Kali and Ghira await for their sperm donor. Jaune was looking for a sale to buy his Vespa. How do these two go together? READ at YOUR own risk. Seriously, it's humor. Enjoy!

Kali and Ghira Belladonna's decision to hire a surrogate father was one of the hardest decisions to make. Of course, Kali would have loved if her second child-to-be belonged to Ghira. However, potency has been an issue in his old age. They have talked with therapists, doctors, and the like. They were unified with the decision of adoption or getting a sperm donor.

They were expecting him this afternoon.

The Belladonna's were sitting in the kitchen, holding hands and listening to the sounds of coffee brewing.

"Are you sure with the decision?" Kali rubbed her hands gently of her lover. Ghira took deep breaths, inhaling sharply as the decision was a harsh one. "Baby, this is rough. Blake even disagrees. No matter how I think or feel, I will still love you."

Kali stroked his cheek, wiping the tear from his eye. "I love you, too, darling." She pressed her soft lips to his. The couple shared a passionate kiss until the sound of his cell phone went off.

Work was to be attended, which gave the sperm donor enough time to take care of his business with Kali. They wanted it as natural as possible.

As he grabbed his afternoon coffee and prepare to leave, he felt the grips of Kali. Her pleading eyes were met with his. "Don't worry, dear. I will think of you. I love you."

He kissed her on the cheek. "Ditto." He embraced her before setting off to work.

Kali closed the door and returned to the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of coffee and waited for his arrival. With Blake off to university, there shouldn't be any concerns or unexpected visitors. She made a silent prayer to Oum. She looked at the wedding ring that defined their relationship. She ingested the coffee to keep herself from crying.

Jaune Arc parked his bike at the foot of the street. He chained the bike at a lamppost in case of tempting robbers. The nineteen-year-old teen was working was working as a door-to-door amateur photographer, which was one of his odd jobs. If he wasn't a fee collector, paperboy, or vacuum salesman, this was what he was doing.

He grabbed his backpack that contained his supplies. The blonde was grateful to have earned a few dollars. He was saving up for a Vespa. A Vespa similar to the one from his favorite anime program. He needed a few more hundred dollars and the Vespa was his.

For now, his bike would have to do.

He was familiar with the Belladonna residence. He was excited. The housewife and former White Fang leader wouldn't mind helping a friend of their daughter. He rung the door. He rubbed his hands, looking to Oum in hopes of making a sale.

He heard the footsteps before the door opened. He was met with the beautiful Faunus standing at the door. She was beautiful, elegant, divine, and charming. She smelled of a moist flower. She was sweet, dependable, trustworthy, and an overall wonderful woman. She is a devoted wife and mother. He envied Ghira and Blake.

Her eyes widened like saucers when seeing Jaune standing at the door.

"Jaune?"

"Mrs. Belladonna," said the blonde nervously. "Good morning. How are you?"

Kali gripped her at her sundress. Ghira wanted her sperm donor to be a surprise. He had told her that he was a suitable candidate. She didn't realize that the sperm donor was the best friend of her daughter.

"I'm good, dear." She was fumbling. She was still in shock that she was going to consummate her pregnancy with a teenager.

At least it was Jaune and not any random stranger. "Come on in, Jaune. I've been expecting you." She eagerly pulled him inside of the house. "Come inside of the kitchen with me. We can talk in there." She looked at him. "Do you care for a drink before we get started."

"Um, sure, Mrs. Belladonna," said Jaune. "What do you have?" Jaune took a seat as she walked to the refrigerator. She was searching for beverages that would excite the teen.

"I have sparkling wine and vodka if you are interested," she told him.

Jaune laughed as he tapped the table. "Mrs. B., you are funny. You know I can't drink. I would like a glass of water if you please."

"Water?" She concluded that Jaune didn't like anything influencing him when they prepare to have sex. She couldn't blame him. Yet again, Jaune was a suitable candidate. His genes would do well for the Belladonna family.

She handed him a glass of water. Jaune thanked her as she took a seat. "Once again, Jaune. Thank you for coming. I was expecting you to pop by at some point."

Jaune was a regular in the neighborhood, so he wasn't surprised. "Yes, ma'am. I am glad. I mean this line of work, I've become an expert when specializing in satisfying my customers, I think."

Kali agreed with Jaune as she took a sip of her now lukewarm coffee. "Yes, Jaune, dear. That was what my husband and I had hoped." She knew that the blonde was full of virility. As the middle child of seven sisters, she knew that Jaune's family was potent in their genetics. She knew without a doubt that she was going to get pregnant.

She crossed her legs. "So, where do you we should start? My husband isn't available until late, so it will be us." She winked. She wanted him to be comfortable. At the same time, she didn't want it to be awkward.

Jaune put his finger to his lip. He was thinking. "Um, I try to perform it like in the living room, or on the couch." He snapped his fingers. "Maybe in your pool. I love giving it out there. So surreal! Also, on the rug in your study is fun. You can really spread out and show your realness."

Kali was taken aback of the places Jaune would do it with his clients. She didn't think he was capable of doing it. Yet again, the places he had mentioned sounded exciting. The couple only made love in the bedroom and the occasional shower. Aside from that, nothing. "In the pool or in the study? Didn't think those places were suitable for Ghira and me."

"Oh, yes ma'am, I guarantee it." Jaune stood up. "I say it because none of us can guarantee a good shot every time. But if we try different positions and I shoot from eight or nine different angles, I am sure that you will be satisfied, Mrs. B."

Eight or nine different angles? Oh, my Oum. Just to get me pregnant? It is a procedure, not porn.

"Oh, my," she said while covering her mouth. "That's a lot." She looked at her watch. "I have a little time before Ghira returns home for lunch. Can we make it as quick as possible, sweetie? Plus, I know you are quite busy."

Jaune knew that Kali was busy with her affairs. He was a amateur, nevertheless, he believed in the perfection of art. "Yes, Mrs. B., I understand. However, a man must take his time when dealing with this kind of work. My father always taught me when you have a passion, you dig deep into and grind it until it gives in and submits to you." He took a breath. "I know you are pressed for time, but I am afraid if I rush you on this, then you will be disappointed. I mean I am not a one-minute man."

Don't I know the feeling about one-minute trips.

"Ok, Jaune. I will trust you on this."

"Thank you, Mrs. B."

Jaune was in a business. He was now closer to his Vespa. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a file folder. "Before we continue, I wanted to show you a few pictures."

"Wait a minute, you have documented?"

"Well, yes, ma'am. It is important to keep up with these things for the future if others like it."

The first picture he displayed to Kali was a picture of the Schnee sisters. "These were the practice shots before I gave them their money shot. We were on the floor of their father's work company." He took a sigh. "Those girls were a fit. Fighting and tugging for the demand for more time in front of my equipment."

"Oh, my Lord," she said. "I didn't think Winter and Weiss wanted this."

"Yes, ma'am. These girls were eagerly excited. Nevertheless, after I gave them what they wanted, they went well." He faced Kali. "However, their mother was very difficult to work with."

"Willow?" Kali's heart began beating. Although she was nervous but didn't realize how many potential children belonged to Jaune. Also, the thought that Winter and Weiss were pregnant. Weiss was still in University.

"Despite telling her I was an amateur, Mrs. B., Mrs. Schnee didn't want to hear it. She wanted the full experience," he said to her. "She wanted raw and edgy. So, we did it in the subway."

"Oh, my Oum! Did people see?"

"Yes, ma'am. She wanted the job done right. So much so, that people were crowding around us. They really wanted to get a good look."

Kali was tugging at her sundress. No longer was she nervous, she was confused, frustrated.

And strangely aroused.

She pressed closer to the blonde. "You had so many people watch you and Willow perform?"

"Quite an audience, Mrs. B.," said Jaune excitedly. "For three hours, they watched me work with her. She was constantly yelling, screaming, and squealing my name to get it right. Curfew was getting near so I had to rush my shots." He cracked his knuckles after drinking the rest of his water. "Also, a dog was beginning to nibble on my equipment so I just packed it all in."

Kali was feeling dizzy. She wasn't sure if she could handle any more of this. "A dog? A dog actually chewed on your equipment?"

Jaune nervously rubbed the back of his head. "Slob over all my merchandise. It was cute but took a lot to clean off that load." He took the photos from her and put them in his file folder. "If you are ready, Mrs. B., we can get started."

Kali quietly nodded her head.

Jaune was reaching for his backpack. "Let's get the lube to treat my equipment. I will set up my tripod so that we can work."

"Tripod?" Kali's brain began swelling like a swimming pool. She felt like she was making a big mistake. "A tripod?"

"Yes, something to rest my gear on," replied Jaune. "It's much too heavy for me and can be quite big when getting ready for action."

Kali couldn't handle it. She drifted out of consciousness and landed on the floor.

Jaune ran to her aid. "Mrs. Belladonna? Are you okay?" He snapped her finger. "She fainted."

A few hours later, Kali woke up and found herself in bed. She immediately checked herself and saw that nothing has been touched. Thinking of Jaune, she went into the kitchen and saw that he wasn't there. As she walked to the table, he left a note.

Hey, Mrs. B.,

I hope you are feeling well. Sorry to have made you faint. I promise to make it up to you.

Jaune.

P.S.: Some strange men said that he was going to knock you up. I called the police on the pervert. I hope he doesn't bother you anymore.

When finishing reading the letter, she heard the sound of Ghira walking into the door. She dropped the letter and ran to embrace her husband.

"Hey, sweetie," she said as she kissed him. "I miss you more than ever."

He smiled. "Did everything go okay?"

She kissed him on the cheek. "On second thought, darling, let's adopt."

The End!