Warning: The following work of fiction contains maximum lewdness, explicit descriptions, and exposure to RWBY smut. Enter at your own risk.
Author's note: So yeah. This is about to be a thing. I read a comment where somebody asked about them banging and I figured, "why not?" This chapter was also typed with an iPad, so please excuse the iffy format and occasional grammar misstep. This baby-sized
keyboard is going to give me carpal tunnel syndrome.
Update: I fixed some small errors that were bothering me. There's more that I'll probably fix up here and there.
Jaune slipped into a part of Salem's castle where nobody else would be. It was here where he could finally take a breath and think about how things were going.
"Excuse me," said a hulking voice from behind.
"What is it?"Jaune groaned. "Can't you see I'm miserable enough?"
Jaune turned around some more and found Hazel looking right at him. The man was a lot more intimidating when he stood directly behind you. His broad shoulders looked like they could hold up entire pillars.
"Salem would like a word with you," he said calmly.
Jaune sighed loudly. "What did I do now?"
"Nothing that I know of,"said Hazel. "Just come."
Jaune wanted to object and probably would have if Hazel wasn't the size of a small car.
"Sure," he said glumly.
Hazel escorted Jaune all the way to Salem's room. A place that usually meant nothing good for Jaune.
"Look," said Jaune once they reached the door to Salem's room. "Can't you just tell me what she wants from me?I know she had some kind of mission or whatever for you to solve, so just tell me what it is now."
"She just said for me to bring you,"said Hazel. He opened the door and looked down at Jaune.
Jaune looked up at Hazel, expectedly, as if he was waiting for him to say something else. Hazel didn't do anything.
Jaune walked right in, very slowly. He wasn't sure what he was going to find inside. To make matters worse, Hazel loudly slammed the door behind him. Jaune was now left alone with Salem.
"Come in," said Salem. Her voice sounded different, almost sultry.
Jaune walked over to the center of the room. Her throne had been replaced with a bed that had large sheets covering all four sides.
"Uhhh…..what is this?"asked Jaune.
"Your surprise," said Salem.
Jaune stared at the bed, waiting for a Grimm to show up.
"Pull the sheets away," said Salem.
Jaune quickly nodded and did as he was told. What he found behind the sheets really was a big surprise. Salem was lying on the bed with her hair down and eyes looking pleadingly up at him. There was something about her gray hair and sickly pale skin that aroused Jaune. Perhaps it was because he could see that there was an attractive woman behind the menacing appearance.
"You've pleased me today with the capture of the factory," said Salem. "I'd like to reward you in the way I know best."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh please," Salem snickered. "How else do you think I turned men like Lionheart and Watts to me? Tenacity? Fear? Of course not. I gave them the one thing Ozpin couldn't."
Jaune stared at Salem's body as she posed seductively. She had a surprisingly curvy figure underneath her black dress. "You gave them power?"He asked naively.
"Of course not," said Salem. "I gave them the satisfaction that only a woman can give. I'm about to do the same with you."
"What?" Jaune asked. Salem reached out and yanked Jaune by his shirt collar, dragging him onto the bed with her.
"I'm about to give you the satisfaction of a night with me."
Salem shoved Jaune's head towards hers and gave him a long, sensual kiss. Her mouth was deathly cold and her breath felt like mist seeping into his mouth. Jaune carefully raised his hand and cupped it around Salem's face. Her veins were kind of soft and felt kind of good against Jaune's fingertips.
Jaune couldn't resist the urge he felt and grew deeper into the kiss, allowing himself to fall prey to Salem's temptations.
Without another word, Salem revealed more of herself. Jaune couldn't
Help but gawk at her shiny skin and curves. His hand moved further down Salem's body as if it were all through instinct. He felt a piece of flesh that felt different from the rest of Salem. His fingers moved around the flesh in a motion that seemed to please Salem, judging by the way her breathing picked up.
"Are you enjoying this?"asked Jaune.
Salem responded with a light sigh.
Jaune continued to let his fingers pleasure Salem. Every sigh she gave off made his head swell with joy. To think that someone like him would be doing such a thing with someone like Salem. It was completely unheard of, and it would stay that way if he had anything to say about it.
It wasn't long before Jaune found his body rubbing against Salem's. Now the two of them were really connected. His body felt every movement she made and the same would happen for her. Salem really could give him unspeakable pleasure. She knew how to move in just the right way and always had a surprise prepared for him. The night could have gone on forever and Jaune wouldn't have cared. Forget the moon. Having it shattered would mean that he could finally spend this much time with Salem whenever he wanted. He had would fulfill her duties. Less moon meant more bedtime.
"Salem," Jaune groaned as he felt a stirring sensation in his body. "I'm about to-"
"No need to tell me,"said Salem. "There's a reason I'm regarded as a mother to all."
Jaune closed his eyes and let the-
"What on earth is this tripe?" Watts asked, holding up six sheets of paper.
Jaune gasped and grabbed them from him. "Th-th-that's just my RWBY fanfiction!" he shrieked.
"It read more like cheap smut," said Watts. "I had no idea you felt that way about Salem."
"Sometimes I just need to get my rocks off every once in a while!"said Jaune. "You would know about that, being a doctor and all."
"I'm not sure writing….whatever that was….is the best way to go about doing that."
"Just shut up and let me fantasize!" Jaune shouted as he ran away.
"Poor boy," said Watts after Jaune had left. "He probably sleeps with a body pillow too."
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