Morning had come.
Soon Jaune would as well.
Summer laid flat on her back in bed, her legs spread open wide to accommodate the muscular bulk of the young man who topped her. Pinned underneath his far superior weight, all the woman could do was accept the hard motions of his hips as Jaune pumped his cock into her.
Her arms clung around his back, nails digging into skin as she felt every inch of Jaune slide in and out of her. Her feet pointed toward the ceiling, toes curling, and legs rocking with every thrust into her. It took all she had not to scream out his name in her throes of passion as Jaune slammed down on her over and over again.
Instead Summer had resorted to once more biting down on the blond's shoulder, it being the only option she had outside of gagging herself with her own balled up panties. No, this was the far better option. Dare she say, the far sexier option as well. Jaune would have bite marks all over his body should he keep up his current pace, with this being their third time making love in less than twelve hours. A good night's sleep had recharged both their batteries, and both parties were ready to go as soon as they'd woken up.
For Jaune, his morning hardness was a telltale sign. All Summer had needed was one poke in the rear end to feel its presence, and one second to decide that she wanted to feel him inside her again. Jaune of course was more than eager to please.
And pleasing her he was.
With teeth clamping down on his shoulder, Summer could only cry her stifled sounds into him as not to wake her daughters up. "Aune!" she moaned as Jaune kept humping her. The words she was trying to say were lost in his flesh. "Yss! Orr!"
His labored breathing above her filled Summer's ears, only adding to the cacophony of lust and passion. Her own snorting breaths shot out right above where she was biting down. Jaune was undoubtedly feeling the effects he was having on her as well through those breaths.
If he could be bothered to ignore the overwhelming tightness of her pussy, that was.
"Oh gods, Summer," he breathed huskily, the words brushing against her ear as he continued to slam down into her. "Keep doing that please…"
His head came down to her neck, and Jaune's lips latched onto her own flesh, giving the area right above her collarbone a harsh suck. Typical of an eighteen year old to want to give her a hickey. Then again could she really complain when she was tagging his shoulders with her own marks? She'd have to ensure her cloak covered up the spot later on today when she was up and about in the house.
"Hhnn!" she moaned again, wanting nothing more than to please the young man atop her. It was a cyclical relationship. The more she turned him on, the more he would do the same for her. As long as he kept eliciting the noises from her, the harder and faster he would go.
At this rate they'd both cum in no time.
"Mm! Aune! Ngggh!" she continued, each sound which would have otherwise been a loud cry of pleasure trapped inside her lips as they continued to clench Jaune's shoulder.
"Ah… oh Summer you feel so good…" Again his breath tickled against her ear. "I love making you make those noises…"
She loved making them. Or rather, she loved what caused her to make them.
What Jaune lacked in technique he made up for with youthful vigor and enthusiasm. The way he mercilessly pounded her pussy made her feel like she was in her twenties again. Back when she had sex for nothing more than fun and the pleasure of it. Like she was getting railed by Tai again. Out of the corner of her eye, seeing his wild blond hair, it was easy to go back in time to imagine it was her late husband fucking her.
But that wouldn't be fair to Tai. It wouldn't be fair to Jaune. She cast such thoughts and comparisons from her mind, and remembered who was fucking her. It was Jaune. Eighteen year old Jaune. Ruby and Yang's friend. A boy half her age was between her legs and hammering her down into her bed like there was no tomorrow. He was giving her his all. He deserved the same from her.
While she didn't love him in a romantic sense, and she knew he didn't feel the same about her, she loved being with him. A boy who didn't see the stretch marks from her pregnancy. Or the ass and tits that time had taken its natural toll on. All Jaune saw underneath him was a beautiful woman. He wanted her. Every bit of her body. Every scream and moan from her lips. Every bit of her nails clawing his back and teeth chomping down on his shoulder. He wanted the blissful sensation of feeling her pussy squeeze down on his cock as he fucked her.
"Summer… I'm cumming…"
Summer had forgotten the thrill of taking a man's seed inside her after so many years of inactivity. Even while on birth control, there was always a risk of getting pregnant when a man unloaded inside. However after her hysterectomy there was no longer any risk. And being his first, Summer knew that Jaune had no sort of diseases that he could transmit to her through unprotected sex.
As such, she loved the feeling of accepting Jaune's warm cum inside her. She loved being filled to the brim and watching it leak out afterward. She loved milking him dry. Taking everything the youthful man had to offer and leaving him a panting, exhausted wreck on her bed. To know that an older woman like herself had such power over a young man entering the prime of his life, at the height of his sexual prowess, was intoxicating. She was beautiful. She loved knowing that Jaune found her beautiful as much as Jaune loved having sex with her.
Yes, she was a cougar. She had finally come to accept that. But not for just any man. Only for Jaune. Only for the young man she had grown to care for. The young man who cared for her, and more importantly, her daughters.
"Ahh!" Jaune grunted, and Summer felt his first shot spill inside her. He kept on pumping, and each second sent another spurt from his cock into her cervix. "Ah!" Two. "Summer!" Three. "Fuck…" Four. Five.
Jaune's movements grew weaker, and soon enough the last of his seed was expelled. He remained on top and inside of her, and Summer released her hold on his shoulder. Wet with her saliva and red from her teeth, a large mark marred his shoulder just as it had last night. She'd switched sides, just in case the one she'd marked last night was still sore.
His head came up, and those loving blue eyes peered down into hers. He was exhausted, still new and untrained in regard to pacing himself and maintaining his stamina. That would change in time. Experience would teach him to be an excellent lover. Though he hadn't this time, Jaune had given her an orgasm last night during their first time. Perhaps some of that had been aided by her fingers prior to their sex, but he'd still done the job. She could only imagine how he would be given more time and practice.
Without saying a word Jaune's head tilted and closed the distance with hers. Their lips met, and Jaune's parted as he kissed her. Summer accepted the gesture, opening her own as their tongues met and swirled. She laid underneath the teenager, making out with him like a woman half her age would at Beacon Academy's annual dance. Where once she might have thought she was too old for such immature displays of affection, Jaune had a way of making her feel young again. She basked in the feeling as she was pinned down underneath his weight, and took everything he gave her willingly.
When he came back up he continued to stare down on her with the same care and affection he always did. "That was amazing, Summer."
She smiled back up at him, noting how he was still hard inside her. "It was," she agreed. What was amazing was how she knew he'd be able to go again in a matter of seconds. The wonders of youth.
However, this possibility was dashed when he pushed up from her, sliding out of her soaked pussy to reveal a long, hard cock slick with both her juices and his cum.
He shifted to the side, lying next to her. "What do you wanna do now?"
Checking the time, it was only around nine thirty in the morning. Yang would probably be up soon. She should get breakfast started. But first…
"I'm going to go grab a shower," she said, knowing that she was sweaty, dirty, and reeked of sex. Three times with Jaune since the prior evening would do that to a woman.
There was also the matter of washing Jaune's cum out of her pussy.
Summer stood up, clenching her legs close together as not to let any of his seed spill out onto the floor. A glance back at Jaune saw the boy staring at her. Admiring her. She knew which parts he was focusing on too.
"You never get tired of looking, do you," she smiled coyly.
Jaune shook his head. "Nope."
The boy stood up as well, his hardness beginning to wane, but still present enough to stick out straight from his crotch. Silver eyes were drawn down to it.
"Seems like you don't either," he said amusedly.
Called out on her own leering, Summer's gaze came back up to his face where she saw Jaune smiling. It was contagious, and Summer's own lips curled into one. "I guess this whole arrangement is mutually beneficial then, isn't it?"
"Yup. No complaints here."
Oh believe me, I know. Summer slipped on her robe before moving to the door. "I'll be in the shower. I won't be long, and then I'll get breakfast started."
To her surprise, rather than putting his clothes back on, Jaune grabbed the robe she'd purchased for him to wear while she did his laundry. He slipped it on and walked toward the door himself. "Mind if I join you? We'll save time and water."
Summer's heart skipped a beat. She recalled her dream. The one where she'd been taking a shower and Jaune came into the bathroom to have his way with her. The dream she'd woken up from before getting to any of the good parts…
"You mean you want to take a shower together?"
Jaune shrugged embarrassedly. "It was just an idea. Don't have to if you don't want to."
She did. She so did. Sharing a shower was something she'd never tried before, but if her dream was any indicator, was something she wanted to experience.
The poor boy was sweaty and dirty too. How could she deny him a shower?
"Something tells me you're not interested in saving water," she smirked, reaching for the doorknob.
Called out on his excuse, Jaune could only smile as his gaze dropped to the floor. "Maybe," he agreed softly.
Summer held her attention on Jaune until he looked back up to meet her stare. Her smile grew when he did. "Okay, but we have to be quick," she said before opening up the door. Her head peeked outside to make sure Yang's door was still closed. Luckily it was. She waved him to follow. "Let's go."
Tiptoeing out of the room as fast as her legs would take her, Summer again felt like a teenager who had to sneak around her parents house with the boy she brought home. Sneaking into the bathroom with him to take a sensual shower together. Gods, she really was a dirty girl, wasn't she? A giggling mess of a woman pushing forty, acting like a teenager all over again. Jaune really did bring out a side of her that had been long forgotten. She would be sad when it inevitably had to end.
The two reached the bathroom without incident, and Summer quickly shut and locked the door behind them. Her heart was thumping in her ribcage. They'd made it unscathed. Now came the fun part. Now came letting the water caress their naked bodies while their hands did the same. She turned on the water, letting it warm up for a few seconds while she stripped from her robe. Jaune did the same.
Stepping in together, Summer let the showerhead turn on, bathing them both in hot water. It cascaded down her body, with beads of water resting on her shoulders and breasts while the rest dripped down. It took no time at all to feel the presence of the young man behind her, who stood close by as he let his arms wrap around her torso.
As she felt his hands come up to both cup her breasts and give them a gentle squeeze.
Here in the shower with the water running, she could afford to be louder than in her bedroom. "Oh, Jaune…" she moaned, feeling his large, calloused hands kneading her breasts like a baker would dough. Her head leaned back against his chest as a harsh breath was forced from her throat.
He squeezed and played with her tits while leaning in close to her ear. "Do you like that, Summer?" Thumbs and forefingers zoned in on her hard nipples, giving them each a firm pinch.
She felt a familiar hardness poking against her rear end as Jaune continued to grope her. Her breathing hitched, and a shuddering breath slipped through her lips as she replied. "Yes…" she hissed. "Gods yes…"
His head came down close to hers, and Jaune's lips found her neck where he softly kissed her. Summer hummed with contentment, tilting her head to the side to allow Jaune easier access to the soft skin of her neck. Rightfully seeing this as an invitation, Jaune increased the pressure and his lips once more clamped down on her neck where he began to suck on her warm, wet flesh. Another mark which would need to be covered by her cloak.
As Jaune assailed her body, Summer grabbed the nearby loofah and body wash, squirting a generous amount of the vanilla-honey blend on. She'd be washing for two now, after all. She began to lather up her body, touching Jaune's arms as well as a different kind of warm white substance covered her naked skin.
Even as Jaune continued to run his hands along her soapy breasts and stomach, Summer felt him poking into her again. Deliberately so this time, pressing up against the wet folds between her legs. Sensually rubbing himself against her. Sending her an unspoken message which she read loud and clear.
"Oh my. You're ready to go again?" Despite the question, Summer wasn't surprised.
"With a body like yours I could go ten times a day," he growled into her ear.
Summer shivered, her stomach filled with butterflies from his hungry words. She was just as greedy as Jaune in a regard. As much as she knew he loved touching her body, she loved being touched by him. She loved hearing him compliment her beauty. She loved him making her feel wanted. Desired. She loved him making her feel like a woman.
She felt his cock rubbing against her warm, wet slit, Jaune's movements agonizingly slow as his hardness pressed underneath her. Knocking on the door and wanting to be let in.
"Are you in the mood to do it again?" he asked. It was an almost cruel question, one posed after he'd already started to turn her on again.
His cock was still rubbing up against the folds of her pussy. Summer's mind was a mushy mess of hormones and desire right now. If they had been sitting at the kitchen table she probably would have told him to wait until tonight. However, with his hands on her body and his dick pressing against her womanhood…
Summer hadn't climaxed this morning. If Jaune was offering her another chance to get off who was she to deny him, or herself the pleasure?
Tilting her head back, she caught his gaze with the corner of a single silver eye. "Shower sex?" she smirked. "That's pretty advanced for only your second day."
"Four times in two days isn't too bad. I guess I'm a fast learner."
Not bad at all, she agreed. The woman licked her lips, anticipating another round with the young man. "Okay, you win," she agreed. And so do I.
Summer hung the loofah back up, knowing that she'd have to get clean all over again after another go with Jaune. She reached out with her arms, planting the palms of her hands on the nearby wall in front of her, and bent forward to present her ass to Jaune.
He was quick to act, and the feeling of his hands gripping her hips sent chills down her spine. Or maybe it was just the water hitting her back. Whatever it was, Summer was ready, willing, and waiting for Jaune to push into her and plow her doggystyle in the shower. The running water would mask her screams. She would finally be able to let loose and let Jaune hear just how much she loved having his cock inside her.
His foot pushed her own feet apart as wide as they'd go in the small space, spreading her legs wide enough for him to get a good angle at her cunt. With one hand still on her waist, he used the other to guide his cock to her and slowly shoved it inside once more.
"Ah," Summer gasped. The feeling still hadn't gotten old. Even after four times in less than a full day. The boy's a machine, her mind thought as he slid his hard length all the way inside her. If he stays much longer I'm going to break in half…
Another ragged gasp escaped her mouth as Jaune finished burying himself up to the base of his cock. Summer stood bent over, eyes closed and sucking in oxygen as water continued to pour on her and her lover. Jaune's other hand came back up to her, and both held onto her hips tightly as he pulled back out of her before slamming in once more.
"Oh!" she cried, finally unrestricted in what she could do and say. "Jaune…"
He started slowly, but after a few seconds found a constant rhythm for the new position they were trying. His first time bending a woman over and fucking her. Wet slapping noises filled Summer's ears as he set the pace. "Is that good, Summer?"
Her mouth was agape, eyes still squeezed shut as Jaune plowed her from behind. "Yes!" she cried. "Ah! Fuck!"
Jaune's piston-like thrusts were loud thanks to their bodies being wet, and even through the noise of the shower Summer could hear every slap of his hips meeting her ass. She could feel each of his fingers digging down into her skin, holding her tightly in place while he fucked her.
She heard him breathing and gasping from behind her, feeling every bit of pleasure she was as he pounded away at her wet cunt. "Oh, Summer…"
Hearing her name being moaned like that drove her insane, and Summer knew she'd cum this time. She'd already been prepared from the sex in the bedroom only minutes before. It wouldn't take much this time to get her off.
Panting breaths and squealing moans were driven from her mouth with every thrust from the young man, who stood unseen, but towering behind her as he pumped into her again and again. Summer could picture it clearly in her mind as her eyes remained squeezed shut. A tall and powerful man having his way with her, giving her everything she craved.
It was only the sharp sting of pain on her flesh, and the loud noise that accompanied it that forced her eyes open. "Oh!" she cried. "Jaune!"
Jaune… Jaune had just smacked her ass! Silver eyes were wide in shock, but before she even had time to contemplate it, his palm struck her ass again, the sound echoing in the small room. Her scream echoed as well.
"Too much?" he asked, his movements against her grinding to a halt.
It hurt a little bit, but it hurt oh so good. Summer had forgotten just how much of a dirty girl she'd been, but as she was getting turned on by Jaune smacking her large, wet ass, quickly remembered.
"More!" she whined, uncaring of how loud her demand was. Or how desperate it must have sounded to the young man behind her.
He changed it up this time, bring his left hand down on her left ass cheek, but earning similar results. Summer cried out again as Jaune spanked her and returned to pumping his cock into her pussy. It was too much. After being prepared earlier in the morning, this assault both inside her and out was pushing her over the edge.
"Ah! Jaune! I… fuck!"
Her climax came easily this time, and her legs squirmed and nearly buckled as her pussy clenched down on the cock that was assailing it. Only Jaune's firm grip on her waist kept her from slipping and falling to the shower floor, and he was merciless as he continued to pound away at her with reckless abandon.
Perhaps he knew that she was orgasming, and Jaune's pace increased in reaction to it. Summer's mouth was agape as breaths and sounds poured out uncontrollably, all lost to her ears as the sound of falling water and wet slaps from behind her stole her attention. Pleasure took over her body's senses, and it was only the familiar feeling of being filled up by Jaune's seed which brought her back to reality.
Jaune's grunting breaths of satisfaction filled her ears now, and she realized that yet again, she'd made the boy cum. His slowed movements allowed Summer to catch her breath again, and she finally opened her eyes once he'd stopped his thrusting.
Summer's head was swimming, and it was still only Jaune's hands on her that stopped the woman from collapsing to the shower floor in a mess of exhausted lust. As Jaune slipped out of her he guided her body back into a standing position. His arms remained wrapped around her stomach and hugged her close to him.
His lips found her neck once more, giving a soft, chaste peck of affection rather than a hungry bite.
"Summer…" he breathed into her skin, still panting hot breaths that made her whole body burn with desire.
Her hands came up to cover his own even as they held her stomach. She still had to catch her breath. She still had to regain her senses. A few minutes of basking in Jaune's embrace would help with that.
"Mmm, Jaune…" she responded in kind.
She felt full. Satisfied. Adventurous. Naughty. There were too many emotions to count.
They stood there for a few minutes, simply enjoying each other's presence as the water washed over them. Summer was able to collect herself and find the strength to stand on her own again. With her senses intact once more, and Jaune drained of his stamina for the time being, she grabbed the already sudsy loofah once more, this time intent on actually cleaning her body.
"We should probably finish up," she said, turning to face the boy so that he could make use of the body wash as well.
For the first time since stepping into the shower, Summer gazed into the eyes of the man who'd just fucked her. That familiar warm smile beamed down on her.
"Yeah. Sounds good."
Summer dragged the loofah along his chest, admiring it was a trail of white was left in its wake along his toned muscles. Despite coming off a fresh and satisfying orgasm, she couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight of the fit young man in front of her.
If he stays much longer I won't be able to walk properly… she thought, the idea of such a thing both frightening and tantalizing. I'll spend all my free time having sex with him, and I'd do it willingly…
As if reading her mind, Jaune's hands moved up from her stomach to her sides until they reached her breasts. Large hands, calloused digits, rubbed firmly over them, using the body wash which had dripped on her own body to cleanse her chest. She gasped pleasurably under his touch, somehow finding even the idea of him simply washing her sensual. She wanted him to clean every inch of her dirty, cougar body.
At this rate they'd be in the shower for hours just playing with each other and fucking…
She had to put her foot down.
"Jaune…" Summer breathed, her chest still being kneaded by his big, strong hands. Another shaky exhale and she found her forehead leaning against his chest, where she closed her eyes trying to find the will to do what needed to be done. Until his hands migrated from her chest to her ass, where they grabbed hold of her ample cheeks. "We have to… we have to…"
"Have to what?" his somehow gravelly voice growled down over her head.
Her breathing picked up again as he played with her ass. She felt something press into her leg. He was hard again! How! How was it even possible! What were they feeding teenagers these days to make them so virile!
Or was that how she had been too, once upon a time? Was Tai filled with such energy and lust back in his prime? It was hard to know how he had been at Beacon. Back before she had gotten together with him. A treacherous thought wondered if Raven would know the answer. If they'd fucked like rabbits back in the time they'd all shared a room together.
For now though she cast such thoughts from her mind as Jaune's hands squeezed her cheeks and his cock poked at her front. She was a little bit sore down between her legs, but somehow her passion and lust overruled the logical part of her brain. She'd take a little bit of pain that came with the pleasure of feeling Jaune inside her again.
"Screw it," she breathed, her head coming up from Jaune's chest and finding his lips. "We're not clean yet…"
Jaune sullied her body with his seed one more time under the downpour of warm water.
Two times the previous evening. After a good night's sleep, once in the bed and twice in the shower.
Back when Jaune had first started masturbating he found that he could do it four, five, even six times a day if spaced out enough. He never tried pushing himself to achieve any sort of record, but he was almost certain that he could meet or even exceed the number of times he'd pleasured himself when he had inspiration like Summer Rose.
Toweling himself off after stepping out of the shower clean and refreshed, it took all Jaune's willpower not to touch the naked woman who stood only inches in front of him. It took all his strength and resolve not to reach out and cup her wonderful tits from behind. Or give her wonderfully big ass a quick smack to watch it jiggle afterward. Doing so would only arouse him again. It would undo all the showering they'd finally manage to accomplish.
It'd probably last all morning if they didn't put a stop to it now.
Summer wrapped the large body-sized towel around herself, tying it up to securely cover herself. She took a deep breath before tilting her head to eye Jaune. "I'm going to peek outside and make sure the coast is clear."
Jaune nodded. The last thing they needed was for Yang, or even Ruby to catch both of them exiting the bathroom together fresh out of the shower. There would be no way to misunderstand what had just happened. Jaune would rather not have either of his friends know that he'd just spent the past twelve hours fucking their mother over and over again. It was a secret that he knew he had to keep from everyone, no matter how proud of it he was. He respected and cared for Summer far too much to ever humiliate her for his own ego's sake.
Summer cracked the door open and peeked her head outside. She lingered for a moment before opening the door completely, stepping out clad in only a towel. She pulled Jaune by the hand after her, and just when he was about to pass through the doorway…
"Mom?" a soft, tired voice sounded from outside.
Summer put on the brakes immediately, and her hand released its hold on Jaune's own only to slam against his chest, stopping him in his tracks.
"Ruby!" she practically shouted, rushing down the hall to where he could hear the woman pull her daughter into a tight embrace.
Jaune stood in the bathroom, naked as the day he was born, his heart pounding in his chest. In her rush Summer hadn't even managed to close the door. All it would take was one curious silver-eyed girl, and he, they, would be found out.
"Ruby, sweetie!" Summer cried, her words sounding muffled now. "Oh honey, I'm so happy you're up. I was so worried about you…"
He waited for long seconds, expecting the worst to come. It never did, however. As Jaune stood naked in the bathroom, he heard Summer, perhaps intentionally, guide Ruby back to her room.
"You need to lie down, sweetie," he heard her saw. "Come on, let's get you back to your room this instant. I need to make sure you're okay."
Seconds ticked away, feeling like minutes as Jaune waited for some sign that the way was clear. The telltale sound of a door shutting filled his ears, and Jaune knew this was his one and perhaps only chance.
Sticking his head out of the bathroom, he saw an empty hallway, and made a mad dash back for Summer's room. Long legs carried him swiftly, and in seconds he was back inside, where he closed the door with the utmost care as not to alert anyone to his presence. Finding his clothes still strewn on the floor, cast aside haphazardly in the throes of passion, Jaune slipped them back on as quickly as he possibly could.
Running hands through still damp hair in an attempt to look presentable, Jaune creaked the door to Summer's bedroom open and peeked through. Again, no sign of anyone. Summer and Ruby were in the latter's room talking, and Yang's bedroom door was still closed. Sensing more opportunity, Jaune slipped out of Summer's room and headed downstairs to what had once been his bed. Until Summer had taken him to hers.
Seated on the couch, Jaune was finally able to consider the bigger picture. Ruby was awake. Alive. Healthy. Well. He smiled, breathing an emotional sigh of relief at the news of that. At least… at least she hadn't become another casualty of the attack on Beacon. He'd lost one friend. His partner. A girl who in her last moments had kissed him. The pain was still there, buried underneath the lust and passion he'd shared with Summer. But it was still there. Waiting to be addressed. Waiting to be resolved.
But not today. No, today was about Ruby. Her recovery. Her feelings. Her life.
Minutes ticked by until Jaune decided that it would be appropriate to make an appearance. He cared for Ruby's wellbeing and wanted to let her know he was here. That he had stayed for her. With Weiss and Blake gone, she needed as much support as she could get. A loving mother and sister would be enough. But it never hurt to have a friend around as well.
Jaune went back up the stairs, heading down to the end of the hallway to stand before the door on this left. His hand came up, and knuckles tapped gently on the wood.
"Come in," he heard a voice from inside say. Deeper than Ruby's. Summer's.
Pushing the door open, he saw Ruby and Summer sitting on her bed side by side. The older Rose smiled softly at him. The younger's eyes widened. "Jaune?"
He rushed in, coming before her to kneel down and wrap her in a tight embrace. She returned it, her head finding his shoulder and burying her face into it.
"I was so worried, Ruby," he cried, tears forming and dripping down his cheeks. "I'm so happy you're okay."
She clung to him, her fingers digging into his back. "I'm glad you're okay too," he heard her sniff. "What are you doing here?"
After a few seconds he came up, liquid blue eyes staring into wet silver platters. Both teens smiled through their tears.
"I… I wanted to make sure you were okay," he admitted. "You and Yang."
"But…" Ruby looked toward her mom for confirmation. "Mom said I was asleep for days. Were you here that whole time waiting for me?"
"Yeah. You're worth days, Ruby. A whole week even. But anything more than that would be pushing it."
She snorted a laugh at his joke. "I see," she grinned.
Until her face dropped, and her gaze fell away from his. The mood in the room changed in an instant.
"Mom told me what happened…" she whispered, a sharp crack in her voice as she began to lose control completely. "Jaune… I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…"
He nodded, feeling fresh tears emerging. "Yeah. Thanks, Ruby."
"I couldn't… I didn't get there in time…" she sniffed, her own eyes welling with tears once more.
"No, honey, it wasn't your fault," Summer said softly, an arm coming to wrap around Ruby's back. "None of it was your fault."
Jaune took a seat on the other side of his friend, and like Summer, wrapped an arm around Ruby. Had he been a couple decades older, it would have been the picture of a loving and supportive family, with both Ruby's parents attempting to comfort their daughter.
"It's not," he agreed. "We didn't do it. We're not the monsters who attacked Beacon…"
Ruby sniffled, but nodded. Her head leaned against her mother, and her eyes closed as both Summer and Jaune comforted her in their loving embraces.
After long minutes of sitting in silence, Ruby's head came back up. "Is Yang up?" she asked.
"I don't know," Summer answered. "If you'd like you can go see. I need to get dressed too."
Ruby nodded, and she broke free of the arms of those who cared for her to stand. She moved to the door, turning back to regard her mother and her friend. "I'll be right back."
Exiting the room, Jaune found himself alone with Summer. All thoughts of passion had been driven from his mind long ago. Emotion lingered, but a different kind. Sorrow over what was lost. Relief over what was remained. Traces of hope. Anger. Retribution. Fear. No one knew what tomorrow would bring. Now that Ruby was back, they could all look toward the future, and the repercussions that the attack on Beacon would bring to the world.
After a few moments of silence it was Summer who spoke first. "It would appear that your reason for staying here is over now," she said softly.
Jaune nodded. "Yeah. I'm glad."
Summer's head came up to eye him curiously. "Yes. You are, aren't you? What you told me last night. That… you would rather have Ruby wake up healthy and happy than have an excuse to share my bed again."
He nodded once more. "Yeah."
"Some women might take that the wrong way," she chided playfully.
Jaune shook his head. "I love what we've been doing, but Ruby's more important. If her being up means we can't… do it anymore, then that's fine with me."
A serene smile, one that Jaune had grown so fond of, played on her lips. "Jaune," she spoke quietly. Sweetly. "While I… I truly enjoy our private time together, I'm on the wrong side of thirty. I'm nearly forty years old."
"You're still beautiful though," he insisted just as quietly as she'd spoken.
Her smile deepened, and Jaune saw how a blush the same color of her namesake crept over her features. "While I'll never get tired of hearing that, you're only eighteen. You have your whole life ahead of you. That life shouldn't be me."
The words, sounding as close as he'd ever heard to a breakup, hurt. Deep down, however, he knew it was true. She may have been his first sexual experience, but with any luck she wouldn't be his only one.
"Right. I knew it wouldn't last forever." He chuckled at a stray thought that came to mind. "I couldn't live in your house forever sneaking around behind Ruby and Yang's backs."
"No, you couldn't," she agreed. "That wouldn't have been fair to you. Keeping you for myself would be selfish, even if it was what you wanted."
"I understand. But… I'll always cherish what we had. What we did." He stared into her warm silver eyes, so filled with love for everyone she cared about. He was counted among those people now. "I'll never forget you."
"Neither will I. But you shouldn't cling to that memory forever. What you need is to find a nice girl your own age. One you can build a life with. One who can… keep up with that healthy appetite of yours."
It was Jaune's turn to blush. He'd given her quite the workout this morning. He'd drawn cries and screams from her lips. He'd have gone at it with her all day if circumstances had allowed it. He wondered just how exhausted the woman was compared to him.
Jaune nodded, knowing her words to be true. "Yeah. I know. But until then… forgive me if this is too much, Summer…"
He leaned in and took her lips with his, kissing the woman for one final time. Thankfully she didn't pull away. She didn't protest. Rather, he felt a hand come up to rest on his cheek as she tenderly returned the gesture with her lips.
After a few seconds they pulled apart, staring lovingly into one another's eyes. The kind of love they felt for each other was varied and real, but it wasn't one that could last the test of time.
"Thank you for being there for me when I needed it the most," he whispered. "Thank you for the comfort and care. For being a shoulder to cry on. For helping me through the loss…"
He felt fresh tears welling in his eyes. Through Summer's warm smile he saw the same in her own. "Oh, sweetie…" she whispered.
He nodded wordlessly, wiping away the tears with the sleeve of his shirt.
A hand came to rest on his own, and he looked up to Summer's face once more. "Thank you for being there for me too," she said. "For giving me things that I've been missing in my life for some time now. Companionship. Feeling desirable once more. And most importantly… for being there for my daughters. Your love for Ruby and Yang was always your most attractive feature, Jaune."
The kind words put a smile on Jaune's face, and he nodded again in appreciation of Summer's praise for him. They were going to be okay. Summer, Ruby, and Yang.
Now he had to focus on himself. Now he had to deal with his own pain. Thankfully, he knew he wouldn't be alone in that. He had friends, and even a sweet, caring, motherly figure in Summer to help him in these trying times.
Summer stood from the bed, still wrapped in her towel, and made her way to the doorway. "I need to get dressed," she said, stopping and looking back at the boy on Ruby's bed. "Then how about I get breakfast started and we all eat together? As one big family."
Jaune stood as well. He liked the sound of that. He liked it a lot. "That sounds great."
She smiled again before leaving and turning to her own room.
Jaune headed back downstairs to the couch, awaiting the arrival of his second family.
Weeks passed, and winter had come. Snow covered the ground. Cold air whipped by, blowing Summer's white hooded cloak as she stood on the pathway just in front of her cabin's door.
A letter from her youngest daughter was clutched in her fingers.
Inside Yang still lay in bed. She was doing better, but she wasn't quite there yet. Depression was a tough thing to get over, and Summer knew that all too well. She would be there for her baby girl every step of the way. She would do whatever it took to help Yang in her darkest hour.
Maybe the message she'd received earlier from Atlas would help perk her up. General Ironwood had something special in the works for the girl he praised as a hero. An exemplar of what a huntress should be. Summer couldn't be prouder of her daughter. A true hero.
And yet… she couldn't help but feel worried for her other precious girl. One, who much like her, was perhaps too headstrong and driven for her own good.
Ruby's letter told her that she had gone off in search of answers. In search of truth. And most of all, in search of justice. She, along with Jaune and his two teammates from Beacon, were off to travel to Haven Academy. It would be a long road. An arduous one. And yet despite her worry, despite her desire to run after her daughter and drag her back to Patch…
She knew Ruby was in good hands.
The thought warmed her heart even as the cool air blew around her. As she stared off into the distance wondering how far they'd made it. Could she hop in Zippy and beat them to Patch's harbor? Could she drag them back to her cabin if she tried? Or should she let them pursue their own path?
At the very least her daughter had a new and powerful weapon at her disposal. Following Ruby's recovery, Summer explained what had occurred at Beacon. How her daughter had managed to freeze a massive Wyvern in place atop Beacon's tower.
She'd trained Ruby to use her silver eyes. With the scattered Grimm roaming about Patch, she'd managed to get practical experience with them as well.
Thoughts of Ruby turned to ones of Jaune. He would be there for her sweet girl. She knew how much he cared for her. Deep down in her heart, she wondered what kinds of adventures the two would share on the road together. She wondered if they would bring the two best friends even closer together.
Life as huntsmen and huntresses had a funny way of doing that.
A soft smile grew on her lips as she stared out into the forest before her. She spoke in a quiet voice, wondering if the wind would carry it to his lips. "Whenever you feel cold and alone on the road to Haven, remember the warmth we shared together. Use it to drive you forward to a better future. To a better me."
She closed her eyes, recalling the times after Ruby woke up that she and Jaune had talked. The way they'd played. Smiled. Two friends being there for one another. As it turned out, two friends who had been with each other since the very beginning of their shared journey.
"Take care of my girl out there, Jaune," she whispered to the wind. "And let her take care of you."
It wasn't likely to be Yang. While her eldest daughter wasn't forthcoming, Summer had a motherly intuition about something Yang was going through. She was interested in someone. Someone who for whatever reason was just out of reach of her daughter's fingertips. It wasn't Jaune. Of that she was certain.
In her mind was engraved the sight of a redheaded girl with silver eyes and a blond boy with blue eyes. Familiar faces. Younger ones. Herself and her late husband Taiyang.
The faces shifted and melted away, revealing those of Ruby and Jaune. She wondered if they would end up together. She wondered what the two might share together on the lonely road to Mistral.
"Have the happy ending that I didn't," she said, a pair of tears forming as she saw the two teens in her mind's eye. She shook her head, stopping the tears in their tracks and forcing a smile onto her lips. "Though… my life is far from over, and you've shown me that there's still a place out there for a single mother like me. Perhaps there is a happy ending waiting for me that I need only find. You've given me the courage to find it, Jaune. I hope that you find the courage in yourself to find someone who will make you happy as well."
She turned, opening the front door and stepping back inside to the warmth of her cabin. Zwei's head rose from his dog bed, alerted by the return of his master.
"I hope it's Ruby."
Author's Note: Lowkey Lancaster at the end? Who knows. It's Summer's hope, at the very least.
With the story I wanted to tell here, a long-lasting Jaune x Summer relationship was never in the cards. Yes, I know, as numerous people have told me in the reviews, this kind of relationship could work out in real life. These kinds of things do happen in the real world. But that was never the story I wanted to tell. The foundation of their relationship wasn't a particularly solid one, and it was more based on physical desire and emotional support than any true romance.
As for the wish for Yang or Ruby to find out about their mom having sex with Jaune, I toyed with that idea too. However, that brand of comedy wouldn't fit the tone of this story. Nor could I wrap up the consequences of such a reveal in a single chapter. That story line would take on a whole life of its own, and again, it's just not a story I wanted to tell.
So with all that being said, I hope you all enjoyed my take on an extremely rare pair. While Jaune and Summer didn't end up together, they still formed a close bond and enjoyed what little time they had together. And Summer being Supermom, hopes that her daughter can find happiness with a guy who she's vetted to be a kind, caring, and wonderful young man.
Now... wouldn't that be a fun sequel? Jaune and Ruby ending up falling for each other on the road to Haven, with the fact that Jaune had banged her mom hanging over their heads? Oh what wonderful potential...
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this story. Writing Summer was a lot of fun, and I'm happy that so many people liked my portrayal of her.
Thanks for reading.