Author's Note – Hey there! Just wanted to start off by saying that this is the first smut, let alone fan-fic I have ever written. So I apologize in advance for any grammar/spelling errors. That being said, I feel like I have some fun/naughty ideas that I want to share with you ;)
This story takes place about 5 years after the end of chapter 5. All characters who are alive at that time will most likely be in this story unless noted (read chapter 1). That being said, since I am not Miles or Kerry, and do not know the end of the show, in this story for the sake of brevity, Salem and her minions were defeated within these 5 years. Initially, two of the main characters of this story will be Whitley Schnee and a faunas OC. I hope you enjoy, the first chapter will be mostly set up for what is to come. While this first chapter does not answer everything, I do intend on answering some of the finer details of Whitley's past in further chapters. (At least how I like to interpret them). I do apologize that this chapter is a bit slow…. But a story has to start somewhere (no smut chapter 1) J.
Slowly but surely, the other business men left the conference room. Whitley let out a long sigh, collapsing to his chair at the head of the table. It has been quite a long year. He thought to himself. This past year, the now peaceful White Fang led by Miss Belladonna has gained popularity within Atlas, General Ironwood has gone missing, and most recently, Jaqcues Schnee has passed away.
Since his father's passing, Whitley has been swamped with inheriting the Schnee Dust Corporation. This entailed hours of board meetings, meeting suppliers, as well as taking care of the estate. For once in his life, Whitley appreciated all the rigorous and strict tutelage of his father. Whitley briskly walked towards his Fath- His office to get ready for the next meeting. While Whitley respected his father's cunning business tactics, he actually looking forward to taking over the company. All the years, all the pain, all the sucking up to his dad is finally paying off. He thought. One step at a time.
Whitley learned from his father how to be ruthless and detached. Yet unlike Jacques using it against the Faunus, smaller companies, and generally any one the elder Schnee felt was a threat to his name, Whitley had other intentions. The first step, well the next step all depended on this next meeting. He entered his office, still quite unchanged from when it was his Father's. Quickly checking himself in the mirror, At least I am still presentable this late in the day. Wearing a light gray suit, paired with a white button downed shirt. To complete his ensemble, a tie and pocket square folded neatly in the pocket of the jacket, both a light blue to match his eyes. She was right about the blue, I think it does make me a bit more approachable. Smiling to himself, he sat back into the large leather chair, pulling himself up to the massive rustic pine desk.
*Knock Knock*
Standing and bracing himself as he approached the door, He spoke "Please come in."
"Thank you."
The door opens, revealing two figures. One is his secretary, Tryst. The other would be, if all things go well, would be a guest of honor soon. Blake Belladonna walks calmly and silently into the room, giving a slight smile and nod to Tryst. She is wearing a white coat which has been buttoned up due to the cold winters of Atlas, and a pair of jet-black pants. Her hair flowing freely behind her, with her cat ears on display. Gambol Shroud rests on her back, though has been covered and locked, due to both of their positions.
"Ah Ms. Belladonna, thank you so much for coming today, please have a seat." Whitley said smiling, motioning to the snow white chairs and sofa at the front of the office.
Blake replied "Thank you, Mr. Schnee." while sitting into a chair opposite of where Whitley stood. Slowly gazing over the entire room, Blake could tell not much had passed since that bas-older Schnee had passed away. "My condolences on your father's passing, that was two week ago correct?" She managed to get out.
"Yes, two weeks ago to the day. And thank you, I appreciate the sentiment, even though we both know you were quite happy to see him pass?" Whitley quickly responded, offering a gentle tone. Blake slightly raised an eyebrow, nodded and waited for Whitley to take charge. Sensing this, Whitley stated "Well, I am sure you are wondering exactly why I asked for this meeting, and went through so much trouble to arrange it?"
"Yes, the Schnee plane landing in Menagerie turned quite a few heads, including mine." Blake surmised.
"I figured as much. Well, to cut more to the point, I called you here Ms. Belladonna for two reasons. One relating to your position as head of the White Fang and leader of the Faunus Rights Movement. The other is actually to call upon your skills as a huntress." Whitely said, trying to see any reaction in the woman across from him. However, it seems due to her year as leader of the White Fang and many years training as a huntress, she could hide her emotions. "Why don't we start with the White Fang first. In the past, the White Fang and the Schnee Dust Corporation have been violent adversaries. In more recent times, it has become a bit more peaceful, but undoubtedly still hostile attitudes within both parties. This has been due to a couple main factors. My Father, as well as the general outlook upon Faunus within the higher classes in Atlas are the ones to be mainly blamed." At this, Blake did betray a bit of surprise hearing this from a Schnee, well at least a male Schnee. "The previous iteration of the White Fang, both under Sienna Khan and Adam Taurus met this blatant cruelty with violence, costing both sides many lives. "
Whitley paused to drink from his cup, as well as his words to settle in. He learned from his Father, that when discussing important things, to pause occasionally, so the other party can either ask questions, or to let the words sink in. Blake shows no signs of doing either. "Though now, I am quite optimistic about our two organization's relationship. The White Fang under you Ms. Belladonna are both peaceful and reserved. This has resulted in many people in Atlas to change their mind about the Faunus, for good reason. As to why I am optimistic, I am not my Father's son. That is to say while I did study under him, work for him, and tolerate him. I have intentions to change this company for the better." Finished with speaking, Whitley studied the Faunus before him. She seemed doubtful, for the obvious reasons.
"Now I don't expect you to just believe me, we are both to smart and wise to make that assumption. I have just come from a meeting with the board of the company." Handing over a file to Ms. Belladonna, Whitley continues "What you see here is the first of many adjustments I will be making to the company. In that document, you will see the initial pay increase for all Faunus employees, as well as a schedule to steadily increase these earnings until they are over what our non-Faunus employees are making. This will be handled on a case by case system, until each Faunus receives as much as they should have given our normal pay. In addition to this, all of our working conditions are going under inspection this month to ensure a safe environment for all." Whitley once again sipped his coffee to let Blake look over the document.
Blake skimmed the document once, twice, even a third time. Her eyes and ears were all saying the same thing, but still not registering in her mind. "Excuse me if I don't leap up in joy, but we have been promised these things before, to an extent. Though as you know, the general public respond to seeing answers and response. While this is a step in the right direction, I am hesitant to agree with anything with you until I see progress."
"Oh, you misunderstood me. You do not need to agree to anything. I will not be asking for your support or any favors from you. I wanted to let you know out of goodwill that these steps are being taken. There is no sort of payment or favor that I require." Whitley quickly responded, wanting to make sure that Blake knew he expected nor wanted anything from her, on this topic.
"Really? Just all of this, flying me here, asking for a one on one meeting, just to let me know that you supposedly have these improvements already approved?" Blake questioned. This all seems too good to be true, there has to be a catch. There always is with this company, and more specifically with this family.
"Well… This is not the only reason I called you here. Though, that is all of the business that I had with the White Fang. The other reason, as I stated earlier, is to call upon you as a huntress." Whitely responded. 'Moment of truth, most of this plan hinges on if she says yes or no to this.' Whitley thought.
With this, Blake sat back and raised her one of her eyebrows. "Well, I am listening. I will admit I am quite curious to what need you have of me, the leader of the White Fang, as a huntress. I am sure you have many hunters and huntresses on call with your payroll, no offense." She remarked.
"None taken" Whitley smirked. "You are not wrong. I could call a good number of hunters and huntresses. Though, none fit the job description quite like you. The mission, if you chose to accept, would a bodyguard mission. Escorting two V.I.P.'s from Atlas to Beacon Academy in Vale. Due to the nature of the trip, and many stops, air travel once within Vale will not be an option."
"Okay… but why me? Who are the two people I would have to escort?" Blake inquired, still of unsure the role she was supposed to play in this mission.
"The two people would actually be myself… and my fiancé." Whitley replied.
Blake sat there for a moment in silence. Her thoughts raced. So it's some sort of stunt then? Wait… Ive never heard that he was engaged, when did that happen? Why has a huge story not been made about it?
"Pardon me for asking, but you are engaged? The new head of the Schnee Dust Corporation getting engaged would be quite a story. I am a bit unconvinced to be frank." She responded.
"Fair enough." Whitley said. He walked over to his desk, pressing down the pager button on it. "Tryst, could you please let her know that she can come in now." He walked towards the door while saying "Our engagement was kept quite secret actually. We have been engaged now four months and two weeks to the day. Not many people knew, especially my father, as I do not think he would have agreed to it."
"Ah, well it can't be as bad as you say, as long as it's not some low-life Faunus as your father would put it I am sure you would have been able to convince him" Blake jokingly replied. However, with only a slight smile given by Whitley she paused. Wait… is Whitley Schnee engaged to a Faunus? No… that can't be right. After hearing everything from Weiss, he was supposed to be just as cruel as her father.
Whitley opens the door, letting in his fiancé. Blake quickly surveyed the woman. She was tall 5'10, maybe 5'11''. Long red hair, pulled back into a single ponytail draped over her shoulder. She entered smiling, her amber eyes darting around the room, settling in on Blake.
"Ah, you must be Ms. Belladonna, it is a pleasure to meet you." She says, while giving a curtsy to the leader of the White Fang. She is wearing a buttoned up black winter coat. Over it, she had a thick, snow white scarf draped around her neck, falling over the coat. "Sorry about the dress, I know I am a bit under-dressed for this meeting. I just came from a day of work." She said smiling. After giving Whitley a quick peck on the cheek, she approached the sofa. She takes off both the coat and scarf, revealing a dirtied shirt and jeans underneath. Besides the dirtied appearance, Blake noted that she was extremely attractive. Sleek and slender features in her face with a kind smile. As for her body, the tight fitting shirt revealed much, her body was well maintained. Being a huntress, Blake has become used to making snap judgments about people's ability. Blake could tell the fiancé took care of her body, most likely working out daily. Her amble sized breasts were a tad larger than Blake's.
As she sat down, Blake saw it, her Faunus trait. Behind her, a beautifully groomed, red and black furred tail. From knowing so many Faunus, Blake guessed it was most likely a fox tail. She sat there, in stunned silence. Now extremely curious to see exactly how, when, and why this unlikely duo have gotten engaged.
Whitley shut the door, sat down next to his fiancé, and spoke "Well Ms. Belladonna, this is my fiancé, Amber."
/* End of Chapter Notes*/
Hope you have enjoyed it so far! Please any feedback would be encouraged as I am quite new to this. I know it is quite a different take on Whitley, but Hopefully, I will be able to write in a way that you come around to how I have thought about his actions thus far in the season. That being said, I am not sure exactly when there will be smut, but my best guess initially would be in two or three chapters. Besides that, I am not sure exactly how long this story will be, but definitely have a few key points that I want to hit.