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Chapter 21: Atlas Fucked
It was only a matter of time, really.
I'm smarter than any of the Atlesian Scientists, but if enough monkeys smash their faces against type-writers, they'll eventually write something legible.
My Teleporter is now correctly set up in Atlas, in the Schnee Family Manor to be exact, which means it's time to go and meet the good general, spend some time with the family, and lord my intelligence over everyone in the Atlesian Military.
"Right, I might be halfway across Remnant, but remember... if anything goes wrong I'm just a teleport away." I say calmly, looking around my office.
'I'll keep the local gangs from forgetting their place. There aren't many left... but some other morons are getting ideas about moving in. Nothing I can't deal with.' Neo says with a smug look, I almost pity the fools who deluded themselves into seeing an opportunity here.
There is no opportunity, only a sociopathic serial killer... who looks damn sexy as she slaughters her victims.
"Me and Miltia will handle the club and casino, it's nothing we don't already do, but we might have to slow down our expansion while you're away, you need to be here to sign the paperwork, after all, it's all in your name." Melanie warns.
"That's fine, we could use a moment to slow down anyways. We bought out... what, two dozen businesses in the last few days? Taking a breather to let things settle isn't a bad idea." I say calmly, getting a nod from her.
"True... we'll keep working on ruining the other clubs and bars, nothing illegal or anything... we already own the three top alcohol suppliers so we can just gouge them, then trash their rep." Miltia says casually, making me chuckle.
We've been working on getting rid of our competition, except Junior's bar. The Twins aren't that... affectionate of their absentee father, but he gets a pass anyway.
"Yeah, keep up with that. You've both been doing great. Girls, head back down to the club, you're in charge of them until I get back. Neo, do... whatever you want, Sexy." I say, getting a thumbs-up as she vanishes, leaving me with Cinder as the twins leave the office.
"And what do you want me doing... Sir?" Cinder asks after a moment.
"I'm going to be working on increasing my influence in Atlas while I'm gone, I need the strongest Kingdom under my control if my little Kingmaker plan is going to work after all. I want the intel on the Mistral Tournament when I get back, besides that... Emerald is pretty sneaky, isn't she?" I ask, making Cinder straighten up.
"She is, her Semblance lets her make people hallucinate, seeing what she wants them to see... and only what she wants them to see. Cinder boasts, leaving out Emerald's limitations, that's fine... I already know them.
"I want her to start looking into the Councillors, I've set aside some tech to help out, an active invisibility device, a hack tool to disable security, etcetera, etcetera. Have her start looking into them, I have access to their files, but they are... smart, keeping their Scrolls and computers clean, but I refuse to believe that anyone that powerful is that clean." I order. "Even if it's just their schedule, their eating habits, anything..."
"Understood... she will deliver, that I promise you." Cinder says quickly, still so eager to prove her worth. I almost want Emerald to fail.
"Excellent. Aside from that, just keep up acting as my secretary, if anyone wants to see me... and they will, take their names and numbers if they seem worth my time. That will be all." I say calmly, watching as she hesitates, before leaving me alone in my penthouse office.
Well, not alone. It's a good job Cinder was still in disguise, given my... guest. I'm not fussed about her hearing my plans for the Councillors, I've put a suggestion into her head to ignore it already, to think she doesn't care about it.
"Hmm, I'll need to arrange some defences against air intrusions, Miss Branwen." I say calmly, leaning back in my chair with a smile as look up at the raven glowering down at me.
She flew in through the window, while the office was empty... triggering my motion sensors. I don't have a way of blocking that, and she isn't using Aura to do it so I can't nullify it either.
As she flies down, changing forms as she lasts, I hide a frown.
Raven Branwen, The Spring Maiden
LVL – 71
Tier – Champion
Faction – The Branwen Tribe
Thoughts about you – Greed
Notable Skills – Animal Transformation, Maiden Magic, Portal Semblance
Affection – 0
Obedience – 0
Looking over her, I smirk. I can see the resemblance, aside from the hair colour, Yang could almost be a clone of her mother. She pulls off the red and black dress wonderfully, and I appreciate how short it is, barely reaching mid-thigh... her thigh-high legging are a nice touch. She might be Yang's mother, but I don't think Yang is actually capable of looking so... cold.
Yang is cheerful and flirtatious, with a bit of a temper problem... Raven is just stone cold, staring at me with empty eyes.
"...you're blocking my aura." Raven said, skipping any introduction as she stares me down, her hand resting on her sword.
"But not your magic... Miss Spring Maiden." I say casually, watching her eyes widen before they narrow in anger, her entire body screaming caution as she fully grips her sword. Interesting, even her rage is... subdued? She barely feels anything, even now there's just a slight amount of anger and fear... but not of me.
"Who have you told!?" Raven growls quickly, closing the distance as she leaps over my desk, putting her blade to my neck. A single thought brings my turrets out, red lasers aimed at her head and heart as she freezes. She'll pay for that one.
"No one, I don't give away information for free... and do stop that, without your Aura, you're as vulnerable as a civilian and my turrets can end your life faster than you can get through my aura." I say calmly, her blade pressing against my throat hard enough to make the tell-tale sign of my aura flare-up before she pulls it back, still on my desk as she stares at me. "This is my stronghold... and people don't get to threaten me here, in my seat of power. Take a seat, now." I order, watching her hesitate, her eyes glancing towards the dozen turrets popping out of the walls before she moves back, climbing off my desk and sheathing her sword.
Glancing at the chair, she hesitates before she takes it, interesting... she's strong, but I honestly think she's a bit of a coward.
"Now, why exactly is my auntie breaking into my tower? Somehow I doubt you're here to see Yang..." I say calmly as she pauses.
"I... want to make a deal. I require your machines, the ones you gave Qrow. The men of my tribe are restless." Raven says after a moment.
Huh... the Branwen tribe want my machines, the Branwen tribe want to put themselves in my influence? Well... if they want to be controlled so much, it would be rude not to.
"The Branwen Tribe, the most dangerous bandit group in Remnant... want sexbots?" I ask with a twitch of my lips.
"Yes. I've stopped them from kidnapping villagers for a while, it wasn't a popular decision." Raven says blankly, either not noticing my amusement or simply not caring. "I require your 'sexbots' to keep them under control." she continues.
"I see, and what do you have to offer? My machines are prototypes, not currently for sale, not to mention the risks and consequences of dealing with infamous bandits. What can you do for me to make it worth my while?"
- Raven -
Staring her nephew down, she spent a moment to curse herself for acting so recklessly. She'd assumed she was stronger than him, and while she was right... she'd chosen the worst possible place to approach him, even now the turrets were aimed at her, waiting for his signal.
He was good at keeping that calm smile on his face, but he couldn't quite manage to hide the anger in his eyes from her trying to threaten him... he was prideful, and hated that he was attacked in his stronghold. That was a mistake, but she'd had a brief moment of panic as he revealed secrets he shouldn't possibly have been able to know.
"What do you want for them? I don't know what they are worth." Raven admitted, reluctantly handing the ball over to her nephew, letting him dictate terms.
Despite herself, she could feel herself acting... docile, the turrets killing her willingness to fight. She was a coward, whenever she met those stronger than her, she either fled or submitted.
Ozpin made her submit, becoming a huntress... and then Salem made her flee, not willing to get caught up in a war between two beings far stronger than her. Shiro wasn't stronger than her... despite the magic she could sense in him, but right now he was in control... and he could destroy her by revealing her Maiden status, bringing both Ozpin and Salem down on her.
Her Semblance was blocked, leaving her only one option... play nice and hope he doesn't decide to kill her. He seemed attached to Yang, perhaps she could use that?
No, she could tell Shiro was like her... a true sociopath. He wouldn't spare her just to stop Yang from being hurt.
She wanted him... not sexually, but his power and resources could keep her safe from this war between immortals. First, she had to create a favourable relationship with him, something she had messed up in her moment of fear.
"Money-wise, you have nothing to offer me. I'm richer than you could even comprehend." Shiro started calmly, rising up out of his seat and walking around the desk. "Resources as well, but that doesn't mean you don't have anything to offer me." he said, pausing in front of her with a guileful look in his eyes. "I think we can come to an arrangement... my machines in exchange for the services of you and the Branwen Tribe."
"Who do you need killing?" Raven asked bluntly, making him laugh.
"No-one in particular, but your tribe is located on the edge of Anima at the moment, isn't it?" Shiro asked, her eyes widening as he smirked. "Don't look so surprised, I make a habit of knowing everything about everyone. I want you to cause some chaos in the Mistral Underworld, and in exchange, I will supply you with the bots... and keep both your location and your Maiden status private."
"...Just for killing criminals?" Raven asked, frowning.
"I run the Vale Underworld, and I want more... I'll be moving in on Mistral's Underworld sooner rather than later, and I'd like them nice and weak when I do. There are two major factions vying for control at the moment, don't kill either Lil Miss Malachite or the new Gang Leader, Sett... I have plans for them, but weaken their gangs. Kill their men, loot their hideouts. I'm sure it would be child's play for a woman of your talents." Shiro said calmly, making her nod.
"I can do that... easily." she agreed. Killing criminals wasn't hard, not with her considerable talents. If Shiro wanted some nobodies dead for his aid, so be it.
"In the future, I might have more targets for both you and your tribe... but you'll find I pay very well... but first, there's one slight issue with our deal." Shiro said, his delivery taking on a darker undertone.
"What issue?" she asked, seeing the glare behind his smile.
"You threatened me... put a sword to my throat, even with Aura, it still hurt. I find that... unacceptable." Shiro said with a smile.
Despite his anger, she didn't apologise. Why would she? He wouldn't be calmed down by something so simple, so she just remained silent.
"Honestly, the moment you did, I made the decision to arrange for Salem and Ozpin to find out about your little secret." he continued casually, his hand stroking her chin gently. "But I think we can find a way for you to make it up to me..."
"What do you want me to do?" Raven asked bluntly, she didn't need any flowery language or innuendos, it was easier when people just got to the point.
"You? Oh, you don't have to do anything..." Shiro said, his hand coming to her hair, before he gripped it roughly, a look of anger falling through his calm act. "I'll do all the work, you just have to... wait it out." he said, dragging her out of her seat and throwing her towards his desk.
Immediately, he was behind her, his hand forcing to bend over the desk, her face slammed into the hard wood.
She could get free, he was strong, but she was stronger even without her Aura. She could break free, turn back into a bird and fly through the still open window, she would probably be able to get out before the turrets lit her up... and she was reasonably sure he wouldn't kill her at this point. She had too much use for him to kill her without her giving him a significant reason.
She didn't even try, even as his hand gripped the shorts she wore under her dress and tore them off. She had trouble understanding most human interactions, but this made perfect sense to her.
She'd angered him, hurt his pride, so he was going to rape her to prove to himself that he was still in charge, it was a simple act of power.
Honestly, she preferred it over all the flowery language and half-truths of Ozpin. Shiro was angry, he wanted to punish her, so he'd use his power over her to rape her.
"No panties? It's like you wanted this to happen..." Shiro laughed as he undid his belt.
Sex was one of two things. An exchange, trading sexual favours for personal gain, or a display of power.
She fucked Taiyang to show her superiority over Summer, taking the man her 'Team Leader' loved just to prove a point, also because Qrow had gotten her and their team drunk enough for her to think it was a good idea.
Her bandits raped civilian women because they were more powerful, and the civilians couldn't stop them. Another display of superiority.
Shiro was going to fuck her to show his superiority over her, it was a simple demonstration of power, that made it far more straightforward than Taiyang's 'courting' to understand.
She wouldn't let her bandits fuck her because they would get delusions of being superior to her, they'd lose respect for her, and she couldn't have her own underlings not respect her. She'd never be able to get someone like Shiro to be her underling, he was too... prideful. He'd die before he submitted, so she'd have to make do with getting an alliance with him, and that needed him to lose his anger at her.
"Once this is done, we can go on with our deal?" Raven asked calmly as she felt his shaft grind between her ass cheeks.
"We can, I just need to make it painfully clear that threatening me is not allowed." Shiro chuckled, pulling back, the tip of his shaft pressing against her virgin asshole.
Anal?
"Very well, get it over with." she replied calmly, making him chuckle again. If getting fucked in the ass made him willing to deal with her, then that was what she would do.
In honesty, she almost preferred it to normal rape, there was no risk of pregnancy, and she wouldn't have to get an abortion later on. It would be more painful than normal rape, but there was less troubles later on.
"Oh, you are a fun one." Shiro laughed, the only warning she had before she was impaled, Shiro slamming his hips forwards making her grunt at the sudden penetration, his entire shaft sheathed inside her bowels in one move.
Gripping the desk, she simply gritted her teeth and braced herself as he pulled back and then started to thrust, his hips slamming against her ass with each thrust into her, his balls slapping against her pussy.
"I wonder what Yang would think if she could see you now? Her missing mother bent over my desk like the whore she is." Shiro taunted.
"Call her up if you want to find out, I suppose it's like mother like daughter... have you hand Yang yet?" Raven asked calmly, uncaring as he degraded her.
"Not yet, I'm going for a slow burn." Shiro admitted. She supposed as Yang's mother, she should feel protective or angry. She didn't.
"I've been watching you, watching her... if you called her to your bedroom, she would let you have your way with her." Raven pointed out casually.
"Probably, but I have plans for her, and it doesn't do to rush things." Shiro replied, speeding up his pounding, making her grunt in discomfort, she was getting used to the feeling of her ass being split in two, but it was still uncomfortable.
"You wasted no time with me." Raven pointed out as he pulled back, leaving her bowels entirely. Before she could comment on it, he readjusted and slammed forwards again, aiming just a bit lower this time.
Biting her lip, she frowned as she realised a simple truth. She was wet, his penetration of her pussy far easier than she expected as she moaned quietly. Why was she aroused? She didn't care for sex, one way or the other, and yet she was soaked, his dick felt... good as the tip pressed against the entrance of her womb.
As he pulled back, she forced herself to not moan, this wasn't about her pleasure.
"Why would I? Why waste time courting someone like you, we both know it would be a waste of time. I want you, so I just need to make it worth your time to let me have my way with you." Shiro laughed, making her lips twitch.
He certainly worked her out quickly.
"You know... I could make a device that could cloak your camp, not making it invisible but forcing people to ignore it as long as you don't do anything to draw too much attention or lead anyone back." Shiro said as he started to really fuck her.
"If I agreed to fuck you whenever you wanted?" She asked rhetorically.
"Pretty much, I'll stop Salem and Ozpin from finding your little tribe, and you... and any other hot women in the tribe can pay me back with your bodies, whenever I want." Shiro offered.
"I accept, if you really can make something like that... I'll make sure the others obey. There aren't that many women in the tribe, but there are a few." Raven agreed casually.
Vernal was obedient enough to obey, but Xayah might be a problem, she was dating that showman, Rakan after all. Hm, she'd obey... the tribe came first, that was the first rule of the Branwen tribe, that the good of the tribe came before anything else.
If Xayah getting fucked by someone other than her lover was for the tribes good, then Raven would knock her out and tie her up if she refused. Xayah knew what she was getting into when she joined them, and Raven would not permit any disobedience.
"Wonderful, you really are fun. It's nice not to have to waste my time with niceties for a change." Shiro said happily.
"I don't like niceties, they're a waste of time. I would prefer if you don't cum inside that hole, I am not dealing with pregnancy again, and abortions are a pain to get when you're a wanted woman." Raven added as she moaned slightly from his hard thrusts.
"Hm, oh... sure." Shiro agreed, just as casually, pulling back out of her.
Grabbing her hair, he pulled her from the desk and forced her to her knees, his shaft pressed against her lips.
Parting her lips, she zoned out as he immediately started to fuck her face, his shaft pushing into her throat causing her to gag on it, the taste of his pre-cum and her juices was... not bad?
She couldn't let her people see her like this, on her knees as she drooled around a cock... but she didn't particularly care about what she looked like behind closed doors. It was for her benefit, and a bit of shame was irrelevant in the long run.
As he came, his seed flooding her mouth, she obediently swallowed, frowning slightly at the salty taste. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either, but she supposed she'd have to get used to it.
Pulling back, she barely flinched as he finished his load on her face, the sticky cum coating her face and hair.
"There we go... that look suits you." Shiro laughed, putting his dick away as she stood up, uncaring at how she looked.
"Then we have a deal? Your bots for me damaging the Mistral gangs?" she asked calmly.
"We do... a pleasure doing business with you, Miss Branwen." Shiro said smoothly.
- Shiro -
Raven is interesting... I basically raped her, and her affection didn't even budge. It's at zero... and that is where it has stayed no matter what I did. Her obedience rose to twenty, but her affection seems to be locked.
Watching her open a portal and leave with her five new companion bots, I smirk. Five Mind Control Devices in one small tribe? Score. They're set to look like generic above-average looking women, with their personality set to fearful prisoner or angry prisoner.
I almost pity the criminals of Mistral, they're in for a hard time. A teleporting, shape-shifting sociopath? That's nightmare fuel right there.
Still, I have things to do...
Heading to my lab, I set up the teleporter on my end (making sure that no-one can teleport to my lab without my express permission), and step through the portal.
Immediately, I smile as my vision clears, looking around the opulent room, as if I needed more evidence, I was in the Schnee Family Mansion.
"Shiro Eis?" A voice draws my attention, the white-haired woman standing at attention makes me hide a scowl. Winter Schnee... ordered by Ironwood to spy on me.
I can see the resemblance to Weiss, but Weiss doesn't look so... professional? The clearly military uniform and tied up hair make her look far more serious than Weiss's princess look.
"That's correct... Winter, right?" I say with a smile. "Weiss described you." I say easily.
"Correct, Winter Schnee, Specialist of the Atlesian Military... and your big sister, at your service." Winter says, a smile on her face. If I didn't know she was using her familial connection to spy on me for Ironwood, I might even say she was teasing me.
Qrow's spying on me for Ozpin, Winter's spying on me for Ironwood... I'm starting to get pissed off at my 'family'. At least Raven is just acting for herself, I can respect that.
"We have been expecting you, there were some doubts about your teleporter, but it appears they were unfounded. It's a pleasure to meet you, at last, Weiss and Mother have had nothing but good things to say about you." Winter explains calmly.
"Good to know, I've heard quite a lot about you as well." I say, truthfully... most of it from Winter herself in meetings with Ironwood. She's a patriot willing to do anything for Atlas. "So, when am I meeting Ironwood?" I ask casually, watching her eyes narrow slightly.
"General Ironwood will be meeting with you tomorrow, at 11am. I will be taking you to the Atlesian Research Facility tomorrow..." she says, stressing his title. "We were going to go tonight, but mother insisted you be given time to rest." Winter deadpans. "If you would just follow me, Weiss, Whitley and Willow are waiting."
"Lead the way." I say with a smile, watching her as she turns and walks away, her hips swaying slightly.
I've been watching her a lot through Atlas's security cameras... and her hips don't usually sway like that, she's just... doing her duty as an Atlesian Specialist by using her body for Atlas's benefit.
I'm going to enjoy punishing her.
Heading through the hallway, I follow behind my big sister as I think. Ironwood would be harder to kill and replace with an LMD, and I haven't worked out how to duplicate Semblances yet... I don't even know if Ironwood has a Semblances, there isn't a database of peoples semblances after all... trust me, I checked. Semblances are treated like being almost sacred for some reason, something to do with the soul powering Aura and Semblances, and everyone's Semblances being a part of their soul. It's all nonsense obviously, Semblances are just another form of power, nothing spiritual.
As we enter a large extravagant living room, a white missile slams into me as Weiss jumps me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"Shiro!" she says happily as Winter chuckles.
"Hello Weiss, missed me?" I ask with a smirk, getting a half-hearted slap on my chest as my little sister blushes, looking around the room seeing Winter and Willow smirking at her.
"Yes, now stop looking so smug." Weiss grumbles into my chest, her face flushed.
"I'll try my best." I say hugging her back gently.
Letting the hug go on for a while, I extract myself from her grip despite her slight pout, immediately getting pulled into another hug from Willow, which I quickly return.
Deciding to throw some fuel into the fire, I angle myself so only Winter can see my hands and reach down, groping Willows ass roughly, making her moan quietly as she pulls my head against her breasts.
Weiss and Whitley can't see what I'm doing from their perspective, but Winter has a perfect view of my hand squeezing Willows ass.
Breaking the hug, I exchange a brief introduction with Whitley, who I've already realised is a smug little shit. He's upset that Jacques's died, not because he's sad about his father's death but because it's ruined his plans to become the heir of the family.
"Dinner will be served soon, Weiss... show your brother to his room, please." Willow orders calmly, smiling at me with slightly flushed cheeks.
"Of course, come on Shiro, I'll give you the tour." Weiss says, perking up from her pouting as she grabs my hand.
Weiss takes the scenic route to my bedroom in the Schnee Mansion, showing me everything from the training room, a gallery, a ballroom and a dozen other rooms before we reach the bedrooms.
"This one is yours, mother had it prepared when we got word you were coming." Weiss says leading me inside the massive bedroom, the king-sized bed sitting in the middle with Mistralian Silk sheets. Nice, I had my bed in the tower decorated with the same.
Mistralian Silk is better than the silk from Vacuo.
Atlesian Silk is trash.
"So... now that we have some alone time... how have things been going for you?" I ask, laying down on the bed as I guide Weiss to lay down next to me, both laying on top of the covers.
"Can you keep a secret?" Weiss asks after a moment, looking at me with a sad smile.
"Of course, you can tell me anything." I promise, making her sigh.
"Since father died... things have been so much better. Everyone is happier... except Whitley, and even he doesn't really care. I thought I'd be sadder... but I'm not. I'm happy he died... mother agreed to let me go to Beacon, she's even replaced my trainers with better ones, firing the ones father chose for being incompetent, she thinks father was sabotaging my growth to keep me from leaving. It's just... so nice to be able to do what I want without his constant disapproval." she admits. "Does that make me a bad person?" she asks hesitantly, looking up at me with slightly watering eyes.
"Nope... it just makes Jacques a bad father. If he was such a bad parent that your happy he's gone, then that's a sign of his failure, not yours." I say soothingly, stroking her hair with a calm smile. "You're not a bad person, bad people don't worry about if they're bad people." I say. I should know. I'm basically the textbook example of a bad person, and I've never once worried about whether I'm bad. I know I am, I just don't care.
The way I see it, I'm a Gamer. If I'm a Gamer, that makes everyone else Non-Player Characters, and Players can do whatever they want to NPC's. Some people are companion characters, some are essential quest givers, but this is my Game, I can play it however I want.
"I... guess you're right." Weiss says, leaning against me, cuddling into my chest as she stares up at me.
+10 Affection with Weiss for soothing her worries [91/100]
"No... you're definitely right. If fath- no, If Jacques wanted to be mourned, then he should have tried actually being a father for once. Our company is doing better, our family is happier, hell Remnant is a better place without him." she says suddenly. "He was... everything that was wrong with the Schnee Dust Company, with Atlas. Mother is a far better CEO, and I'll be even better than her." Weiss swears as I chuckle, making her blush.
"I'm sure you will be. You're my adorable little sister, after all, you can do anything you want to." I say, watching her blush deepen.
"O-of course I can, and who are you calling adorable? I think you'll find Beautiful or Majestic is more appropriate." she says with her nose in the air, before she giggles.
"Ah, my apologies... my insanely sexy little sister. Is that better?" I ask, laughing as she smacks my chest again.
"O-obviously. Children are adorable... women are sexy. Get it right." Weiss says, her face bright red.
"Or what? What will my cute lil sis do if I don't?" I ask with a teasing smile as she scowls playfully.
"Naturally... I'll punish you, a brute like you needs to be put in your place." she says, spinning around as she sits in my lap, grabbing my hands and holding them above my head.
Before I can break free, a glyph appears, encasing my hands in ice as she smirks.
"Mother has taught me more than a few tricks lately, she's... amazing with her own glyphs. Now..." she starts, moving her hands down to my sides, digging them in as I yelp slightly. "Surrender, brute. You're no match for me."
"W-wait..." I say, yelping as she tickles me... since when have I been ticklish? Has anyone ever tried tickling me before?
"I think not, surrender and I'll stop." Weiss says with a grin, her hands slipping under my shirt to get at the bare flesh.
"Y-you... ooh, you are forgetting something, dear sister." I say in between laughs, making her frown.
"And what would that be, dear brother?" she asks mockingly, before her eyes widen in shock, her blush returning full force.
"I am a pervert... and you have just climbed into my lap." I say with a grin, thrusting my hips up slightly, my bulge pressing against her. "Are you sure you want to play this game?" I ask, making her pause before she smirks back.
"Fair enough..." she says, moving off me with a blush. "I'm not that easy, I expect at least a date before letting you dry-hump me." she teases as she breaks the ice holding my hands.
"Well... I'm going to be in Atlas for a while, I'm sure we can find time for a date... and what comes after." I say back as she cuddles into my side again.
"You better, I've missed out on almost two decades worth of time with you, I expect you to make it up to me... even if this isn't exactly what I thought having a big brother would be like... pervert." Weiss says as she leans into me.
"There's nothing wrong with being a pervert... if anything it's far more fun than being a prude." I defend with a laugh, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
We spend some time like that, Weiss taking the opportunity to complain about her problems, including her lack of friends due to her position, people either avoiding her or wanting to use her, then getting excited about Beacon and the improving rep of the SDC.
Eventually, we are called down for dinner, Winter coming to get us, a small smile on her face as she sees Weiss beaming in happiness. Weiss is easy to predict, she just wants attention.
Letting her spend some time talking about her life and problems is all she really needed.
Heading downstairs, Weiss is basically attached to my hip as we walk, which is amusing because Winter is trying to get close to me for her orders... but Weiss is hogging my attention, and she doesn't want to ruin Weiss's happiness.
The meal is... ridiculously high quality, made by an equally high-quality chef. My steak was cooked to perfection, the dessert was delicious, and honestly, I could get used to this.
My food in the tower is good, don't get me wrong... but they must have a Master level chef, I just have an Expert.
"Umm... Shiro?" Weiss starts after we finish eating. "I was wondering... if you have time, if you'd like to visit the city with me? I could show you around." she suggests hesitantly, making Winter briefly scowl.
Glancing at Willow, I see her roll her eyes, giving me a nod.
We can catch up later... and leaving Winter behind amuses me since I'm messing with her mission without even trying.
"Of course, I'd be happy to." I say calmly, making her brighten up, beaming as Winter sighs to herself.
- Winter -
She couldn't blame Weiss, she'd been looking forwards to Shiro visiting since... well since she came back from Vale.
But her orders were to get close to Shiro, by any means necessary, he was too smart and too influential to leave alone, Atlas needed to get a handle on him, to have a way to use that talent and power from the good of Atlas... which was the good of Remnant.
She saw him blatantly groping Mother earlier, proving their intel on his personality. Mother seemed... happy at the attention, and Weiss's crush couldn't be more obvious.
Even though her sister and mother seemed to have no issues with incest, it still made her... uncomfortable. She wouldn't hold it against Weiss and Mother, but she just didn't find Shiro attractive.
She preferred older men, and while Shiro was a good looking teen, he was still in his teens. Also, he looked like an older Whitley, and she wasn't exactly fond of Whitley, he was always too eager to please Father, and when she left to join the military he 'disowned' her as his sister. Smug little brat.
But this wasn't about what she preferred, it was about getting an in with Shiro.
Which was why she was slightly annoyed at Weiss sticking to him like glue, it was interfering with her mission.
Still... she had options.
Heading back to his room, she carefully entered, smirking as she spotted his scroll sitting on the bedside table.
She'd noticed it when she came to get them, and Weiss must have been distracting him too much for him to notice it was missing. A blessing in disguise.
Picking it up, her smirk widened seeing it unlocked.
Looking over the scroll, she went into his messages, frowning at how little she could find. He'd been texting Weiss, a girl called Yang, someone simply called 'Babe', who he did nothing but sext.
With pictures, the short girl looking smugly at the camera as she posed.
Nothing incriminating at all, neither was there anything connected to his research or work.
His pictures were equally useless, nothing but pictures of his various conquests and the same short girl from before. Why did she always look so smug?
As it vibrated, she almost dropped it, seeing a new message.
'That's my personal Scroll, I have a second one for business... Winter.' the message said, right before the Scroll locked.
...Oh, dear.
- Shiro -
Any true hunter knows that their traps need bait, and Winter is a predictable prey.
"This... is kinda boring." Weiss admits as we watch the cheesy romance movie. "I heard this movie had good reviews... but it's just so... dull." she says quietly as I smirk. She wanted to go to the movies, apparently Jacques didn't like her doing things so... peasant like, but he's not here any more is he?
"It is pretty cheesy..." I admit, looking over at her. She's leaning against me, the arm of the chair pulled up so she can cuddle against me.
"Sorry, I thought it would have been better... should have gone for the horror one." she grumbles, her eyes widening as my hand moves from her shoulder, sliding down to her waist, then down lower, resting on her thigh. "I...here?" she whispers, looking around the half-filled cinema.
"You said this was boring, so let's make our own fun..." I suggest, making her look around in paranoia.
"We shouldn't... we could get into trouble..." she says quietly, whimpering as my hand moves up her thigh slipping under her skirt.
"So? Haven't you ever wanted to just... throw away the rules? To stop being a good girl and just do whatever the hell you want?" I ask making her pause, biting her lip hesitantly.
We are in the very back corner of the cinema, and yes... I did that on purpose, to make it better, there's no one next to me, the nearest person is a teenage girl sitting a few seats to my right. I could have told Weiss that this movie wasn't good, it bought its good reviews, and it's been out for a while, so most people know it's not worth watching. Especially when another better romance came out recently. I do kinda run the entertainment industry in Vale, so I know these things.
"I... I don't want to get caught, a scandal like that could hurt me in the future" Weiss says, not turning down the idea completely.
"Then we just have to be subtle... don't we?" I ask, slipping my hand beneath the shorts she wears under her skirt, rubbing my fingers along her panties as she bites down a moan.
"I... if we get caught, I'm blaming you." Weiss says quickly, her hand resting on my thigh. "I... I was a good girl before I met you, you're a bad influence." she scolds as her hand moves up, very slowly undoing my belt and zipper.
No-one is paying attention to us, and even if they were, we're a pair of horny teenagers playing around in the back of a cinema, a tale as old as cinema's themselves.
"You weren't happy being a good girl, and you know it." I tease, watching her blush as she hesitantly reaches into my boxers, pulling my hard dick out.
"M-Mhmm-Maybe... it was exhausting, following the rules, making sure I never did anything that would... Oooh... that would hurt my reputation or shame my family." she admits as she stares down at my shaft, biting her lip as she wraps her dainty fingers around it, stroking it slowly. "M-mother wouldn't mind me getting into trouble, she... told stories about the things she got up to when she was my age... it's... freeing to not have fathers opinion looming over me."
"See? You're a teenager, you need to learn to have fun." I say, kissing her neck as her hands speed up.
As the movie continues, I find something far more interesting to pay attention to, Weiss's little moans and whimpers as my hand slips under her panties, my middle finger pushing into her virgin slit.
It doesn't take me long to draw her first orgasm out, wincing a little as she bites down on my shoulder to muffle her moan.
"T-that... it doesn't feel like that when I do it..." she admits, still stroking my shaft.
"I have my talents." I boast, making her roll her eyes.
"So... I should have fun, right? Do something crazy?" she asks, biting her lip as I stare at her.
"Yup, following the rules all the time is boring." I say, making her smirk despite her massive blush.
"Well... if my genius big brother says so, it must be true." she teases, looking around for a moment before she takes a breath. "Time to do something... crazy." she says, lowering her head down into my lap.
As she parts her lips, taking the tip of my shaft into her mouth, I grin, placing a hand on the back of her head, guiding her further down.
Lacing my fingers with her hair, I use my free hand to reach over and grope her ass as she gives her first blowjob in the middle of a cinema, how very... un-ladylike.
Eventually, the gagging and sucking noises attract the attention of the teen sitting a few seats away, her face burning as she glances towards us, smirking at her I watch her face turn bright red as she looks away, suddenly very interested in the movie.
Weiss is obviously not brilliant at this, she keeps accidentally scrapping my dick with her teeth, she makes herself gag constantly, and she doesn't really know what to do with her tongue as she bobs her head, sucking her cheeks in.
It's not the best blowjob... but who cares? I have a rich posh heiress sucking me off in a shitty cinema while a crappy film plays. Also, her ass is amazing.
Unfortunately, her lack of experience shows when the credits start to roll, the lights coming on making her jump as she pulls back, practically shoving my shaft back in my pants as she jumps up, fixing her clothes with a look of guilt on her face.
Before I can say anything, she grabs my hand and pulls me out of the room, saying nothing as she drags me through the street.
To my surprise, she takes a detour from her march back to the bullhead station, dragging me into an alleyway after looking around cautiously, it's getting late, and there isn't anyone on this street.
Pulling me through the alleyway, she pushes me into an alcove with a deep blush.
"You didn't... finish, and I don't want mother or Winter to find out, so..." she trails off, undoing my belt again as she falls to her knees.
Now, getting a blowjob from an heiress in a cinema? Great. Getting a blowjob from an heiress in a dirty alleyway? Amazing.
As she stares up at me with what I can only call adoration, I have to admit... it's pretty cool to see a female version of me worship my dick, her delicate hand stroking what she can't fit into her mouth as she gets the hang of this whole sucking dick thing.
Stroking her hair gently, I smile down at her with affection, making her blush as she intensifies her sucking, bobbing her head rapidly as her tongue starts to move, rubbing against my invading shaft.
Letting out a grunt, I watch her eyes widen as her cheeks bulge, a bit of cum leaking out onto her chin as she starts to swallow, not even trying to pull back as she takes my load.
Her inexperience strikes again as the load overwhelms her, forcing her to back away, coughing slightly as the rest of my cum lands on her face.
"U-ugh... I was trying to avoid that." she whines slightly as she stands up, putting my dick away. "You've messed up my make-up." she says, wiping the cum off her face and licking her fingers clean.
"You look great." I promise, making her roll her eyes.
"I have cum on my face, my mascara is running down my cheeks, and I have drool all over my chin." she deadpans, grabbing her handbag. Huh, she brought wipes?
"Like I said... you look beautiful." I promise, making her blush slightly. She really does.
"I look like a slut... but I guess I am one?" she says with a derisive laugh. "Sucking dick on the first date... not that I regret it." she promises after a moment. "Just... if you tell anyone I did this, I'll... well, I won't do it again."
"Sooo... you're saying you'll do it again?" I ask, a slight smirk on my face as she rolls her eyes.
"And more... if you play your cards right. If you want me to... s-suck your dick again, you'll have to return the favour." Weiss says, blushing like mad.
"That, I can do."
- Winter -
Standing in front of her brother, she had to admit to feeling... chastised at the look in his eyes as she passed his scroll over to him.
"So... what were you doing going through my messages? And don't act dumb, I can track what's happening on my scroll." Shiro said calmly, staring her down.
"I was... just curious about you, we know so little about you, about your life after all." Winter lied quickly, seeing the amused look in his eyes.
"And you decided the best way to find out was to look through my texts?" he asked in amusement.
"I... am sorry, I let my curiosity overcome my common sense." Winter said quickly, hoping she hadn't already ruined her chances at her mission.
"Hm, that's fine... just try not to do it again... so, you work for General Ironwood, right?" Shiro asked, sitting down on the bed as he stared at her.
"I do, as one of the top Atlesian Specialists I work directly under him, why do you ask?" she asked, happy to change the subject.
"Curiosity, it runs in the family apparently... what's he like? I know a little about him, but that's mostly just rumours, I'd like to know what I'm getting myself into before I meet with him." Shiro said calmly, making her straighten up.
"General Ironwood is the only thing keeping Atlas standing, he's a true patriot, willing to do what is needed to keep us safe from the ever-attacking Grimm. He's a brilliant leader, and a wonderful man." she said with almost zealot fervour watching his lips twitch.
"Uhuh... Winter... you're blushing." Shiro pointed out, making her eyes widen. "Wanna ride the old Ironwood, huh?"
"I... I have no idea what you are talking about." Winter said rapidly, looking away from him.
"Hey, it's nothing to be ashamed about. So how long have you wanted him to order you to get on your knees? Do you fantasise about him bending you over his desk?" Shiro asked teasingly, making her let out a sigh.
Mostly because he wasn't wrong, she had fantasised about that... and then he ordered her to seduce her own brother for the good of Atlas.
But she was a soldier, and she would follow her orders for the good of all Atlas.
Sitting down next to him, she sighed.
"Okay... fine, your right. He's a great man... but he's all business, and he'd never take advantage of a subordinate like that." she admitted. "I've had a crush on him since... well, before I even joined the Atlesian military, but there's only so long you can be shot down before it starts to wear you down, you know?" she said, mostly to display a level of weakness to gain his trust...
But she couldn't deny it was partially true.
"Honestly, if he's been able to resist you for years, he has far more control than I would in his position." Shiro said easily, making her smile. Of course, he had more control than a lustful brute like Shiro.
"Indeed... it's not like I don't understand. An affair between the General and a subordinate would ruin his reputation, even if I am willing, his enemies would call it an abuse of power, make it out like he used his position to force me... they'd probably say that the only reason he put me working directly under him was for my looks and that he'd been grooming me for years." she said with a sigh.
"Ahh, politics. As irritating as ever." Shiro said sympathetically.
"Your right about that... hopefully with Robyn becoming a Council Member, things will be easier." she said, watching him. She'd seen the report, Robyn had basically sold herself to Shiro for Willow's aid, which meant her vote might as well be his vote.
General Ironwood had two of the five votes, as both General and Headmaster of Atlesian Huntsmen Academy, if she could convince Shiro to join him, then he'd be able to use his control over Robyn to get three of the five votes. The other two councillors might as well just be forgotten about, which would stop their endless interfering in Atlas Military operations.
"Ah, yeah... we've met. Nice woman, but she... honestly just seems to care about Mantle. I don't think she's a very political person." Shiro said with a shrug.
"She's also the leader of one of Atlas's most popular hunter teams. They aren't as strong as the Ace Operatives, you'll meet them tomorrow by the way, but they much more popular, and public opinion is a powerful thing. People love Robyn, and honestly... they don't love General Ironwood, he has to make a lot of tough decisions, and the civilians don't always understand the big picture. A serious man like the General is far harder to accept than a friendly and attractive woman like Robyn." she admitted, mostly ranting despite herself.
"Most of the rumours I found about him made Ironwood out to be a hard-ass with too much power... so you might have a point there." Shiro said making her scowl, not so much at Shiro himself, but at the unfair representation the General had... "Guess I'll just have to see for myself, tomorrow." he said with a shrug.
"I would just ask that you give him a chance, he is far more than his reputation." Winter said with a sigh, realistically, sitting on his bed next to him... she should have pushed to try and start her... seduction.
But she just couldn't bring herself to, not right now. This had gotten more... heavy than she expected. Shiro was just easy to talk to for some reason, and it was nice to finally admit her feelings for the General to someone else, to rant about her problems...
"I'll leave you for now... you have a busy day tomorrow after all, get some sleep, brother." Winter said, wrapping her arms around Shiro and giving him a light hug before she broke it. "Good night."
"Night, Winter."
- Shiro -
Daddy issues making her want an older man, an unrequited love, her distaste at her orders warring with her loyalty to her leader, guilt over betraying her family. Well, isn't she fun?
I don't have access to my Mind Control toys here... but I don't need them, if anything it'll be good to try bringing people under my control without using it as a crutch.
Stretching slightly, I frown as I lay in a very comfortable bed... there's just one big problem with it...
I don't sleep alone.
A single text and a couple of minutes later, a knock on my door makes me smile.
As the door opens, I grin hungrily as Willow steps into my room, wearing only a flimsy white nightie.
Time to become a real mother fucker.
- Bonus Scene – The Ace Operatives -
"What do you think of our... new orders?" Elm asked as they reached their room.
"What I think doesn't matter, General Ironwood is counting on us." Harriet said quickly, pushing down her scowl.
"Yeah... but being sent to kill Grimm or protect villages is one thing... this-" Elm continued, trailing off. "We're the best team in Atlas... some of the best Huntresses in the world, we didn't train this long, this hard... just to be whored ou-"
"I said, it doesn't matter!" Harriet cut her off, scowling. "No, I don't like it. Yes, it's degrading, but it doesn't matter. What matters is getting into this... Shiro's good graces, you've seen the reports, same as me. He's a genius, better than any Atlesian Scientist, teleportation at nineteen? Our scientists could barely even set his device up... and if he's left alone he'll leave Atlas in the dust, he might even make Vale the new most advanced Nation... can you imagine that? Atlas has always been the technological capital of Remnant, the leader of the other nations... we're the first amongst equal nations, and only Atlas can be trusted with that power. Vacuo has already started pushing their technology while cutting off all contact, Mistral is a hotbed of crime and debauchery, and Vale isn't much better. Atlas has to stay on top, for the good of all Remnant... and that means making sure someone as smart as Shiro is on our side." she said, running out of steam. "No matter what it takes."
"Right, I know... it's just..." Elm started, frowning.
"I know, trust me... I know." Harriet sighed.
She was a virgin, barely even dated... and now she was being ordered to do this?
It hurt her pride to now she was more useful to Atlas on her back than she was in battle, even if that's not how the General had described it.
Still, she was an Atlas Ace Operative, ready to do whatever Atlas needed of her... no matter how distasteful.
- Bonus Scene – Whitley's Woes -
He'd made a mistake... it was apparent in hindsight, but he'd messed up.
He'd put a lot of effort into being father's favourite, working to replace Weiss as the Heir of the family for as long as he could remember... she even made it easy with her little rebellion, applying for Beacon against his will.
He was so close to being the heir, to being the next head of the family... and then father died.
He should have seen it coming, he had so many enemies, after all, he should have realised that father would be killed eventually, but he'd always seemed untouchable.
Now he was left dealing with mother, who was far harder to deal with. His ass-kissing did nothing, and she cared for one thing, and one thing only. Shiro.
It actually hurt to see how little she cared for him compared to Shiro, she'd fight the world for Shiro... and he had doubts she'd fight a particularly aggressive mouse for him.
To make things worse, Shiro had turned down the offer to be heir, which should be a good thing but he made it clear he didn't want to upset Weiss, which meant mother didn't want to upset Weiss either, leaving him out of luck.
Even if Weiss got herself killed in her little Huntress plan, Shiro would become the Heir, not him.
The position of Heir was out of his reach now, probably forever...
Weiss was almost as obsessed with Shiro as their mother was, which left him one path left to getting a comfortable life.
He needed to get close to Shiro, and use Weiss and Willow's love of him to get himself set up in a nice cushy position in the SDC.
Authors Note: Atlas has no idea the danger that just popped into their precious kingdom.
Two recommendations this time.
Gamer of the Wild by metaltilldeath666, a Gamer fic with a Druid as the main character, something I haven't seen before.
And A Gamer Among Demigods by Nomadic Chaos, a Percy Jackson fic.
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