Hey everyone!
first off to all of you who commented! Thank you all!
Q: Xerzo LotCN
Neo is such a cute tease…
A: I guess you'll just have to wait and see? :)
Q: Robbeeyy
This is getting more, and more, I wonder if Jaune will meet team RWBY, and JNPR?.
A: Team RWBY and Team JNPR in a RWBY fanfiction? …perish the thought! XD You read my review response about how I'm looking forward to Yang's chapter, right? ;)
Q: 0akarigan0
Tenias razón, Neo tiene mucha sed jajajaja. Las hermanas unidas asustan mucho al jefe de la mafia, por otro lado Jaune puede tranquilizarla de una manera muy efectiva.
Fue un capítulo muy interesante y que disfrute mucho. A pesar de ser un gigolo Jaune sigue siendo una buena persona y un excelente barman.
Magnífico trabajo espero con ansias el próximo capítulo muchas gracias.
A: Neo gets worse, actually. They ALL do! XD
Q: Asianman2 chapter 7 . 3h ago
If they don't want things to get weird, they better start knocking on... wood. lol
I have to commend Junior on that fast thinking. He's not a mob boss for nothing. Great job. I can't wait for the next update.
A: Oh, they will… although that makes it MORE likely for things to get weird :) Yep, Junior was on his A-game for sure!
Majin Othinus
Q: Read all 7 chapters once again. Forgot that Jaune has one more sister in this fic. So Joan's probably not blood related, or is she?Hyped for what's next to come.
Cheers from Philippines!
A: I assure you, despite Joan's questionable romantic tendencies, she is in fact Jaune's full-blood sister.
Onyx Gabriel, fictionelement777, Lighthopperhoop, BlueCore glad you're enjoying the story!
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
A\N - I don't own RWBY! Sadly...
BTW!
I have created a ko-fi account to help and support my hobby! If you want you can support me or just feeling generous so I can get the chapters out faster and maybe something more if anyone is interested so go and check it out! :) Ps - some new stories over there!.
ko-fi co m (slash) blueeyewhitewing56797
You will need to close the spaces on the below and write it into your browser.
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
Chapter 8: Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun…
The young Arc had recently awoken, fresh off of yet another busy night. As it had involved the same activities he'd engaged in regularly over the last few months, it'd become sort of routine for him.
Late mornings in The Club, before the crowds really started pouring in. Just helping out where he could, even asking Junior if he needed anything extra while Jaune was there. As far as the blonde boy was concerned, all he really did was serve drinks while making small talk with (and, after hours, sexing up) a certain subset of his clientele.
His boss had been quite enthusiastic about Jaune helping out- until that odd day a few weeks ago. It'd looked like someone had broken into Junior's office and trashed the place. He'd tried asking his fellow coworkers about it, and even the boss himself, only to receive the same response.
'It's fine, don't worry about it… and don't mention it to anyone!' Junior had insisted, sounding a bit frantic. Jaune's boss had passed the incident off as some silly misunderstanding that had been cleared up.
At the time the blonde teen had simply shrugged and started his shift, not interested in giving the odd situation much thought. After all, Jaune trusted his boss…
The situation with his new 'roommate' hadn't really changed all that much, the main difference being that some of his drawers now had some extra stuff inside. Jaune still wasn't sure if she'd literally moved in with him, all Neo had really added was some clothes and a few personal hygiene items. Oh, and there was this weird chest in his bedroom now. Jaune did notice her pull her parasol out of it on a few occasions. She'd even 'told' him not to open it, ever…
He wasn't curious about it, not at all…
You could say that Jaune had also had a very eye-opening experience recently. One of his clients from the bar had "rented" him for a few hours, like they had in the past.
The night had started out pleasantly enough, with the pair chatting idly about recent events in her life. Work stuff, her parents driving her insane, along with a few unusual encounters she'd had lately.
All interesting stuff he could understand, even chipping in a few follow-up questions from time to time- and then they'd gotten to the bedroom.
"Jaune, honey… is everything okay?" his date for the evening had questioned, eagerly waiting for him to make the first move.
"Y-Yeah… of course!" It wasn't, it wasn't AT ALL. For some strange, mind-boggling reason he couldn't… "feel" her. Well, he could… but he couldn't use his Semblance for some reason!
Which was all kinds of odd, since Jaune had definitely taken advantage of it earlier today. Neo had swung by the club while he was on break, desperate for a 'quickie'. It made him wonder, had he perhaps used it too much or something? 'No… it was far from the first time I've had to use it a few times a day…' Once again, his little ice cream lover could attest to that little fact.
Jaune gave up trying to flex his Semblance for the moment, frantically recalling his 'training' with Lisa. The techniques he'd learned from the reporter had proven very useful, allowing Jaune to (up until meeting Neo) always manage to please his customers relatively easily. Fortunately, his date that night had been more than adequately satisfied, deciding to cuddle with him after she was too tired to go on. She hadn't completely passed out on him (unlike the way Neo and the twins always ended up), simply basking in his presence.
Jaune didn't have any issues with that little request, Neo and Lisa had both proven to him how pleasant and calming just holding someone close like this was.
A few hours later Jaune finally found himself alone with his thoughts, his "date" having paid and left his home.
The same lingering thought kept creeping up, the issue all too pressing, had he lost his Semblance? Overused it somehow? Had holding back while using it made it fade away? Was any of that even possible? The very worst part was that Jaune didn't even have any way of checking one way or the other!
While he was busy, deep in thought, the blonde teen suddenly felt a poke on his shoulder that made him startle. Glancing to the side, he noticed that his "roommate" had returned from her work and was smiling at him.
"You know you could say you're home… and not almost give me a heart attack…" Jaune groaned to the young woman, trying to make a point.
She opened her mouth, he assumed to apologize, only to smirk a second later and wink at him.
'Damn it… still can't trick her…' he groused silently. Jaune had continued trying to make the small beauty slip up and speak- but no matter what he came up with, she still refused to break.
Screw becoming a huntsman, THIS was his real challenge!
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
The next morning came, it was time for Jaune to head back to his "day job". He didn't really have much to do at home when there were no appointments for "The Golden Sword", those were typically much later in the day. Plus, Neo wasn't around all that much in the morning. She typically woke up and left before him.
Jaune loved spending his idle time at the club, helping out or just relaxing before his shift began. Call him a workaholic if you want, but when you liked your job it started to feel like a second home and your coworkers like family! …which seriously made things a lot weirder, when the blonde remembered what he and the twins had been up to… Oh wow, now Jaune just HAD to recall that two of his real sisters were actually identical twins, this analogy kept getting worse all the time!
His eyes instantly spotted an extraordinarily stylish man sitting and drinking inside the VIP area, he looked very conflicted about something. Next to him was a petite, ice cream colored woman who was petting his back comfortingly.
"Hey! Roman!" Jaune greeted enthusiastically, approaching the pair. Although he usually saw Neo every day, she was often sleeping with him (in both senses of the word). Although Jaune did see Roman a few times a week at the club, he could hardly quit in the middle of his shift to go talk to the man.
"Oh, hey kid… how's it-" the orangette began, turning his head to see Neo already hugging and kissing the blonde teen like she hadn't seen him in weeks. Which, of course, the older man knew was definitely not the case. "-going? …you know you could give me a warning next time, I really don't need to see that…"
Jaune could only glance to the side in embarrassment, all while Neo was literally hanging from his neck with a love-struck expression on her pretty face. "Sorry Roman, Neo is just really affectionate… You know, you could always ask HER to warn you…"
The older thief could only chuckle in response, staring at the pair. "Affectionate… yeah, that's it…" How could he break it to the clueless boy that his innocent angel was in fact a completely different person when he wasn't around? Well, he couldn't… not without losing something very important if he tried to, anyway.
And explaining the fundamental problem with Jaune's suggestion that she 'tell' Roman? Yeah… that was a SERIOUSLY bad idea, at least if the ever-so-subtle glare his partner in crime was giving him was anything to go by.
"Sorry Kid… I'm staying out of this little lover's spat…" he declared. Jaune sighed in defeat, Neo grinning widely and returning to hugging and kissing her… boy toy/husband? Roman wasn't really sure what they were… and he was perfectly happy with not finding out.
"Fine… but I did want to talk to you…" Jaune stared at the orange-haired man. "You know, about what we discussed before?"
"Befo- oh!" The older man seemed to catch on pretty quick, he glanced at his partner. "Sorry Neo, mind giving us a sec?"
Neo took a moment to consider Roman's words, then glanced at the blonde in her arms.
"It's just a little something we discussed in the past… you may as well start on that little job I told you about…" the older man explained, waiting patiently for a few seconds before the small woman nodded back at him.
Both of them understood what was on the line.
Neo gave Jaune one last, deep kiss- before goosing his package and walking away from the two men. She made certain to glance back, giving Jaune a small wave before stalking away, hips swaying hypnotically.
…
Now alone, Jaune turned to the older man before sliding in next to him in the seat that Neo had occupied minutes earlier. "Sorry about that… are you sure she won't wander back and hear this?" the young blonde asked, glancing around nervously.
"It's okay kid, I have it on good authority that she'd prefer not to annoy you…" Roman chuckled good-naturedly, lighting a smoke and taking a long puff of it before looking at the boy.
"Really? Why would you think that?" the perpetually-clueless blonde asked, clearly not understanding the situation he was in.
"Just trust me on that…" Roman sighed, before focusing on the issue at hand. "So… about that thing we talked about… you learn anything new?" the gentleman thief asked, sounding a bit interested. It wasn't every day that he got to deal with this kind of Semblance.
"Nothing too big… but, last night, when I… um…" Jaune trailed off, finding himself a bit flustered at the prospect of mentioning the circumstances he'd found himself in previously.
"Jaune… we're both big boys here… Just say you had a client over, or that you were working overtime…" The older man smirked. "No reason to go into details… unless, of course, you feel like bragging."
"N-No, I don't! …it's just that I had a bit of an… issue, while we were-" the young blonde began to explain, Roman placing a hand on Jaune's shoulder to shut him off.
"S-Shit… are you… it's okay!" the thief yelped, trying to reassure both the Arc and himself. "It's okay… we just need to make sure you can still preform for Neo…" Roman squealed, sounded a bit panicked. He didn't want to have to deal with an angry Neo, not if she'd potentially lost her very favorite boy.
"Um… Roman… I can still 'work' just fine… that's not the issue" Jaune swore, annoyed at the orange-haired man's insinuation.
"Of course you can!" Roman exclaimed, sounding both downright relieved and still skeptical.
"It's about my Semblance… I tried using it last night… while I was working overtime…" the blonde teen began, describing the encounter with his last client and how he'd underperformed during it.
…
Roman simply sat there silently, his cigar having gone out, as Jaune finished with his recollections.
"Okay… so, let me get this straight… All the equipment worked just fine, right? No issues there?" he asked once more.
"Roman… for the fourth time, yes… THAT wasn't the issue…"
"Good… okay… so, at least we've got that out of the way…" The older thief could now relax, taking a deep breath and relighting his smoke.
"What about my actual problem?"
"Mmm?" Roman fished out his lighter before glancing at the blonde. "Oh, that? Yeah, that's an easy one… you just landed on a civvy this time…"
"…a what?" Jaune was sure he'd never heard that name before, he tried to wrack his brain for a clue.
"A civvy, kid… A person with a locked Aura and no training… You know, a civilian?" the older man clarified.
"No Aura? You sure?"
"Well, come on, EVERYONE has Aura- except the Grimm. It's just that almost everyone's Aura is locked. Yours was too when we first met, remember? If you take into account that you could "feel" both me and Neo… and not this chick… and that you can still "feel" me right now… Well, it's pretty damn obvious…" Roman suddenly considered something else. "She wasn't a Faunus, right?"
"A Faunus? No, definitely not…" Jaune had pretty much looked and felt up her entire body, from top to bottom, there was no way he would have missed something like that!
"Mmm… well, that only proves my point…" Roman crowed, looking awfully proud of himself as he stared at the young Arc. "It COULD also mean that your Semblance only works on humans and not on Faunus… you may want to look into that when you have the chance" Roman laughed, amused at how embarrassed the blonde had gotten.
It brought a smile to his face, and that was a very welcome change of pace considering the most pressing issue he was currently facing.
X-=-=-=-=-X
The orange-haired thief left The Club, his talk with Jaune having concluded. Roman had also had a little chat with Junior about the latest job he was working on, at least that had gone pretty well too. The thief had a sour expression on his face, feeling very unenthusiastic about his next appointment. Even Roman's trusty smokes couldn't help him relax in the slightest, not with what HE was about to face.
Even with Neo staying hidden close by, no one would be excited to deal with someone who could potentially end their life on a whim.
The location was set ahead of time, one of their typical meeting places. Roman had been instructed to drop by, with a subtle warning to not be late.
As soon as the thief entered, he noticed a few figures already inside. First there was a green-haired bitch waiting idly, glaring at him like she wanted nothing more than to shoot him down.
A cocky-looking gray-haired asshole stood off to the side, the assassin currently picturing in his head how easy it would be to kill the gentleman thief if he stepped out of line.
Honestly, Roman was used to dealing with these types of two-bit morons. Criminals that thought they were hot shit, just because they were a little stronger than the common thugs that scurried around the city's alleyways. The truth was that, even put together, they were nowhere near his level. Roman was an honest-to-Oum Beacon alumni (and had been a veteran huntsman, before he'd become disillusioned and "gone rogue"), even if Ozpin would never admit such in public ever again.
No… the REAL threat that kept him in line (and awake at night) was the dark-haired woman who smirked devilishly as soon as she spotted him.
"Roman…" she purred in greeting. "…so glad that you could make time to meet with me…"
The older man simply smiled confidently, striding forward towards his current 'employer'. "Of course! Cinder, you know how I like to keep busy!"
X-=-=-=-=-X
A few hours later and, in The Club, it was already rush hour. People came pouring in for another night of dancing and drinks.
Jaune was currently busy doing what he always did, serving alcohol and talking with as many customers as he could. Laughing at bad jokes, giving the people he was serving all of his attention, the usual.
Beyond the many drinkers the blonde boy was indulging, a pair of eyes stared at him intently above a tiny smile.
"Miltia… like, are you listening to me?"
The red-clad twin briefly diverted her gaze to her sister, before answering in the most monotone voice there ever was, "…of course I am. Now, if you could just move your head a LITTLE to the left…"
Melanie sighed in annoyance, turning around to stare at the handsome blonde bartender with a smile on his face. He looked so innocent and adorable… rushing from one side of the bar to the other, making orders, fending off a few female patrons trying to cop a feel. 'Fuck… he still looks so innocent, like, even after everything he's done to us…' Melanie couldn't help but muse. Her thighs rubbed together for a moment, the pretty noirette already craving her next serving of Kielbasa.
"Shit, I need to dominate him… and fast…" her sister growled, drawing an annoyed look from Melanie.
"Really? Because, from what 'I' could see, you were perfectly fine with him taking the lead last time…" the white-clad sister groused, drawing her twin's annoyed gaze.
"Like you were any better…" Miltia swiped back, her focus now firmly back on her sister.
…
The two sighed before returning to their serious talk.
"Now, where were we?" Melanie asked, even if they both remembered quite well.
"We were talking about our "turns" with blondie over there- by the way, I'm going first…"
Melanie's eyebrow rose in response, "excuse me?"
"You heard me… like, I don't need to see your saggy tits flopping around while I'm getting busy" Miltia declared, the whole situation looking increasingly fucked up the more she thought about a threesome with her damn twin sister.
"This! This is what I'm talking about!" Melanie groaned, pointing at the table between them. "If we want to make this… solution work, then we need to make sure not to get in each other's way!" she growled, glaring at her sister. "…and, like, don't think I'm going to ignore that comment about my tits…"
"So, what's the big deal? In the future, we both have him at different times or days. There, problem solved!" Miltia scoffed, resting her chin on the palm of her hand.
"You know that's not the only issue…"
"So, it's really about the little psychopath then…" Miltia looked away in frustration, recalling how Neo had them both by the balls. She'd even had the nerve to throw it in their faces. The twins knew all about that little "quicky" she'd snuck in earlier!
"Obviously… and, like, that doesn't even include all the other skanks lining up for him…" Melanie scoffed. Just thinking about the number of "regulars" Jaune had acquired left her feeling pretty annoyed, those sluts needed to back off!
"Think about how bad it would be if Jaune quit being a bartender…" her sister mused idly.
They both giggled at the idea, there was just no way he was going to quit. Say what you would about him, the young Arc loved his day job and wouldn't trade it for anything!
The only thing he might want more than that was to become a huntsman… and that wasn't an option, not with his skills- according to him, anyway.
Both sisters got a fantastic little idea, they both stared at each other with a smile.
"I think- like- I've got a great idea on how to make sure he keeps his eyes on US, instead of those skanks…" Miltia crowed.
"Like, what a coincidence… I've got a great way for US to dominate HIM this time around…" Melanie added, her smile positively predatory.
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
He was doing it again-
No, that wasn't right… he wasn't doing that, he was doing HER again.
"Oh Brothers! Fu-fuck!" The loud shrieks filling the bedroom sounded exactly like Neo's last recording of her. Moaning like a bitch in heat, her ass sticking out. Jaune kept pounding her like there was no tomorrow, the minutes practically flying by.
…
Neo had just finished with Roman and the pyromaniac that had 'convinced' them to work for her. The multi-colored woman wasn't any happier about that than her partner was.
Normally, she and Roman would have just ignored the uppity little bitch. Roman would have taken the high road, given her the old brushoff, and then Neo would have killed her before the pair moved on to something else. But seeing as that wasn't exactly an option at the moment (not if both her and Roman wanted to keep breathing), the only thing they could do was dance as she pulled their strings.
The orange-haired thief coped with things the way he usually dealt with all stressful shit… he smoked. A lot more than he usually did, too!
Neo wasn't a fan of the smoke, or the smell. But if it helped Roman keep it together, she'd put up with it…
Herself, on the other hand? She had a better way to deal with the stress… and it didn't involve ice cream- well… it did, but only on occasion…
As soon as Neo had finished with her 'work' for the night, she instantly teleported home to meet up with her favorite blonde/future husband. A nice, long session with him would be simply the perfect way to make her forget about all her worries and clear her mind.
To Neo's mild surprise she had found him currently chatting with someone in their living room, her possessive streak urging the cute assassin to simply pop up next to him and stake her claim. But, her more curious side wanted to wait and see how things unfolded.
Especially when it was not just one, but both twins who were currently talking to him.
The red skank was sitting on Jaune's right, with the white bitch to his left. Both girls flanked him, mischievous smiles on their faces.
'Oh? Are they finally going to try and double team him?' Neo smirked, already readying her scroll to record the event. Even with the advantage, she doubted that it was going to work out for the twins. Not with how loudly her man had made them scream before. The only thing it would accomplish was to make Jaune seem even more impressive… and the twins look like perverted freaks.
Neo moved closer, eavesdropping just as her Jaune started talking again.
"Y-You want to… what?" he asked, apparently confused about something.
"I said, like, we wanted to train with you" Melanie repeated with a smile, leaning a little closer to his shoulder.
"Okay? And by train, you mean-" the blonde boy replied, still unsure exactly what they were implying. Especially considering how… intimate he and both sisters had gotten lately.
"We really mean train- and I'm glad to see you can't stay away from me…" Melanie teased, brushing her leg along his and playfully rubbing his chest with a smile upon her face.
"She means us, obviously…" Miltia chimed in, adding her own touches as she grinned. "I do recall that you told us that you wanted to be a huntsman before… right?"
"Um, yeah… but isn't it too late for me-" the blonde mumbled, before he was cut off.
"It's never too late, like, not if you just focus on getting stronger… So? What do you say?" asked Melanie.
The blonde teen took a second to consider the offer. It was a good one, that was for sure! The only issue he had was… what came after?
Would he need to quit his new job? Say goodbye to his boss and the girls?
Jaune cleared his mind, closing his eyes. He was probably REALLY overthinking this, this wasn't a simple binary decision! It wasn't a choice between pursuing his original dream of becoming a huntsman and abandoning his new life, or turning the girls down and sticking with the bar. Hell, it's not like the twins were huntresses themselves, let alone professors. It was like Melanie had said, there was nothing wrong if he simply wanted to become stronger, right? One thing was for sure, the sisters may not be huntresses but they could still kick his ass eight ways to Sunday… blindfolded!
…
A few minutes later found Jaune being dragged by the hand, courtesy of Melanie. She was ready to, in her own words, "seal the deal". The white-clad twin entered the bedroom first, pulling the boy along with her.
She was on him almost instantly, kissing Jaune hungrily and finding his taste comforting- addicting, even.
His warm hands sensuously rubbed her sides, Jaune's left palm drifting down to the small of her back- while his right slid up to Melanie's neck and her sweet spot.
'It's not fair… like, every place is sensitive when HE'S involved…' the girl moaned silently. A pleasant fog filled her head, making it so much harder to focus on anything besides the handsome blonde cradling her.
The young Arc was actively using his Semblance on Melanie, making sure to turn up the power with every flick of his wrist. He could already see the effect it was having, the girl barely able to stand up straight.
Jaune had to seriously test Roman's theory… but, that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the experience.
…
The pair lounged on the bed, Jaune busily working Melanie over like a man possessed. He trailed kisses along every part of her body, periodically flexing his Semblance to make her jump and shudder time after time.
The room was filled with the woman's loud moans, Melanie finding herself bouncing atop the blonde man. Jaune had easily dominated the notoriously aggressive female, even more quickly than before.
His pace was strong, fast, confident. Jaune kept hilting inside of her as deeply as he could, never once slowing down- let alone stopping. The Arc felt more than a little invigorated after being kicked around by Melanie and her sister, his latent frustrations boiling over into his lovemaking.
The blonde's eyes narrowed and he slapped Melanie ass, earning a high-pitched yelp of surprise before Jaune started hammering her body even more vigorously than before. He kept going for a few minutes more, the girl's nails digging into his chest with huntress-class strength, Jaune's Aura sparking wildly.
Even with the protection he could still feel the tingle of it, that was how much stronger she was than him.
Suddenly, the blonde caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He glanced in that direction, already expecting to see Neo (the freaky little voyeur). But, to his shock, it was someone he hadn't expected at all.
"M- Miltia?" he stammered, freezing up. Jaune stared at the twin he wasn't currently inside of, even as her nude sister was lazily draped over his chest. Melanie's arms hung limply from his chiseled shoulders, her breathing deep and wheezing, the girl clearly exhausted.
"Y-Yeah… still here…" the only twin currently still able to speak groaned, looked away with a bit of color on her face. "So, like, are you done with her already?... I think it's time I got my fair share…"
Jaune blinked a few seconds, glancing down to the sister he was still inside. She looked pretty spent- almost out of it, really. He COULD continue, make sure she was completely down for the count… BUT, he had this nagging worry, what if he ended up not have enough energy left for Miltia?
Jaune simply nodded, pulling himself out of Melanie. The girl whimpered for a moment, already missing the wondrous sensation of being filled, unable to truly protest.
Jaune laid her on the bed gently, before glancing at her twin sister. "Okay, just give me a second to get cleaned up-" he conceded, getting up and moving towards the shower. Miltia grabbed his arm, halting the blonde in his tracks.
"I-It's fine…" Miltia stammered, fidgeting in place, barely holding herself back at this point. "You don't n-need to do that…"
The blonde boy simply stared at her- then glancing discreetly at his still-throbbing, extremely lubricated member (he was obviously still good to go). "Alright, then we should at least go to the living room and let your sister res-" Jaune suggested, his words cut off when the red-clad sister suddenly started stripping. She laid down on the bed next to her sister.
"I can't wait anymore! I-I need you… like, now!" Miltia screeched. Her legs snapped open, the twin's dripping slit revealed to the world.
Jaune swallowed hard, sliding into place between her legs. He found the sweet smell nearly overpowering, the blonde simply staring intently at her wet flower.
"J-Jaune? What are you waiting for?" she moaned, fidgeting in place, her juices starting to stain his sheets.
'Did watching me and her sister going at it turn her on?' the blonde mused, it seemed like the most obvious answer.
He grabbed both of Miltia's legs, pinning them in place, preventing her from moving. She struggled desperately to break his hold, but a quick application of his Semblance saw her strength sapped… and replaced by more delirious passion.
"Jaune… p-please… I can't- AH!" Miltia's soft whining fell on deaf ears, a sudden warmth hitting her entrance and washing over her chest.
"Ohhh…" the girl groaned, shuddering in place, as he flicked her slit with his tongue. Jaune gave her no time to rest, assaulting her relentlessly.
"FUCKKKK!" she shrieked, her loud moans echoing throughout the room. The two descended into their own little world… never noticing a pair of eyes watching them intently, a lustful smirk accompanying them.
….
Jaune maintained a steady pace, never once slowing down or stopping for anything. Miltia's sweet moans and shrieks filled his ears, the sounds strong despite being muffled by the pillow she was biting.
She hugged the thing for dear life, as the blonde plowed her like the back forty. Say what you want about the number of women he'd slept with… Jaune still marveled at the perfect form revealed to him.
Her shapely ass was pointed up, giving him easy access to her pert cheeks, Miltia's back was arched, her head buried in his pillow. She bit the stuffing, trying to stop herself from being too loud (and failing miserably).
The young Arc suddenly felt something brush against his arm, being so hyper-focused upon one customer… he'd failed to notice the other. Melanie had apparently regained consciousness, having crawled up right next to him.
"Wow… never thought I'd see something like this…" Melanie whispered in the blonde boy's ear. She kissed him passionately, moaning gently as her rock-hard nipples brushed against his bicep and well-muscled chest.
"M-Mmm… M-Melanie, I-" Jaune barely utter a word before both her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him into another breathtaking kiss.
"H-Hey!" screeched Miltia underneath him. "What do y-you think you're d-doing?" she asked brokenly, trying to sound indignant but coming across as plain addled instead.
"Mmm- taking my share- mmm, ah- what does it look like?" Melanie answered in between jamming her tongue down the blonde boy's throat, never taking her eyes off of him.
"I'm, l-like… n-not do-done! F-fuck!" Miltia replied, Jaune's motions never pausing (and driving her mad).
"I wasn't- mmm- done either… But, like, you still stole m-my- ahhh- turn when I was taking a breather…" the twin responded, a bit more heat in her tone.
Jaune glanced between the twins, certain that Miltia was ready to disentangle herself from him at any moment for what would no doubt be an epic cat-fight. Just waiting for that to happen was a terrible idea! But, the young Arc wasn't sure what to do!
Had he made a mistake? Obviously… but how was he going to fix it?
Talk to them, make them calm down?
Volunteer to be the scapegoat and accept the blame himself?
Simply apologize?
Jaune wasn't sure… but, there was one saving grace. The simple fact was that the twins hadn't stopped yet, for the moment, they had kept going.
'Maybe I can…' the thought shot through his mind, the Arc's body simply moving before he could properly think things through.
Jaune slammed his hips into Miltia's body, his hand rubbing Melanie's pussy. The Arc applied his Semblance a bit more heavily than usual, focusing on both girl's Auras. The results were explosive, both twins' words cutting off immediately.
Melanie started shaking violently, her eyes rolling up. She hugged Jaune's arm in a death-grip, her body convulsing steadily.
Her sister, on the other hand, was slammed over and over from behind. Miltia found herself unable to do anything except take it all, her mouth open and drooling. Her tongue hung out limply, the girl mumbling gibberish.
'It worked?!' Jaune couldn't believe it, this was almost too good to be true. 'But, if that did the trick… what if I went further?' he mused. The blonde swallowed hard, then growled, "Stop fighting…"
The girls didn't respond at first, seemingly in their own little worlds. After what felt like an eternity, they finally replied.
"Y-Yes…" Melanie agreed easily, the first one to speak (in between kissing the blonde bartender and offering him better access to her body).
"Yesss… ohh…" her twin managed to moan out, if just barely.
Jaune simply smiled, happy to have prevented a fight. He closed his eyes and deepened his kiss with Melanie, slapping her sister's ass and making it ripple. Both girls responded instantly, Miltia glancing back at her lover with hearts in her eyes.
The blonde boy doubled his pace, pumping his hips one final time and burying himself deep inside the girl. Jaune could hear Miltia giggle deliriously as he filled his condom, she sounded like her head was spinning.
A weak pull on his neck spurred him to glance to the side, revealing Melanie's mask of naked desperation. "J-Jaune… like, I-I can't wait anymore…" she whined, her eyes tearing up.
Jaune pulled his fingers out of her pussy and slapped one of her ass cheeks, the sister yelping in excitement. "I guess I need to fix that…" he responded kindly, tugging her into place above her sister before sliding on a fresh condom and sheathing himself inside her cunt.
"Oh! B-Brothers!" Melanie screamed, inspiring the blonde teen as he continued to pound her on top of her own (very naked) twin sister.
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
Several months had passed since Jaune's "appointment" with the twins. He had gotten to train with them, as they'd promised, and he'd gotten stronger (even if it was just a little).
The lessons mostly involved him being instructed to observe them for a few minutes, then it was his turn to get smacked around by one of them. After that the twins would point out his mistakes, then explain what to focus on for next time (or when he practiced alone).
If the blonde was being honest, it kind of seemed like the girls were a little TOO happy to knock him around… all while they tried to pass it off as a valuable learning experience.
It didn't really hurt his pride… not when he could so easily get back at them for it in the bedroom afterwards. He couldn't help but wonder… was that what they wanted all along? Did they deliberately smack him around in the sparring ring, just so he could return the favor when he was balls-deep inside of them?
Jaune was currently busy serving some drinks to his regulars, glancing around the club. How odd, it was actually even busier than usual with a bunch of new people walking around. Music was blaring in the background, flashing lights helping him feel at home with all the time he'd spent inside The Club.
He spotted one of the new people walking up to the bar, they leaned on the counter and stared at him.
"Hey there! What can I get you?" Jaune asked, staring into the lavender eyes of the busty blonde smiling at him.
"Strawberry Sunrise, no ice… Oh! …and one of those little umbrellas!" she replied with a cute, confident smile. "By the way, is Junior in? I've got some business with him."
X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X
And that's another chapter done!
Don't forget to tell me what you think!
-X-
ko-fi com (slash) blueeyewhitewing56797
You will need to close the spaces on the below and write it into your browser.
Chapter uploaded on August 14.