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The Anthologies of a Sun Dragon
Messing With the Wrong(?) Man
Tai had taken his time at Beacon seriously as he trained to become a worthy Huntsman; when he applied to Signal Academy as a teacher he had taken it just as seriously, training youngsters and guiding them down the right path so they too could become great Huntsmen and Huntresses. He considered himself dependable, firm-but-fair, and a good teacher.
When he was suddenly called by General Ironwood called to ask him a favour of travelling to Atlas and help with training manuals for his Ace Operatives, Tai didn't even hesitate to accept; plus it meant that he could visit his girls who were currently abroad there and that was something a proud father like him could never refuse. Having arrived he was happy to meet up with them before he met the general, but even happier still when this favour meant he could oversee his daughters as well as the Ace Ops who were training team RWBY, JNPR, and to lesser degree his brother-in-law. So far so good; Ironwood was impressed with Tai's ideas and had him put into action within the same day.
So of course Tai felt he was about to break a blood vessel when he heard of – and later witnessed – the Ace Ops' poor treatment of team RWBY; especially his daughters. And specifically the Operative named Harriet Bree and to a lesser degree Elm Ederne.
As Qrow had put it, Harriet was "a bitch with piss-poor attitude" which seemed to be the general consensus amongst the non-Atlesians.
At first he chose to not interfere; sometimes you had to goad students in order to push them to do their best, of which he was guilty of doing as well, but Harriet (and again to lesser degree, Elm) did not do so to motivate them – she did so just for the hell of it. The leader, Clover, had intervened once, but apparently his words fell on deaf ears and the General was far too busy to deal with it. The right-hand-woman, Winter Schnee, Weiss' older sister, was also unfortunately not available.
Something had to give and right now it was Tai's patience.
He made a beeline for the Ace Operative in question as soon as everyone had left the training hall and followed her down the corridor with the Ace Ops' rooms-
"Excuse me, Miss Bree!"
The mocha-skinned girl peeked over her shoulder, unamused and uncaring. "Hm? Oh, Xiao-Long. What's up?"
Tch. Young people.
"`What is up´ is that your attitude towards my daughters is completely uncalled for!"
Harriet turned to face him, completely lax. "Huh? Your…Oh, right. Yang, right?"
"And Ruby Rose, thank you very much!"
"She's your daughter too? I don't see the resemblance…"
"She takes after her mother, but that's not—"
"That's quite the contrast between her and Yang."
"I was married twice, alright?! That's not the point," Tai shouted and immediately forced himself to calm down. "It's one thing to push students to do better, to motivate them, but your kind of attitude crosses a line! If anything it just disrupts their focus and robs their attention from the training itself!"
Harriet crossed her arms over her chest and eyed him with a glare. "Look blondie, I don't have time to babysit your brats. It's a waste of my time to train any of the kids out there when I should be out on missions or gets some practice in. I'm following your mess of a training manual as per the General's orders, but I ain't happy about it."
He could feel the veins pop out under his skin. "Listen, a little respect goes a long way. Ironwood called me in to help you Ace Ops. I'm a teacher; I know what I'm doing. This isn't even about that – this is about you mistreating my girls by messing up their training, all because of your personal dislike—"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, I finally got some time off, so about we wrap this up?"
Tai just gawked at her, nonplussed by the younger woman's audacity. His blood boiled. "Look, I'm trying to have a serious discussion with you here-"
"Not my problem. I ain't having it." She shrugged her shoulders. "Not my fault your daughters are too sensitive that they have to send their dad to protect them."
"They didn't talk to me; I came on my own accord after witnessing your behaviour!" He firmly replied. "I'm telling you to act your age and as the Ace Operative you're supposed to be. Don't mess with my girls and be professional, got it?"
The biggest grin curved Harriet's lips. "And what if I don't? What if I `accidentally´ rough them up during next session?" She stepped closer, challenging. "What are you going to do about it, old-timer? Old man? Gramps," she punctuated disturbingly clear.
The Ace Operative's room was suffused with heat and pungent smell of sweat and sex and the cacophony of flesh slapping against flesh and penetrating tight, wet heat-
"Ooh f-fffuuck!"
-and Harriet's strangled, ecstatic moan.
Tai wasn't sure how things had ended up like this, but it was strangely, alarmingly similar to his old days at Beacon; one moment they had argued and the next they were…kissing? The heat of the moment had escalated and now here he was, holding onto the younger woman's wrists as he took her from behind in her room, functionally nude and balls-deep inside of the Ace Operative.
"Sh-Shit! Damn, this old warhorse has still got it, h-huh?!" She let out with a gurgled moan. Her pussy clenched tightly down on Tai's cock as she shuddered, her pants risking of falling even further down her spread legs. "Ooohh…! F-fuck, now I see why you were married twice! The first one couldn't satisfy you, huh?!"
"That's not it!" Tai shouted back whilst he pumped his hips. His hips couldn't stop; they were jackhammering away, fervent and swiftly, into Harriet's velvety channel. The ecstasy of the sensation hugging his length, the rush and the dopamine blooming out over his body, was too addictive as he thrust rougher, harder, in anger.
"Mmmfh!"
He pulled her by her arms and she threw her head back, legs trembling.
"Mmph! Harder, old man!"
His left temple throbbed as his annoyance spiked, but nonetheless complied.
x.x
Harriet's scream was muffled by her drenched panties, the article of clothing balled up and stuffing her oral orifice as she hugged and clawed at her pillow the more Tai fucked her from behind.
His fair-skinned body blanketed over her mocha-toned, a hand on her shoulder and another on the curve of her ass and hip. The bedsprings flexed in a salacious cacophony, barely drowned out by the Ace Operative's muffled voice.
Pleasure raked over his senses with a sharp heat. He hammered his hips like a well-oiled engine piston, driving himself into a wild frenzy, creating sweet friction with his balls-deep thrusts in his frantic anger and lust combined.
Was this what people considered a hate-fuck?
"You better, unf, treat my daughters, ah, oh, better!" He told her, unsure if the young woman had the presence of mind to register his words. "Or else…!"
Or else, what? He'd go to the General regardless. Or Winter Schnee. Maybe have a stern talking to Clover again and really emphasize that he needs to make sure his teammates behave. What kind of adult treated the younger generation like that anyway?!
An electric jolt zipped over his spine and tingled over his throbbing cock, and interrupted Tai's train of thought. Harriet was squeezing down on him again in a silken vice grip as she had done at random intervals throughout…how long had they been going on now? Tai had confidence in his stamina and he had never once gotten a complaint from either Raven or Summer, so who really knew.
He fucked the mocha-skinned woman rougher, quicker; Harriet screamed around her makeshift gag and trembled as Tai went at it like a jackhammer, the knotted pressure about to burst the more pounded.
His judgement clouded by the white-hot pleasure, Tai hammered away until the knot burst at the seams and pushed him over the edge into sweet ecstasy in a torrent of heat and heart-pounding frissons. His grip tightened as he drove himself down to the base inside Harriet's quivering feminine channel, emptying himself with slow, powerful thrusts for each rope of creamy discharge, his body taut and muscles even tauter while his shaft throbbed and thrashed.
"MMMPHH!"
Harriet shuddered and bucked back against his pelvis when he ceased to move, clawing at her pillow and hugging it close as if her life depended on it.
The warm afterglow allowed room to breathe – for his heartrate to even out. Muscles relaxed and his grip softened until his arms hung limply at his sides.
Tai slowly pulled out and promptly earned a weak, muffled string of whines from the young woman below. The chill air that suddenly wreathed around his shaft made him shiver as he rested it between Harriet's butt-cheeks, his mind a dull white haze while the Ace Operative was a pliant puddle with the way her slumped body was nearly indented into the mattress.
Wiping his brow, Tai went to get dressed before he left without a word.
Since his "post-nut clarity" that Raven had once referred to it as back in the day, and a full day later, Tai was mortified and ashamed of how he had handled the situation.
Not to mention that this basically counted as rape, didn't it? He was certain he had made a move on Harriet first and he vaguely remembered a distinct "No" …or had it been in response to something else? He couldn't remember. And what would Ironwood say? Had the Ace Operative gone to the General, to Winter, and told everyone what had happened?
The utter shame of it was just the tip of the iceberg; his kids would be appalled, he likely would go to jail for this, and if he ever got out he would no longer be able to work as a teacher.
It was gut-wrenching how nothing seemed out of the ordinary as he made his way to the training hall (late as he was already), although he wanted to take the detour to Miss Bree's quarter and apologize. If he was lucky she'd let him off the hook with that or let him make it up to her somehow.
"Dad!"
He snapped out of his thoughts to see his daughters jog up to him. "Oh. Hey, girls! What's up…?"
"Where have you been?" Yang asked and crossed her arms over her chest. "You missed out on practice entirely."
Tai sighed. "Just had trouble sleeping, that's all. Sorry about that." He smiled at them apologetically. "I trust you all managed without my supervision though."
"I mean, yes," said Ruby. "But the Ace Ops didn't seem too happy about it. And Harriet kept being rude."
He cocked a single eyebrow.
"Yeah, tell me about it. She really amped up her bitchiness for some reason," Yang added and scoffed. "I don't get what her problem is. It's like she has a personal vendetta against us, but today she was really going at me and Ruby; Clover actually had to step in. It was so bizarre."
Tai glowered. "Is that right?"
"Mm…" Ruby sighed. "Oh well, at least it kept us on our toes. Can't say I'll miss this once we return to Beacon though."
Yang chuckled. "Ain't that the truth. Anyway, we'll be heading to the cafeteria to meet up with the others. Catch you later, dad."
"Yeah…" He waved them off. "Later…"
So she was going to take it out on his kids huh? Tai steeled himself; after he had his talk with the Ace Operative he would go and demand to meet the General and have a stern talk about this. There was no way his girls would improve at this rate, but more importantly he was a father who wanted to protect his girls even if it wasn't necessarily his place to step in.
He made a beeline for her quarter and firmly knocked on her door.
"Miss Bree! Are you there? I need a word with you!" He called out, anger firm in his tone. There was a shuffle coming from inside and he knocked again. "Miss Bree!"
Impatient, he grabbed the handle and to his surprise the door was unlocked, and against better judgement clouded by his anger Tai opened up and stepped inside—
The mocha-toned woman was sitting on her messy bed, leaning back and propping herself up with one arm, her vest discarded; her shirt was lifted up by her teeth, baring her breasts, and the shorts had joined the vest on the floor. Her dark-pink eyes immediately met his gaze, half-lidded and unfocused, as she openly played with herself in front of him, legs spread and panties nowhere to be seen.
Tai stopped dead in his tracks.
Harriet wiggled her eyebrows, the corners of her lips neatly curved into a sly smile.
Tai, despite himself, closed and locked the door behind him, his cock stirring to full mast.
This was Beacon all over again.