Ren had needs. Dealing with Nora constantly, her infuriating need for pancakes, affection that didn't go far enough, and loud noises and stories was...Stressful to no end. Especially with how she insisted on bouncing around in those damn skirts of hers.

He loved her, he truly did deep down to his heart... But a guy's gotta have a few minutes alone to sit down, relax, and enjoy himself. Especially when the woman he wants more than anything insists on bouncing around, letting everyone in the world see her milky thighs and bright pink underwear. If he was the suspicious sort, he'd almost think she did it on purpose a lot of the time.

And now they were sitting in class, the girl's leg pressed against his, barely an inch from his fingers where they rested on his own thighs. For once, she was quiet, focused on the fights that were happening- but he could only feel her thighs against his slacks. So irresistibly soft, and even more so in how close they were… Swearing, he decided his need outweighed the class.

He triggered his Semblance, waiting a few moments for it to take effect fully as he gently ran his hand against Nora's thighs, all of it seeming quite normal to the girl and the people around them. Which matched his Semblance name. But as he felt her thighs against his fingertips, he felt his own needs growing.

He went a bit deeper, rubbing his thumb against her panties as Nora shifted and groaned light;y, looking down at him. "Ren, do you need something?"

"Nothing quite yet, just sit for me right now, and loosen up your skirt a bit. Okay?"

She nodded, going back to the fights as she unzipped her skirt, letting her partner pull it down her hips and lifting so he could slide it further past the curve of her generous behind and drop on the floor around her feet. He urged her legs open with a hand, pulling at her soft thigh gently, and she spread until her stopped her and leaned back slightly, so he could access whatever he wanted. Just like he'd told her so many times before.

They were more than practiced at this by now, Ren was… Quick to escalate and exercise his needs out on her, and she was always willing whether he used his Semblance or not. She knew what to do, how to do it, and that she should always be on the pill, at least until they were ready for something more than being just partners that banged sometimes. All just in case Ren was 'in the mood'.

Which was also the reason for Nora only wore a thin, lacy pair of panties, instead of shorts or something more protective under her skirt.

"Pyr, can you scooch over? Ren wants to take care of something." Nora whispered, the Mistralian taking a single look at what was happening under the table and nodding, sliding a bit to the side slightly in the bench and pushing Jaune over a bit to make room. "Thanks, Pyr! You're the best. Right, Renny?"

"Quite." Ren said quietly and distractedly, as Ren raised a hand, cupping her most intimate of places and gently rubbing it, hearing Nora's breath hitch as she gave a soft and contented sigh, eyes closing slightly as his fingers went to work. Finding her sweet spots was easy, he'd been doing it for years, and inside a minute she was panting and gripping the table in front of them hard enough for the wood to groan.

Below them, the currently fighting team finished, and goodwitch looked into the crowd, her eyes passing over the two as she picked out another team.

Trading out his left hand for his right while he played with her, he pulled her against his shoulder and wrapped his left arm around her shoulders, resting his hand on her throat and forcing her chin up so he could nip at her throat, making the woman groan loudly as he found her collar and bit down gently, "Reeeeen… Don't be mean..."

He smirked in reply, tugging her panties to the side as he dug his fingers into her, ever-so-gently moving them inside her, the woman moaning every time he touched one of her sweetest spots while he held her throat and kissed up it, biting the tender flesh while his thumb rolled her clit gently on occasion to draw out another groan or a moan. Kissing his way up her throat and to her ear, he bit on her ear lobe gently, "Suck me off, Nora, and I'll think about letting you cum."

"Okay, Ren, whatever you want." She said, turning on the bench and bending down to work at his pants with her fingers while Ren reached down her back to grab at her ass greedily. After a bit, Nora had fished out his dick through his zipper, gently licking the head a few times experimentally before she opened her mouth to suck his dick.

Groaning, he pulled her hair out from in front of her face and held it there, using the grip he had to encourage her to take more and more of the shaft into her mouth. With his other hand, he gently squeezed her ass, kneading the soft flesh before sliding his hand further down to reach past her ass and prod at her entrance, the woman moaning around him pleasantly at the contact and taking more of him as encouragement.

Pulling her by her ass, he hauled her further into his lap so he could get easier access between her legs, and she moaned loudly even around his shaft as several fingers entered her, toying with her and driving her closer to the edge.

She gently hummed in reply, sending vibrations through his dick as she pushed herself deeper into him in gratitude, speeding up a bit as he grunted in pleasure. He sped up his fingers a bit in reply, sending a shudder through Nora's body as she came, his fingers getting drenched as the sounds of his fingers entering her sound out amongst the sounds of combat and slamming a fist into the table with her climax hard enough to splinter the wood.

"Cumming." He warned quietly, as Nora continued do deepthroat him, holding her throat down as the first few bursts came from his dick, quickly filling her mouth until she pulled away unable to breath, his member leaving her mouth with a wet 'pop' as his seed splattered across her face, the woman panting lightly and standing up in front of him.

"Now that you two are finished…" Miss Goodwitch said, tutting gently as Nora swallowed his load and smiled satisfiedly at her. "Miss Valkyrie, you are up. Assuming you don't need a moment to catch your breath?"

"No, Miss Goodwitch." She said, stretching as she rose and heading for the changing room, "I'll get ready to smash some heads, now I'm in the mood for smashing~!"

"And do wipe yourself off, will you?" She chided lightly, shaking her head in a good natured way.

She scooted out of the way, her fluids still on her thighs, her pussy still on full display, and a few streaks of cum on her face as she walked down the stairs, Ren's eyes firmly on the girl's rump as she swayed her hips a bit more than usual for his benefit, almost to say 'follow me and have more fun~'

God he loved Nora.