Kink Fics (8/23)

“Come on, are you seriously telling me, if you had a choice between Blake Belladonna and Nebula Violette, you’d decide it based on personality?”

Jaune chuckled. “I don’t know what to tell you,” he said, “but I’m really looking more for a relationship than a hookup, so if it’s not a mission-”

“Ok,” his companion cut him off, “let’s say it is a mission—your choice, we go after Blake or we go after Nebula, what do you-”

“Blake, easily,” he admitted without hesitation, “I saw one photo of that ass, and I know who I’m hoping Cinder sends us out against.”

“Okay, that was an easy one.” Emerald smirked, “But… Blake Belladonna or Pyrrha Nikos, who would you...” her voice trailed off as a note of disapproval crept in. “Do you seriously not know who Pyrrha Nikos is? Jaune, you’ve got to start reading those dossiers I put together!”

He shrugged, sheepishly. “I look at the pictures,” he admitted.

“Gods!” their last companion suddenly exploded, “Is sex and ogling all you two ever talk about!”

Emerald shot her an annoyed glance. “No. Why shouldn’t we?”

“Mercuria...” Jaune said, knowing something was wrong with their silver-haired assassin, “We can change the topic if it’s making you uncomfortable-”

“No, it’s not making me uncomfortable, it’s just… AAGH,” she exploded, “you guys are just so frustrating!”

She threw up her hands and stormed out. Jaune stood up to go after her, only for Emerald to catch his hand and stop him.

“Let her go, Jaune,” she advised, “Mercuria… she’s got some things to work out on her own.”

Jaune didn’t like the sound of that, but he knew to trust Emerald. She was his spotter, and she was much better at understanding emotional situations that, Jaune would freely admit, he was often a little slow on.

The two of them were a team, working together to take down targets selected by their leader, Cinder Fall. But unlike Mercuria and Cinder, who used more violent methods, Jaune and Emerald were subtle operatives who used… less traditional methods. Namely, seduction. Between the two of them, and their Semblances, Emerald would track targets and use illusions to put them in the mood, then Jaune would pounce on them, overwhelming them with pleasure until, dizzy on unbelievable erotic pleasure, they became a loyal asset for the Queen. They’d become very close pulling this scheme off, and Jaune and Emerald had shared more than a few women in their time.

So he sat back down. It felt like the moment had been lost to go back to their game of ranking the top babes at the Vytal, so Jaune wasn’t sure what to do, other than sigh and take a look around their hotel room.

It was a nice room, but… well, it wasn’t like Jaune was looking forward to staying in a student dorm as they infiltrated the school, but at the same time, it’d at least be a change from hotel rooms. They all had a weird, surreal feeling to them and made Jaune feel a little uncomfortable, spinning through room after vaguely different room as they conducted operations across Mistral and Vale.

Fortunately, Jaune didn’t have to come up with something to change the subject because a change in subject was brought to them. Namely, Cinder had entered their hotel room.

Both of them stood up in a hurry. It wasn’t like Cinder to come to them, and Jaune wasn’t sure the right way to show deference to their terrifying leader.

Cinder was a frightening woman. She was a ruthless strategist and capable of intimidating her way into getting whatever she wanted in the criminal underworld, and Jaune was more than a little afraid of her. It was the one thing he did not understand with Emerald: her crush on the woman who could have them reduced to ash with a single moment of disapproval.

“Emerald?” she asked, her voice quiet, but hinting considerable force, like a coiled snake, “I would like to speak to Jaune privately.”

Like a coiled snake readying to bite him, personally. Emerald was gone in a flash—not that Jaune could blame her, he wasn’t exactly sure he’d do differently if the tables were turned. But as the door shut with a click, he was left alone in a room with the fearsome femme fatale.

“Umm… so is this-”

She cut him off. “Jaune, I want to speak with you briefly about your priority targets for the Vytal Festival.”

He nodded, silently, happy to just listen and nod and not have to come up with words.

“As you know, Mercuria and I have been tracking the Fall Maiden, and that you and Emerald are to move against her once we find out what role Ozpin has her playing in securing the Festival. However, I have developed a list of secondary targets I wish for you and Emerald to bring to our side while we work on tracking her down. The information has been sent to your scrolls.”

Jaune checked his scroll, seeing eight headshots with a basic set of background information. Easy enough targets (and he couldn’t help but smile to see the face of Blake Belladonna was one of them), but there was a question in his mind that he couldn’t keep silent.

“Um… Ma’am?” he asked, already knowing this was a mistake, “I don’t see why you needed to, uh, speak with me privately about this information?”

“Jaune,” Cinder said, her eyes scanning him analytically, the way that made him feel like she was effortlessly vivisecting him, “I would also like you to have sex with Mercuria, and-”

“What!” Jaune said in alarm, realizing too late he’d interrupted Cinder Fall, but now that he’d done it, he had no choice but to roll forward. “Cinder, if it’s not for the mission, I’m not going to sleep with someone who isn’t-”

“She’s been in love with you since you recruited her. You’re just too dense to notice, and the angst is causing problems for me.”

That shut Jaune up.

Mercuria was… Mercuria was in love with him?

Cinder gave him a look so icy that it made Jaune wonder if her Semblance might have control of both sides of the temperature spectrum. “I am extremely aware of the limitations of your ability to detect whether or not a girl has feelings for you.”

Jaune cringed at that. Cinder didn’t tolerate weaknesses, and, as the part of the team most concerned with the feelings of women, for him to miss something this big for so long… it was no wonder Cinder sounded so pissed off.

He quietly nodded, and, though he didn’t like the idea of targeting a friend like she was a target, Jaune knew that Cinder wanted results. And… if she actually was… in love with him… Jaune would be sure to do everything he could to nurture and reciprocate those feelings. To make her feel all the love she’d been longing for.

LINE BREAK MERCURIA

Mercuria strode down the hotel hallway, hands stuffed in her pockets, shooting a withering glare at everyone she passed by.

She hated places like this. Ever since she got picked up by Cinder’s team, she’d gone from the unbelievably shitty situation with her dad to these… fake places, full of phonies. She knew it was an improvement over living with a sonovabitch like her old man, but she certainly didn’t think these places were good. Everyone here was so fake and artificial, it made Mercuria want to retch.

Rich old men with trophy wives who were just praying that the geriatric idiot who paid for their boob jobs would die already so she didn’t have to sneak around any longer with the poolboy. Corporate fatcats who thought that money meant they were smart, not realizing they needed an army of yes men and golden parachutes to keep their fragile egos from exploding.

Ugh. Phonies. Mercuria hated phonies, and she hated that everyone in her life was so…

Well, not everyone.

There was a pain in her soul that Mercuria had thought had been long since stamped out. She was supposed to have learned that there was no such thing as a good man, that it was all just a front for opportunities of cruelty. More fakeness to lull her into a false sense of security.

But Jaune… Mercuria had known Jaune for long enough to realize that there wasn’t any inner darkness that he was hiding from her. He was just… Jaune.

He seduced women for advantage, but once he wasn’t on a job, Jaune was nothing but a gentleman. Kind. Compassionate. A bit of a dork, but so willing to just listen to her problems.

And Mercuria knew she was blowing it with him.

Like earlier in the evening. She’d interrupted him and yelled, threw a fit, and stormed out. Why would he ever bother with a bitch like her? Not when they would soon be at Beacon, where he’d surely find a girl as kind and sweet as he was, a girl who actually deserved him. And she’d have nobody to blame but herself. For expecting him to do all the work instead of finding the tiniest scrap of courage to admit to him that she was in love.

Love. That wasn’t supposed to be something for her, but here it was. She’d fallen in love with Jaune Arc and sharing hotel rooms with him had only made that more painfully real. Not just watching him sleep, his broad, handsome chest rising and falling in a gentle arc, but all the ways he showed his kindness, the little ways he made Mercuria feel special even though she was just part of Cinder’s team. Checking in on her, fetching treats when she was feeling down, just… just being someone who listened in a cold and indifferent world. She dreamed of how special he’d make her feel if she was dating, dreams that would only ever be dreams because she couldn’t help herself from being a bitchy cunt all the time.

She sighed. She’d reached the door for their room, and she knew Jaune would be in there. She had to make it seem like she wasn’t upset. Well, that she was upset, but not about what she was actually upset about, because she didn’t want Jaune to know that she was just an idiot who was ruining her own life rather than admit that she had a crush on a boy.

Mercuria hated herself sometimes.

Mercuria hated herself a lot of the time.

But with another sigh, she grabbed the doorknob and stepped into the room. Which she immediately realized had been cleaned up from her and Emerald’s usually messy ways, but more so, there were a bunch of lit candles? Was this some weird thing Emerald was doing now? Whatever it was, Mercuria didn’t want to have to deal with it, even if they did smell really nice.

Storming into the room, though, she also realized that Emerald wasn’t there. Just Jaune. Her and Jaune. Alone in the room. He was lying on the bed, and Mercuria had to look away to avoid blushing. But she could still hear the springs creak as he got up.

“Jaune,” she blushed, “I don’t want to talk right now, so-”

But he didn’t let her finish that sentence.

Because he had suddenly wrapped his arms around her, making Mercuria realize she could feel his heartbeat against her back, making her blush furiously at the closeness, but what should have inspired panic, anger, any other fight or flight response… was drowned out in how nice it felt.

“Mercuria...” he said, and her name sounded so nice in his voice… She wanted to hear him call her by her name a million times, but... it wasn’t to be.

Feeling sullen, she instead decided to pout. “Stop… stop touching me,” she protested, “I don’t-”

“Shhhhh,” he shushed her, and Mercuria was immediately silenced by it.

“Mercuria,” he said again, “I think you have to be honest with me… and yourself.”

Oh no. Oh no.

He KNEW!

But before she could panic, could struggle out of his grip, Jaune held her tightly, and suddenly… Mercuria felt the smolder of his gaze upon her. Fearfully, she looked up into his blue eyes where she felt all the walls she had put up, the ice in her heart, every defense she had… start to melt under his gaze. He knew.

And it was wonderful.

Cautiously, she wrapped her arms around him, feeling how strong he felt underneath her grasp. Yes, Mercuria was the assassin and by far the better fighter, but Jaune just felt strong in a way that made her feel safe in his arms. Safe enough to finally admit the truth.

“Jaune, I… I love you,” she whispered, her voice so quiet it was hard to believe she spoke.

Until, of course, he kissed her.

He leaned forward and met her lips with his own, drawing her down into an endless trail of love and lust, her mind unshackled from fear for the first time in her life as she felt that anything was possible, anything at all.

She knew he was a seducer, knew that there were dozens of other women that had been his target, but tonight… tonight, Mercuria could pretend that she was his one and only. That she could have everything she had ever wanted.

She could have...

“Jaune?” she asked, a hint of fear creeping into her voice, “Can- can I...” she was blushing furiously, her voice dropping to a shameful whisper, “Can I call you ‘daddy?’”

She tensed, expecting Jaune to be incredulous or to call her a freak or just cast her aside like she deserved, Jaune just rubbed her shoulders. “Of course,” he said, so very gently, “anything for my little princess.”

And Mercuria melted.

“Oh, daddy,” she moaned, feeling like Jaune, no, Daddy was wiping away all those miserable years with that wretched man as he cradled her in his arms, “I know I’m not supposed to want you, but there’s nobody else I’ve ever wanted. All I want is to be my daddy’s good girl, ”

“And your daddy will never leave you behind,” he soothed as Mercuria started to cry. She was just… she was just so, so happy!

Blinking away tears, Mercuria knew she wanted to make this moment special, to have her first time with Daddy be just how she dreamed of it, gazing into those deep, cerulean pools as he held her…

She kissed him, feeling his lips on hers, strong and masculine, making her feel so small and delicate in his arms. He was so powerful and yet, so gentle with her, Mercuria could only moan as she surrendered to him.

He lovingly lay her down on the bed and stripped her naked. Mercuria hated the feeling of being exposed, and as he revealed her metal legs, she cringed, the fantasy shattering in an instant.

“Jaune, I-” she started, apologetically as her words failed her, “I’m- I’m sorry, I don’t-”

“Shhh,” he whispered into her ear, “I know. And I want you to know… you’re beautiful.”

Ohhhhhhh, Mercuria’s eyes rolled in her head at the sincerity of his words. He meant it. He really meant it, that he didn’t find her legs to be ugly, an eyesore, a hindrance. He was gazing at her, at all of her, exposed to his sight and he thought she was beautiful.

With a giggle, she slipped back into her imagination, thinking she shouldn’t be naked, but here, with Daddy gazing upon her, she didn’t attempt to cover her breasts or her pussy. She only hoped that she was pretty enough… she didn’t have an ass like Emerald or tits like Cinder, but from the look on Daddy’s face… she knew she was beautiful.

“Please… Daddy...” she whined, “please don’t tease your princess! She needs you… needs you so bad!”

He laughed as Mercuria squirmed on the bed, her needy pussy begging for attention, but he was quick to undo his belt and let his pants fall to the floor, revealing Daddy’s penis to her. Mercuria wanted to cry again, knowing that when she received it, it would be the happiest moment, the moment when her old life would be washed away like a bad dream as Daddy pushed all those mean old thoughts out of her head!

As he crawled onto bed, he seemed so powerful, so massive over her, and the hardened assassin couldn’t help but feel like she was just a small, soft little girl beneath him. She felt her daddy’s breath, hot and strong, on her neck, making her shiver with desire. It was only a moment before her hopes were rewarded, and her daddy’s perfect, manly cock was roughly shoved into her pussy!

Squealing and squirming, she felt as Daddy’s cock pushed its way into her, claiming her virginity and making her a woman.

Making her Daddy’s woman.

She gasped.

It was perfect. All of it was perfect. She was- she was a woman now! His woman! His cock was filling her pussy and splitting her open, tearing down all those old, ugly parts of her life, replacing it with a new beginning, a beginning that Daddy was creating for her!

He was whispering things to her, precious, beautiful things, about how he’d love her forever, about what a good girl she was being, about how beautiful she was, and Mercuria was in heaven! She was so happy, she wanted to cry, cry that she’d finally found the happiness she thought she’d never get, that she wasn’t good enough to ever deserve. But Daddy didn’t see her like that. Daddy loved his princess, and he made her feel like the specialest, most beautiful girl in the whole wide world!

She wrapped her legs around him, but it didn’t matter that they were ugly metal. They pulled Daddy in close and let her feel him even tighter against her—how she got them didn’t matter, that man, that part of her life didn’t matter anymore! She- she had something new here, something sweet and loving and giving her so much pleasure! Crying out with happiness, she kept him entwined within her legs and arms, holding him tight!

With a gasp, she realized that Daddy’s cock was tensing up inside her, and it made her feel like she was the luckiest girl, too! He was about to- he was about to cum in her! To fill her up and make her his forever! Forever and ever! Oh, she couldn’t wait, couldn’t- c-coudn’t- OH GODS YES YES YES YESSSSSSSSSS!

They came together, the sensation of Jaune, of Daddy’s rich cum flooding her pussy immediately brought Mercuria over the edge as she experienced the singular, perfect moment of knowing that not everything in her life had to be horrible. That she could have better, that she deserved better… and that Jaune was here to give it to her.

As he gently removed himself from her, Mercuria giggled, feeling the spell break as she realized she’d just fucked her coworker. No wonder he was such an excellent seduction specialist—if he’d wanted to, Mercuria would have babbled endlessly just to keep that cock inside her, confessing to all of her worst and dirtiest secrets… actually, that could be pretty hot, her as a prisoner and Jaune interrogating…

But Mercuria’s thoughts were interrupted as she realized that what she was picturing in her head wasn’t just her and Jaune… Cinder was there too. The two of them, tied up together, being made to confess to Inspector Jaune what naughty girls they were and how right he’d be to punish them...

She shook the fantasy out of her head. Surely she didn’t… she didn’t have feelings for Cinder—that was Emerald’s deal! Mercuria had Jaune, and that was all she needed. She curled up into her lover's arms, tracing a line of kisses up his chest. He was such a good man, and so, so good to her. So much better than she ever thought she might deserve...

“I love you, pumpkin,” he said, kissing her forehead and making her heart burst.

“Thank you,” she whispered, tears in her eyes, “thank you… Daddy.”

LINE BREAK EMERALD

Emerald almost had to laugh from what she was hearing outside her hotel room. Mercuria was a kinky girl, once Jaune’s Semblance opened up her true self to the world, and Jaune was such an obliging sweetie to give her what she’d obviously been begging for since they’d first picked her up and added her to the team.

Really, she was happy for the both of them. Mercuria had finally stopped trying to be cool and aloof and just admitted that she was in love with Jaune, and Emerald was happy that her bro got to score. She found Mercuria annoying, sure, but now that she’d gotten in touch with her submissive side, maybe she’d be a little bit less of a pain in the butt.

Ah, but that got to the real problem Emerald was feeling.

It wasn’t jealousy, not exactly, but it was the feeling of knowing that her bro was scoring while Emerald was sadly frustrated.

Ahhhhh, it just wasn’t fair. Well, it was fair, Jaune was a professional ladies man, an expert at seduction working at a level that Emerald knew she couldn’t hope to meet, but still, try explaining that to her libido… and that thought made her think of something else her libido wanted.

Going to the elevator she punched the button to take her all the way up, to where the real bigwigs stayed… like Cinder.

Damned if Emerald wasn’t obsessed with Cinder. Jaune had proven himself to be a true bro by helping her gain some perspective on the whole thing, but accepting that she had a massive crush on her boss only made it easier to handle. It certainly didn’t make it go away.

What she wouldn’t give for Cinder to reciprocate her feelings! To see all her service was dedicated to gaining her approval, to being someone held in her esteem, and perhaps… someone Cinder might, possibly, think more of?

But that was just fantasy. Not something she should waste time dwelling on. Stepping to the door to Cinder’s suite, Emerald-

Emerald heard something from inside. She heard… she heard a moan.

It wasn’t possible that Cinder could be this careless about privacy, b-but… she had to… Emerald had to keep watch. She had to stay by the door and make sure… nobody else heard anything. Right?

Keeping her ear to the door (she had to be prepared in case Cinder came out, of course!), Emerald eavesdropped on what was increasingly clearly her boss’s masturbation session.

“Ohhh, ohhhhhhh,” she moaned, and Emerald had to stifle a whimper that she couldn’t be there, helping her beloved Cinder right now, “How do you not, haaaa, how do you not realize I’m in love with you, you idiot!”

Emerald stiffened. Cinder… Cinder was in love with someone? How was that… possible? Literally nothing about Cinder “ice-in-her-veins-as-she-incinerated-her-rivals” Fall suggested that there was anyone she had ever been in love with, but more so…

What lucky son of a bitch was dumb enough not to reciprocate Cinder “literally-smoking-hot” Fall’s affection?

“Oh, Jaune! Jaune! I love you so much, Jaune!”

Ah.

Yeah, he would be dumb enough to not get it.

Well, damn, Jaune, Emerald had to give it up for him. Yeah, she hated that Cinder had eyes on another, but, really, Emerald was more shocked that Cinder had feelings for anyone at all that this actually felt like it opened more avenues than it closed. In fact… she was starting to get an idea to form in her mind…

But, of course, she had to stand guard for a little while longer. It certainly wouldn’t do for someone to discover that Cinder had feelings, of course!

“Oh, Jaune,” Cinder whined, “You’re the only man who’d ever accept me for who I am, for what I truly desire… the only man who would ever understand that I need to be dominated, to be owned by you, my sweet, kind Master!”

Okay… very unexpected, but Emerald wasn’t exactly judging here…

“You’ll, ugnh!, you’ll make me, oh yes!, wear only a collar and stick a tail in my ass and tell me I’m your good doggy! Oh yes, I’m your good girl, Jaune!  Your g-goOD G-GIRL! ARF ARF ARF AAAAAAAAAAARRRRF!”

Barking like a dog, she came explosively, and Emerald had never thought that Cinder of all people was a closet submissive… and, specifically, that her fetish was to be praised for being a good dog. But Emerald… Emerald could work with that. Yes, yes, she could very much work with that. Licking her lips, she imagined Cinder naked except for her collar and leash, a tail plug in her ass and unable to speak, just barking playfully as Jaune scratched her ears and gave her treats for sitting up and begging.

Yes, Emerald could picture it perfectly, and Emerald knew, if she could make it happen… well, maybe Jaune wouldn’t mind letting his closest bro dogsit for him, once in a while. Or maybe, treating Cinder like one of their targets, the two of them working in tandem to get her off…

Yes, Emerald had a very good plan in the works… she’d just have to talk to Cinder in the morning and then she could make the first step towards making all her dreams come true.