Jaune to Joan Chapter 31

Chapter 31

“So, yeah… that’s what happened with us.” Joan finished up quite a long story for all her friends, Qrow, Tai, and the peculiar young boy as she held Cinder’s hand tight. Many a detail was left out. She knew her friends wouldn’t take kindly to any of the dirtier things, and Ruby must have been damn near seventeen if she wasn’t already, but she was still underaged. So, leaving out those aspects seemed to make things just a little easier

“You forced her to-” Nora glared with one eye and questioned with the other as if she was unsure whether to thank Cinder or try to kill her.

“But… you’re happy now?” Ren inquired with more calm than his girlfriend.

“You get your one, but you hurt her, and I will enjoy punching your face in.” Yang warned.

Blake and Weiss seemed to have no words for it all, they just sat by their partners patiently.

“I- I’m just glad you made it back.” Pyrrha presented a conflicted smile for Joan.

“Thanks. And- and I get it if there is some hesitation. But… I know in time you will all understand this is me; not… not because of anything from the last year- I mean, it helped me- forced me to process the feelings that had already been there, but-”

“We get it Joan. It’s ok.” Nora rested her hand on Joan’s.”

“Thanks Nora. I just… I hope you can all warm up to forgiving Cinder?” Joan could see it was a much taller order.

“If she earns it, we will. It will just take time.” Ren assured.

“Thanks.”

“What about you? How are you doing with all this? It can be- a lot, even when you aren’t forced into realizing it.” Nora worried.

“It is a lot, but I have had some time to work through it.” Joan nodded and inched in closer before nearly whispering. “Actually, I’m really really excited about it all. I- It is a little overwhelming but I can’t wait to find some dresses I actually like, some feminine clothing I actually chose.”

Nora grinned wide and bright. “Then it’s time we have a party! Congratulations to Joan for coming out!” She cheered and with very little effort threw her old team leader over her shoulders to parade her around.

“Ohh! PArty? Party! If we’re going to have a party, there has to be cookies!” Ruby cheered! “I! But I don’t have any cookies right now! I-” She pouted. Weiss leaned in and whispered something into Ruby’s ear. “Weiss, you would do that?”

“Mhmm.”

“But-”

“I would.”

“Weiss said we could go shopping tomorrow?! Shopping party?! Please Joan! Please! If we go, she will get us the best cookies from that bakery in town and and and!”

“If we’re going to work together again, you can’t be wearing those rags.” Weiss dismissed with a huff.

“Well, if it’s a party, then why the hell not; ‘specially if princess is paying."

"You! Can buy your own." Weiss scoffed. "Jau- Joan is wearing a tattered dress and clearly needs a broader wardrobe."

"Thanks Weiss." Joan smiled and turned to Cinder.

"I- oh, I guess we can get something for Cinder too. I- I suppose running off-"

"It's fine." Cinder waved off. I can find something eventually my own way."

Rather performatively, Ruby threw her hands up and yawned. "Ahh, well, I'm really tired, I think we should head out to the tents for the night!"

"Why would you sleep outside in tents when you have a functional home right here." Cinder scowled.

"Well, we don't really have the room for everyone, and we didn't want to be mean to dad and fill his house too bad, so we made a whole camping thing of it!” Ruby cheered and looked around. “Blake and Yang have a tent, Nora and Ren, Weiss and me… the only ones with their own tent are Pyrrha and Oscar.” She winced. “Ah, and we don’t really have any more tents. Do you two want to stay in here? It could be perfectly comfortable! Really, like better than sleeping on the floor outside.” Ruby seemed to rush through her words, but not quite in her normal over-excited nature. She was anxious.

Joan could tell what was going on, but Cinder seemed to light up. “Don’t gotta tell me twice.” She began sprung up and seemed to already be scouting out her resting place for the night.

“You two can take my room, but if things are that bad, Pyrr and Oscar can bunk up. And they can take the extra-” Yang offered only to be cut off by her sister.

“No! We can’t- I- really, we can’t Oscar is…”

“I’m not particularly against it, but this really is an issue that should be left to Pyrrha.” Oscar’s mouth moved, but the second it stopped he seemed so scared. Joan knew something was up with the boy… but putting it together was… confusing to say the least; especially considering the foreign boy seemed so familiar. And he certainly seemed to know her.

“Not an issue, point us to the room and we’ll be out of your hair.” Cinder searched impatient. That seemed to worry Ruby more if her fidgeting was anything to go by.

“Ah, Yang, is there somewhere we can get a good shower? I feel like we’ve tracked enough gunk into your house already and-”

“Yup, Rube and I share one that conjoins our rooms. You can use my shampoo n’ stuff.” Yang offered politely.

“Yes, please, a shower.” Cinder huffed, her… everything growing ruder.

“Yeah, just down the hall and to the left, mine’s the one without the rose decals on the door.”

“Well, thanks everyone. Sorry for crashing everything. If- if you need us to get moving after-”

“We can talk about it tomorrow while we’re out.” Ruby answered slyly. Cinder was too busy marching off to shower and rest to notice, but Joan could tell Ruby just didn’t want to talk with Cinder around. She didn’t love it, but there were bigger fish to fry; particularly, making sure Cinder was alright.

“Cinder! Cinder! Cin-” Joan called after her in a hushed tone.

“What?!” Cinder hissed.

“Cinder, what’s-”

“I’m- I’m just tired. Alright?” Cinder sighed. “I’m… sorry.” She averted her eyes as if shameful of admitting she was short with everyone else.

“Ok. I- I know it is a lot.” Joan sighed and opened the door for Cinder.

“Quite the family.” Cinder sounded so conflicted.

“They are. And- I’m sorry not all of them are… excited about this. But, we knew that would be the case.”

Cinder gave no reaction, but Joan suspected she heard all the same.

“Shower together?”

“You want to shower with me?”

“If there’s room?”

“I suppose, if you’re that needy.” Cinder pouted.

“If you don’t want- I- I just figured that way we would both get to bed sooner and no one would be waking the other up when she slipped in and-”

“You expect us to sleep together?”

Joan’s heart sunk. Did Cinder really not- had her feelings changed? What happened? Was sleeping together her last night in the grimm castle an outlier or an one time thing. Joan could feel her heart begin to break.

“I- fuck- yes, please. I- I want us to.” Cinder grumbled. “I- I’m sorry. I just-” She seemed to grow pricklier with her discomfort.

“You’re scared.” Joan realized.

“Shut up!” Cinder huffed and began to toss off her clothes.

“Is- is your hand alright? How is the grimm?”

“Hungry. But we caught that pig on the way over here, and had more than enough for dinner. I can fight it off.”

“It is going to be ok.” Joan tried to offer.

“Yeah, whatever.” Cinder gruffed and began tearing off her clothes.

“I-” Joan’s jaw seemed to naturally grow slack as she watched Cinder unclasping her bra. “It’s gonna be- be…”

“Sure.” Cinder kicked her panties into a corner with the rest of her clothes. “We are showering, right?”

“I- Umm! Yeah! I should probably-” Joan flushed and tried to reach back for the zipper on her dress.

“I got it.” Cinder ushered for Joan to turn around.

“Oh, thanks!” Joan cheered and turned her back to Cinder. “I- but really, I know they are being a little cold now, but once they real- ohh…” Just as soon as Joan began to catch a rhythm, she could feel her bra release and Cinder’s hands slipping around her chest and under the loose cups. “Ohh~ wow- I-” Joan’s eyes crossed as Cinder proceed to grope her with a soft, human hand for either breast. “Woah, that’s nice.”

“Mhmm.” Cinder hummed right into Joan’s ear.

“I- but, like I was saying-” Cinder groaned into Joan’s ear and Joan felt her mind slow to a crawl. “I- I- I think- think everyone will warm up to you when they see how hap- haaanh~” Joan’s knees wobbled as Cinder’s right hand slipped down to her belly. Nails traced over her tummy and seemed to rile her need with painful efficiency.

“Is this not the type of shower you wanted?” Cinder fought to distract.

“I- huh- ahhn~!” Joan yelped as she felt Cinder’s nails dipped down to trace along where her thighs met her hips.

“Good girl.” Cinder’s two simple words left Joan almost forgetting anything she wished to say. “Come on my sweet slut. I want to see what you look like, water cascading over you as you’re cumming on my fingers.”

“Ohh… Cinder~ I- yes.” Joan’s weak, thirsty mind slugged along, allowing her to easily be led into the shower by Cinder.

Cinder turned the water on to heat up as she continued to tease around Joan’s new sex and strip her down completely.

“Woah, Cin~ that feels really-”

“I know.”

“N’- N’- I just know that eventually- eventually, Ruby and- and- ooohh~”

“Much better.” Cinder praised and ushered Joan into the shower.

“Oh brothers, you’re really…” Joan nearly fell against the wall of the shower. Its warm water rained down on her, running down over her breasts and dripping off her nipples in a taunting sensation. She still tried to think, to fight through the feeling of Cinder’s fingers massaging at either side of her new slit, but it was just so hard and things just felt soo good. Hopeless and yielding to her more primal desires, Joan pulled her hands up to grab and massage at her own chest. It felt nice. Not as nice as Cinder touching her there, but still phenomenal all the same. Desire and desperation quickly built in Joan. She needed more, she wished that Cinder would only be kind enough to finally slip a finger or two inside her, to decimate and destroy her.

“Good, good girl. Doing so well, aren’t you. So needy?”

Joan nodded and whined. She vaguely had the brain power to remind herself that she needed to talk to Cinder and comfort her, but that was fleeting and weak in the face of her desire. “Please~” Her cravings won out as Cinder’s thumb dipped down and touched lightly against something or against something that pressed on something and~ “Cin!!” Joan’s voice broke and she nearly sobbed with how the shock tore through her.

Cinder smirked; a face with more evil than Joan had ever seen on her, but somehow no malice. “Looks like Watts was good for something after all. He did a good job on this slutty pussy of yours.” She taunted and pressed around the spot she had hit earlier. It broke Joan down, left her resting against the shower’s wall and groping at her own tits with overwhelming desperation to finally feel-

“NOT!” Cinder’s hand snapped up to Joan’s chin. She took Joan with a familiar ferocity, but a hint of hesitation shining in her eye. “No- not so fast.” She calmed slightly. Her hand held Joan’s jaw tight and possessive as she leaned in, her other hand still massaging around Joan’s folds. Joan whimpered and whined, the slow tender touch pushing her right to where she thought she might be able to experience new rapture, but Cinder denied her of it. Leaning in, Cinder pressed her lips to Joan’s ear. “I may not own you anymore; captive or no, you are still MINE. My bad slut, my good whore, my desperate girl, my beautiful Joan. You are mine, and you would be smart not to dare cum without my permission.”

Joan opened her mouth and closed it, she tried to make words, but her voice babbled incoherently.

“That’s it. My good, dumb bumbling Beacon brat. Are you ready for me to show you the best part of everything being done?”

If Joan had been more together, she would have likely assured Cinder that the best part of it all was having all her friends see her as a her and being able to clearly be the woman she was, but Joan was far from together. All Joan could manage was a light groan and a nod. That seemed to be enough for Cinder.

The half maiden lowered her head with kisses along Joan’s neck, shoulder, then chest. She lingered and circled Joan’s left nipple till the poor woman was whining. All the while, her fingers still teased around Joan’s slit without touching it directly.

All at once, Cinder attacked. Her lips found Joan’s nipple, sucked gently- her fingers found Joan’s entrance and began slipping inside, parting her- a thumb pressed against something at the top of Joan’s new sex and-

Joan knew vaguely that she cried out, that she screamed her pleasure out as she came apart. She knew, but- but- but- Cinder didn’t stop, she just continued. Cinder’s lips sucked around Joan’s nipple and she felt like her soul was being sucked out in the most pleasurable way. Cinder’s fingers slipped in without much preamble and to Joan’s great pleasure. And that thumb, it finally moved down to actually touch at the nub rather than what seemed to cover it.

The poor innocent woman who had never done anything wrong in her life had long since collapsed, weak and broken from her girlfriend’s evil and vile abuse. Joan, dismantled part by part only to be held together by the stream of pleasure that was endless orgasms only stayed off the ground by the grace of Cinder pressing her to the wall. Long since, Joan stopped crying out with each climax. Her voice was hoarse and her world was only Cinder’s touch crossed with the way warm water soothed away her jitters. All she could manage in response to Cinder’s ministrations was a shutter here and there, a stray moan or gasp, and maybe a small choaking noise as air caught in her throat.

Eventually, Cinder took pity on her orgasm ruined girlfriend and laid her down in the tub. Joan could barely manage the strength to open her eyes, but she felt almost certain that Cinder had moved on to pleasuring herself and then to actually showering when soapy bubbly water began to run past her ears and down the drain. Joan couldn’t care less, she just knew the water cascading over her felt good and that she would never need another orgasm for the rest of her life.

In time, the water ran clean, but it didn’t stop. No, that was when Joan felt warm hands grace her flesh again. “You did so good. Such a good girl for waiting patiently for me to wash up. Your turn now.” Cinder assured.

“Haaahn~ oh- buh- gahd.” Joan mumbled as Cinder sat her up.

“Good girl.” Cinder praised and washed Joan down meticulously. Her hands were gentle and kind, more so than Joan had ever felt. It was so nice, and Joan wanted nothing more than to be held. Cinder’s hands were calloused but soft, her kisses and the warm water washed away all the dirt, all the grime, and maybe even all the fear that had accumulated since Joan last saw her friends.

When Cinder began to finish, and Joan was clean, Joan began to feel some solidity in her surroundings again. No longer was the room spinning, no longer did the waves of dopamine crash deafeningly on her body. She certainly still basked in the pleasure Cinder gave her, but she was coherent again.

“There. Ready for bed?” Cinder asked, Joan somehow already wrapped in a towel.

“Mhmm… good… cummed so good.”

“Yes, yes you did, you poor bimbo.” Cinder patted Joan’s head.

Joan moaned weakly at the touch.

“Bedtime now.”

“Mhmm… but… need to…” Exhaustion began to settle in for Joan. The orgasms taking their tool on her energy. “To… resure- Cndr- It gonna be kay.” With eyes half lidded, Joan felt herself being escorted out of the bathroom and towards a fluffy bed. “Gonna be kay… friends nice. Warm. Famil-” She collapsed into the bed.

“I am sure they are. To you. We will see if it extends to me.” Cinder sighed and tucked Joan into the bed.

“Mhmm…”

“We will see.” Cinder sighed and slipped in next to Joan before she wrapped the woman up in her arms. There was no way she was about to let her girl go uncuddled, not after all that.

End of Chapter 31