AN: Someone commissioned Chapter 2 so here's Poly JNPR


Hydrophily Chapter 2


They were all young, older than most, but of course still naught but teens and in the prime of their life. Perhaps what had factored into why they had made the decision. To date each other and to be happy. All four of them.

There was Jaune, giddy, blonde and the last to reveal his queerness and attractiveness towards Ren, his boyfriend. Nora, the small and feisty ginger with the perky bust who loved Ren ever since she could remember, and who instantly fell for Pyrrha when she arrived at Beacon and Jaune only weeks later. Pyrrha herself, with the beautiful auburn hair and the perfectly sculpted body that had been carved by gods and angels to be the most beautiful being known to man. Of course all three of them agreed she was the most eloquent of beings and almost worshipped her during their intimate bedtime moments. And then there was Ren, beautiful and elegant Ren with his gorgeous hair and silent temperament but his ultimately loving nature; there were reasons Nora referred to him as a sloth, but once she, Pyrrha or Jaune made a move on him, he was fully engaged and always made the best love.

All four of them loved the other three more than life itself, no matter what, even if there was an argument, and there were at times of course. But they never stayed at odds with each other. There was always JNPR and there was always the love they shared for each other.

The best things, the greatest times, were when they all spent the entire day together, from dawn until dusk, never leaving each other's sides.

Jaune and Ren would begin the saturday morning by waking themselves from the bed - they had ditched the beds being pushed together and somehow had fitted a larger one inside the dorm room -and readying a beautiful breakfast for the ladies. Nora always took pancakes flipped expertly by the near naked Lie, while Jaune mastered his baking skills as under chef and treated the sleeping Pyrrha to waffles with berries. They were perfect, not just the breakfasts but also the men, in how lovely they were for the sleeping girlfriends, who always seemed to magnetise together once the bed was lacking the boys.

Carrying the plates over, shirtless and sometimes even completely nude, Jaune, in his caring nature would always wake Pyrrha first, kissing her on her cheek before doing the same with little Nora. The ginger herself always arose last, begging for the last few seconds where could keep her eyes shut but once Ren and stunning taller redhead smooched her quaintly on her lips and cheek, she always relented and took her pancakes in bed.

The girls were always fed, the pair always electing to eat only over half of their servings while taking the odd forkful and offering it to both Ren and Jaune, for the boys never disliked one breakfast over the other. There was always the idle chatter about the bed, what they were going to stack their weekends with, how they said they were always going to study and stay focused on the school work that was due. Although in the end, Jaune would always pounce on Pyrrha a little after she was done, or part way to finishing her waffles, with his lips always taking to her midriff and kissing her sweetly, with Nora taking her lips. From there it was a short leap to all of the Team simply clearing the mattress and piling on the beautiful woman, kissing her all over. Once she had giggled and laughed her fill, Ren liked to take Jaune in kiss, fully encompassing the blonde's lips with his own and making the man moan into their moments. Ren loved to kiss Jaune, it was such a breath of fresh air, running his fingers through the man's golden locks and feeling the soft flesh of his thigh. But of course Nora was never one to leave her childhood partner simply just Jaune and Pyrrha. No, the feisty ginger always demanded to have Ren's lips on her and her hands around him, on his legs, around his rear and buried in his crotch too.

If ever the four slipped into warm and loving intercourse before even leaving their bed in the morning, no one ever complained and they always saw it through, until all of them were serviced and ready to sleep in some more. Until Pyrrha advised them all to get up and get dressed.

She had planned, that day, for them to finally do something that was both fun and heartwarming, something they would enjoy while also being beneficial to their training and to the team dynamics. They were all going to make ample use of Beacon's pool, which rarely ever got visited for reasons unknown to Pyrrha or anyone else. People just did not go there. But they would, they would swim and have the time of their lives.

And they did.

Nora dived in first, with Ren tossing his shirt off and flying in after her in some of the most well fitted and accentuating pants all three of them had ever seen. So much so Jaune had nearly choked on his own attraction to the man when he saw them, not that he could for long for Pyrrha giggled and pushed in the blonde while she set all their bags on the side. She dove in with grace and form; her figure sublime in her two-piece with the bottoms giving her rear volume and curve. The remaining three were stupefied as her tall and beautiful body gliding through the film of the water. She popped up a second later with her hair soaking and still beautiful. All would agree that Pyrrha Nikos's auburn hair was by far the most beautiful, the way it shone in almost any light, or how it flowed in her ponytail and even when she had it down when she did.

From there the day, or at least the three hours they spent in the pool together, less training and conditioning each other and more so simply playing and fooling around seemed to melt away. Most of the time was spent in each other's arms simply in the water, combinations of the redheads holding on to either Jaune, Ren, each other or the boys in their laps, but it was pleasant, the most beautiful of hours as they fooled around. Nora splashed about, sparking a small water brawl between her and Jaune on one side as Ren and Pyrrha on the other slowly drifted closely to one another, magenta eyes locked with sparking and reflective emeralds as the water shone in Pyrrha's face.

"Ren," Pyrrha whispered as they slowly got closer and closer, blocking out the sound of the water bout between the little ginger and the tall blonde. Pyrrha was a little struck silent, nervous even as she made her way into Ren's zone, and their palms wrapped around the other's forearm.

They were both vastly more muscular, obviously so, than Nora and certainly than Jaune, but the ginger was still strong. And Ren blushed amorously whenever he had the pleasure of touching Pyrrha's bare biceps. This was no exception. The lotus was blushing a faint trail of pink in his cheeks and it forced the cutest of smiles from his girlfriend with red hair drifting closer.

"Ren, Ren," Pyrrha whispered again, wanting her exotic other partner to acknowledge her. Her heart had climbed to a race, a sprint inside of her and she was feeling so warm, something in the water reacting with her heart and soul as she enveloped Ren's aura with her own. "Ren…"

"Yes, Pyrrha?" Ren gulped, offbeat and falling through a small hole in the fabric of space and time. Whatever she was doing with her aura was most certainly working with him. It was as of she was a warm pot of water, opening his many pores. "What is it Pyrrha?" He asked again, almost afraid at what her next whisper would herald.

"Ren, kiss me, please?" Pyrrha asked in her sudden whisper and climbed into an embracing hold with the long haired male.

Ren's expression dropped just a tad and his magenta eyes widened, seeing her lips coming for him. He felt himself tensing, suddenly nervous about how he would kiss her, Ren always thought he was a bad kisser outside of a sexual encounter. But he wasn't. That was why Pyrrha wanted his soft and pleasant kisses, and she was having them now, her emerald eyes pleaded with his.

"Kiss me softly Pyrrha," Ren countered, and he loosened instinctively, gently pressing his rather feminine feeling lips into hers, and they lost themselves in the water for an infinite amount of moments as Jaune and Nora's laughter flooded the enclosure of the swimming pool.

It was an utter and perfect bliss for all of the team. They were in the purest and indestructible form and instance of love.

Not long soon passed before Nora and her taller blonde boyfriend stopped their mucking about in the water and lazily drifted in the pool over to the pair from Mistral who were still making out so beautifully. Ren's hands were exploring all over Pyrrha's perfectly toned body; around her thigh, her hips, up her chiseled back, her lower abdomen of the cut. And Pyrrha's hand and body were wrapping around Ren's firm foundation in the same gentle and yet lusty fashion. Her fingers were running through his mane of wet and gorgeous black hair, twirling the pink streak around another finger. Her sublime legs were wrapped around his fine waist and she was bearing over him, but still pushing her soft lips to his and eliciting touches from his tongue to hers. It was so hot to watch from where Nora was, piggybacking the playful Jaune. It was all so silent, so blissfully quiet.

Of course, Nora and Jaune could not stop themselves from keeping their own lips contained. That started a lot more spontaneously, with Nora giggling so softly and leaning around his ear to kiss Jaune's beautiful face on his smooth cheek. "Hehe, gotcha," she whispered into his ear upon her retraction and wisping away of her ginger locks, which had gotten fairly soaked.

"Oh yeah, honey?" Jaune retorted and spun around, holding Nora up with his newly developed strength. He held her in the air and slowly and gently put her back in the water. She giggled a little more as Ren and Pyrrha blocked it all out and just continued their oral adventure of insistent and gorgeous kissing.

Nora soon came back by booping Jaune's nose with her own and stealing another little smooch from his smiling lips. "Yeah, I gotcha Jaune! Ya gonna get me back or what baby?" She asked with a mocking wink and poked out tongue.

She was fishing obviously for her own kisses.

"If you don't Jaune, I will my love," Pyrrha voiced from behind them, smirking and already making her way out of Ren's hold to pass into Nora's. She was on a mission to ignite things as they were to soon transition into the shower block, where things were going to get more than a little intimate. She did so too, pouncing on Nora from Ren's hoisted hold and suddenly the redheads were kissing before Jaune's very eyes. He made a small squeak as the water soaked past him as Pyrrha leapt for Nora's lips. The taste of sugar filled the amazon's senses and she felt the usual rush of Nora's electric aura run all over her as the ginger kissed her back. "And she tastes so good," Pyrrha remarked, more to her blonde lover standing right next to them, towering in the still water, then the redhead turned back to focus her emerald gaze into Nora's turquoise eyes. "You taste magnificent my darling," she whispered before pulling little and fleeting Nora into another deep kiss.

Jaune felt intrusive, and thus waded back towards Ren a couple of steps away until they were standing closely. The younger blonde felt his own fluid aura want to meld with the exotic and herbal essence of Ren, it was yearning to be felt, and Ren's magenta eyes looked deeply into Jaune's glare of blue. They both felt the sparkling attraction.

Two men, deeply in love, and deeply in tune with each other as well themselves and the other two beautiful and dangerous women. They relationship, their whole deal, was cemented and bound in love. Anything more official and they would be married, but it was far too soon for that band.

As Pyrrha leaned inward and almost pushed Nora down into the water as she passionately cupped her face and kissed her so ultimately, Jaune fet himself magnetised to Ren. Soon they too drifted closer and closer, arms wrapping around the muscles of the other like the seaweed and driftwood of the ocean. Before too long, their lips interlocked like the perfect lock and key around gates of love, and they were into it, pressing chiseled and hairy chest into the other. The small amount of blonde hair adorning Jaune's upper chest enticed Ren, and before seconds had passed he was running his gentle hands and fingers through it, with the other through his head hair. He loved it. Loved feeling his way all over Jaune, the tall noodle who had finally learned to fight and become an asset more than a hindrance.

Pyrrha's training had paid off, and now they were all helping him, and results were showing in his biceps, his chest, lower abdomen, and even his ass. Ren's fingers were running through that area, and feeling the hard work that had paid off. No wonder Pyrrha loved to pound it so. Perhaps Ren would have to take the blonde and the redhead for a double team outing when Nora was sitting her upcoming exam. But not now. Now was more close, and more intimate.

For they were still the only four people in the pool, and to them, that meant they were the only four people alive. That was good.

Auras of pink electricity, autumn red, herbal green and sunlight yellow flew around and into the air, to mix and meld as they all explored each other a little more. Even Pyrrha's hands were wandering over the small ginger she was still kissing all over, and in one motion, strong Pyrrha lifted Nora by her luscious thighs and had her straddle Pyrrha herself. Ren was still massaging Jaune's rear as they kissed, and the blonde paladin indulged his own need and leaned in to nibble all over Ren's ear and jawline. His mouth was even salivating at Ren's taste, and his body humming with a pleasurable euphoria that rippled throughout his core and system, making him alert and mildly ravenous to keep nibbling on the man.

But they were all pruning, their time in the pool exceeding far too long, and the water was growing stale against their flesh. It was long past time to get out and shower and Jaune could feel it encroaching as he continued to smooch the pleasant Lie Ren.

"We should get out guys," Jaune let slip as he calmed Ren's advances to kiss him more and pecked him after. Instantly he felt a shudder and a rumble in Nora's aura from across the small pond. He could already tell the little viking wanted to go nowhere but remain right there.

Nora hissed just a little in Pyrrha's arms, breaking their kisses to convey her displeasure at the thought of leaving the pool. The serenity and the tranquility it brought her was soothing and so beautiful she never wanted to leave. Nora wanted to remain in the centre of the pool and her little romantic entanglement for the rest of time, her, Pyrrha, Jaune and Ren, all kissing and all wasting away the hours. That was paradise to the little ginger. But Jaune looked out the window, and saw the sun even coming to set on the horizon. It truly was time to get out.

"Come on little chick," Pyrrha cooed to the little one, relaxing from the bout of kisses and standing straight. "Time to hit the showers I think, right Jaune?" The redhead followed, stretching her perfect frame, causing a few popped blood vessels.

Jaune coughed, already standing himself to leave. "Right, showers, then home for movie night."

The shower block itself was deserted also, the water taking a few seconds to steam up and become warm enough for the freezing teens to slip inside. Pyrrha was the coldest of them all but as soon as she stepped in the shivers faded and she was suddenly back in the Mistralian climate of her home nation. She loved it, and as soon as Nora, Ren and the tall blonde hit the couple extra streams of water showering their chlorine covered bodies, Pyrrha's bikini soon shed itself and hit the floor, only to be kicked away soon enough.

Pyrrha was naked, first and foremost, as her beautiful hands snaked and tamed her curling and damp locks of blissful and deep red. She was impossible to not look at, all three of her partners were enthralled as if she were some form of hypnotist. Her frame was that, and more. The way her rump rear curved from her toned and beautiful thighs, and the way her calves were built, sturdy and muscular. Her abdomen sleek and also chiseled, as if carved by a pantheon of gods, and how it came up to meet her perfectly held and bouncy breasts, how they were so sleek and even shining as she washed herself in the stream of piping water. Her shoulders were equally as enhanced, strong and out there, drawing the eyes in and to look at her expertly kept biceps, and then her tender forearm. Her neck too, and then her jaw, her face, which in itself was a wonder, remarkable and impeccable. Pyrrha Nikos, even fully clothed was undeniable, but in her state of undress in the shower, slightly losing herself in the laxing heat, was pure and almost erotic, a work of art.

It was hardly long before she noticed all three of them staring and soon snapped out of her inner haze of pleasure.

"Is there something wrong? Why are you all staring at me my dears?" Pyrrha asked, her almost modeled stance fluctuating as if she reached to cover herself. "Oh dust, you are staring at… Me!" She cried and covered her breasts and gap between her thighs.

"Gah! Pyrrha it's okay babe! We were just…" Nora stammered.

"The water," Jaune spoke from behind her, gently resting his hands on the ginger's small shoulders. "The way it falls on you, it kinda gives you a glow Pyr, we couldn't stop looking at you in that kinda glow," he told her, not looking anywhere else except her face, at her bright and beautiful emerald eyes. Gemstones in a body that was as valuable as a diamond.

Then Ren showed his smile from behind the boyfriend, his quirky, almost dorkish smile that barely showed unless he was very pleased with himself or something they accomplished together. "Jaune is certainly right, the water makes you seem even more beautiful than you already are Pyrrha. You certainly have a talent for looking splendid in any environment."

"You could be at the peak of a volcano and look gorgeous!" Nora piped up from below Jaune, her fists slightly clenched as if her statement was defiant of her thoughts. In reality, it was. Pyrrha rarely thought she ever looked anything above moderate, obviously never seeing what quite literally everyone else always did. That she was unwaveringly beautiful no matter the weather.

The redhead completely naked chuckled to herself, relaxing at Nora and Ren's statement and blushing at Jaune's. He was always the sweetest like that, and it sparked a small idea in her genius mind.

"Well then, come on you three, I can't be the only one showering naked, let's get it off my dears," she told them, smiling and even partially licking her upper lip. She was as calm as a cucumber, and as collected as ever, not lusty at all, but the thoughts of seeing them all as naked as she was had to entice a certain corner of her mind. They all obliged, of course they did, Jaune electing to go first in shedding his shorts, feeling the warm breeze wrap around his legs. It set him off shivering with surprise for a time, which Pyrrha soon came to him and calmed him with a hand on his cheek and a kiss on his soft lips.

Nora followed, moving next to Ren as she did away with her own swimwear, and then, from the ninja being just a little too nervous about his clean shaven form, she helped him join them in blissful nudity. And it was beautiful, all four of them, completely naked, in pairs, holding each other, not kissing, but closer than that. They just held each other under the water.

Pyrrha held Jaune, and he held her back, his arms curling under her chest and wrapping around her lower back, as she held the top of his close to her. Her breasts pressed up against his chest and she exhaled with some jitters for the combined and shimmering temperatures. He was far warmer than the shower itself.

His mysterious aura no doubt.

And behind them it was different. Nora and Ren had sunk to the floor and he cradled her in his arms, all her energy spent in the flailing about in the pool, now she was tired and unable to continue. Thus he stepped in, holding her closely as the reassuring and care giving boyfriend he was, kissing the top of her head as she rested her cheek on his pectoral. While Ren may have disliked his own naked form, Nora loved it, she always had, even with the lack of body hair all over compared to the small deposits on Jaune's. Ren's hold was always just as warm and just as loving as the others.

The blonde and redhead couple soon looked down to them, Pyrrha sighing a silent coo as she covered her mouth, reeling from how adorable Nora looked before her, in Ren's soft and gentle embrace. Jaune smiled too, beaming with pride and love. No words were exchanged, they did not want to offset her, but they all had the same idea, and Pyrrha reached over, leaning with her legs still straight for the oils and soaps in her washbag a little close to the showers.

They would all wash her together.

Pyrrha handed Jaune the shampoos, he would take her hair as she divided the oils and soaps amongst herself and Jaune, all while Nora exhaustedly hummed and talked to herself as she was slipping into sleep. It was adorable, if not a little strange to wash a girl nearly sleeping in a public shower, but they giggled to themselves as they maneuvered her. Nora's head ended up on the soft part of Jaune's tummy as he laid down, even in discomfort to wash her hair, making sure her face was nowhere near the lower half of himself. He had the manners of the knight they were training him to be.

They cleaned her rather efficiently, all washing her with complete care, Jaune most of all, trying not to cause the tired ginger any source of discomfort, and washing her hair expertly. "I have to say Jauneboy," Nora murmured as she smiled from the treatment her scalp was being subjected to. "You should start a salon if this Huntsman business doesn't work out baby," she teased, eyes closed and teeth showing from her smile. "Your fingers are working magic on my hair babe."

"Well you know how he can use them in bed, I would have thought that would show you what he can do Nora," Ren commented with a smile, looking at Jaune and winking as he worked the suds all over her tummy and then her right thigh as Pyrrha was working on her left.

"Lie Ren, such talk my love," Pyrrha gasped, shocked that the chef would make such a comment with crude intent. Jaune stayed silent as the redhead looked to him for a split second and then back to Ren. "Don't lie when you know all too well what Jaune's fingers can do to you too," she smiled, sniggering. She always laughed a little too much over her own jokes and jabs, where they were only mildly funny Pyrrha would be in hysterics, and when they were extraordinarily funny, she would struggle to breathe.

Jaune found the banter funny too as he massaged Nora's pretty scalp, working the pure magic his fingers were infused with. "Well, my fingers can't work a patch on what my mouth can do," he told them, before leaning down to Nora's lips and kissing them blissfully, thinking he was quite the charmer.

It was only after he leaned back upright, that he realized what he had actually stepped in.

All three of them burst out laughing, even Nora, as he sat there realizing what he had even said.

Time passed, about half an hour just in the showers, Nora had woken up a little from her pampering session and now it was Pyrrha's turn, and Nora and Ren were the ones to adorn her body with sponges to wash her curves and appendages like the artwork she was. Jaune was feeling slightly queasy and had to me a detour to the bathroom for just a moment, telling them not to worry and keep helping Pyrrha. As she washed her own beautiful man of auburn hair the smaller partners ran themselves over her back, her rear, the soft flesh of it, and her legs. But only Jaune, upon returning had the go ahead to gently run the soaps between her legs. The feeling of dysphoria had her knees shaking as he did, but Pyrrha moved past it as she kissed Jaune on the lips, before Nora and Ren both. They helped her feel like herself once again, and her womanhood gleamed with delight as they soon all ran their gentle and tender hands around the edges.

She was cleaned expertly and they stood, staying in a small huddle of hugs and exchanges of lips, like a team, like the relationship they were in. And it was perfect, all felt as if they belonged, no one was out of place, they were the perfect set of cogs and gears and pistons that made JNPR run at maximum output.

If anything about this would change, then they would all change. And if one left, they would all leave. Nothing would ever separate one of them or all of them. It was four, or none. Forever.

They were JNPR, and they were in love, more than anything else in the entire world. They were in love.