Chapter 34: In a pinch
People don't understand Blake's reasoning for being so upset. She cares more for the ideal of the Faunus people than she cares for the lives of others. She's a zealot who ascribes a quality to someone who is on the 'opposition'. If the riots of the 2020's didn't say enough... the Schnee are the enemy. Jaune had two choices – Destroy Blake or Neutralize Blake. The latter was achieved, because Weiss didn't want to be responsible for murder. That's it.
The tears had gone dry by now.
Saphron looked at her reflection in the mirror, watching the long blonde hair flow in waves, as she heard Adelheid snore softly in the background, the blue-painted room that she was in belonging to Adelheid. It was the slow but inevitable decline in her days, as she looked at her reflection, her body bare and bold to the world, to herself. Her nipples were peaked, the sweat had dried up on her skin, but she was standing there, a goddess of the world's making, if she had to use flowery words.
Saphron Arc.
A daughter of a man who had raped his own daughter. A daughter who had found a new mother in a woman who cared for her younger brother like a son, a lover, perhaps more.
It was sick and wrong and painful, but her emotions had snapped. Hiding the breakdown from Adelheid was bad, but Adelheid was...
Saphron turned her head to Adelheid, who currently was hugging the pillow, blissfully unaware of how she was on display, how the eyes of Saphron Arc gazed over her sleeping form. There had been comfort sex. There had been sex, something that had been sweet, tender and loving, but Saphron knew that Adelheid wasn't gay.
"You're going to be perfect, Addie."
Her fingers ghosted over the younger woman's cheek, brushing over the strands of hair, Saphron looking at the features that were currently softer in slumber than they were when awake.
"I love you, little sis."
Blue eyes looked up at her as Adelheid smiled at her, motioning for her to come closer.
"Love you too, Big Sis. I'm..."
Saphron kissed Adelheid to shut her up.
"Let's sleep, Adel."
Saphron fell asleep within half an hour, Adelheid out like a light after a little snuggle, still naked as the day she'd been born. A big sister (okay, maybe she was just a little taller than Adelheid) with her little sister, still covered in the sweat of being fucked like a dirty whore (one of her talents, Saphron would admit, to 'fuck me with that big fake dick before I run away and become a whore, sis!' whilst in that state of arousal.) and smelling like one too.
Adelheid woke her up with a kiss to the cheek, something that had become a familiar thing. They were best friends, sisters of a different mother, lovers and... and they were two women who loved a young man in different ways.
Adelheid would just need a little push.
A small push along the way, to push her right into the abyss of love, care and family.
Saphron watched her best friend dress herself, aware of how it looked to her, to see Adelheid get ready for the day. Pale skin, blonde hair, blue eyes that held a hint of the woman that she'd called best friend and little sister more often than she had Terra.
'I'm not sorry.'
She wasn't, not anymore. She got up, hugging Adelheid from behind, Adelheid's hands touching her arm, gently rubbing over them.
"Hey, hey... I've got to get to work, who knows when we'll be able to get together again, big sis."
She kissed Adelheid's neck.
"Soon. Jaune'll be around soon, Addie."
He would be.
"Hmm... comfy."
Weiss slept like the dead, as she nestled herself in the crook of his arm, her mouth pressing against his bare skin, as Pyrrha looked down at him with a curious expression, the warmth absent from his body as he felt how Weiss snuggled a little closer to him.
"She sleeps really deeply, doesn't she?"
The feeling that Pyrrha might want to be in a similar situation crept up on him, as he saw her gaze go down. That Ren and Nora were both girls and both were not trying to hide that they'd follow his orders, he knew.
"She's had a stressful day."
He knew that, after Blake had been put away, Weiss would need rest, time to recover a little from what had happened. It had been a bad call, but something had to be done, something had to be arranged so that the girl he... seriously appreciated, would not be put in danger anymore by her Faunus teammate.
"I love you, Jaune."
Weiss had a habit of mumbling things in her sleep. He knew that she'd suffered the loss of a younger brother by the White Fang, by someone who had just brutally decapitated him in front of her mother and father, something that had shaken her up more than he'd hoped.
Blake was settled, for now. She was under the threat of her parents acting if she did something to harm Weiss and there was no justification given. It was all worth it, he supposed. A little lapse of his own composure, out of the raw anger. It was a mistake, more than he'd care to ever admit, to be led by emotions, but he was just so angry that someone would want to harm what was his.
A prince deserved a princess, and there definitely was beauty within the girl that currently was drooling on his biceps, Pyrrha looking at him with a wistful expression.
"Let's get up, shall we?"
He gently shook Weiss, who opened her eyes, turning her head to him and then smiled. The asymmetry of her face made her look like some queen from a forgotten kingdom, her tongue sliding over her lips in a slow, almost sensual manner. Her hand reached down.
"I feel something got up before me... Were you having a nice dream, Jaune?"
It was sweet, as her fingers deftly manipulated the stave of flesh, the tender touch making her look almost girlish, as Pyrrha flushed. Weiss draped herself over him, rolling onto his stomach with a smooth, practised motion, like a ballerina would.
"Well... There was a pretty princess in my arms after all. I'd not really sleep badly with such a sweet and cute girl in my presence."
There was a smile, genuine and honest, on Weiss' lips, as she leaned close and kissed his lips.
"No matter what... I'll be your friend. You're my first friend, someone who didn't see me as Weiss Schnee..."
The white hair brushed over his face, as Weiss turned her gaze to Pyrrha, who looked like she wanted to say something, her expression shifting a little between hesitation and something that made him wonder whether she wanted to add something to that sentence, or say something.
"He's like that. Like a prince! A cool prince who saves the princess! Rennie likes that too, don't you?"
Nora had to butt in, pointing that out. Weiss turned red, looking at Ren, who nodded.
"It is... nice."
Ren actually looked a little red-cheeked, Weiss looking a little flustered by the offer, as Nora grinned boldly. Pyrrha looked blandly at him, as her eyes slid up, her fingers slipping over her shirt. It wasn't something that a champion would do to show how sensual she was, but it was-
His Scroll rang.
It was in his hand, as Saphron's face appeared on the screen, her eyes looking a little tired and bloodshot.
"You should get a shower. Give me to your teammates and make sure that you're properly dressed. Adelheid and I will be taking care of you today, and I've got to make arrangements."
The authoritative tone of an older sister, as she looked at him, and he gave the Scroll to Pyrrha. Saphron probably was getting a little worried for him, as Weiss got up and he got up, feeling the warmth fade from the bed, as he got himself to the shower. Weiss didn't seem to think that she should be left out, until Pyrrha's hand grabbed hers and arrested her.
"Now, listen... My little brother will be visiting me all weekend. You can consider this a girl's day or something, if you want. We need to have some serious words with him, but you'll see him return soon."
That was just like Saphron, trying to make him feel that sense of duty, to care for her. He remembered the talks that they'd had, which made a warmth flood through his body, as he entered the bathroom, turning on the shower and standing below the spray, letting his body wash clean of the dreadful tiredness and be refreshed.
"is that understood, girls?"
Saphron's voice was definitely that of an older sister telling the girls who were loosely arranged around her younger brother. He remembered faintly how it had been explained to him before, when there had been a question as to what it meant to have a family and siblings.
"My family is large, your majesty, but it is some of my siblings who wish to protect the others in the family by ensuring that they are safe by lording over those around. Magic is not always a perfect measure against anything, when diplomacy is also an option."
The old maid whose daughter had been instructed to be a handmaiden said, the dark blonde hair not as radiant as her own, the comb that had been inlaid with gemstones and silver combing through her hair, her gaze watching the stars above them, as the maid did her duties, just like her mother did on Wednesdays.
"I see... I never had a sister or a brother, so I wouldn't know."
He shook his head lightly to brush the strange visions away, looking for Weiss, who looked a little intimidated.
"Yes, ma'am."
He took the Scroll from Pyrrha's hands, Saphron's almost angelic smile making him wonder what had happened. Ren looked a little put out, Nora seemed to be thoughtfully staring at him and Pyrrha's expression was definitely deliberating something that he didn't know.
"Hello there, Jaune. I was just telling your team to not expect you back for the weekend. Adelheid's got a lot of things to talk with you about."
He could trust his sister, who had been through so much, with his life, and Adelheid was a good friend. Perhaps they would be announcing that they'd started dating, though Adelheid's own predilection towards men and risky sex... was not something that his Mama approved of.
'You make me worry, Adelheid...'
Adelheid was someone who meant well, but whose joy for life led her down paths that were not always the best. He remembered the banquet, the way that she'd just staggered and needed his help. A huntsman, a hero... whatever he would be, a prince or a king, an emperor or some common Huntsman who would do right for the world, he would want to help a woman like that, who needed his support to keep on going through her life.
"I'll be there in about fifty minutes or so. I need to get some things prepared for going to Vale, and-"
It had been so normal to take a shower and forget about things like 'clothing' when he was in the privacy of Weiss' company. It was their dorm room, of course, but it didn't really matter whether he-
'I should get some clothing on.'
Weiss looked at him with that sweet smile that just made him wonder whether she had any thoughts in her mind about being with him, in the manner of a wife. She was of the low-born merchant class, but it was still a moment which made him notice her delicate features.
"I should get dressed. I may have just dried off and walked in."
Saphron gave a small laugh, something which made her sound all the more normal. It was a warm laugh, something that showed the woman she had been when he was growing up, happy and full of smiles, someone who could be called the heart of the Arc sisterhood, if one believed in such a theory.
"Addie! Jaune's already naked, get your chance!"
Adelheid spluttered something, Jaune catching sight of Adelheid with her hair loose, peering over Saphron's shoulder, clearly trying not to stare too much, as Saphron's head turned and she kissed Adelheid's cheek.
'That's a good thing...'
He was glad that they had at least found something to take comfort in, so Adelheid wouldn't be out sleeping with strange men. It was something that seemed to be common for Adelheid, if their first meeting was any indication.
"Saphron! Please wear clothes, Jaune! If you get an indecent exposure charge on your record, it can affect your marketability!"
The sensible advice was something that made him smile, as he found himself looking forward to meeting with his older sister and his publicity agent, Adelheid trying to keep her cool, her body shifting back and forth a little as Saphron teased against her.
"It's going to be fun, Jaune. There's some room here for you to sleep, not all of them are occupied, and we'll be having a guest in a few days time too!"
He wondered who that could be. He should get dressed though. Weiss was looking at him, giving him a smile that definitely meant that she'd try her best to ease his burdens, her mouth opening wide for a moment in a yawn, blushing at the sight.
"I'll be there, big sis. Keep your 'little sister' safe, okay? I don't want my agent getting waylaid by some guy with bad intentions."
Saphron smiled at him and he knew that she would do anything to stop Adelheid from getting drunk and doing worse things. He knew that it'd been a dream when he'd stayed over after the banquet, after all. It had been a dream that had been almost real, but he trusted his sister.
"Don't worry. Girls? I'll make sure that Jaune behaves perfectly. You've got nothing to fear from me."
Jaune saw the winces from the four girls in the room, Pyrrha looking away, Saphron undoubtedly having spoken to them from a woman's perspective, doing the whole 'stay away from my little brother, you ceaseless harridans!' chat that he'd heard Violet practice once, when he'd overheard her trying to make the theatre club audition.
"Yes, Miss Arc."
'Strange...'
Nora seemed to be the quietest out of the four, whilst she'd have something to say, regardless.
'Very strange...'
Adelheid was a little worried.
Saphron didn't usually sound so angry, nor did she sound so frustrated when she was laying into the girls on the other end of the Scroll call, her voice having been almost a siren's call to her, the tail end of the conversation caught by her.
"... that, girls. He's my little brother, and if you want my permission to date him, you'll have to bring your best game. I am still someone he listens to before all of you, and if I don't approve of you, you can bet your ass on it that he'll follow my directions."
It was an older sister's protectiveness that was at work, Adelheid feeling a little warm at the sight of Saphron going all 'big sister' on the girls that were interested in the client. She herself was interested too, a teensy-weensy little bit.
A teensy-weensy bit that made her think back to those phantom sensations of being with him, of how good it was to have sex with someone who could make her feel good, no matter the fact that it was illegal for her to do, contractually.
"But-"
Saphron cut Nora off, as the great Pyrrha Nikos was handed the Scroll again.
"No. He's my little brother. We're eight in total, and all seven of us know that we should have at least a say in whether we approve of our sisters-in-law. It was like that with Terra and myself, and it will be like that."
She wasn't sure whether it was a fabrication or not, Saphron having talked about it very briefly about the acceptance from her sisters on her marriage, but it was something that felt off to her.
"You're claiming him an awful lot, Saphron."
Saphron looked at her with a look that wouldn't be amiss on Miss Umbra's face, the annoyance and irritation something that sent a shiver down her spine. Adelheid knew now what the feeling of having a dom mommy was like, as Saphron licked her lips.
"He's my little brother, and these girls think that they can claim him. No way, we had him first for seventeen years! We don't give up on the only good guy in our lives, with our dad being a raping monster!"
That seemed to be news to the girls, as Saphron didn't change gears.
"So, you better remain where you are, and if I give you the option to date my little brother, you better take it, or I swear that you'll find that most of us can still bully him around. He deserves a partner that is like a princess, a queen or something more, so- don't think that you can get away with trying to seduce him. He tells me everything. If I find that one of you is planning on baby trapping him, I will personally make you know what it feels like to lose your baby."
'Holy shit, Saphron!'
The look on Saphron's face was fierce, angry and perhaps a little unhinged, the worry meter about to burst, as Saphron took a deep breath, her smile as warm as a pleasant sunny day.
"If you wish to date my little brother, you go through me or my sisters. We're seven, and we are all different, so don't think that one trick works on all of us. Is that understood, girls?"
Saphron wasn't making any idle threats either. Adelheid knew that Jaune was a young man who loved his sister dearly, to the point where he should've had to know better, and to see Saphron wielding this power like a blunt object to beat down any people who wished to hurt her brother...
It was kind of sexy.
After the conversation was done, Adelheid hugged her best friend, Saphron taking a deep breath.
"They should know that they can do a lot, but they won't ruin my little brother. He's our little brother, Addie. Big sis still has your back, lil' sis."
Adelheid didn't know whether to laugh or to cry about the way that Saphron was stacking the deck, taking a deep breath as she did, the Scroll ringing once.
"Yes?"
Saphron's voice was cool, the caller ID not listing one name, as the soft voice of Pyrrha Nikos came from the phone.
"I... I accept your terms. You were very... direct, you know?"
Saphron looked at Adelheid for a moment, before a lazy smile blossomed on her lips, a greedy smile that seemed to accompany it, as her tongue slid over her lips.
"Sometimes, it doesn't work to let people know that you are weak, Miss Nikos. I assume you are calling to formally announce that you will be intimate with him?"
It was a very cool and business-like proposal, a manner that wasn't usual for Saphron, the redheaded champion fighter seeming to hesitate for a moment.
"I'd like to be. Weiss is... She's confident that she'll win his heart, but I don't know... I like him."
'Me too. He's a cute package, smile included.'
Heart-throb material with a nice butt and a smile that made even her heart beat a little faster, Saphron pressing her finger to her lips to silence her.
"I like him too, Miss Nikos, but Jaune is not your average blonde loverboy."
Adelheid had no idea what Saphron was trying to say, as Pyrrha asked a few more questions, quiet and demure. This would be news without even trying, if Pyrrha Nikos was dating her team leader, it would be something in the scandal rags without a moment of pause. She was a world-renowned superstar, yet she was now trying to appeal to Saphron, trying to get in her good graces. It was a tactic that Miss Umbra would use, if...
'Oh... So she's trying to make sure that she's finding a proper girl for Jaune.'
Pyrrha Nikos was great at fighting, but her personality, Adelheid had found, was a little meek and hesitant when it came to interpersonal communication, something noted due to her lack of interviews during her career as a fighter.
"We'll have to see that when you come to pick him up, Miss Nikos. My little brother is a little stupid at times, but we all will fight to the death for him if he's going after someone who just wants to rip out his heart and trample it."
Saphron shut the call off and turned to her, the smile on her lips making Adelheid worry a little more, as Saphron's expression seemed to shift to something a touch sweeter than before.
"They're interested in him, but they won't get him so easily. Our little brother needs someone who has a good head on her shoulders, someone a little older, don't you think?"
Adelheid didn't know really whether someone would fit the bill, as Saphron beamed at her. It didn't really register with her about anyone who would fit the bill. She was pretty certain that there were few people that would apply for that job of being an older woman who was into a cute sexy blonde with blue eyes, a really nice hard cock and... and her nipples were hard again, as she definitely went to the land of fantasies, of just getting herself situated in that lap and feeling his groin rub against her butt, his hands holding her like some little civilian with the rough huntsman who grabbed a hold of her, whose hands would be sliding down into her underwear in full view, nobody able to stop him and-
'Hmmahhh...I shouldn't...'
She really shouldn't, but the warm feeling in her stomach was enough to soothe the burning inside her body that came with the smooth sense of desire, of knowing that a seventeen-year-old was setting her groin ablaze with desire, with choppy little waves of that flow in her groin pulsing up and down.
"Get dressed, we've got a long day ahead of us. Business clothes first, we're letting you take care of business first and then, we'll have an evening of movie-watching."
That'd be nice.
It'd be nice to sit between Saphron and Jaune, to feel his hand guide hers to his groin, to unzip that prison that kept his cock contained, and to lean over and give it a little suck. She hadn't done that since she'd had a drunken binge at the movie theatre with one of her exes, and it'd been hot.
'Down, he's seventeen, off-limits, and you're with his big sister.'
A big sister who was surprisingly good at making her feel good as well. It was a talent, Saphron always seemingly being able to drag an orgasm out of her. A sneaky little thought of her being between the two, hearing Saphron gasp in her ear as he pumped into her, and she'd just have that little bit of buzz in her system that made her pussy wetter...
"Addie? We're not going to be watching a porno."
Adelheid shuddered. With how horny she felt, she was half-convinced that they'd make the porno themselves. It'd be hot, she wouldn't mind it at all, her nipples about to cut through steel or something with how aroused she was.
'Business first...'
It'd be some lame movie, probably a rom-com. Saphron loved watching soap operas, it probably reminded her of the drama that was her life...
'Okay, focus... focus, try to think about business.'
"Jaune's big hard cock in front of you, ready to blow."
She imagined it. Oh god, she imagined it, and how she'd just be prim and proper publishing girl Adelheid, sucking that big illegal teenage cock.
"That's mean, Saphron! Come on, cut me a break! I'm trying my best and you're teasing me."
Her faux older sister seemed to take good pleasure in it, as she licked her lips.
"Don't worry, Adelheid. If you act good, I can leave the two of you alone for five minutes... unless the great and sexy Addie is trying her best to keep the world record for fastest pants-off, hmm?"
'This is so not fair!'
"You tease... Ugh, now I'm going to imagine it. Damn it, you're trying to find a girlfriend for your brother who's a bit older and you're trying to get me all riled up."
Whoever met those criteria was already written off in Adelheid's mind. She had to keep a respectable distance, after all.
Nobody accused Adelheid of being terribly bright when it came to recognizing that she was being described with such terms.
"Mister Callows, hello!"
Violet's hand was extended, the smile on her lips as she watched the manic assassin stand there, Beryl standing a little bit away, the man shaking her hand softly, as Saphron and her best friend were making motions to leave, the two of them having come by early in the morning, early enough for them to catch Saphron and make sure that the alibi would stick. Beryl had already shaken the man's hand before her.
Nobody would be suspicious of sisters, especially close-knit sisters in age, meeting up to see their brother, right?
The fingers of the man were calloused and Violet smiled, as she let her gaze go to Saphron, who was tucking the hair behind an ear, as Adelheid tried to do her makeup.
"Want a hand with that, Miss Blau?"
The man started to get ready to drive the two, Beryl signalled with a hand gesture by her. It was time for her to act.
"Ah, if you don't mind?"
She washed her hands before she assisted the slightly older woman with her makeup. The contact poison that she'd generously smeared onto her palm, masked with some of the skin cream that smelled very fragrantly of violets, would have done its job by soaking into the man's skin. Something nasty, which would linger for just a bit, as Beryl smiled.
"Would you mind if we came with you? Jaune might want to see all three of his sisters together."
It was a poison that was inert, and thus not easily detected. If there was no activation reaction, it would remain in the body for a day or so, before it was expunged. The cream had also given the benefit of leaving a bit of a slick residue, permeating into the skin after a moment. Humans would get a very irritable bowel for a day, but Faunus? It was much worse for them. One of the Blackout's favourite poisons, one that she'd learned to concoct during the advanced lessons.
It was almost too easy.
"That'd be great. We can all have a nice day. Mister Callows, will you drive?"
Violet had been observing the man, noticing that the man hadn't washed his hands yet. Option B was just a bit harder to do, as she felt her body burn with the faint aftereffects of the poison that she'd taken earlier, enough to get the Faunus man to succumb.
Assassinations were best done slowly. Mercury wasn't something that would poison someone so easily, but it was still a viable assassination method. It would not give the results that she wanted.
'Now, to wait for the scorpion to walk into the trap...'
Anything more than a mild jog combined with adrenaline from fighting would activate the poison. Claiming the man's head was one of the objectives that she had set for her sister and herself, as they sat in the car next to Saphron and her friend, Saphron telling Beryl about something that she'd overheard from the television, clearly something that Violet held little interest in, the man's breathing still even, his expression of casual boredom allowing him a moment of peace, for as long as it was.
Jaune looked like he was out on a trip to the town, his smile having a pleasant affect, clearly making him look like a dashing prince, Violet's assessment of him not too uncharitable. Rouge could have slept with someone less beautiful, but Jaune was probably the only one who she had let close in on her heart to bare it. It was a horrible thing, but Violet Arc was not feeling very moral, as their brother drew close and hugged Saphron and Adelheid, the blonde woman giving a squeak as Saphron reached for her ass and gave her buttocks a firm grope, Beryl and Violet sharing a look.
'That's our Saphron...'
Tyrian Callows looked a little nervous, as Beryl approached him, either due to the poison or something else, as the man's eyes looked straight at his apprentice, the poison undoubtedly starting to work.
"Want to work out a bit when you're dismissed, Mister Callows? I've got a trick for a one-two-three punch that'll leave them gasping."
The cocky, challenging grin on Beryl's face was enough for the setup, Violet mingling with Jaune and her sister, whilst the publisher had her ass groped.
"How's my little brother doing, huh?"
Her fingers ruffled his hair, as Adelheid was pushed closer, Saphron obvious in her attempts to get the two of them together. It was sweet, in some kind of sick way, but Violet didn't think it was all that wrong.
"We can get to the centre ourselves. Tyrian? Do you think you can go back home? It seems my sister and Adelheid want to try out some café's in the centre of Vale."
The man saluted, Violet giving a small grin as she saw some of the exterior signs of the poison. A good punch and some bruising would accelerate the effect, as she could see the signs of the skin starting to turn a paler, almost golden colour, the man's eyes flickering between Jaune and the two with him.
"As you want, Master Jaune. May you have a great time with Mistress Saphron and Miss Blau."
The man was giving his final response to her little brother.
'Clean-up time...'
Bringing the head of the Mad Scorpion would bring her in close proximity to Grandmother. The woman would be proud of her once she had brought the man's head.
'If you are no longer needed, then your worth has expired.'
Beryl was her own person, so she would need to be cut loose from the trainer who had made her into an assassin or bodyguard or whatever she was now. Bear looked like she wanted to grin boldly, as she waved at Violet.
"Fifi? I'm going to be trying out some new boxing moves with Mister Callows. Enjoy yourself, will you?"
The signal was given. She nodded once to her older sister, smiling.
"Have fun. Go and be a sweaty little piggy and never get a boyfriend, Bear."
Saphron shot her a curious look, but this was all for Saphron's own good. The man was a homicidal maniac, a cannibal who ate his victims. Saphron did not deserve to have this man around her. Selene Umbra was a woman who supported the family, but threats to the safety and wellbeing of her family had to be eliminated.
'We're going to take care of the man and you'll never have to fear again, Saphron.'
It was altruistic. Violet never managed to squash that side of herself, but her eyes watched the man with hawk's eyes as he walked with Beryl, the poison already delivered, with only Beryl being able to manage the man's agile fighting style. It was a little unfair, but Beryl was most familiar with the man's style.
An assassination that was predicated upon her having administered the poison, as Violet noticed Jaune looking at Beryl and Tyrian, Adelheid giving a hesitant look towards the man who was walking off with some child-like glee in his steps.
"Do you think they'll be okay? Mister Callows seems to be excited about sparring with your sister."
Violet smiled sweetly, just as she should do. The performance of a lifetime, she might call it, as Tyrian's lifetime ended.
"Oh, Beryl's moves are to die for, I'm just here for a quick moment. Gotta help an old granny later, Adelheid. How're you doing, hmm? Made sweet, sweet love to my big sister yet?"
There was a squeak from Adelheid and a flush to her cheeks, as Saphron gave her a look that was her 'I am pissed off, don't you dare approach' expression, her teeth clenching a little as Adelheid flushed red.
"H-hey, we're not like that. I like guys, guys with nice dicks, and I'm not going to go and do anything else, but if Saphron wants, I'll help out."
The girl was so flustered, Saphron's look of doom definitely in need of sharpening. Violet smiled, knowing that she could press just a little bit farther. If Saphron could tease the woman, so could she.
"Oh, help out, hmmm?"
She drew Adelheid with her, her hand lightly tapping one of the sensitive points on a woman's body. For a man, they were scattered, yet there were definitely points where the sensitivity and subconscious instincts would be inflamed by just a gentle touch.
Absinthe Moor had taught her to touch those points to inflame the desire, the fear and the terror. Faunus had seventeen points where you could send them into a panic, and humans had eighteen, which proved superiority. Whether the old woman was telling the truth or not, it was still a sensitive point, and Violet lightly pressed her finger against it.
"What are your intentions towards my big sister, hmm?"
Adelheid turned beet red, Violet adding a little sensual tone to her voice, to push forth the faint hint of her being curious about the exact nature of things, as her tongue slid over the skin, having approached. The hairs on Adelheid's neck raised, and her saliva contained just a little hint of aphrodisiac. It wasn't something noticeable, unless she kissed someone.
A side-effect, perfect for an assassin who looked good to the casual onlookers, and devastatingly sexy to those who paid attention.
"Nothing! I mean, she's a great friend, she's like a big sister and she's not- She's not bad, but I am not- No, you must believe me, I'd never make her hurt like that, I'm-"
The stammered apologies, as Violet pressed herself a little closer. The small subtle clues from Adelheid's body told her more than she'd know, as she figured she'd tease just a little bit. With Callows about to become a thing of the past, there would need to be some cause for celebration, as Adelheid looked at Jaune for a moment, who was currently talking with Saphron about something.
"So, it's my little brother who's drawing your interest, right?"
The flush on Adelheid's face was something that she'd caused, of course. To put a target off balance before striking with supreme force was an assassin's trade, and Violet knew that Jaune was probably one of the family members that she'd approved of the most, given that her father and her mother were not such great individuals. Perhaps in the past, but ever since Rouge had been touched...
"He's my client. I'm..."
'Totally in love. Yep. I wish I'd have...'
Saphron tapped her shoulder.
"Help me with my makeup, Fifi."
There was no 'please', though the tone was perfectly pleasant, Adelheid left to go, as they walked to the ladies room, Saphron holding up a small lipstick, and Violet took it. Saphron's hand grabbed her shoulder and Violet made a soft 'oof' as she was pressed against the wall by her older sister.
"Don't mess with Adelheid. I saw what you were doing."
Violet swallowed, as she tried not to look into Saphron's eyes. They were dangerous eyes, manic eyes that told her that nothing good would come of it.
"Saph, please, I'm-"
A smack to her cheek, Saphron's hand returning to her side.
"She's a part of the family, Violet. Jaune's staying over for a weekend. By the end of it, she will be your big sister too."
That was... definitely not going to be very consensual. The dark flare of passion inside her, stimulated by the training that Absinthe had her do, came to curl around her, as Saphron's eyes met her.
"And you'll just let the two of them go at it, Saph? Big sis gonna join in?"
Saphron didn't look very happy at her joke, as she narrowed her eyes. Violet knew that she'd prodded a little too hard.
"Big sis is going to make sure that Adelheid takes some big fucking dick to the pussy, Violet. I'm not letting anyone of the family be alone. Mama knows better than our birth mother. Daddy fucked Mama, and I'm pretty damn sure that he'd be going right back to doing that. It isn't fair, Violet. But life isn't fair. You're not going to do anything to stop me."
Violet swallowed, as Saphron looked her in the eyes with an expression, her hair a little messy, the anger in her features real. Saphron never really was all that angry, Violet hadn't seen her in this state before, really, but the sight of it took her aback.
"S-sure. S-so... We're getting a sister?"
Saphron nodded, looking at her with that look that just made Violet feel like she was six or so, with an adult standing before her, telling her she was naughty. It was kind of hot.
"Oh yes. They go together very well, don't they?"
Violet wouldn't deny it. Adelheid had that unconcerned, airy disposition that made her appealing and vivacious, with that hint of having no concerns outside of getting a partner, doing her best with work and being Saphron's friend. Jaune was... perhaps a little touch out of it.
"They do, I'm... Saph? Why?"
Saphron stared at her and then handed her the lipstick. Violet looked at it for a moment.
"Do my lips again, Fifi. Big sis is going to get you a big sis. If you're a good doggy, I'll let you in on the game plan."
She took the lipstick and started to work on Saphron's lipstick. The powder came from somewhere in Saphron's pockets, and Violet assisted without a comment.
'I've killed people, but she terrifies the hell out of me sometimes.'
It might just be that it was her older sister.
Jaune watched Adelheid as she looked a little uneasy, standing there with Saphron and Violet having gone for the bathroom, fidgeting a little as she glanced back and forth, her gaze never quite resting on him. It was a little strange, he supposed, but Tyrian and Beryl had gone off somewhere.
"Adelheid?"
Her personal name made her startle, as she looked at him, her cheeks growing red as her gaze lowered.
"H-hey?"
She sounded a little like Weiss. Mama would probably have not wanted him to hang around Weiss too much, but Adelheid was responsible for his publicity, so he would hope that she'd not be similarly affected. Adelheid was an adult, even if she made some questionable choices.
"Shall we talk about business?"
The zest returned to Adelheid, as it was something she knew.
"Yes! That's good, I was thinking, since we have the promotional materials already made, we could get you a small section in the paper. Not many people still read it, but the budget for the publicity is still nice and full, and addressing the popularity of Pyrrha Nikos by posting a nice advertising of your team and the skills would be great!"
It was business that made the serious side of Adelheid emerge again. Jaune smiled, as she started to speak about some of the business opportunities that were available to them, the smile on Adelheid's lips something that only seemed to make her more appealing, a sweet smile that never quite seemed to fade as she started to talk about 'market potential'.
'When you talk about work, you're just a little like a big sister at times, telling me about what you've got in store. I'm glad that Saphron has such a friend like you.'
"And we should get some mugs with your emblem on it, it will be something to sell in the Huntsman merch stores."
That there were things like those, he didn't know. But then again, he'd only seen some posters, and Adelheid was into the whole marketing media business. She would know whatever was needed to get him propelled into heroic stardom.
"Can I get a mug with your emblem on it?"
Adelheid's cheeks turned red, as she looked down at the ground, embarrassed by something.
"I don't really have... y'know, a thing like that. It's usually something that the focus lies on during Combat School, but...But it can be your husband's emblem, if I were to get married."
She seemed to look away, clearly embarrassed by the way that this line of questioning went, Jaune's gaze watching how the sweet expression on her face seemed to tremble like it was under assault, a burning set of cheeks, flushed and red, looking at him with that expression that only made him doubt whether she'd wanted to say that.
"N-not that I don't want to get married, I mean, I'd love to get married, have a nice house, a whole score of kids... mom and dad always said that I should go for a guy that makes me happy, well, more mom than my dad, and I mean, your sister is fabulous, I want a big sister like that, and-"
She was definitely rambling now. A prince should shelter those who worked for him, to further build the nation. Adelheid was someone who required protection.
"If you want, you can become Adelheid Arc."
The words had an explosive effect, Adelheid turning redder than she had before. It was just a simple addition to the family register, if the adoption were to go through. Mama could probably arrange for something like that with a small flick of her hands.
"M-marriage? Oh no, no, we're publisher and client, what would the public think about me being with such a cute and sexy boy like you, I am twenty-three, I'm not sure whether I would be able to make you happy, a-and you can only marry under special circumstances, I'm not-"
He had been trying to suggest adoption, if she really wanted to, but Adelheid had taken it in a different direction, her cheeks burning hot, and kind of cute. She was his publisher, after all, so he hugged her, trying to make her calm down. Warmth flooded the ocean of darkness as she tried to push him away a little, softly.
"H-hey! I'm not in need of a hug. I'm your publisher, what would they think if they saw this?"
He looked at her, Adelheid's face close to his own, as he had the brief thought of teasing her.
"A big sister getting hugged by her younger brother? I mean, you do look like you could be an older sister at a casual glance. Blonde hair, blue eyes, sexy smile."
He added the last part, because he knew that flattery was something that could make Adelheid's mood a little better.
"Oh my, it seems we're coming across a wedding. Violet, look! Adelheid's got her boyfriend ready!"
Adelheid pushed him away as Saphron approached, her grin sweet, as she smiled at him, clearly teasing him.
"Big sis!"
It was something natural, as Saphron laughed at Adelheid, Adelheid looking perfectly like she was the younger sister, with Violet looking at him with eyes that held some amount of amusement, Saphron's lips redder than before.
"Hey hey... you're the one looking at my brother like he was a creamy little treat for you, Adelheid. How about you go for a creampie next?"
That might be a good idea. They could get something to eat at a café or something, whilst Adelheid turned bright red.
"Saphron!"
His older sister laughed softly, a return to the happy woman that she had been before. It made Jaune feel a little bit better to see her able to laugh like this again, as Saphron teased her with something called a Macaron, some treat that he'd always found sweet, Adelheid's cheeks bright red.
'You've got your problems, Adelheid, but you're getting better at handling them.'
He would make certain that Adelheid wasn't too stressed with him.
"You're doing well, so well!"
The man's voice was clearly manic, as he danced in front of her, the man just not dropping. It had no effect, it seemed, on the man, the poison already flowing through the man's bloodstream, but not working one bit. Whatever Violet had concocted, it didn't seem to work on the man, as Beryl danced with the lightest steps to avoid the punches and jabs that came at her, the weapons on the man's hands flicking back and forth like a scorpion's pincers, the man's grin bold.
"Stop, my little apprentice! It is time we rejoin the great, great young prince! Lady Saphron is special, yes yes yes! I've been feeding her well!"
Beryl didn't care much for that, as she lashed out, her weapon barely touching the man's cheek before he danced out of the way, the man's smile manic, something in the eyes telling Beryl that the sadistic man would be ready, but the poison wasn't working on him it seemed.
"What've you been feeding my sister, you bastard?!"
A laugh, as Beryl had images of what the man could be feeding to her sister, the knowledge that the man was a cannibal already clicking into place. It was perfect for the man to do something like that, feeding Saphron human meat so he'd have whatever sick craving fulfilled.
"Healthy things! Nothing, noooo, nothing that would be unfit for human consumption!"
The man's giggling was loud, as he disappeared from her view and she went flying because of a kick to the stomach, as Beryl gasped, the man's fingers lightly caressing over his sides.
"Now, now... There is a measure that you could do if you wanted to kill me, girl... Don't use poison with an odour. That's just no good, that's no good! Always use the wipes before you move, or else you'll get poisoned! The Goddess would want me to be great and powerful!"
'That rules out poison then...'
It was going to be something that would make the kill a lot harder, but she wasn't trained to be a stone-cold killer like Violet, able to talk about such horrible things so easily as if it were just the weather.
This wasn't as expected, as she traded a jab with the man, whose body danced around, and her head ducked under the strike, as she felt the blood pump through her body.
'I need to talk to Violet about this.'
"Alright... Alright, that failed. You're not like, upset at me?"
The man shot her a look, clearly not too upset, if Beryl had learned to read that half-mad expression.
"No, no! Even I managed to kill my teacher when he was off his guard! He shouldn't have been able to read the lips of the victim but he died because of my sting... now, now, we should get back to the other ones! The young prince needs his sisters, yes he does!"
The man clicked his weapons back onto his arms, without stopping to really call the fight to a halt. The man would be able to kill her where she stood, but there was no threat, no great threat, now that she knew that he was aware of things, that she'd tried to poison him.
It made her wonder how far the rabbit hole went, and how they could get out of it.
As she walked up to Violet, she saw her younger sister give her a look that meant they should talk, as Tyrian went to accompany Saphron and Adelheid.
"He noticed, but didn't kill me. We'll have to be a little bit more discreet."
Beryl could only see Violet's eyes darkening a little, as the younger sister nodded softly.
"Saphron is going to make Adelheid and Jaune get together today."
Beryl looked at the publisher who was happily chatting with Saphron, not a care on her face visible, as she whistled softly.
"Damn, that makes me want to have her be the matchmaker for the two of us too. If she's able to land us a hottie like that."
Violet looked at her and Beryl got the faint impression that her sister was smiling and suppressing a grin.
"Oh, so our little Jaune is a hottie, huh? Perhaps you'll join the little seduction squad, hmm? Want to kiss him, Bear? Smooch our little brother and make him shoot his load all over your thighs?"
'Oh gods no!'
That was disgusting, her hand nudging Violet, who also managed to dance out of the way. What was it with murderous bastards and teasing younger sisters dancing out of the way of her strikes today, huh?
"I was joking, Bear. I go first, after all."
Beryl hoped that Violet was joking with that statement, though nothing showed on Violet's face that she was telling an untruth, that it wouldn't be Violet offering herself to Jaune for a one-off fuck.
It would not be bad, Beryl knew very well what her little brother looked like, and it wasn't like she was dating anyone, or going to wild parties like Jade and Verde...
'Damn it, sexy thoughts begone! I'll be thinking about him in that way if I linger too much.'
She could feel Beryl nudge against her side, her tongue sliding over her ear and hot breath teasing over her earlobe.
"He'd be big enough to make the bear hibernate for a bit and the girl to come out, Beryl."
'Fucking damn it, Fifi! I did not need to think about that!'
Violet laughed breathily, as she grabbed Beryl's arm.
"Let's get Saphron her farewells and well-wishes with the seduction of Adelheid, shall we? We need to plan our next move."
Beryl could see the wisdom in that.
Tyrian Callows was a bug that was hard to squash.
Adelheid felt the weariness in her whole body. A day of shopping, spending time with Saphron and her cute client, and how hard her nipples were right now. She could go for a trip to pleasure-land with a vibrator right now, or Saphron helping her out.
'I like guys, but... it isn't bad to have Saphron help out a little too.'
They sat on the couch, Tyrian off somewhere, Saphron having gotten a big bowl of popcorn, Jaune leaning back, the movie something romantic, Jaune looking like he was slowly adjusting to the situation at hand. Saphron had decided to change to loungewear, whilst Adelheid still hadn't changed to her own. It hadn't been proper for a publisher to wear loungewear around her client, because it could be misconstrued by the big boss.
'She'd grill me, but he's...'
Pale skin, blue eyes and blonde hair. A smile on his lips when he peered at her, his hair falling slightly in his face to make her shudder, her tongue dancing over her lips, her gaze watching how he let his eyes dart a little, meeting hers.
"More popcorn?"
He was a little like a boyfriend should be. Attractive, cute, caring for her. It was so wrong to even feel like this, but he was like some kind of hero from the stories.
"She shouldn't eat too much before bed. Adel? Come, let's get you into something a little more comfortable than that, okay? Jaune? We'll be back in a little while."
She looked at Saphron, who motioned for her to follow her, clearly having some sort of plan in mind, her eyes watching Saphron as she pushed open the door and then went inside.
"I can't lounge with him around! He's supposed to get his own room, so Miss Umbra doesn't-"
Saphron shut the door. It sounded like the door to whatever afterlife slamming shut, as the older woman turned around, looking at her.
"Get your new lingerie on, Adelheid."
The lack of emotion in her friend's tone was real, as Adelheid took a deep breath, staring into determined eyes.
"He's my client, Saphron, I can't go and wear sexy lingerie- I'm-"
Saphron's hand grabbed her shoulder, the look on her face genuinely terrifying Adelheid a little, the eyes peering into her own filled with a fierce emotion, as the woman's teeth were flashed and there was that hint of something in those eyes that made her feel a hint of trepidation.
"Wear the lingerie, Adel."
She had to protest.
"He's your brother! He's the only one I can't touch, but you want me to go wear sexy lingerie to-"
Saphron pushed her back to the bed, Adelheid tripping over the footboard and then falling onto the bed with her butt, Saphron looking down at her.
"You will wear your lingerie, Adelheid, even if I have to dress you up myself. If you need encouragement..."
A bottle of very expensive vodka was grabbed from the side of the bed and held up, Saphron looking at it and then opening it up and taking a sip, closing her eyes. Adelheid wanted to take a sip too. It had been so long, so long since she'd felt that buzz, to feel how she'd be free and happy and able to find a cute guy and...
'I should resist! He's my client and I'll be good to her.'
"No, I'm not drinking! He's my client, I promised that I'd be good, and that I'd-"
Saphron laughed, as she pulled her shirt down. Lacy underwear, something that she'd bought for the next time she was going to find herself a partner to fuck, worn only once before when they'd had a fun time together, was exposed.
"We're doing it together, Adel."
That was incest!
"Saphron, no, that's so wrong I'm-"
Saphron's eyes blazed and Adelheid was jerked up by the scruff of her shirt, Saphron unusually strong somehow, or it might be the drink giving her some burst of strength.
"Behold, the field upon which I grow my fucks."
A hand pointed at the bed, which was made up, but rather barren.
"See that it is barren, Adelheid. I don't give a fuck anymore, little sister. Now get that fucking lingerie on or I will send you out there naked."
Adelheid swallowed, looking at her best friend again, Saphron's eyes dangerous and uncompromising.
"Saphron, no, I'm-"
She was thrown onto the bed,Saphron striding over to the closet and pulling the lingerie out.
"Saphron, yes. 'Yes, Oneesama', if I say it right. We are going to fuck our little brother, Adelheid. There is no 'but my work'. If Mama complains about it, I will take full responsibility. He deserves love, and you deserve love, and I will not let you go and be with some, with some..."
A vile expression, as she spat out the word.
"asshole. He's a good boy, he's our little brother and we will be very good sisters to him. Go Team Arc."
Adelheid was so going to hell for this. She was so going to hell for this, but she should say no.
"No, I'm not-"
Saphron cleared her throat and handed her the bottle.
"Drink."
She drank.
It felt kind of warm, as Saphron smiled at her.
"That's a good face, little sister... We'll be a happy family together soon, won't we? Big sis and little sis, and our dear little brother with his hard cock. Doesn't that sound like something out of a nice dream?"
The alcohol burned a little, the lack of alcohol suddenly replaced with a spark of joy. If Saphron said she'd take responsibility...
'I should say no.'
"Big sis, I'm- miss Umbra, she..."
Saphron made her drink again. It was like a baby being fed her bottle and Adelheid felt very giggly right now. These things were hot. She was so hot, and Saphron would take care of the woman who was going to make her world a lot shittier in the morning, right?
"Mama would be glad to have a daughter to have. You can trust family, after all..."
That was a good thing, yes. She didn't have a mommy anymore, so she'd need to find a new mommy. A new mommy, a new boyfriend, and Saphron would be a good big sister-friend, right?
'Whee... This is some strong stuff...'
It made her feel tingly. She hadn't had much happy feelings inside her since her mom had died in Argus, since there was news that her father would be coming to Vale...
'It'll be great... it'd be great, if I could show him how happy I am with a big sister like Saphron.'
She giggled a little, Saphron holding her lingerie out for her to take. These stuffy clothing weren't needed... right?
She felt much better in her lingerie.
'So... Cutie... And we've got a sisterly backup too! Yeah, it's going to be amazing!'
Adelheid Blau was not a woman who could really say no all that easily to her best friend, especially after Saphron had made her drink a quarter of a bottle of strong vodka.
She stared at herself in the mirror, the lack of the room swaying making her wonder how strong the liquor had been, as Saphron stood there at her side, already looking like she was a damn fine lady.
If Adelheid liked women in that sense, Saphron looked scrumptious enough to eat.
"Now... Let me get him. That silly brother of mine wouldn't know a hot girl if she came strutting up to him. Sit down, Addie. Big sis is going to lead your little brother right to you."
That was great. Hmm... She definitely had read this plot before, but she'd never imagined herself in such a position.
'This is so fucking hot.'
Regret would come the next morning, for Adelheid Blau, but alas... Right now, she was only thinking about getting it on with Jaune.
"Jaune! Turn the TV off and get over here! It's bed-time."
Saphron's voice was louder than she intended, the strong alcohol burning in her throat a little, her eyes watching her younger brother get up and do as she ordered, standing in the door opening for him to come there, and she held open the door for him to enter.
"Adelheid and I will be sleeping in the bed with you. Addie? What do you say to your little brother, huh?"
Adelheid giggled.
"C'mere, c'mere! Oneechan has something sweet for you! Ara ara!"
The giggles weren't optimal for getting Adelheid a little bit of space with her brother but Saphron pressed against Jaune's back, pushing him forward and locking the door behind her.
'There's no room for regret. There is no room for taking things back.'
He was the only man she could trust with her body. He was the only man who made her feel tingly and sweet on the inside, as he protected her from the bad people in the world. He'd do the right thing, no matter how much it would hurt him in the process, because he was her little brother.
Looking at Adelheid, who was already tugging Jaune's pants down with an 'alley-oop, little brother! Ooh, is that big hard cock for me? Wheee!', she could feel the faintest hint of a smug smile come to her lips.
Mama never lied to her.
"Come, Sis! He's ready!"
Saphron watched Adelheid giggle as she had Jaune pressed down to the bed and then delivered him one of the most passionate smooches that she could give.
'Welcome to my family, Adelheid.'
"Coming, imouto-chan."
Jaune needed to grow up to be strong and tall... But she'd be the best older sister that she could be.
If anyone objected, well...
They weren't really worth their life, right?
She should be selfish for a little while.
"Awww, Oneesama! Come and give me a big kiss too! He's ready!"
At least Jaune was sporting a stiff pole already.
'This time... I'll have sex with someone who loves me.'
It was a giddy feeling inside her. She was so sick of rape and pain.
Saphron's definitely learning from Mama. Salem... may have some thoughts on things.
Some dark and scary thoughts.
Knowledge Wars Special Report!
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Alexandrite's hearty laugh and the woman's pat to Pim's back, as the new beanie looked a little different from the bland black-and-grey one that Alexandrite was wearing, a grin on Alexandrite's face.
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