you are." Taking a deep breath, she looked at us each. "Since I have other things to do and we do have some time before the transport starts loading, does anyone want to help Coyote to make sure he's ready?"

Emerald looked ready to argue and Neo looked thoughtful, but I decided to **** the issue. "If she doesn't mind, Neo can come along and make sure I behave." I looked at her deliberately with another smile and gave her a wink. Repeating her open-mouthed blush from breakfast, Neo broke from her spell to roll her eyes again and shrugged with both of her hands in a 'why not' gesture.

"Excellent. Make sure he's ready." Cinder said, either unaware or ignoring the implication of my words.

With that, we made our way to a nearby building which looked like a cross between an amphitheater and the grand hall. Taking seats near the middle, we only had to wait ten minutes or so before a older gentleman with voluminous, but neatly kept hair and beard walked onto the stage and the crowd went silent.

"Students of Haven!" his voice boomed throughout the hall, ensuring the people in the back heard him as clearly as those in the front. "I am proud to call you the representatives of not only Haven, but Mistral itself in this year's Vytal Festival. For eighty years, the festival has been celebrated as a symbol of peace between the four great kingdoms and a vital exchange between our cultures to promote cooperation and understanding. Though the world may seem dark, it is by the efforts of our hunters and huntresses that the light of humanity and unity is kept burning bright. You, the huntresses and hunters of the future, are living symbols of the hope of those who came before, as well as the promise of peace and security for the future. When I look out before me now, I know more than ever that the past and the future are carried most heavily by those who join the two together like you do now. It is with pride we send you to meet and compete with our allies and hope I entrust you to be the faces and voices of Haven and Mistral! You will show them the strength of our kingdom as well as the power of our future, because you! Are! Tomorrow!"

The gathered students burst into raucous applause while my team and I stayed quiet. Glancing at my teammates, Cinder stared at the speaker with a steely gaze while Emerald was blank and Neo looked politely bored. I was busy playing with the camera function on my Scroll.

After the speech, the Headmaster dismissed us and we made our way back to the dorms. Cinder spoke up, "Coyote, Neo, make sure Coyote is ready for the trip. Emerald, get our things together too. I'm going to finalize a few details." Walking off at that point, the rest of us entered the dormitories together and Neo followed me into my room when Emerald peeled off to see to her and Cinder's rooms.

Stepping into my own room, I finally had the opportunity to look around. It was a spartan space. It makes sense, considering I'd been dropped in this world less than six hours ago. Who or whatever the Screen was, it had inserted me into a point in this alternate timeline just before the plot began to pick up. It probably wasn't intended for me to really settle in here and start decorating the place. The walls were bare, the desk was empty, the bathroom itself was clean aside from my hurried activity this morning. The place didn't look like anyone had lived here. It was as empty as a hotel room.

"Well, I guess we should get started." I said to Neo. "At least I get some cute company while packing my bags."

Neo pulled her won Scroll and tapped something on the screen. Holding it up for me to read, I saw it said, 'Flirt'

Smirking at her, I pushed the envelope. "Only with the hot ones."

The voluptuous illusionist tapped another message out, 'I'm flattered'

"It's not flattery if it's true." I pressed on. Turning my words over in my head, they made no sense, but judging by Neo's reaction, it was working.

Fun is fun, but I did need to get ready for whatever was going to happen on the transport and the festival and I didn't know how long we had. Deciding to chill on the flirting for now, Neo and I poked around the room, poking into drawers and behind doors. Under the bed was empty and the desk drawers were nearly as bare, only some general school supplies. The dresser drawers had a couple of button up shirts and some jeans, but only three of each. Hearing a couple of sharp taps to my side, I looked over to see a smirking Neo holding open a door and pointing inside.

Ah right, the closet.

I hadn't really explored the closet in my morning haste to get ready, so I took my time now. Besides a couple of school uniforms, the things that stood out were two pairs of cargo or utility pants and some suspenders on hangers. Nest to them was a large, tough-looking canvas duster and a wide-brimmed hat that looked like it had seen better days by how beaten up it was. Tucked away on a shelf inside the closet was a heavy belt with a pair of holsters and a pair of other objects. While stepping into the closet to get out the items, my foot connected with something else. Looking down, I noticed a pair of well-worn hiking boots. While I was taking everything out and laying it on the bed, Neo pulled one more item, a shapeless mass of canvas that had one thick strap and would be about half my size when full.

Duster, belt with holsters, traveling pants, weathered hat, boots and a rucksack.

'Ah, my hunter outfit.' I realized. Reaching out to take one of the weapons out of it's holster, I tried to remember the modicum of gun safety I'd gotten from the one time my Father and his best friend had taught me to shoot a rifle and when I'd gone with my Uncle to a local shooting range. Trigger discipline, don't point it at anything you don't want to shoot, check your backdrop, treat it like it's loaded. Considering my company, I made sure to keep the gun aimed solely at the floor while I examined it. It was a revolver as I'd requested. The barrel was longer than I'd expected and underneath the barrel was a section that made me think of a laser sight or something. The guns themselves seemed to be sturdy and able to take a lot of punishment considering the heft of the weapon. Examining the grip and switches, I found the eject switch, safety and a button at the side of the hammer. Not knowing what it did considering I'd found the necessary mechanisms functions, I motioned for Neo to step back and she did with a look of curiosity on her face. Aiming the gun down at a blank spot on my mattress and keeping my finger off the trigger, I gave the button a hard press and with a plain 'clk' a long, double-sided dagger blade slit out the front of the section under the barrel.

'Oh, so that's where the melee weapon aspect of my gun is. Makes sense.' I thought. Another press of the button withdrew the blade and I made a mental note to not handle the weapon recklessly. Checking the weapon belt and duster further, there was several quick reloads ready in small pockets around the edge of the belt and I pulled a pair of wicked looking Bowie knives from the jacket that had their own belts that looked like they could be attached anywhere on the body. Well, whatever the Screen's aim was, they at least made sure I was well armed.

"Alright, let's get this stuff all packed up." I said to my ice cream companion. She gave a short nod and picked the clothes to lay out on the bed while I folded and tucked everything into my rucksack. With both of us working together, we had everything packed up and ready to go in less than half an hour. Throughout our task, Neo had been quietly handing me things to put away and when we were done, I plopped down on the bed and wondered what to do next. My mind was made up when I was treated to the sight of Neo bent at the waist and poking her head into my closet.

Feeling myself getting hard in my slacks, I decided it was time to pick up where I left off with hitting on her earlier. Stepping up behind her and hoping I wasn't about to get stabbed, flipped or eat a roundhouse to the face, I gently laid my hands on her hips and asked as innocently as I could manage, "Find anything interesting in there?"

Neo immediately tensed up when she felt my touch and I tensed up in return, getting ready to digest my own teeth, but then she suddenly relaxed and straightened up nonchalantly. Looking over her shoulder at me with a quirked eyebrow and a knowing look, she turned away for a few seconds to type out a message on her Scroll and without looking back, held it up to me so I could read it.

'Nothing special. I was expecting to find some women's underwear for trophies, but it was empty.'

I couldn't help a chuckle. Considering my hands were still attached to me, I took a step closer until my front was pressed to her back and let my arms slide around her waist. Even with her heeled Mary-Jane uniform shoes, she still barely reached my nose. "Sorry, I haven't been able to talk any girls back to my dorm. Not that I've been trying."

Another message. 'You managed to get me here pretty smoothly.'

"Well, that was me just wanting to spend some time with you."

Another blush and message. 'It's just automatic with you, isn't it?'

Feeling oddly intimate with our positioning and proximity, I wrapped her a little tighter in my arms and nuzzled against the side of her face, which Neo actually leaned into. "A little." I conceded, "But I really do like you and wanted to spend time around you."

With a smirk and deeper blush, Neo finally looked at me and held up her Scroll again. "I thought you were going to make a move as soon as we got here. I was surprised when you started packing.'

"Good things come to those who wait?" I threw out, hoping my power would cover for my lack of suaveness.

Another smirk and Neo deliberately pushed her hips back against my crotch, grinding against my little friend who had been waking up with the sensation of a beautiful , warm, feminine body pressed against me. 'And how long were you planning to keep me waiting?'

Wait, was Neo actually flirting back with me? I'd hoped that In Control would melt underwear, but is she really ready to go right here and now? "Until you gave me a clear sign you wanted to go further?"

With a quick step and twist, Neo turned around in my arms with the grace of a dancer and pulled me in for a kiss that left me breathless. I was too shocked the first few seconds, but once I realized what was happening, I deepened the kiss and ran my tongue against her lips pressed against mine. Her mouth opened in a heartbeat and our tongues were soon wrestling against each other as we pressed our bodies as close as we could get. Neo definitely put the 'stacked' in 'shortstack' because as her full chest rubbed against me, I felt a physical ache that told me I needed to get my hands on her even more. Breaking apart to gulp down air, we both returned to our heated makeout session and our hands began to wander. Neo had one hand on the back of my neck, keeping me in place and making sure the kiss went on while her other drifted down between out bodies until I felt a small, but very skilled hand fondling my package. She smiled against my lips as she rubbed my bulge and deciding turnabout was fair play, I let my own hands run over her back until I was lifting her skirt and found the most delectable ass I could imagine. Soft and firm at once, i had a cheek in each hand and gave them a firm, hungry squeeze. Neo responded by wiggling her butt in my grip and pressing her tits even more firmly against me while her grip on my dick through my pants tightened.

Finally breaking apart, both of us gasping, Neo grabbed her Scroll from where it had dropped on the floor next to us and tapped out another message. 'Clear enough?'

"Fuck yes." I breathed out and took her in my arms again, lifting her lusciously compact form with my hands under her ass and walking her to the bed. She responded to my maneuver by wrapping her legs around my waist as I carried her, grinding our crotches together just to get some kind of friction going while we were moving.

Reaching the bed, we carelessly swept the rucksack off to land on the floor with a 'thnk' and fell to the sheets together. It didn't take long for us to get going once we were horizontal and within minutes We'd torn each other's and out own clothes off until I was only in my boxer-briefs and Neo her panties. I probably shouldn't have, but I chuckled at her choice of underwear.

"Boy shorts?"

Neo suddenly looked self-conscious and looked around for her Scroll. Realizing my mistake, I gave her my best reassuring smile and hovered over her. "Hey, it's not bad, they look cute."

Neo pouted.

"I'm not lying. they look sexy."

She looked dubious, but I carried on. "In fact, they look so sexy..." shuffling down her body, I was soon eye level with her underwear and reached up to slowly peel them down. Neo obligingly raised her legs to help me and I was pleasantly surprised that there was some moisture holding them to her skin. Once off and dropped to the side of the bed, I had my first ever view of not only Neo's womanhood, but a living, 3-D pussy. Her lips were bald except for a small patch just above her slit and her inner lips were pink and peeked out from between her legs. Along with the soft heat I felt from her body, I noticed something else. Her pussy was glistening with her juices and they were shiny with feminine leaking out of her.

Neo was wet. She was ready to fuck.

Considering this was not only going to be my first time, but my first time with one of my favorite characters from RWBY, I wanted to make it memorable for both of us. Always curious what a woman tasted like, I dipped my face between her thighs and nuzzled my nose against the tip of her slit where I'd heard her clit was. My partner's body jerked with surprise when she felt me rub the tip of my nose against her most intimate area and I took that as a good sign. Looking up her body to meet her gaze, Neo looked torn between nerves and desire. Cheeks flushed, hair mussed and bare chest heaving with rapid breathing, she was sexier than I'd ever imagined.

"Ok, Neo, if this gets too scary or something, feel free to stop me. Got it?" I told her. Her eyes focused long enough to meet mine and she gave me a nod.

With that bit of consent out of the way, my mouth latched onto her lower lips and began alternating sucking and lapping away. I started by tracing the edges of her cunny and dipping my tongue inside of her. Neo bucked her hips so hard my head was raised up, but I used my hands to hold onto her thighs, caressing them even as I kept myself on target. After a few minutes of experimental licking, kissing and rubbing, judging by Neo's quiet gasping and movements, the upper corner of her puss was where she got the most pleasure since that was where that little nub was, and she seemed to be most reactive when licked and sucked on that. I'd never eaten out a girl before, but it wasn't bad. She tasted...citrusy? The closest flavor that came to mind was a tart grapefruit. Something slightly acidic. Sticking a finger in her, it was tight, smooth and wet, like silk that had been dipped in baby oil. Waving around my finger inside of her got a nice reaction too with Neo arching her back and holding a fist to her mouth while gripping the sheets. This was my first time though, so I was open to feedback. "Uh, Neo, is there a better way i can do this or some place that might feel be-?" and that was as far as I got before she grabbed my short hair on top of my head and shoved me lips-first against that little nub I'd been kissing a minute ago. Managing to tilt my head enough to talk, I asked, "Should I go faster or...?"

Neo responded by tapping a rhythm on my head with one finger from the hand still semi holding me in place. OK, that must be the right 'pace' for her then. Using her tapping as a mental metronome, I licked and mouthed her clit. Sometimes I'd swirl my tongue around it, sometimes I'd take it between my lips and gently bite and I made sure to mix in lapping and flicking at it with my tongue as well. Throwing my fingers into the mix, i managed to get two fingers inside her very wet and very hot womanhood and made an effort to keep pace with my tongue as I plunged in and out. She must have liked it, because her legs were wrapped around my head and her free hand was soon beating on the mattress while she'd released my head once she figured I'd gotten the pace down and her newly unoccupied hand was either gripping the sheets or groping at one of her heaving tits.

For several minutes I had the Ice Cream Queen herself writhing on the bed, hips grinding against my mouth and little fists hammering the bed while she was experiencing a pleasure overload. Admittedly, having a naked woman enjoying your mouth to the point she was flailing around was a hot experience and I knew my cock was tenting my boxers hard. Focusing my attention on Neo's clit with some especially energetic swirling in time with my still moving fingers, I was just thinking of how my wrist was getting sore when her thighs locked around my head and her back arched. The smug shortstack's body locked into place for several long seconds before she began a full body tremor.

'I think I just made her cum. Awesome.' I thought to myself once she'd let me out from between her legs and i could raise my head, lips and chin coated in her moisture. Seeing Neo lying on my bed, naked and gasping for breath after my first time munching carpet was a bit of an ego boost. At least she thought I gave good enough head. Not wanting to ruin her high, but also wanting to know how I really did, I cleared my throat and asked, "Uh, was that...good for you? I could try again if you want me to."

Hearing my voice snapped Neo out of her post-orgasm fugue and she was up quick as a flash and tackled me down to the bed so our positions were now reversed. I didn't get a chance to say anything else as she was soon making out with me again, rubbing her entire body against mine and paying special attention to where our genitals met. Sitting up and straddling me for a moment, Neo grinned wickedly and pointed at me, then down to the boner tenting my underwear and then at herself, making a lewd gesture with her hand near her mouth and pushing her tongue inside her cheek to make it bulge. I didn't think she was talking about brushing her teeth and the message was otherwise clear. It was my turn.

Starting off with some quick kisses down my chest and stomach until she was cheekily tonguing my belly button, Neo looked up at me and smiled again while she gripped the waistband of my underwear and tugged them down. My cock bounced out and almost slapped her in the face, but she was more engaged with gaping at my shaft. I had to admit I gaped a little myself. Standing tall, hard and decently shaped, it occurred to me that the curves, veins and shape was the same, but I had apparently gained an inch or two in height as well as being notably thicker as well. Did I get an 'upgrade' to my cock from the Screen or was my new, healthier physique responsible for some natural weight distribution. Either way, Neo only took a few seconds to admire my equipment, gripping it with one hand before remembering it was attached to me. Giving me another wicked grin and a wink, she promptly raised her head above my tower before going down and wrapping her soft lips around the head. Feeling light-headed just from that, I was in a world of tension and pleasure while Neo bobbed her head, lips working me with a firm seal and tongue doing a repeat on my tip what I'd done to her clit. Before, I'd always heard that girls usually didn't like giving blowjobs and most were less than pleased by a guy's cock and cum. Neo however began to speed up and increase her suction while her tongue became a whirlwind on my cock. Wondering at her sudden enthusiasm, I looked down to see her eyes were unfocused and her hair swished around her face while she kept going lower and lower.

That's when it clicked. I was a dumbass. 'Duh, Delicious.' I thought to myself. My cum was genuinely the tastiest thing in the world, and Neo had just found her favorite flavor. The power literally came from her. Hoping her new oral enthusiasm was a preview of one of many, I did my best to keep my head raised and watch her work. She was going to town, sucking away like she was late on rent and had a gun to her head. Sucking, licking, slurping, her tongue was going gymnastic on my dick and her mouth was a cyclone of eager pleasure. Risking a little aggression, I reached down with both hands and began to run them through her soft, multicolored locks. She didn't even notice when i started to guide her, pushing deeper and being a little rougher as time passed. Letting me take control, Neo had one hand between her legs while the other played with her fantastic rack. In only a minute or two, I was bouncing her head in my lap and even had started to buck my hips up, fucking her face with more **** than I'd guessed non-pornstar girls liked. My peak was rapidly approaching and I'd always heard it was only polite to warn a lady. Managing to grunt, "N-Neo, I'm g-gonna-!"

She wasn't so far gone that she didn't understand and to my surprise, instead of pulling away, she put both of her hands on my legs to hold me in place and increased her oral ****. the feel of her tongue rubbing just the right spots was too much and I let loose what felt like a pint of liquid into her mouth as it shot out of the head of my dick. Neo must have loved it though, as I could feel her own whining through my shaft and her eyes were rolling back while her body was going through a series of tensing and shaking. Was she having an orgasm just from swallowing my load?

Despite her state, Neo wasn't about to let her new favorite snack go to waste and only kept sucking, trying to get every drop out of me. After a minute, I was spent and finally let go of her head, letting the poor girl up. Instead of stopping though, Neo only slowed down, her mouth gently sucking on my cock and trying to coax what cum she could out of me. Or, failing that, trying to get me hard for round two.

Enjoying the feeling of not only my first female-partnered orgasm but my first blowjob, I let Neo keep going until I could feel life start to stir back into my dick. "That feels great." I told her, reaching down to run the fingers of one hand through her hair. Neo gave a hard suck and kept going. "But do you maybe want to...try something else?"

Raising her head with a naughty 'pop', Neo leaned her body half off the bed and treated me to the sight of her delectable ass and sopping wet pussy wiggling while she reached for something. Finding the object of her search, she sat up with her Scroll in hand and typed something out, turning the screen to me. 'Seconds?'

I gave a breathless laugh. "I think I could do that, but would it be ok if we try another position?"

Neo had a thoughtful look and tapped out another message. 'Top or bottom?'

Grabbing my now hard cock at the base, I waved it at the girl I just lost my virginity to and asked hopefully, "How does doggy-style sound to you?"

She grinned while tossing her Scroll to the side and got on all fours, aiming her ass at me and wiggling her hips.

Not needing any further invitation, I was up and kneeling behind her aiming my cock at her entrance. One hand on her hip and the other holding myself steady, I pushed forward with my hips and felt my tip press against her warmth. Both of us were shaking with anticipation and it took more pressure than I'd expected to start feeling her lower lips start to give, Neo's breath hitched when my head began to spread her open and I let out a gasp once I'd gotten in her. Pushing further inch-by-inch the words that came to mind were 'tight', 'hot', and 'WET'. Holy fuck, she was like a silk vise around me, squeezing me from every direction. After an agonizing minute, Neo's ass was nestled against my lap and I was balls-deep in her. We only took a few seconds to adjust to each other before Neo squirmed and began to rock back and forth, rolling her hips in a way that made my eyes roll.

Far be it for me to keep a lady waiting, I matched her rhythm and then started to pick up the pace. Hand firmly resting on her round hips, I plunged in and sawed back out of her while she massaged me with every stroke. In and out, in and out, we continued adding a little more **** as time passed until the room was thick with the scent of sex and the loud 'clp, clp, clp' of our bodies colliding could be heard through the door. It didn't take long before I leaned over Neo, my larger form enveloping her to fondle her large, perky tits while they swung underneath her and toyed with her nipples. She loved it and as much energy as I was putting into fucking her, she was doing just as much to fuck me back. Bracing her arms against the bed, Neo pushed back to meet my every thrust with a loud 'clap' of her cheeks against my pelvis and did it over and over again. Sitting back up, hips still in motion I looked down to see my cock repeatedly appearing and disappearing into the molten sugar depths of my shortstack partner and I was hypnotized by the sight of her ass cheeks jiggling with every time our bodies met together.

Knowing I wasn't going to last long, I felt the lightning at the base of my rise settle in my balls before coiling tightly and add pressure in the base of my cock. "Neo!" i cried out, moaning, "I'm gonna-gonna-"

Despite going cross-eyed from the pleasure, Neo had enough presence of mind to understand me and supported herself on one arm while using her free hand to slap a few times on one of my arms and get my attention. On the edge from my impending climax, I focused on her and saw her looking back at me with a wild look in her eyes, hair plastered to her face with sweat and face flushed with exertion. I could tell from the way her pretty features were twisted in pained ecstasy that she was close too. Seeing she had my attention, she pointed to her open mouth with her tongue hanging out. Understanding her intention, I gave a last, hard thrust and pulled out of her while crying out, "Hurry up, gonna cum!"

Wasting no time, Neo flipped around on all fours and captured my cock in her hungry mouth, tongue already swiping around. The sensation of her hot mouth replacing her hot cunt pushed me over the edge and I grabbed her head like I'd held her hips while I whined in release. My load this time might not have been as big as before, but it felt even more intense as I shot a couple of ropes of hot, sticky jizz into the waiting mouth of Neo Politan. The second she felt and, more importantly, tasted me splashing on her tongue, stars exploded behind her eyes in synch with her pussy gushing in orgasm. Going cross-eyed again, the two of us experienced levels of pleasure neither of us had ever felt and all too soon we were both coming down from out encounter.

Falling back to the bed, I felt Neo stay latched onto my cock and still sucking. "Neo, I'm kind of sensitive right now." I croaked.

Taking a break, Neo sat up and grabbed her Scroll from the bed, lazily typing out something. 'You taste Delicious!' Collapsing into my arms after crawling closer to me, she made a new message. 'From now on, you're mine.'

I managed to huff out another laugh. "That's awfully-whoo-possessive of you. But it sounds nice."

'I don't mind sharing.' she held the Scroll above my face. More tapping. 'But make sure you keep some of that treat for me.'

"Deal." I gasped out.

One more message before she carelessly dropped her Scroll beside her and cuddled up to me. "We have a few hours. Nap time."

Letting my hand drift down her sweaty back and cup her luscious ass, I wrapped my other arm around her and she snuggled up to me. "I hope you have an alarm set."

Neo gave a tired thumbs up and we both crashed to sleep.

I don't know how long it was, but eventually I was stirred back to wakefulness by a familiar feminine voice growling in a deadly tone and the sensation of intense heat very close to my head.

"What. Is going on. Here?!" they snarled lowly.

'Huh, that sounds like Cinder.' I thought sleepily. No sooner did I have that thought than my eyes snapped open and I saw Cinder holding a glowing handful of heat right above my head. Taking a few seconds' stock of the situation i was able to confirm that, yes, I was still in RWBY world, I was naked and Neo was equally naked while we were tangled up together on top if the sheets, sweaty and clearly having had sex.

"So, maybe we should have kept him with us before sending him away with her, huh?" Emerald spoke up as she glared at us from behind Cinder.

'Crap.' I thought.