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So.
It turned out, Emerald had only begun to discover what hell was.
Her attempts to utterly destroy Pyrrha’s self confidence had somehow backfired in a way she hadn’t imagined was possible. Because now, Emerald was having meals every day with Team JNPR and RWBY, pasting on a smile as she pretended not to be enraged as Jaune sat there flanked by Pyrrha and Cinder, both of them giving him doe-eyed looks as they laughed at idiotic jokes and childish bullshit that-
Breathe.
Just… breathe.
Emerald knew that she had to maintain her cover. Maintain her cover because she was… a scheming terrorist planning to turn the Vytal Festival into a living hell, or maybe they’d just given up on that. Just taken all their plans and oop! Out the window! Who cares about seizing the limitless power of the Fall Maiden when we could all just make goo-goo eyes at a boy.
And now he was feeding them forkfuls of his breakfast, blushing furiously as Pyrrha and Cinder tittered away and the blonde fucking bimbo making the crudest comments about- about- Cinder was better than all of them! They were all beneath Cinder, a lesson they could all learn through fire and blood, and yet- and yet- she just laughed along with the rest of the buffoons!
As breakfast came to an end, Emerald exhaled a little of her frustration, knowing that, at least, this exercise in humiliation was reaching a close. As Jaune rose to bus his tray, Cinder, of course, shooed him away. Why shouldn’t Cinder Fall, the unstoppable infiltrator, the criminal mastermind, clean up after her boyfriend and girlfriend? Who better to do the job of a maid? But Emerald kept her outrage in check—this gave her an opportunity to speak with Cinder away from Jaune and the rest.
“Hey Cinder?” she asked, “You seem to be doing… well.”
“Oh, Emerald,” Cinder gushed, in the most un-Cinder voice possible, “It’s so wonderful! I never realized how happy I could be… being happy! Jaune and Pyrrha, they’re so lovely, so kind, and their friends—just sweethearts, all of them.”
Emerald held back the bile as she nodded. “It’s just… weird seeing you be… submissive. To anyone, but… specifically to them.”
Cinder blushed. Actually blushed. “Oh, well, not that I want to kiss and tell,” why did Emerald ask questions when she knew the answers would destroy her? “But let’s just say that the mean, old Cinder still gets some… playtime, if you will. Jaune rather likes being our damsel in distress...”
Despite Emerald’s best efforts, her treacherous, horrible mind was more than happy to conjure up plenty of images of what that might look like. Cinder, cackling wickedly as Jaune struggled against the ropes binding him. His stupidly good dick at attention as Cinder teased it, taunting an equally bound Pyrrha that they were utterly at her mercy as she- augggggggh!
So not only had Jaune utterly destroyed Cinder’s entire persona, the persona Emerald had been madly in love with, he and Pyrrha got to rebuild that Cinder and have sex with her. So Emerald was losing out twice over.
Murder was on the table. Murder was very on the table.
“B-but what about...” she dropped her voice low, “what about the mission?”
Cinder just waved her off. “Oh, who cares about that musty old witch! I’m in love, Emerald! In love!”
Murder. Murder, murder, murdermurdermurdermurder!
With a giggle and a flouncing twirl, Cinder spun around to go catch up with her fucking boy toy. Fuck! Yeah, there was no “breathe” anymore, no chill, no option other than absolute, bloody-handed-
“It’s like the universe is broken,” she heard a voice mutter behind her.
Whirling, she saw Weiss Schnee, evidently surprised to discover that she’d said something out loud. “Oh!” she gasped, “I didn’t- I know she’s your leader, and-”
“No- no!” Emerald choked out, “I just- I also can’t believe this is happening! It’s just… it’s just wrong isn’t it?”
Relieved to discover she hadn’t made a faux pas, Weiss sighed in relief. She extended her hand, all professional and polite. “Weiss Schnee,” she said, “I don’t believe we’ve met before.”
“Emerald Sustrai,” she responded, “I believe my partner, Mercury, tried to hit on you at the dance?”
Weiss nodded. “Yes, I believe my boy- my now ex-boyfriend,” she added, crisply, “Threatened to punch him?”
“That’s the one,” she answered, wincing a little in sympathy for the ex-boyfriend comment.
But Weiss seemed to take it well, being happy to have found a confederate in sanity. “Well, it’s good to see that I’m not losing my mind and other people are also aware of how insane this situation is.”
“Just because of his stupid amazing dick,” Emerald spat, “He’s got girls crawling all over him!”
But Emerald immediately realized she had said something weird from the look Weiss was giving her.
“How- how would you know-”
Emerald blushed, furiously. “I- I just assumed, I mean, I heard about it, from, um-”
“Is it...” Weiss had her own blush now as she leaned in to whisper, “Is it big? Something that can turn such disciplined, accomplished girls into… into his strumpets?”
There were two things already going very wrong in this conversation, and one of them was “what kind of person uses the word ‘strumpet?’” but there was, more pressingly, the fact that yet another bedrock of sanity was being dragged down into a morass of wild insanity. The look on her face, the eagerness in her eyes, it all told Emerald that madness had claimed another foothold in the world.
“I- I wouldn’t know anything about that!” she blurted out, then turned and dashed away, terrified that this insanity might infect her too.
Lying in bed with both of his beautiful girlfriends, Jaune had to wonder how his life had ever gotten to this point.
Pyrrha, radiant and sunny, the gorgeous, unapproachably perfect champion who was also his sweet, sympathetic partner, a girl who never gave up on him, even when he’d given up on himself. She was a paragon of what a Huntress should be while, at the same time, someone so personable and humble, it was like Jaune had known her all his life.
Cinder, sexual and mysterious, a girl who had presented herself as an imperious, unfeeling, and distant as the moon, and yet, she had a softer, warmer side, as sweet as Pyrrha at her sweetest, and Jaune loved that she felt comfortable enough, safe enough, around him to let that side show. She was a wildcat in the bed and just as much, she was Jaune’s doting sweetheart.
They were only here to take a nap together, a moment to relax with his adoring lovers resting their heads upon his chest, gently murmuring in quiet contentment. It was perfect, but a perfection that was somehow always finding ways to top itself.
“Oh, Jaune,” Pyrrha sighed, “I’m so… I’m still worn out from last night! How do you do this to me?”
Cinder snuggled in closer, delicately running her fingers up and down his chest. “Because he’s our man,” she answered, “and he never fails to leave us satisfied.”
Laughing nervously, Jaune tried to play it down. “You two are going to give me a big head...”
But that only sent Cinder’s fingers lower as she tittered, “Well, there’s one head I like making bigger...”
Pyrrha giggled. “Someone’s feeling frisky!”
“Is there a way my,” Cinder shivered in pleasure as she exhaled the next syllables, “Mistress would enjoy me?”
With a smile that could only be described as angelic, Pyrrha looked at their sweet little pet. “Cinder,” she said, “you’re a full and equal partner in our relationship. Ever since Jaune surprised me with your little photoshoot, I’ve wanted you to be as happy with him as I am.”
Wait… surprised with-
But his thought was cut off as Cinder smiled sweetly, “I… I just want to feel cute and submissive tonight, if… if that’s okay with you?”
“Of course,” Jaune said, any other thoughts pushed aside by the need to lean over to give his girlfriend a deep kiss, feeling her melt into his chest as his lips caressed hers. Cinder’s kisses were such magical things, where she discarded all of her pretenses of imperiousness and let all her sweetness pour forth.
But… Jaune knew what Cinder wanted, and he was far too much a gentleman to deny her that for his own pleasure.
Reaching down with his hands, Jaune cupped Cinder’s ass and gave her a rough squeeze. His kittenish girlfriend mewled in pleasure as he mauled her with his fingers, grinding his hardness against her pussy. Gods, she was already wet, but then again, Cinder was always eager.
Not that she was the only one. He heard Pyrrha moan from behind him, already fingering herself as she watched… Jaune had a feeling when she said she was too worn out for sex that she’d “somehow” find a hidden reserve of energy as she watched them go at it.
Well, no use in teasing his poor girlfriends. Jaune used his grip on Cinder’s rump to move her into position, getting up and putting her on her knees as he pushed her face down. Cinder shivered, clearly infatuated with submitting to Jaune taking her from behind.
“Take me!” she squealed, wiggling her ass, “Take me like a bitch in heat and just take me!”
Jaune was never one to not oblige a lady’s request.
Plunging into her, Jaune groaned as he felt the friction of Cinder’s tight walls against his cock. She was a sexy bitch, and she knew it, rocking back and forth in her eager need to take more of his dick. Something Jaune was all too happy to oblige.
“Maidens,” Pyrrha exhaled, making Cinder giggle naughtily, “It’s so- so hot to see you with her. Oh, Jaune, she’s so sexy!”
“She is!” Jaune agreed, feeling Cinder preen from the compliment even as he fucked her silly, “Gods, Cin, your ass is amazing!”
He punctuated his remark with a hearty slap, watching it jiggle.
“Fuck, it is!” Pyrrha squealed, her fingers pistoning away wildly as she indulged her fetish, “Gods, I wish I had an ass like yours, Cinder! It’s so much- uhn- so much fuller and nicer than mine!”
“Oh, Mistress!” Cinder cried in pleasure, “You’re too- gods yes- you’re too kind to your unworthy slut! You should- oh! Jaune, yes, yes, oh, yes! You should see Emer-”
But her words were cut off as the door burst open.
Jaune froze, his dick still buried in Cinder who whined in protest, but Jaune couldn’t possibly keep going, not with whose gaze were locked upon him.
Weiss was standing at the door, her eyes wide, and her face…
Had a wide, manic grin on it.
Shoving another three pins into the burlap doll’s painted eyes, Emerald growled in a feral rage. Yes, she knew that this “Vacuan black magic” wasn’t worth shit, but it felt good to imagine she was doing this to the real Jaune. Make him- make him learn that just because he had an incredible dick and was so good at sex he could turn Cinder into his personal sex kitten, just because he had given Emerald the best sex of her life that she kept having dreams about, didn’t fucking mean anything once she’d murdered him!
With a shriek of rage, Emerald’s fury eclipsed her control and she tore the head off the doll, flinging it against the wall in her rage. Then, she flipped around on her bed, curled up, and just stewed in her anger.
Fury. There wasn’t a word strong enough for her fury, and Emerald was just- just- she was just so mad!
It wasn’t enough to have Cinder, no. Now it seemed like every girl seemed to be drawn to stupid asshole Jaune Arc. And they all seemed to just gravitate to Emerald on their way to his bed, thinking that she knew what was going on. Asking her if she knew what made Jaune so interesting to girls like Pyrrha and Cinder and now fucking WEISS SCHNEE!
Which she did, but to Emerald, all she beheld was a nightmare of depravity that some bitches just couldn’t wait to fling themselves into. It was madness, it was the sign of a broken world- no, it was the sign of a cruel world, one made by pitiless gods who made their cruelty personal.
“Oh, hey!” Mercury suddenly chimed in from his side of the room, “I just won 50 bucks on these scratch off tickets!”
Alright then.
So the universe did hate her.
“Fuck. This,” she spat, getting up from the bed and storming out of the room. Mercury didn’t even try to stop her as she swept from their dorm and headed to a location she knew too well. From her first idiotic mistake that she would never forgive herself for making, to every time she got a call that Cinder needed “a little help” getting back to her dorm— damn those tired, blissful looks on everyone’s faces as Emerald had to pretend that this wasn’t a sin against nature!—Emerald had been to this particular chamber of nightmares too many times.
But it was ending now.
She burst into the room, seeing Jaune and Pyrrha seated with their ever-expanding seraglio around them. Cinder was there, as was Weiss, the two of them wearing matching, adoring gazes, but now he’d picked up godsdamned Ciel Soleil and May Zedong simpering off to the side carrying fucking serving trays and wearing extremely distracting outfits! But Emerald didn’t care that he had nearly half a dozen hot girls falling over his idiot ass.
“You...” she hissed at him, eyes narrowing into venomous slits, “You owe me.”
“I… what?” the sexy blond dumbass asked.
“That wasn’t Pyrrha,” she said, her vision turning red, “Your first time? That. Was. Me.”
To punctuate her remarks, she activated her Semblance, making Jaune’s eyes go wide, whether from the revelation or the thought of two sexy Mistralian redheads possibly fucking him, Emerald didn’t give a shit. She had his attention and that was what mattered.
“And when ‘Pyrrha’ told you to fuck Cinder? That thing that worked out so fucking perfectly for you? That was me. You owe me,” she growled in a crackling fury, “You, Jaune Arc, are going to fuck me. You are going to rail me, to fuck my brains out, and you are going to make the world make sense again. Or I burn this entire school to the ground.”
Everyone was silent, which only amplified how ridiculous this whole situation was, with this utter dork being surrounded by his harem. And the ridiculousness fed her rage and the rage made clear how insane the world was which made Emerald almost choke on how pissed off she was!
But then Cinder spoke up.
“I think Emerald has a cru-ush~” she giggled.
If Emerald was capable of saying things, she would have protested, would have objected, would have denied it or gagged or made a noise instead of just staring at Jaune with a look he clearly misunderstood as longing!
“Is this...” he asked, hesitantly, “Is this true?”
She just stared at him, her rage keeping her pinned to the floor, unmoving, just staring at him, staring so hard at him as she tried to get words out.
Cinder smiled. “There’s no need to be jealous, dear. There’s plenty of love to go around.”
“Emerald,” Jaune asked with his stupidly gentle voice and those eyes that made her feel loved like she was some kind of idiot! “Do you… want to join us?”
No! Obviously not you idiot!
But because she was so tripped up over her words, instead of saying that, she just moaned, “Yes, oh please, yes,” as she seemed to just drift forward, guided by Ciel and May to the bed.
Her legs gave way as she sank down beside him on the bed. She didn’t know if she was hearing the creak of the bedsprings or the sound of her own resistance groaning to hold back the tide of emotions she had locked up since- since their first time.
Jaune gave her a stupid, soft look, the kind he was supposed to hate, but couldn’t stop herself, as he said, “Well… it might not be… the most orthodox start to a relationship, but… if you want to join us, then-”
He kissed her.
He kissed her and Emerald’s mind went blank as all those stupid voices telling her that this was what she wanted cheered and tricked her into giving in. She was kissing him back, something she’d done a whole bunch of already, but this just- it felt different being herself as they kissed.
She felt hands on her. Not Jaune’s. Feminine hands, delicate and sweet as they massaged her shoulders and stripped Emerald of her clothes. She turned away from Jaune to look and swooned as she realized that Cinder was helping her. This was- this was everything she wanted, to have Cinder look upon her as desirable while Jaune-
Wait! No! She didn’t want Jaune! She wanted Cinder, just-
But oh, was Jaune making her feel so lovely and cute as he looked upon her naked form, her actual naked form, not under any illusion as Pyrrha, but her real flesh. She couldn’t stop herself from flaunting the curve of her hips, knowing she had a much nicer ass than any of his other girls…
Other girls, no, she didn’t- she wasn’t one of his girls, no, this wasn’t-
But Emerald was finding protest impossible as he leaned her back on the bed and just looked at her like she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, which was stupid because he was sleeping with so many girls like Cinder and Pyrrha who were so much prettier than she was, but dammit all! Jaune’s look just made Emerald believe it.
Her lips made a perfect O as she felt his dick just slide into her. Cinder and Pyrrha each held her hand, gazing down at her lovingly as Emerald just- just accepted him into her. It was bliss. Pure bliss to feel Jaune make love to her just as he had their first time. It was all done by illusion and deception, but Emerald had surrendered to madness
“Cinder...” Jaune whispered gently, and Emerald cursed how lovely her name sounded in his voice, “I think there’s something you should be doing for Emerald...”
Emerald gasped as she saw Cinder take orders, but more so, seeing her beloved Cinder lean forward, her lips puckered and-
Heaven.
She was… this was heaven. Cinder was kissing her so sweetly as Jaune fucked her, and all the while, Pyrrha was there telling Emeral the loveliest things about how beautiful she was and how sexy she looked as Jaune’s newest harem girl. And Emerald couldn’t possibly disagree. She felt beautiful and sexy and so desirable as Jaune and Cinder had their way with her. Floating on an ocean of pleasure, cresting waves of romantic passion before Jaune’s dick would send her plunging down into the depths of eroticism, only for Cinder and Pyrrha to raise her back up. All the while, the three of them gazing upon her with such love and adoration that Emerald felt like she truly belonged, that this wasn’t some trick, some deception. No, they truly loved her, a love so rich and pure and overflowing that her cynicism was swept away and she couldn’t hold back!
“Oh, Jaune!” she cried out, “I love you! I love you so much, I- I tried to deny it, but I do, I dooooooooo!”
She thrashed as Jaune leaned forward and kissed her! “I love-” he said between kisses, “you too, Emerald.”
“You’re going to be very happy with us,” Pyrrha said.
“I’m so happy you’ve stopped fighting your feelings,” Cinder cooed.
And it was true. So true, so wonderfully perfectly true that the pure truth of the statement sent Emerald over the edge as her orgasm erupted and Emerald’s mind went cascading down waterfalls of pleasure.
Opening her bleary eyes, Emerald blinked in confusion.
She had been having the strangest dream about… about Jaune. She fidgeted awkwardly as she remembered feeling so-
But in her fidgeting, Emerald realized that something was weighing her down. An- an arm!
In alarm, Emerald’s eyes shot open as she-
Oh.
Oh, it wasn’t a dream!
Emerald was in the JNPR dorm where, all around her, naked girls were slumbering peacefully, well-fucked smiles on her faces. She saw Jaune and Pyrrha spooning on a bed together and-
And she didn’t see Cinder in the room at all.
Turning, slowly, so slowly that she was afraid if she moved too fast it wouldn’t be real, Emerald saw that she was enfolded in the sleeping embrace of Cinder Fall. Gloriously nude, her perfect breasts pressed into Emerald’s body, the woman of her dreams now in her reality. Cinder’s eyes fluttered open, and Emerald’s heart raced to see the loving expression on her face as Cinder looked upon her.
“M-Ma’am?” she asked in disbelief.
Cinder shook her head with a musical laugh. “You don’t need to treat me with such deference anymore, Emerald… unless you want to...”
Emerald laughed nervously. “And- and if I… if I do, Ma’am?”
“Mmmmm...” Cinder sighed dreamily, “I’m going to have so much fun teaching you how to be a perfect pet for Jaune and Pyrrha…
W-wait a minute! Emerald didn’t want to be Jaune’s pet! She might have- might have implied some things while under extreme emotional duress, but those weren’t indicative of her true feelings! This was- this wasn’t what- This was the worst possible outcome Emerald could-
“We’ll make the perfect double act,” Cinder smiled, “The two of us. Together.”
Okay.
Maybe— just maybe, and she was taking a big risk considering it—things weren’t the worst. As Emerald snuggled back deeper into her idol’s embrace, she accepted that there might be an outside possibility that things were going to work out, after all.