#cinder x pyrrha

[novankenn]

What If Jaune leaves with Emerald: Pyrrha hates how the departure of Jaune and Emerald causes a strain between her and Cinder's relationship. Hates how every time they're found they manage to slip away; barely at first but now it's like she's chasing rumors, chasing ghosts. Hates how despite being on the run from both Salem's and Ozpin's factions they're enjoying life given any information she's gathered. Most of all Pyrrha hates how she's debating if it's even worth it anymore.

What If...

Pyrrha watched as her lover raged. Lashing out and destroying whatever she could get her hands on. As Cinder trashed the furnishings of the small studio apartment, Pyrrha held a single framed photo in her hands. It caused a pang of jealousy in her heart. It was getting larger and larger, each time their quarry evaded Pyrrha and Cinders hunt.

"That bastard!" Cinder spit and hissed as she used Midnight in its dual swords form to slash apart the mattress. It was completely wanton destruction. "Taking what BELONGED to me! Emerald was MINE!"

Those words twisted a knife of regret that was buried deep in Pyrrha's chest. She looked up from the picture of Jaune and Emerald. A picture showing pure happiness. It was, what Pyrrha guessed was a selfie, but what really hurt... was the positive pregnancy test front and center, and the absolute joy radiating from the pair.

"They look... happy... content." Pyrrha whispered to herself as she watched her own lover act more like a beast than the woman she had fallen in love with over five years ago.

"Again! Again!" Cinder howled, as she cleaved a barely stocked bookshelf. "How? How? HOW?"

Pyrrha wished she could answer Cinder's question, but it was one she also was asking herself. This was the fourth, no fifth time the pair escaped capture. The first couple of times, it was only through Jaune and Emerald using combined tactics of interwoven semblances and the liberal use of non-lethal-grenades that allow their narrow evasions.

Though it wasn't just her and Cinder seeking the duo. Salem's spies pasted on information, that even Ozpin's forces were seeking the pair out. It was almost mind boggling how Jaune and Emerald were evading all attempts to trace and entrap them.

"Pyrrha!" Cinder growled. "Get rid of that trash and let's go!"

Pyrrha sighed. Snapped the frame in her hands, and while Cinder's back was turned, folded the picture, hiding it away in her bodice. Pyrrha moved to the door, as Cinder activated her Maiden empowered semblance and set the shredded mattress smoldering. By the time the partners in crime, reached the roof, and were extracted by bullhead, a fire was already raging in the apartment. Destroying any trace the remained of Emerald and Jaune.

As Cinder paced about the passenger cabin, Pyrrha withdrew the now creased photo, believing Cinder was too distracted to notice. She was wrong.

"What is this!" Cinder growled snatching the photo from Pyrrha's grip. "Why? Why would you keep this? They betrayed us!"

"Give that back." Pyrrha rose from her seat, her emerald eyes flashing with signs of agitation.

"Are you going to do the same? Are you going to run off? Sneak away like a thief in the night?"

"I would..." Pyrrha tried to defend herself.

"You're mine, just like Emerald!" Cinder snarled, while causing the photo to burst into flame between her fingers. "You are MINE!"

"No, I am not!" Pyrrha screamed back at her lover. "You don't own me! I love you, and we are together because you love me! We are not the possessions of each other!"

"really?" Cinder sneered, "Then why are you as desperate as I am, to recover that waste of a huntsman? You want to punish him as much as I do Emerald! You want to prove to him that he is yours!"

"Jaune is not a waste! Just look at what we've accomplished!" Pyrrha snapped. "So what if Beacon fell! Who gives a fuck if Vale was left in chaos!"

"They belong to us!" Cinder snapped back. "They only survived due to our choices in sparing their worthless lives!"

"We have nothing! Everything we've done amounts to nothing, yet these... worthless people evade us and Ozpin's minions at every turn... "Pyrrha countered, "and STILL in every picture seem happy! Content! Fulfilled!"

"It's an illusion, and once I catch them... I will shatter it!"

As Pyrrha looked upon her love. The woman she threw everything away for, continued to rage and snarl like some feral beast, that feeling of regret, grew. remorse was eating at her heart, opening her eyes to what surrounded her. She was feeling empty, even with all the power Salem had promised them. Empty and alone.

Yet Jaune and Emerald, seemed at peace. even as they were hunted across the face of remnant, they in every picture seemed happy. The knife twisted again in her breast. Emerald was with child. She was pregnant with Jaune's child. What would the next phots taunt Pyrrha with, the next time they closed upon the couple? A swollen belly, or worse a fragile bundle cradled lovingly in Emerald's arms, while Jaune beamed with happiness at her shoulder?

Pyrrha looked at Cinder. The woman she had fallen for. The woman she had on many an occasion had been passionately intimate with. but now things felt, empty, cold, and distant between them. Pyrrha had bloomed under Cinder's attention. Her original thoughts echoing the happiness in the found photos. Yet now, that future was feeling... unachievable.

"Was this all worth it?" Pyrrha asked herself, as she looked upon the ashes of the photo scattered about the bullhead's deck. "have I made a mistake?"

[fadedneonzzz]

Pyrrha and Cinder commission from NimbusDayDream on Twitter

[brokentrafficknight]

I'm pretty sure this has other ship names that I don't know

[bridgyrose]

So how does spartan Pyrrha feel about medusa Cinder?

Pyrrha watched Cinder carefully as she went through her day trying to put the statues of her victims back together. It was unlike anything she had seen, though, finding out about her being a huntress of Artemis before becoming a monster wasnt exactly what she had expected of her either. Monsters were supposed to be their own breed of creature, created by the old magics that still washed over the lands, not humans punished by the gods. And yet, here she was staring at proof that some monsters were created by the gods out of jealousy. 

“Can you do more than watch me all day?” Cinder asked as she finished piecing together another statue, sealing the cracks with a small incantation she learned years ago. “Not that I mind the staring, but I’m sure you’d prefer doing something that isnt just watching me work.” 

“I can help-” 

“I was the one who turned them to stone, its my job to keep them safe until there’s a way to bring them back. That includes putting them back together when they break.” 

Pyrrha sighed and walked over to the piles of stone that Cinder had made, each piece organized into a separate pile at each base the statues had been sitting on. Then, she walked around the statue that had been fixed, surprised that the pose almost looked like she wanted to embrace Cinder rather than cower like the rest of the statues. “Who was she?” 

Cinder pulled her hand away from the statue and slipped her blindfold over her eyes. “She’s the reason I was expelled from the huntresses to begin with. A mistake that I’d never change no matter how many times I could be offered to. And, she’s the reason I became a gorgon.” 

“I’m not sure I understand. She’s a human, right?” 

“She is.” Cinder sat down and slipped the blindfold off her eyes for a brief moment to stare at the statue with her own eyes. “And like me, she was a huntress. My… rival for a lack of a better term. No matter what weapon she was given, she would always get Artemis’ favor. The best of us, a thorn in my side, always getting in my way. And yet, I couldnt help but fall in love with her.” 

Pyrrha looked over at Cinder and watched how the light seemed to glisten off her amber eyes before Cinder pulled the blindfold over her eyes again. She looked back at the statue and sat down next to Cinder. “What was her name?” 

“Ruby. After a brutal hunt, we spent some time alone, sparring just like all huntresses do. As each match went on, I started to get more and more frustrated with her until she pinned me to the ground. I still remember the way the moonlight reflected off her eyes, the gift that Artemis had bestowed to her, and the way it seemed to bring a… a sense of calm to me.” 

Pyrrha noted the small smile that started to cross Cinder’s lips as a tear ran down her cheek. “And that’s when you were expelled, right?” 

Cinder nodded and wiped the tear away from her cheek. “Huntresses arent supposed to fall in love, we’re supposed to give ourselves completely to Artemis. We spent the moment together, alone in a spring and sleeping under the stars. The next morning, we were both expelled from the hunt and stripped of our protections that Artemis gave us. However, she showed mercy to us and allowed for Ruby to keep the gift that she had been given. After that, we built a home together outside of Athens.” 

“Then what happened?” Pyrrha asked, genuine curiosity leaving her lips. She paused for a moment when she realized how quickly she had asked, clearing her throat and looking away from Cinder. “I-I mean, that explains how you were expelled, but it doesnt explain why you’re a gorgon. It doesnt seem like Artemis cursed you.” 

Cinder nodded and stood up to make her way to the next statue pile and started to piece together another broken statue. “That’s because it wasnt her. What I didnt know was that another goddess had Ruby in her eyes. Salem, the goddess of chaos. I’m still not sure if it was our of jealousy, or if she had other plans for her, but Salem came to me and offered me a choice: I could leave Ruby and live out a peaceful life, or I could stay with Ruby and become a living weapon she’d use against humanity and the gods.” 

Pyrrha watched as Cinder slowly placed a piece of stone and sealed the cracks, listening to her voice break as she spoke. For a moment, all Pyrrha wanted to do was hug Cinder, to try to tell her that everything would be okay, but as another tear ran down Cinder’s cheek, she pulled back as she watched the hair start to turn into snakes. She kept her distance and sighed. “So, you were tricked.” 

“No, not tricked,” Cinder answered. “Punished. At the time, I had wanted to do whatever I could to stay with Ruby, so I accepted Salem’s offer and became her weapon. One that she’d use on her own terms. At first, I thought that meant being called upon by her to fight the heroes that the other gods would throw at her. Instead, being a “living weapon” was meant to be a punishment for daring to try to stay with someone that was off limits. I spent the night with Ruby and then… all I remember was feeling everything inside of me burn.” 

Pyrrha went quiet and got up to help Cinder, gently taking her hand to help steady her as she tried to place another piece of the statue together. Even though Cinder’s eyes were covered, she kept her own gaze averted from Cinder’s eyes, helping guide her to keep the statues from getting damaged further. 

Cinder placed the stone she held and then wiped the tears from underneath her blindfold. “She held me until my transformation was complete. I felt… cold and empty, but having her arms around me still helped me feel a bit of warmth. Then, I looked up and stared at her eyes and then… well…” she motioned to the statue next to them. 

“She turned to stone.” Pyrrha looked at the statue of Ruby once more, noticing more faded paint on the stone as if Cinder had tried to give her color once more. Silver for her eyes, red on her dress, black for her hair and a pink on her lips. All in an attempt to make the statue seem more like who she used to be. “And the others here?” 

“Accidental victims.” Cinder looked at the pile of stones in front of her. “This one was a warrior sent to kill me, like you. He caught me by surprise and managed to give me a nasty scar on my side. “But then, he made the mistake of looking in my eyes.” 

“You… you didnt want to turn him to stone, did you?” 

Cinder shook her head and steadied herself with a deep breath. “I wanted to be left alone with Ruby until I could find a way to bring her back to normal. Instead, more people came and I became the weapon that Salem wanted me to be. Warriors and heroes have been coming at me for years, a few travelers have stopped only to get frozen in stone as well. This… place was supposed to be a sanctuary for me when I first arrived with Ruby, a place for me to quietly find a cure to all of this. I-I couldnt stay at the home she and I built.” 

Pyrrha sat down and growled at herself under her breath when she realized she couldnt not help Cinder. Sure, she was spartan and Cinder was a gorgon, but her life belonged to Mercury and she couldnt sit around if someone was cursed. “I… I think I know someone that can help. I’ll have to go back to Sparta, but… I know a disciple of Mercury that might be able to cure you.” 

“You do?!” Cinder asked as she took Pyrrha’s hands. “I’ll do anything if it means getting rid of this curse!” 

Pyrrha looked away from Cinder to keep from looking at her eyes, and to hide the small blush that crossed her cheeks. She couldnt help but catch the small scales along Cinder’s cheek, or how warm and soft her hands felt even after working with cold stone for hours. She slowly pulled away, her voice breaking a bit as she spoke. “Y-yes, I’m fairly sure he can. And if he cant, then as a spartan, I’ll give up my weapon.” 

“I’ll make sure you have a warm meal before you leave.” 

“Thank you,” Pyrrha said quietly as she watched Cinder walk off. The blush on her cheeks deepend as she watched her, her heart pounding in her chest as she gripped the shaft of her spear. “Its just nerves about seeing Jaune again, that’s all,” she said to herself. “I help Cinder, and then I go home. That’s all it is.” 

[lwdegarbagedump]

Oh sure Cindy's missing an arm and her eye is busted but you know what's healthier than ever? That dump-truck ass. Wouldn't be the first time Pyrrha experienced death by booty, it worked with the extreme violence mod in sims 4 lol.

[lunatriense]

Fluffy Thermopylae training session, for @scipiosmith

“Do you believe in destiny?” Unblinking, Pyrrha's eyes held fast to Cinder's, her heart pounding in her chest.

The corner of Cinder's mouth curved into a small smirk. “As a matter of fact, I do.” In a single, smooth motion she drew the string of her bow back to her cheek and let fly, her obsidian arrow streaking toward Pyrrha's heart like lightning.

The arrow shattered on the surface of Pyrrha's shield just as she spun to hurl it at Cinder, who ducked beneath it and detached her bow into scimitars. She launched herself toward Pyrrha, who parried a quick series of blows with her spinning spear. "Why do you ask?"

"I've just… been thinking." Pyrrha turned a parry into a slash at Cinder's legs, forcing her to withdraw and giving Pyrrha the chance to press her own attack.

Cinder arched a brow curiously, deflecting Pyrrha's attacks in turn. "About?" Seeing an opening, she cut at Pyrrha's arm, only to be knocked off-line by her shield as it came flying back. Cinder hopped back and rolled her shoulder a little; she'd managed to twist just in time to take the blow there rather than the back of her head. "Clever girl. That would've hurt."

A little grin came over Pyrrha. "I try, " she replied while shifting her spear into sword mode. She leapt into the attack, leading with her shield arm and slashing at Cinder's wrist when she attempted to counter.

"I didn't realise you liked things so rough, my dear." Cinder grinned, her eyes shimmering in that suggestive way of hers. "I'll have to remember that for later."

Pyrrha's face flushed at the comment, even beyond the colour brought on by the exertion of their mock-battle. "Th-that's not what I meant!"

An amused yet sultry laugh erupted from Cinder's throat before she pounced back in, her blades locking with Pyrrha's sword and shield. "So you say." She held Pyrrha's gaze over their crossed weapons, close enough to feel the breath on her skin. She always did enjoy the way her words made Pyrrha squirm. "You haven't answered my question, though." She pushed back and tried to cut at Pyrrha's head but found herself blocked, having to settle instead for a kick at her midsection that drove the two of them a few paces apart. "What have you been thinking about?"

Pyrrha grunted at the kick, giving Cinder a look to which Cinder shrugged just a touch. "You."

"As you should."

Pyrrha scoffed. "Not like that." She tipped her head a little in acknowledgement at Cinder's doubtful look . "Alright, yes, like that too, but not only like that."

"My my, you must think about me all the time."

Pyrrha's face, which had begun to return to its normal colour, went back to crimson. "Cinder!"

Cinder gave a throaty chuckle as they circled one another. "You're making this far too easy."

Pyrrha huffed, then darted in once more, feinting a thrust to the leg only to reverse into a back edge cut at the opposite side of Cinder's head. Cinder barely got her sword up in time, deflecting the blow into a graze at her aura. She riposted with her other blade but was overpowered by Pyrrha's shield, which slammed into her face and sent stars skittering across her vision.

"Easy, huh?"

Cinder backpedalled and shook her head, put on the defensive in a desperate flurry of parries. "Point taken." She leapt over a low slash, kicking off from Pyrrha's shield to buy distance. "What have you been thinking about then?"

"You."

"Yes, but-"

"Us. Back when we met. You know, I thought you were suspicious back then." Pyrrha flipped her sword to rifle mode and fired off a pair of shots.

Cinder tensed. Had her secret finally come to light? Thrown off by Pyrrha's words, she took one of the shots full on for it with a little grunt. "Suspicious? How so?"

"You were just so… mysterious. About everything." Pyrrha's rifle returned to sword form as she came in once more.

"I wasn't that mysterious," Cinder protested, and it was Pyrrha's turn to wear that doubtful look. "Besides, a little mystery gives a girl spice, don't you think?"

"If that's your idea of spice, remind me never to eat your Vacuan chicken." Pyrrha's sword clashed with Cinder's, whose paired blade flashed out over her shield to nick at her aura. "I really thought you were up to no good."

"I was."

Pyrrha blinked and stepped back.

"I broke in and stole your heart, didn't I?"

Pyrrha rolled her eyes slightly. "That isn't what I meant."

Cinder took the chance of Pyrrha's hesitation to rush in once more. She needed to get Pyrrha's thoughts off this subject… truth be told, she had been up to no good last year. She came to Beacon with the goal of bringing the school — and Vale entirely — to its knees, but the closer the date drew, the more reluctant she'd grown to see her plan to fruition. Her former mistress would call her soft, and perhaps she was right, but in infiltrating the school she'd made the fortunate mistake of spending enough time around Pyrrha and her friends that she found something she wanted more than stolen power. She'd found herself inexorably drawn to Pyrrha in particular, so much so that she'd invited her to the school dance and begun dating her shortly thereafter. In the end she'd let the tournament that was supposed to be the catalyst of Beacon's destruction play out to its natural conclusion, sent her co-conspirators off with a warning, and officially transferred to the school, not because she wanted anything it had to offer, but simply to stay near Pyrrha.

"And now?" Cinder hoped the intensity of her attacks would cover for the apprehension in her voice.

"Now I know better. Now I know you. You changed my life in a way I never thought possible." Pyrrha smiled, the brilliant, disarming smile that had altered Cinder's destiny.

She didn't seem to catch it. Good; the dark talons gripping Cinder's heart relaxed. They clashed once again and she dragged Pyrrha's shield down, the sword in her other hand meeting Pyrrha's centimetres from both of their faces.

"I do still wonder, though. Why did you-?" Pyrrha's words were cut off by a squeak as Cinder leaned in the rest of the way and fiercely claimed her lips.

"I don't like to talk about my past; you know that," Cinder purred when she pulled back and broke the kiss. "I haven't had the kind of life I want to remember."

Pyrrha was left breathless, just starting at Cinder momentarily before recovering enough to step back and lower her weapons. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine." Cinder lowered her blades as well, and after a few moments when it became clear their little sparring session was over, sheathed them. "I just… want to put that behind me. Leave the past where it belongs."

Pyrrha gave her a tight smile, her eyes remaining apologetic as she likewise stowed her weapons. "I understand. I won't bring it up again, all that matters is who and where you are now. With me." Her smile grew affectionately as she stepped close enough to lay a hand on Cinder's shoulder. "Why don't I make it up to you?"

"What do you have in mind?"

Pyrrha cocked her head a little and arched a brow. "Dinner? On me."

Cinder's grin returned. "That wouldn't have been my first thought, but it'll do."

Pyrrha laughed melodically, stepping closer still to embrace Cinder and whisper in her ear. "Patience, love."

Her words sent a shiver down Cinder's spine despite the warmth of her breath. "If I must."

[rubyfunkey]

hannahs been giving me a lot of ideas

[superiorsturgeon]

Jamie: (Arkos son) *scratched and dirty from a series of harrowing adventures* Mom! Dad! 😭

Pyrrha: *charges forward and wraps Jamie in a hug* MY BABY!!! 😭

Jaune: *slams into his wife and son with a tearful hug* What happened to you?! We were so worried when you disappeared from school!! 😭

Jamie: *hugging his parents* Well…I was actually kidnapped from school by someone, but through a series of harrowing adventures, we developed a bond and she had a change of heart and brought me home! 😃

Pyrrha: YOU WERE KIDNAPPED?! 😱

Jaune: Who is this person?!

Jamie: Here she is right now!

Cinder: *also exhausted, scratched, and dirty from a crazy series of bonding adventures* Hello, Cinder here…! 😅

Jaune: *draws his sword* CINDER?!?! 😱

Pyrrha: You touched my son?! I’ll kill you!!! 🤬

Jamie: Well yeah, we started as enemies, but through a series of shared adversities we learned to work together and-mom, wait!! 😨

Jaune: *holding his son back* Don’t worry, Jamie, your mother will be done in a few minutes. 😤

Pyrrha: 😡

Cinder:

[arc-misadventures]

MFK Jaune but instead of Kill its Enslave: High Elf Winter, Dark Elf Cinder & Wood Elf Pyrrha

Jaune: MFE

Nora: Hey, Jaune?

Jaune: Yes?

Nora: Wanna play a game?

Jaune: No... The last time I played one of your dwarf games I broke three ribs.

Nora: Nononono! We won't be playing such games! The others said they would punish me again of I did...

Jaune: Oh, that's good. Okay, what is this game?

Nora: MFE! It's like, MFK, but instead of killing someone you enslave them!

Jaune: Enslave?! Nora, I am a holy paladin of the, Rusted Knight Order1 You know how I feel about slavery! We have gone out of our way many times to kill slavers! Do you think I would allow such a thing, let along play a game with such a thing?!

Nora: Relax, relax, relax! You're not actually going to do such a thing! You're just saying of the three woman I give you, which one would you do it to.

Jaune: The hell is the difference?!

Nora: Okay, just think about it as kinky roleplay, no slave markings, and things like that, okay?

Jaune: Grrrrr! Fine! We'll play your stupid little game, if only to get you to shut up.

Nora: Awesome! Okay, your choices are! Our wood elf friend, Pyrrha Nikos!

Pyrrha: M-M-Me?!

Nora: Our lofty queen, the high elf, Winter Schnee!

Winter: I am considered a form of royalty among the elves, Nora.

Nora: And, our mysterious dark elf of the party, Cinder Fall.

Cinder: MFE? Hmmm... This should be fun~!

Jaune: Elf's? You want me to play a game where I have to 'enslave' one of the players, and they happen to be an elf?!

Nora: Ya!

Jaune: Nora?! Do you have any idea how many slave rings I've broken up that didn't have at least one elf slave in it! I immediately assume that an elf is a slave of some sort if she has any brandings, and chains on her!

Cinder: Ohhh! So that's why he was so worried about me when we first met. I thought it was because I was a dark elf.

Winter: It is nice to see that he cares so much about us. In his own strange way,

Pyrrha: I think it's nice that he cares about us so much even if it's a little strange.

Nora: Yeah, so?

Jaune: WE are going to have some serious words after this, Nora...

Nora: Okay...

Jaune: I'm gonna do the 'enslave' part first to get it out of the way. So I will 'enslave...'

Jaune: Cinder...

Cinder: Oh? Can I ask why?

Jaune: Do I have to...?

Cinder: Please?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Haa... Considering you're a dark elf, and you have a habit of tying people up in various ways, and quite quickly at that! I thought you would be the least upset at being... enslaved.

Cinder: Upset about being enslaved? Well, if I was enslaved by someone like that Cardin, or Mercury fellow's we arrested the other day. I would have been quite... furious. But, if it was you, Jaune~? If it was you who enslaved me... Well, I think I would quite enjoy it, Master~!

Jaune: Y-You would?!

Cinder: You, binding my hands, wrapping a collar around my neck, dragging me through the streets for all to see that you own me. And, to see that all I was wearing was some rags that barely covered my body. You taking your searing hot rode, and reshaping my body to perfectly fit around you? Oh, I would quite enjoy that, Master~!

Pyrrha: I would like that too!

Jaune: You would?!

Pyrrha: I would worship the ground you walk on, Master! I would be your foot stool to rest your feet upon! I would allow you to take your frustrations of dealing with, Nora's antics upon my body as a badge of honour! I will beg to receive your disciplinary touch, and allow me to use my body as your personal toy to relive your bodies stress! I am yours to us as you please, Master!

Jaune: W-W-What?! Winter! Help me!

Winter: Help you? You think I would dare help you enslave my country men! You think I would help you hold them down, to strip their bodies bare, to hold them in place as you forcefully penetrate their cores, and desecrate their chastity! To help you prepare their bodies as your brand them with your mark. Only for you to take me, bed me, fill me with your declivous, heavenly seed, to raise you child~!

Winter: Ahhh~!

Winter: No! I wouldn't like that at all!

Jaune: What the fuck?!

Nora: Ladies, ladies! Come down, you're scaring our darling paladin.

Pyrrha: I'm sorry!

Cinder: I'm sorry, I just wanted you to understand I was okay with you enslaving me.

Winter: My apologies, I let my... bodily desires get the better of me.

Jaune: What the hell?

Nora: You see here, Jaune. These find elven ladies each are in love with you, and all have a slave kink that the will only have with you, Jaune as their master~!

Jaune: She's kidding, right guys?

Cinder: Oh, I am completely head over heals for you, Jaune. And, the thought of being your slave sounds... oh so intoxicating~!

Pyrrha: I've loved you since I first met you, Jaune! It doesn't matter where, or what we do, so long as we do it together.

Winter: Your reaction to dealing with my father's behaviors. Made me understand what actual affection, and love was like. And, I want to continue experiencing that love with you.

Jaune: You, you guys really feel that way..?

Pyrrha: Yes!

Winter: Of course!

Cinder: Always~!

Jaune: Guys...

Nora: So that's how you're going to do things fearless leader?

Jaune: What am I going to do, Nora?

Nora: You're going to marry all three of these beautiful elven woman, and you're going to enact their enslavement fantasies when you fuck them! That's how it's going to happen, right ladies?

Jaune: I should do all of that?!

Pyrrha: Marrying, Jaune~?!

Cinder: Mrs Cinder Fall Arc~? Oh now that sounds lovely~!

Winter: Marrying the man I love, and pissing off my father in the process; What better gift could I ask for? What do you say, Jaune~?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Well... I wouldn't really mind it... if it was you three.

Pyrrha: YES!

Winter: That's wonderful!

Cinder: Then let's consummate the marriage at once then!

WP: Yes!

Jaune: What?

Cinder: Let's go ladies!

Jaune: Whoa hey?! Nora?! Nora help me!

Nora: Wait!

Jaune: Ahh! I'm saved!

Nora: My payment?

Jaune: Payment?

Winter: Here you go, as we agreed upon: One bottle of sacred elven tree syrup for your help.

Nora: I thank you for you business. Have a nice day.

Winter: Oh, we will~!

Jaune: What?! You sold me out for a bottle of syrup?! You traitor!

Jaune:

Traitor!!!

[blake-me-up-inside]

I saw this meme suggested to me from the RWBY Republic Facebook page and now you have to see it too. (Could not find a source though.)

[zexapher]

A Fond Farewell

With Rooster Teeth beginning its draw down, an era has truly passed. The company has lasted more than two decades. 18 (soon 19) seasons, five mini-series, and cameos and references in Halo itself for Red vs Blue. 9 volumes alongside two movies, a chibi series, Ice Queendom, and its own games for RWBY. And so much more beyond that, RT Shorts, podcasts, Achievement Hunter, The Slow Mo Guys, and on and on. That’s a lot, especially for a little startup launching off a web series. I was listening to “This Isn’t Goodbye, It’s See You Later” by Richie Branson while I was making this little memorial post. It’s a song made for another Rooster Teeth show, Camp Camp, and I have to say it’s some very appropriate music for this moment.

The day the news dropped, I wrote up a little comment in response to Rooster Teeth beginning its closing down, and I thought I’d share some of it here. I grew up with Rooster Teeth, a bit of a cheesy line I know, but it’s true for a lot of us. I was just a little kid way back in the early 2000’s, a kid that liked Halo (a game I didn’t even own for a long time, but played at a friend’s house), and was just getting curious about what I could find about it on YouTube. And that brought me into the world of music videos and skits and montages made for that little game I liked.

From there, I discovered a small web series called Red vs. Blue. I’d sneak onto my folk’s computer to watch it since they didn’t appreciate the language, and in doing so I dipped my toes into the wide world of the internet for the first time. As I got older, I eventually hopped onto Reddit for its discussion threads of Rooster Teeth’s latest show, RWBY. I began my first in-depth fandom interactions, speculating about the show, enjoying the flood of fanart, even got into fanfics about RWBY (those fics have had their own amazing evolution alongside the show) and to this day it’s the fandom I’ve followed and bookmarked the most fics from. All the while I was making friends and bonding with people through the community this company and its shows have created.

Watching the shows and people grow over time was, looking back on it, just like watching myself grow. I was never really a social media/internet kind of guy, until it came to Rooster Teeth. The shows, shorts, podcasts, it all opened up a whole new world for me. It’s sad to see it coming to a close, and I hope it gets picked up in the future. But I’m happy, too, that it’s left so much behind, and had such an impact on me. It’s left me with so many good memories. Rooster Teeth, its shows, those that created and worked on it, and above all the community around it will always have a special place in my heart.

So, I bid a fond farewell to Rooster Teeth and its crew, and anyone who may drift away from the fandom in time. I wish you all the best.

[novankenn]

What If...

Pyrrha was also under the sway of Salem Cinder and Pyrrha love each other (Pompeii) Jaune and Emerald are married (Topaz) Jaune and Emerald have a child (Jasmine Esmeralda Arc) Jaune and Emerald are on the run from Salem & Ozpin

Scene : A cheap motel in Argus

==> @cheeseeater2 - What if Nora and Ren find Jaune and Emerald with the kid and let them go if only for the child to be safe. Jaune says even if they hate him forever he loves them and hopes they can be happy one day.

Of all the things Ren and Nora expected after hearing that Jaune had left with Pyrrha during the fall, and then discovering that he and Emerald were on the run from Salem's agents. Finding himself held at gun-point by the man he used to consider a brother, was not one of them.

It had been a stroke of luck, finding out Jaune and Emerald were expecting. It was through idle chit-chat with the other tenants of the apartment building Jaune and Emerald had been living in for the last almost year... before vanishing days before a fire gutted the building. So as they continued their counter operations against Salem's machinations, they kept checking local medical centers and hospitals.

At a stop over in Argus, about a year after the last lead that went cold at the apartment complex. Nora had decided on a whim to check the local hospital, and much to her utter shock she caught site of Emerald leaving with a bundle cradled in her arms. So cautiously she followed the obviously new mother, tracing her back to a rather shabby motel.

A scroll call and Ren was beside her with in twenty minutes. A hint of intimidation and they had the room number. The flimsy wooden door was no obstacle for Nora. She was through it at the first hit of her shoulder. Ren was inside a fraction of a second after Nora burst through the door. The screaming of a startled child, and the yells of a young women, filled the room. But what Ren really focused on was the cold barrel of a rather nasty pistol being pressed against the center of his chest.

"You don't want to do this Jaune." Ren calmly informed his former team leader. "This will just make things worse."

"You right Ren, I don't want to do this, but to protect my wife and my daughter... I will." Jaune replied, his voice measured, and forced like he was fighting the potential of his own emotions surfacing. "Back away Nora."

"Jaune, why?" Nora asked as she stepped back away from the door she had just smashed in.

"I made a mistake." Jaune replied. "Both Em and I did."

"And what do you call this?" Ren asked nodding towards the pistol pressed against his chest.

"Protecting our second chance." Jaune replied. "Em, are you and her okay?"

"We are, she's just a little scared." Emerald answered, as she gently rocked the bundle in her arms. "Shush that's okay sweetie. It's okay, daddy will keep the bad people away from us."

"We're not... bad people." Nora countered.

"Really?" Emerald asked. "You've been trying to find us for years. Chasing us from place to place. Making us uproot, time and time again just so we can have a life away from all the bullshit."

"But..."

"We made mistakes. We were lied to. Led on." Emerald cut Nora off. "We figured it out too late to stop them, so we left."

"And have Ozpin's and Salem's minions dogging us all over Remnant." Jaune added. "We're out. We want to be left in peace. We know nothing, nor do we want to know anything. We're out."

"Jaune, you know..."

"Who says it can't be that way? Ozpin? Salem?" Jaune countered. "Fuck them and their little war!"

"Jaune, language!' Emerald hissed as she continued to placate the fussy infant.

"I'm sorry, but the point remains. We're out. We just want to make a life, for us and our daughter. A quiet life." Jaune expanded upon his original statement. "Both of you away from the door."

"Jaune, this isn't the right way. Come back with us? Ozpin can..."

"Ozpin is a failure." Jaune rebutted. "If he had any brains or sense he would have at least had an idea that Salem was trying something after the breach."

"None of us..."

"No, we didn't." Jaune agreed, "But we we're students, why would we have? The ones in power should have been protecting us. Like I will Em and Jas."

"Jas?" Nora asked as she moved as far from the door, as she could without getting any closer to Emerald or the infant. "Is that her name? Jas?"

"Jasmine Esmeralda Arc." Emerald informed the group. "She's named after our mothers."

Jasmine started to fuss more.

"Is she..."

"She's hungry." Emerald answered as she adjusted how she was holding Jasmine while lifting the left side of her shirt to feed her bundle of joy.

"I'm sorry it came to this." Jaune commented as he moved himself to be standing between Emerald and the now sitting Nora and Ren, his pistol still trained on Ren. "I never wanted to hurt you, either of you. You mean too much to me, but..."

"Jasmine and Emerald mean more." Nora finished his statement. "I can understand that."

"Are you truly happy Jaune?" Ren asked, keeping his hands flat on his lap, in clear view. "I mean really happy?"

"I am." Jaune replied. "I... we made our mistakes, but Jas is the best of both of us, and she deserves a future."

"A future you're willing to kill to protect?" Ren asked.

"You need to understand, Ren. I don't want to, but I will. To protect Em and Jas, I will put down anyone that comes after us."

"What are you going to do now?" Nora asked, trying to lean just enough to see Emerald and her baby.

"Same as we always do when you two or Cinder and Pyrrha get too close. We'll leave, and find somewhere new."

"That's not much of a life." Ren commented. "Always on the run. Is that fair to Jasmine? To Emerald? To you?"

"If I could change it. If I could fix it, I would... but there's fat chance of that happening, isn't there."

"Can I... can I hold her?" Nora tentatively asked. "I won't do anything, I swear, I just... I just feel this need..."

"I don't..."

"It's okay Jaune." Emerald cut him off. "I trust her enough not to hurt Jas. She's not the type."

Emerald stood, up after burping Jasmine, and slowly approached, keeping out of Jaune's line of fire. She loved him, wholly, and she understood is consuming drive and need to keep her and their daughter safe. She had the same compulsion.

"Watch her head." Emerald softly instructed Nora as she lay the precious bundle of joy. Jaune and her little miracle into Nora's arms.

"She's so small." Nora whispered, a sad smile on her face. "She's so small."

"Jaune, put it away." Emerald smiled at him as she crouched next to Nora who was completely enamored with little Jasmine.

Jaune hesitated for a fraction of a moment and then reached up and pushed the pistol back up into his sleeve. Ren heard the click of the mechanism resetting.

"Ren," Nora softly spoke. "We can't keep chasing them. We need to help them."

"Nora?"

"She's so small, and innocent. She shouldn't have to suffer for Jaune and Emerald's mistakes." Nora commented her eyes never leaving the beautiful if but slightly chubby face. "This is a fresh start for them... and us."

"Us?" Ren asked.

"I hate what Pyrrha did. How she used us all. How she broke our trust... but I want to help protect this little one. I want to do that more than chasing Jaune or Emerald." Nora made a kissy face as Emerald smiled. "Everything we're doing is about the future right? Protecting it?"

"I guess." Ren responded.

"Then let's help them. Let's let this little one have the family the Grimm robbed us of..." Nora's eyes started to tear up, emotions she thought long gone washing over her.

"It's okay, Nora." Emerald comforted her one time enemy. "It's okay."

"There might be a way." Ren sighed as he spoke. "Because to be honest I'm tired of chasing you Jaune."

"If it's any consolation, we're tired of being chased by you." Jaune gave his former teammate a soft smile.

"Would you stay in Vale, if we could get you in without anyone knowing? If we could help you get settled? Would you stay?"

Jaune looked to Emerald who was still hovering over Nora, rubbing her back in gentle circles as Nora tried to get control of her emotions. Emerald gave Jaune a smile and a nod.

"I would, if we can be safe. Unmolested?"

"Only Nora and I would know. Not even Ozpin will be any the wiser."

"Tell me why?" Jaune point blank asked.

"I want my family back together, despite the mistakes we've all made." Ren replied. "You're our family Jaune, and we miss you."

"I miss you as well." Jaune responded.

"So, can you really help us? Keep us secret and safe?" Emerald asked as Nora, at Emerald's urging, transferred Jasmine back into her arms.

"We can." Ren replied.

"No," Nora spoke her voice breaking slightly. "We will."

Jaune swallowed hard, and moved forward, his arms spread accepting Nora and Ren into a hug that had been forever in the making. A familial embrace they had all missed.

[madmanwonder]

[razzle-dazzle-writes]

Going Down on Them feat. Weiss, Winter, Cinder & Pyrrha

Weiss Schnee

Oral is one of the parts of sex that Weiss enjoys the most. There's a deep intimacy to be found in it for her which only adds to the pleasure it brings her on its own.

She doesn't force you to go down on her, but doesn't make it a secret how much she enjoys it. Both in the moment and afterwards you are made well aware of how much she enjoys cunnilingus.

She keeps herself completely bare. She finds that shaving is the simplest and cleanest option that the both of you can be happy with for going down on her.

A small bit of teasing doesn't go amiss in the moment. Kisses on her thighs, taking your time to reach her cunt. Building the anticipation only makes things more sweet for her when she finally is given what she wants.

As soon as your tongue begins work she has her hand at her lips, trying to contain the loud expressions of pleasure that emanate from deep within her. She can't help it, she just loves being eaten out.

She'll lay on her back at the edge of the mattress and let you do as you please. She usually gives up trying to dampen her moans pretty quickly, the sounds dripping from her lips to encourage you further.

Her body trembles every time your tongue passes over her clit, the small bump sending waves through her. Her slick walls quiver at your touch, the juices brought forward from arousal leaking from her entrance.

Weiss doesn't have a whole lot of stamina, it doesn't take more for a couple of minutes of oral service for her to come onto your tongue and lips. Deep breaths bringing her chest up and down as she comes down from the intensity of her orgasm.

She likes to kiss you afterwards to show her affection and appreciation, even if her come is still covering your lips, she doesn't mind enough to stop her.

Winter Schnee

Winter has a stressful job that puts a lot of weight on her shoulders day in and day out. A lot of nights when she finally has the chance to retreat to your quarters she's stressed or tired. Sometimes, being able to take a moment to stop and maybe get eaten out is just what she needs.

She'll never say anything, but it isn't difficult to tell when she wants you to go down on her. She'll greet you before collapsing onto the bed, too exhausted to do anything else for the moment. Read into what she wants in the moment how you will, but going down on her is usually a pretty good answer.

She doesn't stop you when your fingers hook around the waistband of her underwear and pull them down her legs so that you can spread her thighs to get closer to her cunt.

Her let down hair spreads out beneath her as her tired body lets itself relax for the first time in what seems like an eternity. She groans unashamedly in relief, the tension in her body slowly releasing while your tongue spreads her open.

She keeps her pubic hair neatly trimmed and controlled, she isn't completely bare but you'll almost forget that there's any while you're tongue fucking her cunt.

Winter has a deep-seeded sense of pride even during intimate moments between the two of you, her vocal expressions are restrained and controlled. She doesn't speak while you eat her out, keeping herself to quiet sighs and breaths of pleasure.

Her typical exhaustion will in most cases have her leaving the work to you, she knows that you understand what she wants and she doesn't need to intervene to control you to reach a satisfying orgasm.

Winter's stamina is slightly above that of the average person but is by no means remarkable. One orgasm after a few minutes of attention from your tongue and fingers is enough to leave her content and far less stressed than she was beforehand whether she feels the desire for further physical intimacy or not.

Any thanks she gives you afterwards is short and simple, Winter isn't one to waste words. Still, the understanding between the two of you that she greatly appreciates the small effort to help her out after a long day remains ever present.

Pyrrha Nikos

Pyrrha, even some time into your relationship, feels awkward asking you to do something solely for her pleasure and therefore a lot of the times you go down on her will be reading in the moment what she wants.

She never stops you however, any time you sink to your knees to eat her out she happily accepts your affections with an a appreciative smile on her lips.

Whether she's sweaty and showering after a training session, already naked and anticipating in the throes of passion or just taking the rare chance to stay in bed for the morning with no responsibilities for the day, she'll always eagerly accept the chance to receive cunnilingus.

Pyrrha is quite laid back in shaving her pubic hair. She keeps it in control for the most part, but she is certainly not shaved bare either. Something about the sight of your lips pressed to her hairy cunt lights a fire inside of her. Whether the carpet matches the drapes is something I'll leave to your imagination.

No matter the position, she will have a hand on your head, fingers tangled through your hair as you eat her out. She doesn't want to control you, but the waves of heat coursing through her wave any inhibitions she may have about restraint.

She mewls and whines loudly through the entirety of your servicing. It brings a bright blush to her cheeks thinking about how shameless she must sound, but she wants to show you how much she enjoys your work and doesn't see the need to hide how she feels between the two of you.

Pyrrha's body is no less subtle in showing how she feels than her voice. Her hips buck whenever your tongue flicks over her clit, her liquid affection drips onto your tongue as it delves into her core and her body shakes as she draws ever closer to her orgasm.

Pyrrha often comes quite quickly. Despite her honed endurance as a fighter she doesn't have that much stamina for sex, the orgasm is enough to satisfy her if it stands alone, though she still has the energy to reach another during penetrative sex if it follows.

She will always thank you afterwards despite your insistence that she doesn't need to, she just feels bad if she doesn't. Please go down on her whenever you have the chance, she really quite enjoys and deserves it :).

Cinder Fall

In all parts of her life Cinder takes what she wants and that has always extended into your sex life. If she wants you to go down on her you will be going down on her, there is no question about it. You're her boyfriend/girlfriend after all, its your job to eat her out whenever she desires it.

Whether the two of you are already in the middle of a moment of intimacy or whether its completely unprompted apart from her deciding she wants it, her way of telling you what you are required to do for her is to push you onto your back.

Cinder more often that not sits on your face, the control it gives her over you gives her a power rush which only feeds her desires farther than they've already grown. In her more vulnerable hours, such as when she was debilitated after Beacon, there's more of an ability to let you be in control of the flow of things however.

Cinder does not shave her pubic hair. Maybe she'll give it some attention every now and then when it gets too out of hand but never is she bare. She does not take suggestions on this topic either, in her own words "get used to it".

She is very vocal while you eat her out. Not so much in sounds but in the river of expletives that come out of her lips. She talks the entire time she's atop you, muttering her praises of your efforts amidst all the "fuck"s coming forth.

Cinder doesn't tell you want she wants, she knows at this point that you understand her desires, additionally her sitting on your face gives her more agency in controlling the pleasure being given to her. She grinds her cunt over your mouth as she pleases, pulling herself up to let you take a moment is a rare luxury.

There is no impulse of self control inside of Cinder and she will work in conjunction with your tongue with her hip movements to orgasm as soon as she is able to. Her stamina is also quite impressive, often she will immediately keep the cunnilingus in motion for a second time if not switching the two of you into something else.

When she does come it is very noticeable, both in the trembling that runs through her body, the further streaming expletives flowing from her mouth and the aggressive, sudden rush of liquid that she releases atop your lips.

Cinder isn't really one to say thank you, firstly because her stamina usually means that your physical intimacy isn't over for the time being and because her ego holds her back from expressing genuine appreciation. Still, she tells you how beautiful you look beneath her with your tongue buried in her cunt and in her more vulnerable moments that she loves you.

[bridgyrose]

AU where Cinder is Medusa and she falls in love with the heroine sent to kill her?

(This was a fun idea)

Cinder slowly put a blindfold over her eyes, making sure she could still see through the cloth without anyone being able to see them. The smile on her lips faded as she felt one of the snakes in her hair rub against her hand, a reminder of the curse she bore. No longer could anyone gaze upon her eyes, lest they turn to stone. Not that it mattered, most people had thought of her as a monster before her curse anyway. A siren that lured men away from their wives, a changeling ready to steal away anyone that came close, a dryad who would sacrifice men… it was all the same to those who were jealous of her. 

The clattering of a statue alerted her that someone was nearby, the snakes slowly starting to rile themselves up as they tasted the scent of human in the air. Cinder quickly finished tying the blindfold and stood up, gently coaxing her snakes to lay down. Her fingers ran across their scales as they turned to hair, the breath she held leaving her lips as she took a moment to before making her way to the front of her home. 

She grabbed a knife and held it behind her back, walking out to the courtyard of her home and looked out over the statues that stood in the night. With a deep breath, Cinder made her way around the statues as graceful as the hunter she used to be, stopping when she saw a girl with red hair praying to the statue that had fallen over and cracked. “Do all spartans break into other’s homes?” 

The woman stood up and readied her spear and shield, taking a step back as she looked around. “Is it really breaking in if I’m hunting a monster?” 

“Monster, havent been called that in a while.” Cinder crouched and moved around the statues, keeping out of sight. She gently stroked her hair as the snakes started to hiss, slowly feeling the hair turn to scales. A low hiss emanated from her as she stopped near the spartan, glaring from under the blindfold. “Though, you just broke the last person that called me that.” 

“Show yourself!” the spartan yelled out as she slowly stalked through the statues.

Cinder pulled the knife out from behind her back and quietly made her way behind the spartan, following quietly as she stalked her prey. Once she was close enough, she gripped the spartan’s arm and pulled her close, holding the knife to her throat. “But if you wont leave, then I’ll have to make an example-” 

She pulled back as the spartan lashed out with her spear, letting her go and pulling back to keep just out of reach of the tip. A growl escaped her lips as she moved around the statues, only to watch them shatter as the spartan went after her. Finally, she grabbed the spear before it could shatter the last statue, gripping it tightly. “Stop that!” 

The spartan glared as she yanked the spear away from Cinder’s grip. “You’ve already killed them!” 

“Most of them were accidents!” 

“You’re a gorgon! Nothing you do is by accident!” 

Cinder glared and stepped closer to the spartan, keeping her knife at her hip. “You dont know what its like to find out what kind of curse you have until its too late. To find someone you can care about, hold them close, and never look into their eyes without turning them to stone. Watching friends and family pushing you away, “heroes” of all kinds trying to kill you for fame and honor, turning them to stone each and every time to survive! All because I fell in love with the wrong person!” 

The spartan tripped as she stepped on a piece of statue behind her, falling back and using her spear to rip the blindfold off Cinder. On instinct, she put her shield up, arms shaking as she waited for the gorgon’s glare to turn her to stone. “J-just turn me to stone like the rest of them.” 

“I’m… not… going to do that,” Cinder said, eyes averted from the shield, terrified about what seeing her own eyes in her reflection would do to her. “Just… go. You’ve done enough.” 

“You’re… not going to hurt me?” 

Cinder started cleaning up the pieces of statue on the ground, stopping when she found a piece of her first love’s face. “I want to. I should.” A tear ran down her cheek as she placed the stone face to the side. “But right now, I want to be left alone. Leave, go back to Sparta, and tell everyone you killed me. Get the glory that you seek.” 

The spartan sighed and put her weapon down. “I cant do that. They’ll want proof and if I come back empty handed, I’ll just be sent out here again.” 

Cinder looked over towards the spartan as she heard her start to pick up some of the stone pieces to move to the side, eyeing her carefully. She reached for her snake hair and gently stroked the scales until they turned back to hair. “You just tried to kill me, why would you help me clean up?” 

“I dont have anywhere else to go, and until I have proof that you’ve been defeated, I dont really have a choice but to stay here.” 

“And what makes you think I’m going to let you stay?” 

“Do you really want to stay here alone?” 

Cinder glared at her, but didnt try to argue as she looked over the house she kept. Sure, it was only a one story house, but there were still enough rooms that were left empty that even the statues that had once filled her courtyard still wouldnt have been enough. “Fine, but you stay on the other side of the house. But stay out of my way.” 

“I’ll be quiet and you’ll never notice I’m here.” 

Cinder rolled her eyes and tired the blindfold over her eyes again, making her way back inside. She stopped at a small shrine of Artemis and lit a small fire at the base, kneeling down in front of it. With a quiet breath, she looked up at Artemis's stone face. “I know I was expelled from the hunt, but please give me the strength to deal with this spartan.” 

“You were a huntress?” 

Cinder nearly jumped as she heard the spartan’s voice, catching herself against the shrine she had made. “I thought I told you to stay away from me, spartan.” 

“Pyrrha, my name is Pyrrha,” Pyrrha answered, leaning against the doorway. “And, I thought you’d want to have this.” 

Cinder watched as Pyrrha pulled out a fixed stone head of her first love. She slowly reached for it, taking it and holding it. “You… you fixed her…” 

“You seemed to care about her. And, I'm sorry.” 

“Cinder.” Cinder stood up and placed the statue head next to her bed. “My name is Cinder. And… thank you.” 

Pyrrha nodded and turned to leave. “I’ll go clean up the rest.” 

Cinder sighed as she listened to Pyrrha leave, her heart starting to thump in her chest as her arms trembled. It had been a long time since she had felt like this, and now, it was for that spartan that tried to kill her. “My heart is going to get me killed.”

[jaune-submissive-and-breedable]

A part 2 to that Glynda pegging class: Glynda lets some students take a 'practical' test with Jaune in class.

Glynda chuckled as she watched her students scramble out of their seats, eager to have a chance at pegging their blonde classmate. She knelt on one knee in front of Jaune, lifting his chin and smiling.

"I hope you're ready, Mr. Arc. Your classmates are quite eager to have a taste of you." She cooed, gently pecking his lips and stepping away as her first student approached.

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Ruby's face was as red as her cloak while she thrusted into Jaune's tight anal canal. Her movements slow and steady with some passion behind them. Her hands using Jaune chest from support as she stared at his blinded face. The toy she used was a simple seven inches, but it was still enough to make him moan and get rock hurt once more.

"I'm gonna start moving faster now. Let me know if it hurts, ok?" she told him. Leaning over to plant a small kiss on his cheek.

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Jaune screamed loudly through his gagged as Weiss began her turn. Unlike her leader, she didn't care about his comfort. Using an 13 inch avian shaped dildo, she hammered and destroyed his asshole with acute precision. Her thrusts were frequent with enough power behind them to garner a response from the boy.

"Consider this pay back for bothering so much Arc" she hissed, giving his cock a slap causing it was fling pre-cum around the desk and their body. "But I think someone needs a little more discipline~"

After saying that, she places a black glyph around his tip base of his cock, blocking his cum from escaping their fleshy confines.

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When it was Blake's turn she freed Jaune from his restrains, threw him on to the floor, placed herself onto his back, and plunged her cock deep inside his ass. Purring with delight as she heard him cried out from both pleasure and pain from her chosen toy. She began moving her hips slowly before gradually increasing in speed and force. In doing so, she inadvertently, or purposefully, caused her ass cheeks to clap together, giving all present a good view of her bellabooty twerk.

"S...Stop...please!" Jaune cried out.

Blake's chosen toy was a feline shaped dildo, 13in long, 3in in girth, and equipped with barbs that scrapped against his anal canal, causing him to cried out. Hearing his plea, she leaned into his ear and told him.

"Be a good boy and I'll let you fuck my ass later~" She purred, gently kissing his cheek and continued her thrusting

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"MeRcY PlEaSe!!!" Jaune cried out once it was Yang's turn.

The blonde in question had him bent over Glynda's desk and shoved her massive 20in long horse cock in and out of his ass with reckless abandon. Her d cup breast bouncing wildly as she thrusted in and out of the arc boy, her grunts harsh and animalistic. Her cock created a grotesque bulge in his stomach, making some of her classmates cringe while others bit their lips.

"Fuck! How is he still so tight?!" she growled.

Yang turned him on his back roughly, never taking her cock out of him. Grabbing his face, she smashed her lips against his in a sloppy and heated kiss. Pulling away, she lick her lips as she stared him down. Promising to herself she'll definitely do this again.

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Much like yang, Nora opted for pure power in thrusts over any semblance of technique. Holding Jaune in a mating press, she hammered her cock in his ass rapidly, their hips colliding with meaty slaps. Her ursine cock forgoing length in favor of girth making his ass stretch to impossible lengths. Her breathing rapid and harsh. She looked down at her still blind leader panting beneath her. His face red and mouth open releasing pained pants. She lowered herself so her face was an inch away from his, her breast squished against his chest as she did. Rather than say anything she slammed her lips into his, capturing him in a deep and sloppy make out secession. Ignoring the wet and sticky sensation on her chest.

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For many, it was not surprising to see Pyrrha pegging Jaune. What was surprising was the girthy and lengthy lupine cock she chose to peg him with. Taking him in missionary, she gently, but forcefully, thrusted inside his anus. Using one hand, she played with her tit and moaned with pleasure, while the other stroked his cock to full mast once more, earning more groans from the boy.

"It's alright Jaune" she cooed. Leaning forward to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. "You've been such a good boy, you deserve a reward."

Moving hand away from her tit, she removed his blind fold exposing his eyes to his onlookers. They squinted at first, but quickly adjusted allowing for Pyrrha to see how red and watery they were from the ongoing lesson. Smiling softly, she kissed his cheek and pushed her toy deeper into him, cooing and complimenting him as she pushed her toy's knot into his ass.

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"Very Impressive Ms. Fall" Glynda complimented from the sideline.

The false maiden smirked and leaned back on the desk, using her arms prop herself up. Unlike her fellow classmates, she instead made Jaune ride her cock himself, with the boy in question panting heavily as he bounced up and down. Sweat layered his entire body, his cock bobbed up and down weakly, his tongue hung from his mouth and eyes rolled back in his head. His hands gripped her thighs tightly as the used them for support. All the while a simple black dildo was repeated swallowed up by his asshole, which clung to its length greedily.

"Just like Nikos said~" she replied "He's just a good boy~"

------------------------------------------------------------------------------After what seemed to be hours, Jaune was finally able to rest. His body was sore and broken from the various treatments he received from his classmates. His cock was completely softened with a thin line of cum leaking from the tip and his balls sagged as they milked of their contents. His body was motionless save for a small twitch every so often. Finally, his face contorted into a look of permanent pleasure. His eyes were rolled back in his head while his tongue hung from his mouth.

Glynda knelt beside the boy, wrapping a blanket over his nude form, and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"I believe you've earned your extra credit points, Mr. Arc" She stated calmly.

She stood up with a heavy sigh. Surveying her classroom, she saw various cum stain littering the desks and floor. It would be a hard clean up job, but she'll manage. Sitt back at her desk she began reviewing each of her student's performance today.

"I Ms. Xai long and Valkryie for sure requires a bit more practice...." she said as she began her reviews.