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Chapter 52: The Doctor

A/N: Fucking a businesswoman CEO in her own conference room transcends genre...

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… What's a little risk, right? The room is secured and the fact that they're about to do this in the heart of the SDC only makes it hotter in the end. Chuckling softly, Jaune lets Willow's hands reach his crotch. He lets her extract his cock from its confines and begin stroking it up and down. The Schnee Matriarch bites her lower lip as she gives him a handjob right then and there in the middle of the conference room.

Still dressed in her impeccable silver suit jacket and skirt combo, with that white blouse of hers underneath, she looks both incredibly business-like… and imminently fuckable. Though admittedly, that last one might be because Jaune is a bit of a pervert. Then again… so is Willow.

"… Is that what you want me to do to you, Mrs. Schnee? Bend you over the conference table and fuck you silly as you fantasize about all of your company's executives watching me pound into you with all my might?"

Willow pants harder at every word that drops from his lips. Jaune's smile grows as she nods her head enthusiastically, almost frantically really. But in turn… Jaune shakes his head, refusing her.

"But what about what I want, Mrs. Schnee?"

That brings her up short. She clearly doesn't understand. Is he rejecting her? Obviously not, but she might not fully recognize that. Jaune endeavors to show her that he's not rejecting her through action alongside word. Reaching up, his grab her suit jacket… and yank. With a popping sound, the single button that holds the jacket together goes flying off as she gasps from his forcefulness.

Jaune helps her out of the jacket, enjoying how her shoulders move to get it off of her for his benefit. Then, he tosses the garment aside, discarding it. His hands go to her chest next and Willow moans as he grabs her tits right through her blouse, right through her bra. He gropes and squeezes her breasts and she squirms and wiggles in his grasp as he looks her right in the eye.

"What if I want to fuck you my way, hm? What if I want to take you in a way that lets you KNOW that you're mine?"

Willow's breathing hitches and she stares right back at him, her lips slightly parted as she pants heavily. Not waiting for a response, Jaune reaches up to the buttons on her blouse. Unlike with her suit jacket, he's more careful with these. Oh, don't get him wrong… he's very, VERY tempted to go ahead and rip Willow's blouse to shreds, sending buttons flying everywhere.

The problem is, they still have to leave this room when all is said and done. And as tempting as it might be to have Willow walk through the SDC's Headquarters naked and dripping with his cum, it would also be disastrous. Alas, being responsible was just no fun sometimes.

That doesn't mean he can't make even the unbuttoning of her blouse sexy though. As he undoes each button, he looks Willow right in the eye, practically daring her to stop him. One by one, the buttons on her blouse are deftly popped free… and Willow stays right where she is, almost frozen in place. Finally, her blouse comes off, leaving her in just her bra and her silver pencil skirt. The consummate businesswoman, the CEO of one of the most powerful companies in the world… practically laid bare before him.

"Well?"

Jaune's one word query is enough to force Willow to finally answer him. Shivering, she nods her head rapidly.

"W-Whatever you want… t-take me however you like."

Heh, that's what he likes to hear. As enjoyable as fucking Willow bent over the table would have been, Jaune wants something a bit more intimate than even that. And so, reaching down, he grabs the Schnee Matriarch by her hips… and gracefully lifts her up onto the table behind her. She's incredibly easy for someone of his strength to manhandle, and with the proper hold, he's able to gently lay her down. Then, he grabs her legs and lifts them up into the air, draping them over his shoulders as his cock, rock hard from all of her fondling, slaps down onto her crotch.

The pencil skirt hikes up easily, revealing the thong Willow chose to wear to today's meeting. Honestly, she was probably tempted to wear nothing at all if this was what she was hoping might happen… but no, the SDC's new CEO hadn't gone THAT far. She hadn't gone commando. That said… there was nothing saying she couldn't go commando for the rest of the day…

Reaching down, Jaune grabs the silvery, lacy thong in one hand and rips it off of her, causing her hips to buck and her eyes to widen as he tears the sexy, seductive undergarments away. Showing them to her, he balls them up into a fist and gives the blushing, half-naked CEO a grin.

"You won't be needing these anymore, Mrs. Schnee."

Blushing even harder, Willow just nods her head.

"I-If you say so, sir… you are in c-charge of my safety after all."

Heh, cute. Yes, Jaune was officially Willow Schnee's bodyguard. He was in charge of keeping her safe, especially with the 'White Fang' killing her husband. No one could question Willow hiring more 'security', not when the old security had let Jacques be assassinated in their own home. Never mind that it was Willow who'd actually done the deed…

Stuffing her torn panties into his pocket, Jaune grins wickedly as he places the head of his cock directly against Willow's sopping wet slit. Deciding to lean into it a little bit, Jaune slams forward into Willow's cunt, making her let out a wanton moan. Then he leans forward, looking her in the eye still.

"Damn straight I am, Mrs. Schnee. And as your head of security, I say that you need a good, hard dicking to make sure you're properly safe, especially after acing such a high stakes meeting like you did."

The surprise compliment clearly catches her off guard even more than the sudden penetration. Willow is already blushing about as deeply as a woman can blush, but she does also avert her eyes at his praise, causing Jaune to chuckle as he begins fucking into her. With her legs draped over his shoulders and her toes curling behind him, Jaune pounds Willow Schnee on her back on the conference table.

Mere minutes ago, this room was filled with 'powerful', self-important executives and blowhards. People who thought they mattered. Who thought they were 'valuable'. And to be fair, Jaune didn't know anything about businesses like the Schnee Dust Company. Maybe they WERE valuable in some sort of way. But… not to him. He didn't even know their names… and he never would.

Of everyone in the room, only one of them mattered to Jaune. And she was right in front of him, on her back staring up into his eyes as he fucks her so hard that he has to hold her legs to keep her in place. Even with her bra still containing them, her tits bounce and jiggle with every pistoning motion of his prick. Plowing her like this is better than fucking her bent over, because he gets to see ALL of her as he fucks her silly.

Though… after a moment, Jaune does reach forward and grab her bra, ripping that off of her body as well. He's definitely playing with fire there… but it'll be fine. She still has a blouse to put back on afterwards, right? And besides, the moment he's done so he can't bring himself to regret it. Not when Willow's tits come bouncing free, looking as pale and lovely as ever.

Reaching around her legs, Jaune grabs her tits with one hand, groping one and then the other as Willow moans all the louder. His cock continues to piston in and out of her gushing quim and he stretches her with every last inch of his girthy rod. In response, Willow cums for him. She cums and cums, happily submitting to his rough treatment as they stare into one another's eyes.

"P-Please… inside… I want it inside…"

Well, he'd already creampied her more times than he could count the other night… so what's one more, right? With a grunt, Jaune picks up his pace. He could honestly go for even longer than this, but admittedly they are on something of a time crunch. Nothing too major, but they can't spend the next several hours in this room fucking like they had in Willow's bed the other night. It wouldn't be… heh, very productive.

And so with a growl, Jaune lets himself go, letting loose inside of the Schnee Matriarch. He fills the naked nearly naked CEO up with his seed, only her silver pencil skirt left and even that's doing nothing but acting as a particularly thick belt, bunched up around her waist as it currently is. He groans as he fills her, and Willow moans as she feels herself being filled.

Then, it's over. He pulls out and they set about getting 'appropriate' again. Of course, with her torn bra and panties stuffed into his pockets and her suit jacket damaged, Willow has to walk out of the conference room with her jacket over one shoulder… and her rock hard nipples poking out of her white blouse just a teeny, tiny bit. As well, she walks out with his seed seeping out of her cunt, just beginning to leak down her inner thigh.

… But she does so with such grace, poise, and confidence that you wouldn't think she'd just been fucked senseless on her back by her head of security. No, Willow Schnee walks through the halls of the SDC's Headquarters with her head held high and a look of effortless superiority on her face. Whether it's a façade or whether she truly does believe herself to be better than everyone else that isn't the two of them, Jaune can't even say for certain.

But one thing is for sure… she looks damn sexy doing it.

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To say Pietro Polendina had been having a rough go of things would be an understatement. The dark-skinned Atlesian scientist wished he could say life was going swimmingly, but that would be a flat-out lie. The truth was… life was not going swimmingly. Not for him. Not since this damnable war started.

Pietro was a patriot, don't get him wrong. Not only did he love Atlas, but he also BELIEVED in Atlas. It was why he had been happy to let his creation and daughter, Penny Polendina, work for General Ironwood all these years. Creating Penny had been the best thing he'd ever done, hands down… and if she could be used to protect Atlas from the Grimm and those who would do it harm, then good.

Except then the Grimm had vanished. And suddenly, Atlas' only enemies were other humans. Now in all fairness, Pietro fully believed that Mistral had started this fight. Maybe they weren't the ones to outright declare war, but they'd certainly provoked it. The Grimm had disappeared practically overnight, opening up a whole new world of possibilities, quite literally. And yet, what did the people over in Mistral decide to do? Rather than focusing their attention on settling lands that had long been infested by the Grimm, they'd started making preparations to invade the other Kingdoms.

Ultimately, Atlas and Vale had had no choice. Pietro still firmly believed that. However… while the patriot in him wanted to support Atlas, the father in him had become… weary, for lack of a better word.

Penny was gone. Missing. Oh, Ironwood might say otherwise, that she was on a top secret mission for the General that Pietro didn't have the clearance to know about. But Pietro knew better. Especially because Penny's trackers, even the ones that the General didn't know about, had all been disabled. Which meant only one thing, more than likely. His creation… his child was dead.

And yet, Pietro couldn't even properly mourn. Because not only did General Ironwood continue to insist that Penny was perfectly fine and just away on a very long-term mission, but the man also wouldn't leave Pietro alone. His pharmacy where he fitted civilians and hunters with prosthetics of all types had been closed since the war started, and Pietro himself had been conscripted into providing his services to the Atlesian Military for as long as they were necessary.

This in and of itself was not so terrible given the aforementioned patriotism. And Pietro was all too happy to supply young soldiers with new arms or legs. After all, they didn't deserve to be crippled for the rest of their lives. None of them did.

But… this latest order was a bit beyond the pale. Pietro had heard, just like everyone else in Atlas at this point, that Jacques Schnee himself had been assassinated by White Fang Insurgents. However, he'd also heard, due to his circumstances, information that NOT everyone else in Atlas was privy to. Like for instance, that Willow Schnee had taken over as CEO immediately after her husband's death and prioritized pulling the SDC out of Atlas' war above all else.

How did Pietro know this to be an absolute fact? Well, because he was apparently the peace offering that General Ironwood had decided would keep Willow Schnee and her new version of the SDC onboard. Apparently, he was the sacrificial lamb that would keep the SDC from breaking all of their contracts with the Atlesian Military… something that the company, which had been INCREDIBLY enriched by the disappearance of the Grimm, was apparently fully prepared to do.

"Right this way, Dr. Polendina. Your laboratory is right through here."

And so Pietro found himself in the depths of the SDC building, following along behind Willow Schnee herself. Why the new CEO was the one escorting him, Pietro didn't fully know. But then, he also didn't know why the SDC wanted him so badly. He had only ever really dabbled when it came to Dust, so really… it didn't quite make sense.

"Of course, Mrs. Schnee. Though I have to wonder… what exactly do you want me working on? Nobody has been able to tell me so far."

As his four-legged chair follows after her, Willow looks back over her shoulder and tilts her head to the side.

"Why, Applications for Dust in Atlesian Robotics, of course."

"Yes, yes… that's what the line is. But that doesn't really TELL me anything. It's… it's gobbledygook!"

Willow just smiles mysteriously at that… and then steps into another room, forcing Pietro to follow her. To his surprise, the laboratory she leads him into IS well-equipped. State of the Art in fact. Even where the Atlesian Military had him working wasn't as good as this. However, he doesn't see much to do with Dust anymore. In fact, this place looks like it was purely made with robotics in mind…

Before Pietro can comment on that, however, he finds himself confronted by the room's sole occupant before he and Mrs. Schnee entered. A blond, blue-eyed young man in a suit steps forward and pierces Pietro clean through with his gaze.

"Hello Dr. Polendina."


Chapter 53: Reunions

A/N: Willow's POV of Jaune and Pietro's first meeting~

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You know, for a little bit Willow Schnee had been worried. She'd wondered if killing her husband might change her for the worse. What if murdering Jacques awakened something inside of her… something bloodthirsty? What if she found herself wanting to kill again, dealing with dark urges that left her on the edge of going postal?

Or perhaps things could have gone the other way. Perhaps she could have realized what a mistake it was to kill him only after the deed was done. Murdering him and then belatedly realizing that she loved him could have sent Willow into a downward spiral of depression, from which there would have been no escape.

Obviously, neither of those things happened. And maybe that was a lesson in and of itself. Maybe… maybe some people simply needed killing. Willow didn't suddenly feel like a serial killer looking for her next victim, but she also didn't feel any guilt or shame over ending Jacques' life. Removing Jacques from this world was… it was akin to taking out the trash in the end. Of course, given her incredibly privileged and spoiled lifestyle, it was fair to say that Willow had never killed OR taken out the trash before her and Jacques' fateful garden rendezvous.

But then, she also hadn't ever been fucked on her back on a conference table in the depths of the SDC Headquarters either, and now that had happened as well. Needless to say, there'd been a lot of firsts ever since Jaune came barreling into her life. And Willow can't bring herself to mind all that much.

Still, she had to admit to some curiosity. She didn't actually know WHY Jaune wanted Doctor Pietro Polendina so badly. Sure, he was a brilliant scientist… but Atlas was full of brilliant scientists. In fact, the SDC's very own R&D department had the cream of the crop, from what she understood. Jacques was many things, most of them despicable, but he was also a fairly capable headhunter when it came to increasing the SDC's power… and thus HIS power.

And yet, it was Dr. Polendina that Jaune had her push for. It was Dr. Polendina that he'd had her use the SDC's contracts with the Atlesian Military to snag. And it was Dr. Polendina who stood before Jaune now, with the blue-eyed blonde smiling at him quite mysteriously. A shiver runs down Willow's spine at that smile and she almost begins to daydream right there on the spot. But unfortunately, she's taken out of the fantasy before it can really get going as Pietro looks between her and Jaune with a furrowed brow.

"… Yes? Do I know you, young man? Err… is this supposed to be my assistant or something, Mrs. Schnee? I must admit, I would prefer to be able to choose my own assistant or not have one at all, if possible…"

Willow smiles at that and then gives Jaune a curious look. When he nods to her, she giggles and shakes her head.

"No, Dr. Polendina. This is not your new assistant. This is my new bodyguard, Jaune. He's also the one who pushed for me to recruit you from the Atlesian Military at all costs."

That causes the good doctor to go wide-eyed as he looks at Jaune in a new light. However, before Pietro can muster a response, Jaune speaks up first.

"Tell me, Dr. Polendina… if you COULD choose your own assistant, who would you want it to be? Your daughter, perhaps?"

His daughter? Willow finds herself more and more curious by the second. Meanwhile, Pietro looks positively alarmed now, as well as floored by Jaune's words. He also takes way too long to respond, long enough that even Willow could have guessed something was up.

"I don't… I don't know what you're talking about, young man. I am notoriously childless."

Jaune just tilts his head to the side, his blue eyes flashing as he chuckles darkly.

"Are you, doctor? I certainly hope not. If you didn't consider Penny to be your daughter, I think I would be quite… disappointed in you."

This renders Pietro speechless for a moment, while Willow is left continuing to slowly put together a puzzle. Whoever Penny was, she was both Pietro's daughter and maybe not? Had the man disowned her or something? But then, how did Jaune know about her?

"Then again, you clearly knew who I meant the moment I spoke of you having a daughter. It would seem you're simply doing your best to put on a brave face… when we both know that Penny was always more than a project to you."

That finally garners another reaction from Pietro, as he slams a fist into one of the arms of his chair and growls angrily, his aura blazing to life around him.

"What do you know about Penny? Where is she?"

But Jaune isn't intimidated. And he doesn't back down, either.

"Where is your daughter, you mean?"

"YES! Yes, Penny is my daughter! There, are you happy?! Now tell me what you know!"

Here, Jaune's smile drops and his face becomes almost… shrouded in a way.

"I know that she's dead, Doctor. Because Ironwood sent her on a suicide mission."

Willow freezes in place. The General? Again. But… but her daughters were both fine despite Ironwood playing with their lives. Why had Pietro's daughter not survived? She didn't understand.

Pietro, meanwhile, tenses for a moment as well… before slumping back into his chair, suddenly looking exhausted beyond belief. Jaune peers at him closely for a moment before humming and nodding.

"… But then you already knew that didn't you? You already knew she was lost even if I doubt Ironwood has given you a straight answer to her fate."

"Yes… yes, I knew. Her sensors, even the ones tied to my personal systems that General Ironwood didn't know about… they went dark. So yes, I assumed… I suspected… but at the same time I didn't want to believe it. That she was dead."

Now Willow feels a little tinge of confusion. Sensors? What does that even mean? Was his daughter hooked up to some sort of tracking system? Hah, Willow almost wished she could have done the same to her daughters. That would have been nice…

"Not just dead, Pietro. Sent to die."

Jaune's grave voice leaves both Willow and Pietro looking at him. Of course, it's Dr. Polendina who actually asks for clarification.

"… What do you mean by that, young man?"

Spreading his hands apart, Jaune speaks matter-of-factly to the good doctor.

"It's just as I said. From the very beginning, Penny Polendina's last mission was a suicide mission. General Ironwood KNEW that he was sending her to her death and that even in the best case scenario, there was no chance of her survival. He did it anyways, perhaps because he thought that her support would make the mission slightly more likely to succeed. Your daughter, Pietro, was used up like a resource by our dear General. She was spent on a task he considered more important than her continued existence, regardless of how unique that existence was."

Willow's heart breaks at the expression on Pietro Polendina's face. The closest she's come to what he's currently feeling were the moments between Jaune having her try to contact her daughters and then him telling her they were both alright. She'd legitimately felt like her whole world was coming down around her, but in the end he'd saved her. He'd saved her in so many ways.

It made the Schnee Matriarch wonder exactly what Jaune was trying to accomplish here. Why had he had her bring him Dr. Polendina? If it was just to throw the death of the man's daughter in his face, Willow might need to have words with the blond young man. Pietro apparently has similar thoughts, because his voice sounds broken and defeated as he sits in his chair, looking so much smaller than before.

"Why… why are you telling me this?"

There's a pause, before the smile returns to Jaune's face. And… it's a surprisingly kind smile too. Pitying in a way.

"I wished to get your measure; I suppose. Before I decided my next steps. I wanted to find out what sort of man you were, Pietro Polendina. And I needed to know just how you saw your creation. After all… Winter Schnee is quite certain that you can repair Penny, if I give you the chance. But I needed to know whether to give you the hard sell or the soft sell."

Wait, what? Willow is thoroughly confused now. Pietro, meanwhile, looks floored. So she takes the moment of silence to step forward and finally speak up.

"… Just who is this Penny, exactly? One moment you talk about her like she's a real person, the next it sounds like she's some sort of project or piece of technology!"

Jaune glances her way but doesn't seem too perturbed by her question. He inclines his head towards Pietro Polendina, shrugging his shoulders.

"A while back, Dr. Polendina here managed to infuse a gynoid with part of his aura… effectively granting her a soul and thus life. Her name was Penny and while she was fully robotic with no flesh or blood, she was still very much a person from what your eldest daughter tells me, Willow. But the project that gave Penny 'life' was military in nature. Meaning that when all was said and done, General Ironwood kept 'custody' while Pietro retired to run his clinic."

That… Willow turns a disapproving frown in Pietro's direction, suddenly seeing him in a new light. Then again, even if part of her wants to lay into him… how can she? Especially when she entrusted BOTH of her daughters to General Ironwood as well. In that light, Willow finds herself feeling an odd sort of kinship with Pietro Polendina, leading to her stepping over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder to give it a comforting squeeze.

"It seems we both trusted the wrong man with our children, Doctor."

The look Pietro gives her is one of surprise and appreciation, even as he lets out a shuddering breath.

"… Yes, we did. But now… now it sounds like we have a chance to rectify that error. Young man. You spoke of an opportunity to repair Penny?"

Jaune just nods.

"Indeed. I wanted to make sure you weren't going to spill the beans to Ironwood the first chance you got… as of right now, the General believes Penny's mission was a success. That she died, but she died accomplishing HIS goals. She did not. She died in vain, accomplishing nothing… but so long as he continues to believe what he believes, we are all safer for it… Penny included."

Pietro's jaw clenches in determination and he nods sharply at that.

"Agreed. If Penny can be repaired… she can also be modified. I can remove the Atlesian Military's additions to her chassis and software. I can remove all traces of their control over her. That way, when we bring her back online, she will never be beholden to the General or his military apparatus, ever again."

Pietro looks down in his hands after that declaration, grimacing in deep emotional pain.

"… I thought we were doing what was right. I thought that supporting Atlas was for the best. I was a patriot. But… somehow, I can't even begin to doubt your words. That General Ironwood spent my daughter's life for nothing on some failed suicide mission and then tried to keep it from me… it's all too easy for me to believe. And so… I can no longer abide by his decisions. I can no longer be the patriot I thought I was. My daughter MUST come first… and if you can help me bring her back, you have my loyalty, young man."

Willow feels something like pride for the good doctor swell in her chest. He's right. All that matters now is her children. Her daughters specifically. Whitley… he'd be okay. He was still at home, still pampered and altogether spoiled. Something to worry about later, since she knew Jacques had been raising the boy in his image all his life. But Winter and Weiss… they needed Willow. They needed her to be better, to DO better. And so… she would.

Of course, just as she feels a sense of resolve to do what needs to be done, Jaune just nods and then pulls out a scroll and places a call. Both Willow and Pietro can only watch as he looks at whoever answers the call and gives them a nod.

"Go ahead and try to open the portal. I'm curious to see how far Raven and I have come."

Before Willow can even begin parsing that statement, there's a sudden burst in the air behind Jaune. He turns to regard it as the burst slowly swirls open into a proper tear in the middle of the air, growing and growing. A portal, he'd called it. And indeed, that's precisely what it is. By the time the portal is done growing, it's big enough that even Pietro in his spider-limbed chair could go through it.

On the other side, Willow sees a red-eyed, raven-haired woman with sweat on her brow. She blushes when she makes eye contact with Jaune and the blond young man grins at her.

"Heh. Guess we've come pretty far, haven't we Raven?"

Her blush intensifying, the red eyed woman averts her gaze. Meanwhile… the three of them step through. Jaune leads the way, Pietro follows… and seeing as the portal doesn't close behind him, Willow does as well. Only then does Raven pull her sword back, letting the portal collapse.

They're in another lab, one that's outfitted almost identically to the one they've just left behind. Jaune HAD had Willow send a bunch of equipment via automated drone to some random location in the middle of a wasteland, but she hadn't known where any of it was going. Now though… well, it seems she's found out what he did with it all.

Indeed, this lab is identical to the other one in every way except for one… laid out on a table nearby is a broken robot girl, her body half-dismantled but her humanoid features still quite visible.

"Penny!"

As Dr. Polendina rushes to his daughter's side, Willow watches on, hoping against hope that he can fix her… repair her. However, she doesn't get to watch for long because… well, a familiar voice calls out from the side, pulling her attention away.

"Mother."

Willow Schnee turns with a sinking feeling in her gut and regards her eldest daughter. Winter Schnee looks back at her, her expression unreadable, her face somewhat stony. She stares at Willow with neither condemnation nor judgment in her eyes, but what is there… Willow can't say. Her own daughter almost feels like a stranger as they stand across from one another. And yet… was Willow not the reason for that? Had she not been a terrible mother, vanishing into a wine bottle and doing very little to raise Winter or Weiss properly?

Her youngest is nowhere to be seen… and Willow is almost grateful for that, even as Winter stares her down. Doesn't mean she knows what the fuck to do, however.


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