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A loud squeal filled the air, making those in the cafeteria of Beacon Academy look around startled, before they realized that it was Joan Arc, the titled ‘Light of Beacon’ (and many other names that she didn’t know about, both tame and outright obscene in nature), looking starry eyed at a large package that was on the table.
Some went back to their lunches, while those that were more smitten with her (the majority of the school) watched as she began to open the wrapped box.
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“What’s that, Joan?” Ruby asked, seeing her (and many other people’s) crush staring at the box before her, giving Blake, Velvet, and Neon sympathetic looks out of the corner of her eyes. All were wincing from how loud Joan just was. Though the silver eyed girl believed that none of them would mind if Joan made that sound for other reasons…like say, being eaten out into a squirting mess, being face down and biting into a pillow while being fucked, or on her back, with her feet by her ears as she was plowed down into the bedding in an intense mating press.
The silver eyed girl pressed her hands on her lap so her erection didn’t rip through her leggings…again. Twice in one week was bad enough, she didn’t need a third pair to go the way of ‘Joan’, something that all futa called clothes that ended up having to be destroyed or thrown away due to them being ruined due to things that happened due to seeing Joan in certain ways.
“My family sent a gift package!” Joan’s enthusiasm was incredibly infectious, although the heavenly and outright damning bouncing her chest was doing (even while restrained) was causing a great deal of pain to everyone with a cock…though they’d never try and make Joan stop the visual marvel.
They watched as Joan opened the gift, and her happiness only seemed to grow, making a visible glow surround her as she began pulling things out.
Some of them were simple. Christmas cards, some small holiday themed gifts like a snowglobe, several stockings, and a large (and Ruby did mean large, even by her own sweet tooth’s standards) assortment of treats, ranging from cookies to brownies to cupcakes to muffins to fudge to cake, which the blonde immediately began to share with the table, each of them getting some of the treats.
“Oh, a present from Auntie Cyn!” she chirped, making the whole table (her team, Joan’s team, Velvet, Emerald, Cinder, Neo, Melanie and Miltiades, May, Coco, Neon, Reese, and Arslan) all freeze, their eyes going wide as Joan opened it. They all knew, in one way or another, just who Joan’s “Auntie Cyn” was.
It was no secret that all of them owned at least one movie (though really, who owned only one of Shirona Star’s films?) from her incredible roster of “Adult Entertainment” films, and even beyond that, some of her more…publicly acceptable movies as well. They knew that Joan owned all of the movies that her aunt starred in already (all wanted to ask, but never got the lady balls to, if that included all of her adult films, even the upcoming ones. They knew that Cynthia/Shirona doted on her youngest niece) and liked watching them to relax or when she had a rough day.
The gift was larger than a Scroll Chip Case, so they weren’t sure what it was, but considering Joan’s bouncing only got more excited…well, one could forgive that libido was taking over rational thought.
The sound of tearing paper filled the air, and Joan squealed again (the faunus at the table more prepared this time, thankfully) as she looked at it. “Oh, auntie’s newest action movie!” she held it up, showing that it was indeed, the movie that critics had been raving about, Last Guardian, a movie about a woman who was the ‘last guardian’ (roll credits) of a supernatural power that many coveted. “And all the cast signed things for me!”
Yang scowled a bit, feeling jealousy over that, but even she couldn’t be too upset at the pure joy that was on Joan’s face.
“Oh wow…Auntie sent me a big candy cane! Hot Chocolate flavored, too!” Joan whispered with wide eyes, pulling out a truly massive confection out of the box. It was the length of her forearm and as thick as her wrist (Pyrrha and Cinder blushed brightly as they both glanced down, their minds immediately visualizing their shafts in her delicate hands), wrapped in thin cellophane.
…which was immediately pulled off by an overly eager Joan, who brought the treat to her mouth and licked it, making the entire table choke on what they were eating (May whimpered, and everyone felt the sentiment) as they watched that pink tongue slowly slide up the stalk of candy, until it reached the tip, where it flicked back and forth along it.
A whimper filled the ears of all watching. None of them knew who had made the sound, as they were all hyper focused on the pink tongue moving along the thick candy cane, humming and making little mewling noises, before-
A chorus of dull rips as leggings and panties gave, followed by thunks of cocks hitting the underside of the cafeteria table filled the air as Joan wrapped her full, plump lips around the tip of the candy cane and sucking it into her mouth, taking it into her oral cavern with the greatest of ease, a soft slurp being heard by all at the table.
A weak mewl came from one of them, none could tell who, as well as dull splats as someone lost control over themselves and painted the underside of the tabletop. None blamed whoever it was, as they were all drooling precum all over the floor from watching the erotic, innocently obscene act as Joan practically performed fellatio on the sugary confection, their hormones going haywire as she worked to devour the sweet treat.
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Reese and Arslan watched in morbid fascination as their shared crush licked and sucked on the candy treat that her aunt had sent, both of them desperately wishing that it was their cocks that she was bestowing such fervent worship on.
Reese felt her nipples perk underneath her hoodie, her braless tits rubbing against the thin material of her undershirt, her pierced nipples attempting to poke through her top. She could feel how tense that her partner was as well, feeling small splashes of precum hitting her lower legs from how hard Arslan’s cock was spurting out the sticky fluid. It was very fortunate that she hadn’t popped off like the Malachite Sisters had; both of them were shaking in their seats as they stared with wide eyes and blushing cheeks.
She knew that Arslan wasn’t much better off, having been unable to get any sort of relief the past couple of days due to her training and their homework taking up a lot of her spare time. She hadn’t either, besides a quick tug the previous morning, which felt forever ago at this point, and her lemon sized balls were aching with need to be get release.
From the tense look on her face, she could tell that Arslan’s swollen softballs needed some emptying too.
Seeing Glynda Goodwitch making her way over to the table, her eyes focused on Joan and how she was deepthroating her fucking candy cane at this point, and made her move.
Reaching out, she snagged the stocking that had been forgotten among the pile of items on the table and grabbed Arslan’s hand, pulling her out of her seat and along the way, knowing that Arslan didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of their crush, she pulled her out of the cafeteria while the Deputy Headmistress spoke with Joan.
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“...Miss Arc…while I understand that you are enjoying your…confection, please do so less vigorously…” Glynda was keeping the blush from overtaking her cheeks by willpower alone, and using her semblance to keep her hard cock from being seen by the student body as she pleaded with her niece to stop giving her candy cane a blowjob in front of them all, without using such words of course.
She barely noticed the pair of Miss Chloris and Miss Altan rushing out, carrying their things…not that they could truly be blamed for that, since Joan still had the candy between her plump lips, gently sucking on it as she looked at her with those wide, innocent eyes.
She (and a great many others watching) shuddered as Joan slowly pulled the confection out of her mouth with a pop, licking her plump lips (making her cock throb hard, precum leaking down her inner leg) which were swollen from how vigorously she had been enjoying the candy. “What do you mean, Professor?”
And god, if that sweet voice didn’t make Glynda twitch in her silk panties! It also did not help the way she called her ‘Professor’, merely adding fuel to the fire that was bubbling in her belly at the moment.
How to phrase this so her innocent niece wasn't tainted? Ah, yes. “It’s rather…distracting, to others trying to eat…so maybe save it for later? You don’t want to make yourself sick, after all.” she hoped that Joan would listen to reason, it was becoming rather difficult to keep the Janitorial Staff calm due to how much cum they were having to clean up.
Joan hummed, before nodding (much to her relief) and rewrapping her candy, before beginning to gather the rest of the gifts. Joan blinked. “Hey…the stocking I made you when I was younger is gone!” she gasped, looking through the items swiftly. “Does anyone see it!?”
Glynda’s mind went back to seeing the exchange students rushing off, and remembered seeing something softer clutched in Miss Chloris’s hand. “I think one of your classmates accidentally grabbed it when they left. Don’t worry, Miss Arc, I will go and retrieve it. You prepare for your next class.” it would also give her the chance to allow her erection to fade a bit.
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Reese and Arslan both crashed into a ‘Study Dorm’, kissing one another fiercely, groaning as they kicked the door shut behind them, immediately dropping their books and beginning to tear at each other’s clothes, leaving each other naked.
Both were fully aroused, nipples and cocks hard, hidden pussies drooling their cum down their thighs, their tongues tangling against one another as their cocks rubbed against one another and smeared precum against their bodies.
“W-Why does she do this to us?” Arslan groaned, her cock throbbing hard as she ground against Reese’s cock. Her green haired partner huffed as they fell to the bed, rubbing against one another.
“Ah~! She…she doesn’t do it on purpose, Ars~!” Reese mewled as she felt her partner’s (in practically everything) heavy balls rub against her own, “But…I managed to snag this~!” she lifted the stocking that had come down their way on the table, seeing Arslan’s eyes widen as she wagged it back and forth.
“We can use this, wash it, then return it to Joan~ No one has to know~” Reese knew that she had her partner from the hard throb of her cock against her, and the spurt of precum that splattered against her upper stomach.
Slipping it over their shafts, both moaned at the softness, at the pure taboo of using their crush’s Christmas Stocking as a masturbation aid, beginning to grind their cocks against each other, both of them panting as pleasure filled them and they leaked precum, staining the pale red (almost a pink in shade) fabric with their precum.
“Ah~! Th-think of it, Ars~!” Reese panted as she and her mocha skinned partner ground against one another, their grinding getting more and more slick with every move that they made, “J-Joan here…between us? Being fucked by our cocks? That…that squeal that she made at the table? Think of it happening because of us? How it would feel to have her holes clench down around out cocks.” Reese’s voice was breathless, watching as her partner’s eyes rolled up in their sockets, feeling her tense underneath her as she rolled on to of her and took control of the grinding. “Imagine her screaming in pleasure as we fuck her, make her ours!” she growled as she pushed herself against her partner, feeling the lioness faunus purr at the thought.
Both were at the brink, their balls churning and rubbing against one another, their cocks hard, twitching, and leaking profusely, the stocking stained a much darker color from their precum, their breasts bouncing as the reached their ends-
“AAAAAHHHHHH~♥️♥️♥️!! JOOOOAAAAAANNNNN~!!” both cried out as they erupted, their cocks spraying out their thick, backed up cum as their balls pulsed, ejecting the contents that they had been holding back for so long, soaking and saturating the inside of the stocking that they were misusing, their cum pooling inside and smearing all over their cocks, pushing outwards over their balls and onto their bodies, both panting loudly as they came down from their orgasms, the pair kissing languidly and allowing themselves to lower themselves from their orgasm.
“Ahem.”
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Glynda couldn’t help but feel a bit of dark amusement through the fury that filled her as she watched both Reese and Arslan come out of their afterglow, eyes wide with terror as they snapped up, showing off the stocking, her stocking that Joan had made for her when she was a child, stained with their cum, fall from their suddenly shrunken cocks and land on the floor with a wet splat.
She immediately grabbed their balls with her semblance, squeezing lightly. “While I understand that my niece’s antics are a problem for a futa’s libido, I do not abide by thievery in order to slake it…especially when the item in question is a Christmas Stocking that she made for me when she was younger.” she saw their eyes widen in a mix of panic and pain as she explained why she was angry and from her squeezing.
“You must be punished. Considering the time of year, there is a certain ballet that Joan loved watching during this time of year when she was a child…its called ‘The Nutcracker’. I’m sure you’ve heard of it?” she watched them stare at her with horror as she increased the pressure on their testicles. She knew that this might be somewhat…cruel, but they had taken something that wasn’t theirs, misused a study dorm, and used said purloined item, a gift from Joan to her no less, to sate their libido, so she considered this punishment ‘light’.
POP! POP! POP! POP! Spurts of cum shot from their cocks and splattered onto the floor as both young adults croaked in pain, unable to gather the strength to even scream, falling back onto the bed as they shook in pain, their cocks shooting out the last of the cum their bodies would be able to produce…until they healed up.
“Report to me after classes for detention.” Glynda said, using her semblance to pick up her cum sodden stocking. Luckily enough (having had to clean a great many cum soaked socks in her lifetime due to Cynthia), she felt that she could save it if she cleaned it quickly enough. “If you aren’t there, I will assume that I need to reinforce the lesson about stealing…”
Leaving the unconscious pair on the bed, Glynda left the room to clean her stocking and let her niece know that she found it.
Then, after she dealt with their detention tonight, she could enjoy spending some time with her niece and god niece…maybe her niece’s team as well.
It was the season of giving, after all~!