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🕑 Added 2021-10-25 13:00:08 +0000 UTCThe heat was… a lot. Weiss was an Atlesian girl, used to the seasonal changes of “snow” and “mud” then back to “snow,” the feel of bundled furs and sipping hot chocolate by a fireplace crackling merrily, watching the snow fall gently over the land. Vacuo was… the exact opposite of that. And while they were here on an important mission that Weiss knew was of paramount global significance, it was also… very, very hot.
After beating Salem in Atlas and narrowly averting disaster by saving the Relic of Creation, the group had realized that there was no way for them to rest on their laurels. Salem had been beaten back, but with Atlas able to repulse her, she’d likely be going after softer targets. And Winter had concluded that that likely meant Vacuo. There was too much still in Atlas that needed to be settled to send a proper force, which meant… it was up to them.
Her sister taking over as General of the Atlesian Army was… something Weiss still didn’t really believe was happening. But how much of their journey, where her and three of her school roommates were now the core of a war against an immortal evil, felt real before this?
For now, at least, they hadn’t seen any signs of Salem’s presence here. Just… the usual mess of drama and colorful local characters they came across wherever they looked, but Weiss could already feel herself exhaling a little. Letting the tension unwind a little and blow off some steam. And… endure the heat. Which some people were doing better than others.
Glancing at Blake and Yang, she clearly saw that one was from a tropical homeland, more than comfortable with just a breeze to stay cool, and the other was just shameless, stripping down to a bikini even indoors. Weiss wasn’t going to let Yang make her feel jealous, especially because Yang kept reminding Weiss that half her goal in being dressed so… so skimpily was to get a reaction out of her. She wouldn’t-
BANG!
Ruby stormed into their room, throwing the door open and causing the rest of the girls to glance up and see the stormy expression on her face.
“What’s up, Rubes?” Yang cautiously asked, “Everything-”
“Those women!” Ruby cried, throwing up her hands in exasperation, “Those- those- those- oooooooh, I hate them so much!”
It was rare to see Ruby so visibly angry, but Weiss knew what she was talking about. It was the one thing that could crack through even Ruby’s irrepressible cheer—something that infuriated every girl in the room.
It appeared that the situation between Jaune and older women was not merely a Mantle thing. Weiss had chalked it up to trophy wives eager to see a man who did actual work rather than moving papers around, but here in Vacuo, the women were just as thirsty, only… only, unlike in Mantle, people here in Vacuo didn’t wear clothes. Well, they weren’t nudists, but Weiss was horrified at the thought of being seen in some of the outfits these women sported! Even Yang’s bikini was more modest than what some of these women considered appropriate streetwear. Jaune was a gentleman about it, but the sight of those… those hussies clustering around him, asking him to flex for them, as they cooed and complimented his body…
It made Weiss’s blood boil.
They didn’t know him! They hadn’t been through the things Weiss had with Jaune. They just saw a handsome face and a broad, muscular chest, the sandy blond hair and the warm smile, those gorgeously blue eyes… but Weiss knew the man beneath the good looks. Weiss knew what it felt like to feel his Semblance, his aura coursing through her, to be brought back from the brink of death by his hands. What she had with Jaune was special, all they saw was… was another stud to have a little fling with!
“They’re quite enamored with him,” Blake quietly noted, “The bold Huntsman, his body muscular and toned by hard work… and fearless towards danger...” her voice trailed off as she obviously began fitting Jaune into one of her gross books. Of course she didn’t see a problem with what those women were doing.
“I don’t like it,” grumbled Weiss. “They’re just using Jaune, and he’s liable to get hurt. He’s been through a lot romantically and-”
“And he deserves better!” Ruby said, stamping her foot.
“Yeah, sure, we can all object to how those… women,” for all Yang’s posturing at nonchalance, Weiss didn’t miss how her eyes flashed red at the thought of them, “treat Jaune, but we can’t deny that they’re offering him something he’s not getting.”
“She means sex,” Blake whispered to Weiss, turning her crimson.
“I picked that up!” she hissed as Blake started to laugh. “If you two aren’t going to take this seriously then-”
Yang cut her off as she snapped, “And what would you mean by that? You know I’m right that-”
“No!” Ruby said, slamming her fist down on the table. At Beacon, such a gesture would have come off as childish, but after their years of travel and war, Ruby had matured into a real leader. And with her silver eyes flashing, she looked the part as she added, “I am not going to see Team RWBY reduced to infighting when we all agree on the issue here! There are hussies after Jaune—our Jaune!”
“Easy for you to say that,” Blake said, her arms folded across her chest, “but keeping the MILFs off him is one thing, the real threat to any of us is in this room.”
Weiss narrowed her eyes in response to her teammate glancing at each of them, sizing them up as threats. Of course Blake thought she was going to win Jaune’s heart with her Ninjas of Love tricks! She was no better than the hussies, thinking that men only wanted one thing, and while lesser men might be interested in… tying a girl up or- or d-doing things with her… her butt, Jaune was her Knight. He wouldn’t-
“Weiss is already fantasizing about Jaune rescuing her, so we can probably cross her off the list as a threat,” Yang shrugged. “Hey Kitten, how ‘bout you and me team up-”
“You can’t do that!” Ruby stomped her foot, which, unlike her previous gesture, did come off as childish.
“You mean… you want to team up with Yang?“ Blake asked, “A sister-sister threesome, the ultimate forbidden fruit… but I could offer him-”
“THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Ruby shrieked as Yang doubled over in laughter.
“You’re all depraved,” Weiss glared at the dolts arrayed before her, “You think that just because you-”
“Have tits?” Yang suggested, to Weiss’s vocalized fury.
“Might not be the advantage you think it is,” Blake murmured, “Jaune did go after Weiss at Beacon. Perhaps he likes his women petite?”
Weiss knew it was beneath her to grin at that, but yes, she had what none of these cows had ever experienced. She might have foolishly thrown Jaune’s affections away when she was 17, but she could still remember the way he looked at her. He wasn’t distracted by big boobs or a willingness to bend over a lot in front of him, like some girls did. Jaune was knightly. He saw her as a princess, a princess who needed to be rescued from her tower of loneliness! And Weiss would see that look again, once she’d removed the competition!
She realized her hand was already resting on Myrtenaster. And that Blake’s was on Gambol Shroud. Yang’s fists were clenched as-
“STOP!”
They all turned to Ruby, the only one of the four who wasn’t holding her weapon in her hand. And when Ruby wasn’t bringing Crescent Rose into a conversation while the rest of them were ready to bring weapons to bear… it made all of them feel very ashamed of themselves.
“I said, we’re all on the same side, and I meant it! We need to keep those hussies away and-”
“And how do we keep the hussies in here,” Weiss cut in, her anger swiftly roused and her eyes flashing at Blake and Yang, “from doing the exact same thing?”
But while Yang’s eyes flashed red, Blake didn’t rise to Weiss’s barbs. “Because...” she slowly began, coming to a realization, “Ruby’s actually suggesting… we team up.”
“Rubes...” Yang gasped, “You can’t be… you can’t be serious.”
It was one thing for Blake or Yang to tease the rest of them about illicit threesomes. It was another thing for sweet, innocent Ruby Rose to propose it. Especially because, as the leader of Team RWBY… it almost felt like an order. Weiss glanced at her partner, seeing the way her cheeks pinkened, and yet, her silver eyes flashed with a familiar determination. She’d grown up a lot and… not just in terms of character. Seeing the swell of her breasts encased in a corset, the way her face had matured out of her earlier childishness and had become the very picture of an ingenue’s beauty. In fact, all of them had matured into very attractive young women, whether in Yang and Blake’s generous curves or Weiss’s own elegant beauty, the four of them… there wasn’t anything in Vacuo, in the whole world that could compete with Team RWBY united.
And if they needed to make sure nobody took advantage of their Jaune, then… then the best way would be to make sure he didn’t even notice those shameless hussies!
“Alright Ruby,” she asked, feeling the agreement of her teammates, her sisters in arms, behind her, “What’s the plan?”
LINE BREAK JAUNE
Feeling the warmth of the sun’s rays on his skin, Jaune tried his best to forget the deep freeze of Atlas. And the Vacuan sun, sand, and surf was the best shot he had of thawing some of the permafrost out of his bones. He fought off an involuntary shiver as he remembered the icy wind that howled across the plains in Solitas—but he was at the beach now, far, far away from the bite of the cold.
Gods above, he was a Valean boy, of country stock. He’d lived through winters, he knew what a blanket of snow was like, but nothing in Vale had prepared him for what Solitas had in store. The continent was merciless, and it had given him a new appreciation for what Weiss had grown up under. That there was still a girl under the frosty exterior was a testimony to her strength, growing up in an environment where Jaune felt he would have buckled a hundred times over.
He never realized this about her back at Beacon. He was an idiot back then, a total moron who really did not deserve half the grace he’d been given. But he’d had the opportunity to grow as a man, to stop being so self-absorbed and actually learn to listen, and it had taught Jaune a lot about life. And a lot about the people around him. Particularly the girls of RWBY.
Where could he begin but with Weiss, who he had previously had an infatuation with while at Beacon. He’d embarrassed himself then, but now, he saw so much more of her than just a beautiful voice and an elegant bearing. He saw the girl who was working to throw off her family’s old legacy and create a new one. A girl who wasn’t blinded by prejudice, and… and he saw a girl who, now that she’d shown him her warmer side, was somehow even more attractive than ever before.
But it was more than just Weiss. It was all of them.
Yang was also a girl who had an up front persona, in this case, her boldly direct sexuality, that made it hard to see the deeply compassionate girl beneath it. But like Weiss, the girl beneath the beauty was just made so much lovelier for it, a girl who had her inner sorrows and struggles, but still gave the sunny cheer that lifted them all up. And… and she had huge tits. Just since leaving Beacon, Jaune had had three glimpses of Yang in just her bra and Maidens alive, his fantasies didn’t come close to how hot she was.
And then Blake—Blake was a girl Jaune hardly ever spoke to back at Beacon, but now, he’d come to see her for both her character and her beauty in equal doses. Just like the rest of her team, she was an inspiration, her commitment to the Faunus cause even when she’d lost faith in herself. She had character enough to make Jaune feel humbled to be around her... And Jaune had also seen her bend over to search under a table to pick up a dropped pair of chopsticks. Had seen the Bellabooty in all its glory as she practically wiggled it right in his face, a reminder that, yes, she was as attractive as she was inspiring.
Finally, there was Ruby… his first friend at Beacon, Ruby had matured into a remarkable young woman. She was only 18, but Jaune still always felt like he was looking up to her, the kind of leader he always dreamed of being, the guide for what he wanted to become. And… and the years had been kind to her, no longer having the childish figure she had when admitted to Beacon. Her dark black outfits and red hood had proven to be a poor fit for the desert heat, but Ruby had responded by going… skimpier. Her dress seemed designed to emphasize that she wasn’t a little girl anymore, and Jaune really, really struggled not to peek sometimes.
Four of the most beautiful women Jaune had ever known, each with a personality that humbled him. They were kind, brave, supportive, and committed to a righteous cause… and they were gorgeous. They inspired his aspirations of being a real hero and they “inspired” other parts of him in ways Jaune didn’t really know how to deal with. He was always ping-ponging between feeling grateful for all they’d taught him, how much they inspired him and how much he felt like a lecher around them. But Jaune figured it was a small price to pay. And besides, he was on the beach, absorbing as much sun and heat as he could, he could try and think about other things.
Like, how isolated this beach was. Yang had suggested to the team that they go out to a beach that she’d heard good things about, but Jaune was starting to wonder if he’d written down the directions wrong. He wasn’t as directionally-challenged as Ruby was, but seriously, nobody was near him, as far as the eye could see. Ren had asked him if he wanted him and Nora to go with him to the beach, even though the two of them couldn’t stay (they had plans—gods, the two of them/ were cute as a couple!), but Jaune had insisted he wasn’t about to get lost on the way.
“HEY JAUNE!”
Oh thank the gods, he wasn’t at the wrong beach. Turning around, he… he…
He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his friends approaching him. But they looked like… like a fantasy come to life, time slowing to slow motion as Jaune drank in every detail of their appearance.
Ruby’s bathing suit was the easiest to describe. It was a red one piece, with a cute, ruffled skirt at the bottom. It was a very Ruby outfit, combining both the reserved, playful innocence of his first Beacon friend… while also reminding Jaune that Ruby had very much grown up from the 15 year old he’d met on his first day. Because her outfit blended cute with sexy, showing off that her figure had become a whole lot curvier than when he first met her, and made even worse by the context she was in.
Weiss was beside her, another vision of beauty in an elegant blue one piece. Her pale, porcelain skin was radiant in the sun, making her seem even more statuesque as she laughed at something Ruby had said, brushing her long braid from off her shoulder and giving Jaune a perfect view of her delicate, slender neck… making Jaune’s imagination run wild with the thought of how it might look with a hickey… or how it might feel to give her one.
Sporting a bikini and a look of radiant confidence was Yang, gleefully letting her tits bounce with every step and knowing that Jaune’s eyes couldn’t stay on the other girls while her girls were getting nicely tanned all over, with only the tiniest triangles of fabric trying to get in the way of the sun’s rays, covering just enough of what was required by law. Her golden tresses sparkled in the sun, the very image of blonde, busty beauty, in her element on the beach and making Jaune’s eyes as wide as saucers as she flaunted what she had.
And Blake… dear gods, Blake’s dark black suit, a one piece like the first two, but while Ruby’s was cute and Weiss’s was elegant, even as they showed off the girls’ figures, Blake’s raised questions of where she’d bought it. Bare skin, from her bellybutton, past her abs, up through her cleavage, and almost to her neck were on display in a cutout. It was like two black strips covering only what was needed by decency laws, but leaving so very much pale, creamy skin visible before it converged right between her thighs. Her breasts were tantalizingly close to full indecency, parted by the suit to give full view of her cleavage and threatening to, if Blake turned too quickly, to just… let a nipple slip right out. And the Bellabooty...
All together, the four of them… it was a fantasy come to life, and happening just after Jaune’s reflection on how desirable they were, on every level. Too late he realized that there was no way he wasn’t sporting an erection at the sight and wouldn’t you know it…
Panic set in. Jaune’s legs immediately tried to arch up, to cross, to do something at least halfway natural-seeming while also concealing the monster that had been roused by this… this… oh gods, why hadn’t he listened to Nora! Nora, who had been entirely right about this whole situation for… for the first time ever! Suggesting that Jaune was being led to a deserted beach so they could tease him with skimpy outfits and have their way with him-
Taking a deep breath, Jaune tried to play it cool. He was actually thinking Nora’s teasing might have a grain of truth, a sure sign his brain had overheated in the sun… or overheated from Yang’s bikini, seriously, how was that legal? And Blake’s ass practically hanging-
Breathe. He had to… had to breathe. Remember his Huntsman training and breathe. Like around the moms, he had to be… be a professional Huntsman first and foremost, just don’t think about the fact that Weiss looked like a marble statue come to life to-
Oh no. Ohhhhhhh no, this was going to be rough.
“Jaune,” Weiss said, her eyes narrowed in businesslike directness, “we have to talk.”
SHIT! They were already next to him! “Wh-what do you mean, W-Weiss?” he asked, failing in every degree to sound casual because he was mostly concerned with trying to spare some blood for his brain.
“It’s not bad!” Ruby quickly cut in, “It’s just, um, just that we… we think that you have, um, have too many, um, women who-”
“I got this, Rubes,” Yang cut in before leaning down and thrusting her chest right into Jaune’s face, “All those Vacuan hussies trying to mack on you? Well, they need to ‘mack’ off.”
Jaune’s eyes went wide… well, wider, they were already pretty wide from drinking in the sight of Yang’s cleavage. “I… I didn’t realize that I was coming off as unprofessional?” he said in some semblance of trying to make sense of things, “I, it’s like in Mantle, I can’t control how they-”
He was cut off as Blake put a delicate finger to his lips… practically inviting him to suck on it as she purred, “We have a much better idea for how to keep those girls away… by staking our claim on you now, Jaune.”
Blinking in surprise, Jaune was about to ask for explanation before Ruby burst out, “JAUNE-WILL-YOU-DATE-US? PLEASE-SAY-YES!”
Which left Jaune even more speechless until Weiss blushed and said, “What… what Ruby said, that’s what I wanted to talk with you about… would you… consider… a, um, a nontraditional relationship of you with, um, the- the four of us? Please?”
He’d never seen Weiss seem so… fragile and tender, the pleading look in her crystal blue eyes, the wavering uncertainty in her voice as she asked him to consider… something Jaune had dreamed about while back at Beacon. And not just having Weiss for a girlfriend… having the whole team! The entire… the entire Team RWBY. The girls who meant so much to him. And… and who felt he meant so much to them.
Looking around, he saw that all the girls had the same look of hopeful uncertainty. The same tenderness, even if hidden beneath Yang’s boisterous exuberance or Blake’s alluring coquettishness. They wanted him. They were counting on him.
And Jaune didn’t let the people close to him down.
Smiling at the four of them, Jaune felt a surge of confidence well up inside him as he answered, “Of course. I- I can’t imagine anything better than, well, the four of you. I hope-”
Jaune was cut off as Weiss surged forward to kiss him right on the lips. It took him a moment to process it, but even before he did, Jaune’s reflexes kicked into gear and he began to kiss her back with a passionate ardor.
“No fair!” Ruby whined, “Weiss! We were going to share Jaune!”
“Well, he’s only got one pair of lips,” Blake suggested, “So I guess we have to-”
“First come, first served!” Yang announced, and Jaune felt Yang’s lips meet his ear with a wet smack as she started playfully nibbling on his earlobe and leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. This was obviously something Jaune wasn’t familiar with, but he did his level best to try and give Weiss the attention she needed, kissing her back while trying not to succumb to the sheer overwhelming reality of kissing his Beacon crush. But… but he had to give attention to more than just Weiss, which meant...
Jaune reluctantly broke away from Weiss’s lips, then looked to the girls and saw the dilemma they were in. It was… it was going to take some leadership to keep things in order here.
“How about we handle this, um, two at a time,” he suggested, “where I can start with Yang and Weiss and then… well, I’ll do my best to take care of all four of you!”
Ruby folded her arms across her chest, pouting, “So what do Blake and I do while you’re having fun with Weiss and Yang?”
Jaune was about to make an appeal to Ruby’s sense of responsibility as the leader, only to get cut off.
“Oh, I think we can entertain ourselves while waiting. After all... I’ve been meaning to show my leader my obeisance...” Blake purred.
“Wait, what’s ‘obeisance’ me-”
Ruby’s words were cut off as Blake’s lips met hers. But before Jaune could savor the sight of Blake catching Ruby in a lustful kiss, Yang and Weiss insistently took his attention back to them. Yang aggressively thrust her bikini-clad breasts right in his face, as Weiss showed an uncharacteristic forcefulness in yanking his swim trunks down.
“Ohhh, yeah, Jaune, that’s right,” Yang moaned as Jaune buried his face in her cleavage, “Kiss my titties, oh, fuck that feels good to finally wrap my tits around you!”
Jaune gave a muffled note of agreement as he felt Weiss’s lips on his cock. He was so hard from just the sight of the four of them, a situation that had only gotten worse from being propositioned for a fivesome, and Weiss’s wet, delicate mouth timidly exploring how much of him she could take inside her was making it difficult to control himself.
Reaching down, with one hand, he firmly gripped Yang’s tight butt, kneading it as she gasped in approval, and with the other, he wrapped it in Weiss’s hair, guiding her as she blew him. This… this was heaven, a fantasy come true, not just for Jaune, but countless other Beacon and visiting students. Jaune sighed in happiness as he slipped one of Yang’s heavy breasts from her swimsuit and began to aggressively suck on and play with a fat nipple. Grazing it between his teeth, he was rewarded with a yelp of pleasure as Weiss explored taking him deeper and deeper down her throat. Huntress training apparently gave Weiss the control needed to suppress her gag reflex even on her first blow job.
But even as Jaune was enjoying himself, Weiss suddenly popped off his dick without warning. And though she gasped for air, it wasn’t because Jaune had overwhelmed her. Instead, she cried out, “Jaune I- oh, I need- I need more!”
“Same here!” Yang giggled, pushing Jaune down flat onto the beach towel as she untied and slipped out of her bikini bottom and presented her glistening pussy to his sight for only a moment before she spun around and dropped it right into his face.
No challenge was too much for a Huntsman, though, and Jaune set to probing her folds with his tongue with dedication and fervor, finding her clit and giving her his total commitment to getting her off. Yang’s squeals of pleasure guided him as he lustily ate her out, until he suddenly felt Weiss’s pussy lips against the head of his cock. His vision blocked by Yang’s ass and his voice muffled by her pussy, Jaune was driven to distraction by the feeling of the trembling Heiress lining up her slit against the head of his dick.
“Fuck, this is hot,” Yang panted, “Oh fuck, this is even better than I thought it’d be. Come- come on Weiss, ride the stallion!”
“D-don’t rush me...” Weiss murmured, rubbing against his head and showing Jaune how wet she was.
“Just fuck her, Jaune!” Yang cheered, “You’ve been waiting way too long to give the Schnee the D!”
Jaune expected Weiss to object to the pun, but instead, he heard her laugh, high and tinkling like crystal, the musical chime of the free, fun-loving Weiss they’d all discovered beneath the stuffy exterior. And with Yang cheering her on, Weiss summoned the courage to drop down and-
“OH! OH! OH!”
Yang squirmed on Jaune’s face. “Gods, gods, this is hot...”
Weiss continued to gasp out as she dropped right down Jaune’s dick to the base. She was so fucking tight that Jaune almost couldn’t believe what he was feeling, but instinct once more took over, guiding his hips to start the gentle rhythm of fucking her, rising and falling as he slowly gained speed until he was bouncing her on his dick, the words “More!” and “Harder!” from both Weiss and Yang telling him he was getting results.
He could hear Weiss and Yang above him, moaning and grinding against him and- and against each other. Yang giggled, “Do you like ‘em, Princess? Like burying your face between my big titties?”
Weiss’s approval was clearly muffled by Yang’s cleavage, her generous titflesh surely drowning the more petite girl in pleasure. Something Jaune could picture perfectly as he bucked his hips upwards with a mighty thrust, Weiss’s muffled squeal of ecstasy rewarding him as Jaune set into both girls’ pussies with a wild abandon. The girls cried out in surprise and pleasure, the two of them testing the limits of Jaune’s control as he vowed to get the both of them off. To get all four of them off! To show Team RWBY he could be the man they thought he was!
Unsurprisingly, Weiss was the first to go, her voice rising in clarity as she pulled away from Yang’s bosom to pant, “Oh- oh- oh gods- oh- oh Jaune- d-don’t stop, Jaune, Jaune, JAUNE- FUCKING- JAUNE- YES!”
He could feel her pussy clench around his cock, the tremors of her orgasm ripping through her. Any attempt by Yang to tease Weiss for her climax was cut off as Jaune aggressively explored her pussy, leaving Yang completely powerless to say anything but an echo of Weiss’s own cries until she, too, exploded, drenching Jaune’s face with her juices and telling Jaune he didn’t have to hold back any longer.
With a mighty and satisfied groan, Jaune could let his dick finally just let loose, pumping jet after jet of his seed deep into Weiss, still riding him even as she reeled from the might of her orgasm. Weiss let out a low moan as she felt Jaune flood her pussy, both girls leaning on each other for support and faintly giggling at what they’d just done. To think, Jaune had just fucked Beacon’s Ice Queen and Blonde Bombshell together, and the two of them had been drained more than he was.
The wonders of damn big aura reserves.
Jaune wished to spend more time with the girls, to fully focus on their pleasure, but he knew his job was only halfway done, at best, and he needed to attend to Ruby and Blake as well. He gently stirred the girls off of him, but exhausted by their climaxes, they simply toppled to the side. Sprawled out on the warm sand, Yang and especially Weiss, with pearly cum sparkling in the sunlight as it dripped out of her perfect snatch, looked like the very image of bliss. Blinking in the sunlight, Jaune could scarcely believe it that he’d just fucked even one of the most desirable girls he’d ever met, but two of them, and left them both satisfied… it was almost…
“Well, Jaune,” Ruby’s confident voice pulled him back from the sight before him, “I hope you’ve got some energy left for the rest of Team RWBY… and your favorite socially awkward buddy!”
Jaune turned to see Ruby and Blake fully undressed, with Blake still kneeling between Ruby’s legs, the traces of their earlier activity still glistening on Ruby’s pudenda… and Blake’s face. It seemed that though Ruby might be inexperienced with sex… she had no trouble taking charge of things.
“Mmm...” Blake purred, her cheek pressed against Ruby’s pussy, “Just the sound of you… dominating Weiss and Yang, it was almost enough to get me off!”
“But almost isn’t good enough!” Ruby barked in her most commanding, authoritative voice. Jabbing a finger at him, she ordered, “Jaune! It’s time fo you to fuck us both!”
“T-take us from behind!” Blake said, dropping too all fours and raising her ass up high. Ruby didn’t hesitate to join her, both girls rubbing booties against each other to entice Jaune back up to full strength, his cock visibly rallying at the sight before him… and the unthinkable choice of Ruby’s tight, teen pussy and Blake’s epicly spankable Bellabooty.
At least, he’d like to claim it was an unthinkable choice. Watching Blake’s ass quiver as his cock slid neatly into her pussy was a sight Jaune would never forget. Hearing Blake literally meow in shameless pleasure was a sound he’d never forget. The feeling of Blake’s pussy enveloping his cock as it slid in, like a sword in its sheath, was something Jaune would definitely never forget. Even as Ruby made an annoyed whine, Jaune could only sheepishly offer his hand in apology as he moaned in pleasure from the indescribable feeling of taking Blake from behind. At least, slipping a finger into Ruby’s pussy did ameliorate her annoyance. And with one hand occupied, Jaune realized… well, he had a free hand, and he just had to…
SMACK!
“MIAAAAAOOOOO!” Blake cried out, “Oh, th-thank you, nya! Sp-spank your kitty!”
Ruby giggled, showing no hard feelings towards her teammate as she added, “And fuck your pussy cat’s pussy!”
“Yes, yes!” Blake cried, “J-just give me-” SMACK! “NYAAAAAAA!”
Jaune’s fingers dexterously explored Ruby’s folds as he thrust away into Blake. Both girls gasped and panted as Jaune found their weak spots and mercilessly exploited them. With a sudden cry, Blake could no longer remain on all fours, toppling forward and moaning Jaune’s name and some variant of “right there!” and “nya!” as she fell facedown in the sand—which gave Jaune an impish goal in his mind.
“Ruby...” he said, a taunting lilt in his voice, “I’m gonna make you lose control and fall forward, just like Blake did...”
“Ha,” Ruby panted, “You- you may have bested the rest of RWBY, b-but I’m not… I’m not gonna give in so easy!”
“Are you sure?” he asked, glancing down at Blake as he delivered another meaty SMACK! and leaving a red handprint on the glorious curve of her ass. Blake gasped as she took it, deliriously giggling into the sand as her whole body shook with every thrust.
“Oh yes, yesyesyes, Jaune, yes,” she babled, “Gonnacumgonnacumgonna- GONNA FUCKING- OH- OH- OH-”
With an explosive “MRAAAOOO!” Blake climaxed, yowling like a cat in heat as Jaune finished her off. Withdrawing his hand from Ruby’s pussy and his cock from Blake’s snatch, he looked at the final girl, the leader of RWBY… who looked over her shoulder to meet his gaze with a challenging look of her own.
But as Jaune moved to fuck the last girl of the foursome, Ruby surprised him. Rolling onto her back, she spread her legs wide, and then… blushed. A sudden nervousness on her face as she practically whispered, “I… I wanna-” Ruby turned as red as her cape as she said, “I want to be able to look into your eyes while we… while we do it.”
“Of course,” Jaune said, leaning forward to kiss her, only to suddenly rethink the option as he remembered that, moments ago, his lips had been attached to her sister’s pussy, but Ruby made the decision for him. She shot forward, catching his lips with her own and slipping her tongue into his mouth, heedless of the implications as she thoroughly tasted Jaune’s tongue.
The only thing that broke their kiss was Ruby’s gasp as Jaune penetrated her, his dick finding no resistance as her soaked pussy gladly welcomed him in a passionate embrace. But as soon as Jaune had entered Ruby, she was kissing him once more with a feverish intensity. With Weiss and Yang and Blake, Jaune had struggled to maintain discipline, to not exhaust himself when there were still others to satisfy, but now, his discipline worn down by wild eroticism and with Ruby rounding out the number, he could stop holding back. They both fell into a passionate rut, their bodies entwined in passionate lovemaking, a mess of kissing, thrusting, and grinding as they both sought the boundless pleasure of a new relationship.
In between kisses, Ruby took in quick lungfuls of air and gasped out notes of joy and pleasure. Jaune did likewise, the two unlikely team leaders making love as the fulfilment of the bond they’d forged together over dreams they weren’t sure how to realize, the faith they had in one another, and the way they’d both grown together. Seeing his desire, his lust, his love, all mirrored in her eyes, Jaune knew this was a bond that would never be broken. Even on a globe-spanning mission against an ancient evil, they were together. Jaune and Ruby... and Weiss and Blake and Yang. Together.
It was too much. Jaune could already feel the explosion building within him as he broke away from the kiss, just in time for Ruby to cry out, words spilling from her mouth, “Jaune, I- I love you, Jaune! I’ve loved you since- since- OH JAUNE!”
“OH RUBY!” Jaune cried as well as they came together, the both of them crying out the other’s name as they released in a rush of orgasmic bliss. Jaune emptied his balls into Ruby’s tight pussy as Ruby shook with the titanic force of her climax. The both of them were rocked by the wave of pleasure and passion that swept the both of them away, the tremendous finale to the most insane, most wonderful, most lovely thing Jaune could imagine.
When he came back to his senses, the first thing Jaune realized was that he was still inside Ruby and still on top of her. She had her eyes closed, a blissful expression like her teammates’ on her face, even as Jaune withdrew and, on shaky, tired legs, rose up to take a look around at the four girls he’d successfully fucked into submission. And there was the beach towel, the one he’d started on, emblazoned with Beacon’s logo, the place that had brought them all together, the place where he’d met these wonderful girls. He stumbled over to it before dropping down on the towel, the thump rousing the girls back to wakefulness.
They were a mess of sand, drying cum, sweat, and other fluids, but wearing very, very happy smiles as they crawled in to join him on the towel. The sun was shining, enveloping them all in a cozy warmth as the happy fivesome got comfortable together. Ruby and Weiss on Jaune’s right, Yang and Blake on his left.
“We should have done this years ago...” Weiss dreamily murmured.
“Oh?” Yang asked, an impish tone to her voice, “But would the Ice Queen deign to allow Jaune to court her if she-”
“If she knew he could fuck her like this,” Weiss cut her off, “she’d have been an idiot to turn him down.”
“And I wouldn’t want Jaune unless we could all have him,” Ruby added. “Team RWBY forever.”
Blake gave a pleased sigh. “Mmmmm, yes… we have so many things to try out… all the different arrangements and combinations, different outfits and roleplay, anal, and-”
“And you’ll get your chance, Kitten,” Yang said with a laugh, “But I think Jaune’s a little too worn down to jump right to the next scene...”
Now, Jaune laughed. “I dunno,” he said with a wry grin, “but if Blake’s proposing anal, I might-”
“You need your rest!” Weiss cut in, bossily, “I am not letting anyone wear you out before we’re even out of the first week of our relationship!”
“Jaune’s got shitloads of aura,” Yang suggested, “And he can recharge our auras, so if we wanna try going all night, this is the guy who can seriously do it.”
But before any more playful quarreling could continue, Ruby cut her team off to give the final word on the matter.
“Jaune and RWBY,” she said, snuggling close against his chest, “Just how it was supposed to be.”
Jaune squeezed his new girlfriends back, hearing the chorus of coos and murmurs of agreement as they all curled in closer. “Just how it’s supposed to be,” he happily agreed. For a moment, he felt something familiar, a feeling of late nights on the rooftop, a feeling of… of approval, happiness for his happiness. Jaune looked up to the blue sky, the fluffy white clouds lazily floating across his vision, and expressed his silent thanks before he let himself drift off in the loving embrace of his girlfriends.
