The Arc Family Techniques Ch. 22 (RWBY) (Patreon)

A/N: Ruh Roh~

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Melanie is sprawled on the bed, eyes still rolled back in her head as Jaune climbs aboard. His seed is still seeping out of her ass, but what has his attention right now is undeniably her gushing wet, untouched quim. He fucked Roma, he fucked Neo, he fucked Miltia. The only one he hasn’t fucked at this point is Melanie Malachite. Now… that doesn’t sound fair, does it? No… not at all.

He’s aware of her twin sister climbing onto the bed as well, sitting off to the side and touching herself while Jaune reaches for her sister. Grabbing Melanie by the hips, he gives Miltia a quick grin, and then spins the more boisterous and confident of the two sisters onto her front, forcing Melanie onto her hands and knees.

With a gasp, the beautiful black-haired woman comes back to herself, just in time to feel his cockhead digging into her needy twat. Just the first bit though, Jaune stops before going any further, merely teasing Melanie with his prick rather than fucking her outright just yet.

“D-Do it… take me, you big dicked b-bastard…”

Jaune chuckles at that, cocking his head to the side curiously as Melanie looks back over her shoulder at him, glaring. Except, there’s no heat to her glare… and Jaune hasn’t forgotten how quickly she submitted to Roma after losing their cat fight. Does Melanie have a secret fetish for being dominated, perhaps?

“I dunno, should I? You told me before you were a needy anal whore… so you should be satisfied now, right?”

Melanie grits her teeth and growls, though it’s about as intimidating as a kitten’s growl given how flustered and tuckered out she is from their previous experiences with one another. Trying to buck her hips backwards to lodge more of him inside of her, she gets about an inch further before he clamps down his hands on her hips tightly, gripping firmly and holding her in place while shaking his head.

Whining pitifully, Melanie buckles just like she did for Roma, hanging her head and wiggling her hips a little rather than trying to push back into him again.

“P-Please… please fuck me… I’m not j-just an anal whore, I’m your all around whore, sir, so please give it to me hard!”

Oh yeah, the brasher of the Malachite Twins DEFINITELY has a submission fetish. Probably a defeat fetish too, given how she very clearly bit off WAY more than she could chew by picking a fight with Roma Torchwick in the first place. Regardless, Jaune just smiles and makes eye contact with Melanie’s sister, gesturing with his head towards the front of her body. Miltia freezes up for a moment, but the shyer of the two Malachite Twins has made no secret of her own willingness to follow orders.

Shuffling around, it’s only a few moments before Melanie is confronted with her twin’s gushing wet twat. Grinning, Jaune takes great pleasure in effectively taking over the role of ‘dom’ from Roma in this instance, reaching forward and grabbing a fistful of Melanie’s hair as he drives her face forward into Miltia’s cunt, forcing her to eat out her twin, even as he finally begins to fuck her.

For a moment, Melanie sputters and starts to disagree, but then he’s thrusting in and out of her, and that’s all it takes for her to settle down and submit. A good hard dicking, and she’s willing to eat out the horny, slightly quieter duplicate of herself sitting right in front of her. Miltia, meanwhile, is propped up on her elbows as she lays back with her legs spread wide. Staring down the length of her naked pale body at where her twin is eating her out, the gorgeous girl pants and gasps between mewling and moaning.

It's incredibly hot, watching a pair of identical twins enjoy each other’s company while he fucks one of them from behind. Frankly, Jaune wishes he could do it more often. Thrusting deep inside of Melanie Malachite’s glistening quim, the young man lets go of his worries, at least for the moment. He should be able to get away after finishing this up anyways, right? There was nothing to worry about…

And so, Jaune loses himself in the feel of Melanie’s tight cunt. She’s just as tight as her twin was, of course, though she’s much, much wetter on account of getting her ass fucked to oblivion first. His cock positively glides in and out of her clenching, squeezing insides, and he can’t help but groan at the way he’s slamming up against her cervix again and again.

Melanie, meanwhile, is responding with near-constant orgasms at this point. Moaning into her twin’s twat as she continues to eat Miltia out, it’s increasingly obvious that the black-haired young woman needed this, that she would have been left… unfulfilled, if not for Jaune sticking around and making sure to finish things off right.

It fills him with a sense of satisfaction beyond the sexual, if he’s being honest. Sure, there’s the fact that he’s still technically a prisoner. That he’s cavorting with criminals is not lost on the young hunter-in-training. He SHOULD be back at Beacon right now… probably having sex with members of Team RWBY or his own team. 

A wince hits the blond boy’s face as he thinks of his own team. Pyrrha, Nora, and Mulan… they were probably worried about him, weren’t they? But… it was unavoidable. He’d sacrificed himself to save Ruby and Blake, and to a lesser extent Yang and Weiss. If he hadn’t surrendered when he had, if he hadn’t made the deal with Roma that he had, well then, Neo would have probably done a lot more damage then just knocking Yang and Weiss out like she had.

The fact that he’d gone on to fuck Roma Torchwick, one of the most wanted felons in Vale, and now THREE of her accomplices as well… well, that was neither here nor there, right? Though, there is a strange sense of guilt in his chest, even as he rails Melanie through orgasm after orgasm. It was one thing to do everything in his power to make the best out of a bad situation, from seducing Roma and then Neo, to doing the same with the Malachite Twins… but ostensibly, he’d had an opportunity to escape when Roma and Neo had been dragged off by that stunning, strange, amber-eyed woman.

He hadn’t taken it though, hadn’t even tried to get away when he had the chance. Instead, he was here fucking Melanie… all because he had yet to take his twat? The guilt turns towards anger, anger directed at himself. Gritting his teeth, Jaune begins to fuck Melanie harder than before, thrusting into her deeper, more savagely. Perhaps it’s not fair to the beautiful young woman, but he takes his self-loathing and channels it in her direction.

Of course, Melanie loves every last second of it. The Malachite Twin gurgles into her doppelganger’s twat until Miltia lets out a cry and bucks her hips while squirting all over Melanie’s face. This in turn triggers another explosive orgasm in the woman he’s fucking, and that’s what finally sends Jaune over the edge as well. So lost in other thoughts, Jaune doesn’t even remember to pull out this time.

With one last thrust forward, he leans over Melanie, buried deep in her gushing, clenching cunt as he fills her with his seed with a groan. In response, she shudders beneath him, face down on her twin’s twat and trembling under his heavier body. But slowly, Jaune leverages himself up. Slowly, he pulls out of the depths of Melanie’s creampied cunt.

However, as he does so, before he can even think to leave, Miltia is once again before him, taking him back into her mouth. Jaune’s eyes widen at the shyer twin’s stamina, even as she sucks him absolutely artfully, bobbing up and down on his length. Once he’s cleaned off, she insisted on him fucking her again, and Jaune… well, Jaune is still ready and raring to go as well. Besides, it’s not like he can hope to escape if either of the Malachite Sisters raise the alarm, right?

Just once or twice more, and they’ll surely be down for the count, there’s no way the two girls have enough stamina to keep going much longer…

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“Wow. You really are something.”

Jaune stops, a layer of sweat across his whole body as he blinks down at the pillow grasped in his hands. He could have sworn that those were Melanie’s hips again mere moments before. Mouth opening and closing wordlessly, the young man looks over towards the sound of the voice, only to find a stranger standing there.

Grinning wickedly, the woman standing in the doorway has green hair, red eyes, and brown skin, a lot of which is quite visible thanks to her tight, rather intricate outfit. While she IS wearing full pants and even brown chaps, as well as a belt, her top is this strange thing that does more to cover her neck then her chest, and absolutely nothing at all to hide her midriff or her bared arms and shoulders.

Said arms are crossed as the red-eyed, dark-skinned woman grins at him, leaning against the doorframe. 

“I thought, he can’t possibly keep going for much longer… I’ll let him tucker himself out, make it easier on myself to transport him to Cinder. But no… you’ve outdone yourself. Guess that’s the difference between your average guy and a male whore with his aura unlocked, eh?”

Slowly, Jaune looks back at what he was doing, finally realizing that he’d been fucking pillows and blankets for around an hour now. Another illusion semblance? No, more like a straight up hallucination semblance, if she’d made him feel all of that, on top of seeing it. Though, it hadn’t all been fake. Miltia and Melanie WERE there on the bed with him still… they were just fully on the other side of the bed, or rather, they were where he’d originally been with them.

Considering the way they were sprawled out, with Miltia on her back and Melanie on her front, sleeping against her twin’s thigh with cum visibly oozing out of her hole still, the first time had actually happened. He’d fucked Melanie from behind while making her eat Miltia out, and all three of them had enjoyed it. But given that Miltia was where she’d originally been, the subsequent blowjob and fuck, followed by Melanie wanting more as well… it’d never happened.

Instead, this new unknown quantity had had Jaune fucking pillows for an hour, all in an effort to exhaust him. Gritting his teeth, Jaune once again turns his attention to the green-haired girl standing in the doorway… only to find that this time, she’s holding a gun on him. Gesturing with it, she beckons him off the bed.

“C’mon. Let’s go. Cinder wants to see you.”

Lips thinned out, Jaune slowly gets off the bed and reaches for his clothing, only to be stopped.

“Nah, you won’t need any of that. Let’s get going… I’m not a slack-wit like Roma.”

In the end, Jaune can’t really do anything but obey, now can he? And so, as embarrassing as it is, he walks out of the room and down the hall with the red-eyed girl behind him, her gun digging into his back. And then, right as they’re reaching a door, there’s a sudden hit to the back of his head that takes him completely by surprise, going right through his inactive aura as a result as Jaune goes down like a sack of potatoes, everything going dark.

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Waking up to a gorgeous woman straddling you is normally a pretty enjoyable experience, but when you were put to sleep quite forcibly by blunt force trauma to your cranium, it’s not QUITE so enjoyable. Jaune groans as he slowly opens his eyes to find the stunning amber-eyed stranger from before sitting atop him, a wicked smile on her kissable lips. 

She’s still wearing her dress, but of course, the gorgeous red garment was small to begin with. Given the way she’s currently sat, it’s riding up on her hips, and his naked, hard cock, which is held in one of her hands, is also rubbing against her moist slit. For a moment, she pauses and watches him as he wakes. Jaune takes that moment to assess the situation. He’s not bound or gagged, which means two things. One, she’s not afraid of him trying to fight back… in fact, she just might be encouraging it. Two, she’s going to potentially be asking him questions, hence why he’s able to speak.

The fact that this took a turn for the sexual even without his input could mean a number of different things. It could mean that the Eyes of Love he’d thrown her way out of an overabundance of caution had backfired severely and drawn her interest in the worst way possible. It could mean that she thought he was a male whore that Roma had picked up for a night of fun, if the Criminal Mastermind hadn’t blabbed about him.

… It could mean any number of things, because put simply, Jaune didn’t know anything about this woman, save for that she was dangerous enough to bring someone like Roma Torchwick to heel. Except… he probably did know one thing, didn’t he?

“… You must be Cinder…”

There’s a slight widening of her one visible amber eye as her hair covers up the other, and then her perfectly sculpted eyebrow rises as she pauses atop him.

“Must I?”

Oh, she was probably wondering where he heard that. Well, it wasn’t like he owed Red Eyes any favor…

“Unless you stole me from the Red Eyed girl? She said she was taking me to see a ‘Cinder’.”

That smile on this menacing, strange woman’s face grows slightly fixed for a moment, before she lets out a breathy little chuckle.

“I see. Yes… I am Cinder. And you… you are curious. Roma was one thing, but even her little accomplice, Neopolitan, stood up for you. And then Emerald reported that your aura was unlocked, giving you much more stamina than your average male escort. I must confess… I’m interested in taking you for a spin.”

Jaune licks his lips, and decides to be audacious.

“Well, I don’t know if you can afford my going rates…”

There’s a flash of anger in Cinder’s one visible eye at that, but it’s quickly hidden behind wicked glee as she runs her hands across his naked chest like claws, her nails scratching his skin.

“Mm, well I’m loathe to part with any lien for a simple test drive… shall we trade instead? Tell me, how much is your life worth to you?”

And then, without further ‘negotiation’, Cinder raises her hips up and impales herself on his cock right then and there. Jaune grunts at the feeling of her tight cunt around his cock. She’s not as wet as he would have expected, nowhere near sopping or drenched or any of the words he would have used for the other girls he’s fucked so far tonight… if it even still is night, or the same day, or whatever. 

But she’s moist enough to slide a few inches down his cock, as her breath hitches and she pauses, clearly taking great pains to maintain her composure and calm in front of him, to maintain the position of power she has over him. 

Meanwhile, Jaune… Jaune figures he has a choice here. He can do as he’s been doing, and focus his whole on this ensuing sexual encounter… or, while Cinder is using him as some sort of living dildo, he could try and find out who she really is and what she’s up to. Then again, maybe he should try to play to the role he’s been given and start acting like he’s actually as exhausted as he probably should be? If he just lays there like a dead fish, Cinder might get bored of him and let him go? That relied on Roma actually covering for him after she was the one to kidnap him in the first place though, so there was always the chance this was some sort of long con on Cinder’s part.

Fuck though, she was pretty damn sexy. And she was beginning to ride him now, slowly but surely, maintaining exacting control over the situation as she bounces up and down on his cock, even still wearing her dress and refusing him a view of her no doubt gorgeous body.

One way or another… Jaune needed to make a decision.