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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      RWBY
  Relationship:
      Jaune_Arc/Cinder_Fall
  Character:
      Jaune_Arc, Cinder_Fall
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Detention
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-01 Words: 7155
****** Professor Fall ******
by AverageFiction
Summary
     The one teacher no student dares to cross at the prestigious Beacon
     Academy High School goes by the name of Cinder Fall. So when Jaune
     Arc gets caught passing notes during her class, she's not inclined to
     let him off lightly. But perhaps the reprimanding she gives him after
     the bell won't be as severe as he thought? (CinderxJaune, High School
     AU)
            “I’ll be fine.”
            Jaune silently mouthed those words along with a reassuring smile to
the redhead standing in the doorway who was looking back at him with concerned,
green eyes. Apparently though, the sight of his smile was enough to convince
her and she flashed him one in return before taking her leave. Almost as soon
as Pyrrha had disappeared from his sight however, Jaune’s expression faltered
and was replaced by the uneasy anxiety that he’d been preoccupied with for the
last half hour; that’d been about how long it had been at least since he had
gotten caught red-handed.
            He hadn’t even been doing anything other than sitting there at his
desk and paying attention to the lecture that was being given, when suddenly he
felt something being poked softly into his back. When he turned to look over
his shoulder at the classmate who was sat behind him, he saw Velvet timidly
extending a folded-up piece of paper towards him with one hand while the other
one pointed to her left; which Jaune followed all the way to the corner of the
room where Neptune was seated and giving him a wink to indicate that he indeed
was the note’s sender.
            In a hurry the blonde accepted the message that had been relayed by
the shy Faunus girl and returned his gaze back towards the front of the
classroom. To his great relief, it didn’t appear as though their professor had
noticed anything amiss towards the back where he was seated; Jaune couldn’t
help but let out a comforted sigh at this. If there was any single teacher at
Beacon Academy that every last student knew you did not want to piss off, it
was the one who was currently giving a lecture to him and the rest of his class
on political science and history – Miss Cinder Fall.
            She had only been on staff at the academy for three years, but over
that period of time she had developed a reputation as perhaps the most
intimidating professor in the entire school. She demanded obedience and respect
from her students, and in turn she would treat them with just as much respect
and patience while trying to afford them the best education possible. If she
felt however that one of her students was failing to show her the proper amount
of respect, she was oftentimes ruthless in how she went about punishing them
for it. Jaune had seen this firsthand too; just earlier this semester his
friend Sun had been goofing off during one of her lectures and she’d caught him
doing so, resulting in a ten-page paper being assigned to him on what role
governments play in both the protection and the erosion of civil liberties for
both humans and Faunus.
            Needless to say that from that point on, Sun was on his best
behavior during Miss Fall’s lectures.
             Keeping that in mind though, Jaune was aware that just because
he’d managed to receive the note from Neptune without arousing her suspicion,
that didn’t mean he was out of the woods just yet. Obviously his blue-haired
pal expected a response, so Jaune now had to read whatever it was that had been
dispatched to him and put together a reply to send back, all without alerting
Professor Fall…great. Swallowing down his nerves, he just hoped that the
contents of this note were important enough to risk incurring their teacher’s
wrath over; considering the source however, Jaune was skeptical of that being
the case. As he unfolded it in his lap and peered down to read it, his doubts
were proven to be justified.
 
“Marry/Fuck/Kill
    * Professor Goodwitch
    * Professor Branwen
    * Professor Fall
P.S. – Don’t get caught with this. I’ll claim ignorance.”
 
            At that moment Jaune wished so badly that he could just crumple up
the scrap of paper and hurtle it at Neptune’s head like a baseball, wondering
what could have possibly possessed him to ask something like this that could
have easily waited another thirty minutes until lunch. Unfortunately, Jaune
ended up being so dumbfounded by the sheer ridiculousness of it that as he
stared down at the words on the paper, he failed to notice the clicking of
heels moving across the tiled floor of the classroom towards him; not until
they stopped directly at his desk and he looked up just in time to see
Professor Fall’s terrifying smirk.
            “I think I’ll be taking that, Mr. Arc.” She said in such an amiable
tone that sent a chill down Jaune’s spine. He was momentarily frozen, but after
regaining his motor skills he hastily attempted to get rid of the note by
tearing it into pieces. There was absolutely no way that he could let Miss Fall
see what was written on there and what kind of discussion she had become one of
the subjects of, though it’s not like it was any secret either that she was not
only among the most intimidating teachers at the academy, but also one of the
hottest in the eyes of the male student body.
            Alas, when Jaune tried to rip the paper apart he fumbled it in his
panic, and it slipped right out of his grasp and right into the awaiting palm
of Miss Fall, who had anticipated such a reaction from him and was planning on
intervening before he could destroy the note beyond legibility. His mortified
blue eyes briefly locked with her indomitable amber ones before she shifted her
gaze to what was written upon the note that she had just confiscated from him,
and the silence that ensued whilst she did felt utterly deafening to Jaune’s
ears as they burned red from embarrassment.
            “Mr. Arc…I’d like to have a word with you after class, if you don’t
mind.” She told him, making it seem as if he had some sort of say in the
matter, and all while maintaining that innocent little smirk on her lips
painted with that deadly, dark red shade of lipstick.
            “Y-Yes…yes ma’am.” Jaune replied so meekly that his voice was
barely more than a whisper. There was no chance of him being able to get out of
this one; not when the evidence had literally been taken directly out of his
hands by the one person who had the power to have him hang for it. He could
feel the knot tightening in his stomach as he sat there trying to keep his
composure while in his head he was running through all of the myriad
possibilities that Miss Fall could come up with to discipline him for this. And
what if she called his parents? He could explain that the note had only been
given to him by a friend, sure, but wouldn’t he still have been at fault for
going along with it?
            A countless number of worries and thoughts such as these
preoccupied the hapless teenager for the remaining half hour of class until the
bell finally rang to signal the end of the period and the beginning of lunch; a
small salvation for many but for Jaune it being the beginning of the end.
            “It seems that will be all for today; remember to finish your
assignments and have them on my desk first thing next class. Oh and don’t
forget, Mr. Arc, I’d like you to stay after the bell…I promise, I’ll try not to
take up too much of your valuable time.” The raven-haired professor’s words
sounded so innocuous, yet there was no doubt in neither Jaune’s nor anyone
else’s mind that they were all too ominous. Of course, there’s no way that
Jaune could have possibly forgotten such a thing, which is why he remained
seated there in dejected defeat at his desk while all of his classmates were
gathering their things and heading out of the classroom. He picked his head up
just in time to spot Neptune glancing back towards him, though when they made
eye contact the other boy hastily averted his gaze and filed out into the
hallway along with everyone else.
            Well, almost everyone else.
            “Umm…do you want me to wait up for you?” The voice came from
directly behind Jaune’s shoulder, yet he had been completely oblivious to its
owner getting within such close proximity; so distracted had he been by the
fears of what was to come when he was alone with Professor Fall. Somehow his
nerves were almost immediately put at ease however when he spun around and
found Pyrrha standing there with a friendly smile that conveyed such warmth; it
was something that Jaune could always count on when he needed it, much like the
redhead herself. Truly, she had become his closest friend at Beacon.
            “No, you go on ahead! I’ll catch up with you and everyone else in a
little bit.” He replied putting on his best smile back for her, though he had
to admit it was made easier to do so just from Pyrrha’s calming influence and
presence.
            “Are you sure? I really don’t mind waiting for you, and I’m sure
that the others would understand.” She questioned, and Jaune couldn’t help but
chuckle as once again Pyrrha’s instinctive response was to put the concerns of
others ahead of herself. There was no need for her to dawdle around outside the
classroom all on her lonesome while he was getting excoriated, yet she seemed
almost eager to do so simply out of kindness.
            Well, perhaps there was a little more to it than just kindness, but
it’s not as if Jaune was perceptive enough to realize that yet – much to
Pyrrha’s chagrin.
            “I’m sure. Besides, I’m probably going to need a bit of time to
recover once I get out of here, and the last thing I’d want is for you to see
me while I’m still shell-shocked.” Jaune maintained his position and Pyrrha
recognized that she wasn’t going to be able to change his mind.
            “My apologies, Miss Nikos, but if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to
speak with Mr. Arc privately please.” The voice of Miss Fall cut through the
air of the classroom like a dagger, and both of the teenagers returned their
eyes to the strikingly imposing figure of their teacher as she stood by her
desk with a placid smile curled upon her red lips that sent another chill down
Jaune’s spine.
            “Sorry! Of course you would, Professor.” Pyrrha replied
apologetically as she slung her bag over shoulder and made her own way towards
the door which led out into a corridor that was gradually thinning out as
students headed either towards the cafeteria or towards their next class.
Still, she could not help but pause in the doorway and spare one last look back
at her crush as her sat there alone, her green eyes showing their concern and
worry, which Jaune found to be his responsibility to put at ease.
            “I’ll be fine.”
            He mouthed those words and watched as Pyrrha nodded in
understanding, and then as she exited out into the hall to depart for the
cafeteria and meet up with the rest of their group for lunch. Oh how dearly
Jaune wished that she could have remained by his side though so that he could
have borrowed from her immense pool of strength and her ironclad resolve,
feeling at the moment like a wilting flower as he listened to the sharp clacks
of Miss Fall’s black stiletto heels and watched as she deliberately walked
towards the door and pulled it shut. Now, he was trapped.
            “Mr. Arc…I must say, I find myself very disappointed in your
behavior today.” Miss Fall began as she now started to take the same
consciously paced steps towards Jaune’s desk, her voice laced with the sort of
passive-aggressive condescension that she seemed to have a mastery of employing
on a daily basis. “To be so disrespectful to one of your teachers…it isn’t the
kind of thing that I would expect from you.” She continued while letting her
fingertip slide across the surface of every unoccupied desk to her right, until
she arrived at the second to last row and was standing in the aisle right next
to where the rattled blonde boy was seated.
            “I…I know ma’am, and I’m…I’m really sorry about that note! But I
wasn’t the one who wrote it! I…I only just had opened it when y-you walked up
and spotted it.” Jaune shakily stammered in an effort to defend himself by
explaining his predicament, hoping to at least lessen the severity of the
punishment that he’d be saddled with. He wanted to look up and see if Miss Fall
seemed sympathetic to his situation, but he was having difficulty at the moment
even making eye contact with her thanks to his anxiety.
            “Of course, Mr. Arc, I am aware of the circumstances surrounding
this little misbehavior of yours. Actually, it leads in quite nicely to the
first question that I have for you…who exactly did you receive this note from?”
Cinder asked him smirking as she watched her pupil squirm uncomfortably at the
prospect of being made to rat out one of his friends.
            “I…I don’t really know if I should…if I should say, ma’am.” He
answered, not wanting to sell out Neptune, even if it was his own stupid fault
that he was in trouble to begin with.
            “Oh come now Mr. Arc, you would merely be verifying my already
existing suspicions. I know my students, and I have a fairly good hunch that it
could only be one out of a certain select few.” Cinder leaned up against the
desk to the left of Jaune’s and crossed one of her exceptionally long legs over
the other, so much of them being shown off thanks to the shortness of the
pleated, black skirt she was wearing. “So…who was it? Mr. Vasilias? Mr.
Wukong?...Miss Xiao Long?”
            “I…I’m sorry ma’am…I really can’t tell you.” Jaune sighed as he
knew that withholding this information from his professor wouldn’t do him any
favors when it came to leniency, but finding himself unable to snitch on one of
his friends like that regardless of the circumstances. For her part, Cinder was
hardly surprised by her student’s reticence. If it had been just about anyone
else, she was sure she could come up with some way to grease their lips and get
a name out of them, but there was a certain something about Jaune’s willpower
that she had to admit was commendable.
            This only further confirmed to her that he would make for the
perfect toy to play with.
            “Very well, Mr. Arc; I understand your lack of desire to betray the
confidence of a friend like that. For that, I suppose I cannot fault you.
However…that does mean that the consequences for this will fall solely upon
your shoulders. Are you sure that you’re fine with that?” Cinder asked,
supposedly to give Jaune one final chance to cough up someone to share in his
penance with, but the vixenish educator truthfully using the query to set him
up for the “punishment” which awaits him.
            “Y-Yes ma’am…I am. I’ll take responsibility for it.” The blonde-
haired teen’s response came with a certain amount of apprehension to it, yet
there was no wavering in his resoluteness when it came to absorbing the blame.
After giving his final answer, he lifted his head up to see his teacher push
off of the desk she had been leaning against adjacent to his own, only to
instead now settle in by leaning her tall and slender frame upon the edge of
his own desk, seating herself upon the flat, wooden surface somewhat and
causing the hem of her skirt to ride up and reveal even more of her shapely
thighs.
            “That’s very noble of you Jaune…but I still have another question
to ask of you.” Cinder informed him with a devilish grin worn on her crimson
lips while he was now reeling from hearing her address him with such
informality, something so out of the ordinary for her. “Who would you pick?”
She asked it and the words hung in the air like the blade of a guillotine above
Jaune’s neck.
            “Miss Fall…you…you can’t possibly mean…I mean…”
            “Oh, I do mean exactly what you think I mean.” Cinder interrupted
to cut short Jaune’s panicked stammering as she now watched the boy take a deep
gulp. “I have to admit my curiosity has gotten the better of me. So if you
could have it your way, which one of us would you kill, which one of us would
you marry…and which one of us would you fuck?”
            As soon as Cinder finished saying that last expletive, Jaune felt
as if all of the moisture had just left his body. His throat was bone dry, and
he couldn’t even muster any droplets of sweat despite his overwhelming
discomfort as he sat there staring up at his professor dumbstruck.
            “I…I…”
            “I understand it’s a bit unusual for me to ask you something so
intimate…but try not to think of me as your professor right now. Think of me
more as…as you would any other female classmate of yours here at the Academy.”
Jaune wasn’t exactly sure that would help any; trying to view Miss Fall the
same way that he viewed someone like Nora or Pyrrha was only serving to make
his head hurt. “I assure you though, I won’t use anything that you say against
you, and I won’t be offended by the decision that you make. All I want from you
is honesty Jaune…and then I’ll determine what to do with you from there.” Jaune
also wondered why she had to make everything sound so intimidating, even when
it seemed like she was actually trying to be nice for once.
            “If…if I answer the q-question…th-th-then…does that mean you’ll l-
let me leave??” By this point he was willing to do pretty much whatever it
would take in order to be granted an escape from this classroom and the fear-
inspiring presence of his twisted professor, but the casual shrug that Cinder
gave in response wasn’t exactly enough to convince him that this would be a
smart thing to do. The problem that Jaune saw was that he didn’t exactly have
any better options available to him, and that whether he liked it or not (he
definitely did not) the best possible outcome for him likely involved going
along with whatever Cinder told him to do.
            He wasn’t sure if he was about to be incredibly brave, incredibly
stupid, or a little bit of both.
            “Well…in that case…I, uhh, I think I would h-have to…k-kill
Professor Branwen…marry…Professor Goodwitch…and…that means I…I
would…havetohavesexwithyou.” Jaune forced the words to come out from his mouth,
just barely managing to squeak the last bit out in a nearly unintelligible
jumble but Cinder understanding him just fine nonetheless.
            “Really? I’m flattered Jaune, and impressed. I was ready to assume
that you’d try to take the safest route out of this by saying that you’d marry
me, but you were honest with your answer.” She was without a doubt extremely
satisfied with getting this specific answer from the nearly trembling blonde
boy, as it made the rest of her plan so much easier to execute from here.
Before Jaune could even react, Cinder had swung one of her sensuous legs over
him and promptly had seated herself in his lap. “And I’ve always believed that
honesty should be rewarded.” Her words were so coated in lust that it was
practically dripping from them as they left her mouth and traveled into Jaune’s
ears which now burned red along with the rest of his face, his jaw hanging open
but no sound being able to come out as he had nothing prepared for what to do
when your smoking hot but absolutely terrifying teacher decides to straddle you
in your chair.
            “Why so nervous? I told you already, don’t think of me as your
teacher right now; I’m just like any other girl at this academy. Would you be
so uptight right now if I was Miss Nikos?” Cinder’s question came with the
flash of an amused smirk that made Jaune shiver in the seat that he was now
stuck in as long as the raven-haired seductress held her place on his lap. Even
under these circumstances, he just couldn’t bring himself to forcibly remove
her; plus he wasn’t entirely sure that he could make his arms work right now if
he tried – or any part of his body for that matter. “Well…” Cinder reconsidered
exactly whom she had chosen, though that did not stop her progress as she took
her time undoing the buttons on her paralyzed student’s vest since Jaune had
already draped his jacket over the back of the chair earlier during class,
“…perhaps that was a poor example.” She finished at the same time that she
stripped the vest off of him, now with just his dress shirt and tie protecting
him above the waist. Cinder found herself hating just how many layers she was
being forced to work through here.
            “P-Professor Fall!! I…I don’t think this is a good idea! So…please!
I would v-very much appreciate it if…you…” Jaune finally managed to regain the
ability to use his voice only to be met with one of Cinder’s long and delicate
fingers pressed gently upon his lips, compelling him to trail off while being
shushed by the sexy, older temptress. So distracted was he by the physical
contact and the intensity of her amber eyes gazing into his that he didn’t even
realize that with her other hand she had successfully undone his tie; not until
she pulled it from around his collar and with one fluid motion wrapped it
around the back of his neck and shoulders to draw him in towards her, pushing
her hips forward whilst doing so to grind against him so that beneath her skirt
his dress slacks scraped against the thin fabric of her panties.
            “You really ought to relax Jaune. I imagine that most boys your age
would be thrilled to be in your position right now. Don’t you think that you
should be just a little more appreciative??” Cinder’s voice was so hot and
husky as it came out from her mouth that it made Jaune feel as though he were
about to melt into a puddle right there on the spot. Oh Dust, why was he
getting so foolishly aroused?? I mean, he knew why he was getting so worked up,
but it was happening against his will…wasn’t it? He was well aware of all of
the potential consequences that he’d be facing if he was to be caught in such a
compromising position with his gorgeous professor…but maybe the risk was
actually worth the reward?? Could he really be talking himself into going along
with this?
            Jaune did not get a chance to explore that line of thought any
further. He didn’t get the chance to explore any lines of thought any further,
as his mind went completely blank when he suddenly felt his teacher’s lips
merge with his own.
            After the initial shock wore off, it didn’t take long for the
hormonally amped seventeen year-old boy to immerse himself in the kiss, closing
his eyes contentedly and allowing his arms to embrace Cinder’s slim body
against his own moderately toned frame. He hadn’t actually kissed another girl
since he was in middle school, but he hadn’t forgotten just how wonderful the
sensation of it was – even still, he didn’t remember it being quite this good
before. Cinder’s lips, painted in that alluring crimson shade, felt so
impeccably soft that he was afraid to bite down upon her bottom lip like he
wanted to do so badly; even with as gentle as his nibbling would be.
            Those concerns didn’t linger for long however, as it was only a
matter of time before Jaune felt the tip of his teacher’s tongue sliding along
his lips, and even he knew that this was the universal gesture for requesting
permission to make a kiss even deeper. This was a request that Jaune approved
of without hesitation, and he parted his mouth open to give Cinder the access
that she desired. Now both of their tongues were engaged in a slow and
deliberate duel with one another, each trying to get a feel for the other’s
movements and rhythms while exploring the new mouths that they found themselves
in. All the while, Cinder had been continuing to grind herself deeply into her
pupil’s groin region; the result being a prominent bulge which was now jutting
up against the constricting polyester of his black suit pants that neither of
them could continue to ignore.
            “We don’t have much time…” It was bittersweet to have to break away
from the make-out session that the two of them had both been enjoying so much,
but Cinder knew that the longer she kept Jaune here, the more likely it’d be
that someone would come looking for him. The last thing that she needed was for
Pyrrha Nikos to come knocking on her classroom door trying to see if her Prince
Charming was alright. That’s why she got straight to work taking apart Jaune’s
belt so that she could set free what it was helping to keep in captivity within
what remained of his uniform.
            “Ohhh…Professor Fall…I can’t believe this is actually happening.
But…aren’t you worried that you could get in…well…a lot of trouble for this??”
It wasn’t a particularly wise question to ask of her, Cinder thought, as she
went about undoing the buttons of the awestruck teenager’s trousers. Of course
she knew what could happen if they did get caught like this, but what if she
hadn’t fully thought it through? Why give her any reason to second guess
herself? Although perhaps that kind of naiveté was what attracted her to Jaune
in the first place; something about corrupting his innocence just tasted so
sweet on her tongue.
            “Are you worried, Jaune? It’s okay if you are, we don’t have to
continue.” There was no real concern for this possibility in Cinder’s lilted
voice, and she knew there was virtually no risk of him actually wanting to stop
now that things had progressed as far as they had between them. “Although I
can’t guarantee that an opportunity such as this will ever present itself to
you a second time.” She added that for good measure while curling her fingers
around the elastic waistband of his underwear now that his fly was fully open,
and Jaune shuddered at the feeling of her being in direct contact with his
tender pelvic area down there. Just as she presumed, he shook his head from
side-to-side to gesture that he very much did not wish to stop these intimate
proceedings.
            “N-No…I…I want to go a-all the way with you, Miss Fall. I…I’ve
never actually had sex before…so…having my first time with…with you…it’s the
type of thing I could only ever dream about.” Jaune told her earnestly; a rosy
blush coloring his cheeks out of mild embarrassment from the belief that
someone as icy and intimidating as Cinder could be would probably find that to
be laughable. In fact it was quite the opposite though, as Cinder thought it to
be rather endearing and cute. She knew now that for Jaune this wasn’t just
about satisfying a sexual craving, but it was also a way of validating his own
self-worth and capability when it came to relationships with the fairer sex.
That’s why she felt obliged to softly place one of her palms upon the side of
his face and caress him as her amber pools locked with his shining blue.
            “In that case…allow me to make sure this lives up to all of your
greatest expectations.” With that Cinder tightened her grip upon Jaune’s boxers
and tugged them down along with his pants, at last granting freedom to his
manhood which now stood fully erect and pointing up towards the ceiling of the
classroom, twitching sporadically and reveling in the feeling of the older
woman’s fingers as they wrapped themselves around the base of his shaft.
Jaune’s head of messy, blonde hair tilted back and he let out a gasping moan of
pleasure as he felt those same fingers slowly making their way up his full
length before working back down again, being softly stroked by Cinder to get a
feel for his size as well as getting him properly warmed up for what was to
come. In her estimation, Jaune was probably in possession of a touch over seven
inches from base to tip, which was enough to suitably impress her. It wasn’t
anything spectacular, but it was certainly well above-average; especially for a
boy his age.
            “Ohhhh…Professor…that…aahhh…feels incredible. You…you’re the only
other person who’s ever…touched it like that.” The soft moans were music to
Cinder’s ears as Jaune made sure to let her know just how immensely he was
enjoying her treatment; as if his body wasn’t doing enough talking for him with
the way he incessantly throbbed in her hand and how his hips writhed trying to
match the rhythm her vertical motions.
            “I guess that means this will be a day of many firsts for you then,
won’t it?” She replied with a playful smirk before standing up on her stilted
high heels, reaching up underneath her short, pleated, black skirt in order to
push aside the front of her panties so that as she sat back down she could
slide Jaune right into her. “Don’t worry…I’ll take it nice and slow for you.”
She felt the need to reassure him some when she looked down and saw how wide
his oceanic eyes had gotten, his nervous eagerness prominently showing as he
sat there at his desk watching his starkly beautiful teacher gradually descend
back down into his lap. He took in his breath when he watched his member
disappear beneath Cinder’s partially hiked up skirt, and then he proceeded to
let it all out in a whine of unbridled physical delight when he felt the tip of
his head come into contact with her entrance.
            Jaune was overwhelmed by the heat radiating from it and just how
wet she felt to the touch; it was one thing to know biologically what happens
when a woman gets aroused, but something entirely different to actually
experience those conditions firsthand he now knew. He had to bite down on his
own lip just to stop himself from wanting to cry out too loudly while having to
suffer through Cinder’s teasing preparation, sliding her damp and quivering
slit against his pudgy head multiple times to coax her second set of lips to
open up for him; and when they did they were ready to eat.
            Instinctively, Cinder placed one of her hands over Jaune’s mouth in
what ultimately was a very provident move, as almost no sooner was her palm
covering his lips than was he letting out a loud groan of bliss that thankfully
was muffled harmlessly into her hand. She kept it there and allowed him to make
as much noise as he pleased, figuring it would be near impossible to keep him
quiet as she slid further and further down his length, enveloping him inch by
inch within the confines of her private oasis while she did her own moaning
which she managed to keep more restrained than her no-longer-virginal student.
            “Mmmm that’s it…how does it feel having me all around you? How does
it feel getting to know the most intimate part of my body?” She asked once
Jaune had finally started to adjust enough to the bone-rattling sensation of
being inside of a woman to be able to regain control of what was coming out of
his mouth, the entirety of his cock now being lodged within her as she sat back
down on his thighs and made quick work of the buttons fastening his dress shirt
together.
            “Ooohhh Miss Fall…ohhhh…so amazing…more amazing than anything I
ever could have imagined!” How could he give any other answer besides that?
This was it. This was the pinnacle, and he was certain that no matter how long
he lived, he would never again feel this much pleasure coursing through his
whole body from head to toe like he was right now. The way that his lecherous
professor was now massaging his bared chest and shoulders with both hands only
added to his confidence in making that assertion in his mind.
            “I was hoping you’d say something like that…mmmm and the best part
is that we’ve only just gotten started.” Cinder scraped her finely manicured
nails down the flesh of Jaune’s pecs as she began to rock her hips back and
forth, grinding upon him while he was now fully immersed within her and making
the both of them let out their moans of shared pleasure as his member slid up
against her slick walls. “Ohh…I need you to fuck me Jaune. I’m going to start
riding you now…and I want you to grab my hips and every time I come down…mmm
you’re going to thrust up into me. Think you can handle that?”
            Jaune could only manage an excited nod through the noises that he
was making in response to the overpowering stimulation that he was receiving,
but he did as he was instructed and found his way to the sides of his
professor’s hips with his hands riding up underneath her skirt. His fingers
could feel the lace of her underwear as well as the softness of her upper
thighs, and it made him wish so badly to just reach around and grab onto
Cinder’s ass for dear life; but he was able to restrain himself and stick to
what he’d been told to do as he felt her lean, sexy body starting to elevate.
Cinder’s own hands were now upon Jaune’s shoulders since they made for such an
easy base to push herself off from, allowing her to rise just a few inches off
of the teenage boy’s lap so that nearly his entire shaft slid out from her
pussy, only to get sheathed right back inside as she lowered herself back down.
            It took a few repetitions of this before Jaune finally got the
timing down, but once he did their bodies were working in near perfect
synchronization with one another; his hips thrusting upwards each and every
time that she would be dropping back down into his lap. The result of this was
Jaune being able to reach even deeper into Cinder’s sweltering depths and
creating a more fulfilling experience for both of them as they panted and
lamented in mutual ecstasy, these being the only sounds to be heard in the
otherwise deserted classroom that would soon once again be filled with students
that Cinder would have to try to teach after this.
            “Aaahhh…ooohhhhh Miss Fall! I…I don’t know how long…I’m going to be
able to take all this! Mmmm…it…it is my first time after all…and you feel
so…so, so good!! I’m…I just…my dick is going crazy inside you right now!” Jaune
practically shouted out in his writhing bliss as he started to struggle against
the machinations of his young body and the inexperience that went along with
it. He by no means wanted this to come to an end anytime soon, but he knew that
he wasn’t going to get much of a say in the matter with the way he could feel
his freshly sexually baptized cock pulsating so heavily and frequently inside
of Cinder’s wonderfully tight core.
            “Mmmm don’t worry about it Jaune…I’m on the pill and I don’t
believe I have to worry about contracting anything unseemly from you…so we can
go right ahead and keep at it like this until you can’t take anymore of it.”
Cinder’s reply made Jaune’s blue eyes go wide with the disbelief that he was
just given permission to nut inside of his devilishly beautiful and lascivious
teacher without even having a condom on; he only now even remembered the one
his dad gave him to keep in his wallet “in case of emergency” as he put it.
            “Ohhh…ohhh Dust, Miss Fall!! You…you’re the greatest teacher I’ve
ever had!!” Cinder had to laugh just a bit at that; she was certain that no
student had ever said such a thing about her before. Then again, she had never
granted any of her other students the pleasure of having her straddling and
riding them at their desk like she was doing with Jaune. And now that she was
aware that he was feeling close to his breaking point, she began to speed up
the tempo at which she bounced up and down upon his mast to help push him
towards the finish line as best she could. Her posterior smacked into his
thighs repeatedly and his fingers dug deeply into the flesh of her hips and
thighs while he also gritted his teeth, trying everything in his power to hold
out for every last second that he possibly could. Jaune could only keep it up
for so long though, and inevitably his body was pushed past its limits.
            “Aaaaahhh!!! Miss Fall!!…I…I’m…I’m cumming!!” Jaune had felt it a
countless number of times before, but the difference between when he
masturbated and what this felt like was about the same he guessed as the
difference in taste between cheap beer and fine champagne. Almost every muscle
in his frame seized up simultaneously as he hit his orgasmic peak and started
spewing his virile semen into the awaiting repository that was Cinder’s soaking
wet pussy, the feeling of being filled up by the normally awkward and hapless
schoolboy driving her mad with horny lust and prompting her to reach down to
her nether region so that she could rub furiously at her clit and finish
herself off too.
            “Mmmmm fuck!! Me too!!” She exclaimed as she threw back her long
mane of jet black hair and arched her back to quite an intense degree, her own
juices now spilling out and washing over Jaune’s staff that was still entirely
stuffed inside of her and shooting out thick bolts of sperm which mixed
together with Cinder’s fresh wave of cum. Then, merely seconds later, it came
to a finish almost as quickly as it had commenced. Both of them had emitted all
of the fluids that had been building up within them, and for the next minute or
so they remained in their positions just trying to catch their breath with
Jaune slumped down in his chair and Cinder leaning tiredly against him. Perhaps
unsurprisingly it was her who stirred first, giving Jaune a pleasant little
nibble on the ear for a job well done.
            “Mmmmm…you should be proud of yourself today, Mr. Arc. That
certainly was every bit as enjoyable as I was hoping it would be.” She told him
truthfully as she started to stand herself up from off his lap, hearing the wet
squelch of his deflating manhood as it exited from her vagina that she tried to
wipe clean before pulling her panties back into their proper position covering
it. A few pats to smooth out her skirt followed, and just like that you never
even would have been able to tell that the raven-haired vixen of a
schoolteacher had just had one of her own students balls-deep inside her.
            “R-Really Miss Fall?? Oohhh…that’s…that’s great. I’m
really…really…really happy that I…could make you feel…ohhhh…so good.” Jaune did
his best to respond while coming down from what felt like the top of the world
as he sat there still exposing himself, Cinder coming along with a tissue from
her desk that he could use to clean himself up a bit before pulling his boxers
and pants back up.
            “You did quite well for your first time. With experience and your
natural endowments, I’m sure you’ll grow into quite the talented partner in due
time. You’re going to make plenty of girls just as satisfied as you made me
today.” She was expressing her sincere beliefs too when she said this to him
with a light smirk on her lips. Of course, she supposed that the number of
girls all depended on just how long it was going to take before Miss Nikos
finally found the courage to express her own feelings to the yellow-headed
sixteen year-old.
            “Well…I really hope you’re right, professor.” Jaune was unable to
keep the smile off of his face as he stood up from his seat at last and started
putting the rest of his uniform back on. Internally, he was debating over
whether or not he should ask if this was just a one-time thing or if there was
even a remote possibility that Cinder could be interested in doing this with
him again, but ultimately he decided not to push his luck by doing so. Besides,
he figured that if she wanted to have sex with him again, she wouldn’t exactly
be waiting on an invitation from him to make it happen. “I guess I’ll go ahead
and get to lunch now; Pyrrha and the others are probably still waiting on me to
show up.” Gathering his things, he started making his way towards the door
while Cinder returned to her seat behind her desk at the front of the room. He
was just a few feet away from exiting when she gave him one last departing
piece of advice.
            “Oh one last thing, Mr. Arc. I’m sure that this goes without
saying, but just let me be crystal clear on the matter…if you say even one word
of this to anybody, I’ll personally see to it that your school life becomes a
living nightmare.” The words were so coolly and calmly delivered that it gave
Jaune a chill and put just the right amount of fear back into him, which was of
course what Cinder had intended. If he had walked out of here wearing that
goofy yet endearing smile and with a newfound spring in his step, people would
question why he wasn’t distraught over the disciplinary assignment given to
him.
            After all, she had a reputation to maintain.
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