Chapter-64

Jaune couldn't avoid him forever.

"How about we go for a drink," Qrow suggested, though it didn't sound much like a suggestion at all. "Just the two of us."

The man had cornered him after they'd left Doctor Polendina's lab. Everyone else was so excited for the coming 'training bout' between Winter and Nora that they didn't notice, and Jaune was left to fend for himself against a no doubt irate uncle of two pregnant nieces.

Jaune could have called out. He could have. He could have alerted his girlfriends to his plight but he didn't. He needed to be a man about this. None of that fake macho stuff that he used to fumble with back at Beacon in a futile attempt at impressing Weiss but real man stuff. He needed to take responsibility.

No matter how uncomfortable this was going to be.

"It's the middle of the day," Jaune pointed out.

"I know a couple of places," Qrow countered, voice gruff.

"...I thought you quit drinking?"

It was something that Yang and Ruby were really proud of. Drunkle Qrow no longer drowned his sorrows and was a new man, so to speak. Atlas had been surprisingly good for him, even if the path that led him here hadn't been easy. Having your entire world upended was never a good time, Jaune knew that from experience. But Qrow had come out the other end stronger for it.

Jaune wasn't really in the mood to appreciate that growth right now, though.

"I have," Qrow glared at him. "I'll drink water."

Jaune sighed.

"Right. Well – lead the way."

At least Jaune couldn't see a weapon on him. Harbinger was nowhere in sight.

Awkward didn't even begin to explain what the next thirty minutes felt like. They walked in silence across campus, down into the city and for several blocks until Qrow finally stopped at a rather nondescript bar. It was not your typical Atlesian establishment. It appeared more suited for Mantle.

A small bell chimed as they stepped inside. It wasn't busy seeing as it was barely midday but there were a few patrons about, older gentlemen nursing whiskey or rum, or a simple beer. Jaune followed Qrow over to a clear section of the bar.

"What do you drink?" he asked, slipping onto one of the barstools. "I'm buying."

Jaune shot Qrow a wary look before following his example. The stools were surprisingly comfortable.

"I don't really know," Jaune shrugged but relented when those pale red eyes focused on him sharply. "Beer, I guess?"

Qrow raised his hand, flagging down the bartender. He was an older man with a rather impressive mustache, dressed neatly in a pair of black trousers with suspenders and a white long sleeve buttoned down shirt. The sleeves were rolled back over strong forearms; Jaune frowned. Something about this man screamed retired Huntsman.

"An Old Fashioned for my friend here," Qrow said, completely disregarding what he'd said. Why'd he even ask, then? "And a water for me."

Qrow slid some lien across the bar.

"Bourbon, single malt or rye?"

Qrow didn't even think about it. "Bourbon."

The bartender took it, nodding. "Coming right up."

Jaune watched as the man put his cocktail together, each movement precise. A hand darted beneath the counter, returning with a clean glass, the base thumping against the hardwood grain. Completely clueless, he had zero idea about what was going into the drink but it seemed pretty simple. Some syrup, bitters and ice mixed together, and then—"Any bourbon in particular?"

"Raven Rare if you have it."

They did have it. The man selected a slender bottle from his collection on the shelf behind the bar and measured out two ounces, pouring it into the glass before giving it a stir. When everything was well chilled, he fetched an orange of all things, removing a section of the peel and expressing the oils across the rim of the glass and into the drink itself before popping it inside. He then finished it with a cocktail cherry for garnish, sliding the drink towards him.

"One Old Fashioned," the bartender said. He then filled up a glass with ice and water. "And one water."

"Thanks, Gerry," Qrow said, giving the man a nod. When the bartender – Gerry – left them alone, he turned towards Jaune. "Enjoy it. That is a mighty fine drink you have there."

Why did it feel like he was being fed poison?

Jaune cradled the glass, allowing the chill to seep into his hands for a moment before taking a sip. He noticed immediately that it wasn't as harsh as the drink Ironwood had shared with him, the spirit mellowed by the additions of syrup and bitters. While he could still feel the burn of alcohol, it was tempered by a mild sweetness that he rather liked more than he thought he would. He could also taste the orange, that slight tang of acidity. It was so subtle that he almost missed it.

He quickly took another sip.

"This is good," he revealed aloud, licking his lips.

"Why do you sound so surprised?" Qrow snarked. "If there is one thing I know, it's my drinks."

Jaune didn't doubt that. Not at all. He was just a little nervous.

"So…" Jaune drew the word out, setting his glass down. "What did you want to talk about?"

"You know what I want to talk about."

He didn't rise to the bait and waited. It didn't take long for Qrow to speak again.

"Those girls mean everything to me, do you understand?" There was danger in his voice now. Jaune didn't answer. "They're my family. And I'm not talking about blood, you've met my sister. Real lovely woman, isn't she? No – Ruby is just as much my family as Yang is, they both may as well be my daughters because I won't be having any of my own. How do you think a father would feel when he finds out that some punk kid got not just one of them pregnant, but both of them ?"

Jaune could imagine. If he was in Qrow's position, he would be furious. Even as a brother, he'd once thought that if this had happened to any of his sisters, he'd be equally as incensed. He understood the feeling perfectly well.

"But not only that – they aren't the only ones," Qrow shook his head, a bark of laughter escaping him. There was nothing warm about it. "You sure know how to get around, don't ya, kid?"

What could he say? Jaune felt like anything he offered would only make it worse. He had a feeling that Qrow didn't necessarily want him to say anything. He just wished to vent.

But Jaune wanted to make one thing perfectly clear.

"I love them."

Qrow's hand twitched.

"Love?" he parroted sardonically. " Love ? Is that what you think this is?"

"Have you talked to your nieces?"

"Oh, I've talked to them alright. They can't see beyond your little contrite act and think it is just as much their fault as it is yours. You've got them wound pretty tight around your fingers, don't ya? The rest of them too. And I always thought Tai was bad. He doesn't come close."

As if to cool off, Qrow knocked back his water in one shot. The glass pounded against the counter with a loud thunk .

"But I can't do much about it, can I? Those little sprogs they are carrying are going to need a father," Qrow scowled. "Otherwise we'd be having more than a few words and a drink."

Those red eyes burned a hole in the side of his head but Jaune made sure to keep calm, taking another sip of his drink. The slight burn helped to ground him, focusing his thoughts.

"They will have a father," Jaune said. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Think that is impressive?"

"Not really," Jaune shrugged. "I'm just taking responsibility."

"Responsibility," Qrow said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Does any of this sound like something a responsible person would have to do?"

He was right, of course. A responsible person wouldn't have gotten multiple women pregnant. There were extenuating circumstances but at the end of the day, this situation was a result of Jaune being very much not responsible.

"How long have you known me now?" he suddenly asked.

Qrow frowned. "What?"

"How long have you known me?" Jaune pressed. "Two years now? You followed us from Vale, made sure to keep an eye on Ruby while we traveled across Sanus and Anima. You should have a pretty good grasp of the type of person I am by now."

"What's your point?"

Jaune turned, blue meeting red for the first time. Qrow appeared surprised, leaning back. "Do you think I would ever try and intentionally hurt Ruby?" he asked seriously. "That I would ever try and hurt Yang?"

Qrow's face tightened.

"I know this is a mess," Jaune sighed then, looking away. "It's ridiculous but this is my life now. We did what we did, and it not only affects us now. We're going to have children," Jaune shook his head, almost in disbelief. "I still have a hard time coming to terms with it. Me – a dad? I can barely look after myself and now I'm going to be responsible for a bunch of kids. I – honestly? I'm terrified."

He'd finally said it.

He hadn't dared give voice to that around the girls. He needed to be strong for them, reliable and in control; a rock for them to lean on, when times got tough. They were going through this, just as he was, and they didn't need him freaking out because this whole situation was stressful enough. It was easy to be calm now. When these babies were finally born?

That is when things were going to get real.

"I don't know anything about raising kids," Jaune admitted, swirling his Old Fashioned around, eyes watching the ice click against the glass. "I honestly don't know how my mom and dad did it. Eight of us," he snorted. "Unreal."

After a moment, he downed the rest of his drink. It made him feel warm.

"But just because I'm scared shitless doesn't mean I'm going to turn tail and run from this," his glass thumped against the bar. "I can't turn back time, Qrow. No one can. I can't undo what has already happened. Things just aren't that convenient. If I could, Pyrrha would still be here with us. I'm sure if you could, there are people you'd save."

The pain in Qrow's eyes was clear.

"But what I can do is make sure I do the right thing, moving forward. I can raise these kids to be the best people they can be. I'm sure I'll mess up sometimes. A lot of times, probably. But I am going to try, " he stressed. "They'll be my whole world. Their mothers will be my whole world, if that is what they want. I'm not going to give up. Even if you hate me, if Taiyang hates me, it doesn't matter. Compared to them, that means nothing to me."

Silence fell between them. For lack of anything to do, he waved down Gerry and got another Old Fashioned while Qrow stewed. When the drink was set before him, he quickly took a sip, savoring the taste. He could get used to something like this.

Finally—"Though I know Ruby and Yang would be thrilled if you didn't hate their boyfriend. If not for me, do it for them."

Qrow laughed suddenly, and this one sounded a little more genuine. "Are you trying to use my nieces against me?"

Jaune shrugged, grinning slightly. "Maybe a little?"

"Hmm – there is some bite to you, after all," Qrow drummed his fingers on the counter. "I'm not happy about this."

A more obvious statement had never been made.

"I don't know if I ever will be," his fingers stopped. "Those girls deserve the world. They don't deserve whatever this is," Qrow then sighed. "You're right. I do have a good grasp on the type of person you are. I watched you with Ruby for months. You'd just lost your partner and yet you were there for her when the rest of her team couldn't be, when her own sister couldn't. I know what it's like to lose a teammate."

Summer Rose. Ruby's mother.

"I know the pain that comes with that. The fact that you were able and willing to go with her, so soon after what happened… it worried me, at first," Jaune looked at him, surprised. "Don't get the wrong idea, I wasn't worried for you. I was worried that you would endanger Ruby, make a decision due to emotion and get her hurt. But the more I watched you brats, the more I was put at ease. Sure, you had an unhealthy habit of training the night away, eyes glued to your scroll—"

"—ah, you saw that?" Jaune groaned.

"—but you were there for her when she needed it. You weren't absent. And when I got myself well and truly fucked, poisoned by that creep Tyrian – you were willing to go the extra mile for me, a man you'd never met, because it was important to Ruby."

That felt like a lifetime ago now, in the ruins of Kuroyuri. Even so, Jaune could still taste the fear on his tongue as they struggled to find help for Ruby's uncle, hunted by a dangerous Grimm.

"When I found out about all of this," Qrow gestured vaguely. "I couldn't believe it. That punk kid, messing around with an entire team? You never struck me as the type. Hell, I never thought you'd land one bird, let alone seven."

Wasn't that a bit mean? "Uh – thanks?"

"But I guess if my nieces had to fall for any womanizer, it might as well be you," Jaune grimaced. He was really getting his shots in, wasn't he? "If you break their hearts, I'll break your neck."

Qrow said that last part so casually that Jaune didn't doubt his words for a second.

"I won't."

"Good because I don't feel like murdering some idiot kid who couldn't keep his cock locked up in his pants," Qrow eyed Jaune's drink. "That looks good."

"It is."

"Tsk – swearing off the hooch at a time like this," Qrow groused. "What was I thinking?"

Qrow stood when Jaune finished his drink, clapping him on the shoulder hard enough to bruise, his fingers gripping him firmly. Leaning in, Qrow looked him dead in the eye.

"Don't fuck it up."

And then he was walking out the door, leaving Jaune alone sitting at the bar.

That was it, then.

Jaune sat there for a few minutes, contemplating what he should do. He almost ordered another drink but when he checked his scroll, he saw that he had a dozen or so messages, and even a couple of missed calls. If he hadn't set it to silent, it would have been constantly going off.

Before he could look at any of them, another call came through at that very moment. Preparing himself for a scolding, Jaune answered.

"Hey Blake," he said as the cat faunus appeared on screen. "What's up?"

"Don't you what's up her, mister," Weiss pushed Blake off screen before the girl could answer, looking annoyed. "Why haven't you been answering your scroll?"

"Sorry, I had it on silent," he apologized.

"Why?" the former heiress demanded hotly.

"Weiss, get out of the way," Ruby wiggled her way into shot, the top of her head butting into Weiss' chin with a sharp clack. "Ow~!"

"Ruby!" Weiss cradled her jaw. "That hurt!"

"How about you let Blake talk to him, it's her scroll," Yang said wryly from off screen. "You can tear into him after she's done."

Somehow, Blake managed to wrestle her scroll back into her control, looking a little flustered.

"What's going on over there?" he asked, amused despite the coming telling off he knew he was about to receive.

"We were worried. The last time you weren't answering your scroll…" that immediately doused his amusement.

Jaune sighed. "Sorry. I was busy with something."

"With what?"

He hesitated. "Uh – Qrow wanted to talk."

All of a sudden, Yang's hair whipped into frame. "What did you say?"

"Your uncle wanted to talk."

"Did he do anything? Are you okay?" Lilac eyes frantically searched him for injuries. "Did you two get into a fight?"

"The opposite, actually. He took me for a drink."

Yang stared at him.

"He what?"

"Yeah, he took me to a bar and bought me a drink."

"...it wasn't poisoned, was it?"

Jaune laughed. "No, actually – it was pretty good."

"You've been drinking?" Weiss' voice carried through before her face nudged in the side. He could only see the top of her head. "In the middle of the day? Don't become an alcoholic."

Like my mother was left unsaid.

"He wasn't drinking, was he?" Ruby asked, appearing from the top upside down. She sounded disappointed. "You should have stopped him!"

Was it really his place to stop him? It didn't matter though.

"He just had water, don't worry. He's still sober."

Ruby sighed in relief.

"So you guys just talked?" Yang looked as surprised as she sounded, voice filled with disbelief. "That's it?"

"That was bad enough," Jaune groaned. "Do you know how awkward this stuff is? Sorry for impregnating both of your nieces, it just kinda happened? At least Winter just threatened me and walked off."

"She what?" Weiss snapped.

Oh – maybe he shouldn't have said anything?

"Uh…" Jaune searched frantically for something to say that would distract her but came up with nothing. "Crud."

"She promised me she wouldn't do that," Weiss said, clearly peeved.

"Weiss, really – it's fine. She was just worried about you, that's all."

"She shouldn't have lied to me, then," oh yeah, Weiss was not impressed. "We'll be having words."

Speaking of Winter…

"How'd the match go?" he asked.

"It was spectacularly terrifying," Blake deadpanned. "We already knew that maiden's were something else but watching two fight each other is… out of this world."

"Ironwood was freaking out because the training facility was struggling to keep them contained," Yang snickered. "You should have seen Nora. She juiced herself up on lightning and punched a hole through the wall. That's when they called it since that was kinda hard to hide from the students."

It was strange to think that only just a couple of weeks ago, that power had been in the hands of Salem. Now they had two maidens and two relics under their control. Raven Branwen had control of the mantle of Spring, while Summer was out there, unaccounted for.

What happened next? With Cinder dead, Tyrian and Arthur locked up in prison, two of the four powers under their umbrella and all four relics safe – two still locked away in their vaults – it felt like for the first time since all this started, they were coming out ahead. Now with the world knowing of Salem's existence, things were sure to change.

Had they won?

For now, it appeared to be the case. As unfathomable as that prospect had once seemed.

Jaune knew that in the grand scheme of things, it wasn't much. Salem was an immortal being that had lived since time immemorial. Their lives were so short and insignificant to her, and so she could wait another hundred, two hundred, a thousand years to make her move again. This was only a temporary victory as it stood right now. As long as Salem existed, the danger she posed to the world would remain.

But this was a start. It might just delay her – but that was enough; for now.

One step at a time.

"Are you coming back now?" Ruby asked.

Jaune nodded. "Yeah, I'm on my way. Where do you want to meet up?"

The four girls shared a look, one that was impossible to miss.

"Come to our room," Ruby smiled happily.

"Right," Jaune smiled back. "See you soon."

There was no mistaking what they had planned. Jaune hurried back to the academy, not quite running but it was close. Power walking across campus, he garnered a few looks as he bounded up the stairs and quickly made his way to the dorms. Team RWBY's door in sight, he jogged down the hallway until he was standing outside their room.

He couldn't hear anything coming from within but Jaune could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath before grinning. Swiping his scroll over the electronic lock, it disengaged.

The door slid open and he stepped inside. It slid closed behind him.

The room was dark, the shutters on the window closed. Jaune stood there for a moment, eyes searching through the darkness but he could see nothing, hear nothing. He felt like prey; willing prey, waiting for them to pounce.

But as the seconds stretched and nothing happened, Jaune was forced to take action. Reaching out, his hand felt along the wall and quickly found the light switch. Flicking it, the lights turned on and what he greeted his eyes stole his breath away.

Seated on their beds, Weiss, Yang, Blake and Ruby met his stare with sultry smiles, their eyes bright. He drank in their delightful, youthful skin – bare as the day they were born. Naked, waiting for his touch.

"I think he likes what he sees," Blake teased, those exotic golden eyes glittering with mischief.

"Of course he does, we're hot shit," Yang boasted, thrusting her chest out to draw the eye. Her large, shapely breasts stood proudly, capped with stiff nipples waiting to be sucked.

Ruby giggled, squirming, her smaller not no less lovely tits jiggling invitingly. "Tada~! We thought you could do with some cheering up after Uncle Qrow stole you away."

Ice blue eyes scalded him with their intensity, Weiss' slender, perfect body flowing like water as she stood. She approached him with careful steps, her trim waist stretching as her hips swayed. His eyes fell to her bare slit.

"Let us look after you," she said, holding out a hand. "Let us pamper you."

He reached out and took her hand.

They undressed him slowly, their wonderful bodies pressing against him eagerly. Feeling their warmth, their softness, their scent touching his nose, by the time they peeled off his pants and underwear, he was already half hard. When their smooth, soft hands grasped him, fondling his shaft and balls, he quickly rose to full mast, hard and throbbing.

"We're going to take care of you," Yang kissed his shoulder, nipping at his skin with a hint of teeth.

"We want to make you feel good," Blake cooed, caressing his ass before giving it an aggressive squeeze, her nails digging in. His cock flexed, jumping with excitement and Weiss smirked, giving the head a gentle pat.

"You deserve it," Weiss said, voice filled with love. Her fingers tickled the underside of his glans, causing his dick to stiffen and shiver from tip to stem and root.

Ruby pecked him on the chest, licking between his pectorals. "So just sit back and relax, okay? You don't have to do a thing."

Jaune wasn't about to argue with that.

Blake nuzzled against his side, her nose pressing into him. Jaune heard her inhale deeply.

"Mm, you smell good," she purred.

Yang followed her example, unable to contain her laughter as she took a deep sniff of his arm. "Yeah, you smell alright."

Blake glared across him at her partner and lover, annoyed. "You're an idiot."

Ruby snorted, rubbing a hand across his abs, groping him remorselessly. Weiss rolled her eyes, though her smile told Jaune everything he needed to know as she grasped his cock firmly and pulled.

"This way," she said, directing him not to one of the beds but to a chair by the table. When she nudged him to sit, he obeyed. "There. You just sit here and get comfortable."

Jaune watched with growing excitement as they crowded around him, their hands ghosting across his body. Hands caressed his shoulders and arms, his chest and abs, teasing touches trailing up and down his sides. Blake nudged his legs apart and knelt between them, his cock standing straight up, visibly straining as it throbbed in time to his heartbeat. Jaune shivered as her hot breath gusted across his length, his balls tightening.

"Hey," Ruby pouted, wiggling in next to Blake. "I'm team leader, remember?"

"Sorry, sis," Yang smirked. "We decided we can't abide by your tyrannical rule any longer. You'll have to share with our kitty cat here."

"Treason," Ruby sulked.

Weiss laughed, reaching for one of his hands and bringing it between her lovely thighs. He could feel the heat of her core moments before she pressed his palm against her puffy slit. "Majority rules. Get used to it, Ruby."

Yang followed Weiss' lead, claiming his other hand and holding it against her pussy. He felt the difference at once; Yang was blistering hot compared to Weiss' usual, tender heat. Her outer lips spread apart as she rocked her hips lightly, grinding her quim against his knuckles.

Gentle kisses peppered his shaft as Blake leaned in, Ruby joining her teammate when she realized what was happening. Jaune hummed as their soft, plush lips trailed up and down, soft little sucks making his dick swell eagerly. Uncurling his hand, Yang directed his fingers along the underside of her slit, quickly finding her leaking entrance. She moaned softly as two of his fingers slipped inside, parting her folds as they sunk in knuckle deep.

"That looks good," Weiss teased, lustful eyes watching as Yang trembled from head to toe. The blonde haired girl began rolling her hips and Jaune met her movements with his own, slowly moving his hand back and forth, fingering her needy twat. Yang's sizable breasts swayed, her face pinching with pleasure.

"It is," Yang uttered in a sigh, biting her lip. "You should try it."

He always felt so rotten whenever he compared them but he just couldn't help it. As Weiss forced his fingers inside her, the difference was plain as day. Her entrance was much tighter, strangling his fingers in a vice-like grip as he sunk further in. As always, Yang was hotter, her internal temperature much higher than any other woman he had been with. Her folds were almost plumper, her arousal sticky and thick while Weiss' inner walls were more textured, rougher, her discharge silky.

"Oh," Weiss crooned sweetly as his fingers curled and settled against her g-spot, raking over that rough, swelling patch of flesh. Her pussy rippled in delight. "Right there, Jaune. Mm, I like it right there."

He did the same to Yang, putting pressure on her sweet spot, her face crumpling. "Hmmmng~! That's it~!"

"Look at those two," Ruby complained between kisses, moving down to his balls to give them some love. Her tongue darted out, tickling them with quick, rapid swipes. "We're meant to be pampering Jaune, not having him pamper us."

"We're just keeping his hands warm, that's all," Yang ribbed, her back arching beautifully as she thrust her tits out. Jaune's eyes followed the wonderful lines of her fit, huntress trained body. "We wouldn't want him – ahhn~! -- to be cold, right?"

A soft nose tickled the underside of his glans, Blake nuzzling him. When he looked down, he saw the dazed expression etched on her face, eyes glassy as she rubbed his dick all over her face. Pre-cum smeared across her cheeks and forehead, marking her lewdly. Amber eyes briefly met blue, and she grinned happily.

"I'm going to eat you now," she promised.

Soft lips parted around the tip and Jaune groaned in appreciation as she swallowed his cock. Her tongue swirled around his crown, bathing him in saliva before she began bobbing her head, cheeks caving in as she sucked heartily. Not to be outdone, Ruby slurped one of his balls into her mouth, the heat seeping into his testicle, his sperm churning within. Pleasure pooled in his belly, the base of his cock tightening.

A girl on each hand, and a girl each with his cock and balls in their mouths. Was there anyone more lucky on Remnant? He doubted it.

Weiss and Yang began moving more vigorously, their greedy cunts clenching around his invading digits. The way they rocked and rolled their hips, it felt like twin mouths sucking at his hands, trying to tug his fingers deeper. He focused on their g-spots, stroking them back to front before changing up how he moved, keeping the pleasure unpredictable. Spreading his fingers apart, stretching their dripping pussies, he tapped his fingers up and down, alternating between fingers.

" Ohh~! " Yang whined, tongue licking at her lips. "Oh fuck, that feels amazing~!"

Weiss whimpered cutely, swirling her hips in small, tight circles. "Jaune, keep doing that – nnngh – please , I love it."

His hands were drenched in their nectar, their arousal dripping down his wrists as he fingered them. Blake concentrated on his glans, only bobbing far enough to grind the tip of his dick against the roof of her mouth before retreating with sturdy sucks. Ruby tightened her lips around his scrotum, using her tongue to pressure his balls, trapping them between her tongue and the inside of her teeth.

He could smell the pair of them, their scent thick, pungent as he began to move his hands faster, drawing forth cries of delight. Jaune felt dizzy, inhaling their musk, their sweetness. They leaned against him for balance, their thighs trembling, Yang's heavy tits on his shoulder, Weiss' perky, smaller breasts poking him in the cheek.

His mouth opened and he sucked her small, erect nipple between his lips. Weiss gasped, the rock hard peak crinkling as he lashed the point with his tongue.

" J-Jaune ," she sighed, her voice filled with passion. "Oh~!"

"What about me?" Yang asked, her envy clear. Releasing Weiss' nipple, it glistened wetly, slightly red from his enthusiastic attention. Turning, he seized Yang's pink nipple and gave it the same treatment before giving it a nip with his teeth, Yang groaning deeply. He felt her pussy spasm. "Oh, shit – Jaune~! "

Blake pursed her lips around the prominent ridge of his glans and slurped powerfully, the vacuum seal of her mouth tugging on his crown aggressively. Jaune moaned, Yang's nipple still in his mouth, the vibrations causing Yang's cunt to tremble. Blake then assaulted the very tip of his dick with her tongue, flicking it wildly, his pre-ejaculate spreading across her taste buds.

The pleasure was sharp, almost too much. It shivered down his shaft and into his balls, where Ruby was devouring with gusto. His testicles were throbbing from the pressure of her mouth and tongue, aching with a delicious tenderness that caused his shaft to stiffen even further.

If they kept going like this, he wouldn't last much longer.

Ruby finally pulled away, his scrotum dripping with her saliva as she sucked her way up his tensing shaft, mouthing against the fat root on the underside before meeting Blake's lips. Blake released him with a sharp pop, pouting cutely as Ruby darted in, slurping him into her warm, wet mouth.

Amber eyes watched enviously as Ruby bobbed her head quickly, swallowing him deeper until he threatened her throat before retreating. Her tongue was small, less dexterous than Blake's but no less enthusiastic. It writhed across his head, curling and lapping at his glans until his toes curled in bliss.

Ruby then pulled off him, sucking harshly. With a pop, his cock was free, throbbing happily as it leaked more pre-cum, a thick droplet oozing from the tip before rolling down over his shaft.

"Together?" Ruby asked breathlessly and Blake nodded quickly.

Blake chased his leakage, using the flat of her tongue to capture it as she gave it a firm lick. Ruby copied her on the other side, their tongues meeting around the tip. Jaune groaned as they began kissing around his crown, slurping at him messily, making out passionately with his cock wedged in the middle. The salty taste of his discharge drove them on, the pair embracing one another as they continued to kiss around his cock.

"I'm close," Yang panted, her voice growing deep. "Fuck, I'm so close."

"Me too," Weiss mewled, her thighs clamping around his hand as her pussy squeezed. Her abs tensed deliciously, her toned tummy making his length throb harder. "Jaune, I want to cum – mmn, so bad. Make me cum with your cock."

Her wish was his command.

Ruby and Blake made sounds of protest as he maneuvered Weiss into place, their greedy mouths peeling off his length reluctantly. Yang moaned at the loss of his fingers, his soiled hands gripping Weiss' slender waist as she straddled him eagerly. Her heart was pounding rapidly, her cheeks flushed a cute pink as her insides coiled in anticipation. When his leaking glans pressed against her puffy vulva, she gave a sweet cry.

"Put it in," she demanded breathlessly.

"Here, I'll help," Ruby said sulkily, hand around the base as she held it steady. Weiss sunk down on him, face filled with rapture as he spread her apart. Jaune felt every inch of her vagina rippling around him as she sank down to the base, his crown flush with her cervix.

" Yessss ," she hissed in delight, her feet curling around his legs. Weiss shuddered, driven insane by how long, hot and thick his cock felt inside her tight little pussy. "Mmmng – deep, so deep~!"

She cried out when Yang pressed on her stomach, just below her bellybutton.

"Fuck, this is so hot," Yang rubbed tight, firm circles on Weiss' belly, the white haired girl squirming as pleasure rushed through her in a wave. "You're splitting her apart."

Weiss rocked her hips, using her feet curled around his legs as leverage. Her tunnel collapsed around him, clutching firmly as she moved, angling her waist. Jaune felt her cervix drag across the tip, a shivery pleasure trickling down into his balls.

She was perfect. The perfect little sheath for his cock.

When she said she was close, she hadn't been kidding. Weiss set a fast tempo, rolling and rocking, grinding her pussy on his dick with growing enthusiasm. Her cries were filled with passion, her face crumpling, brow furrowed as she fucked herself on his dick with reckless abandon. Yang continued to rub her tummy, right where he penetrated her deepest.

She couldn't get enough of it.

His long, thick cock touching her deepest spot. Yang touching her there from the outside, putting pressure on her occupied womb. Jaune's sexy, lean body, tense beneath her as she rode him like the stallion he was; a complete fucking stud of a man.

"I can't," she sobbed, moving faster. Her vagina tightened impossibly, broken gasps escaping her lips every time she moved. "Ican't – ooohhh~! -- I CAN'T~!"

That blistering heat in her belly throbbed powerfully and she knew it was over. Giving one last, vicious grind, her climax blasted through.

" Cumming~! " she managed through gritted teeth, body locking up as she shivered out of control. Her pussy pulsed rapidly, milking him as she fell into orgasm. " Oooh, I'm cumming~! "

Her cries were high, voice strained as she unraveled on his cock. Jaune felt her contract around him again and again, and again. He would never get tired of how hard her inner muscles gripped him in the throes of her peak, her core strength out of this world. Seated against her occupied womb, he embraced her sweaty body as she shattered.

"That looks so good," Blake had taken to touching herself, rolling her nipple while she stroked her leaking kitty. Parting her lips, she lightly teased her entrance before smearing her arousal across her clitoris, attacking it in tight, firm circles. "Fuck, I want that cock too."

"I'm next," Yang declared, hands on hips.

"What? No," Ruby denied.

"Sorry, but you guys got to suck his dick," Yang flicked her hair. "While he got me all hot and bothered with his fingers. He has to finish what he started."

Ruby and Blake gave Yang mutinous looks but she wouldn't be denied. When Weiss was nothing more than a crooning, limp, well satisfied young woman, Yang helped pull her off his lap, gently setting her down. Weiss curled up on the floor, cupping her still spasming pussy as Jaune's cock twitched aggressively, on the verge of firing.

Leaning down, Yang gave it a lick, humming as Weiss' muskiness coated her tongue. Sucking him into her mouth, she sucked powerfully, slurping up and polishing the tip before releasing him. Turning around, she gave her butt a shake, her wonderful ass jiggling.

"Take me like this," she said and Jaune grabbed her flaring hips, tugging her down. She giggled as she landed on his lap, cock poking up between her thighs before she quickly lined up her desperate quim.

Jaune's fingers clawed her plump flesh as she sat on his dick, his cock spearing into her. Yang moaned in ecstasy as her tight pussy was cleaved apart, only a pinch of pain now compared to their first time. She had well and truly taken on the shape of his dick, and when he poked against her womb, she grunted.

"Fuck, you feel so hot," Jaune pulled her back against his chest, reaching around to cup her heaving tits. Yang swirled her hips in tight circles, her pussy tugging at him, her folds clutching his fat crown. "Make me cum, Yang."

Jaune helped her move, pushing and pulling her waist as she grinded him deeply. Just like Weiss, Yang moved quickly, setting a brutal pace, chasing her orgasm that she had been so cruelly denied earlier. Her body spasmed every time his tip jabbed her deepest spot, her molten snatch quickly barrelling towards the end.

"That's it," Jaune kissed her shoulder, her neck. Her butt slid back and forth frantically. "That's it, Yang. Fuck, cum for me, baby. Make me cum."

Yang couldn't breathe, couldn't think. The tightness in her belly wavered, her pussy throbbing as her lust peaked. Jaune felt his balls rise and knew it was the end, their rapid pace driving him to the end.

His cock flexed powerfully, swelling – and then with a cry, Yang sobbed as her orgasm milked his cock relentlessly, gasping as he spilled inside her with several thick, gushing shots that would have filled her uterus if the space hadn't already been taken. Each volley lanced into her cervix, quickly packing her tunnel full before leaking out around the tight seal of her entrance, dripping down over his balls as Yang squeezed him dry.

When his balls finally finished shooting, she slipped off his post-orgasm dick and knelt on the ground, trying to catch his load as it spilled from her pussy and rolled down her inner thighs in thick streams.

Ruby and Blake stared at his messed cock with stars in their eyes.

Jaune panted as his still hard length twitched in the aftermath, only to hiss as eager tongues began working him over. When Ruby sucked on his hypersensitive crown, he nearly thrust up off the chair, the pleasure too sharp, too great. Blake cleaned up his balls, slurping up his cum and her teammates' arousal before they both pinned him with lustful eyes.

"Our turn," they chorused.

They ended up on one of the beds, Jaune sucking at their skin, biting, nipping, palming their asses, their breasts. He couldn't get enough of them, his hard cock grinding against Ruby's belly, Blake's hip. Hands fondled his balls, stroking his shaft together, a palm curling around his glans sending shocks up his spine.

Ruby ended up flat on her back, her face flushed, silver eyes glittering. Blake fell atop her, ass in the air, her weeping slit staring him in the face. Gripping her fat ass, he spread her cheeks and leaned in, her powerful fragrance filling his lungs as he opened his mouth and licked her from clit to asshole, and back again.

" Oh~! " Blake squealed, hips buckling as he suckled on her puffy outer labia before tracing her inner lips with his tongue. "Ahn~! Mm, Jaune – yes , just like that~!"

"Hey," Ruby whined. "We are meant to be pampering you, not the other way around."

He just couldn't help it. Not when he had such beautiful pussies right in front of him.

Sealing his mouth over Blake's entrance, he sucked. She felt the pressure, deep in her vagina, moaning as his tongue wiggled inside and lapped at her inner walls. Giving her plump, soft butt a light swat that made her insides spasm, he released her leaking hole and moved further down.

" Ah~! " Ruby crooned, the pleasure sudden as he traced her clitoris with his lips. Spreading her legs eagerly, she played with her sensitive, inverted nipples as he teased back the hood with deft swipes of his tongue before tickling her bundle of nerves, setting her body aflame. "Jaune, that feels so good ."

He was careful to not apply too much pressure, his tongue feathering across her clit, driving her mad with lust. Ruby felt the pleasure trickle into her tummy, almost flighty, shivery, never enough. She squirmed, biting her lip as her nipples throbbed. Pinching them, she worked them until the tips popped out, hard and aching.

"Me too," Blake begged. "Please, me too."

Giving Ruby's clit one final lick, he moved back up and attacked Blake's pussy with gusto, his little kitty faunus mewled as he sealed his lips around her pearl and slurped lewdly.

Sucking his cock had turned her on so much, and tasting his cum after he filled Yang's pussy with his vigorous shooting had placed her on the edge. When he started moving his tongue side to side, rapidly strumming her clit, her womb pulsed, that tight pressure in her lower belly threatening to snap.

Jaune felt her approaching orgasm and at the last moment, pulled away. Blake sobbed, feeling the loss of his mouth and was about to curse him out when the broad tip of his cock settled against her needy cunt. Blake tensed, breath caught in her throat as he lightly probed at her.

"Do you want this?" he asked. "Or should I keep using my mouth?"

"Cock," she groaned. "Give me your cock!"

Blake yelped as he thrust into her without easing into it, her drenched pussy easily parting to allow him inside. Her vaginal walls rippled as he sheathed himself in one shot, bumping against her womb.

" Oouh, so deep~! " she hissed, back arching, highlighting her slim muscles and the cute little dimples just above her butt cheeks. "Mmng, Jaune – you're filling me up so good~!"

Jaune stroked her back, thumb running up her spine before one hand settled on her shoulder and the other on her trim waist. Giving her waist a firm squeeze, he pulled out until a hint of his glans peaked out of her clutching quim, using the full length of his dick to drive into her. Blake gave a small shriek of pleasure as he pounded into her, a loud, wet clap sounding.

The way her textured pleated folds writhed around his crown was exquisite, Jaune setting a rough tempo as he fucked her. Blake seethed as he repeatedly prodded her cervix, banging it firmly as molten fire surged through her tummy.

Ruby giggled. "Wow, Blake is making a really lewd face."

"Mmmnot~!!" Blake grunted as he bottomed out and swirled his hips, grinding the mouth of her womb before retreating. Her tongue felt heavy, her eyes rolled as he fucked her deeply with long, powerful gut wrenching shots.

Clap, clap, clap, clap – Jaune punished her naughty pussy until it tightened in a small quaking pre-orgasm, and then he pulled out, much to her despair. As she wailed her loss, Ruby gasped in surprise as he lined his cock up with her youthful cunt and speared into her, her voice squeaking cutely as he hilted himself in her sodden heat.

" Jaune~! "

Her pussy clenched hard, almost strangling his shaft as he pistoned in and out of her, churning up her insides. Ruby spasmed, head tossing side to side as he ravaged her, growing rougher as his desire surged.

His cock felt like it was melting, dipping in and out of such amazing, sweet little cunts. He pummeled Ruby for a couple of minutes before switching it up, thrusting back into Blake's upturned slit. The difference in their pussies was striking, increasing the pleasure as he slaked his lust in both of them.

When he reared back and spanked Blake's round butt, her inner walls collapsed around him, trembling wildly. She tried to say something but it was lost in her cries, her climax roaring through her like a tidal wave. Jaune groaned in bliss as she squeezed him in rolling convulsions, forcing him out of her silken vice as she squirted against his balls.

"She sprung a leak," Weiss commented from somewhere behind them and he heard Yang snort, a peal of laughter escaping soon after but Jaune then focused on Ruby, taking his drenched length and thrusting it inside her.

Jaune could feel his second orgasm approaching and sped up, angling his hips to drive his cock along the upper wall of her vagina, gouging out that perfect spot below her bellybutton. Ruby locked up, her g-spot sparking pleasure so intense through her small body that she thrashed wildly. When her cunt began milking him furiously, Jaune knew he was finished.

A soft, warm hand suddenly gripped his balls and squeezed hard. Jaune jerked, groaning as his shaft swelled and spat fat, hot streaks of cum against Ruby's aching cervix, his liquid heat burning her pleasantly as she shattered.

"That's it," Weiss cooed as she tightened her grip on his testicles, drawing a pleasured gasp from his throat. "Wow, I can feel them pumping her full. Jaune, she's already pregnant. You can't knock her up a second time – yet ."

Ruby shook every time his cock flexed inside her, his balls emptying themselves inside her little quim just as he'd filled up her sister. When he pulled out, a final string of cum fired from his tip across her belly. After a few moments, his pearly semen dripped from her gaping hole and leaked over her butt, staining the bed.

Weiss gently rubbed his tired balls, soothing them.

"Feel good?" she teased, kissing his back.

"Amazing," he replied, feeling strong. When she finally let him go, he turned and seized her lips in a powerful kiss that left Weiss gasping and breathless. "You're all amazing."

A great swell of affection for these lovely young women grew inside him and he kissed her again, sweetly, taking his time to explore her mouth. By the time he was done with her, she was a trembling mess, her fingers raking against his arms eagerly.

"I love you," he told her.

Weiss looked up at him with such adoring eyes. "I love you too."

"And you," Jaune directed at Yang, who was watching the pair of them. "I love you."

Yang smirked. "I love ya too you big dork."

"And these two," his hand caressed Blake's fine rump, giving it a little squeeze.

"I don't think they can hear you," Weiss giggled.

This was his life now, wasn't it? These four amazing women and the children they carried. Not only them – Fiona, Cerise, Neon, and their children. The beginning of the rest of his life was laid out in front of him and while it was daunting, he wasn't alone.

They would be right there with him, by his side. He could do this. They could do this.