Not much to say here, just began writing this right after the Kali and Blake one. I really don't know what to go on about right now, not much has happened. My summer break so far just consist of playing games and getting high, while reading a lot. And if you've been around for a while you'd probably expect me to ramble on about my ex and how terrible I'm feeling, but... Well nothing, not much has changed. I'm still very upset and can't heal without her, but since there's nothing new happening I'll just get on with the story. It's just that things are really boring without her. So, yeah. Still wish I was dead.

This is gonna be Penny x Roman by the by, I couldn't find anything about this ship. No art, no fics, nothing. Looked up a shipping chart and apparently they only have one name, so just stick with the shitty pun. This takes place right after volume one.

Roman Torchwick began his day with a sigh, or more of a painful groan. Realizing where he was as he woke up made his anger returned as the memories flooded back in. The breach, the train, the stupid plan... Her plan... Had him end up in jail while they prepped for the next phase, the best part. And he had to miss out on it all. Just stay in the cell until his cue finally came in, nothing but boredom.

The worst part was the cell itself perhaps, if they were going to cut him out from everything he could've at least got a decent room for God's sake! It was just a small hut with a bench that was just enough for him to lay on with bent knees, no sheets or pillows either, just a hunk of wood. The best and most expensive military in the world... Can't provide humane conditions for inmates. At least he was alone, considering he was the only person there he had quiet time. 3 bathroom breaks and 2 meals, wasn't all that bad. He just wished he could be out of the damn room more often, he was the only person there! Wouldn't hurt to spend two guards to watch his moves.

Regardless, he was not thrilled in the slightest. Sure, it was nice and quiet, but still lonely. He hated nearly everybody he knew, except for the one person that's kept him from going insane, his little baby girl Neo. He could handle not being without her for a while, their work made it difficult to be intimate, but not waking up to her sitting on his face or her lips not being wrapped around his morning wood was starting to drive him crazy.

Yes, the criminal was incredibly pent up. The limit to his sex drive was as big as his desire for organized crime. Pervert or not, at least he was loyal to his partner, with an equally large sex drive. And he typically justified his dirty mind with that fact, unlike other sexaholics in the crime business, what usually got them off was nothing compared to him fucking his teenage daughter. At least he waited until she went through puberty, while all the other freaks did worse things under the sheets than he's done in his whole life. And he's taken lives before, just because they would annoy him. So, he went on living with organized crime consuming half his time, and fucking his baby girl senselessly with the other half.

Only bad news was, of course, she wasn't here. Almost made him tear up, all sexual encounters aside, he still loved her deeply as she did him. He couldn't imagine just how frustrated she must've been without her fix of the illustrious 'Torchdick' she deemed it, he was her drug and no doubt she was addicted. He would just get the common cranky attitude and lash out at anybody that tried talking to him. But Neo... Trying to make contact with a sexually frustrated Neo could be damn near suicidal. Even if its Roman himself, she'd pounce and they'd be in the bedroom until faced with starvation. So of course, he took it upon himself to... Ease his frustration. He tried to give himself some 'self-loving' as he called it, but it could never compare to the magic that she worked. He'd even settle for just her hand at this point. The added attention from guards and possible cameras didn't help either, he could break out and use his new 'cane' as a weapon if he probably wanted to.

Nevertheless, he was horny. Bored, ticked off, and sweating for the desire of release.

"This ought to be a more suited punishment..." He heard a voice, nobody really talked around here. Not even the guards that seemed as bored as him, so he automatically knew the voice to be Ironwood's. But he rarely showed at all, only when he closed Roman's cell door for good was when they last had a conversation. And it seemed like he had a friend as well. Goodie.

"I don't understand... I was under the impression that if I were to fully appear as you want me to, I would do what's considered 'normal' for people my presumed age, and social status. Such as social interaction or just simply looking for an entertaining task outside.." The voice of a young girl was heard, she sounded very naive and even innocent. What business did someone like her have with the Atlas military? He'd have to wait and listen.

"Yes... And if we are to keep up this charade and appear how we want them to perceive us, we'll do exactly what 'normal' people would do. They don't see me as your father, which is good. And you're not my daughter either, you're just a skilled and very special girl representing Atlas for the festival. However, I'm still your guardian, charade or not, and I have to be responsible for you like a parent would. Your recent actions have been very out of line and even dangerous. You're not a huntress, and can't be out alone anymore, its a risk. So, this will be your punishment until further notice. I'll brief you when we get there" Every second their voices drew closer, either they were slow as a turtle or this place was much bigger than Roman thought, because they still hadn't reached his cell. Then again it was at the very end. So he had time to think. Just who was this girl and what was Ironwood doing with her? He tried to piece it together, but figured just to wait for the explanation instead.

As soon as he heard footsteps, Roman went into position. Laying on his bench and faking sleep, just to mess with the general. Several unlocking sounds were heard as the door swung open, and the cell gained more light.

"Torchwick! Get up." He demanded in his strict tone, though it didn't intimidate Roman. He slowly sat up and stretched, drawing a long yawn just to be dramatic.

"Oh hello James! I was dreaming of a world where I get better food and less time in this cramped ditch." He said, putting on his signature grin as he looked at them. When he saw the girl, he instantly recognized her. The girl at the docks with the flying swords that destroyed a couple of the cargo ships just on her own. It almost made him shiver, and he would have if he didn't have to keep up with the sarcastic face. Still, seeing her standing to innocently and hearing her just as innocent voice made it hard to believe she was a death machine.

"You can keep dreaming, Torchwick. Though I did come with something that can help ease your pain... You see, simply my young... Protege, here has been acting up and can't be trusted out on her own. So as a form of discipline and her grounding, she would assume the worst thing anyone here could do. Normally it would have to be serving the prisoners, but it had gotten worse when she'd have to be serving you instead. So, she'll be the one to make sure you don't misbehave, brush before bed, and scrub behind your ears." Damn. He was kinda surprised to see Ironwood just as condescending as he could be. But he always had one in the chamber.

"Scrub behind my ears eh? So she'll be there during shower time~?" It was a bit of overkill for a first response, but he was cranky. And wasn't even sure if he said what he said was because he was so horny, or because seeing a girl in weeks triggered something in him. He was waiting for the usual cringed face of disgust he got with every girl he flirted with, but it was almost like she didn't hear him at all. She just looked at him blankly. Ironwood's response however, was immediate and enraged.

"If you so much as touch her, we'll make sure your next cell has a bed in the trash compactor!" He snapped, he would've gotten closer for added affect but the cell really was too small for anyone to stand inside of. He instead raised his pointed finger at Roman's face.

"As long as I get a fucking blanket..." He mumbled, not in the mood to keep up his sarcasm. His defeated look gave Ironwood a smile of satisfaction before looking over to his side.

"Penny, you are to serve and chaperone this man until your punishment is over, make sure he's satisfied and never gets out of line. If anything goes out of control, you will instantly contact me and let me know first. Whatever minor conveniences he may need, you will provide. Understand?" He said while never looking away from her eyes. She simply nodded and responded.

"Yes sir, as you wish." She sounded more like a loyal pet than the death machine Roman assumed her to be. Most likely going to make this fun for him, another toy.

"Good. This will be effective as of now." He said before looking at Roman.

"If you so much as lay a finger on her, I'll be sure to send you off to the nearest public jail where you'll be surrounded by the most vile people in existence, happy to kill a criminal whose had it scott free until now." He tried to get to Roman, but his cocky grin never left. After a stare down, Ironwood left with Penny standing outside the open cell.

"Brilliant..." Roman muttered as he wiped his eyes. When he looked back up, it almost looked like Penny had gotten closer. Her wide eyes and smile almost seemed creepy, before she stuck out her hand.

"Hi! I'm Penny! I'll be taking care of you as you're incarcerated!" She said rather happily despite the very tense air Ironwood left behind. It was awkward for her to randomly spring up like this, as he stuck out a hand and firmly shook hers.

"Yeah, I kinda heard most of everything... Nice to meet you, without the swords." He said before slumping on his bench. Great, his peaceful quiet time was replaced with an awkward and dense teenager. And a cute one at that, if he were single he would've pounced her as soon as Ironwood turned his back. Though, she was just... Weird. Her smile was quite big, despite the tension in the air, it confused him.

"Swords? Oh, yes. I remember you at the docks! I'm very combat ready!" She said with a salute and bigger smile of confidence.

"So I've seen..." He took off his hat as he barely paid attention, trying to get comfy in his uncomfortable seat. Hating how this day was already going.

"So, how may I be of service? Would you like some bottled water? Any dirty laundry need to be cleaned? A bathroom break?" She rambled one, barely giving him a chance to retort. When it came, he responded bluntly.

"No."

"No.?"

"No."

"To what?"

"Everything. I don't want anything. And the only thing I need, is nothing that you could provide."

"Are you sure...?"

"Yes."

"Please... I need to show some kind of progress, otherwise my master will be disappointed..." She said, looking down with a hint of desperation in her voice.

"Look, kid... I've got only one thing that could make my misery ease up, and I'm sure as Hell you don't wanna provide. God I just wish my baby girl was here..."

"Why? How can this 'baby girl' of yours please you in a way I can't?"

"She does very special things for me that make me feel good, that no other girl really does... Except a drunk Cinder on New Year's..." He muttered the last bit. Trying to give this girl a hint.

"Like what? I understand this place isn't your home and you're an inmate, but I promise to do whatever I can!" She didn't seem to understand what Roman had meant. With a sigh and a roll of his eyes, he continued.

"She's a very special person to me, and does special things for me... Sexually." He hated to spell it out to her, obviously it was awkward but she needed to get the message. Her eyes lit up a bit as it seemed to click.

"Oh! She's your mate! I see, and mates initiate the reproductive cycle to repopulate. But why does she do such a constant thing? How many offspring have you conceived already?" Well, it was close enough. She got a portion of it correct.

"No, kid, not that... Yes, it is similar to the 'reproductive cycle' but we don't actually produce any offspring." He was almost ready to punch a wall from frustration. Caused by both his low sexual intake and the idiocy of this girl.

"Ohhh, you mean the pleasures of the flesh?"

"Yes... Exactly. And I doubt you'd be interested or even allowed, so that's why you can't help." He gave another sigh, one of relief that he was done explaining to a teenager that he had sex with his partner like it was the most important information there was.

"I'm well educated in such topics, though I'm most likely not allowed to have any future mate, I can still be of aid. Would you like for me to assist? I would have no issue." She finished, admitting that Roman could freely use her body like it was no big deal. She had no blush or stutter or anything, just looking at him with curiosity for his response. It took him a while to rethink what she said, before replying.

"Kid... You know what you just said right...? Enough with beating around the bush, I'll just say it... I have my lover that I do sexual things with, she and I enjoy what we do but now that we're separated, I haven't been able to get any action. So I've been very pent up and frustrated, and I need release. And you've just offered yourself to help me sexually..."

"Yes" She said bluntly, like she already knew. The huge lack of hesitation or second thought weirded him out.

"And you have no problem with that...?" His interest was peaked suddenly.

"Not at all, if it helps then I'll do whatever is needed."

"And you know exactly what we're gonna do? With each other...?"

"Yes, the act of fornication with no offspring as a result. Purely for the sake of satisfaction."

"Right.. Well I guess we can get started. Just let me know if I do something you don't like, this is all bad enough already..."

"Of course!"

With that, Roman poked his head out the cell door and looked side to side, searching for any bystanders. Seeing nobody, he grabbed a surprised Penny inside and closed the door. Making her straddle his lap, he wrapped his arms around her body and grinned. No doubt he was poking her.

'Talk about backfire, James'

Suddenly his situation had gotten better, he now had a young, cute, and petite girl willing to let him use her. Which he sure as Hell will do, he hasn't had touch like this is too long. Penny gasped in surprised, not expecting him to be so swift.

"O-oh dear... Is this the fornication process?" She finally expressed some different emotion, her change from being so cheerful to flabbergasted was a turn on. He was pretty dim in the cell, but he could sense that she was blushing.

"Yes, and this is going to be us fucking, and this is how it'll go. I'm gonna strip you, put you on my lap, and you're never going to stop riding me until I cum. Now be a good girl and help undo my pants..." With such a cute face and bright green eyes, he'd love to do some foreplay. To see her face with his cock in her mouth, making her gag as he would no doubt be relentless, but he was way too needy. He didn't even think about taking off all his clothing or even her's, he just wanted to do it now. There was no going back once the door closed, even if Ironwood came back he wouldn't stop until she was leaking pumped full. And the cell was too short to really do much else. It took her a while, but Penny was able to finally free the hardened cock of Roman Torchwick. It was throbbing with need, hard and ready to get to action. She felt it in her hand and wrapped her fingers around the member, surprised by everything. This was no doubt her first time seeing someone naked, and she was very inexperienced. She slowly stroked it before commenting.

"My... So endowed, and anticipated.." She looked back at him, as soon as they made eye contact his lips met hers. She again gasped in surprise, eyes widening as the thief stole her first kiss, she slowly melted into it. Eyes closing and giving small moans of pleasure, his lips alone were very pleasing, she moaned even louder as his tongue entered and played with her's. She didn't know how to react, staying still as his tongue explored her mouth and swirled with her's. He pulled back and looked deeply into her eyes, she felt very nervous for some reason. He looked intimidating, but also comforting. Like she genuinely wanted whatever came next, it was evident as her hand stroked him faster. She gave him a nice hand job as the two just stared into each other's eyes, he was still breathing from the long kiss while she didn't seem to need oxygen. Soon enough, their moment of passion ended when both his hands gripped her hips, bringing her closer as he placed her right over his cock and slowly lowering her. His cock was stopped when it met her panties, making him roll his eyes as he forgot about her underwear.

"Move them..." He said, getting greedy.

"Oh... Of course, m-my bad." She said, embarrassed. Her hand went down between her legs and under her dress, she tugged on her panties to the side and lowered herself. She regretted doing it too fast and sudden, as the huge member filling up her insides made her almost scream. She shivered in place, having not learned or experienced this sensation before. As Roman's large member went deeper, getting contracted by her velvety wet walls, he couldn't help but groan at how tight she was. Penny shivered in place, feeling his cock filling her up and keeping her still in place. She leaned forward to rest her head on his chest, taking big breaths. His arms wrapped around her body tightly as he helped her through it. He would've tried to make sure she was fine first, but his dry spell needed to be broken as soon as possible.

So, his hands went to her hips and grabbed firmly, before lifting her back up, then straight down on his lap. Making her yelp, she was caught off guard and still adjusting, but couldn't deny just how great it secretly felt. Her breath hitched when she felt him do it again, but when she bounced down, his hands kept their grip and lifted her back up. Before Penny knew it, she was slowly bouncing up and down the cock of Roman Torchwick. Up and down, slap after slap, she rode him with such euphoria in her mind that her vision was getting fuzzy. Her arms never left his neck, holding onto him for dear life's sake. Trying to stay still on his lap, making sure this newfound and incredible sensation never ended.

As for Roman however, he was doing fairly decent. This wasn't exactly out of the ordinary for him, but being so pent up made it feel amazing after such a long time. He hugged the girl closely, he was still trying to envision Neo. Avoiding seeing Penny's face was easy by just holding her close, but he couldn't help but notice that she was still quite clothed. With his hands going down to grab an ass cheek each, he slowed down her riding to whisper into her ear.

"Lose the top~" He simply said. Something about his demanding tone gave Penny exciting bolts deep in her core, with a smile she began shedding away her upper layers until Roman stopped her at the bra.

"Let me, I love having the honours~" He again whispered, before undoing the girl's bra, tossing it away with the others. She felt obligated to cover herself like she had been taught to cover herself, but it didn't seem right for the moment. When she wanted to look down at them, she saw his face already going forward to take a nipple into his mouth. The feeling made her softly moan again, the sound echoing off the cell walls was music to Roman, and motivated him to keep licking her breasts. Switching between each mound and getting them equally stimulated with his tongue and lips. Soon enough he turned away and just kept sucking on her neck for a while, causing more soft moans to keep coming from her mouth. He held her body close, only this time her bare breasts felt much better against his chest. When he felt that her neck was getting just a bit too wet, he brought his lips to her war again to tease, just for fun.

"How's it feel~?" He cooed, licking her ear lobe when he finished.

"Ah! a-amazinnng~" She whimpered, showing him again just how innocent she was. It was cute, but the kind of cute that made him all the more aroused. Much like Neo.

"Good~" He pecked her cheek once more, saying nothing else. They remained in rhythm, both panting now with sweaty foreheads. His arms held her close but his hands never left playing with her ass. While she never really moved, keeping her arms wrapped around his neck in a romantic gesture, nuzzling into his neck and breathing heavy against him. But soon enough, he could sense his dick throb with the need to finish. He decided to warn her this time, giving her a little spank before whispering.

"I'm getting close! Get ready~!" Again, he would've been more considerate and ask if it was okay to cum inside, but his frustration needed to be relieved.

"W-what...?" Was all she could mutter, confused by what he said. But before she could configure another sentence, Roman grunted and immediately stopped all his thrusting. With a shiver of his own, Roman came inside Penny. Filling her up even more that she already was, shots of his warm seed firing into her body, with some leaking out as well. She slouched over a bit, trying to accept this new feeling, all his hot cum fill her insides, and the droplets down her thigh made her squirm a bit in his arms.

With his orgasm over, Roman relaxed in his spot and sighed happily. Finally being able to get some relief that wasn't from his hand, although he slouched limply, his arms around her body didn't loosed. Not that any of them were complaining, the close and intimate proximity was rather enjoyable. They both stayed quiet for the moment, coming off their orgasmic highs and relaxing in one another's arms, he would occasionally peck her cheek or neck. Making her smile each time.

After a few moments, Roman pushed her back a bit, just enough for some distance between them and he could see her eyes. She looked back into his, green met green, but their facial expressions were opposites. Her nervous and satisfied blushing face met his grinning and sarcastic mug. He leaned in to peck her nose, before talking.

"Well kiddo, your services were very pleasing. But I'm fine for now, plus I think it's bedtime anyway..." He looked over to see there was no more sunlight, showing how lat it was.

"You should be off, but I'll still be here~" He kissed her lips deeply, caressing her face as he did. Before separating, not meeting her eyes as he pulled his pants back on. In fact, Penny could've swore he didn't make anymore eye contact right after that moment, he instantly forgot about her as soon as her usefulness had been over with. Seemed somewhat hurtful to think about, but she didn't want to overthink it. Just make it back before it's too late.

She gathered her clothes after getting off his lap and out of the cell, redressing herself as fast as she could. When she was finished, she turned to see he had already fallen asleep. She wanted to stay a bit for some reason, but couldn't waste anymore time. Closing the cell door and hearing it automatically lock, Penny forced herself to quit looking at his sleeping figure and began walking away. Still feeling his cum soak her panties and dribble down her thighs. Shivering. she whispered to herself.

"Goodnight Mr. Torchwick..."

That was a thing, hope you enjoyed.

Anyway, as for news about me, not much. I know I've been a bit inconsistent with updates, but until about 4-ish weeks ago my schedule was kinda hectic. Aside from getting unbelievably stoned off my ass every so often, I was mainly busy with RTX a few weeks back. I went for all days, had a great time, and I was probably the most shittiest and cheapest cospalyer there. If you went and saw a bad looking Roman with glasses, probably me. Best moment was probably the last day, where I got to meet and hang out with Labinnak and Mangoloo cosplays. Mainly Casey (Ruby) where she was just the funniest and cutest thing ever.

Seriously had the most fun with the all the RWBY cosplay shoots, even going over to the pool for some shots, and all in all it was probably the best thing all summer. But now that its all done with, I might go back to writing on a better rate of updates. I dunno, kinda not feeling a writing mood lately. I usually get too high to focus on most days, and I'm still kinda missing all the fun from RTX. Met some really cool and nice dudes, most of which I didn't actually get their name.

Nevertheless, RTX was fucking awesome, even despite the fact my Neo couldn't make it like she said she would. Then again, she's said a lot of things..

I might start writing again, dunno. See y'all later.