Chapter-39

 Awkward didn't even begin to describe what Jaune was feeling right this minute.

Sitting on Weiss' bed, he only had a pillow to protect his modesty as he was surrounded by Team RWBY, the soft cushion clutched to his lap. Weiss was in a similar position to him, huddled against his side with a sheet wrapped around her freshly fucked body and nothing else while the other members of her team looked on in varying emotional states.

Of the three, Yang was the most caught off guard and thus had the most severe expression, frowning at them as she frantically thought of something to say. Blake was less surprised as her partner but still shocked at having walked in on them together, amber eyes wide as she looked between them. Meanwhile, Ruby watched on with an amused grin, the younger girl kicking her legs back and forth as she sat on their writing desk, looking way too eager by half.

She was enjoying this.

Eventually, Yang found her tongue.

"How long has this been going on?" she asked.

Jaune shared a look with Weiss.

"Since the banquet," Weiss answered, tightening the sheet around her shoulders.

Yang's frown deepened. "That woman – Cerise? You've been sleeping with her too, haven't you?"

"Just the one time," he replied, deciding that honesty was the best policy right now.

"When?"

"Um," Jaune rubbed his neck, head dipping in embarrassment. "She was my first."

Technically the womanly Grimm was his first but that didn't count. Not to him.

Four sets of eyes looked at him in surprise. While Blake, Ruby and Weiss knew about Cerise, they hadn't known she was the very first woman he had ever slept with. He wasn't sure what they thought but he remembered Blake saying that it was obvious he had lay with others with how experienced he had been at fucking her stupid.

"Who else have you been fucking ," Yang stressed, looking a little hurt.

"Yang," Ruby rebuked softly. "Don't be upset."

Yang spun to look at her sister. "Ruby?"

"We all like Jaune," Ruby said, meeting her sister's eyes without fear. Silver clashed with lilac, and silver won out. Yang looked away first. "And Jaune likes us. Don't be upset, please."

Yang turned back to Jaune with an incredulous look. "You've been fucking my little sister?"

Jaune had a feeling that if he didn't answer correctly, he was going to get a fist in the face. "Er – um, yeah?"

Weiss sighed beside him, shaking her head. Jaune cringed. It wasn't his fault! He wasn't good at this type of thing! He was better at talking to people now but he was still, in truth, that socially awkward kid that had faked his way into Beacon with nothing but hopes and dreams driving him on. He still had the ability to trip over his tongue like nobody else!

Luckily, she didn't punch him. Instead she turned away, letting out a sound of frustration. Blake touched her arm but Yang shrugged it off, stepping away.

"Did you know about this?" she demanded, facing her partner. "Did you know he was sleeping with Ruby? That he was fucking Weiss?"

Blake shook her head. "No. This is a surprise to me as well. I knew about Cerise," she admitted. "And... about Neon."

Yang laughed, sounding a little hysterical. "Neon? Neon Katt? Oh my god – who aren't you fucking?"

If there ever was a time to come clean about everything, that time was now.

"Fiona," he said. "Fiona is the only other one."

Once again, four sets of eyes stared at him. Even Ruby hadn't known about her.

"Fiona Thyme?" Blake repeated. When he nodded, she looked particularly peeved about that one. "That was when they were holding you hostage, wasn't it?"

He nodded slowly.

"So while we were sitting around, worried about your safety, you were railing that skank," Blake fired up and this time it was Yang attempting to play peacekeeper, grabbing a hold of her shoulders. "Fucking her senseless, I bet. Having the time of your lives."

"Don't call her a skank," he said seriously, his audacity at defending the object of her ire rendering her speechless. "She isn't a skank. Please – just don't do that."

Blake had told him she was a jealous girl and he could see that now, in the way her face crumpled. For whatever reason, she wasn't upset about Ruby and Weiss. Not really. Cerise and Neon had been before he was with her, so those two didn't bother her as much, even though she had once voiced her displeasure about it. Fiona, though – that had been after, and was an outsider.

Jaune also couldn't help but wonder if Fiona being a faunus had something to do with it but he wasn't stupid enough to ask. He always felt that Blake was more concerned with Neon than Cerise. Was this some species thing that he didn't understand because he was a human?

"Did you even mean it?" Blake asked, vulnerable.

Jaune blinked.

"Do you even love me?"

He was standing before he knew what he was doing. The pillow fell away and Ruby squawked in alarm as his cock came into view. Yang flushed at the sight while Weiss palmed her face, her hand audibly smacking against her forehead as he embraced Blake against his naked body.

"Of course I meant it," he replied fiercely. "Don't ever doubt that."

She fell against him, her hands clawing at his back as they hugged. Jaune whispered soothing words into her hair before reaching out and pulling Yang in, the blonde giving a startled yelp.

"Both of you," he said, wrapping his arms around them. "I meant every word. I care for both of you, so much it hurts. Please believe that."

Yang's displeasure melted away as she returned the embrace, leaning her head against his chin. It was an endearing sight to behold, and also comical in a way since he was butt naked. Ruby giggled as she joined them, shouting, "Group hug~!"

"Ruby," Yang groaned but laughed as her sister wormed her way between them. "What are you doing?"

"Sharing is caring," the younger girl replied, grinning cheekily. "This is like mom and Raven."

"They were never with dad at the same time," Yang frowned, actually contemplating it. "I think? Urgh – no, why am I thinking about that now? Damn it, Ruby."

"I love you," Blake said seriously, pulling away slightly to look Jaune in the eye. He smiled.

"I love you too, Blake."

"Come on, Weiss," Ruby waved her over. "Join us."

"No, thank you," the white haired girl sniffed. "In case you've forgotten, I'm not wearing any clothes."

They remained that way for some time, huddled together and basking in their mutual affection. When they finally pulled apart, Blake and Yang were much calmer than they were earlier, though Yang was still struggling to come to terms with everything.

"This is weird," she decided.

Ruby laughed.

Weiss stood and approached, nudging Jaune with her shoulder. "I think you need to tell them."

Yang and Blake gave them apprehensive looks. "Tell us what? What else is there?"

So he did. Just like he had told Ruby and Nora, he informed them about the situation with the Grimm. He told them about his returning memories, about what the Grimm did to him, and about his fears that it was somehow influencing their decisions regarding him. At first they were horrified, and then a light went off inside Blake's mind.

"That's why you were asking me those things," she said. "About my feelings. This was why."

He nodded solemnly.

"So Nora did the same thing I did," Yang looked thoroughly embarrassed, knowing that her friends now knew about how Jaune and she had first hooked up. "I guess I can see why you'd think something funky was going on. It – it isn't exactly normal, right? What we did?"

None of this was normal but he didn't voice it, happy that they weren't all fighting.

"A little bit shocking," Weiss agreed dryly. "Did you feel like something was forcing you? That you weren't in control of your actions?"

Yang shook her head. "It's as Nora said – I just felt really, really horny."

Blake grinned as Yang's face exploded with color. "You're really cute when you get embarrassed, you know that?"

"Shut up," Yang mumbled.

Weiss and Ruby made revolted faces at each other before giggling amongst themselves. Jaune looked between the four girls and thought they were taking everything remarkably well. Too well, if he was being honest with himself.

"Have you thought that maybe it isn't everyone else you need to be worried about?" Blake asked.

Jaune frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You're worried about how something may be influencing us when it is more likely that if that Grimm did anything, it could be influencing you ," the worry in her eyes was clear. "Have you thought about that? At all?'

Had he? Jaune tried to think but he couldn't remember. He had been so caught up in Nora's shocking actions and their relation to Yang's that he hadn't really been thinking about himself. Getting tested was always about the others, not necessarily for himself. Even before that, he recalled being concerned with his actions at times but it had never lasted longer than some minor introspection. When had he just accepted that the way things were going was nothing out of the ordinary? No, he wouldn't go quite that far but any worries about his own actions were continually explained away or forgotten in the heat of the moment.

"Have I been acting strange?" he asked, meeting each of their eyes in turn.

"I mean – other than the fact that you've been sleeping with multiple women without care?" Yang joked, though it wasn't really a joke at all.

"Yang," Ruby nudged her in the side with her elbow.

"Sorry," the blonde said, not looking very sorry at all. "But you have to admit that isn't the sort of behavior Jaune would usually engage in, right? Don't take this the wrong way but... you were never exactly a playboy."

"He was hopeless," Weiss savagely declared. "Absolutely hopeless with women."

She wasn't wrong.

He'd been a disaster.

"And yet we fell for him anyway," Ruby grinned at him.

It was certainly something to think about.

"So... where does this leave us?" he asked the all important question.

Each girl eyed one another, almost as if they were sizing each other up. Jaune suddenly felt nervous. Their situation was outlandish and he knew things could get messy, very quickly if things weren't handled with care. Things were already messy but they hadn't spiraled out of control. They all had control of their emotions. Nothing had been said in anger or jealousy that couldn't be taken back, no one had thrown any punches – that was a win, right? But it was clear that their relationship going forward wasn't a normal one. How could it be?

He loved four different girls. That wasn't even taking into account his feelings for Cerise, Neon and Fiona. While his feelings for them didn't feel as strong, he still held a deep affection for them. He was attracted to them physically but he enjoyed their companionship beyond more than just sex. But his connection with the members of Team RWBY was different. Their bonds were forged in more than romance and lust, but ironclad friendship that had weathered some of the worst experiences of their lives, and had blossomed because of some of the best.

He didn't want to hurt them. Even if his actions thus far hadn't done a very good job of preventing that happening.

It was Ruby who spoke first, and her answer wasn't surprising in the slightest. Out of all of them, she was the one that seemed to have the least issue with it.

"We're all dating, right?"

Was it really that simple?

"Are we?" Blake asked, unsure.

"Not each other. Yang is my sister and that would be kinda gross," Ruby clarified with an icky face before gesturing at Blake and Yang. "Though you two are? But what I mean is – we're all dating Jaune, right?"

"And you don't mind sharing him?" Yang asked, an uncomfortable expression crossing her face. "That doesn't bother you at all? That he is dating your sister and your friends?"

Ruby shrugged. "Why should it?"

"Most people would be bothered by it," Blake told her leader. "People don't usually share a boyfriend and if they do... it tends to ruin friendships."

"Well, I'm not giving him up," Ruby lifted her chin stubbornly. "I like him a lot and he makes me feel really good when he has sex with me."

Yang grimaced. "I don't need to hear that, thanks."

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Didn't you two share him already, anyway? And each other? You should be fine with us if you are fine with that."

She had a good point even if she could have been a bit more delicate in the way she worded things.

Blake and Yang exchanged looks.

"I guess we sorta did," Yang said sheepishly. "And it never bothered me when he was with you, even though it should have?"

Blake nodded. "When I thought of him with you, it only turned me on more."

"Okay, thanks for the information," Weiss cut in, looking a little disgruntled. "I see that everyone else seems to be on board without consulting the most important person."

Ruby blinked. "Oh, you're right! Jaune – what do you think?"

"Not him," Weiss scoffed haughtily before he could speak. "Me."

Blake eyed her warily. "And why would you be the most important person, exactly?"

"Isn't it obvious?" she preened. "Who has he loved longest, and most devotedly?"

Yang glared. "If I recall, you shot him down. Repeatedly."

"Psh – all in the past," Weiss waved away, deemed unimportant. "But I think it is clear to all of us here that I am his number one."

If those weren't fighting words, he didn't know what was.

"Okay, okay," he raised his hands before things could get heated, driven by the furious faces of Blake and Yang. "That's enough."

"No, I'd like to hear more," Yang said, unimpressed. "Why are you his number one?"

"Didn't I already say why?" Weiss smirked. "His desire for me is one of his defining traits." What was he, a game character? "It is to be expected, really. Our compatibility is incredibly high. When I become his wife, I will allow you three to be his mistresses but no one else."

"Wife?" Blake asked dangerously. "So you've just decided this alone?"

Jaune stared at Weiss in surprise. She wanted to marry him?

"Jaune is a man who takes responsibility," Weiss declared. "For a noble lady such as myself, there can only be marriage in our future after he so vigorously and eagerly claimed my girlhood and made me a woman. Isn't that right, Jaune? You would make me an honest woman, yes?"

"He did that to all of us," Ruby reminded her. "Anyway, I'm clearly the one he'll marry. I'm his best friend, after all. Just like my mom and dad."

Weiss sized her up with predatory eyes. "Oh?"

Jaune just watched as the four of them started arguing about who was going to be his wife. It was a surreal experience and certainly something he never, ever expected to witness. Aware that he was still standing around naked, he took this time to collect his underwear and jeans, pulling them on so he was no longer flashing his cock and balls, though at this point did it really matter? They'd all seen him but it felt a little disrespectful to have his dick out while they debated their merits on who would walk down the aisle with him.

"I don't even know why you two care," Weiss said, looking at Blake and Yang. "He can't marry the two of you, so one of you would have to miss out. Are you really willing to accept that?"

"Not if we marry on Menagerie," Blake returned heatedly.

Yang turned to her partner. "What?"

"Menagerie has no such laws," she continued, looking proud. "A man or woman can marry as many people as they like. Only humans have outlawed polygamy."

Weiss opened her mouth furiously and then shut it again, speechless. On the other hand, Ruby was excited.

"Oh, oh – that means we can all marry him?" she beamed at Jaune happily. "Hear that? You can make all of us your wives!"

"W-Well, I'm still going first," Weiss found her voice, spluttering.

"So faunus couples aren't always just two people?" Yang asked, curious.

"Well, it is pretty rare still," Blake admitted. "I-It's not like all faunus are just okay with someone having multiple partners. It's just that we haven't outlawed it and only Menagerie recognizes the union."

This was definitely the weirdest conversation of his life but in the end, things looked like they were working themselves out. While Jaune could tell there was still a lot of hesitation and repressed feelings between the four, the fact that they were talking like this at all in the first place told him more than he needed to know. They were going to be alright.

They hadn't sorted everything out but it was a start. The truth was out in the open, that was the main thing – and things between them had become official? He still wasn't sure about that last part. Was he dating them now? Could he call Weiss his girlfriend? Ruby? Yang? And what were they going to tell other people? Or would this be something they kept to themselves?

What a day.

Weiss eventually shooed the others out so they could wash up and get dressed. When the sheet fell from around Weiss' shoulders, he saw the wonderful state his attentions had left her body in.

"Hm, this is going to bruise," she said, inspecting the hicky he had left on her neck in the mirror. "Urgh – and these panties are ruined. I like this pair."

"I'll buy you some new ones," he promised as she removed them, the crotch sodden with a mixture of her wetness and his semen. The elastic was stretched out of shape from where he had ruthlessly pulled them aside. "We can go shopping sometime."

Weiss peered at him through the mirror shyly. "A shopping date?"

He nodded. "Yeah – um, we're dating now, right? You're my girlfriend?"

"Of course," Weiss confirmed. "I was your girlfriend the moment you stuck that thick cock of yours inside me. Do you really take me for the type of girl who would have casual sex?"

"Er,"

"Because I'm not," she sniffed. "And even if I have to share you with the others, this is a completely wholesome and sweet relationship. This is a perfectly normal courtship!"

She maintained her airs for about three seconds before sagging.

"This really isn't how I envisioned my first real relationship going," she admitted, though she didn't sound upset; more resigned than anything else.

It made him feel a little bad. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for... well, any of this."

"You just couldn't control yourself, right?" she gave him a shrewd look. "You just had to stick that cock in as many young, beautiful women as you could."

Jaune grimaced.

"Fiend," Weiss accused. "I fell in love with an absolute fiend; a man driven by lust. Such a handsome, kind, lustful fiend with a sexy body and a big, long cock."

Her fingers touched his cheeks before pulling him down, bringing their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss. It was over quickly but Jaune felt all of her feelings and emotions were poured into it, leaving him a little breathless and with a pounding heart.

Ice blue eyes stared up at him in adoration before she made a face.

"Your semen is leaking out of me," she admitted, disgusted. "It feels weird."

Jaune laughed.

When she moved into the bathroom, Jaune felt his smile slowly fade.

...was this really okay?

He sat down on the bed, frowning down at his hands.

Jaune ran over the entire conversation in his head, picking it apart. Now that he wasn't stressed out that fists were about to start flying, he could think about what had happened rationally. Yang had been angry; genuinely angry, and surprised. But she'd calmed down so quickly that he couldn't help but wonder…

...that wasn't normal, was it?

Could she really just accept all this, just like that? Then there was Blake. It hadn't been until Fiona had been mentioned that she'd shown anger. Faunus thing or not, wasn't it odd that she'd been so calm about the others?

Ruby… just didn't seem to care. Right from the start, she'd been the first one to figure things out. His mistake with the scroll had alerted her to his dalliances with Blake, and she'd jumped right in after a period of awkwardness. To her, there had always been someone else.

And then there was Weiss…

Jaune rubbed his brow, feeling a headache bloom. Weiss didn't strike him as the type of girl to be so accepting of things like this.

Maybe things weren't quite as good as he thought…? Hadn't everything settled itself a little too well ?

A stab of pain assaulted him and he rubbed at his eyes.

"Jaune?" Weiss asked, stepping out of the bathroom. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he muttered. "Just a headache. Could I have a glass of water?"

"Sure."

Though maybe he was just overthinking everything. Sometimes good things happened, right? Should he really be looking a gift horse in the mouth? They'd all agreed to be his girlfriends; why was he trying to poke holes in everything?

When Weiss returned with his water, he thanked her and held it against his face for a moment, allowing the chill to seep into his skin. Rubbing the glass across his brow, he leaned back and took a quick sip, the cold liquid soothing him.

"I'm going to have a shower," Weiss told him and he looked up at her. "...would you like to join me?"

Yeah – everything was fine. Jaune felt the pain recede, almost as if it never existed in the first place. Feeling good, he stood up and finished off his water before he then removed his jeans and underwear. Weiss bit her lip, beckoning him in with an extended hand.

Things were better than fine. They were great.