After a long day of training, spent acting as a training dummy for Yang and Blake, Jaune had finally allowed himself a break in his room.
The whole time he had done nothing but block the attacks of the front line and follow the rapid movements of the faunus, and the result was nothing but an endless series of muscle and joint pains.
He really needed a shower to loosen up a bit and let go of what the day still had to offer.
A relaxed sigh escaped his half-closed lips, lost in the soft steam rising from the boiling shower.
Once he was done, he dried himself off and walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped tightly around his waist. Pyrrha and the others were busy studying for the next exam, so he could take the opportunity to enjoy the lightness of only having to carry his naked body.
He was relaxed, perhaps too relaxed.
He only had to close his eyes to fall into a deep sleep, forgetting where he was and his... particular condition.
Happy only to rest in pleasant silence.
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Goofy Sleepy Jaune
FanfictionPoor Jaune Arc managed to find a moment to relax after a grueling training session with Yang and Blake. However, a long series of events will lead him into his wet dream, or perhaps ... a nightmare.