"Walk with me." Coco commanded.
She strutted down the hall for several seconds before realizing Jaune was headed in the opposite direction.
She turned to follow, struggling to catch up with his long strides, and reached forward to grab his arm.
"You got a screw loose, pal?" Coco asked coldly.
Jaune shook out of her grip in the blink of an eye, not bothering to face her.
"I've got places to be." He said gruffly.
He made it three more steps before Coco stopped him in his tracks.
"Some rescuer you turned out to be."
Jaune felt her smirk before he saw it as he turned to face her, expressionless.
Coco saw right through his poker face . "A knight in shining armor usually has better manners."
"...What do you want?" He asked wearily.
Coco grinned. "Just a chat about a mutual friend." she said, cocking her hips. "And I'm not talking about Sky."
Jaune fought down the tension in his body, mostly on principle. He knew that Coco knew that she had him dead to rights.
"Keep it quick."
Her grin widened. "Sure thing."
The pair walked in silence for half a minute before coming to a stop near the lost and found- an out of the way part of school where they wouldn't be interrupted… or overheard.
Jaune had mixed feelings about being alone with her. As the undisputed Alpha Bitch of Beacon, Coco was not the kind of woman one fucked with. On the other hand, as a stone cold stunner who was so good-looking she got paid for it... Coco was exactly the kind of woman he wanted to fuck with.
Despite her promise to keep things quick, Coco made no move to start the conversation. She leaned against a locker and whipped out a pocket mirror, before carefully inspecting the caramel gradient that ran through her longest lock of hair.
The power play wasn't lost on Jaune, but he didn't have time to care. He broke the deafening silence.
"She told you."
It was a statement, not a question.
Coco seemed amused that he had thrown the ball back into her court, rather than cracking under the pressure. She played along.
"Girls talk." She said airily. "I'm surprised you didn't. Most guys would tell everyone and their mother if they managed to get their cock in a cute girl's mouth."
"Gentlemen don't kiss and tell." He said curtly.
Coco shook her head. "And what a gentleman you are." She said airily.
She smiled at his expression.
"No, I mean it." She insisted. "You come closer than most; hell, Velvet's story almost sounded like one of those fairy tales about Prince Charming. A lovelorn girl, a fallen prince, falling into each other's arms."
Jaune frowned.
"You got the girl, you slew the blue-haired dragon- with your bare hands, no less- and then, right before the curtains close… you leave the damsel out to dry." She whistled. "That's cold."
"Who else knows?" Jaune asked dully.
Coco shrugged. "You, me, Velvet, that dumb jock you smacked the hell out of." She said. "...And anyone I decide to tell."
Velvet wasn't the type to kiss and tell either, but Coco was her closest friend. If Velvet was going to confide in anyone about their rendezvous it would've been her.
As the most popular girl in the school, Coco Adel had countless 'friends'; Velvet didn't. But, the fashionista still hung around with her, and it was Coco's influence that kept the worst of the bullies off the Faunus girl's back. Sure, Coco was a model, so it paid to have a world class photographer around, but Jaune had always thought her care for the girl was genuine.
"...You'd throw Velvet under the bus like that?" He asked.
That was the first barb of his to get a reaction. Coco's smile evaporated. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Oh, I won't let the gossip girls anywhere near this." She breathed, stepping closer. "But there are so many other people who might be a bit more discreet. Like the Headmaster. Or the police."
Jaune let out a sharp breath.
"What's your angle?"
"...Angle?" Coco asked innocently.
"If you had a problem with what I did to Sky, you would have already ratted me out. You wouldn't be here, holding it over my head. You want something."
Coco grinned. "You're smarter than you look, blondie." She teased. "For the record, though, I do have a problem with what you did to Sky." She said. "You let him live."
Jaune let out a surprised laugh. "Velvet asked me to."
Coco shook her head. "Velvet's too sweet for her own good sometimes."
Something flickered in Jaune's eyes. "...Yeah." He said heavily.
"I'd thank you for letting her down easy." Coco continued. "But honestly I think you've done more harm than good."
"...What are you talking about?"
Coco shook her head. " I love Bun Bun to death, but she's never had much luck with boys. Too plain, too shy... too unpopular."
"Excuse me?" Jaune said. How could anyone ever look at Velvet Scarlatina and think she was plain?
"And of course she's had a crush on you since forever." Coco continued, unaware of the edge creeping into his voice.
'Wait, what?' He thought to himself.
'...She sucked your dick.' Shadow groused. 'What kind of signal do you need?'
'That wasn't a signal.' Jaune countered. 'She only did that because I was using my Blessing.'
'Newsflash, genius, you're always using your Blessing. You are your Blessing.'
"Hey, Blondie." Coco said sharply.
Jaune looked down at her.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Pay attention." She said, hands on her hips, accentuating her perfect hourglass figure. '...Fuck.'
Jaune cleared his thoughts and nodded along.
"Anyway, she didn't take it well when she found out she was good enough for a quick fuck in the closet but not good enough for the real deal. She hid away in her room crying for days."
Jaune felt sick to his stomach.
"I... I'm sorry-"
"Don't be." Coco said sharply. "You obviously aren't interested and stringing her along even more would just make things worse."
Jaune didn't trust himself to speak.
"That's what I want to talk to you about."
"...I don't follow."
Even behind her shades Jaune could tell that Coco was rolling her eyes.
"You were too nice when you turned her down." Coco said. "Velvet can't get over you because she doesn't understand what went wrong. As far as she can tell, everything was perfect until it wasn't. How's she supposed to get closure, and make herself better for the next chump she fools around with?"
Jaune did not like where this was going.
"How should I know?"
Coco smirked. " You're the one with first hand experience, and apparently Velvet didn't measure up. Give me something to work with."
"I don't see how it's any of your business." He growled.
The fashionista was unintimidated. " I want what's best for Velvet. It isn't much fun being around a heartbroken doormat all the time, and with a little 'market research' I can move her up a point or two and set her up with someone more in her league."
"..."
"Obviously she shot too high with you." Coco said. "Otherwise, she'd been hanging off your arm right now with a skip in her step. If you're willing to turn down a girl who put out in the first five minutes she has to be pretty fucking embarrassing." Coco leaned forward conspiratorially. "Is she that bad of a lay?"
Jaune remembered his first kiss, the soft, warm, velvety lips crashed against his own, and sweet little moans the Faunus girl had made as he slipped his tongue into her mouth-
-but he couldn't tell Coco that. He couldn't tell anyone that. He just had to sit back and take it as this arrogant bitch ran her mouth while she dangled his life in front of him.
"-Or do you just not want to be seen with her?" Coco continued. "Yeah, that makes more sense. I've tried, but Velvet isn't the glamorous type- she's not the girl you show off to all your friends. She's the kind of wallflower that would rather be behind a camera than in front of it. Or is it her tits? They've got perk, sure, but they aren't much in the size department." Coco crossed her arms under her own considerable chest, grin growing as Jaune's eyes inevitably moved downward. " Yeah, not much she can do about that. If you don't like her body, you don't like her body." Something evil flickered in her face. "Or is it the ears?"
"...What?"
Coco nudged him playfully. "Look, if you didn't want to hurt her feelings, I get it, but you can tell me. They're a fetish for some people, but a lot of Humans wouldn't be caught dead with a Faunus. If that's what this is, I don't blame you, people like what they like, and if you decided she isn't worth the trouble-"
"-Shut the fuck up."
The older girl stopped cold as everything went off script. "...Excuse me?"
"... I thought you were better than that, Coco." He said. "I really, really did. But it turns out you're just another shallow bitch."
Coco's expression could have struck lesser men dead. "Who do you think you-"
"-There's nothing wrong with Velvet." Jaune said. "She's the kind of girl your hold onto for dear life if you've got her- the kind you take home to your parents to make them proud of you. She's kind and beautiful and brilliant and her biggest flaw is that she's too willing to put up with rotten people like us."
The brunette looked completely blindsided by the passion in his voice. "But then... why didn't you-"
"-Because I'm the fucking problem, okay!?" Jaune shouted. " I don't do normal relationships. I'm a stud, not a boyfriend." Most men would have said that with a suave grin. Jaune said it coldly, emotionlessly, as a simple matter of fact. "I do one night stands and hate sex, love affairs and booty calls. I'm the dirty secret you call for a good time or some stress relief." He sighed wearily. " I've got three girlfriends right now, if you could even call them that."
He grinned derisively at Coco's skeptical expression. He answered before she could even ask.
"They don't go here, you don't know them, and you probably never will. We meet up to fuck; that's it. Do you think Velvet could stomach that? I'm not the kind of man you build a future with; I can't be anything else. My girls know that. Velvet doesn't. She deserves better than that..." his voice dropped to a pained whisper "... she deserves better than me."
"You're wrong!"
Jaune's blood went cold. A familiar Faunus had just burst out of an empty room they were standing by.
Velvet stood tall and firm, body was brimming with emotion: shock, joy and indignant passion that was almost anger.
"I don't want anyone else!" She said fiercely. " No one else looks at me like you do! No one cares about me like you! No one... makes me feel... like..." Velvet's voice trailed off as her courage melted under Jaune's gaze.
She'd always loved it when Jaune's eyes were on her. Those ocean blue pools were always filled with kindness, and mirth, and it was so easy to drown in them. She felt happy and light, knowing that those emotions were directed at her.
Now she was treated to a very different sight.
The blood had drained from Jaune's face, and his mouth hung ajar. His expression slowly changed from shock, to horror, to rage... to shame. She did that. She... hurt... him.
"How much did you hear?" He whispered.
"...Everything." She confessed. "I... I was listening the entire time."
Doubt had been eating away at her, confusion and pain. She didn't want to do this... but she had to know how he'd really felt. Velvet had been prepared for the worst, not for her wildest dreams to come true. He... cared for her. He really did. And for one glorious moment, she thought she could fix this.
Then it all came crashing down. She'd violated his trust. She spied on him. He had thought the world of her, and she let herself think the worst of him.
Velvet stood, waiting to for him to say anything, to do anything. She stepped forward.
Jaune recoiled back.
That hurt. Badly. Worse because she knew she deserved it.
"I... I'm sorry." She whispered.
Jaune said nothing, did nothing. He didn't want her here.
So, she obliged him. She ran.
The blond came back to his senses as he saw the moisture in Velvet's eyes, the brown blur that darted down the hall.
"Vel-" he started, before stopping himself.
This was what he needed. Between Ozpin and Coco and this... there had been too many shocks to his system too fast. His self control was shot, and if Velvet stayed who knows what he might have-
"Well, that backfired about as badly as it could've." Coco muttered to herself.
Jaune whipped around to face her, looming over her smaller frame. "You." He growled, body tense with rage. "You set this up. You planned this."
Coco looked at him, unfazed. "You were supposed to be an asshole."
Jaune took deep, calmingly breaths as his hands trembled. "Explain. Now."
The senior shook her head, as if the entire thing should have been obvious. "You were supposed to agree with all the awful things I said about her. We talked it out in advance, so she'd know I didn't mean it, but you couldn't know that and you would." She sighed bitterly. " It would break Velvet's heart, but we'd put the pieces together with a girls' night out and a few pints of ice cream. She would cry and I'd call you a bastard, eventually she'd see reason and in a couple weeks she'd be over you. You weren't supposed to love her back! "
Jaune winced. He didn't. He... he couldn't. Velvet wasn't the only person who made him feel this way.
She was just one of the hardest to resist.
"Do you have any idea what you've done?"
Coco grinned sardonically. "You mean aside from making Vel fall for you even harder? Gods, I doubt I could pry her off you with a crowbar at this point."
Jaune slumped back against a locker, stricken.
Coco shook her head. "Look." She said tiredly. "Just sort out whatever... this... is, and when you do, don't forget my invite to the wedding."
She turned away and walked down the hall. She kept her steps measured and slow, focusing on the steady clack, clack, clack of her heels. She almost made it out the door.
Until the dumbass opened his mouth.
"You're jealous."
You could hear a pin drop after that.
Coco turned around, stone faced. "Come again?"
Jaune gave her a piercing grin, all bitterness and no joy.
"You know exactly how special Velvet is. You want her for yourself."
Coco looked like he'd slapped her.
Jaune stood straight and stalked towards her, landing a blow with every word.
"You're used to getting everything you want, to just having it handed to you. Clothes, money, status, women. But all the sex appeal in the world won't help you when the person you love just doesn't swing that way." Jaune said. "It must have eaten away at you; all these fake friends and casual flings, and the person you really want is right by your side... just out of your reach. But why let that stop you?" He teased. "I'm sure you came up with this little scheme as her purely selfless friend. I'd break her heart, then you'd hold her as she cried, cuddled up on the couch with some ice cream and romcoms, and tell her that she was perfect, that I was an asshole, that all men were assholes." He stopped a few inches in front of her, and for once someone managed to make Coco Adel feel small. "That if she really wanted love, maybe she should look somewhere a little bit closer."
For all her poise and composure, Coco couldn't keep the quiver out of her lips.
'Bull's-eye.'
"...So what?" She whispered.
"So what?!" Jaune barked. "I would've helped you, that's what! I'd have played your part, I'd have been the bad guy, I'd have said whatever it took to keep Velvet safe and happy and away from me! I'd have handed her to you on a silver fucking platter if you'd have just told me what you were trying to do!"
Coco glared daggers at him, looking him dead in the eye.
"Well, I'm sorry I didn't realize you were so fucked in the head that you'd do the exact fucking opposite of what any other person would fucking do!"
"Of course you didn't." Jaune said acidly. "Because you can't imagine any other person being any different than you! A selfish, manipulative bit-"
Smack!
SMAAAAAACK!
Coco's head spun as she tumbled to the floor.
Her ears rang. Her vision blurred. Her glasses had barely stayed on her head, hanging out several inches in front of her face.
She saw her beret a few feet away on the floor and reached for it clumsily, head swimming.
Someone handed it to her and then helped her up to her knees. There was a golden blur in front of his face.
"-oco. Co-o. Coco, -re -uo -kay?!"
She blinked rapidly as her vision came back into focus. She was staring that stupid blond bastard right in the face. He was on the verge of tears.
"You... hit me..." she muttered dumbly.
"You hit me!" Jaune said guiltily. "I just... reacted... and... fuck!"
She did... didn't she?
It was hard to remember. He... he had been striking a very sore nerve a little too hard, and she'd snapped. It felt good... for a fraction of a second.
She raised a hand to her face hesitantly, wincing as it made contact. There was blood leaking out of the corner of her mouth, and she could feel the rapidly swelling handprint that covered half her face.
She turned her attention back to the Arc, eyes roaming over his left cheek.
She hadn't even left a mark.
Coco felt powerless as the bastard looked over her wounds, all signs of anger gone. How pathetic was she? Not even worth staying mad at.
Jaune felt like a piece of shit.
'She hit you.' Shadow said.
So what? That didn't make it right. Maybe in another world where she could kick the shit out of him striking back might have been okay, but he was a superhuman and nearly twice her size; Coco was a normal teenage girl. He might as well have smacked a toddler for poking him.
He'd held back, but that hadn't stopped the broken lip, or the angry red blotch on the left side of her face.
This was exactly the kind of thing he was supposed to avoid. Maybe this wouldn't give him away, but if anyone found out he'd hurt Coco he'd been in massive trouble, and maybe, just maybe, Ozpin might start asking questions. Coco wouldn't be shy about sharing the details. He had to find some way to keep her quiet-
'No.'
Jaune had made a choice. A split-second choice, clouded by terror, stress and rage, but a choice, never the less. He could make it worse, leave Coco here, disoriented and damaged, or brainwash her, or threaten her with even worse to force her silence... or he could do what little he could to make things right.
"Shit. We've gotta go to the nurse." He said, offering her a hand up. If he was going out, he was going out like a decent human being.
"I think you've done enough." She spat, forcing herself to her feet.
She took a step forward and stumbled.
Jaune reached forward and grabbed her, one arm wrapped around her waist while the other went to cushion her head.
A white light flashed as his hand touched her cheek.
Coco blinked again. The pain was gone as quickly as it appeared.
Her balance was perfect, her vision clear. Her outfit was still a little disheveled, but all she could feel was a soft tingle of power on her skin that sent goosebumps through her entire body. It was like she had been... touched, somewhere, like another spirit had just brushed against her soul. It was warm and bright, a gentle caress that soothed and excited her all at once.
It felt good.
The Arc, for his part, looked as confused as she was. His dumbstruck expression matched hers and was her only evidence that the last 30 seconds hadn't been some mad fever dream.
...Not quite the only evidence. Coco raised a trembling hand to her lips to find a small bead of blood in the corner of her mouth.
"I've gotta go." Jaune said tensely, pulling back. "Let's just... pretend this never happened."
She wiped it away. There was no wound underneath.
"...What the hell are you?"
Jaune sighed. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
Coco stared deep into his eyes with an intensity that let him know she wasn't taking no for an answer. She took a step closer.
"Try me."
Something shifted in the blond's eyes as the beautiful young woman closed the distance between them. They were darker now, with an intensity that matched her own. When he spoke, his voice had shifted to a deep, husky baritone.
"...You really wanna know?" He murmured.
"Yea-"
And like that his lips were on hers.
Coco short circuited for a second as a burst of pleasure radiated throughout her body.
When she could think again she noticed several things all at once.
Jaune Arc was kissing her.
He was a phenomenal kisser.
She was kissing back.
There were a few things wrong with this. It wasn't like Coco had never been with a man before, but girls were her preference any day of the week. Guys were so hit or miss; there were a hundred duds for every stud, and even those usually had no idea what they were doing. Women had a more consistent quality and a better understanding of how to please her.
But Jaune knew what her body wanted even better than she did- while his hands roamed they lingered in all the right places in all the right ways and it was driving her crazy.
Her breath hitched as the blond nibbled on her earlobe while running a teasing hand down the small of her back.
"W-what the hell..."
He blew a warm breeze down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "I've always preferred to show, not tell." He said, pulling Coco's body fully against his own.
She let out an involuntary sigh as she felt her soft curves slam against chiseled marvel.
'So he's a sex god.' Coco thought, dazedly. 'Neat.'
Not something she would have called if you'd asked her 5 minutes ago. Sure, the guy was handsome -she knew what Velvet saw in him- but she had no idea what he was hiding under that tacky hoodie of his. She slipped a hand under his shirt. 'Gods, you could grind meat on this.' She thought incredulously.
Coco let out a sudden gasp as Jaune slipped a finger past her waistband and started casually playing with her pantyline. He could feel the slick warmth radiating from her core. His cocky smirk grew even wider.
"For someone who's in love with another woman, you're pretty excited." He teased.
Coco looked at him, a predatory smirk of her own forming quickly. "...I'm willing to consider a ménage à trois." She breathed, tickling his lips.
Jaune lost it.
He lunged forward in a bruising kiss, ravishing Coco's mouth with his tongue as she let out a haggard moan, cupping an ample breast with one hand while the other squeezed her rear. Coco wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in deeper, wrestling with him for control until she finally ran out of breath.
Not one to be outdone so easily, she ground her hips against his, pleasantly surprised by the size of his bulge. She ran a finger down his body until it finally grazed his crotch.
"Well, well." She said. "Who's excited now?"
Suddenly Jaune pulled her off her feet. Coco wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he started moving forward.
"Where are we going?" She breathed into his neck.
"Somewhere more private." He said. "I'm not going to fuck you in the middle of a hallway."
Coco's heart skipped a beat. This was by far the longest conversation she'd ever had with the blond, and already they had skipped to third base. Coco was always on top... was she really going to let this junior fuck her?
Her heart fluttered as her chest pressed against his.
Fuck yeah she was.
Jaune shifted Coco's weight into one hand while the other opened the door, before he led them inside and set her down gently.
Coco took a few seconds to get her bearings.
"Where are we?"
"Lost and found." Jaune said, flicking on the light and then throwing off his shirt.
Feeling his muscles pressed against her was one thing. Seeing them was quite another. In a world of studs and duds, Jaune Arc was most definitely a stud.
Coco licked her lips. 'Mama like.'
He turned to her, fully aware of her ogling him, with all the confidence in the world. He smirked, putting his hands in his pockets and waiting for her to make the next move.
"Strip." He said.
Coco complied. Slowly.
She started with her sunglasses and beret, taking on in each hand and gently setting them down on a nearby shelf. The Arc may have put Coco into a lust fueled haze, but she was still going to take care of her wardrobe.
Jaune on the other hand, would not. Frustrated at watching her fiddle with her top, the blond reached forward and ripped it in two, freeing the soft skin underneath.
Coco snapped out of her trance at once.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" She yelled, swinging at him on reflex.
Jaune caught the blow effortlessly. His grip on her wrist was tight enough to hold her in place but not quite tight enough to hurt.
"No more hitting." He said sternly.
"That. Was. My. Favorite. Shirt." She spat, pure, unadulterated fury in her eyes.
Jaune chuckled. Apparently there was only so much he could get away with. "Buy a new one."
She swung another fist at his face. He caught it.
"Do you have any idea how much that cost?!" She yelled.
He couldn't help it. Her expression was so ridiculous. Jaune laughed louder.
"YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY!?" Coco fumed, wrestling futile against his grip. "I'm going to rip your balls off, stuff them down your fucking throat and then-"
Before she could elaborate on how she was going to flay him alive, use his skin to make new wallet and sell the rest of his organs on the black market Jaune spun both her hands behind her back.
"Yeah...no."
While she was struggling to break free Jaune used the ruined tatters of her top to tie a surprisingly impressive knot, keeping her hands firmly in place.
'Glad I learned something useful from all those camping trips.'
Coco broke free of his grasp and glared murderously at him.
"So." She spat. "This is what you do, huh? Drag unsuspecting girls into storage rooms to take advantage of them?"
Jaune stopped for a moment. 'You know, if I had a lien for every time this happened... I'd have two lien, which isn't a lot, but it is weird that it's happened twice.'
"If I like them enough." Jaune teased. "You're part of an elite group." Coco and Velvet were both dime pieces, after all- there weren't many women like them.
"Flattery will get you nowhere." She seethed.
Coco gave an experimental tug at her bonds, before giving it up as a bad job.
Coco let out an irritated sound. She looked back at Jaune, who was looking at her with an amused expression. "...If you're gonna fuck me, just get it over with." She spat.
Jaune tutted. "...That's not what's going to happen."
Coco arched an eyebrow. "...Really?"
"Really." Jaune answered, eyes lasciviously looking over her half naked form. "Sure, I could pin you down and just have my way with you, but if I do that you can might convince yourself you didn't want it, and both know that isn't true."
The young model glared at him incredulous. "What kind of stup-"
"-You think I don't know how wet you are?"
Coco swallowed. She didn't need a mirror to know how she looked.
Her cheeks were flushed and her breath was shallow, with her breasts heaving gently, nipples poking through her brassiere. Her skin was slick with sweat and her cunt was a dripping quivering mess. Every place Jaune had touched burned deliciously, and the energy she had felt before had set her nerves alight. She hadn't been this turned on... ever, actually.
She didn't need to tell him that.
Jaune smiled mockingly. "At the end of the day, you're going to love being tied up and fucked. You know that."
She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of an answer.
The blond shook his head. "Of course, if you want to prove me wrong, now's your chance." He said. "If you think I'm forcing you, scream at the top of your lungs. I won't stop you. The school isn't empty yet, someone is bound to hear it, and this door doesn't lock. If they come rushing in, they'll see everything, and I'll probably see the inside of a cell. You'll never have to see me again."
Coco gulped. "...What if don't want this to get out?" she asked.
Jaune smirked. "Then I'll untie you." He ran his hand through one of the clothing racks. "You can throw on one of these and we'll go our separate ways. You can stop this whenever you want." He stopped inches in front of Coco, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "Or you can be a good little girl and suck my cock."
For a moment Jaune thought he might have pushed her too far. Her face was bright red and the raw fury in her eyes was beyond anything he'd ever seen. Hell had no fury like a woman scorned, and he had wounded the fashionista's pride something awful. It looked like she just might scream.
'Do it.' Persona thought treacherously. 'Stop me.'
This was never going to end if people kept letting him get away with this. Coco had put up more resistance than any woman he'd ever had... she could save them all with a single word. His future was on a razor's edge.
Coco broke the other way.
Anger gave way to arousal, and soon the proudest girl in school couldn't look him in the eye.
As she lowered her gaze she awkwardly shimmied down to her knees until she was face to face with his crotch.
Coco was still too proud to ask for help, and insisted on fumbling his fly down with her teeth. His top button came undone and his cock popped right out of his pants.
Thwack.
Jaune's hefty rod had smacked her right in the face, pulsing eagerly as it leaked pre-cum and filled the air with his musk.
"...That's big." She said dumbly, taking a deep breath.
"...God, I never get tired of hearing that."
"Shut up." Coco said, before slipping the tip in her mouth.
Jaune let out a happy groan as the gorgeous brunette made her way down his shaft.
Coco hummed as a sizable wad of pre-cum slid down her throat. She rarely gave men head and she never swallowed, but then again, she wasn't much of a bottom either. Today was full of firsts.
Jaune putting a guiding hand on her head but mostly let her set her own pace- Coco still had her hands behind her back and he made no move to untie them, so she could only get about half of him in her mouth, but the potential stimulation of her hands was way less hot than seeing her struggle to take him.
Coco seemed to agree based on how into it she was getting- bobbing up and down harder and faster as her full lips strained around his shaft.
Jaune grunted as he reached down for her bra. Coco tensed before he unclasped her bra, and the fabric fell, intact, down to the ground.
'See?' He thought, meeting her eyes. 'I can be civilized if I want to.'
Coco rolled her eyes before he started kneading her breasts. Her eyes widened as she popped off his member.
"...You are too good at that." She moaned.
"I could say the same to you." Jaune said, running his hand through her hair. " For a dyke, you're pretty good with a dick."
Coco smirked as she gave his cock a soft, wet smooch. "I dabble."
"...Go on."
"Guys are usually pretty set in their preferences." Coco explained. "Girls on the other hand, tend to be more... flexible." She nuzzled his dick happily. " Have you heard the term 'spaghetti bi' before?" She asked.
"No."
She grinned. "It's a girl who's straight-"
"Until she gets wet?" Like spaghetti.
"Exactly." Coco giggled. "Suppose there's a woman I want that only ever hooks up with guys- which is most of them. Most men aren't going to turn down a threesome and a lot of girls don't want to disappoint their man... so... every once in a while... I'll throw the idea out there. And once he gets her started... she's mine." Coco smiled, no doubt recalling happy memories. Then her expression grew serious. "I've teamed up with a lot of mediocre dick to get what I want."
"So?" Jaune asked dryly.
"So," Coco murmured, sending him a lascivious look before giving a long, languid lick up his massive cock. "I think this is the start of a beautiful relationship."
Jaune could see her point. Coco got access to a much wider range of girls and a guy she'd enjoy sleeping with on top of that.
"And what do I get out of this?" He asked. Aside from hot threeways with Coco.
The brunette smirked. "Just think about it." She said, before dutifully blowing him.
Jaune couldn't stop thinking about it. He had several beautiful women... but he hadn't had them all at once. Amber, Cinder and Willow all had separate relationships with him; they knew he had others but he was happy to leave that detail in the background.
Why should he, though? He was basically their Master, wasn't he? If he told them he wanted something, he was sure they'd do it, and if he wanted to introduce them to Coco or each other-
"There's no reason we couldn't share Velvet."
Coco had gotten off his dick, but her mouth was still driving him wild.
"I want her. You want her. She wants you. It's pretty obvious we want each other... and if you give me an in I guarantee you she'll love every second with me." Her eyes were wild and her tone was deadly serious. "Velvet's a special girl... she deserves a lot of love-"
"-Velvet's off limits."
Jaune could say that, but Coco saw how he looked at her, how hard the very thought of having them both was making him. But she'd back off for now... let that seed take root and grow on its own. In the meantime...
"If we can't have her there have to be other girls we both want to fuck." Coco chuckled as he stiffened, popping a ball into her mouth for good measure. She couldn't get all of it in, so she gave it a good suckle before getting back to business. "I'm putting together a photo shoot of the hottest babes at Beacon. We probably can't use your sister- unless you're into that- but there's no reason we can't work our way through the others. What about Nikos?" She drawled. "She's hot."
"...Coco."
"How 'bout it, stud? Wanna help me turn the Invincible Girl into an insensate, quivering puddle? How about Weiss Schnee? You had a thing for her, didn't you? Would you love having her where I am, sucking your cock with a smile on her face?" Jaune was throbbing.
"...Coco, stop."
"And what about Blake? Can you imagine plowing the Bellabooty with that bitch breaker of yours while she licks my pussy dry? Or are you more of a tits man? ...What about Yang?"
Jaune's breath hitched.
"Oh, someone likes that." Coco said, lapping up a new stream of pre-cum. "I don't blame you. I've wanted to bang Xiao Long since I met her. Hey, you're good friends with her little sister, right? She's a cutie too. Wouldn't it be hot to do both of them at the same time?"
"Shut. Up."
"Can't you just imagine how hot it would be having the three of us blow you, watching them make out while we take tur- GAAAAAKHHHH!"
Jaune buried himself in her throat.
"You talk too much."
The next few minutes were brutal. Before she had been blowing him, but now Jaune was facefucking her . His thrusts were hard and fast, filling her throat to the brim while his balls slapped loudly against her chin, fingers digging into her skull as he held her in place. Her eyes were lidded as she was forced to breathe through her nose, every bit of air soaked in his heavy scent. She couldn't move, she couldn't breath, could barely think. To the rutting male in her mouth she was a beautiful body and a warm, receptive hole. Coco was nothing more than his plaything.
And she loved it.
Her panties were ruined, her mind a chaotic flurry of bliss. There was something animalistic and raw that promised so much more pleasure to come her cunt was dripping at the prospect of getting fucked… and watching him claim the others to.
If he could conquer her, he could conquer anyone. She knew he wanted it… and she knew he wouldn't mind bringing her along.
Even if he didn't, she still got to ride this beast as a consolation prize.
Coco felt something building inside her as Jaune's shaft began to pulse. His thrusts became faster and tougher, making it impossible for her to breathe. There was nothing she could do to stop him. Her heartbeat shot through the roof as she slowly began to lose consciousness and.
"Mmmmmmmmmppppppphhhhh."
Coco came hard. Her body convulsed as her pussy squirted hot nectar all over her underwear. The sound of her orgasm was enough to set Jaune off.
He let out a long, savage roar as he spilled his essence down her throat.
Splurrt. Splurrt. Splurrt.
The first blast went down without too much trouble. The second came too quickly for her to swallow it all before the third filled her to the brim, puffing out her cheeks.
She gulped the thick fluid down for all she was worth before a fourth shot pushed her over the edge, white hot essence dripping out her lips. All the while Jaune left his manhood in her mouth.
Maybe she wouldn't be choking on his cum if his cock wasn't so damn huge.
Eventually, she just couldn't take it anymore, and after a weak gurgle Jaune popped out, heavy jizz leaking out of Coco's parted lips and streaming down her face.
Splurrt, splurrt, splurrt
'Gods, where is it even coming from?' Coco thought deliriously, staring at his admittedly huge balls, which were pulsing and tightening as they unloaded all over her.
By the time the young stud finally stopped Coco's face was a white sticky mess. Her neck and breasts were stained with his cum, and drops of it were sliding down her torso.
Coco's chest was heaving as she took long, heavy breaths. "Fuck, man, is... that thing a … cock...or a… firehose." She panted, while the blond wiped her face clean with some poor sap's shirt.
Jaune chuckled. " You loved it."
Coco grinned. "No...argument… here." She agreed, catching her breath. "Never thought I'd cum choking on a cock, but… wait-"
Jaune had grabbed her by the shoulder before gently pushing her back to the ground, pulling her pants and panties off in a single motion- thankfully leaving them intact, this time.
"Gods, you're wet." He said, running a finger across her swollen clit before lining his shaft up for the finish.
Coco was mesmerized by his dick. Despite having just come he was still so big and hard and...
"-W-wait!" Coco cried, fighting back moans. "C-condom."
Jaune paused. "Don't have one." He said gruffly, moving in.
Coco raised a hand in front of her bits, blocking his entrance.
"Are you crazy?" She asked, looking directly at the white fluid coating his member, "Gods, dude, I feel like I might get pregnant just being near that thing."
If she thought stroking his ego was the way to calm him down, she was sorely mistaken. Coco had a perfect body, with childbearing hips, supple breasts and a tight tummy that was begging to be filled to the brim. He was going to fuck her raw, plant his seed deep inside her and watch her body swell with his child. And he was going to do it now.
He slapped his shaft down on her abdomen, smirking as she reacted to its size. "They don't make condoms in this caliber." He said, gently moving her hand out the way before drawing back. "You want this."
Coco but her lip, body trembling, but at the last possible moment she regained control of herself.
As his manhood brushed against her she pulled back.
"N-no." She whined, stopping Jaune in his tracks. When she spoke again her voice was firmer, surer. "No condom, no cunt."
Jaune thought for a moment. At this stage of lovemaking no woman had ever denied him anything. But Coco was different.
'Is it because she likes girls?' He wondered. He wasn't exactly sure how his Blessing worked. It was possible that it merely amplified pre-existing attractions rather than creating them from scratch- if Velvet really did have feelings for him before he used it, that could explain why she gave in so quickly. Coco, on the other hand, was open to the occasional dick, but if she had less interest to start, multiplying that wouldn't bring her to the same level of enthrallment.
Or maybe the Blessing worked the same on everyone and Coco was just a cast iron bitch. She was the undisputed Queen of Beacon, after all; you didn't come out as the Alpha Bitch over 400 girls by being a pushover.
Either way she didn't budge. Jaune looked into Coco's eyes, aroused, but determined. There was an element of pride, of power, that had never been snuffed out, even as she submitted to him. Even with her hands tied behind her back and her mind clouded with lust, she was still angling to get what she wanted.
She looked up at him, waiting for the Arc to move. Her disappointment at not getting fucked into the ground was outweighed by her conviction that getting knocked up was too likely to risk. "So, are you going to untie me, or…"
"No." Jaune said, a pensive expression on his face. "We're not done here."
He could stick it in anyway; after a few dozen orgams Coco was bound to come around.
'That would be wrong.' Persona insisted.
'That would be boring.'
Light and Dark agreed on this one. Jaune was going to be a good sport. If he was going to fuck Coco, he was going to do it right. He wouldn't take her by force… by the time he was done, she'd give herself to him, willingly and completely. Everyone had a breaking point.
"What do you mean, 'no'?" Coco asked sharply. "You said that-"
She was cut off as the blond shifted his position so that his head was between her legs. His hot breath on her lips sent a tingle up her spine.
"You gave awesome head." Jaune said in a low whisper, nipping at her thigh. "I don't want to leave before I return the favor."
Coco gasped, before her features shifted into a cocky grin. "Well… if you insist." She teased. "Ah!"
Her body started to quiver as Jaune got to work. When Coco had pressed Velvet for details on their encounter, the Faunus girl had blushed madly as she described Jaune's oral as 'out of this world.' Coco thought her friend was exaggerating; she just an overexcited virgin, idealizing her first time.
But Jaune actually was that good.
Coco mewled in delight as her confidently as his tongue expertly explored her folds. "Holy fuck, blondie!" She cried, as he applied just the right amount of pressure to her g-spot. "Where did you learn how to- oooooh!"
It took months of experimentation to figure that trick out, and she had a vagina of her own to practice on. Seriously, she had countless lesbian lovers that still didn't do cunnilingus as well as this guy.
Jaune pulled away from her lips with a mischievous grin, a thin strand of saliva and her own fluids connecting his tongue to her labia. "I dabble."
'Cheeky dick.' Coco thought, before moaning loudly as he went back to it.
"Careful, Coco Puff." He teased. "Wouldn't want anyone to walk in on this, would we?"
Coco was past the point of caring. They could print her o-face on the front page if Jaune kept doing what he was doing.
"Oh my god!" She cried. "Right there, right there, oh, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna… what?"
Jaune pulled back, a shit eating grin on his face.
Coco futilely pushed her hips forward. "What are you doing? Don't stop!"
"I just want to savor this for a while." He said, looking over her quivering form. "It makes the finale all the sweeter."
Coco whined as he fondled her ass, which was nice but not quite enough to send her over the edge. Just as she thought she was coming down Jaune dove back in and started driving her crazy again.
She felt it building again. "Oh, yes, please, I…. nooooooo!" She moaned, as he pulled back again.
"Good things come to those who wait." He said.
Fool her once, shame on you. Fool her twice… three times… four times…
"Jaune, please!" She cried. "I need it!"
"...You need this?" He asked.
Jaune had shifted position again, cock in hand. It was rock hard and pointed right at her.
Coco trembled. "Jaune, cut it out." She said weakly. "I just need to cum."
"And you will." He said, leaning over her until they were face to face. "But you and I both know how."
She was on the verge of the greatest orgasm of her entire life… and if that beautiful behemoth got inside her she'd fall apart on the first thrust. Maybe it would be alright… maybe today was a safe day. She couldn't tell… she couldn't think straight… she couldn't…
"...No." She whispered.
Jaune showed no reaction. "No?"
Before Coco could get another word out he had shifted back between her legs and was fingering her aching twat.
"Oh...oh… no!" Coco cried, as he stopped again.
She knew what he was doing now. This wasn't just teasing her for a stronger orgasm; he had pleasing her down to a science, and he was going to keep bringing her right to the edge off the cliff before pulling her back… until she gave him what he wanted.
She should have put a stop to it. Told him to go to hell. But she couldn't.
She knew, deep down, that what was coming was an ecstasy she'd never felt before. It was just out of her grasp, but she would have it. Only Jaune could give it to her, but she wouldn't let him take it away. The payoff was too great, and like a bad gambler, she couldn't bring herself to walk away from the table before she hit the jackpot.
If only he hadn't left her hands tied behind her back. Maybe then she could finish herself off, or, better get, grabbed his stupid, sexy head and hold him down until he finished the job. She couldn't even rub her thighs together without him parting her legs with his big, strong hands and-
"Fuck!" She groaned.
Coco had to stop this. She had to win…
As soon as he touched her again Coco broke out into a series of over the top wails. "Oh my god, Jaune, I'm cumming!" She yelled. "I'm cumming so hard!"
Squirming against her bonds didn't accomplish anything. If she tricked him into thinking he'd already lost with a fake orgasm, maybe he'd be a good sport and keep going until she had a real one.
As she looked into his eyes, eager for more, her heart sank. Jaune was grinning.
"Nice try." He said.
Coco played dumb. "What do you mean, 'nice try'?'"
"You really think I can't tell a fake orgasm from the real deal?" He said.
"H-how?"
"It's a few canned moans and a jiggly leg. Like I'd never crack that code."
Coco wanted to cry.
"Jaune, please." She said, before he buried his head back in her snatch.
He stopped, and looked her dead in the eyes. "Please what?"
She stared at him for a moment, and then turned away.
Jaune hummed thoughtfully as he tasted her sweet nectar again. He liked Coco's cunt, but he'd much rather get properly acquainted. His cock was throbbing- he'd never expected her to hold out for this long.
'That just makes victory all the sweeter.'
Coco hadn't given up yet. She didn't care how good he was in bed, eventually he'd make a mistake. He'd push her a little too far, or she'd make a move at just the right time… or he'd come to his senses and finish her off of his own free will.
She'd cum.
She had to cum.
Why wouldn't he let her cum?
After what felt like hours, one aborted orgasm was one too many.
Coco snapped. "Jaune, stop! I can't fucking take this anymore! I. Need. It."
The Arc smirked. "What do you need?"
She bit her lip, nearly drawing blood. Coco looked over his naked body with uncontrollable desire. He was so big, so strong, so powerful. Her insides burned.
Her voice was weak and raw when she spoke. " I need...your… cock ." She croaked.
"Where do you need my cock?" Jaune teased. "You're going to be a bit more specif-
Coco didn't have any more pride left to lose. " JAUNE I WANT YOU TO GIVE ME YOUR BIG, THICK, JUICY COCK AND FILL MY CUNT WITH YOUR HOT, STICKY CUM UNTIL IM GASPING FOR AIR, THERE, I FUCKING SAID IT!"
Jaune blinked. Coco was panting and her face was a deep, crimson red, but she never broke eye contact, daring him to mock what she had just said.
"...Okay…" he murmured, clearly not expecting that strong of a reaction. Still, she had held out an impressively long time. Jaune absentmindedly reached for his scroll to see how long it took before…
'...Damn.'
Coco might have had to sell her soul for this, but she knew it would be worth it. She could pick up the pieces later. If Jaune could make her cum just by fucking her mouth, he would demolish her once he was inside her and…
The Arc was putting his pants up.
"...What?" Coco whimpered.
Jaune looked mildly disappointed as he put his cock away. "Time's up." He said simply.
"...You're kidding."
He shook his head irritably. "I'm afraid not. I have an appointment with another girl that I have to keep. I'm a man of my word."
"But… that's not fair." Coco whined. "It's my turn! Don't you want me?!"
"You could have been bouncing off my balls for hours now." Jaune chided, as he slipped back into his hoodie. "Instead you decided you wanted to play hard to get." He wasn't happy about it, either. He was half tempted to skip the date and seal the deal with Coco… but Cinder had been a good girl; he could hardly pass her up to reward bad behavior.
"...You can't leave me like this."
The blond sighed.
"...Fair enough." He walked over and loosened the bonds on Coco's hands. "There." He said. "You should be able to break free of those after a couple minutes- long enough for me to leave before you do anything crazy."
He expected insults, screaming and assaults on his manhood as he walked out of the room.
What he got was a broken whimper.
Jaune turned around to see tears streaming down Coco's face. She didn't look angry, she looked devastated. Her body was trembling.
Jaune had reduced her to this. It felt hollow.
She met his eyes one last time in silent desperation. She mouthed one word.
'Please.'
Jaune sighed. He bent over, wiped away her tears, and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.
Then he got between her legs. "Let's make this quick."
At first Coco didn't trust him- sure, his head game was good, but he hadn't finished her off earlier and she had no reason to trust him now. He was just teasing her again. Jaune got to the point where Coco was teetering on the edge of orgasm and she was sure he was going to pull away.
But he didn't.
Coco's eyes widened as he gave her the final push. It came crashing over her all at once; a concussive blast of pleasure that turned her into a screaming, convulsing mess.
"JAUNE! JAUNE! OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"
Her vision went white as Coco saw stars. Her body was consumed by a burning fire that lit her soul aflame. It seemed like an eternity passed in a single instant.
When she came down, barely conscious, she was treated to pools of blue and a halo of gold staring down at her.
Her mouth barely worked anymore. "J-j-j-"
Jaune silenced her with another kiss. He stroked her cheek fondly. Then he rose to his feet.
"Gotta run, Coco." He said. "We'll be in touch."
"Your target is a Human male in his late 30s." Cinder said.
Mercury drifted off as she rattled off a more detailed description- appearance, known aliases, expected locations. He leaned back in his chair, observing his partners in crime.
Emerald was hanging off Cinder's every word, nodding along at the appropriate times. Their leader spoke calmly, plainly, emotionlessly. Emerald might have idolized her, but he knew better. Cinder was a beautiful woman, but with a ruthless edge and a merciless streak that gave him nightmares. While she was still nice to look at, over the years he'd learn to do what she said and stay well out of her way.
Emerald, a dark skinned, red eyed, green haired girl, who was a beauty in her own right, was the more uptight lackey- a hilarious attitude for a pickpocket to have. He enjoyed working with her- he could push her buttons without worrying that she might try to kill him.
Slugging him on the shoulder was still in bounds, though. "Pay attention." She hissed.
Cinder looked on in amusement as he rubbed his undamaged arm with exaggerated distress. "Owwww." He whined. "That hurt."
Emerald scowled at him. She knew she hadn't hurt him- couldn't hurt him- but that wouldn't stop her from trying. "This is a potential life or death situation we're walking into." She said. "You could at least pretend to care."
"Yeah, yeah." He said dismissively. "You're the one Cinder expects to do the actual spying ." He said. "I'm just along for the ride as the muscle for when shit goes sideways."
"Shit isn't going to go sideways." Emerald said harshly. "So why don't you try and actually do something useful for once?"
Mercury shrugged. " The way I see it, if I'm actually out there doing my job, we're fucked. I take a lot of comfort in being useless- means things are going well."
Emerald frowned and looked ready to rip him a new one, but Cinder cut her off. "Fool that he is, Mercury has a point." She said. "There's a reason I'm trusting you with this, and not him."
Emerald preened. "...Of course, ma'am." she said.
The assassin did all he could not to roll his eyes. 'Of course she trusts you.' He thought to himself. 'Because Cinder knows she can play you like a fiddle. She keeps me around because she has to.'
"Do try and read the report on the way there, if you can." Cinder said to him. "And stay out of Emerald's way."
Mercury sighed as his partner stuck her tongue out at him- whatever she told herself she was the baby of the bunch, not him.
Cinder glanced at the clock impatiently.
"Now, get going."
Even Emerald looked surprised by this. "But... Ma'am." She said hesitantly. "We only just started the briefing. This is our most important lead since we came to Vale-"
"Which is why I've given you a full write up on the target and location and transmitted it to both of your scrolls. You're to observe the target from a safe distance. Do not engage and avoid detection at all costs. Everything you need is in the report."
"But-"
"Now. I have a very important appointment in the next 10 minutes that I need to attend to al-"
There was a harsh knock on the door.
Cinder colored slightly. "He's early." She muttered to herself.
There was another, louder knock.
Cinder rose to her feet, ignoring her henchmen. "Coming."
"Guess we'll find out who the mystery man is after all."
Emerald glared at him but didn't take her eyes off the door.
Cinder had been acting a little strange recently- scheduling meetings around an unknown caller, getting the occasional odd look in her eye. Even Emerald had starting questions about it, questions Cinder had brushed off with 'you'll meet him when you need to.'
Getting a new ally was a big deal- even if they were going to use and eliminate him in short order. But Cinder seemed distinctly… non-murdery when she talked about this one. They hadn't added anyone to the group properly since Emerald, and Mercury was itching to meet the new guy.
Cinder seemed genuinely nervous as she opened the door.
"Hel-"
He swept her off her feet and kissed her.
The man was tall, a head taller than Cinder, and built like a tank. He was also manhandling Cinder effortlessly, hiking up her dress with one hand while the other wrapped around the back of her head and pulled her lips to his. But what was most surprising was their leader's reaction.
Cinder moaned.
After more than a minute, the blond broke the kiss.
"Bed." He growled. "Now."
Then he looked into the room.
Mercury and Emerald both looked on, flabbergasted. Merc was as still as a statue, but Emerald's jaw had dropped and a timid little squeak as her idol was dominated so thoroughly.
The strange young man blinked. "...Who are they?"
Cinder blushed- if today wasn't weird enough- and pushed herself away gently, gesturing at her gobsmacked goons with one arm. The other hand held his.
"These are my… associates. Emerald Sustrai and Mercury Black."
"...'Sup." Mercury said, doing his best to stay casual.
His skill set revolved around reading other people quickly while keeping his own intentions unclear. And he was getting all kinds of weird vibes from the new guy.
The way the man carried himself radiated power. He was either very strong or very stupid, because he was feeling up Cinder without even the slightest tinge of fear.
What was weirder was how Cinder reacted. If anyone ever crossed her she made them regret it very quickly, but this blond behemoth was lording over her and she made no move to stop him. She seemed to be… enjoying it. He had one arm wrapped around her waist, with his hand lingering possessively over her hip, and Cinder was leaning into the hold. Mercury even caught the faintest motion of her nose as she took in the blond's scent, and the subsequent twinge of her lips that could only be the beginnings of a smile.
'The mystery guy's her boy-toy?' He thought incredulously. No… that wasn't right… she was submitting to him.
Emerald didn't have the sense to keep her mouth shut. "Who's he?"
"This is Jaune." Cinder replied said simply.
"Jaune Arc." He elaborated. "Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."
"Do they?" Emerald said disbelivingly, looking at Cinder for an explanation.
With her focus on her minions Cinder was able to regain some of her composure. "Jaune is a very important person both of you will be properly introduced to. Later."
"Don't need to tell me twice." Mercury said, raising himself to his feet. "Later Cinder. Later Jaune." He headed for the door.
Emerald was glued to her seat. She stated at Cinder and her lover, not even comprehending the sight. This was getting frisky with her before they even left the room and Cinder was doing nothing to stop him, even though she was embarrassed. Cinder Fall, embarrassed? Submissive? Affectionate?
Had the world turned upside down?
Cinder awkwardly cleared her throat after nuzzling Jaune for a second. "Ahem." She said expectantly.
Mercury chimed in. "Come on, Em, we've got things to do!"
Emerald blinked but she didn't move.
"Emerald!" Cinder said exasperatedly. "I am ordering you to-"
"-Join in or leave."
The newcomer looked her over with impatience and arousal.
Mercury's jaw dropped. Cinder's blush grew.
Emerald rushed out of the room, slamming the door on her way out.
"You look like you just walked in on your mom having sex with the mail man-"
"-Shut up."
Mercury had waited until they made their way to the parking lot to start snickering.
"It's not funny." Emerald muttered. "...Something's not right."
"I know." He agreed. "I never thought I'd see the day. That man is banging Cinder Fall . I don't know if he has the best luck in the world or the worst."
" I'm serious ."
"So am I." He insisted. " I mean, it's Cinder. She's such a hot piece of ass she could practically melt your dick off… but on the other hand she can actually melt your dick off." He shuddered. " I hope it's worth it for him."
"Didn't you see her?" Emerald asked. "She's never acted that way around anyone."
"Yeah. She actually seemed happy for once."
Emerald blinked. She knew Cinder pretty well… better than anyone else, anyway. She had seen her smile from pride, schadenfreude, sadism, satisfaction, mockery, and as a thinly veiled threat. But she'd never seen Cinder smile as a simple expression of joy.
Until now.
"Em?"
She shook her head. "It's nothing. Get in the car."
"You get in the car, I'll drive."
Emerald shook her head. "Do you even know where we're going?"
Mercury sighed. "Of course I know where we're going, I read the report before the meeting even started."
Emerald blinked. "...Really?"
Mercury colored slightly. "Well… kind of…"
" Merc."
"I did."
"..."
"...I skimmed it. The important parts. For a few minutes."
"Uuuugh!"
"I know where we're going. You get your butt in the passenger seat and your head in the game. Read the damn report a few more times if you want to."
"...Whatever."
Emerald's mind wandered as she looked at her scroll.
Mercury followed her train of thought.
"Look on the bright side. If he keeps her happy, she's less likely to dump her shit on us."
Emerald hummed noncommittally. Cinder was the most important person in her life… hell, she was the only reason she had a life, but that didn't mean she couldn't be vicious when the mood struck her. Nothing was all sunshine and rainbows- if something seemed to good to be true it usually was.
Cinder finds some dreamboat that sweeps her off her feet and makes her a better person? Fat chance. He had to have some angle, something over her, something to make her so…
...What kind of friend was she if she couldn't believe Cinder could ever be happy?
"We're here." Mercury said.
Emerald blinked. This was the right place. "The target should arrive in the next 30 minutes." She said. "Let's move."
Mercury grabbed her shoulder before she could get away.
"...You good?" He asked.
Emerald sighed. "I'm good." She said. " I have to be. We have a job to do."