Author's note (PLEASE READ): So, you're either good at writing lemons, or you're not. I don't think I'm very good at them, but I do rather enjoy writing them, so if you don't like the one in this chapter, hard luck. Anyway, you've been warned. It is quite explicit, so if that's not your thing, just skip it. I'm not going to put spoiler tags in the chapter itself, since that will ruin the experience for people who DO want to read the lemon. This chapter serves as the conclusion to the Yang-Jaune-Pyrrha triangle arc. Chapter 12: Three As One Yang's POV:
It made her realize: she couldn't just stop thinking about him, and remove him from her life. The thought of doing that hurt. And… she couldn't just go back to being just acquaintances, or even friends. No, that just wasn't an option. The more she thought about it, the more she realized, her feelings were too strong. It felt wrong to think about a world where they weren't together. She was drawn to him, by a raw attraction. And she felt right when she was with him. Happy. And when he had said he liked her, her heart could have burst with happiness. At the time, she was blown away by the fact that he hadn't just confessed to her, but to someone else as well. But looking back on it, she realized: it didn't matter. The really important thing was that he liked her.
Jaune was many things. And on a very practical level, he could be closed off, and hide information. But when it came to his feelings, he was worse than useless at pretending, or trying to conceal the truth. Yang realized she couldn't really place him against the usual standards. She knew nothing about his past, but it was clear enough from seeing him that he had been through some things that no one should have to go through. She also understood that this had been his own choice. Once upon a time, Yang might have thought that anyone who bit off more than they could chew was getting exactly what they had coming to them, but that wasn't the case anymore. At the end of the day, he was just 23 years old, like her. Empowered were already isolated and shunned in society, since ordinary humans saw them as a reminder of the Mutates. This was despite the fact that Mutants and Empowered were the first and strongest line of defence humanity had. Jaune would have had to struggle against that isolation, all while putting himself through the enormous stress of whatever process it took to become the warrior he was now.
And she had a feeling he'd done it alone.
Maybe that's why he'd latched on so strongly to everyone else. It was only natural. This was his first real taste of company, of being with people who wanted him around.
There was something endearing about the simple way he went about that. Lacking any other way to show that he cared, he would throw himself headfirst against whatever obstacle they had to face, so that he could protect the others.
Yang couldn't really consider someone like that by normal human standards, especially those of Vale society.
There was no doubt Jaune's feelings were real, and he certainly wasn't the sort of scumbag who would string multiple partners along just for his own enjoyment.
No, as impossible as it sounded, he had simply fallen for both Pyrrha Nikos and Yang Xiao Long.
While they were at it, Yang realized it was very much possible that he had similar feelings for the other Recruits too.
They were bonded together by the danger they faced together.
And more importantly, they were bonded together by their choice to face it all as one.
Despite all the disagreements, the problems, the fights, the struggle, they were still all here, together. That was what it took, to make a family.
Thinking of that made Yang feel warm inside.
She'd already had a family. Ruby, and Qrow. There was her father, Taiyang. She'd had a stepmother, Summer, who she had been close to. And, somewhere out there, was her biological mother, Raven.
But here and now, with the Recruits: this was where she belonged.
Given all of that, she understood why Jaune felt the way he did.
Any relationship Yang, Jaune, Pyrrha would have with each other, or anyone else, wouldn't be in isolation. Yang couldn't, at this point, imagine any of the Recruits falling for someone who wasn't one of them. They all cared about each other, too strongly for that.
And that was precisely why things had gotten so heated between all of them.
In Yang's experience, triangles like this generally ended badly, with either one or all three of the individuals parting ways or becoming extremely toxic towards each other.
But that hadn't been the case.
Even at her worse, Yang had never thought of Pyrrha as an enemy.
The redhead herself, who had been desperate to hold on to Jaune, had actually finally decided to back off, if it meant Jaune and Yang could be happy.
And Jaune himself had refused to abandon either of them.
Even the other Recruits, who could have been (justifiably, from their point of view) pissed off about all of this, had ultimately accepted it, and aside from the boys initially being cold towards Jaune, not done anything else to make things toxic.
Heck, the other girls had pretty much not even been angry.
All of this led to the conclusion Yang had finally arrived at after three hard days.
Yes, it was all real. She would be with Jaune, and very likely, it wouldn't just be the two of them.
And that was okay.
Which meant, the person she needed to find right now, wasn't Jaune Arc.
It was Pyrrha Nikos.
As she walked away to find the redhead, it occurred to her that there were two strange exceptions to all her conclusions.
Roman Torchwick and Neopolitan.
She shrugged.
Every family had its weirdos.
And that was okay too.
Jaune's POV:"I didn't just come back with a body that's part Mutate. I came back with information."
Around him, the other Recruits were still in awe from the arm blade he had just shown them. He looked at them all. These were good people. And none of them would die out on the field. They'd live to be happy and fulfilled. He'd make sure of it.
"The way we've been fighting them is all wrong," he said. "And a large part of the blame for that goes to me."
This was even more shocking. Jaune had always been supremely confident in his own abilities, and had never hesitated to engage the enemy alone. To see and hear him come out and admit freely that he was at fault was incredible. It was enough that even the boys, who were still slightly resentful of how much female attention he got, forgot their anger.
"Oho?" said Roman, his eyes gleaming. "Now this is new. I'll bite, Jauney. Let's hear where this is going."
Jaune looked at him for a moment.
Despite his mocking tone, Jaune knew what he was doing, easing the conversation along. He smiled slightly. Roman Torchwick was probably far and away the smartest of them all in terms of everyday intelligence.
"Well, firstly, we, I, got carried away after the fight against the Liminal. I was able to take it on alone and win, and that gave me a skewed perception of how I stacked up against Mutates. In clear terms, I underestimated them. This came back to bite me in the ass when I took on the Wolvenheim."
Everyone nodded. While most of them hadn't been able to actually see the action from how far away they were, they had seen the state Jaune was in when they finally reached him afterwards.
"Yang almost died trying to bail me out, because I underestimated our opponent. I can't make the same mistake again. So I studied him. I studied the Wolvenheim, inside and out, and worked his biological design into my own body. Now, every Mutate species is different, so what I learned from him won't apply to every enemy we face. But, I came to some general conclusions, which should be helpful. I can't force anyone to do what I say, but believe me, I don't want any of you to die. I've been arrogant before, and I was wrong. Let me change. Let me help us all.
There was a sincerity to his words that eased whatever remained of the tension.
Sun Wukong finally spoke.
"Dude pulling these lines straight outta movies. Talk about cheesy."
Jaune cringed slightly, but Sun was smiling.
"All right, Jaune. You've made your point. We'll hear you out, right everyone?"
There was a murmur of assent, and Jaune sighed in relief.
He walked over and brought one of the study tables and placed it in front of everyone so that they could form a circle around it. Grabbing a marker and a large sheet of paper, he made a diagram depicting various dots that seemed to be randomly placed.
"This is us right now. You can all see there's no order to how we're working. No precision. And all that is because we've all not been making the best use of our abilities."
He circled a particular dot.
"I've been running headfirst without a plan, without preparation."
He then circled another dot.
"Yang has been trying to back me up, or attack on her own, pretty much the same way I have."
He circled everyone else.
"Once two people start working without a plan, order collapses, and no one ends up making effective use of our Abilities."
He flipped the paper over, and drew a new formation, looking much more organized, on the other side.
Two dots were placed ahead of the rest, and he circled both of these.
"Ruby's Ability is supersonic speed. She'll likely be faster than most Mutates. With my new powers, I'm around the same speed. The two of us are ideal scouts. We run ahead, check out an area, then report back."
He wrote down an important point to be noted.
"But going in blind is stupid, even for scouts. We need to see where we're going. I've already got the Research Division working on special goggles. The Liminal proved that infrared tracking isn't always reliable. But you can be sure, any multicellular organism with a nervous system will show EMG activity. So I've got them working on EMG sights. We check out the area with that first, then Ruby and I go in."
He circled a blank area on the paper.
"Let's say this is where we locate the targets. We scope out the environment. If we can use it to trigger some traps and do damage, we do it. Or we simply confirm that the targets are the ones we were expecting. And we go back."
He wrote down details of a weapon on the paper.
"This is the exact same warhead Pyrrha used against the Wolvenheim. It failed because we were counting only on piercing through. Armoured Mutates can tank a lot of force, and are hard to pierce. But this will help us bypass their durability."
He wrote down some complex looking equations, and quickly drew a few rough diagrams.
"It'll take a long time to explain, but it's possible to manufacture a device that can replicate some effects of telekinesis. In this case, the device will generate a field which destabilizes the molecular bonds of a substance it comes into contact with. That's what we tip the warhead with. We now have a ballista bolt with five kilometres of range, near-perfect accuracy, and almost guaranteed piercing power."
He drew certain dots outside the area he had circled earlier.
"Pyrrha will shoot as many times as she can, eliminating all the targets she can hit. If there are any that survive, they'll be coming at us. Now, I think carrying firearms is a good idea, but expecting them to work is not. We'll have metal dust instead, carried in sealed containers. Pyrrha can use this to rip anything in her range to shreds. It'll be best if the rest of us give her some distance so that she can use this without worrying about us. I'll be running backup. My Wolvenheim form can tank the dust, so if anything survives and heads towards her, I'll take it out."
He circled several other dots.
"Sun's armour is powerful. He can charge right into a fight and tank enemy attacks. If we give him, say, a sword with the molecular-bond disrupting device powering its blade, he can go right though a Mutate.
Blake's flexibility means she can absorb damage and change shape to nullify it. She'll be hard to hit too, and can attack from unexpected angles. Maybe some kind of whip with that special blade on its end, and she instantly becomes a nightmare for Mutate hordes.
Ruby's fast, but hasn't got much durability. Doesn't matter. She'll stay on the outer edges of a fight, using her speed to stay out of melee range. All the while, she's going to be peppering them with small arms fire. But you see, it won't be regular bullets. No, these will be corrosive rounds. No matter what you're made of, if it's organic, you won't react well with it. If they don't outright die, they'll be in pain, unable to react to Blake and Sun.
Once they're weakened enough, everyone backs up, out of range. Nora's a lightning absorber, right? Well, I can pull electrons out of the air, 30 kg worth of them at a time. I'll pump her full of as much juice as she can handle. I know she can project the electricity from her body too, and she's got much more range than me. Well, she's going to lightning bolt whatever Mutates survive the initial attack, and they'll be too weak to tank it.
At this point, it should already be over, but we have so much more to go.
You realize that the biggest part of our arsenal, Coco, will still have plenty left to go. And there'll be Velvet too. A solid light construct of something like a catapult or a grenade launcher. We could have corrosive grenades made. If we run out of rounds, I can make something up on the fly.
Yang will still be fresh. When I healed her, I upgraded her durability. She should be able to absorb a lot more energy now, and her body can break down foreign substances better. Whatever she took before she came in to help me? She can use it again, without hurting herself this time. So we have a power brawler in reserve.
I'll be running support when all of this is going down.
If anything manages to survive, Yang and I will take it down together.
There are variations of the formation that factor in possible water-based terrain, where Neptune, Weiss and Nora all become more effective.
In an emergency situation, we have Ren, who can effectively become a backup version of pretty much any one of us except me. Since his power only copies Abilities, he won't be able to replicate my altered body, only my telekinesis, which I don't recommend using. We don't want him setting off a nuclear reaction by accident.
But yeah, all in all, that's some of the stuff I have planned. There are other weapons I'm thinking of, even armour. The material the Wolvenheim's outer scales are made of is about as close to invincible as anything, and way better than what you guys are using right now.
So… what do you all think?"
Jaune, who had been speaking continuously for almost ten minutes, finally stopped, and looked around.
It wasn't just awe he saw in their eyes. It was eagerness. Hope.
"Dude… is all this for real? You came up with this stuff?" asked Neptune.
"Yeah. A lot of work needs to be done before it can be made, and then there's testing, and we need to do teamwork drills, but yeah-"
"This is frigging crazy," said Sun, interrupting him. "You've been hiding this kind of knowhow from us?"
"Well, I didn't know this much about the Mutates three days ago. But now, I think we have a good starting point. So… are you all with me on this?"
He watched them carefully for their reaction.
"You need to ask? I'm down with this. It'll be good going out there with a real plan and a way to do damage," said Sun.
"I second that," said Neptune. "I'm interested in that armour too."
"Well, if there's one thing Jauney boy has proved, he knows how to battle. So I'll go with his plan," said Roman. Next to him, Neo nodded, looking eager.
"Jaune, this is amazing," said Ruby. "Do you realize how much this is going to improve our chances against them?"
"A lot, hopefully," said Jaune. "But yeah, we need every advantage we can get."
Others had similar thoughts of approval, though many remained silent, coming to terms with their own thoughts about the new methods that had been revealed… and about Jaune.
Pyrrha's POV:
There were several training rooms at Beacon that were open to the Recruits at all hours. Pyrrha would sometimes visit them outside of classes when she wanted to train in private, or just get away from the others. Today, however, she wasn't in one of these rooms. Beacon did have large outdoor grounds, and while most of the training took place indoors, Recruits were allowed outside the buildings as long as they stayed within Beacon.
It was in this field that she sat. She didn't really feel like training. Not at the moment.
"I had a feeling I'd find you out here," said a familiar voice.
"Go away, Yang."
"Sorry, not happening."
Pyrha turned around to see the blonde standing behind her. Yang's expression softened when she saw the Mistralian's eyes rimmed with red.
"What do you want?"
"To tell you that you don't need to do this. That you shouldn't do this."
Pyrrha uttered a hollow laugh.
"It's the only thing I can do, isn't it? There's no way he can be happy with me around-"
Yang cut her off right there.
"There's no way he can be happy without you around."
She walked over and sat down on the grass next to her.
"Look, I did a lot of thinking, okay? And yeah, you were right. You were becoming kinda toxic."
Pyrrha looked down. She knew how true that was.
"But," Yang continued, "I know that's not who you really are. Jaune knows it too. And you've realized the problem, right? That's the first step to getting better. You know why you were becoming that person? It's because you were afraid. And I know where that fear is coming from. I've felt it too."
The redhead looked surprised at this honest and vulnerable side of Yang. The blonde wasn't exactly known for opening up like this.
"But the truth is, Jaune really does like the both of us. And… he isn't the type to lie, or just leave. It was scary at first. But I realized… I'm okay with that. I don't know how much of this I should say, but… it's very likely that he also-"
"-Has feelings for other Recruits?" finished Pyrrha.
Yang's eyes widened.
"I thought the same," said the redhead, looking away. "And I know those feelings aren't shallow, or fake. I even know that it's not like he's dividing his feelings. He wants to give all of us a hundred percent."
"Then what's holding you back? Is this about not wanting to share?"
"No, I've realized that I took that too far. You're all my teammates too. No, I'm just afraid I'll ruin everything, and end up hurting everyone again."
In a completely unexpected gesture, Yang reached and held Pyrrha's hand.
"People automatically hurt the ones they love, despite all efforts not to. It's learning to live with one's mistakes, and improve on them, that makes a relationship. Look, Pyrrha, I can't force you to do anything. But Jaune will be waiting. He'll probably be waiting for you, right until the end. Don't you want to go to him?"
At that moment, all the doubts, the fears, the insecurity, everything trying to bring Pyrrha down came to a head, but she was able to overcome it with a single leap of faith.
"Yes, I do."
Even as she said the words, she was crying.
Yang smiled at her.
"Then what are we waiting for? Come on."
It took the two of them only moments to return to the living quarters.
It was around time for dinner, so the Recruits would most likely be in the dining hall.
But Yang had a feeling Jaune would have waited up for the two of them because he was eager to see them.
She knew she was.
Pyrrha took a deep breath.
This was it. She was nervous, but she was going to go through with it. There were so many ways this could end in disaster. But, if there was a chance they could be together, she would take it.
The two of them took a step forward, and the door slid open.
Jaune's POV:Time had passed by. The others had already left for dinner. He had stayed behind, explaining that there were two people he had to meet. Everyone understood, of course, and surprisingly, were even OK with it. Ruby had even whispered a quiet "good luck" before they all left.
And so, here he was, waiting for them.
He'd thought he'd get to see them when he returned after his transformation, but they hadn't been here. Of course, he could go search for them. But he had a feeling that wouldn't be right. He'd told them how he felt. They needed time to answer. So, he could only wait. He had a feeling they'd tell him tonight though. So here he was.
As the moments passed by, he could feel his heartbeat speed up. He was keenly aware of how his body was reacting, with both nervousness and anticipation. He felt eager. Whatever the answer, he had to know. He felt powerfully drawn to both girls. It was even stronger now than before. The Wolvenheim was predominantly a creature of instinct, and in applying his design to himself, Jaune now possessed many of his traits. While he was still quite human mentally, there were changes to how he felt, perceived the world, and thought. For example, there were less doubts. The habit of constantly analysing was gone, replaced by simply allowing himself to take in the sensations from his now considerably enhanced senses. Many filters were gone from his thought process too.
Just when the wait was becoming unbearable, the door slid open.
Jaune looked up, and his heart leapt.
Two pairs of eyes looked into his own, one green, the other lilac.
He got up, and the three of them approached each other.
Pyrrha and Yang both stared, wide eyed.
"Jaune?" said Pyrrha softly.
"What happened to you?" said Yang.
"Remember the Wolvenheim we fought? He's still alive. Turned out they were holding him in a tank in the Research Division. So they brought me in to analyse his body. I realized how badly we were doing against the Mutates. So I studied him. Learned about him. And then, I used molecular telekinesis to alter my body, gaining many of his abilities and attributes."
Yang and Pyrrha both remembered that he had mentioned once that his ability was telekinesis, and that he could use it to manipulate matter. Neither of them had thought that he was capable of something like this though.
"So you turned yourself into a human Wolvenheim? Just like that?" said Yang, staring intensely into his eyes, her voice low. "Is this what it's like to be a god? You can just do… whatever you want?"
"I'm not a god. I could have died. Worse, if I made a single mistake while altering my genes, I could have become a vegetable. It could have failed many times during the process."
"And you did it anyway?"
"Yes."
Pyrrha spoke up.
"This is how you gained your powers before, isn't it? You modified your body."
"Yes. It took me ten years the first time. But I learnt a lot from it. Which is why I was able to do it in three days this time, though the changes were far more complex."
"I'd tell you that you didn't need to do this. That you don't need to keep putting yourself at risk like this. But you'd do it again anyway, wouldn't you?
"No. I don't want to take a risk like this again in a long time. I've had enough. I want to be happy."
All three of them had drawn closer to each other now.
Both girls smiled at him.
"That's a coincidence, because we want to be happy too."
Jaune's eyes widened for a moment.
"Does that mean?"
There are many times in life when Yang Xiao Long's quips are uncalled for, and unwanted. But at this precise moment, she was able to pull off a one-liner that was not only apt, but a fantastic comic book reference.
"You just hit the jackpot, tiger."
With no one else around, and likely not coming back for a while, there was no longer any reason to hold themselves back.
Leaning in slightly, Yang kissed Jaune softly. Almost tentatively at first, their lips touched, slowly exploring each other, revelling in the warm wetness. It felt almost tantalising how the lilac eyed vixen was barely brushing her lips against Jaune. Hungry for more, he leaned into it, and was surprised when she responded with matching eagerness, opening her mouth wider, and snaking her tongue into his mouth. Unable to resist any longer, he reached out a hand and pulled her closer, till she was right up against him. Her soft breasts were touching Jaune's chest, squeezed against his body. They were amazing, and Jaune could feel the warmth radiating off her, emboldening him. He thrust his own tongue deeper into her mouth aggressively, running it over every inch of her inside. Right away, he was rewarded by the sound of Yang moaning softly into the kiss.
By now, Pyrrha's own eagerness was almost overpowering. Not willing to be left out a second longer, she drew closer as well. Seeing as Jaune's mouth was occupied, she decided to go ahead and give him the chance to do something she knew he wanted to do, ever since the incident in the showers. Taking hold of his free hand, she guided it, without ado, right down her shorts, to her special place.
So surprised was Jaune, his eyes opened wide and turned to Pyrrha, even as Yang was ferociously devouring him.
Pyrrha didn't need to say a word. The lust in her eyes, the light red blush on her cheeks, and the biting of her own lips, the universal signal of "I want you right NOW."
Almost of his own accord, Jaune felt around with his hand.
The redhead was already quite wet down there, proof of how badly she wanted this. After all this time of not being able to do it, having Pyrrha herself show, rather than say, that she wanted him to touch her, nearly pushed him over the edge.
He rubbed gently along her lips, taking his time and not rushing. Slowly, he worked his way to her folds and ran his finger along them. Pyrrha squirmed in pleasure and grabbed on to his wrist with both hands, pushing it upwards. He obliged by sliding one finger inside, and moving it gently in and out. As he did so, he changed his angle a little, so he was also brushing her clit with every movement.
"Aaaah…"
In the throes of pleasure, Pyrrha was now leaning on Jaune's shoulder, biting him. It only encouraged him to turn up the intensity. By now, his other hand had moved down from Yang's waist to her ass, and he squeezed it hard, even while pulling her closer so that she was grinding against his very erect dick.
"Aaah… mmm… Jaune… no fair… you've been packing a greatsword down here all this time…"
Jaune was no expert in the bedroom one liner game, but the opportunity to pay Yang back for all her teasing was too good to pass up on.
Bringing his mouth to her ears, he whispered in a low voice.
"Stick around, and maybe I'll put it in your sheathe."
The result was Yang all but gyrating her hips against him as she tried to eat his face. Drawing back for a moment, she took off her top, and unceremoniously dumped her bra, greeting Jaune with the sight of the two most glorious breasts he had ever seen. Taking her gym shorts off with a cute wiggle of her hips, she took Jaune's other hand, and guided it to the spot right below a cute tuft of blonde hair.
"You. In here. Now."
"Yes, ma'am."
With a finger each now inside both girls, Jaune upped the tempo. Both Yang and Pyrrha were moaning loudly now, eyes glazed over in pleasure.
"Jaune… I'm about to…"
"...Come!"
They both came at the same time, squirting and dousing his hands in copious amounts of sweet, warm juices.
Both girls stood panting, even as Jaune stood for a moment, looking at his own hands.
"Okay. I'm officially glad to be alive."
As if his was the signal, Yang and Pyrrha instantly snapped back to life. With great speed, they each grabbed onto one side of the waistband of his shorts, and pulled, ripping the garment in half. With nothing but a pair of briefs (which was absolutely insufficient), the need for imagination was removed as Jaune's shaft was in clear view. The girls pulled off the underwear as though it were an offensive item, and his dick bounced right up as it was let free.
For a brief moment, the two girls just looked at it.
"This isn't a greatsword. It's a legendary sword."
"Have I mentioned, I really like what I see?"
Pyrrha and Yang had drool running down their chins now. Without any more time wasted, they both latched onto the rod at the same time, in perfect coordination. Working as a team, they ran their tongues along its length, till they both got to the head which they wrapped their lips around in a kiss. Jaune shuddered and grunted as waves of ecstasy swept through him, unconsciously reaching out to grab the heads of the two girls, and bring them closer. Very happily, they took the chance, using their lips and tongues in all manner of ways to please him. Taking turns, one of them bobbed up and down on his shaft while the other lovingly ran their tongue over his balls. After a while, they switched positions.
By now, Jaune's restraint was a shattered mess.
Barely managing to get the words out, he grunted.
"I want to… put it in you… Yang, Pyrrha."
Yang, who was already in a state of complete undress, gleefully volunteered as she stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Something clicked in her mind. Today was not a safe day.
She felt the strongest urge to do it anyway, consequences be damned.
As if reading her mind, Jaune spoke up.
"What you're thinking of can't happen. My genes… aren't compatible with humans… or Empowered."
This was all she needed to hear.
"Put in me already."
Grabbing onto her ass with both hands, he lifted her off the ground, positioning her so that they'd be aligned. Feeling around a little bit, he found her womanhood with his head, and slowly pushed.
Yang grunted in pain as she adjusted to having him inside.
"Are you all right?" he asked. As soon as he thought he might be hurting her, he stopped.
"I'm okay," she said, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. He could be adorable when he was concerned. "Just be a little gentle, tiger."
He nodded, and slowly pulled back before thrusting again. Her warm, wet walls were wrapped tight around him, and it was impossible to describe how good it felt. Keeping the tempo slow, he allowed her reactions to guide him as to what was working and what wasn't.
"Jaune… I'm… I'm about to come…"
Without waiting for an answer, she rammed her lips against his, even as he pushed all the way into her. Yang all but screamed as she orgasmed, hanging onto his shoulder, panting.
One of the benefits of a superhuman body was superhuman stamina.
Jaune junior was still up and ready to go.
Gently, he pulled out and lowered Yang to the ground. She managed to stay up by holding onto him as she caught her breath, before finally sitting down.
By now, Pyrrha was almost insane from the waiting.
He turned to her, and she smiled hungrily, as she took off her clothes. Jaune had seen her in lingerie before, but seeing her completely nude was an entirely different experience.
Her lithe frame, narrow waist, full hips and perky breasts drove him crazy.
"Come here," he said.
"Coming Jaune," she replied in her musical tone.
Instead of waiting for him, she got down on all fours, facing her wonderful round ass towards Jaune.
"Well?" she asked teasingly.
Jaune all but dove in.
Placing his head against her pussy, he slowly slid in, and was greeted with a rough moan of pleasure from the redhead.
She was quite vocal about how this felt.
"Fuck, yes! Fuck me."
Grabbing onto her butt, Jaune decided his next move was worth a try, and gently smacked her ass with a free hand.
"Oh, yes, Daddy!"
If Jaune got any harder, he'd be made of diamond.
He began to thrust, slowly at first, and when he was sure she could handle it, faster and faster. He was very glad he'd taken the time to learn how to restrict his strength to human levels for everyday life.
Pyrrha's loud screams of pleasure, and the feeling of her walls squeezing tighter and tighter against him were bringing him closer to the edge. He wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
When he thought was about done, Pyrrha finally came, with a moan that sounded like it should have woken up everyone in Beacon.
"Pyrrha… I'm at my limit…"
Once upon a time, the redhead would have been selfish enough to just ask him to finish inside her. But Yang had been good to her. Doing such a thing now was unthinkable.
"Slide it out and spray it over both of us, Daddy."
A combination of bedroom talk and genuine consideration that could only be heard in a place as crazy as Beacon.
Yang, who had recovered plenty of energy by now, eagerly came forward, and both girls waited expectantly as Jaune ran his hand a few more times along his length, and finally, spurted out all over them, covering them in ropes and ropes of thick, white stuff.
"You're packing a lot of firepower, huh, Jaune?"
"Kinda ruining the moment, Yang," he managed to say, weak in the knees as he was at the moment.
"Sorry," she said. The busty blonde was licking her fingers clean of Jaune's juices, even as her drops of them still glittered on her breasts.
"I can help with that," said Pyrrha.
Oh, fuck.
Jaune watched, unable to tear his eyes away, as the two unspeakably hot women who had somehow ended up his girlfriends, licked each other clean of his cum.
"Okay, I gotta go," he said. If he watched this any longer, he'd be hard all over again, and then they'd do again, and basically be caught in an infinite loop.
"Hey, wait up!"
The blonde and redhead quickly gathered up their clothes and chased after him, even as he headed to the showers to get cleaned up.
The three of them had finally overcome their issues.
Pyrrha had come to terms with her selfishness, and learned to overcome it while trusting Yang.
Yang had accepted that her feelings were all right, that what society believed shouldn't come in the way of what she knew was right.
Jaune had put aside his isolationist nature, and learned to love and care for others.
It was the start of a brand new world for the three of them, and they couldn't be happier.
Of course, they were unaware that a certain cat faunus had predicted something of this nature might happen, and left a camera cleverly hidden by a book cover to record it all.
But what happened from there is the subject of chapters yet to come.
Bonus Post Chapter Ending:"Unhh… Ahhhh…. Ahh…."
The excited articulations of the three young adults echoed from the sound recording devices, even as the cameras showed exactly what they were doing.
Ozpin sighed and pressed the button that turned off the screens, before hitting another button that deleted the footage.
Over the intercom, he heard a dejected voice.
"Oh, come on, sir! I was watching that!"
"We are unscrupulous scientists, Ivan. Not perverts. Get back to work on building the armour based on Wolvenheim scale tissue."
"Yes, sir."
The Gold Dragon Route has now been unlocked. Additional CGs have now been unlocked. The Mistralian Warrior Route has now been unlocked. Additional CGs have now been unlocked. New scenario unlocked: A Cat's Prey. New character mods unlocked: Restricted Wolvenheim Jaune. See you all next time.