Silver Eyes Ch. 12 (RWBY)

A/N: Caught by Glynda. Being Weiss is suffering so far lol.

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“Miss Xiao Long! Miss Schnee! What in the world do you think you’re doing?!”

Weiss’ entire life flashes before her eyes as Glynda Goodwitch, Headmistress of Beacon Academy, stomps down the hallway in their direction. Panic wells up inside of her at being caught, along with… arousal? Slamming down on that particular feeling as hard as she can, Weiss throws a frantic look up at Yang, hoping the blonde might have some way of getting them out of this.

… Which is when Weiss discovers things are so much worse than she’d originally thought. Because unlike Weiss, Yang hadn’t been content with just watching Cole and Blake go at it. At some point in between Weiss getting down on her knees to get a better view through the crack in the door and Goodwitch coming upon them, Yang had pulled up her top and freed her breasts from their confines.

She’d also gone ahead and stuffed a hand down her shorts for good measure, clearly masturbating to what she was witnessing. Except, Weiss can only imagine how it might look from to an outside observer’s eyes. Sure, Weiss was turned away from Yang and facing the door, but at a cursory glance all anyone would see was Weiss Schnee on her knees while Yang loomed over her while masturbating.

Oh god. Her life was over. It was officially over.

Glynda finally arrives in front of them, looking distinctly outraged as she crosses her arms over her chest and looks between them with an extremely flinty set of eyes.

“Well? I’m waiting!”

But before either Weiss or Yang can possibly offer up an explanation for their actions that maybe doesn’t throw their teammates under the bus too (though Weiss is honestly ambivalent on protecting Cole and Blake from Glynda’s wrath at this point) the sounds from inside of the room beyond finally reach the Headmistress’ ears.

Glynda freezes up as the noises caused by Cole and Blake’s intense coitus drift out of the crack in the door. Suddenly, Yang and Weiss might as well not exist as she takes a step forward, grabs the door to the lecture hall, and throws it open to reveal the two fornicating within.

Said fornication continues apace for a handful of moments as Glynda just stares wordlessly in silence, neither Cole nor Blake noticing her presence. The silence continues just long enough for Weiss to start to squirm and wonder if their Headmistress has broken down or something, like the machine she sometimes seemed to emulate. But then…

“Mister Cobalt! Miss Belladonna! Cease this at once!”

Glynda’s voice is like a cannon shot across the bows of Cole and Blake’s ‘ship’. Blake startles the worst, though Cole is also clearly caught off guard by the Headmistress’ presence. And yet, he pauses for a moment… almost like he’s considering telling Glynda NO of all things.

Thankfully for Weiss’ heart and her rapidly dwindling chances of continuing to study at Beacon, he doesn’t do that. Instead, after a long moment, Cole pulls out of Blake’s sopping cunt with a wet squelching sound, his rock hard cock swaying back and forth in front of all of them as he stands there quietly.

Weiss tries not to stare. This is a serious situation after all, and she’s half-expecting Glynda to say they’ve all been expelled any second now despite the strange things Cole had said earlier.

… But instead, after looking at them all for a moment (but Cole and Blake the longest), Glynda lets out an explosive sigh.

“You are all adults in the eyes of the Kingdom of Vale. Meaning that I have no right to tell you who you can and cannot take into your beds. However, I am the Headmistress of Beacon, and I very much can enforce rules outside of those beds. You will not fornicate anywhere that I catch you going forward, or there will be dire consequences.”

Will be. Implying there wouldn’t be now?! Weiss could hardly believe her ears! Where was the punishment? Where was the expulsion? She should already be out on her ass and on her way back to Atlas at this point!

“As well, you should avoid impregnation at all costs. At this stage in your education, becoming pregnant will not keep you from becoming full-fledged hunters down the road, but it WILL slow down your journeys immensely and lead to your entire team being held back for months as a result. Trust me, you do not wish to be dealing with a baby while also dealing with your courseload here at Beacon.”

That was… more than fair! And yet, it sounded like Headmistress Goodwitch was all but giving them tacit permission to continue the things Weiss and Yang had caught Cole and Blake doing! Almost as if she thought that Team CWBY’s dorm room was going to be some… some sort of depraved den of debauchery and n-nightly foursomes!

Weiss wants to protest… but the words catch in her throat and she finds she can’t quite get them out. Instead, she stays silent along with all the others as Glynda gives them one last sweeping look before speaking again.

“Miss Belladonna, Miss Schnee, and Miss Xiao Long. Return to your dorm and do not leave it for the rest of the night. Mister Cobalt. With me.”

With that, Glynda turns on her heel and begins to walk away, just like that. Weiss gapes at the Headmistress’ back. She gapes even harder when Cole just shrugs, pulls his pants back up, and follows after her.

That… that was it?! They’d effectively just been sent to their rooms without dinner for the evening. That was their punishment?!

… Just what sort of relationship did Weiss’ new team leader have with the Headmistress that they were basically getting off with what amounted to a slap on the wrist?!

Not that this wasn’t all still incredibly mortifying for Weiss as she, Yang, and Blake all silently walk back to their dorm without saying a word. She’d never been more ashamed or humiliated in her life. And never more aro- no! Bad Weiss!

… Oh god, she was doomed, wasn’t she?

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Cole may have gone a little overboard with Blake, admittedly. Too hard, too fast. Though not as far as the spy herself was concerned. He’d figured after catching her watching him and Amber the night before, that she would maybe be into a forceful man taking control and dominating her.

And he’d been right. Blake had fallen for his bullshit hook, line, and sinker. Though, Cole still didn’t fully understand WHY Blake seemed so desperate to stay on his team. It went beyond just physical attraction, though there was very clearly plenty of that.

In the end though, he’d still gone too hard, too fast… because somehow Weiss and Yang had managed to follow them without him noticing. And then, because those two were spying on them, Goodwitch had stumbled across them as well. Now, here he was in the Headmistress’ Office for the second time in two days. If he actually cared about becoming a huntsman, he’d probably be sweating buckets right now. As it is, he just watches as Glynda collapses into the chair behind her desk and groans, cradling her head with one hand.

“What am I going to do with you, Cole…”

Cole snorts derisively.

“You could start by not trying to assign spies to keep tabs on me. I’m already here under your thumb as is. Belladonna’s addition is overbearing.”

Glynda shakes her head though, clearly disagreeing.

“Blake Belladonna is not a ‘spy’, Cole. She’s meant to be more of a bodyguard. She doesn’t know the specifics, but she does know how important you are. If needs must, she’ll lay her life on the line to protect you.”

But why? Oh sure, he understood why Glynda wanted Blake to basically be ready to take a bullet for him, but why was Blake so willing to do so?! It couldn’t just be the physical attraction. It went beyond that, for sure.

Seeming to sense his confusion and disquiet, Glynda clears her throat.

“Blake Belladonna… is a troubled woman with a troubled past. Needless to say, she has skeletons in her closet… dare I say it, skeletons bigger than your own. Part of my allowing her to be here at Beacon involves not just cutting all ties to that checkered past of hers but also making her show she’s dedicated to changing for the better… and that includes looking after you.”

Bigger than his own? What, was she some kind of serial killer or something? Suddenly, Cole isn’t so sure what to make of the raven-haired woman he was just fucking fifteen minutes ago. She didn’t seem like a killer to him though. Needless to say, he’s tempted to demand further clarification… but he doesn’t necessarily want to give Glynda any more power over him that she already has.

“… If she was meant to be a bodyguard, I should have been told about her. I’ve agreed to pretty much everything else you’ve asked of me, haven’t I? If you’d told me ahead of time, I would have probably gone along with it more easily. But you tried to keep her true nature from me. That’s what makes her a spy and not just ‘additional security’.”

He can tell his words hit home with the beautiful buxom blonde. Glynda is quiet for a long moment… before finally changing the subject altogether.

“You will refrain from knocking up any of your teammates or indeed any woman of your age attending Beacon this year.”

Cole stiffens a little bit at the demand, frowning a little bit. Despite just pointing out how he’s been doing pretty much everything she asked of him so far, Cole’s first inclination is to reject her orders this time around, maybe with some sort of flippant comment about ‘what happens will happen’. But he bites his tongue because… well, he kind of feels like a jackass now with what happened with Blake.

Sure, he’s still mad at Glynda for effectively setting Blake to spy on him… but from the sound of things, whatever checkered past Blake has, she’s only allowed to attend Beacon so long as she’s on his team and doing Glynda’s bidding. Her desperation makes a lot more sense now and while Cole’s life experience has taught him not to let himself feel bad for others… it’s happening now all the same.

Of course, even silence isn’t what Glynda is looking for apparently. Giving him a distinct Look, the Beacon Headmistress sighs and adds a little bit of bite to her bark.

“If you do wind up getting any woman attending Beacon pregnant without my express permission, I will dock your pay for the breedings I actually need you to perform. I won’t deny the importance of spreading your genes far and wide, Cole. I’m currently in talks with multiple interested parties about having you do exactly that beyond just myself and Amber. However, the women on your team and the other teams here at Beacon are training to be huntresses one and all. They cannot afford distractions like a nine month long pregnancy at this point in time.”

Ugh. That was… fair, Cole had to admit. He wants to rail against it, to find a way to frame it all as an injustice, but the truth is, he gets it. He understands where Glynda is coming from. And he can’t deny that she’s right.

“… I understand.”

Glynda looks relieved at that, even as she nods.

“Good, and while I will make sure everyone knows that birth control is free to all those attending Beacon, I should also point out that Aura makes most forms of civilian birth control extremely spotty. On the one hand, this does mean that huntsman are more likely to reproduce than anything, and that’s a good thing considering that we are one of the last lines of defense against the Grimm. But on the other hand, it means you cannot expect to be able to creampie your teammates with impunity.”

Cole can’t help but flush a little bit at that.

“Who said I was going to fuck Xiao Long or Schnee anyways?”

Here, Glynda gives him another look. This one is far more knowing though, even as she rises from her chair and circles around her desk until she’s standing in front of it and staring him down.

“Given what I caught those two doing when I found you… it’s really only a matter of time. While I would appreciate you refraining from turning your team into a personal harem for as long as possible, I know better than to forbid you from doing it altogether. Just don’t get them pregnant. That’s all I ask. Even if I would prefer that not a single one of your loads went to waste. Even if I would prefer it… if every single one of your loads wound up right here.”

As she was talking, Glynda’s hands were moving. Cole can’t help but stare as the Headmistress strips off her pencil skirt while lecturing him and pulls aside her panties. By the time she reaches the word ‘here’, Glynda Goodwitch has hopped up onto her own desk, spread her legs wide, and used her fingers to splay her pussy lips apart for him to see.

Cole swallows thickly. Part of him is tempted to just reject her and say he’s not in the mood. But they would both know that was coming from a place of petulance instead of truth. Because the truth was, Glynda had all but blue balled him back there, making him pull out before he could cum inside of Blake.

In hindsight, Cole was grateful she stopped him when he did. He had no desire to knock up his teammates and hurt their training or anything like that. Still, the end result was that it doesn’t take much more than this to get Cole rock hard and fully erect again.

… Fuck it. Every time he creampied Glynda was money in his pocket. He wasn’t going to let his irritation over the attempted spying stop him from making lien.

With a grunt, he frees his cock from its confines and steps forward. Time to earn some more dough by fucking Beacon’s Headmistress right here in her office, atop her own desk.