Chapter 9: Land, sea and air.

A confusing night for a young man... and a much more confusing day to follow.


Jaune woke up slowly as the fog lifted from his mind, the clock in the corner of the room already showing that it was nearly six in the morning. He laid there for a moment longer, hearing the sound of someone coming down the stairs, Summer coming down as if nothing ever happened, her smile enough for him, as her silver eyes glistened once more with that daring of the morning.

'I've done something bad, just like she said.'

The woman swaggered forward, her fingers brushing through her hair. "I'm sorry." She whispered, her voice like an apology, as her body settled against his own. He didn't care for that. He felt better already now that she hadn't been afraid of his weirdness… or disgusted.

"It's fine."

He said, knowing that she felt the same as he did. She was someone who knew the stakes of the world, her hands brushing through his hair, as she moved into his lap, her lips against his own.

A tender kiss, as her fingers slid down. There was a smell on her, some sort of coppery smell, the look on her face tender, as silver eyes looked at him. He had seen wine-red and silver stare at him… Which wasn't weird. Yang's eyes turned a deep red when she was angry, after all. She simply was the mom of Yang and Ruby.

He reacted, her fingers brushing over his groin, her tongue licking over her lips. She looked so fragile, as her fingers brushed over his groin, her touch making his manhood twitch. "I'm sorry…" Her voice was soft, as she nosed against him.

"I'll make it better. I'll… I'll make you love it."

He was sure that she would. Her fingers slid into the pyjama's, grabbing a hold of his manhood. A creak from the stairs and she was up again, her body straightened, the nervous energy around her gone. He could see someone coming down, Yang looking drowsy and tired, a smile on her lips as she beheld her mother, who already was half-way to the middle of the room.

"Good morning, exercise nuts… So… Had good dreams?"

She smiled at him in a way that he didn't really get. It was a light raising of the lips, a small glint in those eyes that was perhaps a bit like what Cinder would've done, but Cinder hadn't been good. Miss Salem had said that it was reprehensible, but Cinder hadn't lied to him, after all.

"I dreamt of all of you."

Her eyebrows shot up, Summer turning to him, having turned around. "I like you." Yang flushed a little, her laugh somewhat more snappish than before. It was simply the facts as they were.

"Oho? Is the Robot boy going to be flirting, hmmm? Do I need to prepare the condoms?"

The tone probably was when she was teasing, he knew. It was her thing. She was rarely serious, but Blake was… different.

"There's a box in the medicine cupboard."

Summer said, and Yang gave her a look that was like 'Eww', or at least according to the picture that Miss Salem had held up during his social recognition training.

"Mom… I'm not going to…"

He supposed she wouldn't. Who would with a retard? Cinder was right, and it'd been his just desserts.

He closed his legs, turning his gaze away.

"Now, Jaune… Sit… Real men don't cry… No, no, no… But you're not much of a man, are you? Ah… No crying. That's a good retard… Ooh, did that hurt?"

"Jaune?"

He startled a little, drawn from the memory. He looked at Summer, who gave him that warm look. "Do you want to go running with us now?" He smiled. That made sense. He liked it when things made sense.

"Let me get dressed."

He started to undress, Yang looking like she'd have something to say about that, but he didn't care. Why would she care?

"Hmm… Not bad, Arc."

Yang said, Summer looking really happy at him. "If that's what you're packing, Mama Yang's gotta see wh- Oh, shit, I did't mean it like that mom!" He shrugged, as Summer's gaze turned to her daughter. He sensed an argument coming.

"Please don't fight."

His words calmed down Summer immediately. She had looked angry. Yang looked at him and gave him a nod, as he turned around to get the shirt that he'd put in the bag.

"Nice wood you got there, Jaune."

It was a biological phenomenon. It was nothing that he could help. It was biology and it made sense. You got bigger when you were happy to see someone and when you were waking up too. It was simple, understandable and real.

"Oh. Okay."

He wasn't sure what he should say, Yang getting a smack to her shoulder from her mother.

"No, you say it like 'Hey pardner… Let me ride that bucking bronco for a bit.'. That's when you show an interest, back in Texas."

The southern accent slipped through the sentence like a dolphin did through the water on the nature channel on the TV, Summer's nudge to her daughter's side making Yang give her mother a look.

"Your pick-up lines need work, mom. Still… he's seventeen! I'm seventeen!" Summer's smile was warmer as she hugged her daughter.

"Seventeen's the time to make ladies scream."

He supposed that made sense. "No, no, Jaune, get yourself dressed. No need to show us that." He'd been about to show them. "We'll go for a jog and afterwards, you two can hop into the shower together and she can show you all about how she'd ride that bucking bronco, Jaune."

Yang snorted. "I've got a girlfriend, mom. Blake might be the type to do such a thing." He doubted it. Blake was just someone who followed her feelings. He probably was doing something wrong around her, if she got such feelings. He wasn't really worth that much.

"Still… Off we go, sweetie. Time for us to sweat a bit and you to join us."

He was not sure whether Summer would give him good feelings again or whether Yang would interrupt. Summer was a little sad sometimes but that wasn't something he minded.

"Yeah… let me get my top on."

The nightgown that she wore was the same that he'd seen in her bedroom. Yang wore pink. Not surprising, as she was a good-looking girl. He had to admit that, at the least. Ruby was a good friend but she did not have that special thing that Yang had about her, like the warm sun that her name had been based off.

"It's okay."

Summer whispered in his ear, once Yang got up the stairs. "We're going to be... Let's have sex, later. I promised and… and I've only failed one promise before. Summer Rose…" There was a wistful tone to her voice.

"Summer Rose always gets people out of the fire." There was a softness to the woman's tone, as a far-off look entered those eyes. Her hands grabbed a hold of his groin, as her palms pressed against his groin.

"It's going to be fine."

They went on a run from the house, Yang in the lead with him in the middle, the pace set being moderate for the two of them. Yang's eyes looked back at him a few times and she threw him a wink, her fingers sliding through her hair, currently done-up in a ponytail. It was not something that she did often, as she preferred her hair loose, but she looked nice.

"Come on, maggot! Chase after my little bitch like she's offering pussy and making you scream!"

He did as she asked, Yang increasing the pace she set a little, Summer's encouragements all horrible slurs, but it was what people did at times. He'd been called names for most of his early days.

"Jaune, can you tell me what they said?"

The voice of his psychologist had been light and friendly at the start, though he knew that she was just acting. She wasn't at fault. She had been nicer, after he'd started to talk. There was a sadness in the woman's eyes, even as she apologized.

"Try to see whether you can connect. I'm sure that it's not that bad. Cinder had some glowing recommendations. It might just be a bad fit for the first few meetings."

Cinder always smoked during the time she spent with him. Miss Salem had been understanding, explaining that it was an addiction to some. He didn't like it when Cinder smoked, though he was understanding of others.

As they jogged back to the house, Yang sidled up to him, a smile on her face. The lilac eyes looked into his own for a moment, as she brushed against him.

"Y'know, you smell really strongly of sweat…"

He knew. "So do you. We've been exercising." He could feel a hand pinch his bottom and Yang yelped.

"Mom!"

Summer Rose's face was amused, as her voice came from behind the pair of them.

"Less flirting, more jogging! You can hop in the shower together, if it really is what you want."

He didn't really want to. Yang sounded like she was just trying to get his hopes up.

"Want to go swimming with us in the Emerald lake? Mom said that we're going up to the lake today and…" He saw her smile, as her hand brushed over his side. "And I appreciate what you're looking like. Ruby would too, and Weiss…"

"I'll have to call mom and let her know that I'll stay another night. She doesn't mind."

He knew that she might, but Yang had been nice enough to ask whether he'd like to stay. Summer wouldn't mind it anyways, because she was nice.

"We're taking the special car, Yang. Make sure that you've got your girlfriend under control… " Summer warned, Yang giving a grin.

"I'll be right there with her, mom. This Yang's a clam-jam, yup."

The term was strange to him, as he tried to imagine what a clam would need music for. Summer urged them on to make it into a sprint, his gaze turning back to her to see the half-smile on her face, as her eyes looked at him. It was a kind smile, one that looked like his mom's when she was particularly nice.

Yang got into the shower first, her laughter warm and friendly, as she had turned around, the sweat on her skin glistening in the morning light, running a finger over his cheek. "I'll take a shower first… and then you can. Dirty Yang's gotta have to get clean." The wink that he supposed was flirtatious was just a wink. He shrugged, as the door closed. It was nearly nine in the morning, so he figured that he might as well call his mom.

Grabbing the phone, he dialled the familiar number, mentally counting every number so that he didn't make a mistake, the phone answered after the third beep, his mother's voice coming from the speaker.

"Hello mom."

He could hear a sigh of relief, as his mother seemed to be happy for something or perhaps something else? It was hard to know if you didn't see people's face.

"Yang offered to take me with them to the lake. Can I stay another night?"

"Honey, Jaune's on the phone and asks whether he can stay another night with Miss Rose."

His mother asked his father, who gave his characteristic grump sound, as he thought about the matter.

"Tell him to fondle those hooters!"

The sound of a smack to the head was audible, as his mother sighed deeply. "It's fine, it's fine… Don't hit me!" He'd said that too. It never worked against the bullies. They would always find something to hate and dislike.

"Sure you can… Say, can you put Miss Rose on the line for a moment?" He looked around. Summer was nowhere to be seen.

"She's not here."

He wasn't sure whether to go find her or not. Mom said that she wanted to talk to Summer, so it must be something important.

"Alright, sweetie… I'm just concerned. I don't want you to have another incident."

He closed his eyes. Bad memories. So much shouting. They didn't believe him even though he told the truth. It'd been six hours and nineteen minutes and seventeen seconds until mom had come together with dad. All the shouting. The questions. They never believed him, just because Cinder had said that nobody believed a retard.

"It's fine, mom."

He knew, even as he remembered. He hadn't told, though. They hadn't asked. They had asked many questions, but they hadn't asked. Neither had mom asked. Cinder said that they wouldn't ask, because he was just not functional in this society.

Miss Salem had tried, though. She'd been nice, nicer than the professionalism that she'd shown before. She looked sad sometimes.

"I know, honey, but I don't want you to hurt."

Retards didn't hurt. Nothing really hurt much anymore. He'd just have to keep smiling. Nobody really cared.

"Aww, did the little Jaune hurt? Now, SIT. SIT… That's it, that's it… I'm your friend and this is what you deserve, Jaune. Tell me about Ruby... There, there... Grit your TEETH, you little-! Boys don't CRY, DO they?!"

"Jaune? Jaune? Are you okay?"

He was aware that the phone was creaking as he gripped it tightly. His fingernails had dug into his flesh. It was a numbness that he felt. It hadn't been pleasant.

"Fine. Just… Just a bit tired, mom. We went on a run together. Summer, Yang and me."

The worried sound that came from the phone was just mom being mom. He spotted Summer entering the room, wearing a light blue dress, her hair wet from the shower. Summer smiled at him, her eyes glistening with a happy look.

"Mom wants to talk to you."

The look changed to concern, or at least, what he could imagine as being concerned. It wasn't a nice look on Summer's face, he knew. He gave her the phone, Summer immediately starting to talk.

"Good morning to you too, Mrs Arc!"

The chipper tone was at odds with her expression, as a sad look and a happy look alternated. "No, not a problem, no, I'll bring him home tomorrow. My little girl said that she'd be more than happy to take him along, so… Yes, he can lend some of the shorts of my husband, I know…"

Summer was comforting his mama, he knew. It was something that he could see in her manner of standing, as Summer shifted a little on the spot. "No, I think Blake has an eye on him too. My little Yang was flirty earlier today, so you don't have to worry… I don't know what happened, but Ruby was in a state that day and…"

His mother said something that he couldn't hear, and Summer's smile turned really sad. "And I know, Miss Arc. I know your worries. I promise…" Her eyes looked at him as if she'd been whipped or kicked, something in her eyes. "I'll make sure that the kids remain kids… Just for a bit longer. Back when I was with my friend in basic, we said that we'd be the best forever… Then she got a tattoo. Horrid thing, and her brother was a moron as well. I won't let anyone, no… No, not at all."

He could imagine his mother already asking the questions that were hard to answer. Blake descended the stairs with soft feet, her eyes looking at him directly. He met her gaze, as they'd told him to do during social classes. Cinder had not wanted him to look at her, but Miss Salem had stressed the importance of it. He trusted Miss Salem more than Cinder, even though Cinder spoke the honest truth.

A shudder went through Blake's body, as she came closer. He wondered if she was going to kiss him again, or whether she would be able to remain contained for now. "You… smell." Her voice was soft, as her eyes never really moved from him, more specifically, somewhere around his navel, as she brushed against him, her nose pressing against the nape of his neck.

"You should… shower. Yang will be done soon."

Her hands slid down, a tremor going through him as she touched him there. Her eyes were closed and a soft sound came from her mouth, before she was suddenly hoisted back. "Hands OFF, Blake! Go and get something to eat." Summer hissed at Blake, who seemed to be aware of what she'd done, dashing away. He looked at Summer and smiled softly.

"It's okay."

Blake was just curious. She wasn't like he was, so she could be excused. Retards didn't get rights, after all. Blake was a pretty girl. She was with Yang.

"It's not okay, Jaune." He shrugged. It wasn't uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes, I'm back, sorry, my daughter's girlfriend just decided to commit adultery to my Yang."

The look on Summer's face was a little mystified, as she turned her head. "No, I don't think it'll happen again… It must be the season for that, or something. Faunus always have their weird habits, after all."

"I'll deliver him home tomorrow and we're going to have fun swimming today." The words were better and cheerier than before, as Yang descended the stairs.

"Helloooo there! The shower's all yours, Jaune. Come and wash that sweaty body off before I get needy!"

Summer winced, as he looked at Yang and gave another shrug. If she was needy, she could find Blake. She was too pretty to be involved with him, anyways.

"Thank you."

He said, passing her by. She smirked and smacked his rear. He barely flinched.

"That's the spirit, Jauney boy… We'll get you into something nice and sexy later on and we can be doing Baymatch together!"

He gave her a look. "The show with the beach and the dates?"

"Why would you date me?" He asked, not understanding her one bit. She sighed, smiling lightly.

"I guess… Ah well, I guess there's a difference between you and Ruby. Don't worry about it."

She smiled at him encouragingly. Her smile was nicer than it had been before. He hugged her out of instinct.

"Eww, smelly boy! You're going to make Blake attack me, get off, Jaune." Her voice was amused, as he did as she asked, her hand brushing through his hair.

"Get a shower, bud. You need it."

He was sure that he would. Ruby had never complained, but Weiss had. He'd made sure to be extra clean when he knew she would be around. Thirty scrubs and extra washings. That was now not necessary anymore.

As he showered and cleaned himself, he let his mind wonder for a moment. The door to the bathroom opened and he heard someone get in. "I'll leave the swim shorts here, Jaune." Her voice was muted, with how the shadowy shape of Summer through the glass seemed to be almost distant. "And…" The shower door opened, as she looked at him with tender eyes, heedless of the spray of water that came from the nozzle.

"your mother wants you home tomorrow at eight. I'll… I'll sleep with you tonight."

A hesitant smile, as her eyes looked at him. They were silver and nice. He wondered for a moment how it would feel. "This is…" He responded, standing erect there, her eyes looking down at the result of her presence.

"Oh, Jaune… You sweet man." He smiled at her. She stepped back, her eyes widening a little. "You should… You should save it for Yang. It's… She's…" Hesitation in her eyes, as she looked at him. "She'll be good for you. I'm…" Summer sighed, as she closed the door. He didn't see her expression.

"I'm going to make sure that you'll be the best boy for my girls."

Her voice sounded sad, as if it was a sad thing to her that he would be with her girls. That wasn't so unusual.

"Did she look sad? Oh, you silly little retard… of course she would. She's sad because you exist, Jaune… Now… That's a good little retard… Come on… Don't cry now… Don't you dare fucking cry, you failed abortion. Boys don't cry… Do they? Now... give me a smile, you know... That's what humans do..."

He noticed that the spray was still hitting him and that his manhood was flaccid now. He looked down at it. It hadn't been a pleasant thought. He was supposed to think happy thoughts. Cinder wasn't a happy thought.

He emerged from the shower after having washed every little part of the body that had been dirty. He knew that they would look at him weirdly if he didn't make himself presentable. Everyone was weirdly looking at him.

Ruby never had. She was his best friend and she cared for him. Yang was nice, even if she didn't seem to be okay at times. She was good at some games. Blake was nice too, because she didn't dislike him that much and somewhat liked him? She looked a bit like Cinder, but she was a Faunus.


In the car, he sat next to Ruby, who was seated with Weiss in her lap, Yang up front with Summer, the pretty black sundress that Summer wore today showing clearly that she was ready to be out for an outing.

Weiss didn't like to look at him, he knew. It was obvious now from his own assessment that she loved Ruby and that Ruby loved Weiss. Ruby tried to involve him at times, but she failed. The benign smile on Weiss' face and the frown on her face, whenever he spoke up in comparison to Ruby's reaction, was a clear sign to him that she did not like him.

Blake was leaning against him, her fingers lightly tapping on his shoulder, her eyes looking away from him. The very stern telling-off that Yang had given her had been audible, as Summer had stood there like some sort of guardian gargoyle. Blake had said that she would behave, as it was just her instincts acting up.

That made sense. He'd been born broken and he couldn't be fixed. That was the truth. Sometimes people were just born broken and couldn't be fixed. That's how Cinder had described it a few times, before she told him to sit on the chair.

He hated her cigarettes. She didn't like to stop smoking, and she was always there… always smoking, always commenting.

"We've arrived."

Blake's voice came from his left and he realized that he'd zoned out once more. He got out, Summer giving him a look. Those eyes of hers were soft and with kindness, her fingers brushing over her side. It was clear that she enjoyed his presence if her eyes were so warm and friendly.

"Alright kids, I'll get the parasol out and you can pick a spot…"

He spotted the lake glistening there, watching the tranquillity of the place. Thanks to the surrounding area being mostly cleared for the use of the people, the place was neat, the sand looking fine. Several people already had pitched their little spots, with others having their own place already prepared. One of the small changing rooms looked to be unoccupied, as Yang sauntered to it, Blake in hand. He had no doubt that they were going to change there.

"Help me with the cooler, Jaune."

Summer asked, and he followed after her, the hot morning already making the heat even less bearable. It was the burden of the man to carry stuff, or so his sisters had told him.

"Mom! Over here is a nice spot."

Ruby smiled at him, Summer setting the parasol down and then unfurling it, the shade that it granted her being something that she desired, the dress lifted up and a bikini showing.

"Ahh… That's the spot." He smiled at her. Her choice of bikini might not be politically correct in this time, but it did suit her. She looked properly patriotic to him. His sister Marble wore a really tiny stars and stripe bikini to the beach once, but this one was more filling. She certainly filled it out well enough, the growing tan on her skin showing the mark of the sun on her flesh.

"Go and swim. I'll remain here for a bit, after the other girls have gotten dressed."

Ruby smiled, her sundress looking as wonderful as it did, his own gaze watching Summer for a moment, as Ruby and Weiss went to the changing stall.

"So, gorgeous… Are you going to swim too, or are you keeping dear ol' Summer happy here?"

There was a question in the woman's voice, the towel spread over the sand to keep it from getting into places where it shouldn't.

"I'll go swim. That's why we got here, right?"

He was sure that Blake and Yang might like a bit of competition. It'd be good for his health. He liked to swim. Summer's face looked a little sad, but she smiled soon after, her fingers brushing over her shoulder, where the tattoo sat.

"Do put some sunscreen on me, sweetheart…"

Her voice was soft, as she handed him the bottle and laid on her back. A pale back stood there for him, her bikini top loosened up. "Put your white stuff on my skin, Jaune…" Her voice was a little throaty as she spoke, her back laid there for him, as he squirted some of the sunscreen on her back. She shuddered, as he started to massage it into the flesh, her skin glistening. Her breathing turned into heavier pants, as she seemed to enjoy his touch.

"Just a bit higher, sweetheart… Come on…"

Her voice murmured, the neck standing there. His fingers massaged the flesh a little, as his sisters had coached him, her body shuddering as he kneaded her neck.

"And the shoulders… Come…"

She smelled nice. She smelled good.

Brushing over the tattoo of a raven, he massaged the skin around it, the fading dark ink already showing signs of being old, the italicized 'Raven' below it shimmering under the coating of sunscreen. There were scars on the woman's body, scars that signified the life that the woman had led in the Marines, the fights that she had been in. He started to go down, his hands reaching to the front. She shuddered, as they gripped her breasts, rubbing the sunscreen into the flesh as well.

It had been a touch that was bad, but the soft moan that came from the woman's lips was light, as her nipples had hardened.

"Just… Just the back, sweetie…"

She didn't want him to just do her back. He complied regardless, as his hands slid down over her fine buttocks, touching over the pale skin, rubbing more sunscreen onto her flesh, starting on her thighs. She twitched a little, a low groan coming from her mouth.

"Lathering my mom up for a bit of action, Jaune?"

Yang's voice barely phased him as he finished making sure that Summer was well-covered, Summer looking at her daughter with a look that he couldn't see.

"At least he's putting his hands on me, rather than your cold hands, Yang. You're just like your mother, always complaining about the cold." Yang grinned, nudging his side.

"C'mon, loverboy… Don't jump my mom yet. She's off the market."

He knew she was. She was Ruby's mom. She was just helping him, as Cinder had tried to help. It was not good help, but Summer wanted to make him feel good.

"Oh, I don't know about that… Are you on the market now, daughter of mine?"

Blake looked like she winced, her eyes looking to the side. She looked a little sad too.

"How about we do a bit of a race to the island, eh? Ought to be good cardio, and if you win… say, we can get a kiss working for you? Blake? You up for a little match?"

Blake's eyes glinted, as she opened her mouth to speak.

"You'll put on sunscreen first, Yang Xiao-Long. I don't want you to look like miss Kitty does."

Blake's healthy tan was enough for most people, as Yang grinned at her mother, her eyes aglow with that amusement.

"Only if your boy toy puts it on this smoking hot body."

Blake looked like she wanted to say something too, but Yang cut her off with a simple look, laying beside her mother. They looked fairly similar, aside from the hair. Summer's red highlights were something that really stood out, but then again, Summer and Ruby looked very much alike as well, save for their curves.

"That's the spirit, Jaune…"

His hands moved over Yang's body, making the white sheen glisten, as Yang's eyes closed and she moaned erotically. Blake was practically leaning over him, her eyes watching as her girlfriend was given her sunscreen.

"C'mon, you can do better… Rub me."

Her voice was a throatier purr, as she raised her body. If one had to compare breast sizes, Yang was a clear winner. His hands did just the same as what he'd done to Summer. A squeak came from Yang's mouth, though she silenced it.

"H-hey… That's…"

He squeezed. Another squeak came from her. "Not… Oh, that's how you wanna play it, right?" Her butt raised and bumped against his groin.

"C'mon… Touch mama Yang. Make my girlfriend look like she's missing out."

It was a flirting technique, he supposed. He let go of her breasts, but Yang's behind kept on bumping against his groin, her body on all fours, even as Yang stretched lightly like a cat would.

"Yang…"

Blake warned, her voice soft and dangerous.

"Got it, kitty… Sorry, Blake only access."

There was a cheeky grin on her face, which confirmed to him that she'd just been teasing. Summer hadn't lied. She hadn't lied to him once.

He knew that she would never lie to him. She felt the same as him, after all. Something inside her was just like him.

They got into the water after he'd made sure to get his shorts on, the fit a little awkward, as Mister Xiao-Long had broader hips than he had. It was strange, but with the cord pulled tight, he knew that he'd keep it up. The others shouldn't see him naked, that was embarrassing.

They started at the shore, looking towards the island in the middle of the lake, something that had been made years before in order to give birds a save haven or something, Yang grinning broadly, the bright yellow bikini that she wore looking like it needed a size-up.

"Remember, if you beat the two of us, you're getting a kiss."

He didn't care about the kiss. Yang was nice to try and spend time with him, and he liked that about her. She'd been there for Ruby too when Cinder had been around too.

He saw Blake bob her head, her body moving faster than before, leaping into the water, starting the race already. He followed after her, as Yang remained there.

"Hey! I didn't say we could start yet! Hold up, guys!"

He was sure that there would be something more said if they had the time, but Blake was getting ahead of him. He continued to swim as fast as he could, just as he'd been taught back when he'd still been under the supervision of his big sisters.

He chanced a look behind him to see Yang there, her blonde head bobbing above the water's surface, Blake ahead of them. Comparing the two of them made it obvious that Yang definitely focused on her upper body, whilst Blake's lower body definition was much more adept at such things as swimming. He saw Blake get out of the water, pulling herself up to her full height and then shaking, turning herself to him, her fingers brushing over her hair and straightening her ears out, tilting her head to the side and shuddering.

He reached the island's shore, getting up from the water and looking at her. Her gaze was amber and gold, her tongue sliding over her lips.

"Do I get a kiss now, Jaune?"

He glanced at Yang, who was still about a quarter of the way behind them, his eyes looking at the fierce look on her face, the grin that stretched her face as she put some power behind the strokes that she made.

"I guess you did win… But we need to wait for Yang."

He said, as he looked at Yang, who was making steady progress at the speed of… Yang.

She rose from the water, grinning cockily at the two of them, licking her own lips as she sauntered up to her girlfriend, her eyes meeting his own for an instant before she kissed Blake straight on the lips. A soft shuddering exhale came from Blake's mouth as she kissed her girlfriend back passionately.

"Latecomer's kiss…"

That made sense, somewhat. Blake looked at him, before motioning him to come closer. "We've had a talk… and…" She swallowed, as Yang glanced back at the shoreline.

"Let's go a bit more out of sight."

Yang said, and Blake tugged him by the arm, into the brushes. With the trees and the foliage growing, they'd gotten out of sight, a nice and sunny spot.

"Y'see… Mom caught you and Blake kissing."

He nodded. He wasn't sure where things were going. She had kissed him as well. Weiss was the only one who hadn't, yet. Not that she was ever going to kiss him, but it had been hoped once upon a time.

"And… And Blake and I had a chat. It's not fair that you get… y'know, shafted like this. I know you've got the same stuff that Ruby has, and when she feels like this, I can't…"

Yang turned her gaze away, her hair plastered to her face. She looked sad, just like her mom did as she sighed.

"I'll be… just having a taste, Yang. Thank you."

Yang smiled at her girlfriend as she spoke, a sad type of smile that Summer had at times. Summer was okay, so this was going to be okay too. Yang looked happy.

"I promise… I won't… not more than that. I love you."

It was sweet. She loved someone else. He… he didn't really deserve love. Cinder had said as much. "I like you too." Blake's eyes looked at him with surprise, Yang looking at her with a bittersweet expression.

"See? He likes you too… Just… Just remember… Just… that. Okay? No…"

Blake nodded. She looked guilty for some reason, as her ears flattened on her head.

"I promise, Yang. I swear on my mom's ribbon."

A strange expression, but it made Yang look a little happier. "Adam is over, and… And I don't think Jaune would ever do… something like that. It's just… It's just feelings."

He smiled at her and Blake's eyes dulled for a moment. "I'll… I'll make sure that it feels good, Jaune. Don't… Don't worry. If it's not good, then… then you won't have to bother. Yang'll be… Yang'll be enough, and I'll…" The girl's head turned down, as Yang laid a supportive hand on her shoulder.

"I swear, Yang, this is the last time… If I don't… If I don't, please… forgive me."

Uncertainty, doubt and more things came from Blake, even though he didn't know what she wanted. Was this going to be like Cinder? Was this like Ruby and at the cinema?

Yang looked away, smiling but not smiling. She looked a little like Summer did. "It's okay… whatever it is. I want to help." Yang looked at him, her eyes looking a little damp. Her hair was still wet from the water, as her finger brushed over her eyebrow, seemingly getting some of the water out.

"Thanks, Jaune. She's… She's better at explaining, I'll just…You'll come find me, right?"

She looked nervous, uneasy and a little sad. Blake smiled at her girlfriend.

"Of course… Your mom would not approve, but…"

Yang looked sad. "Thank you for understanding. You… You're the little sun that makes me shadow a bit less." Yang smiled softly, though it didn't really reach her eyes.

"I'll get a tan… Top off, tits out… You just… do things. I'll… I'll wait."

She was gone, and he thought that he could hear a sigh come from her, as Blake turned to him, her hand brushing over his shoulders.

"I'm sorry, I'm just…"

Her tongue traced over his neck, tasting his skin. Her hands didn't stop, as they went down, grabbing the front of his swim shorts. She kneaded, her eyes heavy. They were golden-yellow in colour, her tongue licking over her lips.

"You smell so good…"

Her teeth nipped against his skin, as he felt her hands slide up, slowly undoing the pants. He could hear someone give a sound, much like a pained wheeze, catching sight of golden hair for an instant, Yang not having been out of earshot perhaps.

'That's not good…'

*Blake Belladonna Lewd stuff here*

*Blake Lewd End*

"Oh, you've got your tribals too? That's… nice. My cousin Sienna has them too. She's got the marks all over her body." He didn't know what she was talking about, until she cradled his balls and raised them up.

"It's not eh… That."

Blake's head tilted to the side, as her tongue slid over her lips, some of the remnants of his release remaining there. She looked curious, like the cat from the saying. "I don't like needles…"

"Ah… I'll ask Yang about it. I didn't know humans got markings too."

Blake dismissed it, looking at him. "I'm… I'm not bad, I swear." She mumbled, her body rising once more, after she pulled his shorts up again. He could've done it himself, but Blake looked relieved.

"It was something that I deserved."

Blake looked wistful for a moment, letting go of the shorts. They fell down once more, and she sighed. She wasn't feeling pity, he hoped. He deserved none.

"My ex stabbed me too… Mom had to take me to the hospital… She was about ready to take a sledgehammer to his face too. Dad probably would have killed him, I didn't want that. He was... nice. We were going to..."

A soft sigh came from her. "These feelings… I pleaded with Yang to make this happen, because… because I know my body. It wants someone strong, someone who's able to… do things. I'm sorry, but…" She looked at him with doubt in her expression.

He told her exactly what she needed to hear. "It's okay. I don't have… like, high hopes. It felt good." She smiled softly, as she laid her head back.

"I'm a very loyal cat, am I not? My girlfriend's away, and I just sucked a guy's dick… Fuck…"

She looked better though. There was less tension in her body, even as she swallowed. "I'll… It's between us three, alright? People wouldn't… wouldn't understand. Hell, Yang doesn't even understand fully and I… I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

He wasn't worth much. At least he would make her happy for a bit. Summer was happier when he was around as well. That much was true at least. She looked at him before she stood on her tiptoes and then kissed his cheek.

"You're too nice… Too dependable. I'm… I felt bad for you, what with she did. I'm sorry, we should've said something and Yang shouldn't have…" He smiled, patting her on the head. She was able to apologize, which was good. He didn't want her to be upset with him.

"It's okay. It's what I deserved. Cinder was right, after all." Blake gave him a sad smile, before she sighed. She slowly got up to her feet again, her nipples poking against her bikini top. She hadn't tugged that down, or away... so he didn't think there was going to be sex. That was good. Summer said that she would make him better for Ruby and Yang. They were important.

"I guess I'll go find Yang… Still, I hope that you finish the tribals. They look a little raw…"

They always did. They didn't really get noticed quickly due to the colour of his pubic hair. It had taken a few months to grow the hair back.

"I'll wait here."

He said, looking at Blake as she moved as swiftly as a shadow. He waited for nearly five minutes, having kept his shorts on once more, Yang returning with Blake. Yang looked a little worse than before, her eyes a little red, but she smiled at him.

"Hey there, Jauney... Did you like my little kitten?"

Her voice was teasing, but her eyes were a little sad. He supposed that it might be due to Blake's urges.

"She was nice."

Blake smiled at him, kissing her girlfriend's cheek. Yang looked uncertain and a little sick, but her gaze was on him then.

"He tastes nice. Strong. He's not so bad, Yang."

Yang looked worse after Blake said that, her Faunus ears twitching a little. "You shouldn't judge him, he's a strong man. He'll make us happy." The words weren't uncertain, a smile on his lips.

"I'll tell you more when we're back."

Blake sort of was happy... so that meant that things were better. Ruby didn't like to lose people and neither did he like to see people unhappy.

As he swam back to the shore, he watched Yang and Blake keep a pace, the latter looking somewhat guilty, as he did the backstroke, just watching the sky above him, aware that he was nearing the shore by the difference in sounds that came from around him. As he emerged, he looked at Weiss and Ruby, currently engaged in a game of tag. Weiss looked much less burdened by whatever was on her mind as she laughed, Ruby engaging in the game more than she would with him.

He saw Blake and Yang emerge from the water, Yang looking at him with a smile that was a little more watery than before, as she nudged Blake and said something that was too low for him to hear. The two of them walked along the shoreline before he went back to Summer.

He was thirsty. He needed something to drink. Blake was a good girlfriend for Yang. She had apologized, because she couldn't help it. Cinder probably would've disliked Blake too. Cinder hadn't been nice, but she'd told him enough.

It was the strong who created destiny and the weak who were ground below the heels of the strong.


Next chapter... is the continuation of this time at the beach!