The oasis, as it turned out, was far more than just an oasis. It was The Oasis. A shining blue jewel in the sea of sand that was the Vacuan desert. An attraction not only there to quench the thirst of travelers, but as an alternative to the natural beaches which the kingdom of Vacuo lacked. While not as large as an ocean, or even a lake, The Oasis did offer an opportunity to swim in its cool blue water, as well as to sunbathe on the white sands which surrounded it.
Here is where Weiss would make Jaune hers. Carrying a small tote bag, she had come prepared with all of the essentials she would need to win him over. First, however, she needed to set the mood.
Removing the wide-brimmed sun hat and sunglasses she wore first, she set them down before stripping the light and breezy white beach shawl from her body, revealing the swimsuit she had picked out for just this occasion. As blue as a clear summer sky, the bandeau style bikini provided perfect support and coverage for her modest bust, but if she were to turn around it would show that her finest asset was on display for all to see. Emphasis on asset.
Weiss smirked, knowing how proud Yang would be that she'd thought of such a pun.
The string bikini bottom left little to the imagination, allowing the one area Weiss had filled out in ample fashion to be seen by the man she desired. If she were to lay flat on her stomach while insisting that he apply sunscreen to her back, he would have no choice but to stare at its glorious curvature.
Reaching into her bag, Weiss produced a folded blanket and began laying it out on the spot they'd chosen, claiming it for themselves. "A fine day to relax, wouldn't you agree?" she asked the other two members of her party.
Jaune looked relatively normal in his loose-fitting shirt and swim trunks which acted as shorts. Unlike she and Winter, he didn't need to change much to dress for the occasion. All he would need to do was remove his shirt, and once she did, she would drink in the sight of his bare chest like a thirsty camel who'd stopped off at The Oasis for refuge. Winter, on the other hand...
She might just be a problem.
Removing her own shawl, Weiss' older sister revealed a black one-piece swimsuit which shouldn't have been able to compete with hers... if not for the fact that it would appear that half of its front was missing. The V-shaped cut traveled from her neckline down to her navel, exposing not only her stomach, but massive amounts of cleavage as well. It somehow seemed more revealing than a mere bikini, and Weiss wasn't sure if that was actually true, or if it was because it was so unexpected from what should have been a more modest suit.
Either way, Weiss had competition. It would be her big and full rear end versus Winter's big and full bust. She would have to do what it took to ensure that Jaune was an ass-man.
"A fine day indeed," Winter agreed, laying out her own towel. Weiss noticed how there was a noticeable gap between where the two had been placed. A perfect amount of room for...
"Yeah, this was a great idea," Jaune said, planting the pole of the beach umbrella in the sand between the two before opening up the top. It was large enough to shield them all from the sun, and there was still plenty of space for him to lay out the final towel where he would sit.
Seated between the two sisters, Weiss was certain that he had no idea what kind of trouble he was in. Like an oblivious rabbit caught between two arctic foxes, they were the predators, and he was the prey. In the end, it was the best kind of trouble a man such as him could find himself in.
The games had begun, and Weiss would be the one to lead them off. Producing a small bottle from her bag, she opened it up and squirted a liberal amount of sunscreen on her hand. After rubbing both hands together she began applying it to her arms, as well as the front portion of her body. It was just such a shame that she wouldn't be able to reach around to cover her back and the rear portions of her body. Luckily, however, she had a reliable man to help her out with that.
"Oh, Jaune~," she practically sang, kneeling down on her beach towel. "Would you be able to help me out, please?"
The man she'd come to fall for smiled and nodded, approaching her without hesitation. "Sure thing, Weiss. What's up?"
"Could you..." she started before laying down flat on the towel. Her head perked up to look at him while she spoke. "Assist me in applying my sunscreen? Unfortunately I'm just not flexible enough to properly cover the back of my body."
That was a lie. Weiss was incredibly flexible. She could do things with her body which none of her friends could even fathom. One day, hopefully soon, Jaune would find out just how flexible she was.
"Sure," he agreed happily, again with no pause or hesitation.
Just as he knelt down beside the prone Weiss, Winter reared her ugly head and interrupted what should have been a glorious moment for Weiss and Jaune's budding relationship.
"Weiss, if you need help I am more than happy to provide for you," she stated firmly, kneeling on the other side of the girl. "I am your sister, after all."
Weiss turned to regard her sister, and the soft, happy eyes which had gazed upon Jaune turned cold and sharp. "No thank you, Winter," she snarled. "I already asked Jaune."
"I'm more than happy to help," she pressed, holding a bottle of sunscreen in her own hands. "It wouldn't be awkward at all for family to help each other."
"It's not awkward," Weiss countered. "Jaune and I are incredibly close. It wouldn't be the first time he put his hands on my body, either."
Winter bristled at this fact. Whether it was when he boosted her Aura on multiple occasions, or when they had embraced multiple times in the Ever After, Jaune was intimately familiar with the curves of Weiss' body. Here and now, he would become more familiar with it than ever before.
"I still say it's better for me to do this than him," Winter pressed.
"It would be more efficient for Jaune to do it," she disagreed. "His hands are larger than yours, meaning greater coverage and faster application. That will leave more time for us to have fun."
"Whatever works," Jaune said, already squirting out a liberal amount of the white gel. "I'm okay with doing it."
Weiss sneered at her sister, claiming victory now that Jaune had agreed that it would be no trouble at all. Winter merely nodded and backed off, retreating to her own towel and leaving the other two free to engage in what would be a wonderful practice of UV safety.
Jaune rubbed his hands together, warming up the sunscreen before placing them on Weiss' back. Although it wasn't cold to the touch anymore, the mere feeling of his big, powerful hands on her bare flesh made Weiss gasp and spasm reflexively, and she buried her face into her folded arms.
"Mmmmm..." she hummed happily, feeling Jaune go to work on her soft, supple skin.
"How's that?" she heard him ask softly above her. In her mind's eye she could picture the scene, Jaune tenderly rubbing her yearning flesh as he lowered his lips to her ear to whisper sweet nothings into it.
"So good..." she mewled, basking in the sensation of Jaune rubbing her back.
Her shoulders. The small of her back. Every little bit of her was being ravaged by Jaune's powerful, gripping fingers. It was almost too much for Weiss to bear, and she hid her face from the world so that no one could witness her shame. That didn't prevent her tongue from voicing her approval, however.
"Yes... Jaune... just like that..."
For his part, Jaune was attentive and dutiful, applying the sunscreen on Weiss as if her life depended on it. Well, maybe it did! Aura or not, it was better to be safe than sorry when it came to guarding oneself from the harmful UV rays of the sun!
Sadly after a couple of minutes of hitting her upper body it was over, but just when he was about to pull away and stand up, Weiss lifted her head to stop him.
"Wait," she insisted. "My legs too."
They were one of her finest features, and she wasn't about to let Jaune get away before he'd had his hands all over them.
Luckily for her Jaune didn't seem to have a problem with this, and after getting another squirt of sunscreen on his hands he went to work on her lower body.
Those incredibly large hands of his ran up and down the length of Weiss' legs, rubbing her toned calves and muscular thighs. Weiss was as lithe and slender as they came, but she possessed incredibly fit legs. She was proud of many parts of her body. Her eyes sparkled like gleaming sapphires. Her clavicle was oddly tantalizing. Her short yet sexy legs had all the appeal of a supermodel strutting down a runway. However, her finest feature had to be...
"Higher..." she whispered.
Those hands of his went higher, all the way up to the top of her thighs. Not good enough. She hadn't donned a bikini bottom with so little coverage for nothing.
"Just a little more..." she all but begged the man.
She sucked in a gasp when she felt it, and it was amazing.
Jackpot.
Jaune's hands finally reached her pale and supple cheeks, where he began to rub sunscreen on them. After all, it would not do at all for those to become red and burnt in the scorching Vacuan sun. They needed to be safe and pristine for them to become red in an entirely different way.
"W-Weiss," she heard Winter stammer in protest. "I think you've had enough."
Lifting her flushed and burning face from the safety which her arms provided, she turned to look at her sister. "He's not finished yet!" she screamed at the older girl.
Weiss bit down on her lip, stifling a pleasurable moan as Jaune's big hands practically kneaded the dough that was her backside. She wanted to make sure he got every last inch of her posterior. For safety reasons, of course. Her greatest asset needed to be protected from the harsh rays of the sun, and like a proper knight, he was ensuring his lady was safe from harm.
Sadly, however, all good things must come to an end, and Jaune eventually ran out of skin to cover with sunscreen. Weiss was now prepared for a day of fun in the sun, though she would need to wait a few minutes to catch her breath and calm down from the incredible high which Jaune's powerful hands had brought her to.
"There we go, all set," he said happily, if not obliviously. He always had been a bit slow when it came to hints.
Weiss giggled stupidly into her arms, her back heaving slightly as she still basked in the warm and comforting feeling of his hands. "T-thank you, Jaune..."
Yes, just a few minutes to recover from such a stimulating physical experience. Then she would be free to indulge all she wanted with the man, perhaps even returning the favor and getting her hands all over his broad, toned chest. He needed proper protection too, after all, and Weiss was just the girl to be able to provide it.
Winter was shocked by the boldness which her sister had displayed here. Just how much had the girl grown since she left home for Beacon? Of course physically it had been very little, but mentally and emotionally? She never could have imagined Weiss being so... so... hormonal when she had been training back in Atlas!
Weiss really was a grown woman now. A woman with urges and needs. So be it. If she wanted to play like this, Winter would not back down. No, the elder Schnee sister would meet her foe on the battlefield and fight on equal terms. If Weiss wanted to go the sunscreen route, then Winter would be more than capable of using those same tactics.
"Jaune," she called out, sitting on her towel. "I believe I will need assistance in applying sunscreen of my own."
Just as with Weiss, the man moved without missing a beat. He obviously didn't feel any sort of exclusive commitment to Weiss, which meant this war was far from over.
"Sure, Winter," he agreed happily. "Are you having problems with the same areas as Weiss?"
In other words, the back. Unfortunately Winter's one-piece swimsuit covered her back and rear end, so she would only need 'help' with her legs. Even then, she could hit the backs of her legs with no problem in a sitting position. Truthfully, she did not need any help in applying sunscreen as Weiss had. She didn't even have a good excuse like her sister did. However, this wouldn't stop her from getting even. No, fair is fair, after all. If Weiss was going to allow Jaune to indulge in her finest assets, then Winter would ensure that he got a taste of hers as well.
"I required assistance with my front, actually," she answered, pointing to the large, plunging V-shaped cut in the front of her swimsuit.
When she'd seen the suit in the shop, Winter's face had turned red. However, she knew that Weiss wasn't going to show any kind of shame or modesty, and she knew she shouldn't either. Once she'd put it on and admired how much it emphasized her bust, she knew she had made the right choice. It was so much more provocative than a bikini. The amount of cleavage, particularly the sideboob it showed, would have been criminal in any other kingdom besides Vacuo.
And now it was time for Jaune to get his hands all over it, just as he had with Weiss' rear end.
"Really?" he questioned.
Of course it was a ridiculous request. How in the world would she need help applying sunscreen to her own chest? Jaune was on to her, and she knew it. Still, she had started down this road and wasn't about to back down. Not when her future husband was on the line.
"Yes," she insisted. "It's as Weiss said, your large hands are better suited for this sort of thing than mine. If you were to be the one to do it, then it would be less work, leaving us more time for play."
Winter noticed that Weiss had sat up now, her cold, piercing eyes glaring daggers into her sister. "I can assist you then, Winter. It's as they say, two pairs of hands are better than one."
"No, thank you," Winter shot back, just as Weiss had when she'd offered her help. "Jaune's large hands will be perfect for such a task."
"Or you could just do it yourself," Weiss pressed. "After all, it's not a very hard place to reach."
Winter's gaze darkened, matching the tone of her voice when she addressed her sister. "I can assure you it is a very hard place to reach, Weiss. No man has ever reached it before."
The implications of her statement had nothing to do with sunscreen, and Weiss knew it. She also knew when she should back down from her dear older sister. Feisty as she was, Weiss knew that a direct challenge of arms against Winter was a losing prospect.
Before Weiss could sputter out another protest, Jaune spoke in that calm, warm tone of his. "Sure. It won't be a problem."
With that decided, Winter smiled and shifted to lie on her back. She could feel her heart thumping inside her chest as Jaune knelt over her. In a reversal of the previous day, it was now Jaune who was above her. Jaune's hands which would be pinning her down to the ground. She swallowed hard as she watched him rub his hands together, before they came down onto her bare, toned stomach.
Winter hummed happily as she felt Jaune's powerful hands caress her stomach and sternum. She'd thought that maybe Weiss was playing up the feeling when Jaune had been tending to her, but no. It really did feel that good. She could barely contain herself as he rubbed her silky-soft skin, touching places which no one had ever seen before, much less touched.
"Higher," she murmured, echoing Weiss' earlier request. "Cover everything."
Jaune complied without hesitation, and soon enough Winter felt his hands touching a place where she'd never even dreamed of anyone touching. At least, before Jaune had returned from the Ever After.
After many restless nights, that dream had now become reality.
His hands rubbed the soft and squishiness that was the exposed portion of her bust, and Winter bit down on her lip to try and stifle the pleasurable gasp which came with being touched in such a place. Her hands clenched the towel beneath her and her toes curled. Her thighs squeezed together as Jaune covered every last inch of her exposed chest with sunscreen.
"Right there," she breathed. Winter's hands came up to cover her mouth in order to try and stifle the unseemly noises slipping through it, but at best she could merely muffle the moans. "Just like that. I need it right there..."
By the time he had finished Winter was left as a panting and breathless mess of a woman. Opening her pale blue eyes, she saw the man of her dreams smiling down on her as if they'd just made love. She wanted nothing more than to take him here and now and kiss him, but she knew they weren't quite ready for that yet.
"All good?" he asked. His innocence truly was mind-boggling.
Winter nodded weakly, and she knew that she would need a few minutes to recover. "Y-yes..."
Jaune flashed a toothy smile before he stood up. "Good to hear. I'll just go ahead and put some on myself, and then we'll be good to go."
She nodded absentmindedly again, simply staring up at the inside of the beach umbrella. It was only after a few seconds had ticked away that strength suddenly returned to Winter's body, and she bolted upright.
No. If anyone was going to apply sunscreen to Jaune, it was going to be her!
Weiss could scarcely believe the sight which had just taken place before her. Winter had all but allowed Jaune to grope her chest under the pretense of applying sunscreen! And worse still, Jaune was none the wiser to it all!
Who knew that the man was really this dense? Weiss knew that his time in the Ever After had been traumatic, but had his common sense really taken such a heavy hit? Could he really not understand what he was doing when he was applying sunscreen to a beautiful woman's chest?
Well, whatever the case, Jaune had just declared that he was about to apply sunscreen to himself, and this presented her with an opportunity. One that she wasn't going to let slip through her fingers. No, just as he had done with her perfect posterior, Weiss was going to grab hold of it and squeeze it to her heart's content.
"Jaune!" she called out as the man sat down. "Let me help you with that!"
Weiss hurried over to kneel over Jaune, who had just sat down on the center towel. With her bottle of sunscreen in hand, she squirted out a liberal helping of the stuff onto her hands, and began rubbing her hands together not just to spread the substance out, but also in gleeful anticipation.
"Stand aside, Weiss," Winter ordered, announcing her presence as she knelt down on the other side of Jaune. "I believe an act such as this is best left to a trained professional."
Icy-blue eyes glared at the young woman who had dared to interject in her fun. "Trained professional?" Weiss questioned. "I'm sorry, but when do they teach Atlesian Specialists how to apply sunscreen in Atlas Academy? Are there a lot of sunbathing expeditions in the tundras of Solitas?"
"There could be," Winter bit back. "Perhaps you would know if you had decided to stay in Atlas with your family."
Weiss gasped in shock. Was Winter really going there? Okay. Two could play at that game.
"Well I only learned from the best," Weiss retorted. "After all, abandoning me to go to Atlas Academy is what inspired me to set off on my own journey to Beacon."
"Indeed, I recall you abandoning Whitley all on his own when you fled to another continent."
"Which has nothing to do with my ability to rub Jaune's chest... with sunscreen!" she quickly added.
"However, such tiny hands are unfit to work with such a... broad chest," Winter argued. "Were you to embark on this endeavor by yourself, you would be at it all day."
Weiss shot Winter a knowing look, her lips curling into a devious smirk. Winter's eyes widened, realizing her sister's thoughts without the need of words.
Winter crept in closer on her knees, her own hands white and gooey with her own sunscreen which she'd squirted on them. They hovered over Jaune's prone body like a trap which was about to be sprung on its unsuspecting prey.
"My hands are bigger," Winter said. "Therefore they will be more efficient at this task, which will leave us for more time to enjoy ourselves."
"Well my hands are softer. It will feel much better for Jaune if my callous-free fingers are the ones touching his skin."
"Softer because you've been slacking off in your training," Winter argued. "It's as if you've completely abandoned your swordsmanship in favor of relying purely on your Semblance."
Weiss' eyes narrowed at the accusation Winter had thrown at her. "You were the one who insisted I focus on learning to summon!"
"As a compliment to your fencing skills, not a replacement!"
"Well I'm sorry if I can't read minds, Winter!"
Winter slapped her hands down on Jaune's body, where she began to aggressively rub the sunscreen on his chest. "You don't need to read minds in order to think strategically, Weiss!"
Seeing how the true battle had just begun, Weiss claimed the other side of Jaune's chest with her own hands, and began to rub it fervently. "I've only ever wanted your approval, Winter! I thought learning to summon would make you happy!"
In the end that was all she ever wanted. Winter's approval! She wanted her sister to acknowledge her. To praise her. She wanted to be just like Winter. As it turned out, she was more like Winter than she ever could have imagined. Or perhaps, maybe, Winter was more like her. After all, they'd fallen for the same man. Their tastes were as similar as they were impeccable. The only difference was what role they saw themselves playing in the relationship.
By this point the 'discussion' had devolved into two pairs of hands grabbing and squeezing Jaune's body, slathering him with white goo as he silently laid there. Winter and Weiss' eyes locked, those cold, icy orbs engaged in paradoxically heated debate with each other.
It wasn't until they heard people screaming that the deadlock was broken.
Turning her attention toward the sound, Weiss saw fellow oasis-goers running. It didn't take long to figure out the source of the chaos.
Emerging from the blue waters of The Oasis was a large, tentacled, and utterly vile-looking Grimm. Its body was black and bulbous, while white chitinous plates lined portions of its surface. However, it was those writhing, slithering tentacles which sent chills down Weiss' spine. Of all the ugly, disgusting beasts of Grimm she had ever seen, this one was definitely the worst.
The three of them stood up, all of the drama over sunscreen and relationships put on pause, as they turned to face the threat.
"I've never seen that kind of Grimm," Jaune stated calmly.
"Neither have I," Winter agreed. She turned to the others. "I don't suppose either of you brought your weapons with you?"
Weiss grit her teeth together. No, she had not. In her anticipation and excitement for today's date, she had neglected to arm herself. Myrtenaster was safely stored back in her family's dorm room at Shade Academy. She hadn't seen Jaune bring any sort of weapon either, and judging by Winter's lack of action, she could assume that her blades were also not present.
"No," Weiss confirmed. "However, luckily for me I don't need a weapon to fight. Mastering summoning has its advantages."
She focused, and even without using her rapier as a tool to focus her summon, a spinning glyph appeared from underneath her. However, before she could complete the action, she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. She turned to see that Jaune had moved to stand between her and Winter.
"Here," the man said, and soon afterward his hand began to glow white. "You'll need all the help you can get."
Warm white coursed through Weiss' body. If she wasn't mistaken, Jaune had used his Semblance on her more than anyone else. His Aura-boosting abilities were not only extremely useful in a combat situation, but it simply felt wonderful as well. To have Jaune's massive pool of strength amplifying her own made her feel emotionally fulfilled as well as physically. It was a feeling like no other.
As Weiss basked in the warmth of his touch, she saw how his left hand extended to Winter's shoulder. It glowed as well, and soon Jaune was pouring his extensive Aura reserves into both Schnee sisters in preparation for this fight.
"I won't be much use here unarmed, but at least I can do this," he continued. "Go get it, and keep these people safe."
He truly was a hero. A champion of the people. The Rusted Knight. The very people he was helping to protect in this very moment had no idea that a character they had read about as children was here in the flesh to save their lives. Weiss knew though. She knew just how brave and good of a man he was.
After several seconds of boosting both of their Auras to superhuman levels, Jaune gasped, letting his hands fall free. Doing two women at the same time must have been draining, and it spoke to just how strong his stamina was that he was still standing after filling both with his warm, white power.
"Good luck, you two," he smiled, taking the opportunity to give both her and Winter a look.
Weiss nodded, and the glyph beneath her reappeared. A massive Queen Lancer appeared. It rose above her, and its size rivaled that of the octopus Grimm which had made landfall and was currently looking for humans to kill.
Winter took to the sky, her Maiden powers engaged as she flew up and overhead, ready to rain down fire and ice upon the monster which had dared disturb their date.
Her arm extended, and Weiss directed her summoned Grimm to engage her foe. "I will not become another chapter in one of Blake's pornographic comic books!" she declared. "Destroy that foul tentacled horror!"
As Winter poured down elemental destruction from above, Weiss' Queen Lancer made stinging attack runs. Flailing tentacles desperately sought to fight off their assailants, but this fight was decided before it even began.
However, it wasn't just that it was facing a Maiden and a supercharged summon. This Grimm was unfortunate enough to have provoked two women whose scorn could bring entire kingdoms to ruin.
The battle was over. Jaune breathed a sigh of relief.
The outcome had never truly been in doubt. Large Grimm or not, it was only a single beast. Against the combined powers of a Maiden and a skilled huntress like Weiss, the thing had stood no chance. Jaune had done his part, or at least tried to. Without his weapon all he could do was boost both Weiss and Winter's Auras, and stand back as they did their work. Thankfully the two had made quick work of their monstrous foe.
Winter descended back down to the sand, the slain and deteriorating carcass of the tentacled-monster behind her. Weiss similarly walked on the hot desert sands back toward him, her summoned Queen Lancer disintegrating in mid-air and blowing away like dust on the wind. Both of them looked spectacular. Truly beautiful young women, wearing gorgeous swimwear, and wearing even more beautiful smiles on their faces as they regarded him.
"Did you see that, Jaune?" Weiss asked as she neared him. "I must say that was quite an impressive summon, if I do say so myself. Thanks to you it's the largest one I've ever been able to conjure."
It had indeed been impressive. The spectral Queen Lancer had been large enough that the three of them would have been able to ride on its back comfortably.
"Yeah, it was really nice," Jaune agreed.
"Did you also see how I was able to subdue the Grimm with my Maiden powers?" Winter added. "With strength like that I can protect anyone I'm with, just like today. You needn't worry about having to save them yourself, Jaune."
That was also a good point. Winter had proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was able to protect people with her powers. She was a powerful warrior, and Jaune was lucky to have had her here today at The Oasis.
"I did. That was really awesome, Winter."
Winter glowed under the praise. Weiss on the other hand, glowered.
"Of course one can achieve great feats with literal magic," she dismissed. "Powers which took no training or effort to achieve herself."
The older Schnee narrowed her eyes at Weiss. "Are you saying my summons would be less impressive than yours, had I chosen to use one?"
Weiss folded her arms across her chest. "All I'm saying is that you seem to be relying on these newfound Maiden powers of yours over your own natural talents." She raised an eyebrow at her sister. "Does that sound familiar?"
"That is not at all the same, and you know it," Winter argued. "I am still just as capable of my swordsmanship, summoning, and glyphcraft even with my new powers. Seeing how you were already using summons, it made sense to make use of a diverse range of tactics rather than both of us doing the same thing."
Jaune looked on as the two sisters resumed their petty bickering. Years of isolation had altered his once awkward and goofy personality into one which was far more patient and stoic, but even this was too much for him. Their arguing had already resulted in so much negativity that a creature of Grimm had emerged from the deep waters in order to attack them. Enough was enough.
Taking a step forward, Jaune physically interjected himself between the two sisters and raised his hands. With a palm facing each of them, he spoke with complete and utter authority. "That's enough!"
His booming, baritone voice rang through the desert as clear as a bell, and both girls ceased speaking immediately. Looking left and right at both of them, he saw twin sets of icy-blue eyes widen.
Jaune pressed forward, undeterred by their shocked reactions to his suddenly stern and commanding tone. "All you two have done this entire time is argue, and look what it's accomplished. You were so negative toward each other that you attracted a Grimm. Had you both not been so strong, this could have ended very badly. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
Despite not being that much older than them, in Winter's case especially, Jaune felt like a father chastising his daughters. Years of looking after the Paper Pleasers and having to handle them like they were toddlers would do that to a man. He'd kept them alive despite, as it turned out, their best attempts at killing themselves in order to ascend. As a result, he had grown used to taking charge and being the responsible one. Here with Weiss and Winter, despite only being between five and ten years older than each, he felt that same sense of responsibility.
Weiss rubbed her right arm nervously, eyes cast down to the sand. "We were only... I was only trying to impress you..."
Winter appeared less bashful, yet her posture painted her in a similar light to Weiss. Like a child whose father was giving her a stern lecture after making a foolish mistake. Jaune hoped that he wasn't coming off too similarly as Jacques Schnee might have.
"I was merely trying to show you how strong I was... so that I could protect you..."
Closing his eyes, Jaune breathed in deep through his nose and sighed. He nodded understandingly, and regarded each of the young women once more.
Taking both by their hands, he guided them so that both stood in front of him. His hold on their hands remained firm even after they were in position.
"Haven't you noticed that I'm perfectly fine with dating both of you?" he asked.
The reactions of the two sisters was once more one of shock. Both Schnees stared at him for long moments before they shared a glance with each other, and then looked back at him.
"You're... what?" Winter asked, her usual poise and confidence gone in the face of what Jaune had just told her.
"I fully intend to date both of you," he said. "You're both interested in me, right? That's why you've been competing. That's why you've been arguing. You both wanted my attention, and now you've got it."
They couldn't have made it any more obvious to him. The normally conservative Schnee sisters had gone around all but throwing themselves at him. Jaune may have once been a fool, but even this was too much for him to ignore.
"You knew we were both interested in you?" Weiss asked. "But you haven't been reacting."
Jaune turned his focus entirely to the younger woman. "Weiss, you just made me rub sunscreen on your ass. And yesterday you pretended to be falling asleep on the street while we were walking. Who does that? Does that sound even remotely normal to you? Of course I noticed. Then you started cuddling me so hard that I thought I was going to develop diabetes."
The feeling of holding the light and petite girl in his arms was a fond memory. One he definitely intended to repeat again in the future. Many, many times.
"Then, does that mean..." Winter started nervously.
He turned his attention to the older of the sisters, and Winter's already pale skin had turned a ghostly white.
"Yes, Winter," Jaune confirmed. "I did notice how you wanted me to feel your boobs when I rubbed sunscreen on you. Furthermore, yes, I did notice how much you enjoyed straddling me when we were training yesterday. What, do you think it's normal to just mount people's hips and pin them to the ground so enthusiastically? Do you think it's natural to bend over and hold that position for so long so that I can see down your shirt? You've made it very clear that you enjoy dominating me, and I'm all for it."
Truth be told, Jaune enjoyed both of their displays of affection. He loved how submissive and controllable Weiss was. He loved the strong and domineering force that was Winter Schnee. He loved being that happy, neutral middle ground for both. That in part was why he was not only happy with dating both of them, but was determined to.
"Then why didn't you react at all?" Weiss wondered. "We thought, or at least I thought you were just being oblivious like how you always are."
"Always," he echoed. "You mean how I didn't notice how Pyrrha was interested in me back when I was seventeen?" Jaune shook his head sadly, remembering those final, fateful moments he'd spent with her all those years ago. "She kept those feelings hidden from me until she knew she was going to die. Yes, I missed the signs. You two, however, are about as subtle as a freight train."
Both girls glanced away, their faces tinted red, and not from sunburn either. Called out for their behavior, they could make no excuses. All that mattered now was how they would react to his proposition.
"Plus," he continued. "In case you've forgotten, I've been through some shit. I'm not the same goofy idiot I was back at Beacon. I'm not about to have some over-the-top reaction to stuff like Nora might. And besides, you like that about me now, don't you? You like how I've matured."
Weiss blushed guiltily, and Jaune knew why. He'd just used the 'M' word which she'd so suggestively purred back when they'd first reunited in the Ever After. He'd known since that moment that her opinion on him had changed. That it'd grown. Back then he'd been too focused on getting back home to care about it. He'd been far too damaged to even think about reciprocating those feelings. Now, however, despite still being damaged, he wanted to attempt to allow those feelings to grow.
He wanted to live and grow with both of them.
"Weiss, I like that you enjoy being submissive around me," he said to her softly. "I like treating you like a princess. If you want to be pampered and loved, that's okay. I'll do it. I'll be your knight in shining armor."
Her reaction was like that of a child being caught stealing from the cookie jar. Her kinks had been laid bare for everyone, her sister included, to see. A long time ago Jaune might have been more tactful, but years of dealing with the Ever After had taught him the all-important skill of not caring about what others thought.
He turned to Winter next. "And Winter. You like dominating me, don't you? That's fine too. I like it. It's really hot to have a girl who's smaller than me have her way with me. I'm into it, and I'm into you."
Winter glanced away, shielding her face with a hand, as if that would hide her embarrassment from him. No, the very act of doing so showed she was just as aware of her fetish being brought to light as Weiss was.
"So? What'll it be?" he asked. "Keep fighting each other? Or give everyone what they want?"
Winter was the first to meet his gaze. Some semblance of her discipline and confidence had returned when she peered into his deep-blue eyes with her own icy ones. "Is that even legal?"
"To date two people at once? Yes. Look, I was stuck by myself in the Ever After for years. Literal years. If you think I'm about to limit myself when two beautiful women are throwing themselves at me, you're very mistaken. I'm all about living my life to its fullest, and I want both of you in it."
He was being honest. Honest with himself, and honest towards them. The last thing he wanted was to be caught in the middle of a stupid love triangle. Jaune had heard about how many love interests Blake had throughout the years. There was a triangle with her, Yang, and Sun. The one with Yang and Adam. Sun and Ilia. It was all so stupid. So why not just lay his cards on the table and tell them exactly what he wanted and why?
Weiss nervously tapped a pair of fingers together. "Well that makes sense, yes, but still... what will other people think?"
What would they think? Jaune didn't care. He would prove it here and now.
Taking a step towards the two, Jaune placed a hand around Weiss' bare midriff, pulling her close. "Do you think I care what other people think? I don't. I only care about you."
Weiss' eyes widened, but she didn't pull away. She made no attempt to struggle or flee at all. "Oh... oh my..."
Not wanting to leave Winter out in the cold, he did the same with his left hand, pulling her close so now that both of the sisters were in his loving embrace.
"And you," he told her softly. "I'm making up for lost time. I can think of no better way to do it than with the two most beautiful sisters I've ever seen."
The warmth of two normally cold sisters radiated against his bare skin. They hadn't hesitated showing him affection, and Jaune wouldn't hesitate either. If they wanted him, they could have him. He wanted them too, and he would show it just as they had.
The only catch was, they had to share. He would not leave either of them heartbroken.
Weiss swallowed hard, gazing up at him longingly. "Prettier than Ruby and Yang?" she asked hopefully.
Jaune smiled and nodded. "Much, much prettier."
She smiled stupidly, and leaned her head forward to rest against his chest. Maybe it was to hide her embarrassment. Whatever the case, Weiss seemed content to be in his arms, even if she did so at the same time as her sister.
"You're really okay with this," Winter asked. "Not that I don't believe it. You are a male, after all. But to be so brazenly open about it in public..."
He understood her thinking. Of course a man like him would be perfectly fine with two women at the same time, but still, most men would at least show some sort of hesitation or shame on flaunting it in public like he was. Most men wouldn't dream about trying to score two sisters at the same time. Jaune on the other hand...
"Look, I'm too old for this shit. I had to endure a decade in a crazy fairy tale world, a bunch of suicidal pieces of paper, a lying cat who spoke in nothing but riddles, and crippling loneliness and isolation except for a guy and his sister who literally tried to kill me. And on top of all that? The world could end any day now. So, yeah. I don't care what anyone else thinks. Only about what you two do."
"This is true..." she admitted. "And this does seem to be a compromise, albeit one I never would have considered myself." Winter looked to her left at her sister, who was still basking in Jaune's loving embrace. "Weiss? What do you think?"
She lifted her head from his chest, and looked to her sister not in jealousy or competition, but with happiness and content on her face. "I mean... he's the Rusted Knight..." she answered dreamily. "Schnee's don't normally share, and if it were anyone else I would be opposed to it, but... I guess it would be alright if it was with you, Winter."
Winter smiled lovingly at her sister. Well at least the sibling spat between the two seemed to have been resolved.
"Yes, I recall reading The Girl Who Fell Through the World to you as a bedtime story on many occasions. You always did love the Rusted Knight more than any other character. He reminded us so much of our grand... father..."
With that final, drawn out word, the expression on Winter's face dropped. Weiss' smile faded as well. Both sisters slowly turned their heads up to regard Jaune, realization and horror dawning on both of their faces. His expression remained as stoic as ever.
"Look, I've got my fair share of issues too, and I'm not about to judge," he reassured them. "I've heard of daddy issues. If you've got grand daddy issues, then so be it. I still love and care for you both. I am starved for emotional and physical affection, and I'm not about to be picky. We'll all face our issues together."
"That's oddly comforting," Weiss said, a soft smile creeping onto her lips despite the disturbing context of the conversation. "Speaking as someone who's been starved of affection most of her life as well."
Winter nodded. "Agreed. And considering the only example of love and affection we experienced growing up was between our emotionally abusive and controlling father, and our alcoholic and emotionally distant mother, it's a wonder we're both not even more dysfunctional."
"While on the topic of dysfunction," Weiss interjected. "I do have one request."
Jaune nodded. "Sure. What's that?"
"Just... no threesomes. Okay?"
Truth be told, Jaune hadn't even considered it. However now that Weiss had broached the topic, his mind couldn't help but wander to the mental imagery of it. Still, the terms were more than agreeable.
"Disappointing, but understandable," he responded. "So then let's have some good, clean fun together. Would you both like to continue our date right now?"
The girls shared another look, and both nodded. And thus ended the petty competition for Jaune's love. Like with his extensive Aura, Jaune had plenty to share with both. He was an exceptionally damaged individual who absolutely craved love and affection. Years of isolation would do that to a person. Perhaps, however, the genuine care and emotion from these two beautiful young women would help to heal his heart and mind.
He would do his very best to help them as well. Both Weiss and Winter had been through a lot. If they wanted the fairy tale knight they'd both grown up with to be there to be their shield, then he would do his best to be that.
Jaune leaned down, shifting his head slightly before closing the distance with Weiss. She closed her eyes, and her head tilted up in anticipation.
He planted a gentle kiss on her perfect pink lips, and she moaned softly into his mouth. She had been first, after all. Both when it came to his affection for her back at Beacon, and hers for him when they'd reunited in the Ever After. It was only fair that she received the first kiss.
After lingering for a couple of seconds Jaune pulled back and turned his attention to Winter. Her teeth had sunk gently into her lower lip, but upon realizing it was her turn, she quickly readied herself for what was to come next.
Jaune leaned in and kissed her next. Unlike with Weiss, Winter didn't just stand there and accept it passively. She hungrily kissed him back, showing dominance in her actions just as Weiss displayed submissiveness in her lack of them.
When they'd parted, Jaune tightened his grasp on both their waists, holding them close as he looked out over the bright and sunny sands.
"Let's go have some fun," he smiled.
The trio intended to enjoy the rest of their day off together. Jaune didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but so long as he woke up in the middle of the two Schnee sisters, he knew that each day would begin with happiness.
Well. Wasn't that something?
Willow Schnee had been through a lot in her life. She'd been through a lot in the last several months. More than most.
In a single day, her home, her family business, even her husband, had all been taken from her. The last one on that list wasn't particularly stinging, but still, Jacques had been her husband. He'd been the father of her three children. Even with their difficult, abusive relationship, she'd felt a twinge of pain upon learning the news that he'd perished in Atlas. Still, she had to move on. Life had to move on. She had to keep moving forward.
In this case, moving forward meant lounging on a beach chair at The Oasis. Wearing a bathing suit, sun hat, and sunglasses, the matriarch of the Schnee family had been enjoying a relaxing day of tanning. At her side was a bucket filled with ice and a bottle of wine. No glass was necessary for the plans she had with it.
The attack of the Grimm hadn't worried her. After all, her two daughters had been there to handle it. Even if her oldest hadn't had magical powers, they would have been perfectly capable of fighting off the creature of darkness. As such, she hadn't moved from her spot on the sand, and watched the battle unfold in the distance as if she were watching a stage play.
Then she'd seen it. Seen them. Her two daughters, and that hunk of a man who she'd learned was Jaune Arc. The details were still fuzzy and a bit unbelievable to the woman, but he'd aged several years while he, her daughter, and their friends had been lost to them. To say that he was visually appealing would be an understatement, and apparently her daughters thought so as well.
Good taste ran in the family, as it turned out.
Alas, he was taken. Taken by both of them. Judging by how the three of them walked away together, with a daughter on each of his arms, the three had come to some sort of an arrangement when it came to a relationship. Good for them. All of them. In these trying times, things like love and affection were paramount. It may seem unusual to an outsider looking in, but if they were able to make it work then so be it. Willow wasn't about to judge them. Not when they'd found happiness.
If only she could too.
With a sigh, Willow reached into the bucket and grabbed her bottle of wine. Popping off the top, she drank several large gulps from it. After a satisfied gasp, she looked back to the trio as they began to splash and play in the water.
Her daughters had found happiness, and Whitley deserved that same positivity in his life. Maybe she could try setting him up with that nice Ruby girl. She was close friends with Weiss, after all. Things to ponder for later.
For now, however, she could only look on as she drank deep from her bottle. With a forlorn sigh, she idly shook the now half-empty bottle of wine, swirling its contents.
"If only there was a tall hunk of a man with blond hair and blue eyes for me," she lamented.
As if on cue, a shadow partially blocked out the sun, and Willow glanced up to see a tall, tanned man sporting a tattoo on his right arm standing above her. Wearing only dark blue swim trunks, his muscular body oozed sexiness and confidence in equal measure.
"Why hello there," mister tall, muscular and handsome said. "I don't think we've been formally introduced yet. My name is Taiyang Xiao Long. I'm Ruby and Yang's father."
Willow lowered her sunglasses to take in the sight of that toned, fit, and hot body of his. He put the pool boys back in Atlas to shame.
"Mister Xiao Long," she replied, still drinking in the sight of his bare beach body. "I'm Willow Schnee."
"I couldn't help but overhear what you said. I'm going to get straight to the point. I have two kids, am divorced, and widowed. It's nice to meet you."
Straight to the point. As a businesswoman, Willow could appreciate that he wasn't messing around or wasting time. He was upfront about his circumstances, and she would respond in kind.
"I'm an alcoholic, have three children, am recently widowed, and my home and company were destroyed in the fall of Atlas. Are you still interested?"
He wasn't perfect by any means, but Willow knew she wasn't either. People in her situation couldn't afford to be picky. The mere fact that a kind man whom she was at least somewhat familiar with due to her daughter's friendships was showing interest in her was more than good enough for her.
"I am," he smiled earnestly. "If you need a place to stay when this is all over, I own property on Patch. A cozy little rustic cabin. I'm a professor at Signal Academy and have a Huntsman license, so I'll have work too."
Okay, this just kept getting better and better. There was nothing more appealing than a financially stable man who owned his own home.
Willow sat upright in her beach chair. "Tenured?"
Taiyang winked. "You know it, sweetcheeks."
Standing up from her seat, Willow gestured for Tai to sit down. "Would you care to join me for a drink?"
He eyed the seat, then her, before he took the spot she'd previously been sitting in. "Uh, sure. But where are you going to sit?"
Without missing a beat, Willow sat down atop his lap, leaning her back against his chest. She took a swig of the wine bottle before glancing back to him and offering it up to his lips.
"The best seat in the house, of course."
Her daughters had found someone to make them happy. She was determined to find Whitley a partner as well. At the very least, her dear boy could have a strong male role model to look up to.
For right now, however, it was mama's turn to get a little bit of sugar. Taiyang Xiao Long would make a fine, emphasis on fine, provider of it.
Author's Note: No Domestic Girlfriend bullshit drama here! Jaune knows what he wants, and he goes for it. A welcome change to the usual 'Jaune is oblivious' trope in my view.
I toyed with the idea of extending this story, trying to brainstorm more ideas and scenes, but nothing seemed to work or catch my interest. So in the end it's best to end it here rather than needlessly extend the story with unnecessary bloat.
As for Willow and Taiyang, I ship it. Those two would be perfect for each other. Willow needs a loving and caring person in her life, while Tai needs a woman who isn't going to go and get herself killed. Neither of them are perfect, both of them come with baggage, and what can I say? I have a weakness for shipping Schnees with blondes.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this silly little idea. I had a lot of fun writing it. And in the end, all the Schnees lived happily ever after. Including Whitley with Ruby. Because why not?
As always, thanks for reading.