Chapter 4: Tainted White

A/N: Disclaimer: Monty Oum and Roosterteeth owns this. Need I say more?

Edit: Yeah, sorry. Writer friend and some feedback really wanted me to add more story, so the new chapter is the one before this. Also going to note when the lemon and smut are going to happen.

Here's a new character meeting Weiss. Neptune and Sun are going to appear later, but the upcoming guys they need to fight will cause so much shit, it'll really give a twist to everyone's balls.

One stupendous fucking idea I had is that Weiss and Blake wanted people to accept them for who they are. Makes me wonder if they're going to relate this with the current boys in the hood (meaning I do like Sun and Neptune, despite what is being done to their lovers). Just keep this in mind while reading the story.

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"I'm telling you, this guy is 100% legit. He's not that bad of a person."

"Weiss, you're an idiot. You still can't tell when someone is trying to get inside your pants?"

The snowy girl rolled her eyes while she sat at a red booth inside a mahogany restaurant. It was a fancy one too with the lights and decorations filling the place with many bright colors. The interesting view is that she was one of the few people there as it was the middle of the day, when everyone should be at work or school.

"You should be here helping us out while you're ahead of the class, not using it as an excuse to play hooky."

"Yang, shut the hell up and let me be happy for once," said Weiss into the Scroll next to her ear. She had a hand run through her white, pristine clothes to make sure she looked okay for her upcoming guest.

"Shut the hell up? Does he also say that or were you too busy hanging out with the cool kids?" And by cool, the blondie was using the idea to put down her teammate.

The idea didn't feel right with Weiss. "Is that all you want to do? Just keep blathering away at me like Professor Porkster? You sound just as dull too and he doesn't even care if I'm there after the first day of school."

Snow White smiled when she heard Yang try to hold back a giggle at her nickname for the teacher. "The only classes I need to watch out for are Goodwitch's and Oobleck's. If I attend only those two and get the assignments from our Scrolls, then I'm free to do whatever I want." She did a triumphant 'humph' to prove her point.

"Yeah, that plan is the reason why we stopped asking where you were going. Fine, but...can you still trust an older guy? I mean, there's got to be guys at school who can fit the bill bett-."

"Ooh, he's here. Got to go Yang and keep telling Ruby I'm just out to do extra credit, bye!"

The exited Weiss turned off her Scroll and shoved it into her pocket. Sitting tall, she smiled as a moderate man around his mid-twenties walked over. He had on a stylish gray suit only fit for those in higher society.

"Hey, Weiss."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sodoman." The girl bowed to the older man as he sat down and rubbed a hand through his short hair and chin trimmed nicely and colored in white.

"Weiss, aren't we past the point where you can call me by my first name?"

The girl felt nervous. "Oh, uh, is that alright? It's only been a while."

"Sure, three weeks, but isn't that enough? We've had fun times, didn't we? It all started when we met the night you were walking alone on the streets."

Weiss did remember and it was a fairytale romance. It was one of those days when she wanted to be alone, yet hoped someone would join her. However, everyone believed it was all a part of her daily routine, so they didn't address it.

During her stroll, she didn't notice a hanging pipe fall and almost hit her on the head. Before the contact, a hand grabbed her and pulled her away to safety at the last second.

One pair of blue eyes met red ones. Later involved an exchange of thanks that led to more conversations about the high and daily life coming from different experiences. After that was history, a story of when Weiss met the entrepreneur, Blac Sodoman.

Every moment they spent together was wonderful for the heiress. She was always treated like a princess, taken to grand restaurants and sightseeing in parts of Vale she had never known. Plus, the man's impressive amount of knowledge had her feel insignificant from time to time. Weiss didn't mind this because Blac was also humble, something she hardly saw amongst those of her age group. Jaune's macho act was definitely at the top of her list.

"So where should we go today? You have curfew at 9, right?"

"Oh, don't worry about that." The girl waved one hand in the air as if to shoo off the issue. "I have my classmates looking out for me and my Semblance lets me get back without detection. That's what I've been doing whenever the time goes a bit over."

"Really?" whistled Blac. "That is ingenious. Maybe we should try that with the next trip on the jet."

"Jet?"

"Skydiving, dear. Remember? I said we could do that whenever you'd like."

"That would be delightful!" The girl saw her milkshake arrive and took a deep sip from the straw. She felt embarrassed from making a noise louder than her partner taking a quiet sip from the white china cup full of coffee.

Blac noticed this and sighed, "Is there something wrong?"

"What?! No, it's just…um." Weiss had a finger tap against her drink's glass. She felt guilt prickle her heart after seeing her older attendant sadly look at his drink's brown reflection.

"I get it, I'm just another guy you'll play with until you're bored. Only an experiment before taking it to a more suitable person. If it's better for you, I can introduce you to a suitable person."

"No, that isn't it!" Weiss realized too late she slammed her hands on the table. She slowly slid down her seat as eyes wandered over to see what the commotion was about.

"It was just a joke Weiss, a simple no would have been nice," said the surprised Blac. "Now you have me worried, dearest. Did my sense of comedy throw off the mood of our date?"

"Never, it's just… my friends have been on my case about what's between us. They just don't see that you're different. At least, the only one who knows about us doesn't see it." The white heiress frowned as she took a sip from her straw, no longer caring how much noise it made thanks to the more embarrassing one from earlier.

"Well, it's good to know that our current affair is focused on each other. After all, you're the current apple of my eye and whatever anyone tells me regarding you will never change that."

The words weren't strong, but it still made the girl feel appreciated. "So…we're here now. What are we going to do?"

"What was that, dearest?" Blac sounded surprised.

"I'm asking if…if there's anything you would like to do for once." Weiss gulped as she had a thought on what would happen if she asked this. The other males of various ages would imply, even directly say they wanted to make her a full-fledged woman back in her homeland.

"Hm, interesting. I thought the jet was today's choice, but I guess we can always go to an empty concert stage here."

The man took out his wallet to leave a small pile of lien on the table. "Yeah, I'd like to listen to that ethereal aria of yours. In my entire life, I never believed anything could heal this weary soul of mine." Blac got up to stand near his date and offer her a hand. "That last part may be more of my fault. Achieving much can result in losing more friends than gaining any."

Right now, Weiss felt happy to hear praise for an innate talent, but sad to again hear the man admit he was lonely. He did everything only few in society can do, but it left him almost nothing in the end. It might have been for a similar reason why she chose to be a Huntress rather than a full-time heiress of her parent's company.

Taking the hand, the girl said, "You know, you don't have to feel alone anymore. I'm here, remember?"

"Of course, but the doubt your friends created has made it… difficult when we can't surpass the next step together."

"Then…uh." Weiss's heart beat faster, making her lightly sweat from the ridiculous idea she learned from the adults at her family's business meetings.

"W-we can…can take a different course. Maybe s-something a…ahead of-." She stopped when her lips met something soft. She realized she was being kissed by the man taking one step forward, yet a few behind the one she had in mind.

She panicked because they were doing this in public. When hands pulled her body in, she closed her eyes and decided everyone could mind their own business and let her enjoy this.

Once done, she pulled back while panting and gasping for air. "Th-that was…nice."

"Nice?" asked the unfazed Blac. "So this wasn't the step or is 'nice' the only thing you want?"

Having enough of what she realized was teasing, Weiss grabbed the man's hand and dragged him outside onto the almost empty streets. There, she whispered into the man's ear to tell him what she wanted without announcing it to the world.

A ride in the sports car and a few minutes later, Weiss found herself in a motel room. Although this wasn't where she wanted to go, she had no choice as she had to use the toilet because something caused her body's system to lose control.

"It must have been that damn milkshake," she whispered, more out of embarrassment when she remembered her meek request made to Blac. And thanks to whatever made her empty her stomach, she wasted a precious hour that could have been spent at the luxurious yacht.

When finally done with the toilet, Weiss came out of the restroom to see a topless Blac sitting on the worn-down bed. The light from the nearby shoddy window shined on the muscles of his light body. She felt her heart melt at the sight of the man looking so mature especially as he was reading an old-fashioned book in hand.

The one admired saw his admirer and put down his reading onto a nearby nightstand. "Hey Weiss, are you ready?"

"Ready? To do what?"

"Do it. We don't have time, so why not do it here?"

Weiss looked around to see the unimpressive features of the brown and red single room. "Really? Here? We can't save it for a better place?"

"We can, but there's not a better time than this. If you back out now, then you might never regain the courage that had you ask me to be your first."

Biting her lip, the white princess took a peek at the Scroll in her pocket. Its light was blinking, telling her that several messages were sent her way. Whatever was happening over at Beacon wasn't good since anyone there would never send her a message unless it was that urgent.

"Weiss, look over there then at me."

The girl listened to see the nightstand's full top have two marble glasses and a black wine bottle. She gasped as she had her eyes scan the label and loudly read, "Royal White?"

"Wine drunk since the first war against the Grimm. It's actually one of the five that exists in this world." Blac looked at the other with sad eyes. "It was going to start us off. I guess it was a waste of time to think we were ready."

Weiss stiffened when she heard the small bits of bitterness. No matter how kind her date has been to her, she could see there's a limit as she gave nothing of equal value. After some thought, she took out her Scroll and turned it to silent. She didn't even bother reading it when she placed it into the pocket of the jacket that was hanging on her arm.

"I'm ready."

"Hm? What was that, dear?" Blac looked over his shoulder to see the heiress dropping her jacket and taking off her skirt. He chuckled to see his soon-to-be bedded slip off her white dress to reveal a full set of black, lacy underwear. The dark color beautifully contrasted with the skin as white as virgin snow.

"Were those for this occasion or are you always prepared?"

"I'm always prepared. It's just…you never know, right?"

Lemon Start

"Of course, my unmatched dearest. But for the record, your figure would have been more than enough for me." Blac was already near the younger before dipping his head down to kiss. When returned, he reached around his lover's back to unclasp the small black bra. The piece fell to show apple-shaped breasts with nipples hardening from the room's air conditioning. This encouraged the older guy to kick off a shoe and make an uncovered foot grab the edge of the panties.

By the time the kiss ended, Weiss realized she was as naked as the first woman of mankind. For all eyes to see her round baby feeders and small patch of white hair on her vagina. Embarrassed, she covered both parts with crossed legs, leaving her helpless when the older man had his hands roam around her body, from flipping the nipples to caressing the crook of her neck.

"Do my breasts look fine?" the girl asked as her male love squeezed each one. She felt relieved when she heard, "They're perfect, good for holding and proportionate to your light figure."

"Then pl-please continue, just a bit more." Weiss said this in hopes she could find an opportunity to take the lead and not look so inexperienced, helpless in her terms.

"You know, at first, you did surprise me by not pushing me away when kissing you at rendezvous. Didn't you worry someone would recognize you?" Blac waited one moment while the heiress groaned from his hand finding a soft spot near her armpit.

"W-well, I'm not a-always recognizable."

After kissing full contact with the lips, the man asked, "Why? You're the heiress of one of the greatest companies in the world."

"N-not exactly," breathed the lust-filled heiress, who could only stand like a statue because she had no idea what to do. "N-not many always notice me in the way you do. Lacking a place on their commercials a-and speech platforms will…will mph!"

A French kiss, more like a serpent's, rattled Weiss's entire body with electricity, tongues swirling together in a slimy bind. As mouth came apart and trailed behind spit, she could feel something wet running down her thighs.

"Don't speak of yourself that way. Don't even talk about others who are not here to judge you. It's just me, your beloved, and you Weiss. No one else matters right now."

The girl felt she had to express some kind of gratitude, but nothing came to mind while the man wiped a finger on the wet trail of her leg. "Interesting, so you're this kind of person, huh?"

"E-excuse me," asked the dazed teenager.

"Nothing, here you are." Blac handed his lover one of the cups he quickly retrieved while she was recovering. Clinking it against her own, he said, "To us."

"To us." Weiss stared at the white liquid, unsure of she could take so much alcohol of rich value. Her last experience didn't leave her with a very happy stomach at the least. But seeing her man down his like a champ made her force the drink down her throat. Despite the bitter taste, there was something oddly refreshing about the texture. The next warmth spread throughout her body and mind, which helped her make the next courageous step.

"Um, I'm going to take a shower. After that, you and I can continue."

"Sure, I'll be waiting. And be quick or you'll be late."

The reminder of her limited time made the girl scamper towards the bathroom while kicking off her boots. Inside the shower with an unusually large floor, Weiss turned on the water. She yelped from how hot it was, but endured it so she could get this over with.

Closing her eyes, the girl wondered if it was right for Blac to treat her like a princess. He's taken care of her so far, spoiling her so much just to make her happy in every step of the way. And remembering his touch that only those experienced can have made her head hot, the tingle strong with the buzz from the alcohol.

Solid mass pressed against her back. This surprised Weiss enough to snap her head around to see Blac fully naked, water dripping down his broad figure. She gasped not at his sudden entrance through the glass slide door, but how he could look so firm and fit for someone who runs several uprising companies. His penis also looked impressive, big and strong enough to appear suitable for her small entry.

Still shocked, the girl knew she couldn't always stay quiet. She made up her mind to say something, anything to say she's glad he's here.

"Blac." The soft voice echoed through the air with clarity.

"You finally said my name." This earned a kiss with body forcing Weiss's back against the wall beside her. A rough hand rose to grab hold of the ponytail tie and rip it off to make pearly hair fall, gravity and mass of water making it slap against its owner's slim back.

"Doesn't this bother you?" The teenager asked this, fearing that having a plain hairstyle will make her less special. Her answer came in the form of another heated kiss, one accompanied by a hand whose fingers rubbed at her wet entrance. Her hands roamed through the man's hair, unaware that his other hand was reaching down to cup one soft cheek of her ass.

"Did anyone tell you your buttocks is shaped like apples?"

Weiss moaned, unable to reply as the hand on her butt lifted her along with the other carrying her other leg. She was placed on the cold white floor, the same place where she felt was where it was finally going to happen.

However, Blac had a finger pump in and out of her vagina. He had another on his other hand prod near the entrance of her other hole, one that made the heiress unsure if what she felt was pleasure or pure fear.

"B-Blac, can you-eek!"

Weiss's body felt her body flip over like a fish on a skillet. Suspense grew as she didn't realize the man wanted to do her in this position. She would have preferred missionary so she could see her lover's face, but she couldn't voice it because she didn't want to appear too spoiled.

And so she waited for one minute in anticipation while the sound of something popping and squishing went on behind her. "B-Blac, what's going on?"

Two hands grabbed her hips, making Weiss take deep panicked breaths. Yet, the feeling was replaced by one of clarity, more because her entire lower body felt unusually relaxed.

"Get ready, love. This is where it starts."

The soothing voice next to her ear made Weiss unprepared of what happened next. The moment when searing pain flowed through her from the penetration of the fleshy spear. When she felt the length move in deeper, she realized there was something wrong with this sensation.

"B-Blac, i-is that my…my-."

"Your anus?" Blac asked this while sounding sane. "Yes, it's what you wanted, isn't it?"

It wasn't. This was the opposite of what she hoped for. At the same time this realization dawned for her, she felt the full length take up her entire cavity. Her entire body was now shuddering, nerves crying at the intrusion that shouldn't be possible as preparations weren't made.

"P-please, take it out." Thin legs flailed and barely missed the man on top while white spots filled the victim's eyesight. "Please Blac, it hurts." Weiss continuing pleading while one arm tried to push the lover away. The limb was grabbed and used as a rope to anchor the dick inside her.

"Blac, stop! It hurts, stop it!"

The girl's loud cry was accompanied by feet stomping the floor as they went up and down, her free hand's nails digging into the hard floor. During this desperate time, the man causing this remained silent and firm in his current course of action while his other hand gently caressed one side of his dear's waist.

Soon, Weiss felt the pain subside, allowing her body to finally relax. Turning her head, her blue pupils made contact with her lover's red eyes glowing with an unusual light.

"Relax, it'll be fine."

"I-I wish you've told me sooner." Despite appreciating that this result was expected, she still felt violated for having her first lover invade the frontier of her ass.

"If I told you, would you have stopped yelling? You needed a moment to release all that tension."

Wise words convinced Weiss that she really did make the right choice to be with an experienced mate, luckier to have met him in the first place. This had her cherish this unwanted first time so much, she decided to see its end.

With a pained smile, she said, "S-sure, you're right. Now please, keep going. We might as well finish what we started."

"Gladly, and do you know the reason why I did this?" The question hung in the air while Blac pulled out his cock covered in the KY jelly he used earlier. Hovering the head near the entrance, the man had hands clamp down on the waist while his mouth hovered near the girl's ear.

With hot breaths, he whispered, "This will make you more of a woman than any other, my sweet dearest."

Weiss felt the head jab in to start its second penetration. The length was met with little resistance as the first did the job of relaxing it. Still confused when most anal sex attempts would fail, the girl remained still while lying on the ground to see what would happen.

Two full insertions later, she felt pain become replaced by pleasure, especially when her lover's hand reached down to grab her breast and caress it. As his penis entered, the fingers twisted the nipple, sending more pleasure to the owner's way.

"Th-this feels incredible." The bottom girl said this with hot breaths.

"You haven't seen anything yet, dear."

Weiss couldn't ask as the thrusts became harder and the foreplay more complicated. All signs of pain were gone now, replaced by the foreign joy coming from anal penetration. No longer able to think, she only reacted by pushing her hips, making it slap against the other's own.

In this passionate act, the teenager remembered how there were several who liked to do one action when the heat has reached its peak. "P-please don't slap me."

"You mean your bottom cheeks? Why would I want to mar your pure skin?" Blac stopped for a moment to have a thumb stroke the scar on the girl's eye and another grab her calloused fingers. While each touch left behind titling sparks, the man said, "I don't see the need to give pain that doesn't amount to anything."

The rich lover used his strong arms to flip Weiss over on her back and lift her up while still inside. He pulled her into a hug, one she returned while gravity had her asshole fall onto the standing penis.

When Weiss tried to place her legs down on the ground, she felt her lover grab their underside with both arms and lift her up. Pushed back against the wall, the two continued their amorous love-making. She loved how Blac eventually had one strong arm wrap around her back while he used the hand to go for her hard clitoris.

"We're almost there, dear."

Weiss grabbed onto the neck while she tried to have her hips meet ones thrusting upwards. The moment she felt a hand twist her clitoris, she screamed at the same time her orgasm came rushing out of the pussy like a sprinkler.

"So you can squirt, a lot of it too."

Weiss couldn't feel embarrassed when she felt something warm splatter inside her anus. She knew then that the man came inside her, that she now had his love juices inside to mark this moment she became his.

Tired from their single-shot finish, the young lover used her remaining strength to kiss the man on his neck and cheek. "Th-thank you for this Blac. For this first time." Her eyes closed as exhaustion overtook her while the stoic man continued standing in the shower running warm water.

Lemon End

In the bedroom, Blac finished putting his jacket on his fully clothed body. He looked over to his side to see Weiss, his acclaimed lover, sleep on the bed on top of a towel while covered by another. It seemed that going back on time isn't an option, so the man let his lover rest to regain the energy she'll need for later.

Reaching into his clothes, he took out a small box that had a plastic cover showing a blue and silver necklace underneath it. Placing it on the nightstand along with an envelope, he then kissed the sleeping princess on her cheek.

"Happy Birthday, Weiss."

The girl smiled as if she had heard him say of an event most didn't know and didn't seem to care about. This made Blac sigh while he turned to make his exit out of the room. Once out, he took out a phone, not a Scroll, to make an untraceable call to an unpleasant ally.

Once the call made it through, a gruff voice answered, "Hello? The fuck is this?"

Blac tried to ignore the heavy panting that sounded like a wild animal. "If you looked at your caller ID, you'd know it's me, Green."

The evil man's voice sounded strained at one point. "Right, right, hello to you fellow brother of Gomorom, or whatever the hell we named our company."

Another grunt had the caller feel disgusted at what was happening. "Did you have to pick up while you're breeding?"

"More exciting when you're doing a fine ass like Pyrrha Nikos here. Here, she wants to say hi."

For one moment, a scream of ecstasy rang from the phone before Green's voice came back to say, "Whoops, she's about to go off. So what's up, you finished?"

The one with more class rolled his eyes as he knew the disgusting man used his Semblance to shut down Pyrrha's ability to talk and hear. "If you mean enticing another woman of Atlas, sure. It took a while because of her friends and morals, but we finally popped the apple."

"Rawr, you rocked it huh? Left the cherry intact?"

Blac made it to the inside of his sports car. "Yes, but leave her alone. She's my Mark, so you don't have the right to touch her."

"Shit, that sucks, you're just going to keep dumping and pumping in that one spot? And you call me an. Immoral. GUY!" Grunts of ejaculation went on for a few seconds before a satisfied sigh. "At least you did your part of the plan well. Yep, you did yours .Just. Fine!"

Green was talking of how Blac had everything set-up to capture Weiss's heart. The falling pipe, lien spent for excitement, and today's milkshake that emptied her bowels. His Semblance also allowed him to find the pressure points that calmed the girl's lower bottom before he took her.

"It's still a waste of time to do this before we ruin Vale. Doing this in Hunters territory makes it harder."

"What, are you worried about them?"

"Hardly," the caller scoffs. "The security is a sham compared to Atlas; they can't even keep up with one princess. How are they supposed to protect the rest by the time our group is ready?"

"That's pretty much…fuck, I'll talk to you later. Need to unload in the mouth again."

Blac immediately hung up the phone, disgusted by the man's need to populate the world with more bastard children. At least with his current female partner, Green won't have the freedom to do it anytime soon.

While he drove out of the parking lot, he made a note that the rest of their younger cohorts will go after the targets. One idea made him loudly think, "So Pummelgranite is after the Faunus. Wonder how that beast is going to do it without getting caught."

A/N: And the plot continues, wonder what Blac's true feelings are for the princess.

Btw, the next part isn't going to involve anything like the rest of the usual heat. It's going to be something…well, raunchy by the canon character.