The Grimm Prince (RWBY)

A/N: The End. Influenced heavily by last chapter's comments lmao.

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Grinning, Jaune reaches up to grasp Salem by her hips, hiking her dress up all the while as she grinds down on him. However, before he can escalate things any further, the Queen of the Grimm stops and shakes her head.

“The moment is missing something.”

Before he can ask what she means, Salem’s eyes gleam with mischief.

“Or perhaps… someone.”

With a snap of her fingers, a portal opens up and Summer Rose steps through. Jaune blinks at the dark-haired woman’s sudden appearance, even as he feels her presence, her extended Aura, wash over him. Of course, she doesn’t just use her Aura to see anymore. Her once vacant eye sockets have been replaced by cybernetics, and from what he’s heard, those are only the first gen. Pietro intends to keep iterating on the project for quite some time.

Seeing them on the bed, Summer doesn’t hesitate to reach down and begin shucking off her clothes. Salem, meanwhile, just uses magic on herself and Jaune, stripping them both naked in moments.

At Jaune’s unspoken question, Summer just smirks as she moves to join them.

“Glynda can handle Vale by herself for at least a little while.”

Fair enough. He’d made sure each Kingdom would have at least two supervisors, but it wasn’t like he’d expected them to always be on the job from now on. They would simply be part of his warning system, a sort of obvious and ‘in your face’ way of letting the respective Kingdoms know that they were being watched.

They were also something of a cover for the less obvious spies, aka the numerous stealth types of Grimm that he and Salem had sent to infiltrate the Kingdoms and more specifically the places where the respective Councils met and lived. Yes, Jaune had literally ‘bugged’ the Councilors’ homes, but to be fair, he didn’t expect each and every one of them to be smart enough to toe the line.

Someone was going to fuck up, and they were going to wind up being an example to the rest of what not to fucking do.

But that was Future Jaune’s problem. Right now, Present Jaune has his hands full, quite literally, with arguably the two most important women in his strange new life. Summer and Salem both wind up half-draped over him, kissing him and rubbing their now naked bodies against him.

With Salem no longer straddling his crotch, his cock is able to rise to full attention as it grows hard under her and Summer’s touch, the two women taking turns making out with him while they share his shaft between them, stroking his length up and down in unison.

It was a testament to just how far they’d come, really. Once upon a time, Salem and Summer had been the darkest of enemies, and the things Salem had done to Summer before he’d come along had left undeniable scars on the Huntress, both figuratively and literally.

But while time did NOT heal all wounds as some might say, it could heal most wounds… and in this case, Jaune knew that both Summer and Salem were happier in this moment than they’d ever been before. Happy to be with him. Happy to have him, and even willing to cooperate for his sake.

Eventually, the two women pull away from his well-kissed face and jaw and slide down the length of his body, until they’re both on their hands and knees on either side of his cock. Jaune sits up against the wall as this happens, leading to them having to crawl close enough that he’s able to reach out over both of their ample asses and slide his hands over their posteriors to down between their thighs.

While he thrusts fingers into them from behind, the Queen of the Grimm and the former Silver-Eyed Warrior both moan out into either side of his cock, beginning to kiss and slurp at it, their lips and nostrils both pressing against his throbbing mast. Jaune grins and adds another finger to both of their sexes, finding them to be quite aroused for him already, even as he slides his digits in and out of them.

It’s a testament to how far Salem has come as a person that she doesn’t go high, effectively forcing Summer to go low. Instead, after several minutes of them both worshipping his shaft, Salem is the one who descends to his balls, allowing Summer to ascend to the bulbous tip of his member, taking it between her lips.

Still working together, they orally pleasure him beyond Jaune’s wildest expectations. Salem slurps at his balls, taking them into her mouth one after the other, while Summer descends to about halfway down his cock again and again, bobbing up and down on his member enthusiastically and eagerly.

As the noises of dick sucking and ball slurping fill the room, the sounds of fingers squelching in and out of pussies rises to meet them. Jaune continues to pleasure the two beautiful women with all his heart, even as they do their level best to bring him to ecstasy with their mouths.

Finally though, things reach a tipping point. Both Summer and Salem wind up going over the edge first, moaning out together as they cum around his pistoning digits within mere moments of one another. The reverberations that their melodic moans send through his cock and balls tip Jaune over the edge too, and he groans as he cums alongside them.

Summer swallows some of it, but her position doesn’t make for the best drinking posture. Plenty of his seed winds up exploding out of her suctioned lips and cascading down his cock to where Salem awaits him at his ball sack, sucking and slurping up any cum that reaches her own lips.

Even once he’s done cumming, the two work together to clean him up, swallowing down his load between them and lapping clean his genitals. Then, Summer comes off of him with a pop, and Salem proceeds to mount him once more, just as she had originally. But this time, she wastes no time in impaling herself on his cock the moment she’s straddling him, rising up and then slamming herself down with a heartfelt moan.

Jaune half-expects Summer to protest this, to feel cheated by Salem’s fast movement and clear goading. However, it seems the two women are more on the same page than Jaune had thought, because Summer just flops back down against his side, guiding his hand back to her slit and humping his fingers as she squishes her breasts against his chest.

Then, while Salem is busy riding him to kingdom come, Summer suddenly speaks up.

“Salem and I have been talking, Jaune.”

Wait, what? Jaune blinks, completely taken aback by the sudden tone change. The voice Summer is putting on is like that of someone holding an intervention. As if reading his mind, Salem chuckles.

“This… ah, is an intervention.”

About what?! Jaune looks between both women, arguably the most influential women in his life. He has a lot of women at this point. Frankly, too many one might say. Maybe that’s what this is about? With a heavy sigh, he nods.

“I know… I need to stop seducing women into my bed. Summer, I’m sorry about Ruby, I shouldn’t have-!”

“What?! No! That’s not it at all!”

Huh?

Summer sighs and shakes her head with a rueful grin.

“Only you, Jaune. No… I’m glad you were Ruby’s first time. And I won’t mind if you continue to have a relationship with her going forward either. That’s not what this is about, Jaune.”

Now more confused than ever, Jaune looks to Salem as the Queen of the Grimm makes a noise in the back of her throat. Still riding him, Salem looks into his eyes and speaks clearly.

“This is about your family, Jaune.”

Jaune pauses… and then laughs.

“O-Oh? Is that all? I know we’ll be having some children popping up soon. A proper family. Don’t worry, while I’m nervous, I think I’m-mmph!”

Summer silences his rambling with a kiss, though while it clearly starts out as a way to cut him off, it continues long past that. When they finally pull apart, it’s only because Summer needs air. Still, she scowls at him, and Salem frowns as well.

“Not THAT family, Jaune. We’re talking about… about your old family. We’re talking about the Arcs.”

Jaune almost shuts down right then and there. It’s his first, second, and third instinct, and it’s incredibly tempting to just… stop this. Maybe even stop having sex altogether. Or he supposed he could get more aggressive and fuck them both silly. Even use his new Semblance to drain them unconscious so they couldn’t bring up uncomfortable topics again any time soon…

It’s that last thought that makes Jaune stop and take stock. And finally… a ragged sigh leaves his lips as he slumps back, feeling a little defeated.

“Ah… what about them?”

“Your father is gone, Jaune. But your mother still lives and so do your sisters. And yet… you’ve never approached them all. Not even once.”

Jaune snorts derisively at Summer’s words.

“No. I haven’t.”

“… Why not?”

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Jaune had thought about this. He’d thought about it a lot. Perhaps more than was strictly healthy.

“Because I’m not her son. Or their brother. Not anymore. I’m… I may be Jaune, but I’m not their Jaune. It wouldn’t be fair to them.”

There’s a pause at that. And then…

SMACK!

Jaune blinks, caught off guard when Salem suddenly slaps him on the chest. He looks up to see the Queen of the Grimm looking down at him with a most wrought expression on her face… and the beginning of tears in her red Grimm eyes? Jaune stares at her owlishly, not quite sure what to make of her reaction, until suddenly she surges forward and kisses him herself, fully grabbing his face in her hands and locking lips with him.

He's not quite sure what’s happening, but he kisses her back all the same, holding her close in a lover’s embrace. She likely thinks he holds anger in his heart towards her for his circumstances or something, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Jaune isn’t upset with Salem, nor does he hate her. Not even a little bit.

The plan is to tell her as much when they finally pull apart, but instead Salem cuts him off, staring him in the eye as she pulls back from his lips.

“You and I both know that isn’t true, Jaune.”

Her words are a shock to the system. He furrows his brow, but Salem isn’t done ripping apart his statements.

“If you weren’t their Jaune, then this whole world would be nothing but ash and death and Grimm. If you weren’t the boy that my Grimm pulled from that wreck all that time ago, then you would never have pushed back against me… or put me in my place.”

Jaune just stares as Salem gives him a somewhat wolfish smile.

“You would still be my Prince, my loyal Champion, and I your Queen. Instead, you rose up against me within moments of awakening. You rose up against the Queen of the Grimm in defense of humanity… in defense of the family you had left. All that you have done is for the sake of humans, and while I did not always understand your point of view at first, I understand now.”

His mouth is agape at this point as Salem bears her soul to him. He didn’t… well, he wasn’t expecting all of that. Following up with her one part of the one-two emotional gut punch, Summer leans in again.

“The remaining Arcs are still your family, Jaune. And take it from a mother who knows… your mother deserves to know that her baby boy is still alive.”

Then, Summer softens up a tad.

“You don’t have to tell her about your circumstances immediately, Jaune. I would ease her and your sisters into it, rather than coming before them in all of your… natural glory. But even still, they’ve lived without their brother for quite some time now.”

For a long moment, Jaune doesn’t know what to say. He stares at Salem and Summer, a bit in awe of the united front they’re putting on. Here was a woman who had lost her eyes and been tortured for months before he’d come along… effectively siding with the woman who had done the torturing.

“… Okay. Alright… we’ll… go see them. But first…”

Jaune lets out a growl and spins himself and Salem over, causing Summer to yelp as she’s knocked back. The end result is Summer on her side and Salem on her back, with Jaune on top of the Grimm Queen, still buried inside of her as he growls at them both.

“You two didn’t think there wouldn’t be consequences for this conspiring against me, did you? I’m going to have to punish you both for going behind my back like this.”

Salem doesn’t hesitate to grab him by the wrist and put one of his hands at her neck so he can wrap it around her throat as she moans.

“Punish away, my King~”

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It’s a few hours later before they’re all cleaned up and ready to go. And, taking Summer’s advice in hand, Jaune has Salem disguise both him and herself, with him looking like himself and her as she was once before so long ago. Once their true nature is hidden, it’s as simple as heading over to the old Arc Family Home.

Part of him isn’t certain they’ll even still be there… but the place doesn’t look abandoned, even as he and Salem approach the door. It takes him a second to work up the courage to knock, but eventually he does so and then settles in to wait… and wait…

Just as he’s starting to think nobody’s home, there’s the sound of movement from beyond the door. And a few seconds later, the door opens and… there she is. His mother stands there, a few years older than the last time he saw her but otherwise the same. Her eyes are wide as she stares at him in disbelief, the silence deafening.

He wishes he could say something like he’d come home as soon as he could, but that would be a lie. And he’s already going to be telling some lies for some time to come anyways, so he figures he should try to start with the truth.

“Mom… I’m sorry I didn’t come home sooner. I-!”

S-SMACK!

His mother slaps him, cutting him off, and fortunately he sees it coming so she doesn’t break her hand on his face. Instead, he turns his head with the blow… which is why he doesn’t see it coming when she slams into him a moment later, hugging him tightly and sobbing. Jaune hesitates for only a moment before hugging her back, holding his crying mother against his chest.

“Mom? Who is it?”

Looking over his mom’s head, Jaune finds himself meeting the eyes of one of his sisters, and then another, and a third. And as they all see him and rush out to join what quickly becomes a somewhat ludicrous dog pile of a group hug, Jaune realizes… the road ahead might not be easy, but it’s all going to be okay.

He’ll make sure of it.