Silver Eyes Ch. 18 (RWBY)

A/N: People been wondering who could get involved from Vale while forgetting this is an AU. The real question is... how much of an AU? And how reliable is Glynda's knowledge really? Hmmm...

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“I have news for you, Cole.”

The sheer number of times Cole had found himself called to the Headmistress’ Office since coming to Beacon would probably have been deeply concerning in any other context. But at this point, it was just par for the course. Fortunately, Glynda was smart enough not to make it too public whenever she had him come visit her.

He’d been at Beacon for a couple weeks now and Cole could even say he was beginning to settle in even. Things with his team were better than ever, and things with his education were progressing apace. He was still behind the others in some ways, but with Goodwitch’s personal instruction he was fast overtaking them in others.

Cole’s Aura hadn’t been increased too much yet from all of the babymaking sex he’d been having with Glynda and Amber, but it still gave him a noticeable advantage in spars. With the former thief being more than willing to use underhanded tactics on top of that, he was swiftly becoming the bane of everyone else’s existence when it came to duking it out in practice.

Standing across from Glynda, Cole raises an eyebrow when she opens with news instead of starting to strip down like most of these 'visits’ wound up resulting in.

“Oh? What kind of news?”

Smirking, Glynda reaches down and places a hand on her abdomen in an unmistakable move.

“First and foremost… it’s official. I’m now pregnant. Congratulations… on both the payday and impending fatherhood.”

Cole’s eyes widen at that. Huh. That was… well, he’d always known it was coming so he wasn’t too surprised. Still, it was a big deal wasn’t it?

“… I see.”

Glynda smirks.

“Not to worry. Our baby will have the best care imaginable. I’m not expecting you to be truly active in their life either… especially when, if everything goes to plan, you’ll be a father to dozens if not hundreds of similar offspring.”

Cole swallows at that. Yeah, that was the plan. Little daunting to think about though.

“There’s other news as well though. I have arranged for the first of hopefully many women to be bred by you here in Vale. Amber and I can’t carry this out alone, not when each pregnancy will take us nine months apiece. There will of course need to be others… and you will be paid your normal rate for each and every one.”

Right. Cole had known that was coming as well, and frankly he wasn’t at all turned off by the idea of making money off of knocking up strangers. Though at the same time…

“I’d at least like to know who it is before I completely agree to this. Do you have a photo?”

Cole didn’t like to think himself vain. He just wanted to know ahead of time if he was expected to impregnate someone ugly or fat, just so he could manage his own reaction before meeting them.

“Of course. I have a photo and some information on her right here.”

Pulling open a file, Glynda pulls out a picture and slides it across the desk to him as Cole steps forward and peers down at it. Green hair, red eyes, and dark skin… but definitely not ugly or fat. In fact, she’s quite the exotic beauty Cole has to admit. With her light green hair done up in a tight ponytail, the woman in the photo is dressed in what looks to be secretarial attire.

“This is Emerald Sustrai. She’s the personal assistant to the CEO of Fall Industries here in the Kingdom. You might have heard of them?”

Fall Industries... yeah, Cole had heard of them. He raises an eyebrow at Glynda.

“You know Fall Industries is a front for the Ember Mafia, right? Please tell me you’re aware of at least that much.”

To her credit, the Headmistress doesn’t so much as flinch at his words. Smirking slightly, Glynda shrugs her shoulders.

“I am aware of a great many things in the Kingdom of Vale, Cole. And I have a great many connections with those that others might consider… unsavory. The true enemy is too big of a threat not to take advantage of those connections.”

Huh, well damn.

“As well, Ms. Sustrai here is part of the legitimate side of Fall Industries. Despite its ties to the Mafia, Fall Industries is still a powerhouse of production and business in its own right. The CEO, one Miss Cinder Fall, has divorced herself from the antics of the Ember Mafia as much as possible. Perhaps there might even be a path to turning her to the side of good entirely if we’re lucky… but that’s not your job, Cole.”

Reaching out, Glynda taps the picture of Emerald pointedly.

“She is your job. When I sent out feelers to look for individuals who might be interested in what we’re after, I gave my agents two different pitches to use. The first one was for those who might be seeking a bit more personal power via the Aura Boosting part of your semblance. The second pitch was for those who might be looking to become mothers. Ms. Sustrai falls into the latter category.”

Cole furrows his brow at that.

“Really? A personal assistant wants to have a child with a complete stranger?”

It seemed a little strange. On the one hand, it made sense that a PA wouldn’t need stronger Aura, if she even had her Aura awakened in the first place. On the other hand, weren’t PAs usually super busy with their work? Did she have time for a baby?

“She’s paid quite well for her work and apparently has struck out multiple times with dating. I’ve done my research Cole… she’s perfect for our purposes. You’ll be going to the Valean Hotel this weekend and meeting her in the penthouse suite for the first… session. If you can, try and knock her up over the weekend. If it doesn’t take, then we’ll have to try again next weekend.”

Cole hums… but in the end, he’s not being paid to think is he? No, he’s being paid to fuck silver-eyed babies into women. And at least Emerald Sustrai is a beautiful babe. She’s a little severe looking admittedly, but hopefully once she’s naked and lets her hair down, that severe look she’s giving the camera will drop off her face. Either way…

“Sounds good to me.”

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The weekend arrives quickly enough. Friday night, having explained to his team that he’d be out of contact all weekend long because of something the Headmistress needed him for that he wasn’t ‘allowed to talk about’, Cole had left Beacon behind in a bullhead flown by Amber.

They make good time to the Valean Hotel, which admittedly is the nicest hotel in all of the City of Vale. So nice, in fact, that it has its own docking hangar for the bullhead where Amber parks and hops out with him.

“Oh? Coming to watch?”

Amber blushes but shakes her head.

“A-Ah… n-no… I mean, not unless you want me to? No, that’d be silly… Ms. Sustrai probably wouldn’t want me watching either. But I’ll still be nearby, and if you need me, don’t hesitate to call for me, alright? The Headmistress doesn’t want anything happening to you, so while the Valean should be completely safe, I’m your backup just in case.”

Cole chuckles and decides to be spontaneous. He steps up to Amber, slides a hand through her hair and along the back of her head, and pulls her into a deep, tongue-filled kiss. Amber squeaks before all but melting into the kiss. Despite being older than him, she was just way too easy to handle. When they finally break apart for air, Cole gives her a wink.

“Don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll have knocked you up any day now too… but until then, we’ll just have to keep trying.”

Amber sputters and blushes profusely at that, and Cole just grins as he leaves her behind and heads up to the penthouse suite. He knows she eventually follows after him, and he’s happy to have her close by in case he does need backup… but he’s not really expecting to need anything. For all that Fall Industries is tied to mafia activities, Glynda was right in that a large section of the company is completely legit. Emerald Sustrai is just a simple Personal Assistant. What were the odds that SHE was some kind of criminal?

The elevator doors ding open as he finally arrives and a moment later Cole is stepping off not into another hallway, but into the penthouse itself. Emerald is already there waiting for him, her hair still pulled back into that tight professional ponytail and her white blouse and black pencil skirt making it seem like she just came from the office… which she probably did.

She’s also nursing a glass of some sort of alcohol from the look of things, making Cole raise an eyebrow as he walks over. Her red eyes flicker to him and she stiffens up at his presence.

“Ms. Sustrai? I was told you would be expecting me.”

“… Yes. Yes, I was. Ahem. You must be Mister Cobalt. I suppose we should get started then.”

Cole watches as, despite her words, Emerald doesn’t immediately move to do anything for a long moment. Finally though, she knocks back the glass in her hand, draining it in one fell swoop before beginning to work open the buttons of her blouse. She does so rather methodically and mechanically. She doesn’t seem nervous at least, though she does seem to be in a bit of a rush.

“I’m happy to start whenever, but just so we’re on the same page… we are spending the entire weekend together, yes?”

Pausing, the young businesswoman bites her lower lip.

“… Yes. I’ve taken off work until Monday and the suite is paid for through Sunday.”

Cole smiles.

“Then there’s no reason to rush into things. Do you want to talk first? Get to know each other a little bit beforehand?”

Her blouse already half-unbuttoned and the red lacy bra she’s wearing visible underneath; the dark-skinned woman hesitates for a moment before slowly nodding and buttoning herself back up.

“I… suppose we could, yes. Would you like a drink Mr. Cobalt?”

That causes his smile to morph into a wide grin.

“I’d love one, Ms. Sustrai.”

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“Ms. Fall is an excellent boss. The best I could ever hope for. But some of the other executives in the company leave a LOT to be desired. Ugh, sometimes I just wish I could throw them out of a window… twenty stories up.”

Cole laughs lightly at Emerald’s quip, bringing a smile to the slightly inebriated woman’s face. They’d been chatting and drinking together for about an hour now and Emerald has loosened up considerably in that time. The conversation has stayed relatively surface level and has been more about her than him at the end of the day. Which is good, because Cole doesn’t necessarily want to broadcast that he’s attending Beacon, nor does he want to deal with questions like why he’s wearing sunglasses indoors.

Finishing off another drink, Emerald peers at him for a moment.

“You know… you’re different than I thought you would be. I figured someone like you, selling a service like yours… I figured you would be very brusque, upfront, and business-like about things. Instead, you’ve… well, you’ve gone out of your way to make sure I’m relaxed and comfortable, haven’t you?”

Cole just shrugs.

“I could maybe site some studies that found pregnancies were more likely when the woman was less stressed and more relaxed. But honestly, I just find the act more enjoyable when the woman is fully on board with it. There’s no need for you to come away from this experience with bad memories, now is there?”

Smiling softly, Emerald shakes her head.

“I suppose you’re right.”

Then, reaching up, she pulls her hair out of the ponytail, letting it cascade freely down her shoulders. Honestly? She looks just as hot with her hair down as she does with it up. There’s something to be said about the professional Personal Assistant look… but there’s also something rather womanly about this beautiful dark-skinned babe in front of him.

This time, Emerald watches him watch her as she unbuttons her blouse and shucks it off of her shoulders. Then, she reaches down and pulls off her pencil skirt in a practiced move that leaves her standing there in nothing but red lacy lingerie.

“L-Like it?”

Grinning, Cole steps towards her.

“Love it.”

His hands fall to her waist and hers go to his shoulders as he kisses her right then and there. She doesn’t seem to know what to make of it… of the fact that he’s making out with her instead of rushing to do the deed. Despite making it abundantly clear that he’s happy to take his time, she’s still a little confused it would seem.

Eventually though, her hands on his shoulders begin to move down and she starts stripping him as well. Cole helps her get him naked, his shirt coming off first and then his shoes and pants following. Finally, they make their way over to penthouse suite’s master bedroom, both in nothing but their underwear. But of course, they need to be in their birthday suits if they want to do the deed.

As a show of good faith, Cole kicks his boxers off first, causing Emerald to pause and stare down at his hardening cock for a moment in a stupor. Then, almost like she’s in a trance, she reaches back behind herself and unhooks her bra, tugging it off to reveal her chocolate breasts. Followed by hooking her thumbs into her panties and yanking those down as well.

Finally, the two of them fall to the bed together, Emerald on her back and spreading her legs for him while Cole moves over her and slides up between her thighs. He’s inside of her a moment later, his cock filling her slit as they begin the first ‘session’ of the weekend. Honestly, she feels amazing wrapped around his cock and Cole already knows he’s going to enjoy this immensely.

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A/N: And yes, there are supposed to be two mystery options. I'm feeling particularly evil about this I suppose :v