The Arc Family Techniques Ch. 20 (RWBY) (Patreon)

A/N: Here we are with more of Jaune behind enemy lines~

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As much as it pained her, Glynda would have to stay put. She had a responsibility to Beacon and its students that extended past just one young man… no matter what her personal feelings for him had become. The beautiful Professor lets out a strangled noise at that, and puts her face in her hands, unsure of whether or not she’s consigning Jaune to a fate worse than death. 

… She can only hope his father doesn’t find out.

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Right. Riding high on whatever the fuck someone wanted to call what had just happened between him and Roma Torchwick, and then him and the gal’s sidekick, Neo… Jaune knows what he has to do. Staring down at the dark-haired twins as they in turn look up at him with wide eyes, Jaune reaches down, unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants… and takes out his cock again. 

They don’t stop him in the scant few seconds it takes him to do so, but once his member is out of its confines once more, their eyes zero in on it and stay there, transfixed.

“… So, I guess you gals want your turn next, is that it? Well? Which one of you wants to go first?”

The twins go bright red at that, and exchange glances. Then, the one in white (though it’s not Weiss’ white, it’s a dirtier sort of white, almost a gray) scowls up at him, pouting magnificently as she tries to hide her true desires behind an angry façade.

“Getting a little full of yourself there, aren’t you? What makes you think either of us want anything to do with you, huh? You’re not that special, just because you have a big cock.”

Strong-willed, confident, and brash… Jaune smirks a little and steps up to the other twin instead, the one that’s wearing a red and black dress (though once again, it’s not Ruby’s coloring, not truly. It’s more a mixture of the two colors then Ruby’s ensemble had ever managed). He comes to a stop between the seated girl’s legs and leaves his cock just an inch or so from her face. He doesn’t bother saying anything this time, he just gives her a knowing grin and a lifted eyebrow.

Her blush grows darker… but in the end, she leans forward and opens her mouth in silence, sucking the head of his cock between her lips, carefully avoiding any contact with her teeth.

“M-Miltia?!”

From the side, Miltia’s sister sputters indignantly, even as Jaune groans his enjoyment as the quieter, more timid of the twins begins to suck him off. The more time she spends at it, the greedier she gets though, until she’s bobbing up and down on his cock all of her own initiative, slurping and sucking like a woman possessed. Jaune chuckles, even as the one in the white dress growls beside her.

“Miltia… d-damn it, you’re hogging it!”

Quite suddenly, the one in white is entering the fray, even pushing up against her sister to try to get some of the space in front of him as she tentatively brings her tongue to his cock, what parts of it Miltia can’t get to. She licks and laps at him and begins to effectively bully her sister off of his dick, until the head of his member pops out from between the young woman’s lips entirely, and she takes Miltia’s place.

“M-Melanie!”

Miltia sounds rather distraught as the now-named Melanie ignores her in favor of staring daggers up at him, those green eyes of hers seeming almost challenging as she begins to bob up and down his length, as if daring him to gainsay her. But honestly, Jaune is a little pissed off… sisters, especially twin sisters, should know how to share.

Reaching out, half-feigning a confidence that he can’t exactly name the source of, Jaune places a hand atop each of the girls’ heads and laces his fingers through their locks. Then, he tugs Melanie off of his prick and brings them both together, giving them both his sternest frown.

“Melanie, you need to learn to share properly. Miltia… hogging isn’t good either.”

They both go wide-eyed at his authoritative tone, and Jaune is half-sure that they’re going to attack him. He figures it’s a toss up whether they go for his oh so vulnerable dick or whether they spare it and put him in his place some other way. In the end, he hasn’t used any of his family techniques… not because he can’t, but because he doesn’t want to. Using so many of them to get the upper hand with first Roma and then even more so with Neo… Jaune has to admit, he’s a little ashamed of himself, if he’s being honest.

The Techniques were never meant for combat, never meant to be used in some sort of sex battle with female criminals. So yeah, Jaune was trying to be a bit more sparing here, even if it was probably going to get him his ass handed to him. Though, that doesn’t happen, much to his surprise. Instead, after going wide-eyed at his words, the twin sisters lower their gazes and speak in unison.

“We’re sorry~”

Is there a lilt of arousal to their voices, or is Jaune just hearing things? Oh, who is he kidding, he knows he’s not just hearing things. His cock jumps at the knowledge that the twins are turned on by him ordering them about, and Jaune clears his throat as he tries not to flounder about too badly.

“Good… that’s good. Now… why don’t you both try again, together this time?”

Miltia and Melanie exchange a glance, before giving slight nods. Then, they lean in on either side of Jaune’s throbbing member and begin to work together to give him what honestly has to be the best blowjob of his entire life. Sorry Blake, a sneaky cat ninja blowjob on the first night of Beacon is a close second, but having two absolutely gorgeous, totally identical beauties sucking him off together is… just fucking phenomenal.

Jaune groans, tilting his head back as the twins really get into it. Even now, their personalities shine through in their techniques though. Miltia is definitely the quieter more subdued of the twins, and her shy tongue movements show as much even as she works her way along her side of his cock. Melanie, meanwhile, is as brash and strong-willed as ever, for all that she’d buckled under his censure the same as her sister. She positively slashes her tongue back and forth along his length in comparison to her twin and continues to stare up at him defiantly the entire while.

Jaune is beginning to suspect her defiance is an act to get his attention though, given her overall obedience. Regardless, the two trade-off with one another from that point on under Jaune’s guidance, his hands on their heads pulling them along when he wants to thrust forward into one of their mouths. He pushes into Miltia’s mouth for a bit while regulating Melanie to ball-cleaning duty, and then he switches them, pushing into Melanie’s lush, plump lips while bringing Miltia down to his nut sack.

Neither complains again, nor do they try to bully one another off his cock as Melanie did before. Instead, they work in tandem, showing that they really do have a good team dynamic, even if this is probably one of the weirder ways they’ve ever utilized it. But hey, what does Jaune know? Maybe he’s wrong and these two fuck guys together on the regular… somehow, he doubts it though.

Either way, his cock is throbbing with need and Miltia and Melanie aren’t going anywhere. Their gloved hands have long since disappeared beneath their dresses, even as they moved from sitting on their asses to kneeling side by side in front of him. As he pulls them both back again and takes a moment to look at them both, his cock pulsing all the while, Jaune knows he’s not going to get away without fucking them both too.

He just has to decide which gets to go first… but to be honest, he’s already chosen, he chose a while ago, didn’t he? Releasing their heads, Jaune steps back into the room where he’s left Roma and Neo passed out on the bed. While part of him would love to do it out in the hall, he’s really not sure what sort of place a criminal mastermind like Torchwick has brought him. As sexy as fucking these gorgeous twins in a semi-public place might be, he doesn’t want to piss off some thugs who think he’s raping them or something and get peppered with bullets for his trouble.

Luckily, he doesn’t even have to make it an order. Miltia and Melanie scramble to their feet as he leaves them behind, and upon seeing him just standing there waiting for them both, his dick still out and ready for action, they glance at each other… and step in after him, with Melanie being the one to quietly close the door behind them both.

As soon as it clicks shut, the lock actually turning this time, Jaune is speaking in that same confident, commanding tone as before.

“Panties off, hands against the wall.”

He doesn’t say anything else… and in the end, he doesn’t have to. Worshipping his dick for the last however long they’d been in the doorway had left the twins far too horny to care how they got what they were really after. They wanted a good, hard dicking, and that was what Jaune was offering them with his words. So naturally, they both leapt at the chance.

Their panties turn out to be the same color as their dresses, and when they hold them out to him, Jaune doesn’t let his surprise show as he accepts the gifts and shoves them in his pockets. Right… well, anyways. Miltia and Melanie turn away from him and press their gloved palms up against the wall of the bedroom then and there, while at the same time pushing out their asses, jutting them outwards in a clear offering.

Looking back over their shoulders at him in unison, they both have a hopeful, expectant look on their identical faces, though it’s Melanie who actually voices their shared thought.

“Who… who gets to go first?”

Jaune raises an eyebrow at her… and then steps up behind Miltia, grabbing the quieter twin by the hips and making her gasp in surprise and excitement as he flicks up the back of her flared dress, exposing a pale bottom and a gushing wet pussy to his gaze. Melanie goes wide-eyed at that and begins to pout mightily, but Jaune shuts her down there right quick.

“Who was it that told me they didn’t want anything to do with me? That I was getting a little full of myself? That I wasn’t anything special for having a big cock, hm?”

Melanie deflates a little at that, blushing and ducking her head in embarrassment. In the meantime, Jaune lines up with Miltia and thrusts into the quieter twin, provoking a positively adorable squeak. She’s certainly wet, though for all her shyness, she doesn’t seem to be a virgin. Jaune doesn’t treat her like one either. If these two know Roma, he can only assume they’re both criminals as well. So, while he’s not planning to use his family’s techniques on either of them… he certainly isn’t going to give either of them a break.

As he begins to roughly fuck Miltia up against the wall of the bedroom, drawing a great deal of satisfaction from every squeak, every squeal, every mewl he draws out of the quiet young woman, Jaune half expects Melanie to walk off in a huff. As such, he’s a little surprised when the brasher of the twins stays right where she is, up against the wall alongside her sister, awaiting her turn with a patience Jaune didn’t think she had in her from what little he knew of her so far.

Grinning a little at that, Jaune picks up the pace, and it’s not long before Miltia is moaning wantonly as an explosive orgasm wracks her body. Once she starts cumming around his pistoning prick, she can’t stop either. Eventually, her entire torso is pressed up against the wall, as well as her cheek, all while she keeps her lower half pushed out to meet his thrusts. Her legs tremble and spasm as orgasm after orgasm rushes through her, and her sister has her head turned and is watching Miltia with wide, envious eyes.

Finally, Jaune can feel his orgasm approaching. Like with Neo, he has no idea what sort of birth control these women are on, and he’s not looking to knock either of them up just because it might make them easier to escape from… Jaune doesn’t want to be here for the months it would take that plan to come to fruition anyways.

So, rather than creaming Miltia like he unthinkingly did with Roma, he glazes her like he purposefully did to Neo. Pulling out at the last second, Jaune plasters Miltia’s back with his cum, mostly getting it all over her red and black dress, the white hot seed staining the back of the beautiful garment. Some of it gets on her pale behind as well, but it finds it much easier to hide against her white skin then it does against her reddish, blackish dress.

Panting a bit, Jaune… doesn’t get a chance to move over and do the same with Melanie. He’s fully intending to, and prepared to as well, his cock already beginning to snap back to attention as the other twin whines and wiggles her booty, clearly offering herself up to him quite eagerly. But before Jaune can move, a familiar body presses up against his back as a familiar pair of arms wraps around him. A hand slides down to his cock and begins stroking it, even as Roma Torchwick snickers in his ear.

“Well, well. Looks like someone’s been busy while I was napping. You went right through Neo, didn’t you? And now you’re going through the Malachite Twins… I can’t take you anywhere, can I?”

Her teasing voice and her sexual actions leave Jaune pretty confident that Roma isn’t about to kill him, at least. He’s left a positive impression on her it seems. That’s good, because his initial plan, to fuck her and Neo silly and then try to find Crocea Mors and get the fuck out of here was… less than successful, it would seem.

“H-Hey! He’s going to fuck ME next! Wait your turn, Torchwick!”

Jaune blinks, and he can feel Roma shift against his back as she too looks over at Melanie, likely nonplussed.

“Excuse me, Malachite… the boy is MINE. Just because I brought him here doesn’t mean you and your slut of a sister get free reign! I had to call in a favor from Junior to get this room!”

Sputtering, Melanie pushes off the wall and whips around entirely.

“You already had a turn though! And so did your little accomplice, and my sister! It’s MY turn!”

Things are getting catty, and fast. From what Jaune can tell… he has three-ish options here? Well, two before this devolves into… some sort of fight. He could side with Roma, back her up on the whole “I’m with her” thing and perhaps win some brownie points with her. Sure, how they’d met was… less than stellar, but so far their relationship was built more on sex then that first adversarial meeting, Jaune was fairly sure.

Alternatively, he could try to leverage whatever control he had over the situation (due to being the one with the dick that both ladies wanted so badly) and tell Roma to slow her roll, sit her ass down, and wait her turn. He had no hope of getting Melanie to completely side with him over Roma or anything like that, he was quite sure. 

He certainly wasn’t going to be able to do the whole “I’m with her” thing in reverse and try to transfer his custody to the Malachite Twins as Roma had called them, because almost certainly, they’d drop him like a hot potato the moment he tried. Still, he could fuck Melanie before Roma, and… put the criminal mastermind in her place? Yeah, he wasn’t sure how advisable that route really was…

And then there was option three. It was something he’d read in a book once upon a time, a simple line spoken by a civilian when confronted with two massive titanic Grimm who were having a grudge match. Maybe it wasn’t the same as what Jaune was encountering here, but as far as he was concerned, Grimm and women? They were about the same in danger and lethality, frankly. In the end, he could follow that fictional character’s advice regarding the situation and…

Let them fight.

If he wanted option one or two, he’d have to choose soon though… or he’d be stuck with option three anyways.