Next chapter, this one involving Pyrrha. The commissioner wanted Pyrrha, Yang, and Ruby to be in the same chapter, but the word length makes that kinda unfeasible. Oh well.

Speaking of, I mentioned before about doing my own NSFW fic. People have expressed interest in the idea of my own version of this fic. So reverse sexual morality with only women still being able to use Aura, but there would be some big differenes to this version.

For example, no/less drastic character changes. So Ruby is still a friendly dork instead of wanting to repopulate, Weiss is haughty but still heroic and ultimately a good person etc etc. The sexism would also be far more downscaled so men aren't treated as literal slaves in two of the four kingdoms. It's slanted towards women, but not to a dystopic level.

I'd also remove the plague aspect in the backstory, so there will be other male characters in the cast for Jaune to be friends with as fellow Support Students. I'm thinking Ren (joined to support Nora), Mercury (joined because it beat starving in the streets), and Cardin (joined because wrongly thinks he'll get a Huntress harem).

As for Jaune himself, the harem would consist of team RWBY and Pyrrha only. No MILFs, no Neo, and no Salem, but this should allow for more character focus and the sex to be more gentle femdom and consensual than compared to this fic.

What do you guys think? Does that sound interesting?

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Being with Blake felt...good. It was different compared to when he'd been with Neo. That morning was...it was amazing, but he also knew he didn't have much of a choice in the matter. Neo had snuck into his room, bypassing Beacon's staff and its numerous security systems, to have her fun. She wouldn't have been satisfied if he told her that he was flattered but wasn't interested.

Neither did Pyrrha.

Jaune shuddered at the memory of Pyrrha's hand grabbing him in class. She didn't even have to try. The Amazon had overpowered him so easily and treated him like he was nothing more than a toy. Granted, so did Neo, but it felt...different with her in a way he couldn't explain. Maybe it was hypocritical of him to think that considering how similar the two situations were, but it was how he felt.

"How is it?" Jaune asked nervously as he sat across from Blake. The two of them were tucked in a little corner of the cafeteria. It was late enough that there were only a handful of other students around. A few stole glances his way, though none of them got close once they caught sight of Blake. She had a reputation even from before Beacon of being a Social Justice Huntress, which she told him with a mix of pride and some embarrassment. Apparently, it cost her some friends who didn't quite share her views.

"It's good." Blake smiled softly and took another forkful of the tuna dish he'd cooked for her. Like any man, he was taught how to cook, clean, and look after the household. That's what his life would've been if he hadn't run away from home. Just stay in the house and take care of the kids while Cindy worked as a Huntress to support them both. He was sure that a lot of other men would've been satisfied with that life.

Not him.

"So, um...about what happened," Jaune started slowly.

Blake's eyes widened slightly and her cat ears twitched, "Is...Is there something wrong? Did I push too much? I might not have heard-"

"No, no! Everything was great." More than great. Even now he could still see her on her knees in front of him, mouth lovingly wrapped around the head of his cock as she used herself to pleasure him. His member twitched at the image and he coughed to focus back on the conversation, "It's just...well, I was surprised, that's all. Not a bad surprise! A good one. Like a surprise birthday party, you know?"

"A party? Well...I guess it was a celebration of some kind." Blake laughed under her breath.

"Yeah..." Jaune laughed back, "I was kinda shocked, especially when you wanted me to, uh, keep reading."

"It's one of my favorite book series." Blake's cheeks flushed, though she refused to look away.

"so you knew it was dirty." It wasn't accusatory. More curious than anything, "Is that your, uh...what I mean to say is-"

"I love to be dominated." Blake's cheeks were flushed, though she refused to look away. Jaune's face had turned similarly red, "And I know it's shameful. What self-respecting woman would let a man have so much control over them? Even here in Vale, it'd be seen as quirky at best. That's why I try not to tell people that. I hope you can keep it a secret?" She smirked.

"Of course." Jaune nodded just a bit too quickly. He'd never heard of or seen someone who wanted a man on top, but he supposed that it made sense that they existed. After all, he was a man who wanted more than being a house husband even though he was practically given a silver platter in life. A wife he could trust and he knew cared about him. A man could only be so lucky.

Thinking of Cindy made him feel guilty. The two of them hadn't done more than fleetingly hold hands before today. Sure, they hugged and kissed each other on the cheek, but that was familial. Expected. Going beyond that wasn't something they were supposed to do before marriage. Mom insisted on it and made it clear they'd be punished for breaking that cardinal rule.

Just another thing his family would be mad at him for...

Technically, he and Cindy weren't in a relationship. Mom said that they'd get married as soon as Cindy finished her training, but they didn't date or anything. He was confined to his home and he and Cindy were unofficially engaged for only a year before she had to take her apprenticeship. It wasn't romantic, but it was safe, and that was all his mom cared about for her little boy.

"Jaune, you okay? You're staring into space," Blake said.

"Huh? Oh no, just...it's nothing." He shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I just get stuck in my head sometimes. It happens." He brought a hand across his jaw. He wanted to ask her about Cindy, but he knew she wouldn't know why she was missing most of the day. They weren't even on the same team. Still, he needed to fill the awkward silence between them, "You, uh...have you..."

"Done this kind of thing before?"

"Yeah. If you don't mind me asking."

"No, it's fair considering what we just did." She took another bite of her tuna, "I've only ever been with one man before. Adam. He...well, I like to think we loved each other, but he was always so angry. He slipped through the cracks and was a slave to the Schnees for years. It broke him."

"Schnee? Wait, you mean-"

"Weiss? Yeah." She sneered, "I wanted to throttle her so bad when I saw her. I know it was her monstrous sister that did that to him, but she was happy to indulge. She thinks men are nothing more than her slaves. Sorry, 'servants'." She scoffed, "I just...I wish I could've done something for Adam, but he won't be satisfied till Atlas is burned to the ground. I'm right there with him, but I guess he decided he'd be better off on his own. Maybe he didn't want to drag me down with him. I don't know."

"And you two aren't..."

"Together? No. He made that clear." He didn't ask for further details. It was clearly personal, "I...well..." She trailed off. He fumbled for something else to say when he felt her foot slowly trail up his leg. Jaune jumped in his seat and blushed at the coy smile Blake him, "We could do it again? If you want, I mean."

"N-Now?" Her foot rubbed at his crotch.

"If you want."

"S-Sounds nice, but...I think I'm spent." Not true, but if he indulged now, he wouldn't get any sleep. And he needed a good rest considering what he planned to do tomorrow.

"Yeah, I get it." She laughed and took another forkful of tuna, her foot pulling back. He already missed its touch, "Just tell me if you're ever interested."

"Is that the only thing you're into? Being...dominated?" Even just saying it put a warm feeling in his gut.

"There are other things, but we can save those for later." She slowly and deliberately licked her lips.

Jaune laughed throatily and waited for Blake to finish her meal before they went back to their rooms. Having Blake next to him made him feel less paranoid about Weiss just jumping him in revenge. As good as he still felt for standing up to the spoiled heiress, he had the feeling that Weiss Schnee wasn't one for idle threats; and he'd just made sure that she had nothing but contempt for him.

He made sure to lock the doors and made a mental note to get better locks down in Vale. It'd also give him a chance to explore some more. He couldn't really do a lot of it during his week-long stay before Beacon. He'd spent all of his money just getting here and the rest went to staying at a motel and affording his necessities. Beacon students did get a weekly stipend, though; Support Students included.

That and they also had access to the Beacon armory. While the Huntresses came into school with their own personalized weapons, sometimes they could break or get lost. The armory was there for any replacement needs. Support Students were also allowed access. While they weren't expected to fight the Grimm, carrying a gun or a melee weapon to defend themselves was expected. The latter far less so given that they didn't have Aura. If a Grimm was in melee range, chances were that they were doomed regardless of what weapon they used.

Classes the next day were...awkward. Cindy was still gone, and while Blake's presence was comforting, Weiss and Pyrrha did little to help his mood. Weiss spent all day glaring at him when she wasn't taking notes in their shared classes while Pyrrha just...looked She didn't touch him, not even when she took the seat to his immediate side. Just kept on staring with an unreadable expression.

It was creepier than if she'd just molested him.

And then there was Ruby. She'd actually been very friendly. She smiled, laughed, and made casual conversation without making things weird...which was weird in and of itself. He hadn't known her that long, but even he could tell something was off about how she was acting. Yang's comments about Ruby 'not being as boy crazy as normal' only added to his nerves.

He tried to keep himself occupied with thoughts of finally getting a weapon. He had to make sure to arrive at a good time and make sure no one else was around, though. Not enough time had passed yet for his presence to be considered normal and he didn't want a Support Student - or gods forbid, one of the future Huntresses - trying to do something while he was looking for a weapon.

Classes passed by painfully slow. Thankfully, the last one for the day was a Support class, so he didn't have to worry about anyone from the teams hassling him. He went straight to his room, locked the door, and bided his time. The armory was open 24/7 though, for obvious reasons, most Huntresses wouldn't exactly be clamoring to use it past midnight.

It was half an hour past 12 when he finally stepped out. The halls were brightly lit as always, though now they were comfortingly empty. Jaune took a deep breath and stepped outside, making sure his scroll was kept close. Cindy still hadn't answered apart from an 'I'll explain later' message when he asked where she was and why she was gone. Any further messages and calls got no response.

Jaune sighed. What the heck was going on with her?

The only person there was a half-asleep receptionist on the table that had the registration form. The old woman - older than even Mom - just grunted as he took the form and signed his name before giving it to her. It was nice to be ignored for once.

He stepped inside and stopped when he saw that it wasn't as empty as he would've liked, "Jaune!" Ruby chirped, looking up from her mechanical monstrosity of a scythe. The thing looked like it could cleave him in half without even trying.

"Oh, h-hey Ruby." He forced a smile back.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just...looking for something I can use." He shrugged nervously, "You?"

"Taking care of my baby here!" She gestured proudly to the scythe lying on the table, "Crescent Rose is a work of beauty, but she needs a lot of maintenance to keep her topped up.

"Well...it does look impressive." He stepped closer and looked down at the customized weapon. Despite how nervous he felt, hearing Ruby talk about her weapon so proudly helped calm him down.

"Yep!" She started rattling off all about the specs and how long it took her to make. It was...nice. Her hands didn't wander and she didn't huff and puff about how she could protect him like some kind of weirdo.

A quarter of an hour later (and right when she was in the middle of explaining how her 'great auntie Maria' taught her how to use a scythe), her scroll rang, "Oh, shoot. I gotta pick up a package. See ya later, Jaune!" She folded up her scythe and ran out before he could reply.

Okay, that was...weird. A good weird. If only Ruby acted like that all the time, maybe he could see them being friends.

Shaking his head, Jaune looked up at the assorted weapons on the racks and cabinets. They were basic stuff. No mechashift and nothing customized. It was meant to be temporary replacements and for use with Support Students, after all. No sense in splurging.

He reached up and took the longsword from the rack. It was the most basic of basics, but he found himself drawn to it nonetheless. Female heroes in stories always used such complicated and 'elegant' weapons. The few male heroes he read about used swords. I guess they figured it was better to keep it simple.

He unsheathed the blade and looked at his reflection in the blade. It looked dramatic, but the fact that he'd get his butt kicked by any Huntress or Grimm kinda put a damper on that.

He was so busy looking at the blade that he didn't notice the pair of footsteps till they were right behind him.

"Hello again~" Jaune jumped up, the blade nearly falling from his hands, and turned around to see Pyrrha looking down at him with a beaming smile and half-shut eyes. Geez, she was tall...

"Pyrrha, hey..." He sheathed the sword and gulped. He suddenly wished Ruby hadn't left just yet. While the...energetic woman had personal space issues, she hadn't literally shoved her hands down to his cock in the middle of class.

"I didn't expect to see you here." She hummed, causing a chill to go down his spine, "Trying to find a weapon?"

"Yeah, I know I'm just a Support Student, but I figured that it wouldn't hurt."

Pyrrha hummed again and nodded, "That is sensible. A wife cannot always be there to protect her husband, after all. He must be capable of at least defending himself."

"Right..." The agreement did nothing to stifle his nerves, "So...why are you here? Doing some maintenance?"

"Oh no, I'm borrowing a weapon to train with. Amazon culture emphasizes being skilled in a multitude of weaponry. My Miló shifts from a Xiphos, rifle, and javelin as needed. I'm thinking perhaps an axe or a mace would be useful to get a refresher on."

"Sounds hard."

"It can be difficult, yes, but it also means that an Amazon is rarely ever caught truly helpless. We train our bodies and Auras to their limits."

"Right..." A bubbling wave of jealousy churned in his gut. He'd spent whatever time he could get away with pushing himself, but he knew it was nothing compared to even the weakest Huntress. Weiss had little muscle on her and yet she still pinned him down with just one dainty foot.

"It's good that you're training. You will make someone a very happy wife one day." She smiled. It did nothing to make him feel better.

"Thanks." The words had to be forced out. All he could see was her violating him. Despite his discomfort, he forced himself to ask, "Cinder's not here today either. Do you know why?"

"Yes. As her partner, I was informed of her unique circumstances."

"Could you...tell me why?"

"I suppose I could, though I was encouraged to not spread it around." She hummed again.

"...What do you want?" He knew it was stupid to ask, but he had to know.

"Turn around."

Jaune took a deep breath and did just that. He'd barely faced away from her before he was practically slammed into the table in front of him. Jaune let out a muffled shout of pain and used both hands to avoid being completely bent over, "What are you-" He bit his lower lip to keep from screaming when her powerful hand tore through - not pulled down, tore through - the zippers of his jeans and grabbed his cock.

It was just like back in the classroom only worse. While he didn't have to worry about anyone seeing (except maybe that half-asleep receptionist), that also meant that Pyrrha had no one to pull her back.

"Hm..." Rough, calloused fingers traced up his slowly hardening length. As scary and degrading as he found the situation to be, his body was still forced to react. Pyrrha was beautiful, and the smell of her sweat mixed with perfume made him lightheaded the same way Neo's scent did.

It didn't help that Pyrrha was clearly experienced. She hummed and sang casually as she held his shaft in a firm grip, "Very nice," she murmured. He barely heard her over the sound of his own heartbeat. Jaune panted and grabbed the table with shaky hands to keep from falling over, "You're very big. Bigger than most of them men our tribe captured. I'm sure your family is very proud of you."

"C-Captured?" he forced himself to ask.

"Of course." Her thumb flicked his cockhead and he nearly fell over, "Our tribe prides itself on capturing suitable men. Only the best and most worthy males deserve the honor of being our husbands. All unworthy ones are nothing more than breeding stock." She said it so casually and without a hint of shame. He was suddenly reminded of all the horror stories Mom told him about Mistral and Atlas, "My father was one such worthy man."

"He was your slave..."

"No. He was a husband." Her fingers slowly jacked him off. Gods, it felt so good, even though he knew it shouldn't. Her hand held his cock like she knew every inch of it, applying just the right amount of pressure after her first rough showing, "Just like you could be," she whispered, breath hot against his right ear, "Imagine it. A life of happiness and safety. All you need is to become mine."

"N-No..."

"Why not?" She didn't sound angry. In fact, she sounded amused, "Many would kill for the chance to belong to our tribe as a husband. You'll live in pleasure with me, and any I deem worthy to share your bed." That she deemed worthy. It was her choice, not his... "It's how it's always been. Father found himself driven to the heights of rapture under mother's care. It's a very enjoyable end."

"He died?!" Jaune screamed, feeling like he'd just been doused in cold water.

"Yes, there was some...complications." He couldn't see her face, but he could tell from the sounds of her voice that she was embarrassed. It would've been funny if she didn't have her hand wrapped around his dick, "The system works, it does, but sometimes people the other members of my tribe can get...overzealous. Mother had too much to drink that day and well...father went to the beyond happy."

"Your dad died because of Amazon sex!"

"And he was very happy for it!" Her grip around his cock tightened, though he couldn't tell if that was deliberate or unconscious due to her frustration, "I'm much more controlled than my mother is. You wouldn't be at risk of death or any sort of harm. As my husband, you will be treated well."

She jerked her hand up and down his shaft at a quicker pace now. Maybe she was trying to make a point about how good she would've been to him, "Think about it..." she whispered, breath low and rough, "I can already give you so much pleasure with just my hand. Imagine what else I can do for you with other parts of my body. My mouth, my pussy..." His cock twitched, "Oh, you like that?"

"N-No, just-"

"Don't lie to me," she said firmly, though the sensualness in her tone hadn't disappeared quite yet, "You love the idea of it. I know you do."

"Why me?" Jaune gritted his teeth, doing his utter best not to moan and make her think she was right, "You said y-you only go after- ah." She ran her thumb over his cockhead again, smearing pre against the rubbery tip, "Y-You said you only go after people you thought were worthy!"

"You are." She bit his ear with a surprising gentleness, "In all the time I've trained, you're the only man I've ever seen risk his life to enter a Huntress academy. It's a sheep going into a den of wolves expecting not to be eaten." She laughed softly, "Whether you're driven or foolish, I find that irresistible. You will be my husband and give me and any I deem worthy powerful children."

He wanted to push her off, to scream no, but both her overwhelming strength and his desire to know what was happening with Cinder kept him rooted to the spot.

Pyrrha's hand was jerking him at an overpowering speed now. Jaune stumbled and pressed his face flat against his arms, limbs splayed rigidly against the table's surface. Anyone walking in could hear them before they even saw them.

"You're so cute..." Pyrrha muttered, voice throaty with desire, "I can already imagine what it will be like when I take you home. I'll leave you broken with desire every day till you understand that your place is with me."

"I...don't want...that..."

"Yes. You do." His cock was slick was his pre-cum now and she used it to make her hand practically glide across the ten-inch length, "Think about it. You will want for nothing. You will be safe, pleasured, and the father of my children."

"I want to be free..."

"To do that?" Pyrrha scoffed, "To be in danger? To be married to a lesser woman?" Jaune shut his eyes tight. He was getting close, "No other woman can match an Amazon, Jaune, and I am peerless even among my tribe. As my husband, you will be the envy of men across Anima, perhaps even across Remnant. Why reject such an esteemed position to be a mere Supporter?"

"N-No..." He didn't want to be a Supporter. He wanted to be a hero.

"Your body tells me the truth. You want this, no matter how much you claim otherwise." She sounded so sure, so convinced that she was right, that he wanted to scream at her.

Instead, he could only shut his eyes tight as her handjob reached a crescendo and he came.

Jaune let out a shameful moan of pleasure before he found the strength to cover his mouth to muffle the sound. Pyrrha said nothing. One hand gripped his cock while the other was positioned under the tip to catch the ejaculated seed.

There was so much that she couldn't get all of it and some spilled onto the floor. Jaune gasped and heaved. His legs felt like jelly and it was only his propped-up arms that kept him from falling over completely.

Jaune clenched his hand shakily and turned around, moist cock still half hanging out of his pants, and propped himself up by his elbows. Pyrrha stood there in front of him and stared down at her semen-covered hand.

And then, without any fanfare, she stuck out her tongue and licked up his seed. The pink, wet muscle inched up her palm all the way up to her fingertips. Her lips sucked on the long digits for a moment before she pulled it away with an almost deafening pop.

"Thick and virile. I knew I made the right choice." Pyrrha looked down at him through half-lidded eyes, "You will be mine, Jaune."

"I...I'm already marrying Cinder. My family decided." He hated using Cindy like a shield, but Mom always told him that was the point of it. To scare away women like Pyrrha, "I can't be with you."

"There are ways of getting through that. A duel for your hand in marriage, perhaps."

"This is Vale, not Mistral. You can't do that." He stood up properly and ignored how his zipper was absolutely destroyed, "Just...tell me what you know about Cinder. You already got what you wanted."

"Fine. An Amazon is nothing without her honor." Pyrrha sighed, obviously disappointed. He doubted it'd be the last time she did something like this, "I wasn't given all the details, but from what I was told, Cinder's apprenticeship ended poorly. The Huntress she was assigned to is in critical condition after a severe beating. She's in a comatose state right now, and it's likely she'll never wake up."

"But...why would Cinder be in trouble for that? Shouldn't it be good that she survived whatever it was that attacked them?"

"You assume Cinder had nothing to do with it?" Jaune opened his mouth, but no words came, "I don't know how responsible she is, but from the way Cinder talked about her, she didn't much care for the woman she was assigned to. I doubt she defeated a full Huntress on her own - Cinder is no Amazon - but it's enough that the school is investigating the circumstances.

"That's..." He couldn't even imagine it. Did the school really think that Cinder beat a Huntress so badly that she got put into a coma?

"It's all I know. When Cinder returns, I'll discuss my desire to be your wife."

He was still too stunned to say anything as Pyrrha walked off, leaving him alone in the armory. What the heck was going on? Jaune shook his head and took the discarded sword on the floor. Maybe he could get some training done tomorrow while he waited for Cinder to. come back. Cause she would come back. They wouldn't have assigned her to a team if she was just gonna get expelled or something.

Jaune trudged through the halls at a sluggish pace. Beacon definitely wasn't anything like he expected it to be. He unlocked his door and crashed onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling blankly. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally. His eyes closed and he let out a tired breath. Some sleep would've been really good right now.

He was about to do just that when the sounds of shattering glass echoed throughout the room. Jaune's eyes snapped open at the sudden weight on his stomach and he saw Neo grinning down at him with her legs straddling his sides. This time she'd given up on wearing a disguise altogether, her pink and brown hair messy and her eyes hungry for something he already knew.

She was already prepared for it too. Her jacket was already unbuttoned, showing the expanse of milky skin, and the only thing she had on her lower half was a pair of pink lace panties that did nothing to hide how wet she already was.

"A-Ah, Neo, I'm kinda tired. Could we maybe-"

Something thin and wet landed on his face and blocked his sight. He barely pulled it away and realized it was her underwear when he looked up and saw her already-soaked pussy about to land on his face. Or more precisely, his mouth.

This was gonna be a long night...

Poor Jaune. I think I'm ending starting every ending author's note with that statement. Anyway, Pyrrha's done. Next chapter will be Yang and maybe Ruby on top if I can squeeze her in.

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Question:

1. So...what's everyone think of Pyrrha? She gets some more dialogue this chapter to show her viewpoint and...it's kind of a mix between Weiss and Ruby's worldview.

2. Same question as above. Would you be interested in my own version of this story?