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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      RWBY
  Character:
      Emerald_Sustrai, Neopolitan_(RWBY), Cinder_Fall, Ilia_Amitola, Raven
      Branwen, Vernal_(RWBY), Ruby_Rose_(RWBY), Blake_Belladonna, Weiss_Schnee,
      Yang_Xiao_Long, Glynda_Goodwitch, Nora_Valkyrie, Pyrrha_Nikos, Coco_Adel,
      Velvet_Scarlatina, Winter_Schnee, Neon_Katt, Kali_Belladonna, Melanie
      Malachite, Miltiades_Malachite
  Additional Tags:
      i_regret_everything_and_nothing, Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-21 Updated: 2018-03-29 Chapters: 3/? Words: 8788
****** RWBY: Bad Ends ******
by Kaerket
Summary
     A collection of small stories that resulted from me having nothing
     else to do (and being sleep deprived), about the RWBY girls, good and
     evil, suffering from terrible, smutty ends to their stories...
***** Prized Gem (Emerald) *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Disclaimer
RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth/ Monty Oum
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He didn’t consider himself a bad guy. Sure, he sort of shafted people on his
prices, but he was barely making ends meet as it was! It’s hard to run a small
Dust store when you’ve got the Schnee family ruining things for everyone. Every
piece of Dust was precious to him…
…hence why he was chasing a thief through the streets for a thumbnail sized
Dust crystal.
He panted heavily as he sprinted after the green-haired girl. He wasn’t out of
shape, but it’d been a while since he had run like this, and she was making
good use of the nearby alleys. Damn it, there had to be a way too… wait, the
alleys! He saw her dive into an alley and took a nearby path. If he was right,
she should come out… there!
The dark-skinned girl yelped as he tackled her from the side. He pinned her
down with one hand as the other grabbed the pistols she had holstered and
tossed them away.
“Let me go, you bastard!” She tried to beat and kick at him, but he grabbed her
ponytail and tugged it hard. She yelped again, and he stood up with the
ponytail in his hand. She didn’t stand, instead just sitting up on her knees as
she tried to remove his hand. Another tug on her hair got her to stop, and she
glared up at him with red eyes.
“Give it back.” He demanded, but she did nothing. He was about to pull on her
ponytail again, but he paused as he saw her face begin to change. Flesh started
dripping off of it like wax, revealing her skull. He hesitated for a moment,
but he saw her fist raise and he pulled on her ponytail. She shouted and her
face went back to normal.
“You bastard! Let go!”
He sighed, dragging his free hand down his face before taking a good look at
the girl. She was thin, but not unhealthily so, the crop top she wore showing
off a burgeoning chest, and as she panted lightly, he felt something stir in
him.
“…What’s your name, girl?”
She glared and kept quiet, but he put some pressure on her hair and she looked
down, “…Emerald.”
“Well, Emerald, you can either give back that Dust, or you can pay another way-
”
“Yeah yeah.” She cut him off, muttering under her breath as she unzipped his
pants and pulled out his growing erection, “Let’s get this over with…”
He took a deep breath in as she started stroking him off, ‘So, she’s been
caught before…’
Her hand worked quickly, and as he enjoyed the feeling his mind started to
wander. It’d been… a while since he’d been with a girl, and the piece she stole
was a bit pricy… He looked around at the closed off area they were in…
“Would you just do it already.”
He looked down at her as she quietly muttered. He leaned against the wall of
the alley, watching her work until he groaned a few minutes later and finally
cummed, a heavy load splattering onto the ground as Emerald looked on in
disgust.
“There. You got what you wanted, now let me go!”
“…Sorry kid, but that piece you stole was worth a lot more than that.”
“What the hell are you talking about!? I-”
He pulled her up by the ponytail so she was nearly standing, and she screwed
her eyes shut as she grabbed at his hand, “Fuck! That hurts, asshole!”
He ignored her and dropped her on her ass, and before she could react he
grabbed to strap keeping her crop top up and pulled it over her head and down.
Her eyes shot open once she realized her chest was exposed, and she tried to
run. He chuckled as he grabbed her ponytail again, pulling hard enough that she
fell back onto her ass. He pulled her face right in front of his still hard
cock, and she glared up at him with some tears in her eyes. He pressed his tip
to her lips, and she reluctantly took it into her mouth a moment later. It was
pretty clear she wasn’t used to blowjobs, but he wouldn’t complain. He used his
grip on her hair to move her up and down, and it took all his willpower to not
just slam her head up and down on his prick.
 “Fuck…” He breathed out, and she glared up at him weakly, “…you know, I
might’ve hired you on were it not for this.”
Her glare grew stronger and he grunted as he felt her teeth scrape his shaft.
The smug look on her face lasted all of a second before he slammed her head
down to the base, her eyes shrinking to pinpricks as his cock slipped into her
throat. She gagged and he could feel her spit up around him as she desperately
slapped at his thighs. He held her there for a few seconds before pulling her
off, allowing her to cough and gasp for air.
“Emerald, don’tdo that again. Got it?” He growled.
“Fuck you! I-” He slammed her mouth back onto his shaft, now properly fucking
her mouth. She gave a muffled scream between her gags as her hits against him
grew more desperate. When he pulled her off again tears were falling down her
face and spit drenched her lips.
“Do I have to do that again?”
“No! No, please, I’m sorry!” She looked up at him with terrified eyes.
“Good.” He pressed her faced right under his slick shaft, pressing her lips to
his sack. She got the hint and desperately licked and sucked at it, whimpering
quietly when he went back to slowly fucking her mouth. His breath got deeper as
the minutes dragged on before he felt a familiar tingle, “Nngh, Emerald… here
it comes.”
Her eyes showed a glimmer of confusion before he let out his load into her
mouth. She screwed her eyes shut as he filled her, cheeks actually swelling a
bit from the amount. She swallowed what she could, spitting the rest onto the
ground when he pulled out. Some of his seed dripped onto her chest, and he
chuckled as he reached down to rub her small mounds.
“…You got what you wanted… Just let me go.” Emerald looked up at him miserably.
“…Yeah. Think you earned what you took. I let go, though, you leave the alley
first, got it? Not stupid enough to let you go for your guns.”
She nodded, and he let go of her ponytail. She shakily got up, and started
walking away…
…Why did it feel like something just bumped his arm?
His eyes widened, and he grabbed at the air as he whirled around. Emerald
screamed as she suddenly reappeared, one of his hands on her shoulder as the
other grabbed her arm. He pulled her close as she started struggling, wrestling
her to the ground.
“No! Let me go!” She screamed, and her struggles redoubled as he started
undoing her belt, “No! Help! Somebody!”
“We both know nobody comes to these alleys.” He finally managed to undo the
belt enough that he could pull it off, grabbing her by the back of the neck
with his other hand and pressing her into the ground as he did so, “That’s why
you ran here, isn’t it?”
“Please, I’m sorry! I-I’ll give back your Dust, just please-!” She yelped as he
tugged her green pants down, not bothering to undo the button and zipper in
front and trapping her legs. He admired her ass as she looked over her shoulder
at him, “Please…”
He looked into her bright red eyes… and then smacked her ass before pressing
his cockhead between her cheeks. She gave one last desperate struggle before
screaming as loud as she can as he finally pushed into her. She eventually
trailed off, sobbing and moaning in pain as he thrusted hard and fast into her.
He quietly started panting, she was tighter than he ever imagined and it didn’t
help his already sensitive prick. Still, he bit his lip and kept himself from
cumming to early. He moved his hand to her hip and grabbed her ponytail with
the other, pulling her head back.
“Fuck, you’re so tight…” He hammered into her rear before pulling her up and
moving the hand on her hip to her chest, squeezing hard on her small tits. She
just quietly moaned, and he smiled as he kept his pace up for a few minutes,
“Oh… I’m gonna cum, baby girl.”
She turned her head to look at him, sniffling as glared at him, “Not… don’t
call me-”
She winced as he moaned and cummed into her ass. He held her close, panting
until he was empty and letting her go, gently laying her down. He pulled out
slowly, admiring her now abused asshole once he was free. He stood up and made
his way over to her face, and she glared as he started stroking himself,
sniffling weakly. A few left behinds shots flew and landed on her chest and
face, and he stood up before reaching into his pocket. She stared at in fear,
and then confusion as he took out his wallet. She flinched as he tossed a few
lien at her, chuckling.
“I think you paid for that Dust and then some.” With that, he turned around and
left the alley, leaving her to sob in her pain…
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Emerald cleared the tears from her eyes, glaring at the ground of the alley.
How many years had it been since she was in that exact spot? Crying, alone…
used and broken…
‘…And then she found me.’She smiled as she thought of her mistress, of Cinder,
‘She promised me power… revenge… she… she…’
“…She’s gone.” Emerald reminded herself, frowning and leaving the alley as she
wiped more tears away. She swore to herself she’d get her revenge on that
bastard once Cinder came to power, but… Cinder was gone.
“…I’ll make them pay, every last one. Ruby, her stupid friends, that bastard…”
That was the only reason she had come back here. The monster that had caught
her was still running his shop, and she had a plan. As she approached his store
she fell into her ‘sweetheart’ persona and walked in, eyeing the various Dust
samples, “Excuse me?”
It took every ounce of her willpower to keep her mask up as a familiar man came
out from the back room, “Welcome! How can I help you, miss?”
“Oh, just looking for some green crystals, please.”
The man hummed, “I’m a little short on green right now. I have a few pieces,
but they’ll cost you.”
She subtly pushed her chest out, smiling on the inside as he fell for the
‘booby trap’ and eyed her cleavage, “Aw… but I really need that Dust. Is there
any way I can get it for cheaper?” She asked innocently.
“…You know what, I think I have some you can have for cheap in the back. Come
on.” He nodded to the back room and moved towards it, and she was happy he
couldn’t see her evil smile.
“Oh, thank you so much sir!” She followed him into the back…
 
…and suddenly everything was black…
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Emerald’s eyes flew open and she shot up, looking around frantically. She was…
in Cinder’s room? Wait, on her bed, too!?  
“Finally.”
Her pupils shrunk to pinpricks at the voice behind her. It was like rich
velvet, and she knew it all too well. She slowly turned around, and there was
her mistress, sitting at her desk.
“Ci… Cinder…” Emerald stood, but the glare from the dark-haired made her bow
low, “F-F-Forgive me mistress, I’m just, I’m…” She couldn’t stop the tears
falling from her eyes, or the desperate, happy smile breaking her face, “I
thought…”
Cinder sighed, and Emerald heard her heels as she approached, “Control
yourself. If I knew this was how you’d act, I wouldn’t have humored you.
Fainting before we’ve even begun…”
“B-Begun what?” She looked up, and Cinder crouched in front of her. Her
mistress took her chin in her hand and Emerald’s eyes shrunk as they kissed.
She was so stunned by the action it took her a moment to realize Cinder’s
tongue was swirling around her mouth. She moaned and closed her eyes, letting
Cinder take control. The kiss continued as Cinder trailed the hand from
Emerald’s chin to her chest, sending shivers rocking through the illusionist’s
body. Emerald’s clothes were soon undone by Cinder’s deft hand, and the kiss
finally broke. Cinder smiled and Emerald felt her heart melt, even as Cinder
grabbed some hand cuffs and locked her to a pole overhead.
Cinder hummed, “…No, perhaps…” She wrapped Emerald’s belt back around her
waist, attaching the slack to it and smiling again, “Perfect.”
Emerald giggled as Cinder cuffed her ankles to the bed’s legs, “Thank you,
mistress.”
Cinder said nothing, instead kissing at Emerald’s neck and trailing more kisses
down her body. Emerald gasped as Cinder gave a loving kiss to each breast,
finally arriving between her legs. Cinder didn’t hesitate to start licking at
Emerald’s box, and the dark-skinned girl moaned loudly at the attention, “M-
Mistress!”
Cinder gave a lusty, airy laugh as she continued her work, and soon Emerald’s
whole body was hot with need. Her mistress finally pulled away, fingers dancing
and teasing her clit, “Are you ready for the next part, baby girl?”
Emerald panted, a bit confused by the pet name but hardly complaining, “Yes
mistress!”
Cinder smiled, and when she leaned in close to Emerald’s ear she spoke with a
voice not her own, “Wake up.”
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Emerald’s eyes shot open, but soon closed as she hissed in pain. She had a
dying headache, and when she opened her eyes she realized she was cuffed in an
unknown bedroom.
Oh, and she was staring at her rapist.
Emerald flinched back, or at least tried to. The cuffs jangled as she tried to
back away, “W-What!?”
“Hey there, baby girl.” Emerald flinched as the man reached around to grab her
ass, “A random dark-skinned girl with green hair and red eyes just happens to
walk into mystore? How did you think I wouldn’trecognize you, ‘Emerald’?” She
growled and pulled away as he got closer, practically breathing in her ear,
“You know what this means, right?”
Emerald stopped, her eyes going wide and mouth opening slightly as the gravity
of the situation hit, “No…”
The man quietly chuckled and pressed his tip to Emerald’s wet pussy, and she
frantically struggled, “So, did you stay pure for your ‘mistress’… or for me?”
She grit her teeth as he pressed into her, hating herself for feeling good
about it. This wasn’t supposed to happen! Cinder was supposed to love her! She-
Emerald gasped as the man hit something, and she looked at him with both fear
and anger, teeth bared. The man simply smiled.
“You stole a gem from me, now I’m stealing an Emerald for myself!”
She gave a cut off scream as the man took her virginity, tears falling down her
cheeks. It hurt, but the man didn’t move until the pain abated. She was
disgusted at her own body taking the pleasure of his thrusts when she wanted
her mistress. She bit her lip to keep in any noise she made, glaring at the man
as she cried. The man just redoubled his efforts, hips loudly slapping against
hers and drawing choked moans as her body grew hot.
“Gods damn… come one baby girl, let it out.” He started flicking his thumb over
her clit, “You’re mine now, so no point in hiding it.”
She wanted to scream, to wrap her hands around his throat… but the hate focused
on the traitorous voice in her head. The one telling her that everyone else
abandoned her. Her family, Cinder, even Salem was probably just waiting to toss
her and Mercury away after their failure to get the relic. It-
She yelped as a heavy slap landed on her ass, and she pushed her Semblance as
hard as possible, staring directly into his eyes. She smiled evilly as his face
melted into one of shock, and then he… smiled?
“…Ha!” Her eyes widened and she began to struggle more as he wrapped a hand
around her throat, Semblance cutting out, “Yeah, that doesn’t really work when
I know what you’re doing.”
She coughed and gasped as he let go of her throat, and she resigned herself to
closing her eyes and thinking of Cinder. She didn’t know how many minutes
passed but all too soon she heard him panting and his thrusts picked up,
ruining her fantasy. Still, she stubbornly clung to the image in her head and
moaned ‘mistress’ as she orgasmed, the man groaning as he pulled her close and
she felt something warm and wet pouring into her. The two of them panted, and
she opened her eyes as the man chuckled, not wanting to attach his voice to
Cinder’s image.
“You know, I think I’ll be you master, if you want one so bad.”
“Shut up.” She said weakly, grimacing as he kissed her.
“Ah well, we have plenty of time.”
She clenched her fists tightly. She would get out of this, she wouldn’t let
this bastard own her. Even if it took years, she’d make him pay…
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                                   Epilogue
He smiled as the last customer left, stretching and cracking his back. He
hummed to himself as closed up his store, heading to his bedroom. Things were
going pretty good nowadays. The Schnee company had reformed, so it was a lot
easier for smaller Dust stores to survive. He thought he’d have to sell his
more precious pieces at a steal, he even considered selling off his prized gem…
for a second.
‘Speaking of…’ He thought to himself as he opened the door to his bedroom,
“How’re my baby girls doing?”
Emerald weakly glared at him from where she was chained and collared on his
bed, a hand on her bulging stomach as she laid on her side. At first she would
scream and spit at him, fighting hard when wanted sex. However, as time went on
she seemed to realize nothing affected him, resorting to insults that weakened
over the weeks and months. He sat on his bed and rubbed her stomach, and she
finally spat out, “…Fine.”
His smile grew and he slid off his pants, lifting one of her legs over his
shoulder and pressing his growing wood into her, “Ah, good. A master should
look after his prized Emerald after all.”
She only made quiet gasps for a minute, before giving a weak, “…shut up...”
He considered that a good sign, seeing as she always grew furious when he
mentioned being her ‘master’. He chuckled, even if it took years, he’d make her
his…
Chapter End Notes
     Not sure if I'll continue this, or which girl I'll pick next after
     this, maybe Neo.
***** Sweet Treat (Neopolitan) *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Disclaimer
RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth/ Monty Oum
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He knew he wasn’t any saint, by any means. When he joined the White Fang, he
knew he was going to a darker path. He’d robbed plenty of people… hurt plenty
more. Still, this… this invasion, letting Grimm loose in the city? This was too
far. He didn’t hate humans, he just knew Faunus had to defend themselves. Hell,
he knew Faunus that lived here! He sighed, ‘Well, that’s why I’m back here,
isn’t it? To try and help…’
Vale didn’t deserve this… no onedeserved this.
He clenched his fist around his sword. Some people deserved something like
this. Adam, Roman Torchwick, that sadistic little mute he walked around with…
He tried to stamp down the bit of pity he felt for her. Whatever happened to
make her like that, she didn’t deserve it, but… she made her choice… so did he.
He thought to the people or grimm she ‘played’ with, and it helped chain down
the sympathy. She-
He stopped as he saw a leg sticking out of a nearby trash pile, and his heart
sank. He’d seen this exact thing one too many time, and he knew the leg was
rarely still attached to its owner. Still, if there was any chance they were
alive, he’d take it. He could feel his heart sink into his stomach as he got
closer due to how small the leg was up close, but he still cleared the trash
away, resolved to-
He froze. Pink and brown hair… torn umbrella…
Neopolitan..
He stood up in shock. She was scratched, bloody, and her clothes were torn, but
there was no denying who she was. He crouched back down after a moment, and he
realized something besides the fact one of her breasts was hanging free.
She was tiny.
He was a bit on the bigger side, but he even then she was so small. He
carefully picked her up, and she seemed to instinctively curl up into him. He
felt his emotions war with each other as a thought drifted into his head. He’d
seen her during the night of the invasion. She was just a speck in the sky, but
now he was almost certain it was her getting harassed by Griffons. He kept
looking down at her as his revenge and sympathy warred with one another, before
his hand drifted up to cover… and grab her freed breast. As he marveled at the
softness he quickly made his way back to his safehouse.
There were plenty of abandoned apartments, and he’d holed up in one since he’d
quit the White Fang. Thankfully all the utilities were left on when the
original owners left, something he was going to put to good use. He carefully
set Neo down on the couch, heading straight into the bathroom and turning on
the shower. He made sure it was nice and hot before heading back into the
living room and bringing Neo into the bathroom. He carefully began stripping
her, and he noted that she not only had less severe wounds than he thought… but
surprisingly wide hips. He stripped as well and eased her into the shower with
him. She curled against him desperately as the water hit her, and it made him
smile evilly even as he started to stroke her hair and tried to shush her,
“It’s okay, it’s okay…”
When she seemed to calm down enough he started washing both her body and
wounds, hands exploring every inch. While she was soft skinned, there was
muscle hidden beneath the give… a lift of her leg to wash it revealed she was
alsoshockingly flexible. He went the full nine yards, even shampooing her hair
before drying her off and binding her wounds. He brought her into the bedroom
and made sure the door was locked when he left to go get a chain…
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A sea of black feathers around her…
…white beaks snapping, tearing cloth, flesh…
…claws swiping, exposing parts never meant to be seen…
Roman… gone.
Please… anybody…
…warmth…
Hands pulling her close…
Please…
Don’t let go.
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He smiled as Neo pressed into his chest as he pulled her close. They were both
completely naked, Neo with a chain and padlock around her wrist. He’d borrowed
them from a nearby closed store (the front was completely smashed in. Some
chained doors weren’t going to stop looters or Grimm), he also had some
handcuffs handy from an abandoned police cruiser if necessary. They probably
will be, if step two to his plan didn’t work. He started to slowly get up, but
Neo stuck to him like a barnacle and he lied back down. He brushed some of her
hair out of her face, planting a kiss on her forehead. After a moment he
decided he wanted more, and he trailed down kisses from her lips, to her neck,
and finally to her chest, gently kissing and sucking on each one.
He almost bit down in surprise when a small fist hit him in the head.
He pulled away to stare into the pink and brown eyes of Neo, and he smiled,
“You’re awake!” Her response was to fight and struggle more, and he frowned as
he pinned the smaller girl’s wrist and legs, “Hey, no, stop that!”
Short, scared breaths and a glare was his only response.
“Look, I know you’re scared,” He didn’t mention that part of him was getting
off on that, “but I’m doing this for your own good.”
She bared her teeth and struggled more, but he didn’t budge.
“You’re an evil and sadistic little thing… but that’s the problem, isn’t it?
You’re so… little.” He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her stomach, “So here’s
what’s going to happen: I’m going to get my revenge for all the trouble you’ve
caused… and then I’m gonna raise you right.”
He let her arm go, and she continued trying to beat him. He sighs and let go of
her legs, grunting a little as she planted both feet into his stomach with a
kick. He frowned at her and quickly flipped her over, pinning her down with a
hand on her back. She tried to pry his hand off, but stopped when he raised his
free hand high. She stared up in fear, and his cock twitched at the sight. He
brought the hand down in a solid smack against her ass, and she let out an airy
noise. He didn’t hold back, sending down smack after smack on her petite ass as
she tried in vain to lift the hand pinning her, eventually reduced to quiet
sobs until he was done.
He sighed, and the had once used to spank now began petting her, “It’s okay,
let it out.”
She put up a weak effort to pull away, but eventually just lied there, tired
and hurt.
“There we go.” He kissed her head, “I’ll be right back with some food.”
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She held herself as the faunus left the room, shaking slightly. She was alone
with some sort of mangy animal and she was going to be… to be…
She placed a hand between her legs, covering her most precious area. She had no
one to protect her now… she couldn’t protect herself like this, she-
She jolted a little when the door opened, and the faunus came in with a bowl of
something steaming. He set the bowl on the bedtable and took out a spoonful of
white mush, “Open up.”
She shook her head and pulled away, but he easily grabbed her with his other
arm and pulled her into a sitting position on his leg.
It wouldn’t have been so bad if they weren’t both still naked and her ass
wasn’t still raw.
He brought the spoon to her lips and she considered smacking it away, but it
was clear the faunus wasn’t all there so she swallowed the spoonful of bland
mush. He chuckled, patting her side.
“I know it’s not the tastiest, but you can’t have anything too rich yet.”
He spoon fed her the whole bowl, gently setting her down again when she was
finished, “I’ll be back soon.” He picked up the bowl and left, and she began
quickly thinking. It was clear this faunus was crazy and thought she was a kid.
She could use that, it wouldn’t be the first time. She smiled to herself, and
started planning…
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It had been at least two weeks since he’d taken Neo in, and while she was
definitely warming up to him, it was clear something was wrong. He couldn’t put
a finger to it, but something about the way she was acting was…
He shook his head and opened the door, a bowl of sweetened oatmeal in one hand,
“Neo, sweetie?”
She was on the bed, smiling at him in her corset and pants. She was still
chained by the wrist, however. He brought the bowl over, and she climbed into
his lap. He was about to start feeding her when she put a hand to his cheek and
made him look at her. She looked into his eyes…
…and tried to stab him.
His eyes widened and his arm shot up, and a sharpened piece of wood lanced into
his forearm. He grabbed the arm stabbing him and squeezed, forcing Neo to let
go when the pressure became too much. He quickly backed away, and he pulled out
the large wooden shiv. He glared at her, and she looked frightened as she held
her now bruised arm. He growled and pulled the wood out, tossing it to the side
as his wound sealed, “You realize, I’m going to have to punish you for that.”
He stomped to the bed and she tried to kick him, which was a major mistake for
her. He dodged and grabbed her waistband, pulling her pants and panties off in
one swift motion before seized an ankle in each hand and pulled her up,
spreading her legs wide in front of his face. He dived right in, rapidly
lapping and licking at her pussy. She tried to beat him, to pull at his hair,
but he growled and bit her inner thigh hard. She quietly gasped and when he
pulled away she realized the mark he left was a clue to stop. She glared at
him, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. All he focused on however was
the surprisingly sweet pussy before him.
He almost laughed at her face when he suddenly pulled away and stood up on the
bed.
He let go of one leg, letting her ineffectually kick at him long enough to drop
his pants. He captured the leg again, and lowered her so that her mouth was
right in front of his erection. She put both hands on his thighs and pushed
away, but he growled, “You want me to do something worse? How about I leave you
locked in the apartment by yourself?”
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Neo froze.
She hated him.
She was disgusted him.
…So why was she so afraid of him leaving?
He pressed his tip to her mouth, and she shook a little as she opened her
mouth. He pulled her close and began lapping at her as she paid him back in
kind. She bobbed her head up and down his large prick, tongue swirling around
the shaft and head. Why, why did she want to do a good job for him!?
He pulled her closer and she wrapped her legs around his head, freeing his
hands to push her head further down. She could feel him pressing into her
throat and she began to choke, but she desperately sucked in air to keep her
position. After almost a minute he let her pull away, and she quietly coughed
and sputtered. He stopped his licking and pulled her off, gently setting her
down on the bed again. She watched as he kicked off his pants and slipped off
his shirt, pulling her own pants and corset off. He sat down and she sat up,
pressing her hands to his chest and lightly pushing him. He frowned but slowly
fell back to the bed, and she straddled him.
She hated him, she wanted to kill him, hear him scream as he suffered, but…
…she didn’t want to be alone.
She liked them, but she didn’t care about Cinder, or Mercury, or Emerald like
she did Roman…
…and Roman was gone.
She took a shuddering breath and ground her pussy along his shaft, getting
herself ready…
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He smiled as he watched Neo grind against him. It was clear it was going to be
a tight fit, but he had a feeling she’d try it anyways. He gripped her wide
hips and lifted her up, pressing his tip right to her wet box, “There you go…”
She quietly whimpered, and he fought the urge not to just slam her down. She
was tighter than he’d predicted, but she was giving it her all, spreading her
legs wider to try and help fit it all in. She quietly panted, resting her hands
on his chest before starting to gyrate her hips and he swore he could see the
bulge of his dick in her as she moved. He hissed as she leaned back and propped
herself on his thighs, starting to finally ride him properly.
“There you go, you’re learning.” He took a deep breath, “I was too lax in
punishing you, should’ve have gone to this sooner. Who knows, maybe one day I
won’t have to punish you…”
She seized up before suddenly lurching forward, tossing her hands around him
and riding him harder than before. He grunted and grabbed her hips tightly
before starting to slam her down onto his thrusts. It wasn’t long before he
groaned and practically crushed her against him, cumming deep inside her. The
two of them panted as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, and he
planted a sweet kiss on her forehead. She weakly pulled herself off of him, a
river of white flowing from her. She laid beside him and shakily smiled at him
with tears pouring from her eyes before grabbing her legs and pulling them up
so they were practically framing her face. He looked at her for a moment before
climbing on top of her and they started anew.
“Nnngh, Neo… Don’t worry, I’ll raise my sweet little girl right…”
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                                   Epilogue
“Neo? Neo!”
The mute smile as she snuck up on the much larger male, slipping the hand not
carrying her purchases into his. He whipped around to look at her, frowning,
“Neo! What have I told you about wandering off?”
She smiled and began leading him into an alley where they’d have privacy for
her… ‘punishment’. She faced a wall and slipped her pants down before bending
over, putting her hands on the wall and, presenting her ass. He smiled as he
saw the ‘Daddy’s Girl’ written there, and he slipped off his belt before giving
her unmarked cheek a strike. She quietly gasped, making small sounds as he kept
abusing her ass.
If this made him happy, if it kept him close, then she’d suffer this for a
thousand years.
She pulled up her pants when he was done, picking up her bag and following him
home to their small apartment. Vale was rebuilding nicely, but that was hardly
her concern. She went straight into her room and prepared her surprise,
knocking on her door to call her lover over. He opened the door to her room and
he smiled when he saw her standing there with nothing but some whipped cream to
cover her nipples and privates, her hand over her stomach. He approached but
she stepped back, and she moved her hand to show the ‘Daddy’s Girls’ and arrow
pointing to her stomach. His smiled grew and as he carried her to the bed she
thought about how her children would be another way to keep her ‘Daddy’ close…
“I love you, Neo.” He smiled at her, and she returned with a broken, desperate
smile.
She wouldn’t be alone ever again…
Chapter End Notes
     Not as happy with this one... might change it in the future. Got into
     a discussion with someone about theories of Neo's past, and we came
     up with the possibility that the reason she hangs around with Roman
     because Raven might've killed her parents and Roman took her in
     afterwards, partially why she acts the way she does in the story.
***** King Takes Queen (Cinder Fall) *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Disclaimer
RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth/ Monty Oum
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It was a strange feeling, to be frozen yet have a fire raging inside you. Even
as her body was encased in ice the fire waned, but it did notextinguish. It was
the reason why when, when her body crashed at the bottom of that chasm, she did
not die. Her false arm shattered into pieces, as did many of her bones, but she
did not die. She would not. After everything she sacrificed, everyone, she
would not give up so easily. Her power healed her enough to crawl, even if
agony shot through her with each movement, and she found her path out in the
darkness. A small tunnel, carved through the cave wall from a thin stream,
carried her out into the forest.
She didn’t know who found her, their form a blur, but they’d be another
stepping stone to her rise…
He frowned as the young woman smiled and fell unconscious, and he crouched low
next to her. It didn’t matter how she changed her look, he knew who this was.
Cinder Fall, the Red Queen…
…and a fiery gods-damned sadist bitch.
He was a… business partner, of Roman Torchwick, and he’d seen Cinder more times
than he wanted. She walked with the confidence of someone who knew they were in
full control, and she wasn’t afraid to put people in their place.
Which was usually a jar for their ashes.
His fists clenched as he thought of all the friends he lost to her because they
failed… even when they had no chance of winning and had to run. They weren’t
Huntsman, they were fucking regular people! He put a hand to his stomach,
remembering one time when she had burned him for losing a shipment of guns. He
growled and was about to shoot her when he noticed something. Brushing her hair
out of her face, he saw the scarred mess that was her left eye. He stared in
shock for a moment before he noticed the crumpled sleeve, and pulled it away to
reveal her stump.
What… whowas powerful enough to do this to her?
He realized now she was covered in bruises, if the large purple splotch peeking
out from her sleeveless arm was any indicator. Suddenly he wondered how weak
she was now, would she even be able to make a spark? His hands trembled as he
lifted her up a bit, and she moaned, shifting her body and causing the dress to
slip a bit from her legs. He hesitantly raised his hand, and then stroked her
thigh. Cinder was always a cocktease, but anyone who tried anything was a
scorch mark on the floor afterwards. He was probably the only one to ever touch
her like this…
After a moment he made a decision, and carefully carried her to his van. He’d
heard the battle and came expecting to pick up some new toys from whoever was
dumb enough to attack the academy.
‘Suppose that’s not too wrong,’he smiled at the woman in his arms, ‘Maybe I can
have a bit of fun before she wakes up… Damn, actually I’ll have to wait. Need
to get a doc to look at her before I do anything…’
He secured her in the back of his van, driving down to the usual back alley
doctor the local thugs went to when they need stitches. A few punks sent hungry
looks at the Cinder when he started carrying her, but they knew better. He had
a one fuck up policy: fuck up with him once, and you weren’t doing it again. He
thudded the door to the clinic with his boot, “Hey Doc, need your help!”
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She had… a strange relationship with darkness.
‘What happ… put her…’
It was suffocating, terrifying for most, but for her…
‘Near Haven… Cinder…’
It was almost comforting. Salem had taken her under her tutelage, after all.
One doesn’t learn under a creature like that without accepting darkness into
them. Still, she couldn’t fight the strange feeling in her chest as she floated
in this darkened void…
‘Weak, will… time time…’
She frowned, who dared to call her weak? The feeling in her chest blossomed
into heat, and she could feel it roiling… Ah, now she remembered this feeling.
Her power despised the darkness, wanted to burn it away, but couldn’t. She’d
felt like this often when she strayed too close to Salem.
‘Not sure… heal. Too badly…’
Who was talking… A dull ache was spreading through her body, and she pushed her
power to heal her more. She flinched as she felt her bones seal back together
and snap into place, but it was like something was… being drained from her. She
shivered as her pain lessened and she felt… empty.
‘…going to do with her?’
‘Maybe keep…’
She glared into the void. Someone keepingher? Trying to control her? She tried
to move, muscles groaning in protest. Even in her weakened state she wouldn’t
let some pathetic vermin talk about her like this. She was the one in control…
She quietly grunted as she felt her body being lifted and moved, growing more
and more frustrated as her body barely responded. She resigned herself to being
moved for now, remaining hand clenching as she was jostled for a time before
sighing through her nose as she was laid on something soft.
Someone chuckled, “And so the Queen returns to the King’s bed.”
…
Who. Dares….
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He frowned a little as Cinder’s eye opened to glare at… looked like everything,
honestly.
“Where-” She coughed, “Where am I?”
“My place. Found you passed out near Haven at the bottom of a cliff.”
Her eye glowed slightly, and she tried to sit up. He could hear her biting down
any noise she wanted to make from the pain, eventually relaxing into the bed.
“Water.” She demanded.
“What, no ‘thank you’?” He muttered as he rolled his eyes and went into his
kitchen. There had better be a payoff for putting up with her. He came back
into his room with the water and she quickly downed it, setting it aside on the
bedside table.
“Where are the others?”
“Others?” He blinked, “Nobody else but you around, near as I can tell.”
“News.” She said testily, and his hand clenched a bit as he turned on his t.v.,
and he flipped to the news before he took away her glass and set it in the
sink…
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“…with surprise reinforcements. As of now, the White Fang leader Adam Taurus
has fled and the majority of his forces are being detained. As to the
whereabouts of-”
Cinder’s grip on the sheets turned painful. In one foul swoop, all her pawns
were gone. Adam was useless to her without his troops, and no one would flock
to him after this disaster. Why did Roman have to die? His criminal contacts
weren’t fighters, but at least they were good at gathering resources-
Her eye widened as she caught a glimpse of Ruby Rose on the screen. She looked
so proud of herself, so damn happy…
She lashed her hand out at the screen, a flash of sparks… puffing and fizzling
out from her hand. She stared in horror at her extended hand before trying to
create a small flame. There was just smoke that time…
Suddenly it clicked. Her power, that was what was draining from her while she
was unconscious! Between thawing herself after Raven’s attack and healing her
body, the Maiden’s power must have been drained from her! No, but that doesn’t
make sense. Even if she was heavily injured, the power should have saved her
from all but death-
“…No… no, no, no!”
She did die, but her power kept her alive before it-
“The hell is wrong with you?”
She looked at the man that had rescued her, and she suddenly became aware of
how vulnerable she was, “I need to make a call.”
“What are you, nuts!? You have to lay low right now.”
“I don’t think you understand who you’re talking to-”
“I do, and I think we both know you don’t have the strength to argue.”
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He smiled as he saw the fear in her eyes. She hadn’t noticed, but he saw that
whole thing. She was helpless as a kitten right now.
“…Fine. When I’m healed, I’ll reward you-”
“No.” He cut her off, “You’ll ‘reward’ me now. I’m already taking a huge risk
bringing you here.”
He approached her, and she glared at him warily. He pinned her wrist to the bed
and she gave him a murderous look, but it turned to confusion when he brushed
her hair out of her scarred eye. He cupped her cheek and leaned down, kissing
near the scar tissue before kissing her deeply. She made a surprised noise but
his hand kept her from moving too much. He would have kept going had she not
bitten down on his lip. He hissed as he pulled away, tasting blood.
“Bitch…”
She tried to burn his hand, but all she got out was a few embers. He didn’t let
go, instead using his free hand to undo his pants, “You know, I would’ve been
happy with the kiss. Consider it forgiveness for the burn you gave me back
then, and everything else. Now?” He pulled down his boxers, “Now I think you
can get to fucking work.”
“Who do you think-!?” He cut off her shout by grabbing her throat. Her eye
shrunk as he cut off her air, and he freed her arm. She tried to weakly beat at
him, but she couldn’t do anything, and after a minute he loosened his grasp
enough she could cough and breath.
“I think this is my apartment, and as far you’re concerned, the fucking king.”
She took in ragged breaths, glaring at him. He put a bit of pressure back on
her neck, and her hand slowly reached up to stroke him… To his surprise her
hands weren’t as soft as he’d assumed. Evidently, she actually did some work.
He switched hands, left hand now around her throat as he pulled the blanket
covering her down with the right. He grabbed one of her breasts, roughly
squeezing before getting a bit more gentle with it. He didn’t want to ruin such
flawless skin, after all.
“…Heh. Beautiful, even in a state like this.”
As his prick came to life in her hands he flicked his thumb over her nipple
before roaming down her taut stomach and to her thigh, where he settled with
rubbing it. Soon he was close to blowing his load, and he put a hand on her
stomach, “Stop.”
She looked more than happy to let go of his dick, but less so when he put his
hands under her and gently pushed her over.
“…Holy shit.”
He’d seen the outline from her dresses, but looking at her bare ass, it was
much more impressive. He grabbed it with both hands, and she had a look of
disgust and resignation on her face as he kneaded it with his hands. He lifted
up her hips and pressed into her pussy without preamble, and while she was
tight she wasn’t a virgin. He leaned over and pressed down on the back of her
neck with both hands, and she glared at him over her shoulder as he thrust into
her.
He chuckled, “What, nothing to say this time?”
Her grip on the sheets just tightened, and he leaned back to watch her ass
shake each time he thrusted into her…
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She kept silent. She didn’t doubt the man on top of her would relish her
struggling, so she resolved to take at least some enjoyment away from him. He
could believe her weak, but she would rise, just as she’d done before…
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Despite his best efforts, the word got out he had Cinder Fall herself at his
apartment. More than once during the next few weeks he’d had to make some idiot
who wanted his prize… ‘disappear’, but there was a benefit to this. Cinder
‘bought’ his protection through sex, and apparently everyone thought he was
some sort of massive badass for somehow defeating her. It helped that he often
had her stand beside him during ‘business deals’, no doubt thinking she could
still somehow show off her power… but she didn’t seem to ever fully grasp her
position.
Like now, when she insulted the woman selling smuggled Dust to him.
He had a hand to his face as Cinder shot back insults to Artemis after the dog
faunus woman had made an off-hand comment. The two kept shouting and he could
feel his head start pounding before his arm finally shot out and grabbed
Cinder’s arm, pulling her over.
Whatever the two expected to happen, it’s clear it wasn’t him just raping
Cinder in the middle of the warehouse floor.
He pushed her down the ground, flipping the flap of her red dress over and
tearing a hole in her pantyhose.
“Stop! What are you doing!?” She struggled beneath him but her just pulled his
pants down and hotdogged her ass.
“I am so fucking sick of your attitude! Like you’re thequeen around here! Guess
what!? You’re not!”
When he was hard enough he grabbed her hips and pressed into her backdoor. Her
eye shrunk to a pinprick, and for the first time he saw pure fear on her face.
Her mouth opened, no doubt to try and warn him off, but all she got out was a
scream as he pushed right into her asshole. The dead silence from everyone in
the warehouse let Cinder’s screams and the sounds of their sex echo loudly.
Eventually she stopped screaming and began giving choking sobs, glaring up at
him as her tears started to ruin her makeup.
“You bastard! I-”
He grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her up, hand moving to the
front of her neck, “You aren’t shit! You think anyone cares what happened to
you!? I am the only one who bothered with you!” She glared hotly at him, but
didn’t respond, “As far as you’re concerned, I am your damn king!”  He gripped
her throat hard and started hammering into her, grunting when he finally came
inside her. He practically tossed her onto the floor as he stood back up, semi-
hard erection jabbing into the air, “You want to go out on your own? Fine. See
how far you get without me around.”
She clawed against the ground with her hand as she glared up silently at him.
He turned to Artemis, “Now, where were we?”
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                                   Epilogue
She carefully carried the tea tray to his desk, bowing once she set it down and
standing beside him. She debated slipping something into his drink, but that
would be too obvious. It had been a year since she had started serving her
‘master’, and he had quickly wised up to her tricks. She’d long given up hope
that Salem would send someone for her, but she was determined to-
He suddenly pulled her close around her waist, kissing her stomach. She found
it odd how he got more affectionate as time went on. Likely him assuming her
false obedience was true.
“How’s the little one doing?”
“She’s doing well.”
He nodded and lightly smacked her ass, squeezing it before she crouched down.
He pulled his chair back and she crawled between his legs, unzipping his pants
and taking his soft dick into her mouth, swirling her tongue around. It wasn’t
long before he was hard in her mouth and she began bobbing her head up and
down. She looked up at him as she heard the door open and with a gesture she
continued. As he talked she went through the motions, kissing the tip and
swallowing down to near his hilt, bobbing her head so he poked into her throat.
He quietly grunted and she tasted him as he cummed into her mouth. She pulled
back so just his cockhead remained in her mouth, wrapping her finger around his
shaft and stroking to coax out every last drop.
“Good…” He sighed, “Good. I’ll send the rest of the payment tonight.”
She heard the door close, and after a moment he pulled back to look down at
her. She opened her mouth then swallowed, tucking his prick back into his pants
before standing up. She heard crying, and she quickly walked over to a side
room. She quickly approached the crib in the corner, picking up the baby within
and gently shushing her. The baby sniffled a little but stopped fussing, and
she smiled down at her as someone came up behind her…
He smiled as he watched Cinder pick up their daughter, wrapping her arms around
her from behind. Before, he was certain no one would ever remotely think to
have ‘Cinder’ and ‘daughter’ in the same sentence, but the time had changed
her. She kept up her illusion that she was plotting against him, but the intent
behind it was gone. Oh there was still the fire of rebellion, no doubt, and he
loved bending her over when he saw it, but it was growing colder of the years.
Still, in her mind she was still a queen, but him?
He chuckled, “It’s good to be the king…”
Chapter End Notes
     Another one I'm not as happy with, but hey, another story I can write
     at another time.
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