A commission for beacontacticsmod! They asked for a prequel/partner kind of story to my Pyrrha/Weiss/Yang OT3 in my story Carefree. This will explore how the three of them got into a polyamorous relationship, which is something I've never written before, but know plenty about.
This takes place in a Normal Life College AU!
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With All My Heart
Chapter 1. The Girl At The Gym
Yang did her best to ignore the beeping alarm of her cell phone that morning, just as she tried to do every other morning.
She buried her face deeper into her pillow and groaned in defiance.
"Ugh, Pyrrha, make it stoooop."
Her roommate, who also just so happened to be her girlfriend of several months now, was lying in bed beside her, also just being roused by the noise.
Luckily for them, their dorm room was a bit different from most of the others on campus, where the beds were more or less built into the walls at opposite sides of the room. Yang's bed was like that, but for some reason, the other bed was moveable, and could easily be slid across the floor.
And even more luckily for them, the beds fit perfectly beside one another. Which allowed for the two of them to keep as close together as they pleased at night.
Yang lifted her face only barely to glimpse Pyrrha's form beside her. Her girlfriend was just pushing herself up now, stretching her arms out before herself. The long, crimson hair that was usually tied into a neat, straight ponytail for classes or other social events was now loose, wavy, and a little frazzled, a charming sight none but Yang ever got the privilege to witness.
Pyrrha reached out for the nearby table where Yang's phone was giving off its irritatingly-jovial little jingle of an alarm and swiped it to silence the sounds, bringing relief and quiet to the room once more.
"Thank yooouu..." Yang sighed. "Just leave it on snooze. Ten more minutes..."
As she resigned herself to nap a little while longer, Pyrrha took the time to take note of things in a bit more detail.
The sunlight coming in from behind the drawn curtains was certainly the same kind of dull light that typically shone through at 7AM on an early spring morning. Usually, they'd have to be getting up now if they'd want to make it on time to their morning classes.
But as she looked down at Yang's phone again, she caught sight of the date. Squinting, she peered across the room at the calendar hanging on the back of the closed door and sighed.
"Yang..." Smirking, she put the phone back down and reached over to pat her girlfriend's back. "You forgot to change your alarm since yesterday morning. Today's Saturday."
In one swift, enthusiastic – but still clumsy and sleepy – motion, the blonde girl rolled herself over to face her roommate.
"Really? Oh god, thank god. That's the best news I've heard all week..."
"Is it?" Pyrrha mused. "What about when I told you I was taking you out to dinner on Wednesday?"
"Hearing that today is Saturday is the second best news I've heard all week."
Pyrrha chuckled at Yang's lazy, happy correction and leaned down over her for a soft kiss. Yang hummed against her lips and reached up to loop her arms around Pyrrha and pull her down.
"Well..." she mumbled. "Now that we're both up, how about some quality snugglin' time?"
"That sounds wonderful."
Pyrrha rested her body gently over Yang's, bracing just a bit of her weight on her elbows on either side of the pillow.
She knew better than anyone just how strong Yang was, considering she'd watch her lift weights at the gym every chance they got. But she knew she herself had quite a bit of muscle as well, and she didn't want to crush Yang so early in the morning.
She could feel Yang's fingers curling through her hair, running all down her back. Yang knew her sweet spots, and even now was deliberately brushing the pads of her fingers and the very tips of her nails lightly along Pyrrha's spine, just barely pushing against the fabrics of her nightgown.
The touch was feather-light, and she'd perfected the technique enough by now to have it elicit a giggle from Pyrrha within seconds.
"Yang!" she squealed softly. "Are you sure you're awake enough for a tickle fight? You won't win unless you really give it your all."
"I'll take my chances."
"All right, then. So be it!"
Their tired eyes met and sparked with a bit of a friendly challenge.
Pyrrha retaliated by sliding one hand behind Yang's head and gliding her nails along the nape of her neck. The unexpected counterattack made her stiffen up and jolt a little.
"Oh, shit-!"
But it was too late, and the blonde was soon trapped in a losing fight against her own laugher. She wiggled her fingers over Pyrrha's back to try and dissuade her, but Pyrrha had the advantage of her surprise attack and quite literally stayed on top for the moment.
"You should have taken those extra ten minutes, Yang!" she teased. "There's no way you'll best me now!"
"We'll, h-haah, w-we'll see about that!"
Yang flashed her hand down to the small of Pyrrha's back, then quickly ran it up along her side, over her ribcage. Pyrrha squeaked, and that single second of lapse was all Yang needed in order to reverse their positions – again, quite literally.
She pushed Pyrrha off of herself in one skilled movement, flipping her over onto the stationary bed triumphantly.
"Hah! Now take this, Nikos!"
Yang used both hands to tickle all up and down Pyrrha's sides, straddling her hips to still her thrashing legs.
"Y-Yang!" she cried between bouts of not-so-composed laughter. "Y-Yang, that's no fair!"
"All's fair in love and war, babe. And this is a little of both!"
She continued her tickling, then leaned down to quickly kiss Pyrrha's forehead.
From under her, Pyrrha did her best to grab her hips and slide her hands up under Yang's tank-top to tickle her toned stomach, but Yang batted her hands away. Despite her sleepiness, Yang wasn't one to back down from a fight, especially not one like this, without giving it her all.
Before long, Pyrrha was twisting and turning futilely beneath her, pinned down to the bed helplessly as she laughed uncontrollably, the sound of pure merriment.
"A-All right!" she gasped. "Yang, y-you win! I surrender!"
"Now that's what I like to hear."
With a smug grin on her lips, Yang relinquished her attack and pulled her hands away.
Pyrrha lie breathless beneath her, her clothes ruffled and hair a mess, her smooth skin covered in a thin veil of sweat, eyes closed and lips smiling as her chest heaved. It was both adorable and attractive all at the same time, overall making her as irresistible as ever.
Yang gave in, leaned down, and kissed her briefly, then pulled away to let her breathe again.
After a moment of regaining her breath, Pyrrha's eyelids fluttered open and shifted into focus on her.
"That makes this... five wins for you..."
"And four for you," Yang finished proudly.
"Don't worry," Pyrrha sighed. "I'll catch up and pass you soon... when you least expect it."
"Buuut now that this fight's over, you can't ambush me for at least another hour, don't forget."
"Yes, yes. I know the rules, Yang. Come here..." She opened her arms and gave Yang that needy, imploring look, the one she knew she couldn't resist.
With her victory already decided and accepted, Yang happily gave in and lowered herself down again. Pyrrha pulled her into an embrace, letting Yang rest on top of her now.
"Mm, as the winner, you deserve a reward, Yang~"
Pyrrha kissed her cheek softly and started running her hands up and down through her hair. She rolled Yang's shirt up a bit and slipped her hands underneath to scratch lightly over her skin in slow strokes and soothing circles.
Yang was moaning within seconds.
"Pyrrhaaaaa... oh god..."
"Shhh... you just relax now. Let me give you your prize, Yang..."
She felt a shudder of anticipation go through her girlfriend as she continued to run her hands all over her back.
Slowly, Pyrrha shifted their weight again, intending to get on top of her for something a little more mischievous.
But they were both so caught up in the drowsy, relaxing moment, and were so eager for what was to come next that neither was paying attention to where they were on the beds. They'd rolled each other over quite a few times already in their skirmish, after all.
With both their weight on the moveable bed now, Pyrrha's attempt to flip them over once again resulted in flipping more than just their positions.
With a dangerous shift in weight, both girls tensed up and let out little wheezes of curse words before the inevitable befell them.
Literally.
Pyrrha went down first, and Yang landed on top of her, knocking the breath out of the both of them as they hit the floor in an unceremonious heap of tangled limbs and hair. At the same time, Pyrrha's bed slid and was turned over onto its side, crashing against the underside of their work desk as the pillows and sheets slid off the mattress and onto the girls below.
It was all over in a matter of seconds, the sounds of the furniture slamming together and the thudding of bodies onto the hardwood floor quickly fading once again into silence. Then it was only moans and groans and wheezes.
"Ow..." Yang grunted. "Oh geez... talk about a rude awakening..."
"Yang... are you okay?" Pyrrha wheezed from underneath her.
"Yeah..." She sat up rubbing her head and tossing the sheets off her back. She found her girlfriend's hands and helped her sit up, then reached over to fix the strap that had fallen down her arm. Yang shook her head, but her lips were smiling despite it all. "God, Pyrrha. That was really something. That went from being one of the most inviting moments of my life to probably the unsexiest thing ever."
"I'm sorry," she chuckled. "Perhaps I can make up for it later?"
"We'll see." Yang leaned over and kissed her again, and Pyrrha happily returned it.
Now that they were both definitely and unarguably awake, they had little choice but to start their Saturday early.
As they pulled one another to their feet, they smoothed out ruffed clothes and hair, shared a few more kisses, and mumbled about what had just happened.
Together, they righted the furniture and made their respective beds up as neatly as possible.
As Yang started pawing through her drawers, she paused to ask Pyrrha's opinion on what they should do for the day.
"Hey, are we gonna hit the gym again?"
"Sure! I'd love to!"
"All right, then I'll dress for it." She pulled out an outfit very similar to her sleepwear, another tank-top and a pair of shorts. "I wonder if that girl will be there again..."
"Oh, you noticed her, too?"
Pyrrha's response made Yang realize she'd spoken out loud. But she was even more surprised to hear Pyrrha knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Yeah," Yang nodded. "You mean that girl at the gym, right? The one with the pretty white hair?"
"Pretty?" Pyrrha repeated, raising an eyebrow in mild interest. Yang quickly realized her blunder and quickly stammered to correct herself.
"N-No, I didn't mean it like that, Pyrrha!"
"Calm down, Yang. I'm not offended." She crossed the room and took Yang's hand in hers to ease her nerves. "Just because we're dating each other doesn't mean we won't still find other people good-looking. I'm rather glad you said that about her, because I was actually thinking she was quite cute, as well."
"Oh thank god." Yang pulled Pyrrha into a quick, tight hug. "I was afraid you'd get mad or something."
"Not at all! And besides, it's difficult not to notice her. She always seems to be there when we are, doesn't she? It's only natural we'd take note of her, right?"
"Yeah. You're totally right."
Yang let her go, and Pyrrha kissed her nose.
"Maybe today if she's there, we could strike up a conversation with her. She seems like a nice person," Pyrrha said. "I know it's none of my business, but she's always by herself and I can't help but feel she's lonely."
"Yeah. I thought the same thing. Sometimes she looks a little sad and I can't help but wanna go over and chat her up, y'know?"
"I feel the same. So since we both agree on it, if she's there today, shall we go talk to her? Just for a bit?"
"Sure! That's fine by me!"
With that little tidbit mutually decided on, they continued going about their morning routine.
They took turns in the bathroom to freshen up and change, and in a matter of minutes had grabbed their personal gym bags, stepped into their sneakers, and were out the door to get some breakfast.
A/N: Sorry the first chapter is so short! This whole fic is stemming from a drabble that ended up being chapter 2, so the first few chapters are a bit short. However, future chapters will be much longer!
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