Chapter-58

Predictably, the conversation after Yang's revelation broke down and it took Jaune the better part of twenty minutes to calm his mother down. She was furious, as expected, what mother wouldn't be? – but at the same time, Jaune could see the very real excitement of a grandmother expecting a new addition to the family, no matter how it had come about. Additions, rather. This wasn't going to be the last time he heard about this, though. He knew there would be a much longer, more serious conversation at some point about his recklessness in impregnating several girls but for the time being, Jaune managed to apply triage and stem the bleeding, so to speak. When they hung up, everyone was smiling.

That counted for something, right?

The rest of the calls followed a similar vein, though they left out the fact they were pregnant for the time being. Baby steps. Admitting to their strange relationship dynamics was bad enough, though. Taiyang was overjoyed at hearing from his little girls but finding out they were dating the same guy quickly created tension, especially when he found out he was dating another two girls.

Jaune wasn't looking forward to telling them about the three other women orbiting their relationship.

It ended up in an argument between Yang and her father, the former accusing the latter of being a hypocrite, citing his dalliances with their mothers before she hung up before he could counter.

"That went well," Weiss had said dryly.

"Who does he think he is?" Yang seethed, fired up from the heated exchange. "He can fuck around with his teammates and it's okay, but we want to date the same guy and it's wrong?"

"I thought you weren't sure if they were ever together at once?" Blake asked warily, not wanting Yang's ire turned on her but unable to keep silent.

"We don't know," Ruby answered as Yang stewed, shrugging. Opposite of Yang, she just seemed sad. "I thought that was going to go better than that. I don't want dad to be mad."

"I'm sure he'll come around," Weiss patted her partner on the head. "He will have to when you two pop out a couple of babies."

Yang scoffed.

Things went a little better with Blake's parents. Ghira was far from impressed but Kali was able to reign in the worst of it, though Jaune could feel the pressure even though they were thousands of miles apart. Those yellow eyes boring into his head were not something he would soon forget.

Kali was a pleasant surprise, though. After the initial shock wore off, she'd been happy for them and even gave her stamp of approval after speaking to her daughter briefly in private. Whatever they spoke about seemed to put her at ease. Jaune found her to be a sweet woman with a warm vibe, and he saw where Blake got some of her more caring attributes from.

When they got back to the academy, it was pretty late and so they all hit the hay. Kissing four girls goodnight was certainly an experience but they didn't go any further. The next day was going to be a busy one and they'd need all their strength. Funny how they hadn't been thinking of that the night before they took on Cinder.

It was time to find the Temptation once and for all.

Jaune woke up bright and early before the sun, hitting the gym and getting in a good workout before returning to his room. Ren and Nora were already showered and dressed when he arrived.

"Jaune," Ren greeted.

"Morning," he said, watching as they prepared their weapons. Magnhild was propped up on the table, alongside a dirty cloth Nora had been using to clean it while StormFlower was in the process of being loaded. "Ready to go?"

Nora nodded happily, punching her palm with a loud thwack .

"You betcha," she then frowned. "Wanna come see us off?"

Jaune grinned. "Sure."

He dressed in his usual combat attire but left off his armor, only carrying his sword belted to his hip.

They made their way outside the academy and across the vast courtyard towards the landing pads. Dozens of airships were lined up, ready to go, and they were surrounded by countless huntsmen, Jaune quickly losing count. Not just fully licensed huntsmen either but students from the academy, second, third and fourth year students ready to do their part. Just as Ironwood had promised, he had mobilized all available personnel for this task.

Jaune burned to join them but knew that he couldn't. As much as it killed him, he had to sit this one out. It was out of his hands.

Team RWBY arrived shortly after, ready for battle. Ruby pranced over and pecked him on the cheek, giggling. The others weren't so bold, not with so many people around but he hugged them, lingering after each one.

"Heya," he said. "Ready to kick some Grimm butt?"

Yang pumped her arm. "Fuckin' right we are."

Weiss rolled her eyes. "Yes, well – as you can see, she is fired up."

"Don't worry about us," Blake said quietly, stroking his arm. "We'll look after each other."

"She's going down," Ruby beamed, patting her collapsed weapon. "You can count on it."

Through the throngs of people, Jaune caught sight of Team FNKI. Specifically, the colorful hair of Neon Katt. Their eyes met and he waved her way, a wave she returned shyly. Yang followed his line of sight and smirked, joining him in waving. Neon gave Yang an unsure look.

"Another one of your conquests," she nodded solemnly. "Do you want to go say hi?"

"Shut up," he nudged her, causing her to laugh out loud. "I'm not sure how much her team knows..."

Blake wore a very sulky expression.

"Oh, cut it out," Weiss poked her in the boob. Blake flinched and backed away, giving Weiss an outraged look. "Your jealousy is leaking out. It's unsightly."

"What?" she snapped. "I'm not leaking anything ."

Yang pinched her butt and she jumped with a muted squeak. "Are you sure about that?"

Ruby snorted while Nora began laughing loud enough to draw attention. Meanwhile, Ren turned away and pretended like nothing was happening, gazing off into the distance with a blank look in his eyes. It was the look Ren usually wore when Nora decided to sure a bit too much information on things.

"Sorry," Jaune apologized automatically, patting Ren on the back.

When the Ace-Ops arrived, things quieted down.

"Listen up," Clover spoke, his voice carrying across the gathered crowd. "In a few moments, you will all receive further instructions via your scrolls. When you've received your mission guidelines, you are to board your designated ships. Does anyone have any questions?"

Everyone remained silent.

"Let me make one thing very clear; the Grimm we are engaging is incredibly dangerous," his voice cracked like a whip, radiating authority. "Do not take it lightly. More information will be given alongside your instructions but this mission is of the highest priority. The future of Atlas and Mantle is at stake. We find it, we eliminate it – no matter how many hours, days or weeks it takes."

A series of ringtones filled the air as scrolls began receiving their instructions.

"Good luck and stay safe," Clover finished, turning away, Harriet and Elm close by his side with Marrow and Vine bringing up the rear. Teams began dividing themselves up and approaching the airships, and when the hangar doors opened, Jaune saw rows of android soldiers perfectly aligned, awaiting orders.

"Well, seems like it's time," Jaune felt a sudden bout of worry, a fierce protectiveness rushing through him.

These were the mothers of his future children and they were about to engage an incredibly dangerous foe. They were very early in their pregnancies but knowing they were going to be out there, potentially fighting for their lives... it made his body tense, unconsciously.

Yang noticed at once.

"Hey," she said firmly, tapping him on the chest with her fist. "We've got this, right girls?"

"Right~!" Ruby chirped.

"Right," Blake nodded at him.

"As if there is any doubt," Weiss flicked her braid.

"Auntie Nora will keep them all safe," Nora boasted, puffing herself up. "Don't you worry about a thing, mister."

Ren met his eyes and silent words passed between them, his brother in all but blood. Jaune nodded and Ren returned it, reaching out to clasp hands in a solid handshake.

And then they were gone, boarding a nearby ship together. Jaune watched until he couldn't see them any more, and watched further until the ship rose into the air and blasted off into the sky, following the ship as it crested over the city before dipping below the horizon, out of sight, heading for the outskirts of the lower city.

Only then did he allow himself to breathe.

"Salutations," a voice said directly behind him and he jerked around in surprise.

"Penny!" he exclaimed, his heart racing. "A little warning next time!"

The ginger haired girl tilted her head. "Was my greeting inappropriate?"

Jaune took a few seconds to calm down before responding. "Just... you surprised me, that's all. I didn't realize you were there."

"Oh," she beamed at him. "Well – I am most definitely here."

"Yeah, I can see that," Jaune tried to keep his amusement buried but it was impossible. "Hello Penny."

"Hello Jaune," she returned, her smile widening briefly. "You are worried about our friends."

He was going to deny it but was there any point? Penny could probably tell if he was lying anyway and it isn't like he was ashamed of it. He was worried. He had every reason to be. What that Grimm had done to him, it had impacted more than just himself. The Temptation had made him utterly powerless and he didn't wish for his friends to ever experience that feeling.

"Yeah," he sighed. "I am. I know the General has taken precautions by sending the android soldiers with them but I just hope we aren't underestimating this Grimm."

If something were to happen to Team RWBY, to Ren or Nora... he wouldn't ever forgive himself. Maybe he was being a little too hard on himself but that was just how he felt. Huntsmen went on dangerous missions all the time, and he and his friends had been dealing with much more than just the regular, run of the mill enemies in recent years.

This was their job.

But he couldn't shake that feeling that if he'd just been better , none of this would have been needed. If he'd aimed a little higher, taken her head, then all of this may never have happened in the first place.

Though maybe he would be dead, as well. Maybe the only reason the other Grimm didn't tear him apart after the Temptation was done with him was because of her survival. It was difficult to know.

Jaune hated it. He just wanted to be out there with them, by their side. Being left behind... sucked.

"I won't let anything happen to them," Penny promised, drawing him out of his darkening thoughts. "They do not know this but I've been assigned to keep a close eye on them by General Ironwood. Just in case."

Jaune frowned. "Why are you..." he trailed off.

It came to him quickly. The children. But why...?

"Wait a minute..." he felt a spark of anger form, quickly growing as something occurred to him. "You aren't using them as bait, are you?"

"It was their idea."

" What? "

"There was talk about excluding them because of their conditions. Just as you may be susceptible to the Grimm's power, they also may be compromised due to their pregnancies. While we have found no signs that your children have in any way been affected by the Temptation, we aren't ruling out the possibility. Team RWBY convinced the General that this may be a good opportunity to lure it out," Jaune felt his heart sink, a feeling of dread overtaking him. "We still don't know why it did to you what it did. It may want the children."

"And it was their idea?" Jaune asked incredulously. "They weren't pressured?"

Penny shook her head. "I was present at the meeting. They suggested it. Neon Katt was brought in to confirm and she also agreed."

And they hadn't told him.

He knew why.

Because he'd have been furious at the mere thought of using them, and their growing children as bait. For good reason! What the hell did they think they were doing?

He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so genuinely upset at his friends. It had been awhile.

"Two members of the Ace-Ops will be accompanying them," Penny continued in an attempt to calm him down. "As well as the android soldiers assigned to all groups. They've been equipped with the latest upgrades in weapon technology. My addition to their group was kept a secret as a fail safe should in the unlikely event that they are compromised, they will be unaware of my presence and I will be able to move decisively. The same plan has been implemented with Team FNKI. Two members of the Ace-Ops will be with Neon Katt at all times, and their search area is adjacent to Team RWBY's allowing me to keep an eye on both squads."

He wanted to rage at her about it but what was the point? It was done, and if nothing else it seems like they were taking every precaution possible and had thought it through. There was no guarantee that the children would attract the Temptation, anyway. It was just a possibility.

It was likely that they were in no more danger than everyone else.

The fact that they'd kept this all from him obviously stung but as he calmed down, he understood why they'd chosen to leave him in the dark. He didn't like it, didn't agree with it, and they would be having words when he saw them next – but he got it.

And really, he couldn't be too upset. There were plenty of things he'd kept silent about over the last few months, so he shouldn't be throwing stones in glass houses, as his father liked to say. Even if his secrecy had been influenced by his condition at the time, it was no excuse.

It just so happened that now he was on the other side of things and liked it little.

"Jaune?"

"Right, I... understand," he met her eyes. "Please, if anything should happen... keep them safe."

Penny nodded. "Of course. They are my best friends in the whole world, and Neon Katt is important to you, correct?" he nodded. "I won't let them down."

"Thank you."

Giving him a firm salute, she wore a massive smile as she blasted off into the sky, the force of her ascent pushing him back a step. Jaune watched her rocket through the sky, following the same path that the airships had taken before vanishing over the horizon in a streak of green.

Jaune closed his eyes, took a deep breath and held it before exhaling shakily.

He needed something to occupy his time. If he didn't, he'd just be thinking about them the entire day and stress himself out over something he couldn't control. That wouldn't help anyone. He could think about them later when he was giving them a piece of his mind.

A few minutes later, he found himself standing in front of the mission boards. With almost every huntsman in the kingdom busy with the hunt for the Temptation, it meant that the first year students were picking up the slack everywhere else. They couldn't cover everything, though, which meant there were an abundance of tasks on hold, everything from simple errands to guard duty, patrols and even some construction work. Since it was so early in the morning, Jaune had his pick of the best.

Jaune blinked as he saw a familiar mission listed and he smiled. It wasn't too late if he caught the next transport down.

That was how half an hour later, Jaune found himself escorting students to school. Even first year academy students didn't want this mission despite the easy pay. And while they perhaps didn't require a huntsman to escort children to school any more, the breach in the wall all but repaired fully and the damage caused by the Grimm to the city of Mantle mostly reversed, it seemed that this request might be here to stay.

Jaune was glad. He had missed the little tykes. And if nothing else, it was an advertisement for the profession. It was good PR.

A few of the usual kids he picked up were absent but that was because they were still in Atlas, not having been moved back to Mantle as of yet. For a brief moment, Jaune had felt his heart freeze in his chest, the thought that perhaps they'd perished in the attack momentarily taking hold. Their small bodies twisted and broken, torn asunder by fang and claw. Thankfully that wasn't the case, and the mood with the children was upbeat as he walked with them, listening to their tales of the last few weeks.

"The people we were staying with had the latest VR headsets, they were so cool!" one of the boys gushed excitedly, almost bouncing out of his shoes. Several of his classmates looked super jealous. "They're way better than the ones we have down here! I got to play the new Huntsman Eclipse game, it looked so real that I almost wet myself but killing the Grimm was really fun!"

Jaune tried not to laugh.

"Emi, where did you get that dress?" one of the girls pressed, staring with envy at her friend who was dressed in a very beautiful gown more suited for a ball than school. It was an older style with thick material and multiple layers, perfect for the colder weather found in Mantle, though much too elaborate for walking down the street. She looked like a doll.

Emi flushed and pressed her fingers together as her friends bombarded her with questions, which she stammered to answer.

When they pulled up in front of a familiar building, two girls barreled into his chest. Jaune scooped them both up effortlessly and they squawked, kicking their legs furiously as he swung them around.

"Jaune~!" they both shouted happily.

Amaranth and Magenta beamed at him, and he found himself smiling back.

"Hey girls," he set them both down. "Ready to go?"

"Of course," they chirped. "Oh – bye mom~!"

They turned back to their building and waved, and that is when Jaune saw Cerise, her nose and cheeks flushed lightly from the cold. She was dressed warmly in a thick sweater and thermal tights, her lovely hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. When she spotted him, her beautiful eyes lit up and she made her way towards them. The sweater was loose enough that at first glance, you couldn't make out the slight swell of her stomach.

But he was staring, and he could very much make out the evidence of their child growing in her womb.

Jaune felt his mouth go dry.

He never got tired of seeing her like this.

"Settled in okay?" he asked, clearing his throat.

Cerise grinned. "Oh, you know – getting there. I didn't know you were taking these missions again."

Jaune shrugged. "Not much else to do right now, and I can't lie – I missed this."

She giggled. "This does take us back, doesn't it?"

Back when things were simpler. Back when he wasn't about to have several children with several different women.

"Yeah, it does."

"You know, if you aren't too busy after you take them to school, I have a leaking pipe that needs fixing," she said, her expression filled with amusement. "I heard huntsmen can be pretty handy around the house. Do you think you could take a look?"

Jaune tried not to laugh but it was a close thing. "I suppose I could give it a once over. See you soon?"

It wasn't until he was ushering the students across the street when Magenta grabbed his hand. He peered down at her in surprise and found her already watching him, her eyes wide.

"Mom is having a baby," she said.

Jaune swallowed. "Yeah, she is."

Amaranth spoke next from his other side. "Are you the dad?"

He took a moment to answer. "Have you asked your mom?"

They both nodded.

"And what did she say?"

"She won't tell us," Magenta pouted.

"She's being dumb," Amaranth rolled her eyes.

"We know how babies are made," they both chorused.

"We learned about it in health class," Magenta finished.

Jaune rubbed his neck awkwardly, thinking it over. He didn't have a problem with them knowing but Cerise had kept the father's identity a secret from them. Jaune wasn't sure why, exactly – but he may have an idea. When he thought about it a little more, he was pretty sure he'd figured it out.

"I don't want to step on your mom's toes, so I'm not going to say anything," they both groaned. "But maybe we can talk about it soon."

"He's totally the dad," Magenta faux-whispered to her sister.

"Totally," Amaranth returned, and then they both started giggling wildly.

They were still giggling when they all arrived at the school and Jaune watched until they all ascended the steps and entered the building before making his way over to the teacher and confirming the completion of the mission.

"Good to have you back," the man said as he clapped him on the shoulder.

"Thanks," Jaune smiled. "Cya later."

As Jaune made his way back down the familiar streets, a sense of deja vu washed over him. It felt like an age ago that this very same scenario played out, the beginning of this wild adventure that led him into the arms of so many different women. He could still remember the worry he felt, sleeping with a client and his fear that his friends would think less of him for crossing the divide.

He chuckled, shaking his head.

Jaune was approaching her building when he paused, one foot on the sidewalk, the other still planted in the street. Almost as if compelled, his head turned, eyes falling on a sewer grate several feet away. Blinking, a strange feeling settled in the back of his mind. The hair on his neck stood up, a tingle racing down his spine. Almost like he was being watched.

This wasn't the first time he'd felt this way.

He moved without thought until he stood by the grate, peering down into the darkness. Kneeling, his fingers curled around the frosted steel and he pulled it open. Retrieving his scroll, he activated the torch and watched as the enclosed space was illuminated.

Nothing. Just an empty basin.

...was he being paranoid?

Feeling uneasy, he replaced the grate and continued over to the apartment block. Attempting to put it out of his mind, he reached out and rang the buzzer. Cerise let him in immediately, expecting him. Climbing the stairs quickly, she was waiting at her door, leaning against the door frame with a mug of coffee clasped in her hand.

"I heard you have a leaking pipe," he teased.

"Here," she held out the cup of coffee and he took it gladly, sipping at the bitter liquid. Feeling the warmth flow through him, he followed her into her apartment, leaving his sword by the door.

He peered around. "This place feels a bit more cramped than last time."

It was all the stuff she'd been given by the generous people of Atlas. There were boxes everywhere, boxes he'd helped pack that still remained unopened. Jaune moved over to the couch and sat, Cerise sitting beside him, one leg tucked beneath her. Their eyes met and without a word, she leaned in and snuggled against his side, his arm opening up to embrace her.

She felt warm and soft, and smelt good; vanilla, lavender and something else, a hint of spice that made his nose tingle as he inhaled her wonderful scent.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded against him. "I just... wanted to hug you, that's all."

They stayed that way for some time, Jaune sipping at his coffee as Cerise nuzzled him with her cheek, her hands toying with the hem of his hoodie. Having her soft, womanly body nestled against him, he felt at ease, his eyes drooping despite the hit of caffeine he was ingesting. Relaxed, he fell into a light doze.

He wasn't sure how long he slept but the next thing he knew, a pair of warm lips were ghosting across his jaw, his cheek, a soft, feminine hand stroking the other side of his face. Turning his head to meet her, their lips touched, her mouth opening gladly.

Her soft whimper went straight to his cock, his shaft swelling rapidly as their tongues curled together. Her mouth was warm and wet, and he could taste the remnants of coffee on her lips, getting lost in their growing enthusiasm. One of her slender legs slipped across his waist until she was sitting on him, her core resting against the growing bulge in his jeans.

Cupping her ass, he squeezed her delectable flesh firmly, his fingers sinking in effortlessly. Cerise wiggled, panting as they swapped spit messily, the passion quickly building. He could feel her plump labia through her tights, spread around his rigid erection as it tried to punch through denim. Controlling her movements, he helped roll her hips against him, swallowing her shuddering moan by sucking on her tongue, her lips, devouring her hungrily.

They kissed until they were both breathless, lips stinging and tongue aching. Resting his forehead against hers, he continued to pull her puffy tight-clad slit across his confined cock.

"Your daughters asked me if I was the father of your baby," he whispered.

Cerise gasped as her clit grinded against him, the spark of pleasure momentarily leaving her witless.

"I'm sorry," she crooned.

"Don't be," he said, tensing his hands and squeezing her ass harder. "I didn't say I was since they said you haven't told them, though they already know. I didn't want to overstep."

Her soft, plush lips ghosted over his jaw, his stubble tickling her.

"Why haven't you told them?" he continued, tensing his legs and lightly thrusting up. Cerise gasped.

"I didn't want to get their hopes up," she admitted, pressing her large breasts against his chest. "Just in case..."

"In case I changed my mind?"

Cerise stilled, her hot breath gusting across his neck as she attempted to regain her composure.

"I won't, you know," he told her seriously, hands sliding up over her hips and waist, framing her ribs as he nudged her back so they could look each other in the eyes. Those gorgeous eyes of hers settled on him, shimmering. "I'll say it every day if I have to. I won't abandon this baby."

"I'm sorry," she said quietly, cupping his cheek. "I know I'm being silly but..."

She'd been through this before. It had shaped her entire life so he wasn't surprised she was still skeptical. Telling her daughters would make it real in a way that couldn't be taken back. It would set expectations and beyond her own feelings, she didn't want to set her daughters up for disappointment.

"It's okay," he told her, arms slipping around her body. She settled flush against him and he could feel the swell of her belly nestle against his stomach. "I get it. You've been burned before. But I'm here to stay, Cerise. I know this situation is... fucked," she gave a startled laugh and he smiled, loving it. "But I'm not running away."

She looked at him with such love that it stole his breath. It was a look he'd only seen on the faces of Ruby, Weiss, Blake and Yang, and he knew that this was right. That this woman was just like them, that she cared for him in a way that words could try to explain but would always fall short of truly capturing.

He kissed her again, strongly, swallowing her sound of surprise. Cerise met him just as eagerly, their lips smacking wetly. One of his hands slipped up under her sweater while the other moved between their bodies, caressing the side of her belly. The skin was taut and warm, smooth.

"Ah~!" she tore her lips away, shuddering. Jaune blinked as she arched her back.

He hadn't been expecting that.

"Is it... sensitive?" he asked, worried he'd done something wrong.

"A little," she managed to get out, her insides coiling. Having his sturdy, manly cock pressing on her pussy while he touched her pregnant tummy sent a spike of lust through her so powerful that it had almost blinded her. "Mm – Jaune, keep touching me."

It had been so long since she'd been with him. They'd only had one afternoon together and yet it had been one of the greatest days of her life. Sex had never felt that good for her, not with the father of her children, not with the few men littered throughout the years. She had never felt for them what she felt for Jaune. Even her first love... she knew now that it had been puppy love, more than a crush but not by much. Enough for her to want to spend her life with him, raising their children – but he hadn't wanted that.

Jaune was more.

In every way.

She felt hot. She was burning up inside, her filled womb on fire. Her lungs felt withered, scorched. Her head was filled with steam, rendering her thoughts sluggish. Jaune... wasn't just hers. Did that make her jealous? Yes, it did. If she could have her way, it would just be them. They'd get married and continue to grow their family, but that wasn't the reality.

But the reality wasn't bad. She could still have him. She just had to share him.

She could do that.

Her hands fumbled with his belt, fingers shaking as she unbuckled it and hastily pulled open his jeans. Pulling down his underwear, she moaned as the hot, velvety skin of his massive cock met her palm.

"Cerise," he uttered but she stole his voice with her lips.

He had explained what had happened to him, how it may have influenced things between them but Cerise felt no different. If it did do anything, anything at all, it can't have been much. Pushed her to take the plunge, to invite him in... given her the courage to seek happiness for once, beyond the duty of raising her little girls.

Perhaps she shouldn't but a small piece of her, buried deep inside felt... grateful. Grateful to the Grimm that had given her the nudge she needed to take something just for herself.

Her fist pumped him furiously, stroking him until her palm was slick with his pre-cum. Jaune groaned into her mouth, pawing at her body, her thighs, her hips, palming her confined breasts until they ached. When he cradled her belly, she shivered out of control, a high pitched whine filling the air.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yesss~!" she hissed, pulling her sweater up over her head, discarding it and her bra with a deft flick of her fingers. She felt her self esteem rocket through the roof as her breasts were bared and Cerise witnessed his blue eyes darken, pupils wide as he drank her in. When his eyes settled on her tummy, swollen with his child, she felt his cock stiffen harder than before.

She might not be a huntress but Jaune thought she was beautiful. That was all that mattered to her.

Jaune didn't waste any time, his hands palming her large breasts, squeezing them as she thrust out her chest in delight. His fingers sunk into the soft flesh effortlessly, his palms caressing her large, puffy nipples. Testing their weight, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around one of her inverted peaks, tongue lashing her nipple as she moaned sweetly. She continued to pump his cock up and down, her other hand joining the first, double-fisting his shaft and trapping her tits between her arms, jostling them with her movements.

He feasted on her, stroking and stretching her breasts, devouring them with his lips. Cerise mewled as his tongue flicked and teased her inverted nipple until with a hearty suck, he managed to pull the tip free. Then he got to work on her other breast, leaving the first wet and aching, throbbing with desire. In retaliation, her hands assaulted his glans, relishing the way his rock hard cock tensed and swelled, tracing the contours of his flushed crown and the way the skin stretched below the prominent ridge, teasing the underside with soft touches.

Her tits were magnificent; large with healthy sag, weighty, full. Jaune coaxed her other nipple out of hiding before kissing a wet trail across her plump tits and burying his face in her cleavage, licking the heated valley and tasting her skin. Nipping at the inner swell of her breasts, he kissed down and lifting one of her heavy tits, he bit the underside and sucked.

"Mmmnnng~!" Cerise grunted, something hot and slick pooling in her underwear. Her insides trembled as he bit her again, sucking and licking until a bright love bite marked the underside of her breast, a brand of ownership, and she mewled, vaginal walls clenching around nothing.

"J-Jaune," she panted. "Mmm~! I want it. Please, give it to me."

Jaune guided her hips up, her feet falling to the floor before he began tugging on her tights, peeling them down her shapely legs. She hurriedly kicked them off when they pooled around her ankles, leaving her in nothing but a pair of cute panties, the pink material decorated with small little hearts. They were a childish pair, comfortable, something she had thrown on this morning without thought, not knowing that Jaune would be here, like this, cock out and ready for her. She could have changed while he walked the girls to school but she'd forgotten.

He didn't care. He thought they looked amazing on her.

The crotch was damp with her arousal, darkened with her juices. Instead of removing them, he began removing his own clothes, kicking off his pants and underwear, pulling off his hoodie and shirt until he was completely naked. Cerise felt her core pulse at the sight of his muscular body, as if chiseled from a piece of stone. She drank in the way each muscle tensed and rolled as he moved, his abs flexing as his steel erection stood straight up, curved away from his body only to meet it again.

It had been so long since she'd had this cock. Her legs trembled in a sudden bout of weakness but then his warm, strong hands here on her waist, squeezing as he pulled her down.

"Wait, my panties," she said, her knees spreading on either side of his legs. Jaune grinned up at her, sexy and roguish and she lost her mind.

"I like them," he told her, voice deepened with lust. "Keep them on."

He could see the outline of her pussy through the sodden material and when he pulled her against his cock, the heat was exquisite. Cerise whimpered as she rocked her hips, grinding back and forth, her occupied womb throbbing.

"That feels really good," he told her, and she shivered. His voice was like honey, dripping into her ears whenever he praised her. "Cerise, you're so sexy. I love your body."

She couldn't wait any longer.

"Can I put it in?" she crooned, shaking her hips. She could feel his meat settled between her labia, spreading her apart through her underwear. Even through her panties, she'd coated the underside of his dick in her essence. "Jaune, I want to put it in."

"Okay," he said, stroking her soft skin. "Put it in."

Cerise trembled as he peeled her panties to the side, the material stuck to her tender pussy. Without a barrier, her sticky discharge spilled over his balls, hot and silky. Grabbing his girthy shaft, she angled her hips as she pointed him straight at her snatch, the blunt tip swiping over her swollen lips.

"That's it," he encouraged, cock flexing at the sensation of her juicy quim sliding across his tip. "Now fuck me."

He'd almost forgotten how tight she was. Her entrance parted with resistance, spreading around his glans and swallowing him in its molten embrace. Jaune watched with eager eyes as her pussy spread obscenely as she sunk down, her voice high as he cleaved her apart. Her folds throbbed around him, clinging to him, and when he passed over her g-spot, she cried out, half sob, half song.

Legs weakened by the pleasure that surged through her body, Cerise dropped the rest of the way without control. Her face twisted in beautiful agony as he speared her, her body impaled on his cock. His crown slammed into her cervix, aided by gravity and her weight, and she wailed as she balanced on the end of his cock, thighs shaking as her mind momentarily blacked out.

Jaune groaned as he helped steady her, hands curled around her waist. Her pussy was stuffed to the limit, an inch or so left, unable to slide inside. Her insides tightened around him impossibly tight, coiling like a hot, wet, vice.

"Cerise?" he asked and she moaned gibberish, back arched. If not for his hands on her waist, she would tumble off his lap and onto the floor. "Come back to me."

He pulled her forward until she rested against him, her panting breath gusting across his chest. Gripping her plush butt, he spread her cheeks and squeezed, gripping her strongly.

"If you don't fuck me, I'll fuck you," he told her, and when she did nothing but moan against him, he lifted her up, muscles flexing as he dragged her throbbing cunt up his cock until the ridge of his crown stretched her entrance, and then he let her drop.

A choked scream lodged in her throat as overwhelming pleasure spiked up her spine and into her brain. This is what she'd been missing all this time. Jaune continued to lift and plunge her up and down his length, grunting as she squeezed his shaft with her vaginal muscles. The way she rippled around him whenever she gasped for breath was so hot, and when she began to help move her hips, rocking back and forth, grinding him deep against the mouth of her womb, his balls tightened in ecstasy.

It wasn't long until his lap was drenched in her sticky girl cum, gushing from her packed hole as she rode him with increasing vigor. Gaining some of her strength back, she pushed away from him, her plump breasts swaying as she began to rock and roll her body with more control, undulating on his length. Jaune watched her body move, mesmerized.

Her thick, heady scent filled him up, arousal and musk mixing with her perfume. Cute little sounds of exertion spilled from her lovely lips, her face the picture of rapture. The way her brow was furrowed, eyes narrowed and mouth open loosely, it drove him mad with lust.

"Ahhn~! Anng~! Ooouh~! Jaune~!" she whined after a particularly deep grind, body shuddering as her pussy pulsed rapidly. "You feel so good~! Mmm, your cock feels so good~! "

Unable to ignore her swinging tits any longer, he leaned up and began sucking on them eagerly, nipping at them with his teeth, tugging on her nipples and rolling them with his tongue until they throbbed in a mixture of pain and pleasure, hard enough to crack. Her hips stuttered as she whimpered, cradling his head as she started moving her hips faster, harder, bucking into him.

This was the cock that had ruined her. The cock that had shown her that there was no equal, that he was the best she would ever have. This was the cock that had impregnated her, firing its hot, velvety load deep into her uterus and knocking her up, just as she'd begged for, even though at the time she tried to play it off.

This was her cock. A cock she had to share, but she would share it gladly if she got to fuck it again, and again, and again.

Jaune could feel that she was close, her folds clutching at him desperately. He let Cerise fuck herself stupid on his cock, basking in her growing moans of pleasure, her voice cracking as he played with her breasts, pressing them together and squeezing, her delectable flesh spilling between his splayed fingers. Her skin was covered in a light sweat and he licked it, tasting her, and when he bit her collarbone, she shattered.

Cerise chased her climax, hips snapping against Jaune wildly, her pussy on fire. His fat glans tugged on her walls as they tightened around him, coiled tight. That heady tension in her belly, right where her baby was forming, it threatened to snap, her lungs beginning to chafe as she squealed. When he bit her, teeth sinking into her soft skin, something unraveled. Cerise felt her vaginal muscles seize up and her mouth opened in a silent scream, eyes rolling in bliss.

The first contraction stole her breath, the second her mind, and the third her soul. With his crown settled directly against her cervix, her entire body grew taut, her pussy throbbing wildly out of control. She felt his cock flex, hard as steel – and then she was in pieces, sobbing as her cunt clenched and collapsed around him again, and again, and again. Endlessly, her orgasm soared, and she sagged against him, finally finding her voice.

" Cumming~!! " she squealed, so high that her throat hurt. "Oh, I'm cuuuuuummming~! "

Jaune embraced her sweaty body as she came completely undone, her snatch milking him furiously, as if her body wasn't already swelling with child and it desperately wanted his seed for breeding. His cock felt so good, encased in her writhing pussy, gushing around him, stroking him until the point of madness.

He wanted to cum, but he wouldn't like this.

Cerise felt the world tilt as she was flipped over and suddenly she was on her back, spread out on the couch with her legs open wide. Jaune towered over her, his lean body the perfect picture of a man about to conquer. Pulling back, he thrust into her still orgasming pussy and she wailed, head thrown back as he punched into her deep.

"Hnngg~!" she grunted. "Auuh---nnngg~!"

He set a brutal pace, fingers digging into her thighs as he pistoned into her convulsing quim. It was hard work, fucking an orgasming cunt as tight as this one. It threatened to make him give up, the pleasure too great but he wouldn't be denied. He was careful not to fuck her too deeply, knowing she couldn't take his entire length to the base and not wanting to hurt their unborn child, but otherwise he went wild, pounding her as his balls lifted in preparation.

Her magnificent tits rolled with every thrust, each crooning moan egging him on. On and on he went, fucking her, ravaging her tender pussy until she locked up again, her body shuddering as her pussy gripped him like a wet, sticky vice.

"Ahhhhh~!"

Cerise spilled into a second orgasm, barely finished with her first. She couldn't breathe, her heart jackhammering in her chest, her uterus pounding with molten heat. His glans raked over her g-spot and she saw nothing but white, her brain shorting out as pleasure robbed her of consciousness, blanking out in a sea of bliss.

Feeling her milk his shaft for a second time finished him off. Three, four, five thrusts and the tension in the base of his dick reached critical mass. Sheathing himself deep, Jaune groaned deeply as his balls jumped, his shaft tensed and semen rocketed up his length. Cerise gasped brokenly as his sperm gushed into her thickly, several shots thudding into her cervix and scorching her from within.

Pulling out mid-orgasm, Jaune stroked his cock as the final few shots lanced across her pregnant belly, painting her skin in long, thick stripes. Seeing her spread out below him, pregnant with his child and packed with his cum, his cum on her skin, face fucked stupid...

...his cock jumped, far from finished.

They fucked, and fucked, and fucked – just like that first day together. Jaune felt his stamina only increase with each pounding he delivered, drinking in the sexual energy they were creating together, pummeling her poor pussy until she couldn't take it any more. She cleaned him off with her mouth, slurping lewdly as she tasted his cum and her own musky discharge, brain turned to mush. Jaune had to pry her off his cock like a leech, his hypersensitivity finally getting the better of him.

If she wasn't already pregnant, there wouldn't have been a doubt about it now. He'd ejaculated so much inside her, filled her so thoroughly that it would have rendered any birth control void.

Afterwards, he helped her shower and then helped her to bed. She was out like a light, curled up in a bathrobe, and he tucked her in before checking the time.

School wouldn't be finishing for a couple hours yet but there was no point in returning to Atlas, only to come back down. His stomach chose that moment to grumble and Jaune was hit with powerful hunger pains.

He'd worked up one hell of an appetite.

Peering down at Cerise's calm face, he moved into the kitchen and wrote a note in case she woke up when he was gone.

Gone to get some food, I'll bring some back for you

- Jaune

As he stepped out onto the street, he checked for nearby fast food on his scroll. There was a Mistrali place not too far away but it was closed due to the attack, having been demolished by the Grimm which was a bummer. Jaune felt like noodles. The next closest was fish and chips, and they were open.

Walking down the sidewalk, he got to the corner and paused, that strange tingle in the back of his mind resurfacing. As if he was being watched. Looking around, he saw a few people going about their business but nothing unusual, none of them paying him any attention. Everything seemed normal – other than an open manhole, right in the middle of the street.

Frowning, he made his way over, that feeling only growing stronger as he approached. Annoyed, he peered down into the darkness but again, saw nothing but an old frosted ladder that led down into the sewer. He felt compelled to take a closer look but he fought it off, tired of this feeling of paranoia.

"The hell is wrong with me."

Turning away to replace the cover, he froze as he caught movement in the corner of his eye. In a flash, his hand dropped to Crocea Mors but it was too late.

Jaune shouted as something long, black and powerful wrapped around his head and neck. Within moments, he was airborne, pulled up into the air, his stomach swooping – and then he vanished down into the sewer, swallowed by darkness.