Persephone

Like, is making fun of Fred’s tiny penis every 2 minutes really a “mature” joke?

I know you watched IASIP and thought people being crass=funny. But Scooby-Doo and IASIP are two completely different things! And you are not supposed to like the gang in IASIP. That’s the whole point of the show! Why would you cast someone who’s known for playing the biggest sociopathic man child in tv history to play the all American good too shoes himbo?

I just don’t get how talking about cock and balls and saying the fuck word now qualifies as something being “mature?”

“Absolutely ridiculous! How could you even think that?!” Wulfric Schnee practically shouted as he shot up from his desk.

“Emerald is not a servant or a pet! She is my partner! My equal in every way!” The white-haired man continued to shout while making his way around the desk he'd been sitting at.

“I do not put my life above hers. She is magnificent, really.” Wulfric’s voice lowered as he began to reminisce. Memories of his dark skinned partner coming back to him.

“Emerald is just as strong as me. That is why she is apart of my team. Strength like hers is rare, and it is my job to cultivate it.” He continued to elaborate while his mind flash backed to the day they’d met.

…

“Excuse me, Miss. Just how did you do that…?” A sixteen-year-old Wulfric Schnee asked this question as he stopped down an alleyway on mantle’s streets.

The young boy looked down said alleyway and saw the young woman he’d been chasing.

An exotic girl with dark skin and long green hair. Her crimson red eyes darted between the wall behind her and the nicely dressed boy walking towards her.

Panicking, the girl reached for her weapons that lay across her lower back, but Wulfric was quick to stop her.

“Ata, ata, ata!” He chided her while removing his right hand that had been neatly folded behind his back. Holding his palm forward to stop her.

“We wouldn’t want them to hear you, now would we?” Wulfric then asked as they both heard the sound of guards approaching. The Schnee boys' personal security detail that he’d managed to slip just before finding this girl.

“What do you want?!” The girl then shouted at the boy in front of her. Making sure not to be too loud as to alert the guards.

“Well, for starters, I’d like my wallet back.” Wulfric confidently replied while pointing at the satchel around her waist. The thief protectively putting a hand over her loot. “It belonged to my father, and I’d hate for it to be stolen.”

“I didn’t steal anything! Just leave me alone!” She fired back at him with even more rage.

“And I already asked you my next question… Just how did you do that?” Wulfric repeated his original question to which the thief grew confused.

“Sleight of hand, patience, deception.” The white-haired boy began to explain while removing a single ring on his left hand. Fiddling with it for a bit before slipping it from his right hand into the palm of his left.

“Stealing is an art form; I know quite well.” Wulfric then open his left palm only to reveal the ring was gone. Until he held up his other hand and showed that it was now on his right finger. The dark-skinned girl rolling her eyes at this.

“But you didn’t do that.” He continued, nonetheless.

“You looked me right in the eye when we passed you by. Even smiled at me. Then, it was gone, and so were you.”

“So, how’d you do it…?” Wulfric finished his little speech while gazing down at the girl in front of him. The two now face to face.

“Wha… I…” The thief then stuttered for a moment as she had no idea what to say.

“Excuse me, dear.” Wulfric then cut her off as he quickly grabbed her shoulders and spun the both of them against a nearby dumpster. Wulfric pushing against her to keep the both of them hidden. Emerald finally noticing that more guards had just run past the alleyway.

“Sorry about that.” He quickly apologized after they separated. Emerald still being at a loss for words, but one question did come to her mind.

“What do you really want from me?” Wulfric simply chuckled at her question.

“Well, can we start with a name?” He then asked back while extending a hand towards the green-haired girl.

“I feel like we got off on the wrong foot, Miss…” The boy’s statement trailed off as he continued to patiently wait.

“Emerald.” The thief washed her hands of all this. Throwing caution to the wind.

“Emerald Sustrai.” Still, she wouldn’t shake his hand which he uncomfortably lowered.

“Well, Emerald. I take it you already know who I am.” The white-haired boy then confidently stated without a hint of arrogance. Emerald simply nodding in response.

“I’d say we have, maybe, thirty minutes till they find us… Let’s talk.”

…

“And I will always value her strength.” The now adult Wulfric Schnee finished his speech as his flashback ended.

Knock! Knock!

Then, as if on cue, the rhythmic sound of knocking was heard.

"Come in."

"Thank you, sir." The woman he'd been praising just a few moments ago walking into his office.

Emeral Sustrai had changed a lot since she'd met Wulfric Schnee. The young thief no longer needing to steal for food and clothes meant she'd learned proper etiquette and discipline from her adoptive family. Though, Jacques Schnee had been disapproving when his second oldest had come home with a brand-new stray on his arm. The old man's opinion hardly mattered now.

Emerald now carried herself with a level of refinement. She stood up straight and walked single file towards the Schnee man. Gone were her old (skimpier) clothes. Instead, she wore a traditional white Atlas military uniform and a white hat on top of her green hair. Said green hair was elegantly pulled into a long braid running down her spine.

"I've just finished the inspection you asked for." After striding towards Wulfric's desk. Emerald set down the files she'd brought him, records of the workers in his mines.

"Thank you, Ms. Sustrai." Wulfric responded in a professional tone. picking up the records and beginning to read his partners reports.

"Of course, sir." Emerald responded once more with his professional title. The dark-skinned girl bowing before turning to leave.

The interaction being what anyone would expect from an executive and his subordinate. Though they thought of each other as partner, Wulfric and Emerald had to keep the illusion of being just a CEO and a dutiful assistant. However, they were behind closed doors now, which meant Wulfric wasn't going to let her leave that easily.

"Emerald." The white-haired man called as he once more rose from his desk.

"Yes." Emerald began while opening up the door to exit.

Thud

Only to have the door quickly slammed shut beside her. Her "boss" trapping her with his body.

"Emerald, you do know how special you are to me...?" He then asked while glaring down at her. A single gloved hand moving up to cup the quivering girl's chin. "Right?"

"Of course, sir." Emerald replied in a startled voice. Much to Wulfric's dissapointment.

"Emerald... It's just us."

Click

His words were accompanied by the distinct metalic sound of the door locking beside her.

"There's no need for formalities, Em." Wulfric continued his assault by wrapping a single arm around her waist. Pulling the woman towards him till their hips met. Emerald only chuckling in response.

"I see, Wulf." Emerald finally dropped her professional demeanor as she leaned into the man before her. Wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I haven't been very appreciative of you, Em." Wulfric explained while reaching up and combing a hand through her green hair. Knocking her hat off in the process.

"I apologize for that." He continued while guiding her towards his desk.

"Please, allow me to make it up to you."

Both Christian Winters and his partner, Makoto Niijima would've liked to respond. Unfortunately, they were a little preoccupied.

The Japanese women had just thrown her captain through the door of his cabin. Christian stumbling a bit before refocusing on Makoto, the leather clad women kicking the door closed before slapping the lock on the side. Christian then smiled, understanding what would happen next. Makoto then striding forward and forcefully kissing her captain, before pushing him against the bed right behind him.

Christian's heart was racing as his first mate sat down on top of him, both her legs trapping him against the cushioned surface.

"Oh, Christian..." Makoto was the one that broke the silence as she confidently gazed down at her captain.

"If only the rest of the crew could see you like I do." The confident woman then reached down to cup his chin forcing him to look into her red eyes.

"After all, we all know...." Makoto once more trailed off as her other hand moved down Christian's body and grabbed his crotch. "Who's really in charge?"

"Yes, Queen." Christian replied with the Japanese women's preferred name while Makoto fully took off his pants.

"And who's that?” Makoto continued to question him while quite literally holding his manhood. Her skilled hand running up and down the length slowly to toy with him.

“You, Queen.” The captain quickly responded through ragged breath. Makoto always knew just the right way to touch him.

"And what do you say to your Queen?" She then asked her final question while sliding down to her knees. Still having a firm grip on his cock but now holding it directly in front of her face.

"Please, Queen!" Christian shouted as he only grew more aroused at feeling her warm breath against his penis. He wanted nothing more than to force her perfect pink lips around his cock, but he wouldn't dare raise a hand against her.

"Please, just-" The raven-haired boy began to plead again but was cut off mid-sentence when Makoto granted his wish. Fully taking him into her mouth.

The only sounds coming from both of them were hot moans. Christian simply relishing in the pleasure his first mate was giving him. Her perfect lips were like a hot vice trapping him in a world of pleasure.

Makoto cold always suck him off the best out of his entire crew. No matter how deep or how long. She seemed to never need oxygen. Her domineering attitude that came from years of Aikido training meant she always wanted to outdo herself. Which Christian was more than comfortable with.

His first mate’s hands then beginning to caress his full balls while she didn’t stop her sucking. The double stimulation meant his climax was rapidly approaching.

“I’m close!” Christian managed a few clear words threw him moans. Makoto responded by quickly removing her mouth from his cock. Her leather cover hands going back to stroking him.

“What do you say now?” Makoto then asked as she didn’t let up. The coarse leather of her hands feeling rough against his penis. Just the way Christian liked it.

“Please, Queen! Please let me cum!” Christian yelled again. Him balls wanting nothing more than to blow against his Queen’s pleasurable actions. But he wouldn’t dare blow without his Queen’s permission.

“You’ve been good Christian.” Makoto confidently spoke once again while slowly rising to sit next to him on the bed. Her hand still moving up and down his penis.

Once she was sat next to him, Makoto leaned over to her captain and captured his lips yet again. Once more dominating his mouth. Her tongue licking across his entire mouth. Christian allowing it to happen with joy as he sat there holding his climax back.

“Now.” Makoto whispered once they separated. Her lips catching the line of saliva that dangled between their lips.

“Cum.” She commanded as he screamed in pleasure. Makoto’s strokes slowing down as his cum erupted out on her leather covered body and onto their sheets.

Christian promptly falling back against the bed in exhaustion while Makoto just smiled, and began to lick his cum off her body. Trying to keep her leather outfit as cleans as possible.

“Thank you, Queen.” Christian the whispered between breaths as he felt Makoto lay down next to him. The two beginning to cuddle close.

“No problem, Captain.” Makoto then addressed him by his title while leaning in and kissing his ear. His preferred name coming out as a whisper, which had a profound effect on the Captain.

“But, you should know.” Christian began as his voice changed. Confidence building inside of him that had not be there before.

“I AM the Captain of this ship.” Christian raised his voice while taking action. Quickly rolling on-top of the bed and flipping Makoto onto her back. The formerly dominant woman growing surprised as she felt his hands land on either side of her head. His body now completely on top of her.

“That means I’m in charge of everyone on board.” Christian continued to speak with impeccable confidence as he moved his right hand off the bed and began to caress the girl’s cheek.

“That includes you… Makoto.” The raven-haired man then began to lightly grope her leather covered body. One hand feeling her tits, another caressing her pussy. All while Makoto squirmed and writhed in pleasure. The formerly dominant women now completely left to the man’s mercy.

“Is that so… Captain?” Makoto responded while closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side. Christian beginning to kiss her neck to add to her pleasure.

“Yes, it is, Makoto…” The pirate left his response hanging as he wanted her to linger on the name he’d called her.

“I’m the one in charge of you.” He continued while worming his hand past her leather pants and against her now wet pussy. His hand tenderly stroking the flesh while she began to moan.

“And, you’d best not forget that.”

“Aye aye, Captain.”

Christian’s assault slowed as the two kissed once more. This time, the kiss felt mutual. Both of them welcoming the other into their mouth. Neither one dominating the kiss.

“To answer your question.” Christian then trailed off as they seperated. His hand quickly speeding up it’s assault as Makoto’s moans filled the cabin.

20 y/o Wulfric is the fourth Schnee sibling. Younger than Winter, but older than Weiss. Wulfric takes after his father in many ways. He’s less of a fighter and more into business, using his brain and charm to get ahead. However, he is less… stupid than his old man. After his father’s passing, Wulfric became the new heir of SDC. Wulfric now runs the company and has managed to secure a seat on the Atlas council. His life view is very simplistic. Always looking for more power; Controlling the SDC, becoming and official. All in pursuit of extending his reach further across remnant. In order to do that he needs allies.

Muses:

Emerald Sustrai, Ilia Amitola, Robyn Hill, Sombra.

Emerald is Wulfric's right-hand woman. The young thief having been inspired by the Schnee's ambitions and will now follow him anywhere.

Ilia on the other hand has just joined Wulfric. The young Faunus was captured by Atlas but was offered a job by Wulfric. Ilia is not very proud for what she's done with Wulfric, but there's something about him that keeps her around.

Robyn is a friend he has on the council. The two sharing a professional relationship that might grow a bit more personal.

Just for context, Ash is still a simulacrum in my stories. She just uses holograms to make herself look human.

This is what she would look like.

“Pirates?!” Gwen asked back in surprise. Laughing a little while bracing herself against the ship’s deck.

“Is that what Christian still calls us?” She asked while turning to look out at the stars passing by introspectively.

“I guess he wouldn’t want people to think he’d gone soft.” Gwen elaborated further.

"Christian Winters has a reputation after all, and while he might pretend to be the same pirate he'd been when we first met. I can see who he really is. Who all of them are."

"Christian, Ash, Makoto. Hell, even Jinx. They all act like they don't care, like it's all some big game. They're only in it for the money, after all!"

"But, Christian always finds a way to make things right. Getting a little girl back to her family, taking out a planet's local gang, or just saving my life... More times than I could count." Gwen paused while reminiscing on their old jobs. "We haven't even taken a bounty job in years."

"So, while our captain might still label us as just pirates. Outlaws living on the edge of the galaxy! Fighting to survive!" The blond-haired girl put up her hands pretending to fight. "I know that everyone on this ship, is just as much of a hero as I am."

"GWEN!" The aforementioned hero's voice could be heard from the front of the ship.

"What!" Hearing her captain shout her name, Gwen turned towards the helm.

"Um, how do I get to the Draven sector again...?" Christian asked slightly embarrassed as he messed with the steering wheel.

"Seriously?! You still don't know where we're going?"

"Hey! You're the one whose always been good with directions, okay. So can you just get up here and steer...? I'll make it worth your while."

Gwen just laughed at her captain's words. The little goofball could pretend to be the fearsome pirate he wanted to be known as, but Gwen would always see right through him.

"Well, duty calls!" Gwen said before jumping up and swinging across the ship towards the helm.