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Jaune's Pineapple Jam Part 2 Ch 13.
🕑 Added 2025-07-23 15:20:34 +0000 UTCIt was a date, Jaune could remember that much at least.
He remembered picking Blake up from the room across from theirs, but he could also remember having to bribe his sisters not to follow them around.
Luckily for him, both Pyrrha and Weiss were willing to field their questions as a bribe so that they don’t bother him and Blake.
Jaune was thankful for that because it led him to have a date with one of the prettiest girls in Remnant.
“Do you always compliment your girls like that?” Blake laughed teasingly, and Jaune blushed as he realized he said his thoughts out loud.
He, however, only bulldozed on with a smile on his face.
“What? It’s true, isn’t it? I’m on a date with one of the prettiest girls in Remnant.”
“One of? Who are the others then?” Blake raised an eyebrow, but the answer came to him without hesitation.
“Weiss and Pyrrha.”
“Mhmm, they are very pretty, aren’t they?” She hummed thoughtfully, a glint twinkling in her eyes as she put a hand on her chin.
Jaune, however, only smiled at that before pulling her forward.
“Yup. Now come on, we owe this day to them, and we should enjoy it.”
Their destination?
The Festival Grounds besides Beacon Academy.
It was right beside the Emerald Forest as well, but who would be worried about the Grimm when both Huntsmen and Atlesian soldiers were around while they were radiating happiness?
No one, that was who.
All around him, people wore smiles as they visited stalls, booths, and rides. The only interruption to the joyous mood was when he and Blake appeared to the public.
Shock ran through those who saw them at that, but other than pointing at them for a bit with wide eyes and muttering to each other, they did nothing else.
Jaune was thankful for that. He had no desire to repeat what happened at Argus.
He could still remember their screams, the squeals, and the shouting.
Jaune shivered as he remembered his recent worst nightmare.
Fangirls.
Lots and lots of fangirls.
Thankfully, anyone who was near Beacon’s grounds during the festival was thoroughly vetted.
That meant, however, that more often than not, it was the families and friends of the students attending here.
People much more used to the shenanigans Huntsmen like them got to.
That, alone, allowed Jaune and Blake to enjoy a whole day of peace together.
They visited every booth, game, ride, and stall the grounds had to offer, and Jaune smiled as he saw a smile appear on Blake’s face.
It was bright.
It was carefree.
And it was one of the happiest he had seen Blake ever be.
And then his smile faltered as he realized why.
She spent years on the run with the White Fang, and Jaune doubted being with them would have given her the chance to enjoy ordinary things in life.
He only smiled bravely, however, when she turned towards him with a tilt of her head.
It was then that Jaune decided to give Blake the best date he could.
Sure, it was somewhat a spur of the moment two days after arriving back at Beacon and with the tournament looming above them, but that was no reason for Jaune to be sloppy in treating Blake the best he could.
“Come on, let’s get some food.”
It has been said that the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. Jaune, however, was hoping it worked the same way for women.
Immediately, he knew what to order for her as he sat in one of the noodle stalls.
“One Tuna-Flavored Bowl please!” He shouted, even as Blake turned towards him with wide eyes.
“If you ordered that because I’m a Cat Faunus, then that makes you racist, you know?”
Jaune, however, only laughed with an easy smile on his face.
“I ordered that because it’s your favorite.”
“You’re lucky, you’re cute.” She grumbled, but Jaune could see the happiness in her eyes as he ordered for his own food.
Before he even knew it, however, Blake was already inhaling her food.
“Burp~”
Time stopped, and Jaune gawked as he looked at Blake’s blushing face.
“Sorry.”
“N-No! It’s alright! We can order some more!” Jaune chuckled, raising his hand to order more food for Blake.
Before he could call for more food, however, Blake suddenly grabbed his wrist.
“It’s okay. I think there’s something else I want to eat now.”
He watched as a bashful smile grew on her face, but Jaune only tilted his head at that.
“It’s okay, Blake. You don’t need to be embarrassed about wanting to eat more in front of me. In fact, I’m happy you can be so comfortable!” He said with a smile on his face.
It was true after all. If she enjoyed it so much that she wanted to eat some seconds, then his plan to seduce her through food was working!
Blake, however, only gawked at that before chuckling as she shook her head.
“Gods, I’ve forgotten how dense you could be.”
“What?” He tilted his head confusedly before his eyes widened as Blake suddenly pushed a finger into his chest with a smirk on her face.
“You, Jaune. I want to eat you.”
“O-Oh.”
“Oh indeed. Now finish your food, big boy, so we can finally go somewhere fun.”
Jaune had never eaten so fast before, and the next thing he knew, Blake was pulling him away as he threw Lien at the owner.
He’s not going to lie, he was excited and relieved about this. It had been months since he and Blake had been together, and a small part of him feared that she no longer desired him like before.
It was obvious, however, that that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Jaune smiled as Blake pulled him deeper into the Emerald Forest, away from any prying eyes.
She led him deeper and deeper, but Jaune wasn’t worried. They could take care of any Grimm that wandered towards them, if one was even wandering near them with so much positive feelings in the air.
Oh no, if Jaune was worried about something then it was the look in Blake’s eyes as she pushed him against a tree.
He gasped lightly, even as a smile broke out on his face.
Blake looked at him like he really was his food, and before he knew it, she was already pushing against while inhaling deeply against his neck.
“Blake?”
“You smell so good. I’ve forgotten what you smelled like.”
“That’s good. I’m glad you like how I smell.” He chuckled nervously, but Blake only smirked knowingly at him.
“Let me see if you still taste the same.”
And that was how Jaune found himself moaning against Blake as she pushed up against him for a deep kiss.
Their tongues clashed against each other, and while Blake was reminding herself of his taste, he was doing the same thing.
His hands travelled along her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.
“Mmhmph”
“Blake.” He whispered heatedly against her lips before his hands snaked behind her to grab her ass.
Gods, he had missed this ass.
Soft, supple, and pillowy goodness gave way against his fingers, and Jaune felt Blake shiver as her hold on him tightened.
Their lips separated with a smack, and Jaune felt heated breaths ghost atop his skin as Blake gasped at him.
“Jaune…I can’t wait anymore.”
“Well, someone’s excited.” He laughed, nuzzling her face and getting her to laugh with a bright smile on her face.
“Oh, you have no idea.”
She knelt down, and Jaune’s already hard cock only hardened further as she pulled it out of his pants.
“I’ve been waiting for this for so long!”l
Blake swallowed his cock whole, and Jaune held on to the tree behind him for dear life.
“Holy shit, Blake.” He muttered as he suddenly looked at her with wide eyes.
Blake, however, only moaned lewdly while sucking his dick up and down in a twisting motion.
“Mmhm~ Slurp!”
Before long, saliva coated his cock as she led her mouth with a hand rubbing up and down.
Jaune doubled over, pleasure shooting up his groin as his hands found themselves buried in her hair.
Surprised at his sudden action, Blake’s eyes widened, and she gagged and choked on his dick.
“Blake!” He called out panickedly, but she only waved him off, and pretty soon, she was the one choking herself on his cock.
Jaune groaned, feeling her tight mouth slobber all over him as her throat tightened around his cockhead.
It was sublime, but eventually, all good things must come to an end.
Blake took it off of her mouth with a pop, and while it felt painfully hard, it was the good kind of painful as his dick stood up at its hardest.
“Finally.” She whispered, her eyes turning glassy as she looked up at him from below his wet, hard cock.
Jaune’s heart skipped a beat as a shadow formed over her face, and his dick throbbed in excitement just as Blake turned around while still kneeling.
“Fuck me, Jaune. Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.
And fuck her he did.
He pulled her pants down, her underwear already wet with her slick heat as he pulled it to the side, and when he lined his manhood up with her wet pussy, he could swear colors exploded around him.
“AHHH!~” They gasped as he entered her in one deep thrust before moaning deeply while Blake’s folds tightened over him.
Jaune Arc was on a date.
A date that quickly led to sex as he began to rail Blake Belladonna from behind.
He started slow, grunting as his hands held Blake by her waist.
“Fuck, Blake. You feel so good.” He said as he pistoned in and out of her, drawing sharp pants from Blake as she leaned on her hands and knees.
Blake, however, only shivered as her pussy clenched tight.
“J-Jaune~”
Pleasure shot up Jaune’s spine as he heard her mutter his name. It gladdened him to know that Blake desired him just as much despite the time they spent apart.
“You like that?” He whispered, grunting as he leaned towards her while keeping his thrusts deep and sharp.
“Yesss.” She hissed, arching her back as Jaune himself gasped in pleasure when he felt his cockhead pound against her womb.
They moaned, and Blake heaved and buckled as she tightened over him.
Jaune grinned, leaning back to appreciate the sight of his lover on his cock.
She was tight, wet, and most importantly, she was in love with him.
That, more than anything, made everything better.
Pyrrha might be the first one he impregnated, but Blake was the first one he was making love to after being engaged.
It lent a giddy feeling to the air as he couldn't stop grinning like a loon. He watched as Blake turned her head towards him, and she must’ve been feeling the same thing he was because she was smiling straight at him with a fucked crazy look on her face.
“L-Like what you see?” She asked, grunting as Jaune began to piston harder with a smile on her face.
“I’d like it better if we were naked.”
His hands roamed her back, imagining the feel of skin and muscle underneath the clothes that hid them.
She laughed, twirling her ass even with his dick still inside her.
“Oh fuck!” He cursed, holding her tightly as he felt his end come near.
Only discipline and sheer fucking will allowed him to prevent him from cumming prematurely. He knew, however, that he was close, very very close.
Blake gave him a cheeky smile at that, but Jaune wasn’t so powerless as to be left to her mercy. He smiled confidently and raised his hand high.
“W-Wait!” Blake’s eyes widened, she knew what was coming, but she was powerless to stop it as Jaune swung his hand hard.
SLAP!
Flesh met flesh, and Blake ass jiggled as he delivered a sharp slap.
She gasped sharply, and Jaune smirked smugly as a low moan came out of her mouth.
He froze, however, when he felt a sharp knife hover over his neck.
“Not one more move, human.”
That, combined with the shock and surprise, broke Jaune’s control.
And so contrary to the person's order, Jaune Arc, with a knife to his throat, came inside Blake Belladonna.
All the while Blake was looking at the person behind him with wide eyes while still shivering in pleasure.
“I-Ilia?”
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Ilia Amitola was tasked by Blake’s father with her safety.
It was an honor.
A pleasure, even.
She even refused the Albion Brothers’ request to stay back on Menagerie for the White Fang when Ghira asked her to accompany them.
After all, this was what she wanted in the first place.
To be close to Blake.
Even if that meant watching her spend time with her boyfriend.
It was painful, but no longer was Ilia Amitola pining from so far away.
Instead, however, she was pining so close with pain in her heart.
So there she was, following Blake and her supposed boyfriend while hiding.
When she came by sights that distracted her.
First was the Festival Grounds.
Sure, Menagerie had the numbers to hold a gathering large enough to be called a festival, but they didn’t have the carefree smiles and lackadaisical attitudes she saw here in Vale.
Almost always, there was a shroud of bitterness and frustration above them despite their efforts to be happy.
Whether it be because of the racism they experienced in the past or because of the Grimm just roaming around Menagerie's lands, people always had something to complain about.
So was it any wonder how she would be taken in by the sights and sounds around her?
Laughter, squeals of joy, and happy conversations all happened around her.
Camouflaged by her scales, Ilia watched with wide eyes as families visited stalls, played games, ate food, and laughed together.
Why?
Why couldn’t she have that?
It was a foolish question.
She knew why.
It was because she was a Faunus.
When she had finally managed to take hold of her senses, however, Blake and her human boyfriend were gone.
There was a brief moment of panic before she once again took hold of her senses.
She looked around, noting the way people moved and looked at their surroundings until she noticed one thing.
They were all looking in the same direction.
See, the price of fame was everywhere you went, people would always be looking at you.
And even Ilia knew Jaune Arc was famous.
Perhaps even the most famous person in the world right now. So when Ilia saw people looking and nervously pointing towards the Emerald Forest, she knew where to go.
Figures, however, that the civilians would be scared to step into a forest where Grimm could be lurking.
She walked carefully, avoiding the people on her way while moving towards the forest.
Blake’s trail was easy to follow. Broken branches here, a beaten off path over there, and pretty soon, Ilia could hear them.
She froze, however, when she realized just what exactly she was hearing.
Choking.
Was the bastard choking Blake?!
Ilia’s heart pounded through her chest as she hurried her footsteps. Her breath came in quick sharp gasps as panic and fear overtook here.
Drawing her whip and her standard knife, she readied herself for a fight.
Yet when she came onto them, she froze as the second sight that distracted her appeared right in front of her.
Blake Belladonna knelt below a monstrous cock that cast a shadow over her face.
Ilia stood frozen, unable to do anything as Blake panted and presented her ass to the man. She gulped, mesmerized at the sight of white supple cheeks appearing in front of her.
She literally turned red, however, when Jaune Arc knelt and lined his monstrous cock up with Blake’s pussy.
She gasped with them as Jaune entered Blake, but that was enough for her to snap out of the furor she was in.
Luckily for Ilia, the both of them were too busy with each other to notice her blunder before she managed to calm herself down and camouflage once again.
Despite Blake’s pants and wanton cries, however, Ilia could not hurry herself. She had to make sure Jaune Arc would have no chance to escape once she revealed herself….
At least that’s what she told herself.
It had nothing to do with wanting to listen to Blake’s moans while looking at her fat jiggling ass.
And so she hid herself, biding her time as she slowly snuck towards Jaune Arc to take him from behind.
Ilia, however, was woman enough to admit that whatever Jaune Arc was doing, it was working.
Blake’s wanton moans were evidence enough of that, but the way she thrashed on his dick?
It was enchanting.
She knew she should be hurt, furious even, but how could she?
How many nights had she dreamt of Blake’s moans? Off her ass twirling right in front of her?
Countless, that’s how many.
Ilia’s breath came in shallow gasps as heat spread through her body. Her heart threatened to pound out of her chest, even as she snuck behind the tree just behind Jaune Arc.
She froze, however, when she saw Blake twist around.
She knew intellectually that Blake wasn’t looking at her, but from her angle behind Jaune Arc? It was easy to imagine that.
She watched, however, when a hand rose high above into the air and Blake’s eyes widened.
“W-Wait!”
Ilia snapped at that, reacting to Blake's cry, but she was too late.
Just before her knife came close over Jaune’s neck, his hand made contact with Blake’s ass.
Slap!
It was as if time slowed, and she watched as the slap made waves on Blake’s fat ass.
A low moan cut through the air, sending shivers down Ilia’s spine as her mouth opened.
“Not one more move, human.” She said instinctively, and she flushed brightly enough to be visible when Blake’s eyes landed on her.
“I-Ilia?”
“D-Don’t worry, Blake. I’ve come to save you.” She said in denial, pushing up against Jaune with a red face as she looked at her crush and friend.
“Ughh.” Jaune Arc grunted, pushing up against Blake’s pussy and causing her to moan.
“I said not one move, human!” Ilia blushed before freezing as Blake suddenly moaned towards her.
“H-He’s cumming. I’m cumming!”
Ilia was then witness to a truly tremendous sight.
Blake Belladonna bowed her head to the ground, moans leaving her mouth as her body undulated on Jaune Arc’s cock.
It felt like an eternity, but Ilia knew it was at most a minute.
A minute of a man cumming inside Blake that is.
Grunts, sighs, and moans were all she could hear until Jaune Arc finally tried to turn towards her.
“S-So you know each other?” He gulped, but Ilia only scowled at him.
“I said not one move, human!” She held the back of his head, lightly pushing him forward to keep his eyes away from her.
This, however, had an unintended effect.
Blake moaned as Ilia caused Jaune to rock lightly.
“W-Wait, I’m still sensitive!” She squeaked out, and Ilia could only blush harder as she realized what she had done.
She pulled her knife away from Jaune’s throat before trying to pull him back away from Blake.
This, again, also had an unintended effect.
“O-Ohhhh~” Blake stuttered, her back arching as she felt Jaune’s dick drag against her folds until only the head remained inside.
Ilia liked Blake.
She would even go so far as to say she might have even loved her.
So to hear her moan like that?
Because of something she did?
It sent tingles to her brain.
Her breath came quickly, heat flushed through her body, and the hairs on her arms stood up in place as she realized what she had done.
And what else she could do.
“S-Sorry!” Ilia squeaked out, slightly pushing Jaune’s hips forward as she leaned against him.
“F-Fuck!” He muttered, but Ilia was only focused on Blake who was shivering as she turned sideways to look at them.
“W-What are you doing?”
“I-I’m helping!” Ilia answered, her eyes swirling in embarrassment as she pulled Jaune’s hips back by the back of his pants.
“Helping with what?!” He gasped, holding tight onto Blake’s hips so as not to be out of balance.
“Shut up, human! I wasn’t talking to you!” Ilia shot back immediately, her instinctual resentment acting up even as she leaned against Jaune.
“I-I have a name, you know.” Jaune grumbled in dissatisfaction, but with Ilia having a knife behind him, he made no other moves to turn towards her.
“S-Stop….”
They both froze, turning towards Blake who still had her face down and her ass up towards them.
Ilia feared she had hurt Blake, and she was fully ready to pull Jaune Arc off of her when she continued her words.
“D-Don’t stop.”
Time stopped still, but Ilia felt Jaune Arc tremble in front of her as he released a deep breath.
“I-I guess we really are doing this, huh?”
“...Pervert.” Ilia muttered embarrassedly, regardless, she complied with Blake’s wishes and did what she did before.
Push and pull Jaune Arc’s hips.
“Well, I’m not the one doing….whatever this is anyway.” Jaune Arc gasped, but Ilia could only blush silently at that.
She knew what this was.
She was getting cucked.
Case in point, he was already moving his hips on his own. Ilia was only there to feel the feedback through him while Blake was already moaning lewdly at each thrust.
Now Ilia Amitola did not like Jaune Arc. She didn’t like him one bit.
But because of this experience?
If it meant seeing Blake squirm in pleasure in front of her? To hear her wanton cries of pleasure while feeling her ass was within Ilia’s reach?
Then Ilia Amitola was willing to be cucked again and again.
And so Ilia Amitola continued to feel the push and pull of Jaune’s hips, even as wet sopping sounds came out of Blake’s pussy.
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Hello everyone. First of all, I owe all of you a thank you, an apology, and an explanation.
Thank you for your continued support. Words cannot truly express the gratitude I feel towards all of you. All I can say is I am sorry for suddenly going on an unnanounced break.
To explain what had happened, ever since the accident, life has been giving me the one-two-punch-uppercut combo. Not willing to leave my family without a means of transportation in case of an emergency, I bought a secondhand car which cut into my savings. I thought it was a good purchase as well, but what happened next left a bitter pall above everything.
My contract with the university I am teaching at was suddenly cut short. I was suppose to leave my job on September, instead, I had to leave it this July. Cue the rush for the beauracratic signing of documents and clearance forms. This was the stuff I said I needed to do one step at a time last time.
Coming down from the high of the rush (which is still not over) I had suddenly realized that I now find myself jobless. Worse yet, the project-based work I actually had lined up for myself for September suddenly retracted their offer.
And so, I now found myself without a job, a career, and future prospects in the profession I loved and worked hard for.
For a new father trying to take care of his family, it was a devastating blow.
Depression kicked in, and it stopped me from writing, from doing anything else productive really. I tried to deflect my wife's how are yous because I didn't want to worry her but it was no use. It was obvious I was rotting from the inside.
Tears were shed, promises were made, and while I won't say I have absolutely recovered, I will say that I am a bit better than last week.
I hope this provided an insight as to why I was suddenly so silent, and without further ado, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Once again, thank you and I love you all.
Comments
Daniel Martinez
Hey man I hope your luck turns around, and while I can't speak for everyone else here know that I'll continue to support your Patreon whether you upload here anytime soon or not. I genuinely love reading your works but defintly feel you should focus on life and hope you keep on trucking.
Paladin'sReach_99
I am so sorry, I am so sorry for what you have been going through, that is not fair for you at all. I truly do hope you find a new job soon, and I pray for you and your family, that you will all will be well off in the future.
