AN: Thanks once again for all the follows. This chapter contains the first time I have ever tried to write an adult scene and it is probably not the greatest. If you want to skip if for any reason scroll down till you see the bold text. Thanks again, enjoy.

Chapter 11

Beautiful Mistake

Leaning into the kiss Glynda shoved them back into the small room, kicking the door closed as they went. Stumbling back to the table Lucien picked her up and spun her arounds to sit on the table, not breaking the embrace for more than a second. Pushing her down onto the table he leaned over her brushing her bangs out of her face, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

"What are we doing?" He whispered in her ear.

"Don't ruin this for me." She whispered back.

"Yes ma'am."

Resuming his ministrations, nipping at her lip he elicited a small moan. Not one to be bested Glynda slid her hands up his shirt and dragged her nails down Lucien's back, forcing a groan of pleasure to escape. Pulling her hands to his chest she reach up from inside his shirt to grip his collar and rip his t-shirt down the front, exposing his scarred chest. When she saw the numerous scars she paused for a moment taking in the pain that he had endured. Then she bent down and began placing small kisses on each one as she worked her way up his chest to the hollow of his neck where she placed one final kiss before gently sucking on his cool skin. While she was occupied with his scars Lucien pulled the pins that kept her hair in place, letting it cascade over the table. After she had suckled on his neck for a moment Glynda pushed him up and lead them over the the small bed. Shoving him down onto the cot she straddled his waist, slowly unbuttoning her blouse and removing her plain bra, revealing her fair chest.

"Damn, the years really treated me like shit compared to you." Lucien said somehow sounding mature despite his joking.

"That's what happens when you aren't going out trying to get yourself killed every night." She whispered back, leaning down to kiss him again. The feeling of his rough skin against her breasts brought a shiver of pleasure to her. Slowly rocking her hips against his she could feel his hard member pressing against her core. Seeing the look of pleasure on her face Lucien slowly began bucking his hips in time with her rubbing. Bringing her back down for another passionate kiss he wrapped his arms around her, enjoying the feeling of holding her again.

"Are you gonna take off those pants or am I going to have to rip them off too?" Glynda said airily.

"Be my guest." Lucien replied.

Glynda slowly snaked her way down his chest, placing kisses as she went, till she reached his belt line. Unbuckling the annoying accessory and undid the fly of his jeans before she gripped the hem and slid them down past his hips, placing kisses on every scar she saw. When he was finally relieved of his pants she began to undo her skirt before she was stopped by Lucien's hands on her own.

"Let me get that for you." He said flipping the two of them over. He gently pulled down the zipper that kept the slip of fabric in place. He quietly began placing kisses up the inside of her thighs till he reached small bit of cloth that protected her womanhood. He quickly removed the last barrier to his goal and he began lapping gently at her core, feeling her hips are into his touch. He slowly slid a finger inside of her and began gently thrusting, hearing her moan he thrust faster, bringing more moans to her lips. He continued massaging her center while teasing her bud with his tongue until he felt her tense one final time before she called out to him. Feeling her relax he brought himself up to her level, kissing her deeply, enjoying the slight flush of her face.

"I hope you aren't done yet." She gasped out between breaths.

"I was more concerned that you were." He joked.

"Oh you ass. You are getting it now." She replied as she rolled them over once again. Sliding his boxers, letting him kick them off from his ankles she slowly slid back up, letting the stiff peeks of her breasts trial along his skin. When she had finally reached his face she placed a quick kiss on his lips before sitting up again, straddling his waist, his hard member pressed against her slick core. Rocking her hips once again she felt him stiffen beneath her, his eyes begging for entrance. She continued her teasing for a while longer, warming herself up for another round. When she felt a moan about to escape her lips she lifted herself up and slid back down, feeling the the entire length of his stiff member inside her. Slowly she began bouncing, the small cot rocking underneath the couple.

Picking up her pace she felt Lucien bringing her down to meet his lips. Lucien began to massage her firm breasts paying close attention to her hard nipples, drawing out loud moans of pleasure. Slowly he felt the pressure build, straining to be released. When he felt the pressure build to an intolerable level he flipped them over, wresting control from her completely. Thrusting quickly he felt her tighten around him, driving him over the edge. Thrusting as hard as he knew she could bare he let out a loud moan as she called out to him again, feeling the pressure release as she tightened one last time.

Relaxing on top of her before rolling off onto his side and pulling her into his arms. Resting his head on the cot her felt her melt into him in a long forgotten pose. Breathing in the scent of her hair he found himself being lulled to sleep by her gentle breathing. Soon Glynda followed him into oblivion and they spent the night like that.

BOLD TEXT (If anyone would like to suggest a less intrusive way of warning people that would be appreciated. Also this was my first time attempting to write a lemon so sorry if it was utter crap)

When the next day began to dawn GLynda woke up in an unfamiliar place. Startled she tried to get up only to find herself pinned to the bed she was on by a pair of familiar arms. Craning her neck to see if it was really who she thought it was. Once her suspicion was confirmed she thought back to the previous night.

Oh god… That really happened didn't it? She questioned herself before glancing down to see her nude body greeting he proved that her memory of the previous night was accurate.

"Good morning." Lucien said, startling her further. "I suppose this is where we regret our life choices and agree to never speak of this?"

"Yeah I think that's about right." She murmured.

"Well then. I suppose you need to get going." He said as he removed his arms from around her.

"Yeah I suppose I do." She said as she rose from the bed and began collecting her clothes. Lucien rose and began dressing as well, forgoing the ripped shirt. WIthout the shirt he let his wings unfurl in the dim light of the small garage. As the two silently cleaned up the evidence of their mistake they both contemplated their next move.

"Listen Glynda… I'm sorry. That shouldn't have happened. I overstepped by a mile." Lucien attempted.

"I told you not to call me that." She said with warm smile. "And I remember being the one who started it all. There isn't a need to apologize. We can be adult about this."

"Yeah I suppose we can." He said, returning the small smile.

"Will you still think about returning to the school?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, I'll think about it." He answered quietly.

Another silence fell over them as they realized that they were both dressed and there was nothing more to do in the dim garage. As Glynda began walking to the dor Lucien followed, standing in the doorway as he watched her depart for her car. Just as she got to the vehicle she turned around and walked back to him, a determined look on her face.

"Listen. Don't say a fucking word till I finish." She commanded. "You've been giving me bullshit answers all semester. Even worse than that when you tell me the truth you just pussy out and deny that you could ever change. I sincerely believe that is a load of crap. I've seen you change, the way you helped Jaune, the smile on your face when the kids are being idiots, hell you've even stopped napping in class. I think you can change and you are changing. So if there is even the slightest chance you are changing back into the man I once knew, or even into a better man, I want to get to know him. So even if you don't come back to Beacon, don't think you can just disappear again."

"Ok." Was all he said.

"Ok? That's it?"

"Pretty much." He replied. "I don't have any reason not to now. I have almost no contacts anymore, so few enemies that I doubt I will have to go about wreaking vengeance again. Hell I had Jonah spread a rumor that Morningstar had died. So there is no reason I don't have to stay in touch."

"Ok then." She replied, turning and walking a few paces away before turning around and giving him a quick, but passionate, kiss. "Goodbye, I hope to see you soon."

"Uh… Yeah. You too." Was all he managed before she was in her car again, driving away. "Well shit… What do I do now?"

Walking back into his garage he inspected the damage from the previous night. Seeing that the only thing out of place was a chair that had been knocked over in the activities he righted it and sat down to plan his next step. He sat alone for almost an hour before he decided that his next move would be to swing by Jonah's and shower in the apartment above the bar. Leaving his small garage home he locked the door and took off towards The Spigot. When he landed in the street he saw that Jonah had yet to open it to the early crowd so he walked right through the front door and called out to Jonah.

"Hey Jonah! I need to use your bathroom!" He shouted, waiting for a reply before heading upstairs.

"Yeah go ahead man. I'll be down here if you need anything!" The greasy man called back from somewhere in the back of the bar.

Heading up to the second floor apartment he made his way to the bathroom where he showered quickly before dressing in the clothes he wore when he arrived, still missing a shirt. When he walked back down to the bar he saw that Jonah had finally opened it up to the "early risers". Taking his normal seat at the bar he hailed over Jonah and ordered a coffee. When Jonah brought it back he finally inquired about Lucien's lack of a shirt.

"You know I have a sign that says "No shirt, no shoes." Right?" Jonah asked.

"Yah, I also know it finishes with "no shits given." Lucien snarked back. "Jonah don't you think that if I had a shirt to wear I would be wearing it?"

"Probably. But I thought I'd give you a little grief. So why the lack of shirt? Get ruined in a scrap with that lady who came in yesterday? She seemed pretty pissed." The bartender asked.

"Something like that… Let's just say that it didn't go as expected." He said, a small blush forming on his face.

"Ah so you slept with her." Jonah said knowingly. "Yeah that explains the smell earlier."

"Shut up you greasy shit." Lucien joked. "Yeah, never would have thought that would happen again."

"Again?" The bartender asked. "Was she that pretty girl you used to talk about?"

"Yeah, I guess girl isn't the right word anymore."

"Hell no it's not. And neither is pretty. Why the hell would you walk out on that?" Jonah questioned.

"We've been over this Jonah… Can we not drudge up my past right now?"

"Sorry not trying to ruffle your feathers." He said with smirk.

"Really bird jokes?" Lucien chastised.

"Hey man it's not everyday we get to see those things. Got take what we can get." Jonah said motioning to Lucien's still exposed wings. "Speaking of which. Why they out?"

"Don't feel like hiding them right now." He replied simply.

"Fair enough. Still a little scrambled up in the head? Hehehe." Jonah mocked.

"Shut it and get me more coffee." Lucien said waving him off.

"Ok, but when I get back you are telling me why you are here and not up at that school down on your knees begging." Jonah threatened as he went to get the coffee pot.

Good question. Lucien thought to himself during his moment of silence.

"Cancel the coffee Jonah. I have to get to class." He shouted as he ran out the door of the bar and into the street. Taking off he rocketed towards the school, flying as fast as his wings could carry him. Soon enough he was back in his dorm room. Changing at record pace he rushed to gather his things and leave for class. Checking the time he saw that it was still the first half of second hour.

Perfect. I'll just apologize for being late and say that something came up and if I play my cards right there shouldn't be a scene. He thought as he ran through the halls of the dorm and out into the morning air. Deciding that running wasn't fast enough he stripped out of his shirt and jacket again and took flight through the school grounds, frightening some of the faculty and students who weren't in class. When he got to the lecture hall he simply passed right through the walls and went straight to Glynda's classroom. Floating as a ghost above the students he spotted an empty seat in the front row of the class. Rematerializing above them he let himself gently descend to the floor. Hiding his wings and buttoning his shirt back on before taking a seat, he felt every pair of eyes in the room on him.

"My apologies for the grandiose entrance Professor. Somethings came up and I was detained for a while." He explained, looking Glynda right in the eyes. "Please continue."

"Lucien! What the hell are you doing here?! I thought you would be in Atlas by now." She nearly shouted at him.

"Nah, the government there is pretty good, they don't need an accountant." He said, turning to look at Weiss, giving her a slight wink. To which she gave a small smile in return. "So like I said, please continue with class."

"Very well. As I said, we will continue to practice with our semblances today. Pair up and begin the exercises that we have been doing for the last week." She said, trying to regain control of the class. Eventually the class began to follow her instructions pairing up and spreading out to use their semblances, all the while whispering about Lucien and his exchange with Glynda. Lucien as always was alone in this endeavor, but halfway through the practice time he was called over by his favorite first years.

"What did you need boys and girls?" He said as he walked over to them.

"Well Weiss wanted to talk to you about something and I wanted to see you do the ghost thing again!" Ruby explained giddily.

"Oh really?" He asked. "You just wanted to see the "ghost thing" again?"

"I'm sorry about her." Weiss apologized. "She can be kind of…"

"Hyperactive? Childish? Erratic?" He offered.

"Yeah…" The white haired girl responded with a small smile.

"Well Miss Rose. I think you wish can be granted." He said to her cordially as he began to fade his body away slowly.

"Wow that is soooo cool!" Ruby squealed

"Yeah I guess it is." He replied as he came back into view. "Now Miss Schnee. I believe you wanted to speak with me?"

"Yeah I wanted to say thank you. I called my mom the other night and had a big fight. She explained how you two knew each other. I may not have known you then but I'm glad you didn't take the job." Weiss said sincerely.

"So am I." He said with a chuckle. "It would have been dreadfully boring.

"Wow… Thanks." She replied sarcastically, eliciting a chuckle from the older man.

"Not a problem Princess." He laughed before he was interrupted by Glynda calling out for them to stop socializing.

"Well I will talk to you later kids. Don't do anything I would." He said as he disappeared and began drifting around the room. Eventually he made his way to the stage n the font of the room. Standing silently behind Glynda he simply watched the class from her perspective for a minute.

"Are you going to stand there for the rest of class?" She whispered to the presence behind her.

"Maybe." He said as he came back into the physical plain. "It's interesting watching from the teacher's point of view."

"It's also annoying when the students misbehave." She chided.

"Oh I'm sure it is." He whispered back, fading away. Placing a frozen whisper of a kiss on her cheek as he ghosted back to his seat at the front of the class. Watching for her reaction, eventually when it came he could barely make out the words, even with his faunus hearing.

"You son of a bitch." She whispered angrily, glaring at the spot she thought he was. "Don't do that."

He simply smirked and continued his antics of floating around the room watching students, occasionally passing through some of the more asinine alpha males he had observed throughout his time back at Beacon. When the bell rang he phased back into his mortal coil and gathered his things, expecting to be stopped by Glynda on his way out. He was not disappointed when he was.

"Lucien." She called out after all the other students had left. "What the hell was that?"

"A thank you. For convincing me to come back." He said with a broad smile.

"What's got you so happy. Don't think I didn't notice your childish antics during class. Cardin Winchester may be an asshole but that doesn't mean you need to make him freeze to death."

"Just happy. I realized some things. Even though I've done some horrible things, that doesn't mean I can't be happy. I may not deserve to be happy, but I am so I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts." He said, his smile fading slightly at the mention of his past.

"You are insane. I thought I was going crazy, but you really are." She said exasperatedly. "Just get to your next class."

"Yes ma'am." He said as he marched off pseudo-dramatically.

"What a fucking ass… Hehe." He just barely heard as he walked out of the room.

You love it and you know it. He thought as he walked to his next class.