Instinctive Desires

"Bad cosplaying, an overnight "study" session, and burritos. What could go wrong?"

“Laranja, remind me why you’re doing this again.”, Aernin clutched his butterfly net tightly.

“I’m helping her as a friend,” Laranja cracked his fingers, “She must learn the pleasure of what we’re about to do to her!”

“You’re making me regret coming along with you.”, Aernin gave a sideways glance his team leader, “Why not get one of the girls to come with you instead of me?”

Laranja slapped his hand over Aernin’s mouth and whispered, “She’s coming. I can hear her breath....”

“I am now worried about that ‘healthy adolescent sex-drive’ you were telling me about.”, Aernin said through Laranja’s hand.

“Shut up and follow the plan on my mark. 3... 2... 1...”, Aran set their plan into motion

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Yuki was enjoying a cheerful day, she came back from Professor Port’s class after she had to fight a small Nevermore in class, and done with only half the room being destroyed in the process. She played with her ears with one hand and squished her burrito plushie with her other hand. She strode back to her room, looking forward to the homework-free night. Unfortunately, that homework free night was about to be interrupted by Laranja and his (somewhat unwilling) partner, Aernin.

“BONZAI!”, Laranja shouted, using his semblance to pin Yuki against the wall. Yuki yelped as she was suddenly unable to move and saw a mencing butterfly net coming at her.

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“Uhh.... Aran...”, Aernin had caught Yuki in his net but realized, “This net is wwaaayyy too small.”

Laranja noted his net only went to a confused Yuki’s shoulders. In all honesty, Aran should have prepared better for this level. He went into a state of deep thought as Yuki yelled, “Oi! What the hell is going on?”

“Laranja’s ‘healthy adolescent sex-drive’ apparently”, Aernin responded emotionlessly.

“Eh? I’m not into that kind of stuff! I still want to be married!”, Yuki cried.

Laranja hit both of them on the head, “Its not like that, and besides Yuki, its for your own good.” Before ending his sentence, Laranja slapped both Yuki and Aernin with duct tape over their mouths.

Aernin glared at Laranja, “What was that for?”, as Yuki struggled more.

Laranja pulled a burlap bag from somewhere and pulled it over Yuki, who was still squirming even in the bag. He then dived into a nearby cleaning closet and searched furiously.

“Laranja, how are we going to carr- for the love of Dust....”, Aernin just pulled the tape off his mouth and saw his partner-in-crime holding a long broom, rope and two funny headdresses.

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“I’m thinking Nemo is right about you.”, Aernin walked down the hall, ignoring strange looks from everyone around him.

“How?”, Laranja followed Aernin, also ignoring glares from everyone else.

“Who else would dress up as native americans and act like they just killed a deer?”, Aernin pointed at their feathery headwear, and the violently squirming, poorly painted deer being tied to a broomstick (Laranja found a few buckets of paint in the back). Of course Yuki was in in the poorly painted sack on the stick. Aernin thought they must have looked like bad Thanksgiving cosplayers.

After a long and mildly embarrassing walk back to the team dorm, the two chucked their feathers into a corner and shook Yuki out of the bag. She looked a bit shaken and possibly nauseous. Laranja and Aernin proceeded to get a chair, a blindfold and several longer bits of rope and duct tape.

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Several minutes later, Yuki was attached to the chair and blindfolded, wondering what was going on. “Soooo, Hiken no Yuki...”, Laranja slowly paced around the chair, “tell m-”

“YOU WILL NEVER BREAK ME!”, Yuki shouted at the top of her lungs. Aernin stared at Larnaja, who stared back.

“MY HEART WILL REMAIN PURE!”, Yuki yelled once again.

Laranja sighed, ignoring Aernin and got out a plate of burritos. Yuki must have been hypersensitive to burritos since when the first whiff of burrito goodness went into the air, her ear stood straight out and sniffed the air for its source. “Burrito?”, she asked optimistically, changing her mood.

“Yes, burritos.”, Laranja stood behind her and took out a text book, “I’ve been told by certain peoples that you haven’t been keeping up with your studies...”

“Lies...”, Yuki muttered.

“...So I’m going to help you. We will play a game, I will say a question and you will have to answer. Get the question right, you will get a burrito, if not then, you will find yourself short of a piece of clothing each time.”

“Eh, so we’re playing a punishment game?”, Yuki’s expression changed once more, “I’m not a bad student, I’ll beat your stupid game and feast on my lovelys!”

Laranja ran closed the shades as Aernin saw himself out to the library with the door being locked behind him. After laying out the book on his bed and saying, “Fine then lass, tonight is going to be a long night.”

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SOME HOURS LATER

“S-Stop is torture.... I’m begging you...”, Yuki panted heavily, stripped to nothing but her underwear, gasping, “Eh...Please... this is too much.... T-This... is too... much...”

She squirmed in her bonds and appeared to be crying a little, “I-I-I can’t take this anymore...”

A few moments of silence and quiet weeping was broken by Yuki’s cries, “OI! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! I-I WANT ONE INSIDE OF ME, NAO!

Laranja was on his bed, looking mildly smug, “Sorry but you haven’t gotten any of the Modern History questions right.” He picked up a mug of coffee and took a sip, flipping through some more pages of “A Contemporary Study of Remnant”.

“PLEASE!”, Yuki shook her chair and said, “I want my burritos!”, before silencing herself and continued to pant.

He looked down at some pages talking about some old guy who made some new change to Dust refining for about five minutes when he noticed something. Yuki’s panting was getting heavier and heavier and she was blushing more than Ruby’s cape. And then, she broke her restraints and Aran realized what he did.

“Laranja~”, Yuki said in a sing-song way, pulling a bit of her remaining clothes in a questionable direction, “How about I give you a little test?~”

Laranja looked mildly worried, “Um.... what?”.

Then it hit him, Do faunus go into heat like their animal counterparts?, he thought to himself. Before he knew it, Yuki’s speed increased by tenfold as suddenly the dorm’s doors and windows were barricaded and his clothes were suddenly flung across the room until he was like Yuki, in nothing but his boxers. Aran gluped as Yuki shouted in full blush, “BONZAI!”. It was going to be a long night.

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NEXT MORNING

“Yo, commander,” Rihou bounced besides Laranja, “Why did you keep us out last night?”

“He was helping someone study.”, Aernin quickly said.

Laranja was in no mood to talk, he look (and felt) like a zombie. He couldn’t believe the stamina Yuki had and was glad that Nemophila wasn’t a faunus. As the team rounded a corner into Professor Oobleck’s room, Yuki came into view. There was a noticeable spring in her step as she smiled and greeted them saying, “Oi! Thanks for the help last night Aran, the test should be easy!”

Laranja planted his face down on the table first thing, he had once stayed up for three days straight play games and it wasn’t as tiring as last night. When the test was passed out by their professor drinking his questionable coffee, he scribbled down random stuff and handed it, knowing that the answer to “Who signed the peace treaty that ended it all out war between humans and the faunus population” wasn’t Nemophila’s favorite singer, “Bantonio Anderez”. Yuki on the other hand knew that she would have done well on what was otherwise her worst subject. Until she got the same grade as a zombie-Laranja. “Aran! You have to help me study more!”, she cried on him, twitching her ears after class.

Laranja just groaned as the rest of his team gave some very questionable looks and wondered if they should go crash in a different dorm.