Chapter 4: Stressing a point
There are some people who think that the friendship between RWBY and Jaune is not as it should be. You are right. You're not getting more than Jaune's perspective, so some of the things are coloured by a teenager's perspective, one who isn't the most socially apt and suave.
He woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. The ringing sound was enough to wake up him fully, as the worries of the world slid away and he felt the burning inside his muscles increase. He could feel the strain as he opened his eyes and got up, feeling his muscles protest fiercely against the resistance that he felt. It was a slow burn at first, with the sensation washing over him like a wave of irritation.
'This sucks.'
He got out of bed, getting his comfortable workout shorts on, since there was no reason not to do that, packing a fresh set of jeans and his swimming shorts. Summer had said that they were going to be training harder, even though the muscle aches were still continuing.
He poured himself a bowl of oatmeal this time, adding some fruit to it and milk, mixing it all together. A soft check to the sky confirmed that it was already time for Summer to come around. A thrill went through him, the sensation making him feel even more nervous, as he imagined the things that she would have in store, as well as remembering that time that she'd blown his mind.
It was an older woman. An older woman who was teaching him the ins and outs of a woman's body, seemingly to make sure that Ruby had someone who could be depended on. She'd been his best friend for a while, yet girls tended to stick together.
If he had been gay or something, he would probably have fit in much better, yet it was unfortunately not the case. Yang had her exercise and her training, Blake was one of the fittest women in the school, Weiss had her career, yet they all gathered around Ruby. It was hard to sometimes get in-between that, even if his fancying of Weiss had been more about the way that she appeared like an ethereal princess.
The door rattled, as Summer made her appearance known. Half a bowl of oatmeal was left, yet he walked to the door nevertheless. Summer stood there, dressed in yet another outfit. They only washed twice a week, as far as he knew from Ruby, so it was logical that she wouldn't want to be walking around in an outfit that'd been sweated in. "Good morning, Jaune."
Summer's voice was warm as he stepped aside to let her in. He could smell something in the air, something lighter and flowery. Not deodorant, yet more like perfume. "Ready to get running?"
"I've got some oatmeal left… I'll just scarf that down and be at your service." A smack to his butt followed his statement, as she gave a light giggle, her eyes closing for a moment.
"Alright… let's get me settled in too. A cup of coffee might be enough to soothe the frazzled nerves a bit…" She was warm, as she joined him at the kitchen table, seated right beside him. The spoon dipped into the oatmeal, and her hands put the package of instant coffee into the cup, adding the hot water. "Still better than some of the stuff we had to eat back in…" She paused, a look in her eyes that he couldn't quite identify. "Well, it wasn't a good place for kids like you."
A smile, not as wonderful, even as his mother decided to join them, yawning a little as she emerged, wearing her housecoat. "Not working like a trooper, Jaune? My, you're going soft on him, Summer."
Summer's smile brightened a little as she looked at his mother, a grin teasing along her lips. "Oh, he's been plenty hard with me, though he gets soft whenever I let him relax a bit." It was definitely innuendo, his mother's lips thinning, as Summer patted his shoulder. "He's going for the first examination. Hard run! Lifts! He'll be left screaming for blood and mercy when I'm done."
The woman couldn't appreciate it. The look continued, even as Summer sighed. "Did he tell you that Ruby confessed to him?" His mother gave him a look, one that was like 'I did not hear that news yet' with a raised eyebrow, the topic deflected. "I've got to give him a bit of punishment for that… Leading my poor girl on with his sexy bum! You've got eight kids! I don't want to have nine grandchildren when this lil' trooper's with my girl."
"Jaune…" His mother's voice threatened, in that motherly voice. It sounded more like a growl from some ancient creature like a dragon as she looked at him. "You will use protection, right?" He couldn't imagine Ruby not using it… Or Summer. The woman smirked deviously at his mother, patting his shoulder.
"I've gotten some condoms for that eventuality. Ever loyal doesn't mean being stupid. If he's putting his sledgehammer anywhere near a rosebush, I want it to never hurt a tender flower." The woman looked at Summer, her gaze intense.
"I'm watching you, Summer Rose." The woman said, Summer grinning back cheekily.
"Your husband might not like you checking me out… But you know what? Whatever happens in Vacuo…" His mother made a face, even as his father joined them downstairs. The man's face took in the situation, sighing a little.
"Honey, there's no need to be concerned. Marines take care of their own. If she said she'll train him, she'll train him. You don't have to believe those ghost stories about us being emotionless killers… I mean… Jaune isn't a stupid boy." His mother laughed a laugh which was a slight hint less emotionally charged.
"A woman alone with my only son… You always told the girls to stay far away from being alone with a boy…" Summer looked offended at that comment.
"I'm not some lame bird-fuck who shoots at the wrong time. I'm pretty damn sure that I'd be able to keep my hands off a kid who hasn't even grown hair on his balls!" His mother and father looked at her. "What? He doesn't even have a beard! How masculine is that?"
The wince wasn't hidden, as his father sighed deeply. "Jaune is just a little late bloomer… I'm sure he'll get a wonderful beard… or else I'll have to thump my wife a few more times later on." His mother looked at her husband and shook her head.
"With your luck, he'll get a new sibling in nine months. I know that they called you 'No-Pullout-Game Joe' with your squad…" The teasing between his parents was there, even as he sighed. He felt Summer's hand pinch his bottom, as she smiled.
"I'll make him a better son. You can trust me on that." The hand explored his rump, her eyes light, even as the gloomy sensation inside him slowly fell away. His mother and father looked at her, their little 'argument' forgotten.
"Yeah, make him into something better than the flyboys…" His father said, his mother's expression dim in her enthusiasm.
"I'll make him swim laps in the pool too. He'll be doing sea and land stuff… Probably. If he drowns, I'll make sure to bring him back half-dead." Summer didn't sound like she was joking, though her eyes glinted with amused intent in them.
As he got into the car after fifteen minutes, he finally voiced his questions. "Was that… really necessary?" He asked, referring to Summer's little dialogue with his mother. He'd remained silent as he didn't quite know what to do, but the nagging feeling inside him didn't stop.
"Not really. I'm…" She looked a little lost, her grip on the steering wheel whitening a little. "It's tough, you know. Ever since you've been in my life…"
A deep sigh came from her lips, and she looked at the fuel gauge. "I'll have to get some gas first. Let's see whether the pump is still open." She wasn't going to elaborate, it seemed. The gas station was open at six thirty in the morning, luckily, Summer fueling the car up with some gasoline and paying through her debit card.
'At least she's responsible…'
They pulled over to the side on the forest road that they used for their practice, the same as the first time that she'd had her hands on him in the exercise manner. Summer looked a little out of it, her eyes a little dull, even as she directed her gaze to him. "Run along the track, Jaune. I'll time you. Two miles, decent pace. Consider it a warm-up."
He did as she asked. His trainers were on his feet, the soil below him was still cool and damp with the dew, yet he was off, moving through the forested surroundings. He easily made the path through the forest with no difficulty, coming to the spot where they had turned around and then turning around, the way back feeling like it was coming home.
He could hear Summer angrily speaking, her voice sounding almost like a fury. "… at this time, you lazy bird fuck?! Don't you know how much Yang misses you? She looks at that picture every night, you sleazy disease-ridden maggot-cunt!"
As he came closer, he could see her gesticulating with a hand, a phone in her hands that looked like one of those really old Nokia models. "And let me tell you, when I get my hands on you, it's going to be Rose-grilled fucking turkey, you little bandit slag!"
He didn't approach much further, as Summer noticed him. "Alright, go and buzz off, bird… And don't fucking call me again… Tai is…" She shook herself, pressing the button on the phone. Tucking it away into her pocket, she smiled at him. "Back from your run, Jaune? Now… hands against the hood of the car…"
She demonstrated. A push-up, against the hood of the car. Easy enough. He followed after her, and she moved, a soft exhale, as her hands went to his hips. "There… Now… do it."
Her fingers slid over his rump, as her head laid against his back as he moved, the touch thrilling in a way, even as her fingers made their way forwards, rubbing over his groin.
"Hmmm…" She mumbled, her lips pressed against his back. She seemed to be lost in thought, as her hands groped over his groin. It was a gentle stroking pull and kneading motion, his manhood hardening, as her fingers hooked in his shorts and pulled them down. "I've got you, baby…"
*Here be manual stimulus of male genitalia. It has been edited out.*
"Alright… Now that you've had a bit of a cooling down…" She was off, a little bit in attitude as well as her enthusiasm. "Give me some squats." It was half-hearted, as if she realized something. She rummaged in the car, doing something out of his sight, a sound of a bottle being uncorked and drank, even as a satisfied 'ahh' came from her lips.
"Did you like that, Jaune?" Her voice was heady, even as the smell of Summer invaded his nostrils as she leaned against him. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes…" He was no longer hard, yet her touch made him feel good. It was wonderful to feel her touch him. The members of Ruby's little band of babes never would have been bold enough to do what Summer was doing for him… What she was doing to him.
It was hot. Summer was hot. She was a milf who knew what she wanted, and he couldn't do anything about it. "Do you dream of Ruby when you're in your bed?" The question was off, as her voice sounded breathy.
"Or do you dream of me, hmm?"
There was a need in the woman's voice for something that was positive, he could tell. Summer sounded fragile for a moment, as she pressed against him.
"Summer, I…"
She slipped in front of him. Her face was like an older Ruby, with the signs of aging. Silver eyes, her red hair cut short. The smell of her deodorant or perfume in the air. "It's okay…" Those eyes were not focusing on him. "It's okay, sweetheart…"
She pressed a finger against his lips, as she leaned closer, her own lips parting. "It's going to be okay… Raven isn't going to lay a finger on you, no… She's not going to steal you away…" Her finger was pulled away, as she kissed his lips, a kiss that was light and feathery, as her hands brushed over his shoulders, as she pressed against him. "No…"
"You're going to be…" She paused, as if thinking about what she was going to say. "No…" She suddenly stood up, shaking her head. "That's not right, that's not right, think…"
"Summer?"
He asked, calling out to her. Her eyes looked at him, as her lips formed a bitter smile.
"You should be thinking about a good girl like Ruby… Not some… broken woman." He didn't think she was broken. Ruby was a great girl. Summer was great as well. "I'm… I'm sorry." She mumbled.
The words had been spoken by his partner Pyrrha a few times, though the girl had gone on to become an athlete, even starring in a few commercials. It was only for Ruby that he hung around with the members of her team of intrepid explorers. "It's okay… I mean… no harm done, right?" He smiled, trying to hope that she'd kiss him again.
"No… No harm done. You're…"She paused, looking at his face for the longest of time. "You're a good boy… A nice boy, a boy that Ruby likes. I shouldn't…"
"You're training me." She looked very doubtful, even with her eyes on him. "You're… nice." She smiled before she leaned forward again and kissed him.
"I'm supposed to be nice, sweetheart. Now… Let's get on a run, shall we?" It was sweet, yet he had the nagging feeling that there was something that she wasn't fully telling him. She was affectionate, she did things, but…
"Jaune?" Her voice cut through his thoughts as he jogged, her fit body bouncing with every step. "Do you think… Do you think I'm too strict on my girls? Just be honest." A question that hung in the air. Did he think he was too strict for them?
Ruby was free as a bird, free to do what she wanted and not worry about anything more than a scolding. Yang never had been restrained, nor had she been told to keep mum about things, so it did not look like it was the wrong choice to say that she was doing alright.
"Don't you think that you should ask this to your ex-husband, Summer?" Her breathing was heavier due to the run they were on, the ground below his feet crunching as they continued. "He's got a say in this too… and-"
He felt her grab a hold of him, leaping onto his back. The sudden weight of a woman who weighed between 60 and 70 kilograms added to his back made him stumble. "I'm asking you, silly…" She whispered in his ear, as he fought to keep standing.
"Summer, please…" He called out, and she slid down.
"I'm asking you because I want your opinion." Her voice was commanding, a little bossy and dedicated, as her silver eyes met his own. She was dedicated to the thought now, and she did not seem to be getting herself any less worked up.
"I think you're doing fine. Ruby is my best friend, she's great. That she's dating Weiss is… a bit saddening, but we're good! She's still a friend. Yang is a tease, but she's a good girl… probably. If she'd calm down a little, she might be a better friend, but she and Blake have that thing going on." Summer's serious expression was there, as she stood slightly shorter than he did.
"And… and me?" The question was spoken tenderly, as her tongue flicked over her lips. A blush was on her cheeks.
"What… what about me? What do you… what do you think about me?"
"You're Ruby's mom. That makes you one of the best moms in the world." A stiffening of her shoulders, a firmer look in those eyes as her lips pressed together slightly tighter. "I… I like that you're doing… things with me. I'm…" He paused then, as he watched her.
A look in those eyes that warned him of something, as she took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. "I'm happy?" The smile on her face was like the sun rising, as she took a moment to gather herself.
"Alright… let's get back to the car and we can get home." This wasn't exactly the harsh test that he was expecting. He noticed that her hands were quivering for some reason, as she smoothed her shorts a little, the motion an afterthought for her, as she exhaled.
"Did I say something wrong? Summer?" Her eyes turned to him and for a moment, he felt like a deer being stalked by a mountain lion. There was a look in those eyes that was calm, cold and with a moment of decisiveness, even as she shook her head.
"It's fine, blondie." The name slipped out and he wondered, even as she shook her head. "I just need some more time…" The woman mumbled, starting on her jog back. Her steps felt angry, even as her body was in motion. He caught up with her then, as they got closer to the car once again.
"Remember the time when we all went out for drinks together?" She mumbled to him, a conflicted expression on her face. "That was fun, wasn't it? Just the four of us…" He did remember it. Ruby, Yang and him and Summer had fun. Weiss and Blake had been busy with other stuff, so they'd not gone.
"It was fun. Yang always said that it was like a double date, but Ruby denied it." Summer's head turned, even as she smiled at him fondly.
"Yeah… It was fun. Especially when we dunked her in the pit when she had a few too many." He wasn't sure when that had happened. Maybe when he'd been at the toilet for a bit?
'Wait, who is she talking about?'
"Hey… Want to make out for a bit in the car?" Her question was distracting him from that line of thought, as she laid a hand on his side, rubbing over it. "It's still early though..." He wouldn't exactly say no, but he glanced at the watch that she wore. It was nearly eight now, and they'd regularly stop at nine.
"I'm not sure we should." Summer smiled, leaning close and kissing his cheek.
"You should stop shaving for a bit… You know that I like it when there's a bit of scruff… But not when you're in bed with me. Smooth-shaven men only." The thought of being in bed with Summer was exciting, even with her being a little off.
"Won't Ruby… notice?" He asked, Summer giving a light shake of her head.
"She sleeps like a rock in cement, darling. You could fire a cannon next to her and she'd roll over and complain about a bug. If she's down, she's down, and her little white girlfriend isn't going to be distracting her." He wondered about that, as Summer's hand grabbed his own, squeezing it.
"I want us to be special again, darling. Just like…" She smiled, looking at the car. "Just like when we went out in the car and I got that nice little…" She trailed off, as her hands groped over his groin once more. "I want it… But…" she bit her lower lip. "But I've got to make breakfast for the girls. Raven never had this problem, she just went at it like she was some sort of baby-eating coyote…"
As she got into the car and started it up, he was left sitting at the passenger seat. Summer's face showed little in the way of thought as she drove towards the home again.
After a generous breakfast, he got a few chores to do. Summer required assistance with something and Ruby came to join him. Ruby looked at him with a fondness in her eyes, as she helped him clear away some of the boxes from the attic.
"This is mom's picture with Yang's mom." A photograph that showed two young woman, both dark-haired and wearing a set of bikini's that looked rather different in appearance, the American flag wrapped around Summer's shoulders whilst the flag of Texas hung over the other woman's shoulders. In blocky letters was written – 'Summer and Raven, besties' on the back, the woman who seemed to be Yang's mother looking like the spitting image of her.
"Mom misses Raven a lot… Though you didn't hear that from me." Ruby said, as she looked at him with a sad gaze. "She's… She's not super with losing people. When dad left, I…" The girl's eyes looked at him with a look, as a sad smile came to her lips. "He still visits, though. His wife is nice."
He supposed that Raven would be nice to the girl that was her best friend's daughter by the man that she loved, but that didn't mean that Summer should be all alone. He felt sorry for the woman. "So… Jaune… I mean…"
Ruby looked at him. "I'm… sorry. I mean, I'm not sorry, but I kissed you and it felt good and you gave me tingles and Weiss was like 'you love him more than you love me' and we had a bit of a fight and I wonder if you'd like to go see a movie with me?"
He blinked, looking at her with a surprised look. "Wait… Wait, what?" Ruby blushed, as her gaze slid away. "I mean, Weiss would…"
Summer had been paranoid about the girl, but to hear Ruby say it, Ruby wincing a little more at the words that he used. "She's… She's pretty gay, yeah. Big sis is into both, but she doesn't want to muscle in on… Well, there's a reason for things. Blake just doesn't like humans much." He wondered how Blake and Yang got together, if Blake didn't like humans too much.
"Well, if-" Ruby came closer, the shirt that she wore a little see-through with how close he was to her. She smelled like strawberries, unlike her mother, who smelled more like the summer breeze with some sort of herbs.
"If you'd like… we can…" Her eyes looked away. "We can make mom drive us and… It'd be fun?" Her smile was soft and hopeful, and he wondered whether Weiss had spoken the harsh words or whether she'd just left. He hadn't seen her at breakfast, so it was likely that she'd left.
"And… And if you'd want to do things… Weiss liked it when I used my tongue, and I've been wondering about a boy's… thingy." She looked adorable, even as she looked down. "I mean, you're my best friend, and I know you were hung up on Weiss, so it's not like it matters, and I wanted to have everyone get along well… Mom likes you too and I'm just…"
She floundered, and he felt that if he approached her in the same way that he did with Summer, she would be giving herself to him. "Ruby… Ruby?" He called her name, even as she babbled along, her little speech about getting everyone happy together stopping.
"It's okay… It's… fine." He smiled, trying to find the words that would comfort her, keep her happier. It was hard to think of the words now, as he remembered how his mother had jerked him off, how her hand had been stroking over his manhood. The idle wondering of whether Ruby's hand would be just as soft and gentle was enough for him.
"I just don't want you to think I'm weird. I like both of you. I can't stop liking you just because you think X-ray and Vav needs a second arc and that Weiss just gets all huffy when I talk to you. I mean, the sex is great, when she's down there and she's tickling those spots I just feel all like wazoo wazaaahh and then it's just an easy burn when I-" She stopped, her eyes wide, knowing that she'd spoken too much.
"Please don't tell her I said that. She's going to be so mad with me… not that she isn't mad already, of course. She was… Well…" The door opened and Summer came in, looking at the two of them.
"Doing a bit of canoodling in the attic, hmm?" The wry smile on her lips showed her feelings on the subject as Ruby turned red. "Oh… That picture…" The smile on her lips was more gentle as she looked at the picture that he had in his hand.
"We went for the bikini's because Raven was all 'We should do something like that, because we're going to die for our country and all that… She got me the other version as a gift after boot camp." Her smile was a little fainter as she looked at the picture, at the expression of the twenty-year old Summer Rose, or maybe the eighteen year old one, it was undoubtedly an emotional moment.
"Mom… Can you drive us to the cinema tonight? I'd like to see a movie with him, just something to… deal with things." Summer knew more than he knew, apparently. Wherever Weiss had gone to, it was clearly not here.
"Sure thing, honey. Jaune… You go take a shower, after you stash these boxes below, alright? I've got to have a chat with my daughter for a moment."
She fixed Ruby with a look that seemed to make the guilty glance that Ruby gave him being rather intense.
He waited at the door for a moment, listening to the voices. "Where did you get the idea to ask him out, Ruby? What were you thinking?!" Summer's voice, irritatedly snapping at her daughter. Ruby's muted voice leaving little to the imagination.
"I don't know, mom… I just thought that, with you and dad…" He didn't stick around any more, knowing that this was a conversation between mother and daughter. Ruby and Summer needed to have this chat and he wasn't the man who was going to intrude on it.
As he laid in the pool nearly fifty minutes later after taking care of the boxes, he felt the coolness of the water, Yang stretched out over one of the pool chairs in a very thin-looking yellow bikini. He let his eyes rest on those firm mammaries of hers as they stood there like mountains, comparing Summer's more modest breasts to Yang's and finding that the latter still towered above Summer.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer, Arc." Yang mumbled, her sunglasses raised and a smile on her lips as she looked at him.
"You look a lot like your mom." Yang nodded, as she exhaled softly.
"You've seen the picture mom keeps at her bedside table?" He hadn't, shaking his head. "Well, that's one of the last pictures that mom has of her, save for when they were young. I never really met mom. She left when I was young and…" A grimace, some obvious hurt.
"And Summer is my mom now. That's all that matters." They were the words of someone who had made it in the world, who had cast away the shackles of her family and who was free. "Also… What's so hot about you, eh? Weiss stormed off in a huff after telling Ruby to go and be with you…"
He got out of the pool, leaving Yang to look at him critically. His bare upper chest stood out clearly, his shorts were reasonably arranged and he noticed her gaze linger at his hips for a little while before slipping down.
"Eh, five out of ten. Not quite the hot beefcake that I'd be wanting to take to bed." Yang's assessment was brutal, and he winced at it.
"I would dare hope not."
Summer's voice came from his right, as he turned, feeling her push him back into the water. Standing there in a sundress was Summer, having used her bare foot to push him back into the cool water. He surfaced again, water dripping down his face.
"Aww, mom, do you really have to ruin my fun? He gets funny when he's in a huff." Summer's lips thinned, as she looked at her adopted daughter of sorts.
"Yang Xiao-Long, as your mother's best friend and ass-kicker, I will not tolerate you teasing a young man. Ruby has found quite a friend in him." It was obvious by the look on Yang's face that the reproach from her adoptive mother had an effect on her, as she turned her gaze to the side.
"Alright, sorry… I'll try not to tease him too much." A grin came to Summer's face, even with Yang's head turning to her mom again.
"Right. Now, Ruby and Jaune will be going on a date to the cinema tonight… Do you think you can drive them and pick them up? I have to make a few calls about something tonight to someone." The look that Yang gave to her mom was one of concern, leaning forward a little.
"It's not…" Summer shook her head quickly. Too quickly for Jaune's liking, as the woman stretched.
"Alright… I'll get the kids to their little wishy-washy movie… They're probably too scared to go to something like the Grimm Terminator or something…" The cocky grin on Yang's face was similar to the one on his older sisters' face when they were up to no good, Summer handing her a glass of lemonade.
"Make sure that there's no backseat stuff going on… You know that I don't like to find stains in my car, Yang." The nod and the light shake of the head from Yang hinted at more, even as the blonde stretched a little. Her chest did interesting motions as she did.
That evening, after a dinner of spinach with some grilled bell peppers and some pilaf rice and sauce made out of curry if he remembered right, he sat in the car next to Yang, being the tallest passenger, as Yang drove casually.
"It's going to be so much fun, Yang. Why don't you join us?" The blonde snickered, shaking her head lightly as she kept her hands on the steering wheel.
"Not into the type of movies that you dorks watch, Ruby. No offense though, they're not my style." Yang dismissed it. "Go on and have your little date… And Jaune?"
He looked at the blonde, as she gave him a serious look. "If I find out that she's been coerced to take a sip from your milkshake, you can kiss your straw goodbye." Yang's eyes blazed with that sisterly protectiveness, even as Ruby gave a clueless look.
He knew what Yang was referring to, frowning at the blonde. "I swear, it's not going to be like that." Summer had said that she wanted him to be perfect for her little girls, so… he supposed that he'd take things slower with Ruby? To see how things would go and where was another challenge.
As they sat in the dark theater waiting for the movie to start, she grabbed a handful of his popcorn and plopped them into her mouth one-by-one. She chewed slowly on the popcorn, watching carefully the announcements of the trailers. He compared Summer and Ruby, feeling slightly more at ease around Ruby than with Summer.
"So… Ruby?" Her gaze met his, a shy smile on her lips. "Are you… okay? I mean, with Weiss leaving…" He felt a little like the rebound guy for her… this was too quick, too swift. Ruby must be hurting on the inside.
"It's… it's okay. But… but can we kiss, just for a bit? I'd like to… I'd like to kiss again." She asked, as she leaned forward. Having kissed her mother before, he placed a soft kiss against her lips, mimicking Summer's own feather-light kiss.
Her kiss was clumsy and her tongue pressed against his lips, trying to worm its way in. His hand wrapped around her shoulder, and he pulled her closer, trying to make her feel at ease. It didn't feel.. right, for some reason.
"That was amazing…" Ruby murmured, even as her eyes looked at him, her cheeks almost luminous with a blush. She was really much like her mother, as he could see the shirt peak with her nipples, as she inhaled deeply. "I mean… Weiss does it for me too, but this… just… woah."
He wondered who she liked more. Weiss would probably appear once she cooled off. Weiss was the type of girl who reflected on her actions a lot, even if she was in the right. "Let's watch the movie." He suggested, her small hand in his own. It was less calloused than Summer's, as he could feel her fingers brush over his own.
As they exited the theater after nearly one and a half hours of hand-holding, he found the sudden hand on his shoulder to be a rather startling experience. "A-ha! Kissy kissy in the dark!" Yang's voice was amused and a little peeved, as if the thought was something that she hadn't thought of. Ruby turned red once again, breathing in deeply.
"So what? Did you want to have some kissy-kissy as well?" He threw back. Summer would've said something worse, he'd imagine. Something more about an action best done between lovers. Yang looked at him, pressing her lips together.
"Listen here, Jaune Arc… If my sister starts crying and I find out that you've put your paws on her, I'll make you a burger patty made out of your balls." The threat was the standard fare, as Ruby whined at her older sister. "No, this is the standard package… I take your balls and feed em to you. Weiss left Ruby for a bit, and now she's just tender, so… Don't abuse my sister's good faith." Yang's eyes were sharp and calm, with a caring to them that he rarely saw. It was only when Blake wasn't here that this more serious Yang came out.
"I won't do anything that she doesn't want. Your mom showed me her gun collection… and well, she was going to use my balls for clay dove shooting if I hurt either of you." That had been a novel experience. The woman had been so friendly, and then you just saw the gun collection in the special room in the house that'd been locked for most of the time.
"She's right to it. Hurt our little Ruby and suffer. Weissey knows that she'd better come groveling back like a repenting girlfriend, so here's the tacs… You stay safe, those hands don't touch my little sister, and you keep em. I only got one little sis." The blonde made an imposing sight, the leather jacket that she wore with the golden-yellow top below it as imposing as it was.
As he laid in his bed later that night, he wondered a little about whether it would be something between him and Ruby.
Silver eyes looked back at his mind, as Summer and Ruby blurred together. Summer hadn't given him a time when to be ready at.. but he put his clock at five in the morning either way. A good routine was a good routine, after all.
His mom had looked happier when Ruby had came in with him and said that they'd gone to the movies. He didn't really know why, but his mom had been worried.
Parents always worried, though.
It was going to be fine.
Another chapter, and yeah… You're only getting Jaune's perspective on this one. Next time… Summer's enticement.
