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There was something about Coco’s smirk that Jaune couldn’t stand.
He liked Coco a lot, she was cool and friendly and, when she wasn’t mercilessly ripping on his hoodie and general fashion sense, she was a good friend and, really, something of a mentor. But right now, as she approached the practice arena with Velvet, Jaune saw that smirk on her face, that look of absolute confidence leaning on condescension, and Jaune just wanted to wipe it off.
He turned to his partner, who also had a confident smile, but one that was soft and gentle. Pyrrha was the best fighter at Beacon, but she never had an ego about it, emphasized by the fact that she was willing to take such a chance on him—by far, the worst fighter at Beacon—and Jaune had put his all into trying to be not a burden on her. And now… her faith and patient teaching was starting to pay off.
They had practiced tirelessly on the rooftop, Jaune putting every ounce of focus and dedication into learning how to fight with sword and shield, to master his aura, and to unlock his Semblance. And while Jaune wasn’t sure how well he was progressing with the first two (as much as Pyrrha reassured him that he was making great progress, Jaune never felt like he was achieving enough), but for the last one, Jaune knew he had finally accomplished what he needed.
If they were ready for a doubles match against Coco and Velvet, Jaune wasn’t entirely sure, but at least, he knew he could demonstrate that he had improved, and… it was entirely possible that Pyrrha could actually beat two upperclassmen on her own. Training with her had taught Jaune that Pyrrha was scary good, and usually holding back. He could only dream that, one day, he could at least be able to say that he was a help and not a hindrance to her accomplishments.
“Didn’t know we’d have a crowd, Arc!” Coco jovially cried from across the room, “I would have gotten all dressed up for the beatdown if I knew!”
“Don’t listen to her!” Ruby responded, her “Arkos” pennant fluttering in her hand, “You’ve got this, Jaune!”
“You mean Pyrrha has this,” Weiss groused.
Jaune could have gone without the commentary, but he was glad that Team RWBY was here to cheer them on. He wished that Ren and Nora could be here, too, since they’d been a big part of encouraging him to actually go through with a practice spar, but after the event termed “The Gravy Incident,” they were both serving an unavoidable detention. Ren had reassured him that he didn’t need to reschedule on their account, and Nora was of the opinion that the punishment had been “worth it,” so Jaune resolved to win one in their absence.
But Coco, he knew, wasn't going to make that easy. The two of them exchanged a respectful handshake and then returned to their corners, Velvet offering him a sincere "Good luck!" as he headed back. She was a real sweetheart, having volunteered for the fight in Fox's place, and had leaned on Coco to participate in the first place. Jaune appreciated her interest in helping him out, as fellow Beacon students who'd had to prove that they were more than they appeared to be. Jaune nodded to Pyrrha, who gave him a confident, reassuring smile, the kind that made him feel like he really could win. But he had only a moment to feel that confidence before the fight was on, Coco whipping out her minigun and Velvet braced herself for Pyrrha's charge.
Except, she didn't. Jaune had prepared for this, and wanted to pull out the big guns from the beginning. Show everyone that he wasn't a pushover any more. Placing his hand on Pyrrha's shoulder, he felt his aura pulse and felt Pyrrha's meet it with a matching pulse. He'd amped Pyrrha’s Semblance before, and he marveled to feel the rush of control that came with it, that integral sense of mastery that was so deeply entwined in Pyrrha's soul. She had an attunement to metal from her polarity Semblance, and it- it-
Something was wrong.
He wasn’t exactly sure what was happening, or how to describe it, but he felt… weird. Weird like he put a little too much of himself in Pyrrha and suddenly felt the polarity that she manipulated as part of her powerset, sort of like how Jaune could “feel” auras when he was using his Semblance. It was like, the two of them got flipped to be the “positive” pole of a magnet, and he felt six… six “negative” poles, pulling on him. But he clung to Pyrrha, keeping her strong, using her expertise and his aura reserves to… something, they… somethinged.
All he knew was that when the effect stopped, Coco and Velvet both looked at them in a daze as deep and confused as the one Jaune was feeling now. His legs felt weak and unsteady, his sword felt heavy in his arms.
What… uh, what did they just do?
But before he had time to collect his bearings, he was suddenly interrupted by an unexpected voice.
Weiss’s.
“Jaune!” she shouted from the sidelines, evidently having raced from her seat to the edge of the arena. His eyes were unfocused, but was she… blushing? “You- Is that offer to go see a movie with you from first semester still good? I- I mean,” and yeah, she was blushing, “I would also, um, really like it if Pyrrha could come too...”
“No fair!” Ruby exclaimed, popping up next to Weiss in a bloom of rose petals, “Jaune and Pyrrha would much rather go see a movie with me, so back-”
“I don’t think they’re gonna want to spend time babysitting,” Yang teased, then thrust out her chest, “I think I know what Jaune and Pyrrha like...”
“What...” Pyrrha panted in abject confusion, “What is going on?”
“Jaune?” Blake asked in confusion mingled with horror, “Why am I… oh gods, I’ve never… I’ve never thought of you, either of you, like-”
She was cut off as Jaune suddenly remembered that he was in the middle of the match as he felt a sudden force slam into him, sending him flat on his back as he smacked into the ground, Velvet striking without warning and kissing him on the-
Wait, what?
But it was true. Velvet was showering him in kisses as Jaune struggled in vain against her, her kisses interspersed with rapid-fire apologies and insistences that she just didn’t want to miss her chance and had a crush on him for a long time and just suddenly realized that it was true love and she’d be very happy to share him with Pyrrha and it would actually be better if she could share him with Pyrrha and whoa!
Jaune caught his breath as Velvet was suddenly torn off him. Not by Pyrrha, who was still reeling in confusion or any of the… now furious members of Team RWBY, but by Coco.
“ARC!” she bellowed, an effect in no way diminished by the bright blush on her face, “Would you care to explain to me why I have never had a sexual thought about a man before, but RIGHT NOW, all I can think about is you and Pyrrha stripping me naked right here and having your way with me?”
Wait, what?
“Wait, what, I-”
“ANSWER ME, YOU SEXY BASTARD!” she screamed.
“Wait,” Pyrrha gasped, leaning forward on her knees as she caught her breath, “I think… I can explain.”
“Can you explain why I’m gonna beat Velvet into a pulp?” Yang growled. “Cause that rabbit bitch made a move on my man, and-”
“Our man,” Blake interrupted, “Because you and I are going to make sure that that sexy Arkos pair is fucking the both of us like cats in heat!”
“No!” Ruby suddenly cut in. “We’re all sharing Jaune and Pyrrha, because we’re Team RWBY, and that means we share, equally!”
“Jaune, please!” Weiss begged him, crawling onto the arena, “Surely you want to see your Snow Angel make love to your girlfriend! I’ll do anything for you two, I’ll eat pussy, I’ll do anal, I swear, I’ll wear a Valean maid outfit and-”
“ENOUGH!” Pyrrha yelled, and suddenly, everyone grew quiet, looking to her for instruction. Pyrrha stood up tall, taking the commanding pose of a champion, the sort of look Jaune always felt he needed to master to be a great Team Leader, and stared them all down. “All this time… I thought my Semblance was about magnets. It was polarity, it gave me power to control metal, but now I realize… it wasn’t about magnets… it was about attraction. Jaune amped my Semblance, and together… we made you all attracted to us.”
There was a silence as everyone took that in.
“Well… okay,” Velvet said, thinking it over. “I guess that makes sense, but… who are you choosing, then? Because you can have me and Coco. Or me and Coco and RWBY, I really wouldn’t mind sharing so long as you both use me as your little rabbit toy and don’t mind fucking me silly. I’m very happy to do anything-”
“I think we can fix this...” Jaune said cautiously, realizing that the girls were looking at him with a desperate, hungry look. “I can just-”
“Good!” Weiss interrupted, “Fix them, you know you want your Snow Angel, don’t you, Jaune? Don’t you want these lips wrapped around your big, hard cock, and-”
“TITS, JAUNE!” Yang yelled, cupping her rack, “And Pyrrha—don’t think I don’t know you’ve checked me out in the showers. These are all yours, if you-”
“And I was already attracted to you!” Velvet protested, “So you don’t have to change anything! You don’t have to change any of us, I’d love to be one of your harem girls, I’m not jealous or anything!”
Pyrrha tried to take control of the situation. “HEY!” she barked, “I thought I said- mmmph!”
She was cut off as Coco pulled her into a deep kiss and Jaune, the tactician of JNPR, was making a calculation he never thought he would ever have to—Coco’s strength was impressive, definitely stronger that Pyrrha in close quarters, and with her arms already wrapped around her, plus she was probably as exhausted as Jaune was, maybe more so with her lower aura reserves, and Pyrrha had no chance to break away.
And now both Weiss and Velvet were advancing on her and- oh! Ruby shot forward in a burst of petals to wrap her arms around him and bury her face in his chest and-
“ENOUGH!” Jaune roared, his voice crashing down upon the lot of them. Even Ruby loosened her grip as Jaune squared his shoulders and gave his most commanding presence. “We have a Semblance mishap, and it’s something we’ve-”
“But Jaune,” Blake whined, “don’t you want to fu-”
“I am talking!” he barked, and Blake reeled a little at his command (and… seemed to do a little more than that). “We’ve prepared for this. Everyone is going to stop for one moment and realize that they are under the effect of a mind-altering aura event. You are going to report to the infirmary, and we are going to get this checked out. Is that UNDERSTOOD?”
“Yes,” the girls mumbled, miserably.
He shot them a look.
“Yes, SIR!” they added, with Ruby and Velvet even saluting.
Well, she’d learned something about herself today.
One, that her Semblance, which she had practiced and honed over years of careful study, didn’t work the way she always assumed it did.
And two, her soon-to-be-boyfriend was way less onboard with the whole “let’s have an orgy” thing than she was.
She wasn’t sure which one surprised her more.
Probably the second. Pyrrha had just naturally assumend that of course Jaune wouldn’t mind sharing her, so long as it was with another girl. She didn’t know much about sex and sexuality, but she had heard that guys liked it when their girlfriends made out with other girls. And, frankly, she was more interested in the women of Beacon than the men, so that was definitely something she’d be happy to compromise on.
She just… really wanted to have sex with multiple partners. It was her embarrassing fetish, and she knew she could never get a chance to really explore it, not when she was a celebrity, but damn, when Coco kissed her, Pyrrha had to admit, she was disappointed when Jaune took control of the situation, rather than just fucking every willing hole he could get his hands on while the two of them passed girls back and forth, trying them in every imaginable position…
The ding of the elevator brought Pyrrha out of her little fantasy. They had been summoned to Ozpin’s office to discuss with the Headmaster the situation that had happened. The second time this week, what with having to account for Nora’s… incident, but this one felt even more dramatic. Jaune seemed nervous, but Pyrrha knew to remind herself that they couldn’t really be in any trouble—this was an unexpected issue with a Semblance that had been previously tested, but, because they had tested it away from people, they hadn’t realized what effect it might have. These things were to be expected, and, besides, Pyrrha was confident it’d wear off. After all, she didn’t magnetize the metal objects she picked up with her Semblance permanently.
Of course, she’d never really had it boosted before...
“Take a seat,” Ozpin instructed, and the two of them sat across from him, looking over the desk as the Headmaster paged through the paperwork he had spread out before him.
“You’ll be relieved to know that none of the girls who were… affected by your Semblance are showing any sign of permanent damage.”
Jaune let out an audible sigh of relief, but Pyrrha could tell that he was about to say more… and that he was putting the good news first.
“The problem is… all six girls still report that their, ahem, thinking has been altered.”
She could tell Jaune’s eyes were going wide next to her, but Pyrrha had questions that needed to be answered, right now.
“They’re still obsessed?” Pyrrha asked, trying to hide the eagerness she was feeling.
“Not an obsessive interest, no,” Ozpin clarified, “They’ve calmed down from that, but… each of them independently reports that they...”
“Just say it,” Pyrrha said, growing tired of the whole song-and-dance, “We all know what you’re talking about.”
Ozpin nodded. “Very well. All six report that they still find the two of you to be very attractive, likely the most attractive man and woman they’ve ever known. It seems the intensity of their feelings has been corrected, but it’s left an impression on their parameters of male and female sexual attractiveness.”
“What does that...” Jaune searched for a word, “mean?”
From the way he was clearing his throat, Pyrrha could tell that Ozpin didn’t particularly want to have this conversation, “Well… it seems that, while they’re no longer feeling a compulsive need to, um, date you,” yeah, that was what they were feeling a need for, “each and every person affected by your combined Semblances report the two of you as the most attractive person they know of, including people they know or celebrities, regardless of prior sexual preferences and identities.”
“...Oh.” Jaune said.
Well, Jaune, she imagined herself saying, I guess we’ve got no choice but to build us a harem with all our hottest friends and it would sure be a shame if we gave Professor Goodwitch a demonstration of our new Semblance combo.
But instead she remained silent, desperately trying to think of something, anything to say that… achieved the same goals as what she was imagining without… literally saying that.
Pyrrha Nikos was hot. Smoking hot, really, she was a top shelf, Grade A babe, and Coco had a very precise measuring system for that. A lot of Beacon girls were in her tier—Yang was pure sexuality, Blake had that mysterious, foreign beauty thing going on, and Weiss was the kind of elegant pretty Coco didn’t really go for, but she got it. Pyrrha, though, Pyrrha balanced all three of those. Coco had had the hots for her for a long time now, even if it hadn't been so... amplified before.
But Arc was… a guy. Even before you factored in the fact that he was Jaune Arc, there was the simple fact that Coco wasn’t really into guys.
But shit he was hot now.
Coco didn’t feel like her attitude towards men had changed. Fox wasn’t suddenly attractive to her, neither was Spruce Willis. Just Jaune Arc. That was her one exception.
And what an exception…
Thinking back to when Jaune put his hand on Pyrrha at the start of the match, the moment where Coco suddenly felt all loopy and then she opened her eyes and… yeah, she got weak in the knees. Barely able to process how badly she wanted him. And Pyrrha, she was wild about Pyrrha, but she was already wild about Pyrrha, but with Jaune…
Ohhh, she wanted to be the filling in that sandwich!
Even now, though, now that she didn’t have this overpowering desire for Jaune and Pyrrha to step on her, just to feel their feet against her skin, Coco had to admit… she still really wanted to have sex with him. To leave a trail of kisses down his broad, muscular chest. To suck his cock while Pyrrha watched, or have the both of them give him a tittyfuck, or make out with her while Jaune was fucking her and eating Pyrrha’s pussy.
What was wrong with her?
She’d just been through the single most embarrassing medical examination she’d ever conceived of, listing not just her sexual history or romantic history, but a description of her crushes, and yeah, she had been honest. About Goodwitch. She could feel the judgment radiate from the nurse who insisted she wasn’t judging. And then she was asked to rank the attractiveness of different figures while hooked up to an aura machine.
And while seeing Jaune and Pyrrha’s pictures didn’t drench her panties like in the arena, her heartbeat definitely sped up, her breath caught in her throat, and she realized that she was very much going to have a hard time talking to either of them without embarrassing herself.
But fuck, that kiss… it’d all be worth it for one more kiss!
Right now, she and Velvet were sitting together in an examination room, the two of them just left to sit and kill time while they hoped to
“I wonder what Team RWBY’s talking about right now,” Velvet said, suddenly speaking up.
Coco shrugged. “What’s it to us?”
“I dunno,” her ears wilted a little, “Aren’t you… worried they might be plotting to cut us out of the-”
“Velvet!” Coco protested, “We’re not thinking straight! We shouldn’t be getting all… paranoid. Besides, Jaune and Pyrrha... have each other, they don’t-”
“How was the kiss?”
“What?”
Turning to stare at her teammate, Coco looked at Velvet in disbelief.
“Wasn’t it the best kiss you’ve ever had? Better than any you ever imagine you'll have in the future?” Suddenly, she sighed, her eyes taking on a faraway look. “I thought I was in love with Jaune, but when I kissed him, I realized… I didn’t even know what love was. I wanted to feel like that forever, and all we had to do was find a way to convince them to let me just join them in bed, and I would get that.”
Coco… Coco didn’t know how to respond to that. Yeah, it had been a damn good kiss, but… well, would she call it the best kiss ever? Was it…
Shit. Velvet was right.
“What do you think we should do?” she asked Velvet in a panic. In a more normal time, she’d have noted that she was the one freaking out while Velvet was the one who seemed to have it all figured out, but right now, she wasn’t thinking things exactly through, due to the aforementioned freaking out. Well, she was thinking of something through, what it’d feel like to have her lips on Pyrrha’s while Jaune-
“I have a plan,” oh thank the Brothers, a change in subject, “to make sure that we all get fucked by Pyrrha and Jaune.”
Aaaaaaaand she was right back to the original subject, but between the whiplash and the intensity of her imagination (well, the usual intensity of Coco’s lechery, but now it was about a guy) made her just lean in, eager to hear more.
Stepping out from Ozpin’s office, Jaune let out a deep and weary sigh.
If he had known how weird his life would become by going to Beacon, he would have… probably still done everything he’d done the first time. He glanced to Pyrrha, letting his gaze linger on her as they walked back to their dorm. She was really... incredible, wasn’t she? In the ring, in the meeting with Ozpin, she was the one taking charge, she was the one asserting herself as the leader. For as much as she told him how comfortable she was taking his orders, how often she encouraged him to just tell her what he wanted her to do, that she’d follow his orders, no matter what they were. She told him that a lot, sometimes without any prompting, late at night, while he tried his hardest not to take a peek at her underwear.
He did the laundry for his team, he knew Pyrrha used to have more… ordinary pajamas, so how come she never seemed to wear them anymore!
Ugh. He was such a letch. And right now, the team needed a leader. But at the same time, he also knew that trying to tough it up, prove himself a leader only served his ego—it didn’t help the team unless he could provide leadership. So he knew what he had to do: swallow his pride, and ask Pyrrha for help.
“Pyr,” he said, hating that he was letting her down yet again, “I really think… I really need to know what you’re thinking we should do here. I’m out of my depth and I need your help.”
“I guess...” she started slowly, clearly feeling as embarrassed as Jaune was that they were even in this situation, “I guess we’ve got no choice but to form-”
“JAUNE!”
They both turned in surprise to see the last person Jaune could really face right now. And she was furious.
It was Coco. A girl he felt extremely guilty towards. And who should still be in the infirmary? But before Jaune could ask about that, she pointed a finger at the both of them accusatorily.
“I don’t know what the two of you just discussed with Ozpin, but I hope you thought long and hard about what your Semblance has done to two teams of Beacon students.”
Jaune cringed in crushing guilt. He’d been thinking about what he’d accidentally done to his friends, but he also had to remember that his actions could impair the function of the defense of Vale. This was even more serious than he’d been able to imagine it. “I- I promise,” he said, trying to sound like a responsible leader, “that I will take care of this situation. No matter what it takes, I fully commit to making this right.”
“Good. Because if you two don’t start dating all of us, then the jealousy is liable to tear this entire school apart!”
“I pro- WHAT?”
Even Pyrrha seemed startled by this. “Wh-what do you mean?” a clear nervousness in her voice. “I mean,” she laughed, “if you’re suggesting that you all become our harem, I guess if it’s the only way...”
Pyrrha was trying to keep her spirits up, but Jaune knew that this plan simply couldn’t work. “I mean, we can still try to undo this, without doing anything drastic!”
Coco sighed. So did Pyrrha, for some reason.
“Listen, Jaune, I think I’ve got more… perspective than the others, cause I am literally not attracted to any other guys, so I’m not… all woo woo about you right now, but I know the other five aren’t going to sit easily with any situation that doesn’t end without them getting some from the both of you.”
“Well...” Jaune looked to Pyrrha, nervously biting her upper lip. Dammit, did she have to look so goddamn attractive all the time? Obviously, Jaune wanted to bang all seven of them, ideally at the same time, and getting to see Weiss and Pyrrha make out, or fucking Velvet while she ate out Coco had entered a few of his fantasies, but now was not the time to think about depraved lewdness! He had to help his friends!
“Here’s what we can do,” Jaune suggested, “The two of us will rotate dates with the girls to keep jealousies from getting out of control, and this way Pyrrha doesn’t have to… have to do anything she doesn’t want to,” with me, he added subconsciously, the voice in his head knowing that the only reason he had so many beautiful girls throwing themselves at him was mind control, and he couldn’t bear the thought of forcing Pyrrha to be stuck with someone like him. "And that'll buy us time to find a way to-"
“Nope!” Coco laughed, “I talked it out with the other girls, and we’ve all agreed. Jaune: you’re dating Pyrrha. It’s official and you are going to be taking her on dates, with us. Sometimes all seven, sometimes just threesomes, but you two are an item now.”
Jaune turned back to Pyrrha in shock only to be cut off.
“I GUESS WE HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO DATE, THEN!” Pyrrha said, way too loudly.
Oooooookay.
Jaune wasn’t the best at picking up on certain social cues. Really, Jaune was only intellectually gifted in one, single dimension, and that was in Huntsman’s tactics. Everywhere else, he had to admit, he was kind of an idiot. But even he wasn’t so dense as to not realize what her words had to mean.
‘Pyrrha, do you...“ he swallowed as he saw the clear, vibrant anxiety on his partner’s face, “Do you like me?”
“She does,” Coco interrupted before Pyrrha could respond, “and, yeah, you like her too. Everyone but you two knows that and we’re not going to sit by and deny ourselves while the two of you just dance by each other. So! As agreed, you two: dating.”
Jaune and Pyrrha could only sputter in response to Coco’s brusqueness, a brusqueness she was using as effortlessly as her minigun, blasting right through their objections until they were just shattered fragments of words. Jaune had to give her this: Coco was the one person at Beacon blunt and forceful enough to punch through all this awkwardness and make... this relationship happen.
“You two and the rest of us: fuckbuddies. Some dating, ideally, but we’ve agreed that you two should get to set the pace of these relationships.”
“Wait,” Jaune cut in, “but what about the jealousy issue?”
Coco’s smile got wider, “Why, so you do want to date all of us? How sweet of you, Jaune! Pyrrha, your thou-”
“Yes!”
That was… a very fast response.
“Pyrrha...” he asked, the second time in five minutes, “do you… are you interested in other women as well?”
“I just think it would be...” her eyes darted as she looked at him, “I just think it’d be really hot if we had a big, sexy harem of girls we could have orgies with, okay! It’s my fetish and I’m not ashamed to admit it!”
From the looks on her face, she was, a little, ashamed to admit it, but Jaune knew that just meant it had taken her a lot of courage to tell him. And he must have put her through hell not picking up the obvious clues he was completely missing. So the very least he could do was support his part- support his girlfriend in this trying time.
Wrapping her in his arms, Jaune pulled Pyrrha into a searing, long awaited kiss. He felt her lips underneath his, lips that had never expected to feel what they were feeling now, but surprise quickly gave way to desire as she kissed him back, the two of them passionately making up for lost time as Jaune and Pyrrha’s tongues introduced themselves to each other.
As Jaune broke the kiss, he nuzzled Pyrrha’s cheek, watching as her body tensed every time she felt his breath on her ear as he whispered: I think it’s a really hot idea, too.
“Oh gods!”
They turned to see Coco leaning against the wall, red faced and panting. “So-sorry,” she said, catching her breath, “You two really don’t realize how attractive you are to us now. So attractive...”
Pyrrha laughed. Jaune did too, as, with a wicked thought, he lead Pyrrha over to the first of their new shared girlfriends and planted a kiss on her left cheek as Pyrrha did the same on her right. And Jaune couldn’t lie—seeing the cool, composed Coco Adel completely lose her composure as she came right in the middle of the hallway was a major turn on for him.
Not so cocky now, was she?
Best.
Semblance.
Ever!
Right now, Pyrrha was splayed out on a bed while a small pile of girls were kissing and rubbing every inch of her. She wasn’t sure whose pussy she was eating, but she knew that it was delicious, or who was eating her pussy, but she knew she was an expert. The mouths on her tits were suckling with gusto and her right hand was groping someone’s tight ass (she was pretty sure it was Weiss’s, but she’d have plenty of time to get to learn her new girlfriends’ bodies) as her left was fingering someone’s pussy.
But Pyrrha knew the real fun stuff was coming when she heard the door turn. Her girls heard it as well, and there was a sudden scramble of bodies racing to the door, letting Pyrrha see who had been where (she had been right about Weiss’s ass!), and giving her the beautiful sight of six sexy, naked babes throwing themselves at her boyfriend.
“Hey, hey, hey! Let me shut the door fir-MMMPH!”
He was cut off by the eager swarm of girls who simply didn’t care if someone saw their naked bodies in their rush to greet their boyfriend. Pyrrha thought it was only appropriate that the girls be allowed to show their love however they felt, but Jaune disagreed.
And yet, he didn’t want to be more controlling, as much fun as that would be!
Well, Pyrrha could get him there. He was a man after all, and his objections pretty quickly dissolved as Yang and Velvet had him buried in their nice, fat tits, Coco and Weiss clung to his arms in adoration, while Blake and Ruby, those naughty girls, helped him out of his pants. She giggled at the sight, licking her lips at the beautiful view in front of her and slipping her fingers into her pussy.
Ah, but fingers felt so insufficient when there was something even better right in front of her!
“Bring him over here, girls,” she purred, and they were quick to comply. The only thing they liked better than Jaune or Pyrrha was the two of them together.
“Such good girls,” she said, stroking Velvet’s ears, making her bunnygirl moan in lustful desire as the rest of them were practically drooling to see the most beautiful woman they knew spread her legs to accept the hottest stud they’d ever met.
Well, she certainly couldn’t fault them for their tastes…
Already well set up by their little harem, Pyrrha was very wet and Jaune was very hard, so no foreplay was needed as he knelt down on the bed and pulled her legs over his shoulders as he slid his shaft right into her and got to work!
Oooh, he was good. Once Pyrrha learned that she needed to abandon anything resembling subtlety and just point blank tell Jaune what she wanted, she could finally break through the barrier of obliviousness and damn he was good at keeping her satisfied. But he wasn’t alone...
Looking around at the drooling girls, their faces filled with naked, lecherous desire as they moaned at the sight of their personal sex gods giving them a private show just made Pyrrha so much hotter. They adored her, and she loved to soak up their lustful stares as she felt her magnificent stud of a boyfriend finally give her the railing she’d been hoping for since she speared him in Initiation!
Oh, Pyrrha was a dirty girl, and she loved finally being able to play the part she’d been fantasizing of for so long! Especially with how good it felt to take Jaune so deep inside her pussy, making her squirm and wriggle to feel him scratch her itch! He was a maestro, his baton conducting a symphony of cries, with Pyrrha his lead vocalist and an eager chorus giving a backing track of lusty moans.
Time to give some direction of her own... "Weiss!" she cried out, her voice interrupted by Jaune's thrusts, "Kiss Jaune!"
The white-haired girl was all too eager to carry out Pyrrha's order, something she wouldn't even have dreamed of before that fateful spar. Jaune's thrusts slowed a little as he was distracted by Weiss's passionate kisses, but the sight of Jaune and Weiss together was more than making up for it. "Ruby! Help your partner out! Yang and Velvet, I'm gonna suck your tits while fingering Coco and Blake! Now hop too it!"
The exhortation was unneccessary, the girl's all too eager to be included that they zoomed to her side. She alternated between Velvet and Yang's bosoms while her fingers pumped away into Coco and Blake's very wet pussies, the usually in-control girls now so wild with lust they were practically humping her hand. And all the while, Jaune's dick was taking exceptional care of her, absolutely pounding her even as Weiss and Ruby fought for his attention, rubbing their slender bodies against Jaune's and brushing Pyrrha's legs. Their girls were crying out in praise and ecstasy—there was nothing they loved more than watching their hottest couple make love. Pyrrha wanted to make it last, but...
Mmmm, she’d been primed a little too well, hadn’t she? It wouldn’t do for The Invincible Girl to give and underwhelming performance, but at the same time, Pyrrha really couldn’t bring herself to care with how good she felt, just absolutely drowning in lustful attention. Besides, if she came now, that’d mean some other lucky girl would get Jaune’s cum… and she was a very generous girlfriend, wasn’t she?
With a shuddering cry, Pyrrha gave in, toppled over the cliff, and came hard around Jaune’s cock. What a man she had, what a stud… And the best part was, now she’d get to watch. As Jaune withdrew, Weiss and Ruby were on his cock in seconds, eagerly slurping it up and getting it nice and clean. Eager little Velvet had crawled on top of Pyrrha to kiss and grope her, while, from the sound of things, Yang and Blake started to make out and Coco whined with need, reminding Pyrrha that, even as dazed as she was, she had to take care of her darling harem girls.
Soon, though, Velvet had rolled off Pyrrha, and she could try to take charge of the room once more.
“So,” she giggled up to Jaune, moaning as Weiss struggled to take his shaft while Ruby suckled on his balls, “who do you want to fuck next?”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, an eager chorus of “Pick me!” exploded from their audience. The sight of so many gorgeous babes, some with fingers still in their snatch, so eager to get fucked… Pyrrha couldn’t imagine anything sexier!
“Now girls,” her boyfriend lectured—oh, she loved when he got stern!—with a playful wag of his finger, “You know that we have a system to keep things fair...”
Gods above... best Semblance ever!