2 Salem (RWBY)

Obviously, Shirou could not stay in the Nevernever forever. Eventually, he had to move on. This was him doing so, stepping out of the portal and finding himself in a new world. However, this time he does not find himself alone. Of course, he had theorized that he wasn't alone when he'd first stepped through into the Nevernever, hadn't he? It was just that the fae who had surrounded him at the time had known better than to approach as he'd made his way up the winding path towards the Stone Table.

Still, this is definitely different then that. For one, the young man that he enters this world in front of is no fae, though Shirou still senses a certain power to him. For another, the blond boy looks despondent, heartbroken, and weary in a way Shirou is all too familiar with. Of course, the moment he lays eyes on Shirou, he's up on his feet, hand on the sword sheathed at his side.

"You… w-who are you?!"

Smiling kindly, Shirou bows his head in respect.

"My name is Shirou Emiya. You may consider me a traveler. I apologize for disturbing you in your moment of grief."

The boy, for after his stay in the Nevernever, how can Shirou see this young one as anything but a boy, stiffens for a moment at Shirou's words, before his shoulders slump and he hangs his head.

"That obvious, eh?"

His smile still gentle and kind, Shirou nods once, simply, even though the boy isn't looking at him.

"What is your name?"

For a moment, the blond hesitates. Then, he lets out a shaky laugh, still not looking Shirou in the eye.

"The name's Jaune Arc… short, sweet, rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it…"

It is quite obvious and would be quite obvious to anyone with two braincells to rub together, that this Jaune Arc has recently been through a tragedy. Upon giving his introduction, the boy… this Jaune's shoulders slump even further and he sits back down on the log he'd been sat on when Shirou first arrived.

"… Tell me what ails you, Jaune Arc. What tragedy has befallen you?"

Perhaps his time in the Nevernever has changed him, just a bit. He never used to talk like this. Or perhaps it's the Sidhe mantle that even now, Shirou still has access to, that even now rests metaphorically on his shoulders as he stands there, looking down upon the blond boy. Jaune's head snaps up at Shirou's perceptiveness, and for a moment he looks almost angry that the red head would even dare to ask. But that anger is quickly replaced by more despair, like the rest of his fleeting emotions have been. Letting out an explosive sigh, Jaune shakes his head, staring at the ground.

"Where to even begin? I guess… I guess it's all my fault, really. I'm just a fake. I thought I could be a hero, you know? I thought I could make a difference. But in the end, when she needed me most, I failed her."

Jaune couldn't have known, of course. Shirou doesn't sense that sort of power from this boy. Everything he can see and feel tells him that this is exactly who Jaune is. So perhaps it's Zelretch's fault then, some trick of the Wizard Marshall. How else would one explain the way that every single one of Jaune's words struck so close to Shirou's heart? Lips press tightly together as Shirou takes an unconscious step forward, his gaze sharp on Jaune's slumped, head-down form.

"Tell me more."

And so Jaune does. Shirou learns quite a lot about the world he's found himself in during that conversation. Rather than stopping Jaune to ask a new question about something Jaune has said every few moments however, Shirou simply expands his mantle's influence over the area, stretching out his senses. This is how he finds out how prevalent the Grimm are, because the area that Shirou, King of the Fae can exert his influence over… is larger than one of the human's last remaining Kingdoms.

This world is teeming with darkness and malevolence, and only a few bright points remain. But more than that, Jaune Arc has suffered gravely since the fall of this Hunter's Academy, Beacon. His one true love is dead, even if Jaune himself doesn't seem to realize what Pyrrha Nikos meant to him, or what he meant to Pyrrha Nikos. Shirou does though, his mantle telling him this, but also his own personal experiences as well. Jaune and his Invincible Woman… Shirou and his King of Knights.

They truly are quite similar, it would seem. By the time Jaune is done telling Shirou about everything that's happened in the past few months, Shirou is ready to make an offer to the young man. Not only because his mantle is pushing him to make a deal, but also because the red head wants to. He wants to help Jaune, he wants to show Jaune that the young man can be a fake hero and still be proud.

"I have an offer for you, Jaune Arc."

Jaune blinks and finally looks up at Shirou, staring at him in confusion. Shirou smiles back most kindly.

"I would like to make you a deal. Are you interested?"

Confused but not nearly as suspicious as he should have been, by all rights, Jaune cocks his head to the side.

"What kind of deal?"

Kind smile splitting into a beaming grin, Shirou offers Jaune a hand.

"I will end the threat of the Grimm for you. I will cut straight to their source and remove it from this world entirely. In exchange, you must make me a promise, and see it through. You must become the rarest kind of hero, in this world and any other… you must become a hero with a happy ending."

Jaune just stares at Shirou's offered hand, visibly nonplussed. His brow furrows in incredulity and he looks between it and Shirou's face, as if waiting for the red head to suddenly turn on him, for the kind smile to fall away and be replaced by vicious malice as Shirou laughs at Jaune for daring to pour his heart out to a stranger. But Shirou is not and will never be that kind of person. Not even the Sidhe mantle can change that about him. Though to be fair, his mantle as King of the Fae hasn't changed much of anything at all about Shirou Emiya… after all, it was made from him, wholly new and completely unheard of before he'd come along.

Regardless, a second stretches into several before Jaune finally lets out a startled, disbelieving laugh. With a devil may cry attitude that Shirou can definitely appreciate, the blond stands again and seizes Shirou's hand in his own, producing a surprisingly strong grasp for how despondent he was mere moments before.

"Sure, why not!"

There's disbelief in his voice as well, but Shirou doesn't mind. In fact, he quite understands it. Flashing a small smirk, Shirou chuckles.

"Good enough."

He pumps Jaune's hand once, twice, and then let's go. Between one blink from the blond and the next, as Jaune opens his mouth to say something else, Shirou disappears, gone in an instant, leaving Jaune Arc all alone in the clearing he'd been wallowing in before the enigmatic red head had arrived. Staring at the spot where Shirou Emiya had been standing in confusion and surprise, Jaune can't help but wonder if he imagined all of it.

Spooked beyond measure, the young man moves to join the rest of Team RNJR, unaware that the destiny he had now been thrust into was one that was rather lewd, due to how Shirou had gained his mantle as Emperor of the Sidhe and King of the Fae. Truly, Jaune had no idea what was in store for him now. The touch of Shirou's mantle upon him would follow him through the rest of his life.

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It's not hard, finding the source behind the Grimm. With his senses stretched far and wide across this broken husk of a world, Shirou just has to look for the biggest concentration of hatred and malice and negativity. It rests in the heart of the Grimmlands, and as he steps out of another portal, he finds himself staring up at a god's honest stereotypical witch's castle.

Smiling slightly at the sight, Shirou moves forward. As he does so, his mantle showcases Jaune's destiny in his mind's eye. While it's always possible that something will change in the interim, or that Jaune will buck his destiny and reject what Shirou has in store for him, the far more likely path for the young man to take is the one that Shirou is watching unfold before him, even now. There will be highs and lows along this path, but glories and tragedies alike before they're done.

The deaths of Qrow, of James Ironwood, and the final death of Ozpin. The glory of defeating Tyrian Callows, Hazel Rainart, and Arthur Watts. The uniting of the Maidens, under Jaune's aegis. His friends would become the new Maidens, one by one, the members of this Team RWBY would find themselves bestowed with the power of the seasons. Ruby Rose, Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee, and Blake Belladonna.

They would become the Maidens… and they would become his. Jaune would find himself with four beautiful young women, enamored with his strength of will and conviction… and also in love with his big fat cock. There might be some hiccups along the way, but nine times out of ten, Shirou saw the four of them working out their differences and deciding that making Jaune happy was more important then their own petty jealousy for one another.

Team RWBY would learn to share a flabbergasted Jaune Arc… right before the harrowing death of Lie Ren. In the aftermath, Nora Valkyrie would be comforted of course. She would join Team RWBY in Jaune's burgeoning harem and find happiness and love again in the blond's arms. So would many other women, most notably an Atlesian Specialist named Winter Schnee, Weiss' older sister. Kali Belladonna, Blake's mother. Sienna Khan, a former leader of the White Fang thought killed by Adam Taurus but in fact held prisoner and tortured until Jaune rescues her and shows her not all humans are terrible.

Even Raven Branwen, though that would not be quite so consensual. Jaune would break the Bandit Woman, before ultimately passing her Maiden Powers over to her daughter via a ritual. Raven would live the rest of her days as the lowest on the totem pole in Jaune's harem, and yet, even she would be happier there then in her disgraceful existence as a self-styled Bandit Queen.

Jaune's tale would truly begin with a Miracle, when he and his harem managed to bring all four Relics together, only to be granted a Wish. In this case, the Wish would be legitimate, unlike in Shirou's own tale, and Jaune would be able to use it to bring Pyrrha Nikos back to life. Their reunion would see Pyrrha rising quickly to the top of his already existing harem, with the Invincible Woman taking all of Jaune's concubines and consorts and mistresses in stride, even as they crowned her his wife, his queen, his ever-lasting love.

The many, many children that Jaune would have afterwards bring a smile to Shirou's face, as does the fact that, in it's time, Jaune's legend would find its way to the Throne of Heroes. Unconventional as it would be, Jaune would in time be exactly what Shirou requested of him… a Hero with a Happy Ending. It was beautiful, it was glorious, it was-

"So then, you've finally arrived."

The angry feminine tone breaks Shirou out of his reverie and introspection, and he blinks upon finding that he stands in the entrance way of a throne room, dying Grimm all around and behind him. The Emperor of the Sidhe blinks again, realizing that he must have been subconsciously moving forward and defending himself the entire time, cutting a swathe through the forces of Darkness arrayed before him without even realizing it.

Making the conscious choice to step forward, Shirou enters the throne room, even as his eyes zero in on the owner of that voice from before, the woman who had spoken those five clipped words with such rage. Salem, Queen of the Grimm, sits before him upon her throne, Shirou's mantle supplying him with all relevant information about her, even as his eyes tell him the rest.

She's distinctly inhuman, that's the first thing he notices. Not like Titania and Mab were, in that they were beautiful fae, beyond the understanding of man. No, the Grimm Queen's inhumanity is distinctly monstrous in appearance, from her starch white skin and hair, to her glowing red eyes, to the red pulsing veins across most of her body.

That's not to say she isn't beautiful though. Much like Titania and Mab, Salem, Queen of the Grimm, is stacked and voluptuous in a way that draws the eye to her massive tits and her wide hips and her no-doubt fat ass… though with her currently sat upon her throne, Shirou can't see said badonkadonk quite yet. At the same time though, there's also what she's wearing.

The Grimm Queen is dressed in a skimpy, almost slutty dress, one that does barely anything to contain her massive white breasts, her cleavage quite expansive. She's also wearing arm-length fingerless gloves, and thigh-high stockings. She is, without a doubt, dressed to impress, though judging by the furious look on her face, she's not trying to impress him or anything like that.

… Hm, did he wake her from her slumber? Was that why she was so scantily clad? Had she woken up to alarms and rushed from her bed to her throne room to be in her seat of power for his impending arrival, or something? Or was this just how she normally dressed? It mattered little, in the end. Upon noticing her appearance, Shirou's mantle had risen up within him, desiring the Grimm Queen in a most carnal fashion.

The Emperor of the Sidhe within him wished for Shirou to add Salem to his collection of Queens… and truth be told, Shirou had absolutely no problem with that, not at all.

"Are you not going to say anything?! You, who I have never even seen before, somehow encroach upon the heart of my lands in order to singlehandedly besiege my castle and force your way into my throne room. And you have nothing to say, intruder?!"

It's obvious the Queen is… upset, to put it mildly. Smiling slightly, Shirou cocks his head to the side and shrugs his shoulders, spreading his hands wide.

"We can do this the easy way… or we can do this the hard way."

Salem's glowing red eyes widen, and her nostrils flare in anger as she clutches at the arms of her throne for all of a moment before lunging to her feet and flinging her arms outwards. Magic swirls in the air… which Shirou calmly reacts to by summoning a Noble Phantasm to dispel the effect she's trying to create. What follows is more of the same. The Queen of the Grimm is certainly no pushover, certainly no weakling. She commands magics that, to much of the humans still living on Remnant, would be considered fantastical.

Not to mention the Grimm. But of course, they weren't much of a threat to Shirou on the way to her throne room. They aren't much of a threat when Salem summons them IN her throne room to defend her either. Slowly, methodically, implacably, Shirou cuts through them and Salem's magics. His mantle protects him, and his arsenal of Noble Phantasms, seared into his mind during a fight with a certain King of Heroes long ago, allows him to cancel out anything Salem can try.

Eventually, they stand before each other in the middle of the throne room, Salem having steadily advanced down from the dais upon which her throne sits, and Shirou moving forward without hesitation, without stopping, until they're merely a foot across. That's when the Emperor of the Sidhe backhands the Queen of the Grimm across the face, sending the disobedient inhuman woman to the ground at his feet with the simple strike.

Standing over her, staring down at her as the big-breasted beauty stares up at him, her glowing red eyes shocked, Shirou sees the moment of realization hit her, when the Queen of Grimm finally admits to herself that she's lost, that he's beaten her. Seeing that in her face, Shirou nods once and then reaches down and tears off her skimpy dress, even as he spiritualizes his own clothing, exposing his impressive physique and letting his even more impressive cock flop out, almost right onto her face.

Instead, it grows hard and thick right before her eyes, steadily increasing in size until it casts a shadow over the pale white veiny features of the Grimm Queen. Salem's lips part and her breath hitches as her red eyes cross just trying to take in his length. She stares at it for a moment, and then past it up at him… and then, the Queen of the Grimm spreads her legs apart.

Shirou can read her like an open book, his Sidhe mantle telling him her inner thoughts with ease. Right now, the Grimm Queen is happy to pretend to submit. For her, it's been quite a long time… and besides, she's convinced that she can kill him in his sleep, once he's tuckered himself out while using her body. Smiling slightly, Shirou doesn't disabuse the white-haired Grimm Queen of this notion, instead reaching down to grab a fistful of her bone-white locks and pull her up onto her knees so that she truly is properly at crotch level.

With his other hand, Shirou slaps his cock down onto the Queen of the Grimm's face. He's a good man, a kind man, a loving and adoring man… but when confronted with evil and malice, Shirou can be quite hard indeed. On top of that, his mantle marks him as a conqueror after what he'd done to Titania and Mab at the Stone Table. As such, it is in his purview to conquer Salem, Queen of the Grimm, after he has already defeated her and her armies in battle.

Placing his cockhead against her lips, Shirou speaks a single word command.

"Suck."

Glowing red eyes stare up at him, even as Salem opens her mouth wide and lets him feed his member past her lips and down her throat. Shirou grunts at the tightness, even as he feels the slightest grazing of teeth across his length, the Grimm Queen testing his durability. Unfortunately for her, the Emperor of the Sidhe was not born yesterday. He's already reinforced his body a thousand-fold, and his cock is no different, even as it slides down the back of her throat, choking her most assuredly.

Implacable as ever, Shirou begins to fuck the Queen of the Grimm's face, thrusting into the monstrous inhuman woman's esophagus with all his might.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Salem was the root of all of the evil in this world. This was what his mantle told him. She was the source behind the Grimm. If he removed her from the picture, the Grimm would go away, and no more would be spawned. It was all Salem, it had always been Salem, and now Shirou was here to put an end to it. As he forces his length down the voluptuous Grimm Queen's throat, he watches her red eyes water, sees how drool collects on her chin as she chokes and gags and gurgles around his cock. Her massive rack, naked and exposed, heaves and jiggles and bounces with the force of his thrusts.

And yet, she's all too eager to submit to him, or at least appear to submit to him. Her plan to slay him in his sleep is still simmering in the back of her mind, even as he skull fucks her harder and faster by the moment. But that's alright, because Shirou is far from done with her. With a somewhat vicious grunt, spurred on by his mantle and his desire to see Salem pay for her crimes against humanity, Shirou begins to cum.

Salem's red eyes widen again at this, even as her pale white cheeks immediately puff out from the sudden load, they find themselves with. She tries to hold it in, but in the end his load proves to be too much for the Queen of the Grimm, and she chokes on it as his seed explodes out of her nostrils and the sides of her mouth, leaving her looking quite ridiculous. When he finally pulls back, her glowing red eyes look a bit dazed for the first time, and unconsciously, Salem ends up lolling out her tongue and showing off a mouth full of his cum, in a truly slutty fashion for all of a moment before he's grabbing her by the hair again and causing her to yelp in pain.

Shirou has already decided how he's going to break the busty, buxom woman. Spinning her around, the Emperor of the Sidhe yanks Salem to her feet at the same time, and then lifts her up off the ground entirely. She yelps again at this, clearly not expecting him to just… pick her up all of the sudden. Nor is she expecting him to put her into a sudden full nelson, Shirou's powerful muscular arms sliding up under Salem's legs and his hands coming up behind her head as his fingers lace together there.

He's holding her fat ass and juicy wet cunt right over his massive, spit-polished cock, which even now is throbbing with need. Salem is just barely able to look down and see this over the swell of her fat tits and her folded up body, and as she stares down at his cock, Shirou doesn't need to see her face to be able to seen the tremor of trepidation AND anticipation that goes through her at the sight.

He waits until the anticipation gets to be too much for her, he waits until he can feel that she's opened her mouth and is about to say something… and then he drops her down, impaling her upon his cock right then and there. Whatever Salem might have said, whatever the Grimm Queen might have wanted to express towards her conqueror, it's lost in translation as a low keening wail takes its place instead.

It really has been far too long for Salem, Shirou can feel this, both physically and metaphysically. Her insides are extremely tight, far tighter than a woman this exceptionally hot has any right to be. He's a little surprised that she never made use of any of her male servants, given that he knows she has several, but at the end of the day, Shirou supposes that she was worried about losing her control over them, if she offered them her body.

As it is, what she believes will happen, and what is actually happening, are rapidly diverging now as Shirou begins to bounce her up and down on his cock right there in the middle of the throne room, fucking her while standing in a full nelson that leaves her helpless and trapped, unable to do anything but take it as he plows her silly. Well, she's able to do one thing… moan helplessly and jibber on uselessly.

"O-Oh fuck… fuck, fuck, f-fuck!!!"

Shirou grins smugly as Salem shudders her way through her first, but certainly not her last, orgasm. Her entire body, voluptuous and meaty as it is, shakes and quivers and trembles as she cums on his cock, her pussy walls clenching down all the tighter around his member, even as her insides get slicker from the flood of cunt juices that flow down his length.

"Y-You're so big… so thick… so hot! T-Take it out! Take it out right now!"

Suddenly, there's actual panic in the Grimm Queen's voice. Suddenly, she's trying to struggle. Completely ineffectually, of course, but it's still there, even as her pleasure builds within her once more and she reaches yet another reluctant orgasm. But then, Salem is royalty. She knows what it means to conquer, she knows what it means to break the spirits of her enemies, to see them driven before her, weak, helpless, and begging.

Perhaps she's finally realizing that Shirou has a real chance of actually breaking her, here and now. Perhaps, more than that, she realizes he's already well on his way to doing so. Shirou, of course, knows exactly what's happening. His mantle is interacting with her as he fucks her, and as Emperor of the Sidhe, by right of conquest, he is claiming her as his own. Much like Titania and Mab, Salem, Queen of the Grimm, is defenseless to resist his overwhelming manhood and the force with which he's using it to plow her. Much like the Queens of Summer and Winter, she can't stop herself from cumming on his cock again and again. Unlike the two of them, she actually tries, but in the end its utterly useless.

Soon, her tune begins to change.

"S-So good, so gooood~ Oh gods, oh gods, f-fuck! Don't you dare stop fucking me, don't you dare stop you bastard!"

Snorting at that, Shirou grabs Salem by her white hair again, holding it tightly as he yanks her head back, all while continuing to fuck her in the full nelson.

"I am the Emperor of the Sidhe and King of the Fae, Shirou Emiya. You would do well to remember that, Salem, Queen of the Grimm. I claim you and your armies by right of conquest. I declare an end to the stranglehold you have over the world of Remnant. I declare an end to the Grimm, and to your rule. You are mine now, and you will always be mine."

His words hit Salem like cinderblock bricks, slamming into her psyche again and again as he intones each and every one, putting the full might of his rather lewd mantle behind his monologue. Her glowing red eyes roll around madly and her lips form into a small o as she moans her agreement, hissing out in the affirmative.

"Y-Yessss… you're right… you're right! You've conquered me, your majesty! O Emperor, take me! Claim me! I am yours! I am your woman, to do with as you please! My armies and my lands are also yours, to do with as you please! Just don't stop FUCKING me!"

Shirou snorts at that, even as he thrusts up into her time and time again from below.

"You are in no position to make demands, Queen of the Grimm."

Even still, he does keep fucking her. He even fucks her harder, until her eyes roll fully back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth. The Grimm Queen ahegaos right then and there on his cock, and it's in that moment that Shirou can feel it… she's well and truly broken. With a grunt, he begins to cum inside of her, not hesitating for even a moment to fill her with his seed, despite knowing the effect that his Sidhe mantle will have.

As part of his claiming of Titania and Mab, he'd knocked both of them up quite soundly. As a result of this, his mantle as Emperor of the Sidhe is not only quite lewd in nature, but also extremely virile. There isn't a woman in all of existence that Shirou can't make fertile, even if she's barren, and when it comes to pregnancy…

Shirou finishes up inside of Salem, filling her with his seed, which has already taken root, her belly swelling to epic proportions. Rather than nine months like most humans, the Queen of the Grimm will give birth within a week, and her distended belly shows this even as Shirou sets her down on wobbly legs. Still wearing her stockings and her arm-length gloves, the heavily pregnant Grimm Queen rests a hand on her pregnant belly, even as her absurdly fat tits begin to leak milk, lactating freely.

Looking to him with a doting, adoring smile on her face, the broken pregnant woman licks her lips salaciously.

"Where to now, my Emperor? What is your will?"

Shirou just smiles and offers her his hand. Sure, Salem was evil… key word there being 'was'. The Emperor of the Sidhe wouldn't go so far as to say he'd purified the inhuman woman or anything like that, but he'd certainly changed her priorities. She was his now by right of conquest, as well as pregnant with his child. But unlike his other women, unlike the Fae Queens he'd conquered and bred, Salem can not be allowed to remain here in her domain. Titania and Mab struck a balance in their world that had to be kept, but Salem struck no such balance. She was a cancer upon the world of Remnant, a virulent plague that had very nearly wiped out all life on this world.

It was Shirou's duty to excise her from this place, even if he hadn't made that deal with Jaune. But because of the deal, his path forward was undeniably easier. In the end, Shirou takes the pregnant, naked Queen of the Grimm by the hand and pulls her along with him as he leaves her home reality behind.

In his wake, he leaves behind a world that will be reeling for some time to come. Salem's disappearance will leave her subordinates scrambling, certainly, but no less dangerous to the Human Kingdoms. Those who will die are still fated to die, while Jaune and the girls that will one day become his harem are still very much fated to end up together.

Jaune will be Remnant's Hero, in the end, uniting the Kingdoms as he'll unite the Maidens, and leading his world into a brighter future. Nobody will ever know about Shirou's interference save for those closest to Jaune, who he will tell about the strange red-haired man after they storm Salem's castle only to find it empty. Even they won't fully understand what happened. Neither will Jaune. But in the end, they will be happy. And that's all that matters.

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