An smiled as her class came to an end.
Willow had started out somewhat awkwardly, but she was able to keep up with the others throughout all the stances, and it seemed that the elder Schnee was opening up to Kali and Summer.
"You have children at Beacon?" She asked the silver eyed woman. Willow was familiar with the Belladonnas, who were often at the opposite end of the public and private disputes with the Schnees, though the two wives didn't seem to be bothered by their husband's enmity.
"Two, actually." Summer said. " Ruby and Yang, they're both juniors."
Willow's eyes widened in recognition. "I… I think Weiss might have mentioned them." She said, a hint of sadness. " She doesn't tell me much about her school life… or, anything, really."
Summer's smile never dimmed. "Well, then, we'll just have to get you up to speed."
Kali chuckled as well. "Glynda's a teacher there." She added helpfully. " Got any new gossip to share?"
Glynda rolled her eyes. " Your children are all doing well in my class." She said dryly. "Beyond that I can't say."
Summer laughed. "'Doing well', she says. Ruby was over the moon when she outscored Weiss on your test last week."
It had been a 100 vs a 99.
Summer then went on to explain that Ruby looked up to Weiss but also seemed to get on her nerves, and that the crimsonette had a one sided rivalry with the older girl, at least in math and science.
Willow remembered the foul mood Weiss had been on Friday night and felt that the rivalry may not have been as one sided as Summer thought.
She seemed delighted to become friends with the other women and to know that their children were friends with hers.
Most of the rest of the class had already filtered out, and Willow looked nervously at the door. "I suppose you all need to be going now."
An waved her concerns away. "We still have so much to talk about. Besides, the sauna here is divine and a wonderful way to relax the muscles after a workout. Isn't that right girls?"
Kali, Summer, and even Glynda, after some prompting, nodded, and the group made their way to the locker room.
At first Willow was nervous to strip down, but as she did so she noticed the looks she was getting were appreciative, not envious. Willow wasn't quite as toned as the others, but she had gotten quite fit, and while her D-cup breasts were impressive they were matched by Kali's and dwarfed by Glynda's G-cups. Even Summer's C-cups and An's B-cups had a surprising amount of perk left in them, and the rest of their bodies certainly didn't disappoint.
"An does good work." Kali said warmly, slipping into a towel. Willow relaxed even more. She was so used to being seen as the lush, the socialite, the trophy wife- it was actually reassuring to be surrounded by women as good looking or better looking than her who took her and themselves seriously. By the time the group made their way into the sauna she was as giddy as a school girl.
She enjoyed how everyone's eyes were on them as they made their way into the hot room, with a few men who looked almost cooked declining to leave their seats, but even more than that she enjoyed learning endless tidbits about her younger daughter's life. Who her closest friends were (Yang, Blake and Pyrrha), how she performed in school (she and An's son Lie were competing for the top spot in their class), who she was dating (a young man by the name of Neptune who she had been smitten with for years).
"Yang actually had a fling with Neptune back in freshman year." Summer said offhandedly.
Willow's eyes widened. " Do tell." She asked eagerly.
Summer giggled. "It's not much of a story really. He asked her out, she gave him a chance, wasn't into him and dumped him in two weeks flat. I think that was when she and Weiss became friends, oddly enough."
"Do either of your girls have a sweetheart?" Willow asked curiously.
Kali grinned while Summer's smile dimmed. " Not really. Yang… " she hesitated. " Yang's popular, but she's never clicked with anyone she's dated. Ruby's got a boy she's been joined at the hip with for ages, but they aren't doing anything." Summer said. "The only other boy she spends any time around has his own satellite."
An sighed. "If I have to see the look on Nora's face when she explains that she and Lie aren't 'together-together' one more time I'm going to have to shake some sense into him. Honestly, what is wrong with boys their age?"
Kali chuckled. "That entire friend group is just a big ball of unresolved sexual tension. Who needs soap operas when you've got kids?"
Glynda rolled her eyes, resolutely ignoring the whole conversation.
"My Blake has her own issues." Kali said. " She's always been drawn to… well, bad boys. There was an older boy in Menagerie a few years back that Ghira and I didn't approve of, but moving put a stop to that. At Beacon, it's pretty much always been Sun Wukong- a monkey Faunus on the basketball team with Neptune. He's a bit of a troublemaker but he's a good kid, and he's always been sweet on Blake." Kali then rolled her eyes. "Which means he acts out to get her attention, which gets her interested, and then they start dating, and then he goes soft on her, so she drops him, which sends him back to his friends and old ways, which inevitably draws her back in, and…" the cat Faunus sighed. "I wish she'd stop toying with him when he's so obviously good for her, but that's a lesson she'll have to learn on her own."
An shook her head. "If it isn't working out then maybe she needs to find someone else."
Kali gave her friend half a smile. "It's not like there are many Faunus at Beacon." She said. Catching some of the surprised looks, she elaborated. "We have our own hang ups. It isn't just humans who aren't always open to interracial dating." She sighed. "It's ironic; we came to Vale to forge closer Human-Faunus relations, and I know from the way most boys look at Blake they're open to the idea, but Blake has a pretty specific type."
"...Blond muscled hunks?" Summer teased.
Kali laughed. "That's just you, dear."
Summer pouted. " It is not. They're the best."
"Like the one at the front desk?" Willow said with a raunchy grin.
The conversation skipped a beat.
Glynda shot a disapproving glare at the older Schnee while An, Kali and Summer looked awkwardly amongst themselves.
"Actually," An murmured, "that's another one of your daughter's yearmates. Jaune Arc."
" That's the Arc boy?" Willow gasped incredulously. She was vaguely aware of him- she had been drunk for most of the conversation but it was a hot topic in elite gossip a few years back. A wealthy family expelling and disinheriting their heir with no stated reason? That had kept the rumor wheel turning for quite a while. Willow could sympathize- whatever his crime he had experienced her worst nightmare. But she had always imagined him as either an irredeemable, disheveled delinquent or a pitiful, broken boy. Not a ruggedly handsome man.
A man she should definitely not be thinking about.
"He... um…" Willow muttered, face bright red. " He looks...well." She finished.
"Are you going to keep teaching for long, Glynda?" Summer said, rescuing the Schnee from further embarrassment.
"Maybe another year or two." Glynda replied evenly. "At least at Beacon. By the time I've gotten a job at a university I suppose I'll teach again, but hopefully college students will take things a little more seriously." She looked at Summer with sympathy and a touch of terror. " As bad as teenagers are, I can't understand how you've stayed sane after more than two decades of teaching kindergartners."
Summer laughed mischievously. " Oh, you just let them out on the playground for a while- they tucker themselves right out. And watching them learn, and play, and … grow, it's like seeing life at its most basic level. Like you're watching the universe on fast forward." A wistful smile overtook her features. "As a parent you get to watch your own kids grow up, but if you keep track of your students it's like you can see everyone growing up." Summer bounced excitedly up and down in her seat. "Gods, just the other day I was at the grocery store and I ran into little Yatsuhashi Daichi."
Glynda raised an eyebrow. "Of all the words that could describe Mr. Daichi, little seems the least appropriate."
"I know, right?!" Summer said. " But I remember him barely coming up past my leg like it was yesterday." She sighed. "They grow up so fast."
"Some of us have to." Kali said cheekily. Summer swatted at her shoulder.
"How many of your students end up at Beacon?" Glynda asked.
Summer shrugged. " Couldn't say. Most of our families are pretty involved but Beacon is pretty picky- maybe a third or a fourth, in a good year. In my girls' class I know Russel, Sky, Dove, Cardin, Roksana, Logan, Roy, Veronica, Cynthia… and Jaune, of course." She added.
"Why 'of course'?" Willow repeated.
Summer shrugged. " Remember the boy Ruby was attached to?"
Willow's eyes widened in understanding.
"So, like mother, like daughter, then?" Kali asked.
Summer giggled. Both of Taiyang's daughters had taken less than a day on their own to find their new favorite person. "The dynamic isn't quite the same when you're 3." She said.
An nodded in agreement. "As soon as we heard the Valkyries down the road had adopted a little girl Li and I started wondering, but lo and behold a decade and a half later nothing has happened."
"There had to have been some great near misses though." Summer said. " I've got dozens of stories. Fooooor example-"
It was almost 4 am, and the TV was still loudly blaring in the Xiao Long-Rose living room. Taiyang Xiao Long and Summer Rose jumped out of bed, adrenaline running high. The pair had been woken up by a bloodcurdling scream that reverberated throughout their home, rushing downstairs desperately only to find the newest feature on a horror movie marathon. Tai and Summer would have put a stop to it long ago, but it was Ruby's 10th birthday and a weekend, so they were willing to indulge her.
It had been a small party, and the other guests had all gone to bed already, but Yang and Jaune had been dragged along into Ruby's all night movie binge- not that any of them had made it to the morning.
The three were passed out on the couch, the dim light of the black and white screen softly illuminating their faces. There was more than enough room for all of them, but the kids were huddled together, Jaune in the center, Yang on his left and Ruby on his right, each girl with an arm around her waist pulling them in tight. Another monstrous shriek filled the room and Yang let out a dull whimper.
As much as she loved Ruby, and as much as she played the 'tough older sister', Yang could never admit how much she hated horror movies, but Summer knew her eldest well- the little twinge of terror in her eyes when Ruby had suggested the night's activity with a manic look was all too easy to spot.
The arm around her waist gave her a comforting squeeze and Yang relaxed, leaning into her fellow blond's shoulder until golden locks were brushing against his cheek. Ruby, younger and shorter than the others, seemed content to rest her head against the older boy's chest, breath gently rising and falling as a thin trickle of drool made its way down his shirt.
Summer was torn- she didn't want to disturb what was one of the most adorable sights of her entire life, but she knew how flustered her girls would get if they knew she had caught them in such a compromising position. The teasing potential would be endless.
Tai went over to the TV and turned it off, before clearing his throat and authoritatively calling out. "Alright, party's over. Wake up."
Yang stirred, but didn't open her eyes. "Come on dad." She whined drowsily. "5 more minutes. We don't...have...schoooo" the blonde girl yawned before nuzzling back into her favorite pillow in the world. She was out like a light.
Tai grumbled under his breath and decided to break the group up by force, scooping up the smaller Rose first. However, the younger blond's grip was surprisingly strong, and as he reflexively pulled back Ruby fell out of her father's arms and into her best friend's lap, before burrowing back into his chest with a happy little coo.
Summer wrapped her arms around her lover's back before he could do anything rash.
"Calm down, sweetie." She teased. "They're just sleeping together."
Tai, however, was decidedly less amused.
"No more sleepovers."
Four of the five burst into laughter.
"'Only sleeping together'." Kali said. "How did you think he was going to react?"
Summer wiped a tear from her eye. "I thought he would laugh about it, not actually ban Jaune from staying the night."
An shook her head, chuckling. "No, I think it's fair. Sooner or later 'sleeping together' could have been much less of a joke."
"Eventually, yeah, " Summer pouted, "but 5 years later and nothing is happening. I really expected him to have asked at least one of them out by now." she said. In reality, she had been preparing for an all out war between her daughters that made her and Raven's rivalry over Tai look like a minor spat. Jaune was the only boy either girl talked about for almost a decade, and as much as they loved one another one day puberty would come, and -as well as they shared him as kids- there could be only one. Gods, she remembered the day she explained how marriage worked to Ruby, how people paired off with the person they loved the most to share their lives and start their own families, only for the younger silver to start crying, because 'Jaune and Yang are already married, so who does that leave for me?' and if that was her reaction as a toddler Summer could barely fathom the heartache and drama that would come once the trio hit their teenage years.
Having seen what happened instead, she would have almost preferred the love triangle.
"You learn something new every day." Kali said, ears twitching. " I may have… overheard the girls talk about boys every once in a while, but I've never heard Yang bring up Jaune."
Glynda frowned thoughtfully. Jaune and Ruby were close, but while Yang was obviously close to her sister the two blondes rarely interacted. Come to think of it, she had a hard time picturing Jaune getting touchy feely with even Ruby- he was always keeping his distance from other people, even his closest friends. The idea that he could have snuggled up with anyone, let along Yang, was-
"Jealous?" Kali teased.
Glynda blinked, startled. "...I beg your pardon?"
"You got awfully quiet just now." The faunus teased with a wicked grin.
"Summer's story seems out of character for Mr. Arc." Glynda responded.
Kali hummed while An rolled her eyes. "You have taken a real shine to him." Kali said. "Is there a reason?"
Willow flushed as she remembered her own faux pas but Glynda went silent again, a somber expression on her face. For a long moment she said nothing, thoughts consumed by the young man, emotionally distant, cast away, without any family in the world.
"He reminds me of myself." She confessed in a soft whisper.
Kali's grin fell. "I… oh." She said weakly.
An gave her a nudge. "So much for your brilliant theory." She murmured under her breath, so that only the cat faunus could hear it.
Unfortunately, Glynda read her lips. "What theory?" She asked.
Kali flushed. "Oh… it's nothing really… just… an inside joke."
Glynda arched an eyebrow.
Summer smirked. " Kali says that the reason you're so concerned is because you secretly want to jump his bones."
Kali gave her friend a betrayed look while Willow and An watched Glynda's reaction with bated breath.
The slight tensing of the blonde woman's body was followed by the most withering glare any of the other women had ever seen in their lives, and all of them immediately understood why no one fucked with Miss Goodwitch.
She began speaking: cold, calm and biting. "I resent the insinuation that I would ever entertain such improper fantasies about my stud-"
Glynda's voice cut out as the door opened and a familiar face made his way into the room.
A towel wrapped low around his waist and did nothing to hide an upper body that looked like it was carved out of marble, from his 10 pack abs to his chiseled chest to his broad shoulders. He stood a head taller than any woman in the room, and none of them could resist looking up at him. His face was handsome, but like the rest of him it was sculpted, with a sharp, hard look to it. Messy, golden blond hair gave him a boyish sort of charm, but his eyes, a deep, stormy blue, conveyed such an intensity of will that it was impossible to see him as anything but a man- the pinnacle of men. Powerful. Dominant.
'Stud.' Glynda thought to herself, the thought slamming past her defenses like a raging bull, lust and shame filling her body in equal measure. Before her stood a half naked Jaune Arc.
'Come to the sauna, he said. It'll be fun, he said.'
Clover was right.
Still, if the sight of the hottest MILFs he knew and his favorite teacher wet and covered by nothing but a few flimsy towels was supposed to calm him down, it did the exact opposite. Jaune moved his hands to his front to cover his growing excitement, but there wasn't a slut in the room that missed just how much his towel twitched.
Glynda looked like she had choked on her own spit, and the others faces were various shades of pink.
Summer was the first to recover.
"Jaune!" She said warmly, still faintly blushing. 'Down, girl, you have a stud at home.' "Clover! What are you two doing here?"
Jaune looked back at her awkwardly. " I live here." he answered.
"What he means to say-" Clover interjected. "is that I just finished a workout and noticed Jaune seemed a little tense, and I suggested that some hot air might help him relax."
Jaune had finished all his homework by the time Clover had come back to find the blond sitting at his desk looking at the wall with a thousand yard stare.
"Well, come on in." Summer squeaked. "Plenty of room." Jaune muscled past some men who had gathered near the group and took a seat between Glynda and Willow.
Kali took an involuntary whiff and her pupils dilated.
All Humans and Faunus gave off pheromones- signals of their age, health, mood, genetic compatibility. Humans were far less sensitive to them, but some varieties of Faunus could consciously identify them. And Jaune's aroma was unlike anything Kali had ever smelled. She had picked up a sliver of it in the past, she had always known intellectually that he was an attractive male, but with no clothes to get in the way and a growing sweat coating his skin the young man was giving off an intoxicating masculine cocktail that made her weak in the knees.
She shifted so that she was sitting as far away from him as possible while still being polite.
Her senses were a double edged sword- the effects of Jaune's musk hit her harder and faster than the others but she could pick up on it right away and make sure she didn't do anything stupid. With several bodies between them the effect was dulled. But if he ever got his hands on her-
Kali bit her lip guiltily. 'I love Ghira.' she told herself. Losing herself wasn't acceptable.
Instead she turned her attention to the other women. She was more sensitive, but they wouldn't even consciously notice the effect Jaune's scent was having on them- not until they were well under its sway.
Glynda seemed to be getting the worst of it- any of her usual steel was gone and the poor woman's skin was flushed an increasingly deep shade of red. She seemed determined to look at anyone but the stud at her side, though she was failing miserably, green eyes drifting hungrily back before she consciously wrenched them away.
Willow was almost as bad, her chest heaving and falling as she pretended to listen to something Clover was saying.
Sitting across from the three were An, Summer and Kali, with Clover next to the pink haired instructor. Summer and An seemed almost unaffected and were able to carry on a conversation with the young blond, with only the faint squirming of their thighs giving them away.
Kali idly wondered if Jaune had instinctively positioned himself next to the single woman and the woman in a loveless marriage, where his pheromones would face the least resistance, or if he just preferred his women fair haired and busty. She fought down an involuntary stab of jealousy.
Instead she started grinning broadly as she watched the schoolteacher get more and more flustered.
"So, eating well these days?" An asked. 'What on Earth are they feeding him?'
Jaune shrugged. " I try." he said. " I get a grocery stipend from Qrow, it's mostly been cheap stuff I can actually cook. Oatmeal, eggs, ground meat, fruit and vegetables, the basics."
"I didn't even know how to make scrambled eggs until college." Summer said. "So you've already got a good head start."
" A guy's gotta eat." Jaune said tersely.
"Well, if you ever need a home cooked meal, just ask." An said. "It's been too long and it's always wonderful when Lie brings company over."
"...I've been working a lot." Jaune murmured. The truth was An's cooking was to die for but he didn't want Ren and his dad to catch him ogling the cook. This was why he couldn't have nice things.
"You know, it's been ages since you've actually come inside." Summer said.
'We can fix that, slu-'
'-Shut up!'
"I'm there every other morning." He shot back.
"Even when you pick the girls you never leave the driveway. You used to pop in a couple times a week. Zwei misses you."
A despondent corgi popped into his mind. 'Quit being mean to puppy dogs and go fuck those bitches.'
'...You're just kind of grasping for straws at this point, dude.'
'I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a massive pussy.'
It was a matter of minutes before almost everyone had left the room. The women were a bit slower to leave, but when they failed to catch the young man's eye they left before their pride could be further damaged, leaving Glynda and the MILF Squad alone. The males were faster- however much they lusted after the women none of the others were willing to challenge the alpha, and within 10 minutes almost every other man had left the room.
Almost.
'Clover you cockblocking asshole.'
The older man was lounging comfortably talking about business, and local politics, and other things Jaune was only peripherally aware of, but more to the point he was the only roadblock to Jaune being completely alone with these babes… his last real anchor to sanity.
"You've been awfully quiet, Glynda." Clover said casually.
Gkynda's eyes focused as she shook herself out of a stupor. "... It's been a trying day." She said, hands balling up into fists.
Clover nodded sympathetically. "Jaune told me you sent him to the nurses' office today." He said.
Glynda nodded.
"I hope he didn't cause you too much trouble. You know how boys his age can be, I'm sure he's not telling me everything. Did you talk to her afterwards? What's the good word?"
The teacher took a steadying breath. "Physically he's perfect - perfectly healthy." She corrected hastily. " Mentally, the jury's still out."
Clover looked at Jaune expectantly, waiting for some kind of come back. None came.
Summer bit her lip worriedly. "Jaune… you know if there's anything wrong, anything on your mind at all, you can tell us." She said warmly.
"I'm fine." The boy grunted.
Every mother in the room knew that tone, Not one of them knew how to get past it.
Kali decided to try humor. "Maybe you should have played doctor yourself, Glynda." she teased. "Some patients benefit from a more hands on approach."
If it was just her and Glynda, the Goodwitch's glare would have sent a chill down Kali's spine after making a wisecrack like that. But Jaune was right next to the blonde, so instead a flush went down her neck. And it was obvious from Jaune's posture that he liked the idea.
"Kali." An said abruptly. "I need to go to the bathroom. Can you come with me, please?"
"Sure." she replied brightly, giving Jaune a nice view of Bellabooty as she left.
The two said nothing as they made their way down the hall, but before either entered the stalls An stopped and gave Kali a severe look.
"...What?"
"Stop it."
Amber eyes flitted around playfully. " I don't know what you're talking about."
An pinched her temples. " You really want me to say it?"
Kali nodded.
The pinkette lew out a pained exhale. "You were right." She breathed.
Kali's ears wriggled in pleasure. "I'm sorry, could you say that again? I don't think I heard you correctly."
"You. Were. Right. " An repeated. "Glynda wants Jaune, and it's pretty obvious that even she's figured that out. Happy now?" she asked.
Kali's grin lit up the room. "Very."
"Well, good for you, because it's going to cause her a lot of trouble."
Kali's eyes nervously met An's pink orbs. There was no mischief in them, no mirth, only worry.
"Glynda's worked incredibly hard to get where she is today." She said. " And if she does sleep with him, she could lose her job over it. She could ruin her career over it. She might even go to jail for it."
Kali stood silently for a moment before letting out a long sigh. "...I know."
"So quit teasing her before you get her to do something stupid."
"...Okay." She said. But in a moment her smile returned. " Buuuuuut, " she drawled, "now that we all agree that Glynda's a very thirsty girl, we've got to find some tall glass of water for her."
An let out a soft giggle. " I suppose so." She said, eyes narrowing thoughtfully. A lightbulb went off in her head.
"What about Clover?" she asked.
Kali's laughter could be heard all the way back in the sauna.
Jaune was surprised to see An and Kali walk balk into the room.
The black haired woman still had echoes of her previous laughter etched on her face, while the pink haired trainer wore a look of embarrassment and confusion. An's eyes flitted over the older man as if she were looking for something she couldn't see,all while not being quite sure what that something was. Then she walked over to Glynda and politely tapped on her thigh.
"Can we trade places for a moment?" An asked. "I'd like to ask Jaune a few questions."
A look of defiance flashed across Glynda's face for the briefest of moments, but she could find no reason she was able to admit to say no, and she got up.
Jaune would have protested the loss but the lovely pinkette wasn't a bad replacement. He bit back a guttural growl as she poked his arm.
"You've grown quite a bit." An murmured. "How much do you weigh?"
Jaune shrugged. "At my check up I was 250lbs."
'Gods.' An thought deliriously. 250lbs of chiseled muscle ? " And how tall are you these days?"
"Just under 6'5." Jaune answered. He had been 6'1 a couple months ago, about dead even with Tai.
"What on earth are they feeding kids these days?" Summer marveled.
Jaune shrugged. "There are bigger guys." Cardin was 6'6, Yatsuhashi was 7', and Ghira, that giant panther of a man, was 7'1, and each of them was fairly jacked as well. The fact that there were 400 boys at Beacon and the average was a head shorter and a lot fatter or a lot lighter was lost on the young Arc.
"You're still very well built for your age." An said thoughtfully. "What kind of routine are you doing?" she asked.
Jaune " I just… lift heavy things every morning until I can't do it any more."
And looked at him askance.
"How heavy?" She asked firmly.
Jaune equivocated. "...couple hundred pounds, maybe?"
"800 lb deadlift, 450 x 12 on the bench, 720lbs on squats, 225 x 10 on overhead press, and those were only the max sets this morning." Clover said. "That's not counting the warm ups weights, or the few dozen pull ups, or all the dumbbell exercises where he was throwing around 100lbs on each arm, or the sprints, or the laps in the pool, or the-"
"My god!" An said, eyes wide in concern. " You do that every morning ?"
Jaune glared at the older man. " Well, the weights don't stay the same, but-"
"What were your symptoms today?" An said, cutting him off.
Jaune rolled his eyes. " I just felt a little uncomfortable-"
"Hot, stiff, and achy." Glynda supplied evenly. A little bit of distance from the blond had put her closer to her right mind.
An shook her head. " You do realize that most people rotate what muscles they work so they don't hurt themselves, right?"
Jaune had… heard something like that, yeah. The point wasn't to get stronger, it was to break his body down enough that he couldn't hurt anyone. Everything else was just a side effect.
An started running her hands over his body and he started forgetting why he wasn't allowed to fuck her brains out.
Her pupils dilated but there was still a trace of worry on her features. "Stiff is an understatement." She said.
'You're telling me.' Jaune thought, adjusting his hands over his towel again.
"I don't think I've ever seen anyone this tense." She said. "No wonder you're having trouble focusing, you must be in constant pain. Have you ever tried a masseuse?"
Jaune's mind wandered to questionable Mistrali massage parlors and the services you could get under the table for a few extra lien.
"I'm saving most of my money." he said. "I don't have a ton of lien to spare on something like-"
"An can do it." Willow said.
Everyone in the room turned to the newest gym member. She still looked a little unsure of how to insert herself in the conversation, nervously glancing at her hands." After our harder workouts, or if I was having… personal problems… An would get me to relax, and work out most of the kinks in my body. It works wonders." She said.
Jaune could think of a million kinks An could work out of him, and a million more reasons why he should never, ever get her to do it.
"No offense Mrs." he said. "But I'm not exactly a Schnee. I don't think I can afford-"
"-I can give you a freebie." An said. "And if it doesn't help you never have to do it again."
Jaune's blood thrummed. There was no reason not to take this beautiful woman up on her offer to rub her hands all over his body. Alone. "I really appreciate it." He forced himself to say. "But tonight's really not the best time-"
"Jaune." Glynda said sharply. Her posture was much firmer as she stood up. Some of the stern school teacher had returned. "You are not going to fail out of my class because you are sore." Glynda said. Still, it was hard for Jaune to be intimidated when all he could focus on were her dainty hands on those wide, birthing hips, the hourglass of her towel clad form and how her squeezed, massive cleavage was trying to burst free. "Is that understood?"
'You're not the one that gives the orders around here, bitch.' His shadow growled.
"...Understood." Jaune said.
"Good." She said, relaxing just a bit. " Tomorrow we'll see if it does any good. Think of it as an experiment." Then the blonde bombshell made her way out of the room. "See you tomorrow." She said curtly.
Summer, Kali, Willow and Clover all got up as well.
"It's my turn to cook tonight." Kali explained. " So I've got to get going too."
Clover looked at the clock on the far side of the room. "I've got a shift at the bar starting in 30 minutes." He said.
Willow sighed unhappily. There was no one waiting eagerly for her at home, and nothing for her to do.
Jaune stood up and offered his hand. "It was nice to meet you, Mrs. Schnee."
The busty Atlesian gave him a soft smile. "Likewise, Jaune."
After everyone exchanged goodbyes, the eldest Rose turned around and waved to An and Jaune as they made their way down to the basement.
"Take good care of him." Summer said, smiling.
As far as teenage rooms went, Jaune's was surprisingly clean. Not as neat as Lie's, but aside from the textbooks strewn across his desk everything was put away in its proper place and the surfaces were all clean.
Of course, part of the reason it was so tidy was because it had to be- there was no space for a mess. On the wall by the door was a refrigerator, a sink, and a small stovetop. A microwave and several cabinets hung above the sink, and to the right of it was a work desk, with a computer, paper, pencils, the works. A tiny bookshelves, filled to the brim, had been set below the cabinets above it just above the desk.
On the side opposite the door there was a bed and a small wardrobe which seemed to double as a storage closet. The mattress was suspended high off the ground, like the kind you might find in a college dorm, and crammed under that was a book bag, a laundry bag, a guitar case, and a dresser. Between the bed and the desk was just enough space to pull out the chair.
Jaune Arc ate, slept and worked in a 12 x 12 box.
"Home sweet home." He joked, seeing the look of distress on An's face.
The room was cramped but Qrow had worked hard to fit in a queen sized bed. This was an emergency bachelor pad, after all, and the room was designed so that the most natural place for any guest to sit down was the bed, where there was more than enough room to fool around.
"Let's get started." Jaune said, laying face down on the bed.
He had kept his towel from the sauna while An had quietly changed back into her workout gear. She followed him onto the bed and straddled his hips as her hands began to roam.
"Just let me know if anything hurts." An said gently.
Jaune let out a pleased groan as her hands began working up his spine.
His shadow was going crazy at the prospect of a defenseless woman in his bed but the blond was enjoying himself enough from the back rub to just lie back. He was very tense these days, but his body wasn't hurt. Still, An's touch was divine.
An, meanwhile, was shocked at the lack of knots. She had expected an absolute disaster area, but Jaune's body seemed to have avoided all the injuries and damage she had expected. His muscles were tensed, but not because of injury or misalignment- they had the coiled power of a predator about to pounce.
'The poor boy's probably stressed out his mind.' She thought sadly. Even after years to adjust, living on his own had to be hard. Her little Lie acted all cool and independent, but she couldn't imagine him roughing it out on his own, even now.
Then again, Jaune was hardly little , and it was hard to think of him as anything but a man when looking over his physique. She could hardly blame Glynda for being tempted if this was what she was dealing with.
Jaune's pulse quickened as An began unconsciously
rolling her hips, adjusting herself on him and giving him a tantalizing taste of her dampening crotch. Her nimble fingers became a little less skilled, her eyes became a little less focused.
'I'm not going to do anything.' Jaune told himself.
'You don't have to. Just sit back and watch as this dumb bitch reels herself in.'
Her hands stroked up his big, bulging arms and made their way to up to his corded neck. Jaune groaned in delight as she gave his collarbone a loving caress.
"Is that good?" She asked breathily.
"Yeah." Jaune said. " Your husband's a lucky man."
An smiled absentmindedly. Of course he was. Li Ren was a good man: hardworking, ruggedly handsome, an excellent catch. An had been smitten as soon as she had met him, but he had been a very eligible bachelor and she hadn't been brave enough to make a move. Then one night after some liquid courage, she had offered him a full body massage. She wasn't nearly as good at it as she was now- she had to look up tips over the CCTS, but as her hands had clumsily roamed over her stud she had fallen deeper and deeper in love, and finally, to seal the deal, she had let them drift under his towel and around his hard dick-
Only this time she couldn't wrap her hand around it.
An's eyes went wide as Jaune turned on his side to face her, as his towel dropped down the ground and exposed the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on.
And right below the tip, her right hand was doing its best to hold on.
An's face flushed until it was the same shade of pink as her hair. She hadn't, she couldn't… she didn't mean to. Her mind had just drifted to that night 18 years ago, to the titillation she has felt when she had gotten her hands on her man, and her body just moved on its own.
Jaune looked at her with shock, but her shame and desire worsened as she saw it wear off in an instant, replaced by a wicked smirk.
"I am so sorry." She cried, pulling back her hand.
Jaune caught her wrist in an instant and held it in place. "What for?" He asked innocently.
"My- I can't- just moved- I, I'm not supposed to touch your... thing ."
"My cock." He corrected. " And of course you are."
An still had enough of her reason to be confused. "What are you talking about?"
Jaune smiled crookedly. "It's all stiff. And hard. And achy." He drawled, pulling the older woman's hand up and down his shaft.. "Weren't you supposed to help me out with that?"
"N-n-n-ot there!" She cried weakly.
"But that's where the problem is." Jaune insisted, strokes becoming harder, faster. His other arm looped around her back and began caressing her, with soft moans escaping her mouth. "And you'd said you'd fix it." He was facing her completely, towering over her, devilishly handsome. "Mrs. Ren." He said huskily. " You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"
Of course she wouldn't. But that meant...no… gods, she needed to think. She needed cock.
Jaune took his hand off her wrist and was satisfying her continue to stroke him, in a rhythmic trance.
"I need… I need…" she murmured.
Jaune leaned in until her face was inches from her own. "You need a real man's cock in you." He said, voice booming.
That snapped her out of it.
"Jaune Arc!" She shouted indignantly. "Are you out of your mind?!"
Jaune's conscience returned. Of course she was right; this was exactly the kind of thing he was meant to avoid.
"I can't cheat." She insisted. " I'm a married woman. You'll have to make do with my hands."
'Wait, what?'
She bent over, a manic energy in her eyes. "I only promised to give you a massage, I didn't say you could fuck me." She said. " So if I just give it a massage, I'll have kept my word to you and Li, and everything will be okay."
An had been on the receiving end of his pheromones for more than an hour and had been rubbing up against his godlike physique for a good chunk of that. Suffice it to say, she was thoroughly cock-drunk, and desperate to give her mind an excuse to do what her body desperately wanted.
Normally Jaune's shadow would be pushing to rush the process further along, but it had been a long day, and he was savoring the spectacle of a slut more or less seducing herself, so he was content to lay back and let her talented hands do their work.
And she needed both of them.
One hand moved up and down his shaft in slow, elegant strokes, while another caressed his bulbous balls.
"So big." She murmured involuntarily. "So full." The thought of the payload inside, and the rod that would pump it in, had the pinkette dripping in excitement.
"Be a good slut and empty them out for me." Jaune said, grabbing the MILF by her hair and yanking her up to his crown.
Whatever protest An was going to make died in her throat and was replaced by a long, fat cock.
"Mmmmmph!" She groaned, before the harsh taste of semen hit her tongue. Her eyes widened in surprise. Had he finished already.
No. His breathing was steady, his body relaxed, his shaft and balls had shown no signs of pulsing. That big glob of white that she recognized immediately hadn't been cum. It was the Arc's pre-cum.
'Oh god.' She thought, before she stopped thinking and just started sucking.
An seemed more experienced than Velvet at giving head, though she struggled to open her jaw wide enough to accommodate him. The abject devotion of the younger girl was missing, but Jaune found the mix of lust and shame on the MILF's face equally intoxicating. She made it a bit further down than his little fuck bunny had on her first try, but at the 5 inch mark she began gasping and coughing and desperately trying to pull away.
Jaune eased his grip enough so that she wouldn't choke herself, sighing in disappointment . 'You'd think someone like An would be more used to sucking coc-'
'Oh.'
'Oh .'
The blond stud didn't say anything. He just looked down at the struggling pinkette with an unmistakable smirk.
An's face flushed a deep pink. Her husband's penis was perfectly average. If Jaune's cock was more than twice as long and twice as thick… well, he was the one with the problem, expecting women to handle this bitchbreaker. This wombwrecker. This...
Jaune bucked his hips and crammed several more bulging inches down her throat.
He'd been gentler with Velvet, but he would forgive an anxious virgin more than a cheating whore who really ought to have mastered the art of pleasing a man. But An Ren was learning fast.
She began breathing through her nose and relaxing her throat as best as she could. She couldn't get rid of her gag reflex all together, but she had learned how to fight it back once, and she could do it again. She had made her way almost 8 inches down before she had to stop and breath, with Jaune stroking her hair in a tender, mocking gesture.
In the meantime, her right hand kept stroking the last few inches at the base while her left lovingly fondled his balls. He had thrown her off balance, but An was finally starting to take control of the situation.
He couldn't have that.
He pulled the MILF off his massive schlong, enjoying the squelching sound her mouth made as she did, before grabbing her by the chest, spinning her around and giving her tits a nice squeeze for good measure.
An was dizzy and aroused from how effortlessly the young stud had manhandled her. "...What… what are you…"
Jaune grabbed her pants and panties and pulled them halfway down her legs and out of the way in a single motion.
Her eyes widened. "No, wait." She said desperately.
"Don't get your panties in a twist." Jaune said. "I'm not sticking it in yet, I just want a taste. Sitting back and doing nothing was getting boring."
Boring. Her she was struggling to breath as she gave him the blowjob of her life, and he thought it was boo-
"Oooooooh!" She cried as his lips made contact with her clit.
Jaune's thick fingers filled and probed her with remarkable skill. The brutal passion, the dominance, the effortless control, that was all there, but even worse he has probing her, mapping out all her favorite spots and gauging her reactions to every move. She let out a pitiful moan as the Arc found a sweet spot in 20 seconds that her husband hadn't found in 20 years.
Li kept using the same old moves, but he ate her out all the time. He made it seem like an act of worship, slowly making his way to the pearly gates of the forbidden kingdom of the pink lotus-
"Nice cunt." Jaune remarked dryly. The carpet matched the drapes in more ways than one. " Good shade of pink."
That's all she was to him. A nice cunt. A weak willed bitch he could use for his own satisfaction. And she loved it so much. She loved it better than she did with Li, the man who loved her, the man who gave her her child… the man she had loved. Her heart ached. Her cunt ached.
"I'm a cheating whore." She chanted softly, weeping in pleasure and self loathing. "I'm a cheating whore, I'm a cheating whore, I'm a cheating who-"
SMACK
A powerful blow made her ass shake as an iron hard rod slapped her in the face.
"Less talking, more sucking." Jaune said.
She obeyed. It was all she was good for.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she worshiped the young man's member. An might have come a few times, or she might have nearly choked herself to death, maybe both at once. She didn't allow herself to notice, shutting her brain off as best as she could outside of performing the one task she had been ordered to do. She had to get Jaune off with hand and mouth, because if she didn't soon then he would go for the cunt… and she wouldn't stop him.
Jaune almost laughed as An's juices filled his mouth again, her body convulsing wildly. It had been more than an hour since his 'massage' had started, and both he and his bitch were enjoying themselves immensely. Still, he could sense that there was part of her that was still checked out; not resisting exactly so much as disassociating herself from the wonderful work she was doing. If she pulled it off she might walk out of her and tell herself she hadn't meant it.
You'd think after holding it in for so long he would be eager to finally get his rocks off, but he held it back. An had come close to making him come several times, but he had driven her wild first. This was a battle of wills, and he was going to win.
His phone began ringing. Jaune rolled his eyes in annoyance- he should have silenced it before they started, but then again he hadn't been planning on taking An, she had just fallen into his lap.
As he reached down to decline the call he saw the caller's ID.
And it gave Jaune an idea. An evil idea.
An bobbed her head dutifully before she heard her master pick up the phone.
"Hey Ren." He said.
Her heart stopped.
"Hey Jaune." Lie replied casually, voice recognizable even with the static. Jaune had put him on speaker. "Do you know where my mom is? Her yoga class ended two hours ago and she hasn't been picking up her phone."
An let out a desperate, whimpering plea around his shaft as Jaune bucked his hips into her mouth.
"Yeah, actually." Jaune said. "She got caught up at the gym."
"With what?" Ren asked.
Jaune smirked. "She found a new piece of equipment she just had to try." He said, fondling her ass. "It's giving her a real workout."
"For this long?" Ren said disbelievingly. Two hours was long? Of course a Ren would think that. "What's so special about it?"
Jaune shrugged, tracing a finger over her G-spot and biting back a laugh as she fought back a cry. Even now, with her precious baby boy on the line, An didn't have the strength to pull herself off his dick.
"You'll have to ask her." he said, playing dumb.
An shook her head desperately as Jaune intensified his ministrations. 'Don't do it.' She thought, paralyzed. 'Don't make me cum now. Not in front of my baby. Please. Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease-'
Jaune's mouth was busy talking and one of his hands was holding the phone, but the humiliation, the risk, the powerlessness, was the hottest thing she had ever felt, and with only a couple of fingers pumping in and out of her, An came explosively.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Jaune bit down a savage yell as his own thrusts hammered into the slut's convulsing hole and he came.
Thick, heavy jets of sperm blasted out into An's mouth.
She did her best to swallow the first shot. The second filled her back up before she could finish and the third left her overflowing as white, creamy cum started streaming out of her mouth. She pulled off, coughing and hacking, desperately trying to catch her breath, when the fourth spurt slammed right into her face. An could only lay back in amazement as Jaune's monstrous member kept twitching and pulsing, spraying her face and breasts and neck until her entire front was painted white.
Even more surprising than the raw amount of Jaune's seed was its quality. Her husband's jizz was lighter and cloudier, but Jaune's was pure white, and she could tell just by looking at it that every drop was packed to the brim with potent swimmers and everything they needed to get the job done. The taste was also overwhelming- stronger than she was used to, salty and sweet on her tongue. An hated swallowing, but as she took long, eager gulps she started to change her mind- like a college girl trying fine liquor after a lifetime of cheap beer. Overpowering. Intoxicating.
And after all that he was still hard. She unconsciously licked her lips as her core started burning. This was Grade A Baby Batter- one shot in her cheating cunt and she would get knocked up for sure-
-The thought snapped her back to her senses.
The enormity of what she had just done- the betrayal of her family, of the love of her life- hit her like a ton of bricks.
"Mom?!" Lie asked frantically. He had recognized her scream. "What happened?"
She was panting and shivering and so utterly satisfied that she could barely speak. Jaune slid the phone down the bed, and she reached for it with trembling hands.
"I just stubbed my toe, baby." She lied.
"Did you break it?" he asked, calmly, reassuringly but with a subtle caring edge that only a stoic Ren could pull off. " It sounded like it hurt." Something had broken in An, and it hurt so good.
"No." She breathed. " I'm okay. I'll be home soon. Sorry for worrying you."
She could practically feel her darling boy relaxing over the line. "Be safe." He said calmly.
She was fighting back sobs. "...I love you." She whispered.
Lie seemed to sense something was wrong, but he couldn't know what. " I love you too, Mom." He said.
She hung up.
An started to tremble as she forced herself to her feet, feebly trying to wipe Jaune's cum off her. She failed miserably, and she turned to face the young man, dripping wet from cum, sweat and tears.
"I...I have to go." She forced out, before stumbling out of the room.
Jaune didn't try to stop her. He was dealing with his own post nut clarity.
'I just face fucked Ren's mom.'
Not that it hadn't been awesome at the time, but he didn't think he could ever look his friend in the eye again. Calling himself a piece of shit was an insult to fecal matter. But, gods help him, he had never felt happier.
His wet dreams would be fun tonight. He could hate himself in the morning.