Gemini

Maxaro: Honestly, I didn't really enjoy writing this chapter that much, but I felt like I owed you guys for not having updated in so long after I said that plenty of stories were to come. I won't whine about my personal drama here, since this isn't exactly the story for it, but I have some problems regarding what I want to write, what I can write, and what I feel obligated to write.

Regardless of that crap, though, enjoy another dose of hellfire.

Jaune was very happy to leave the loud music and crowds of the club proper behind him as he stepped into the elevator situated in the back of the large building, pushing the button for the third floor the moment the doors closed. He really didn't like this place, it was far too noisy and generally stuffy for his tastes, and hadn't it been for his friends, especially Yang, enjoying going here so much he'd never step a foot inside Junior's club willingly. Though, there was one more reason he came to this place.

Or, technically; two.

As soon as the elevator stopped its ascent and the heavy metal doors in front of him parted, Jaune felt himself get drowned in a far more pleasant atmosphere than the one in the club proper. Loud, pounding, repetitive music was switched out for the soft tones of a gentle piano score. The harsh blinking light shot from a multitude of shining glass pillars was changed to with a dull, blue glow from a single lamp in the ceiling. And finally, the big, grinding heap of people was replaced by a spacious, empty room with a single bed not far from where the elevator was located. It was a picture that radiated relaxation, and Jaune absolutely preferred it to the slowly mounting tension he'd felt when down on the dancefloor or by the bar of the club.

Regardless of what guilt he might be feeling about leaving his friends behind to head up hear, Jaune really felt this was nothing short of heaven in comparison to the club.

Slowly stepping out of the elevator into the apartment sized 'room', Jaune couldn't help but notice that something was missing as his eyes wandered over the area. He was looking for someone, yet he couldn't find them.

Though, to be more accurate; it was a pair of someones.

Hearing a soft giggle from behind him, Jaune only had time to turn his head halfway back to look before he caught the fluttering of long hair in the corner of his eye and something warm suddenly pushed against his chest, along with a small pair of arms which closed around his waist. In the dim lighting, it took a moment for Jaune to identify who it was that had so viciously 'attacked' him. Though he could pretty accurately guess the answer to that already.

"We missed you, Jaune~..." came the soft but incredibly sultry voice of Melanie Malachite as she buried her smiling face in his shirt, taking deep, audible breaths of his scent. "It's been so very lonely here without you~..."

"Sorry," Jaune laughed a bit sheepishly as he more than happily returned Melanie's hug, leaning down a little to accommodate for her smol stature. "School's been pretty tough recently and I haven't really had enough time to do pretty much anything aside from study."

"'Pretty much anything'?" the smol, white clad girl parroted, her smile becoming more devious by the second at this 'revelation'. "That's no good, Jaune. That must mean you're really backed up and we can't have that, can we? It's unhealthy to not relieve yourself for long stretches of time, especially if you're a young man. I-… we need to fix this as soon as possible~..."

Jaune could feel his heart begin to beat harder and faster at those words, and suddenly he became super aware of just where and what Melanie's smol body was pushing up against, and how it seemed that she wasn't just content at enjoying their hug anymore. Slowly, he could feel her soft stomach and chest begin to gently grind against him, sending tingles of delight through his body with ever movement. It wasn't hard enough to elicit more than a sharp intake of air from him, but still Jaune could feel the blood in his body begin to rush downward, a very distinct warmth settling around the area Melanie was noticeably grinding the most against. Another giggle made its way to his ears, almost siren like in its ability to capture his attention, and while Jaune could have sworn it didn't come from below him, where Melanie was, he didn't have time to think about it as freedom from the grinding assault was granted to him and a tug on his hand caught his attention.

Without hesitation, Jaune followed behind Melanie as she lead the way over the bed in the center of the large room, and it wasn't until now that he'd been able to have a good look at the already beautiful girl. When his eyes now landed upon Melanie's body, Jaune could feel his breath catch in his throat.

Thanks to the room's dim lighting and her position when pressed up against him, Jaune hadn't noticed that Melanie wasn't wearing her normal 'outfit' today. Instead of a short, snow white dress with a fuzzy, fur-like collar and a pair of tall, high heeled boots, the smol girl was wearing almost nothing. A pair of frilly, red trimmed, white panties hugged her swaying hips, while her chest was covered only by what looked like a strapless white bra, also with red trimming, though Jaune couldn't be completely sure thanks to the long, expertly cared for raven locks that flowed down Melanie's back obscuring the view.

Any words Jaune might have wanted to say before were silenced as his eyes were drawn to the plump, pale cheeks that swayed from side to side so invitingly in front of him, and had he not been seated upon the soft covers of the bed, Jaune highly doubted he'd been able to keep his hands off of Melanie's cute ass for much longer.

"Don't worry Jaune, you'll have plenty of time to do whatever you want to my butt in just a second~..." the sound of Melanie's quiet, seductive voice broke Jaune out of his reverie, and he became painfully aware of just how excited she'd made him as he looked into her practically sparkling aqua eyes, the sultry smile playing upon her soft lips being by far the sexiest thing he had ever had the pleasure of seeing, and it was upon seeing this that any restraint, no matter how small, Jaune might have tried to exercise flew straight out the widow.

Wasting no more time, he leaned forward and kissed those oh so inviting lips that had been so teasingly close to his while he felt that cute butt his eyes had been glued to only moments ago settled upon his lap.

"Mmmm~..." Melanie moaned softly as Jaune kissed her, her arms encircling his neck and burying in his scruffy blonde hair as she ground her ass against his hips, the noticeable bulge in his pants only making her giggle into the kiss. She was glad that he didn't wait before swiping his tongue against her lips so that she may meet it with her own, relishing in the unique taste of Jaune's mouth. It was wholly indescribable, yet Melanie knew that she never get enough of it—just like she'd never get enough of the feeling of his tongue dancing with hers—no matter how many times she got to experience it.

Even still, there was one taste of Jaune's that she enjoyed even more than this…

Both of them panting slightly, Jaune and Melanie were eventually forced to break their kiss because of a mutual lack of air, and then, just as Jaune was about to go in for another kiss, he felt Melanie's arms untangle themselves from around his neck only for another, slightly more muscular pair to take their place and a familiar feeling chest become pushed against his back.

"Don't forget about me, Jauney~..." came an even sultrier voice than Melanie's right next to his ear, and Jaune felt a shudder pass through his entire body at the feeling of a pair of lips kissing their way up his neck. "I missed you too~..."

"M-Miltia..." Jaune managed to stammer out to the newly arrived second Malachite twin, his voice strained as he felt Melanie's now free hands land on his still clothed erection, massaging it through his tenting pants.

Miltiades only giggled at his reactions as she continued to lovingly attack his neck with kisses and gentle nips with her teeth. Now that they were all finally together, the real fun could begin.

Jaune was almost becoming overwhelmed by all the sensations bombarding his mind all at the same time and he couldn't hold back a groan of mixed pain and pleasure as Miltia reached his ear and playfully bit down on his earlobe, all the while Melanie's nimble fingers began to unzip his trousers.

"That's it~..." he heard Melanie whisper huskily, her touch becoming so much more noticeable now that there was only the thin fabric of his underwear keeping her hands from his cock. "Let it all out… we want to hear everything, Jaune~..."

As Melanie worked on his pants and his now less clothed erection, Jaune could feel Miltiades' efforts to play with him increase as well. He arms, which had been slung around his neck, descended down the front of his body at a torturous pace, her hands kneading and groping at his chest as they did so, Miltiades letting out what sounded like a purr of mixed satisfaction and excitement at the muscle her fingers were allowed to dance over. She also continued to nibble and kiss at his ear, letting her tongue teasingly trace the edges of it, before she began to rub and grind her body up against his back, making Jaune realize something he hadn't noticed until now; there were a pair of distinctly hardened nubs pushing into his shoulder blades.

It seemed Miltia had forgone a bra today.

Anything Jaune might have wanted to say about said revelation were cut short as Melanie redoubled her efforts at massaging his hard member and he was practically forced to moan at the combined feeling of Militia's chest rubbing up and down his upper back and Melanie's skillful fingers toying with his underwear covered cock.

It wasn't covered for long, however, as Melanie seemed to want things to escalate quicker than before, her hands quickly moving to rid Jaune of his pants all together, something he couldn't protest to even if he wanted to as he felt Militia's nails drag across his toned chest until they reached his nipples, her fingers closing around them as her twin settled in between Jaune's legs now that his pants were out of the picture.

"Mmmm~… so nice and hard..." Melanie cooed softly as he caressed the outline of Jaune's erection, her own desire burning just as hot, or even hotter than her and her sister's shared boyfriend's as she actually had to force herself not to just rip off his boxers and engulf him whole with her mouth, no matter how much she wanted to do such a thing. When she peered up at Jaune's handsome face again, though, looking forward to seeing just what reaction he would have at her actions, she realized that Militia didn't seem to share her power of restraint, as her sister had moved from behind Jaune to his side, her crotch grinding into one of his hands as she kissed him deeply. Melanie would have been lying if she said that she was even at all surprised at seeing this.

Jaune, meanwhile, had no objections to indulging Militia however much she wanted, letting her seemingly hungry tongue explore as much of his mouth as she desired while his fingers rubbed against her clothed, but still noticeably wet slit, her throaty moans telling him that if he stopped what he was doing with his fingers he'd get a very disappointed and needy, red themed Malachite twin on his hands. Though, even without the moans, he would gladly still continue. Making Militia feel good was a reward in itself to him.

Noticing that Jaune was starting to let go of any of the nervousness he'd exhibited when he'd first arrived in the room, Melanie felt it was time to finally move things along even further, her nimble fingers latched onto the hem of his underwear, pulling them down and off his legs without any resistance. She was glad to be met with the deep cobalt of Jaune's eyes when she settled between his legs again, his gaze slowly hazing over with lust just like her and her sister's had long ago. Melanie happily continued to look up into his gorgeous eyes as her smol hands enveloped his hard shaft, the warmth it was exuding making her shudder in delight. Leaning forward, she breathed hotly onto the sensitive skin of Jaune's shaft, a giggle escaping her as his eyes closed again. She couldn't contain herself any longer. She wanted to taste him now.

With his attention split between both Melanie and Militia, Jaune had a bit of a hard time focusing at certain tasks at hand, something that only became harder when he felt a hot, wet, pleasurable softness engulf the head of his cock. He still wasn't used to feeling pleasure like this—to having sex—and it showed as the hand he'd been using to rub Militia pussy with stiffened and he forgot everything he was doing, only being able to focus on the feeling of his head being gently sucked on as a tongue rubbed the underside of it, as well as the soft lips pressed against his own, with another tongue dancing with his. Militia let her disapproval of this be heard, however, as she mewled unhappily against Jaune's lips at the lack of firm, dexterous fingers toying with her aching core.

Almost on instinct, Jaune let his hand become active again, even as Melanie took more of his shaft into her amazing mouth, moving aside Militia panties so that he could thrust his middle and pointer finger into the short haired girl's tight insides, curling them to make sure they reached every possible pleasure spot of Miltiades' he knew off, her own bucking against him making the palm of his hand rub against her erect clit.

It didn't take long before Militia's tongue became inactive inside Jaune's mouth, her hips coming down to meet his fingers as he pumped them into her burning pussy. She'd always had a short fuse, and it didn't take long before she was clinging onto Jaune for support, her head buried in his neck as she moaned and panted, actively having to fight against the urge to let everything go. Jaune's fingers were just pure magic, she decided then and there, and Militia wasn't ready to stop feeling them thrust and pump into her yet. That's why she staved off her orgasm for as long as she could. She wanted more. It didn't work for long, though, and with a loud moan, Militia reflexively arched her back and came, her mouth falling open with a bit of drool running down her cheek as Jaune continued to play with her pussy, even after his hand had become doused in her juices. It was amazing.

The sound of Militia cumming spurred Melanie into action even more, her sucking, which had up until now been slow so that she could enjoy the feel and taste of Jaune inside her mouth, increasing in intensity. As her sister fell down into a panting heap onto her side on the bed, Melanie's eyes locked with Jaune's half lidded ones, all his attention now focused on her.

Melanie loved it.

Moaning softly along with him, she pushed her head further down Jaune's cock, taking him inside her throat without issue. She'd never had a strong gag reflex and she was happy that fact was so useful when it came to servicing Jaune. Once she reached the limit of how far she could go, her nose touching his abdomen, Melanie began creating a slowly increasing bobbing rhythm, her tongue and mouth making lewd slurping noises every time she pushed herself down Jaune's shaft again.

Every couple of bobs, she would also turn her head so that his cock pushed up against the inside of her cheek, being careful to not accidentally scrape her teeth along his length.

"M-Mel…!" she heard Jaune stutter from above him and Melanie knew what was about to happen. With renewed vigor, she bobbed her head as quickly as she could up and down Jaune's cock, moaning and mewling needily as she felt drops of salty precum land on her tongue. She wanted to taste her favorite thing. Now.

With no other warning than Jaune groaning and his hips bucking, Melanie felt the heady, salty taste of semen fill her senses, a long mewl emerging from her throat as Jaune shot several thick, creamy ropes of cum into her happily awaiting mouth, some of it spilling out and dripping down onto her smol chest. Melanie could only shudder in delight at the feeling of Jaune filling her belly with so much tasty cum as she swallowed down the semen with several audible gulps.

Jaune, on the other hand, felt like he'd just fallen from the sky and landed on the softest mattress Remnant had ever seen, a sense of weight settling heavily upon his entire body, only hampered a little bit as he opened his eyes to look down upon Melanie happily drinking his semen. Once she had had her fill, they both say back to take a moment to catch their breaths, Melanie panting hard as she sat on her cute butt in front of him.

And from the look in her practically shining eyes, Jaune knew that the night wasn't finished. Not by a long shot.

Slowly, Melanie climbed up onto her legs again, though she never rose fully. Instead, she quickly dragged her stained panties down her shapely legs and kicked them off, presenting her now bare rear to Jaune.

"Please, Jauney~..." she whispered almost desperately, looking back at him over her shoulder, parting her legs enough for Jaune to see the juices coating her pretty pink pussy lips and her soft thighs, "Fill me up more… fill me up with your cum~..."

"I want more too~..." came the soft voice of Militia from beside him, and Jaune turned his head to look over at her too. She was sat on her knees with her legs parted, her hands spreading open the glistening folds of her pussy. "Fill our bellies up with your yummy cum… make us feel good~..."

With how needy both Militia and Melanie sounded, Jaune felt her really had no choice. Rising up and pulling off his shirt, he grabbed hold of Melanie's hips, feeling her shake in anticipation as he lined up his cock with her slit, Militia watching on in envy as he pushed himself forward into the long haired twin's tight, warm core. It only took a moment before he was hilted inside the smol girl, and once he was, he slowly backed them both up until he could sit down on the bed again, making Melanie sit on his lap as he let her get used to him stretching out her insides—something that didn't take long at all as Jaune soon felt her begin to grind her hips against his, making them both moan in unison.

Before he could do anything else, though, Jaune felt himself get pulled backwards by a pair of strong arms until he was laying on his back on the bed. He only had time to see a shadow settle over him before a sweet, intoxicating smell met his nose and he felt a weight on his upper chest.

"Now we can all feel good together~..." he heard Militia almost sing as she caressed his scruffy blond hair.

Jaune knew then that he'd been completely right: The night had only just begun.