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Bonus chapter based on a silly idea…and possibly foreshadowing some pairings?

The Anthologies of a Sun Dragon

Matches

Tai would never have guessed that his daughters of all people would help improve his dating profile; Ruby and Yang worked like a team to "make him more appealing;" more dangerous, but dependable, an edgy, but responsible thrill-seeker, and a brooding bad-boy with a wholesome sense of humour.

"There we go! The "LoveDaddy" is officially on the hunt! Look out, ladies!" Yang exclaimed and winked at her father. "You should be set with this. Just keep in mind before you get too excited, that I had to widen the net a little bit."

"Right, right…" He sighed. "Still, thanks, girls. To be honest I was dreading that you would be against me hitting the dating scene again."

"Aw, dad. We want you to be happy," Ruby told him and hugged her old man. "We wouldn't want to get in your way."

"Just don't expect us to refer to her as `mom,´" Yang added and joined the group-hug. "Alright, we'll leave you to it; Ruby and I are heading to the forest to train a little hand-to-hand combat. We'll be back later."

"Heh, okay. Just be careful out there!"

"We will, dad!"

"Of course," Yang replied. "And when we return you better have some good news for us! Later!"

Tai chuckled as he watched his daughters exit the house, shaking his head. "Those kids…I really must've done something right." He glanced over at the computer screen. "Welp, all I can do is wait I suppose."

He made it to the kitchen, taking care of the last of the dishes and preparing to make lunch – luckily the girls had already eaten it seemed – when a smoky, lightly gruff voice came from the living-room.

"Ohohoho, what this then? `Lonely Huntsman´…Heh, looks like Tai is heading back out on the field, eh?"

He sighed and exited the kitchen and startled. "Ugh. Look who's up from their drunken night out yesterday."

The woman peered over her shoulder and smirked at him. Qrow Branwen – Tai's sister-in-law and old teammate – was a woman with short, dark, spiky hair with slicked back bangs and clad in a grey dress shirt with a long tail, and had a habit of drinking like a sailor.

"Yep, and thanks for letting me crash in the guestroom. So kind of you." She turned back to the screen, leaned in closer, and chuckled. "Oof, you might want to lie about your age, buddy; no-one is gonna like an old man."

Tai crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not old, Qrow."

The dusty crow peered back at him with a mocking smirk. "If you say so. If you're going to venture out on the dating-scene you should at least put up a shirtless selfie. Chicks love that."

The blond man groaned. "Maybe this was a terrible idea."

"Oh lighten up. Maybe you'll find someone desperate enough to date you and your dumb puns," Qrow said and chuckled.

"Hilarious." He shook his head. "And Qrow, for the love of the Brothers, do you even own pants anymore? I will buy a pair!"

His sister-in-law glanced down, noting her state of undress below the waist save for a pair of black sating panties hugging her pelvic girdle and ass. "Eh, I don't mind. Gotta need to wash the ones upstairs though; I made the mistake of mixing booze with liquor- or was it…eh, whatever. Help me, would ya?"

"Uuugh."

"I'll help ya with the shirtless selfie afterwards!"

Tai buried his face in his palms.

x.x.x

It had taken some doing, but they had gotten Qrow's pants cleaned and dried enough to look somewhat presentable so she could leave…but not before she persuaded him to upload that selfie to his profile.

"Aaand…done." He stared at the screen and grimaced. "Ugh. That doesn't look good. I can't believe I let her talk me into it."

He reclined back into his chair, fidgeting.

"Welp, no point just sitting and waiting; I better get the chores done in the meantime," he thought out loud and headed back to the kitchen. He needed to clean up the mess Qrow had made of the guestroom and vacuum the living-room, take out the trash for garbage day tomorrow morning, and so on.

Preoccupied, the blond failed to notice the `ding´ sound emitting from the computer from the potential match. And the next. And the one after that, and the next few ones—

"Hmph. Why did I listen to Emerald about this?" Cinder thought to herself out loud as she drummed her fingers over her desk, gaze trained at the screen displaying her profile. "There's not even a man out there worthy of my company. I don't have time to go on stupid dates anyway; I have nefarious plans to make! I swear, this is just a waste of—"

`Ding´

"Huh? Was that a match?" She arched a single brow and clicked the notification. Her eyes widened, her lips curled into a sly smile, and her heart skipped a beat. "Well, hello, `Lovedaddy.´" She began to fan herself. "Oh my. Not bad…Maybe Emerald was onto something…`Bad-boy´ huh? I love bad boys…"

x.x.x

"What in the— T-Taiyang?!"

Glynda caught her coffee mug before it fell onto the floor and put it away, gaze firmly trained on the screen. Her cheeks were tinted rosy red as she eyed "LoveDaddy's" profile, who turned out to be an old friend from Beacon.

"I wasn't aware that he…Oh dear. Was he always so fit?" She squirmed in her seat. "No wonder Miss Rose and Miss Branwen were so…taken by him."

She gulped, her throat suddenly dry.

"Perhaps I should give him a call…"

x.x.x

`Tch. I knew I shouldn't have joined this crappy site,´ Harriet brooded, reclined in her chair and legs up on her desk. `It's not like I have the time for this anyway. The job always comes first, the General says. Two weeks and absolutely nothing anyway. What a fucking joke.´

The Atlesian swung her legs and spun in her seat—

`Ding´

"Huh? What was that?" She eyed the screen, puzzled. "A notification?" She spun back, looking closer.

"`You've been matched! Click to start chatting or send a friend request´, huh, what? A match? Just like that? What a-" She clicked. "-jo…Oh." Her eyelids dipped low as she let out a wolf whistle before chewing on her bottom-lip. "Hellooo Blondie! You're an athletic big boy aren't you? Look at that…A responsible thrill-seeker eh?" A hand absentmindedly drifted over her right breast, kneading the mocha mound over her uniform, eyes glued to the selfie. "Elm is going to get so fucking jealous…"

x.x.x

"Well, well, well…Now that's a man who knows how to work out," Elm mused approvingly as she fanned herself and rubbed her thighs together. "Unf…Dependable, but dangerous? AND knows how to cook?" She wetted her lips. "Oh yeah, momma likes what she sees. I wouldn't mind bench press him." Elm shuddered. "Harriet is so going to get jealous when I tell her."

x.x.x

`Ding´

"Oho, a match? That was quick. Let's take a looksee- Wait…is that Ruby's and Yang's dad?"

Coco removed her glasses, eyes firmly trained on the profile, selfie and all. The corners of her lips curled into a giddy smirk-

"Hell. Yes."

´Click´

"Request sent and opening chat~"

She pushed up her chest and touched up her hair, posing appropriately in front of the Scroll cam.

"`LoveDaddy´, you handsome, single dilf, say hello to `Hot Cocoa´."

A throaty moan broke the silence of the evening as Qrow tossed her head back with a toe-curling shudder. The computer screen was the only illumination in her dark room, bright and displaying the shirtless selfie of LoveDaddy's profile, enhanced.

Her hair was messy and her black tank-top she had changed into was hiked above her perky breasts. Her underwear hung around an ankle of her outstretched leg over the table, loins spread as the dusty old crow buried a second finger up past the second knuckle into her quivering, gushing pussy. Her free hand toyed with a sensitive nipple, twisting and tugging for added stimulation that addled her brain even further.

"Mmngh…! I'm so glad I, nnh, convinced him to take that selfie," Qrow panted out with a shrill moan. "That, ah, idioooot!"

Her body tensed up as she came a little. She pushed her palm against her clit.

"Always joking about the `entire team´ sh-shit, ah! Ah! And yet he d-doesn't even make a move at me! I even took off my damn pants and g-gave him, ah, an invitation right then and there!"

Her pussy clenched around her fingers, ecstasy burning sweetly.

"Stupid idiot, mmh, and his god damn abs and his, ooh, handsome face! Hug me close to that sweet chest and kiss meee!" Her breathing quickened. "Grab my ass, aah, you moron!"

Her body tensed, pleasure raking at her senses. She twisted her nipple and whined, her sex twitching and leaking.

"Ooh yeah…I'm gonna cum, T-Tai…! I'm so c-close, ah…Ah! I'm going to cum, Tai! So close…!"

She arched backwards—

"So close, Tai! Why won't you just take me—?!"

The chair snapped and fell victim to gravity, as did Qrow, crashing onto the floor and tumbling to the side, her legs flailing and knocking over the screen from its perch at the desk. It hit the floor with a disheartening crash, the holographic light flickering for but a moment before it died, robbing the room of its light.

"NOOO!" Qrow shouted at the top of her lungs, her orgasm ruined and gone. "Brothers damn my Semblaaaaaaaance!"