"Bye, Sweetie!" Weiss says, grinning as she leaves her boyfriend with a peck on the cheek. He turns and leaves her to her class while he heads off to the lunchroom. It seems everyone else is currently occupied with something or other, so he sits at a random table off in the corner and sets about eating the meager meal the cafeteria prepared.

Left with little else than his thoughts and a milk a bit too close to spoiling, the man considers his life. Weiss was happier than ever after their stint in the changing room; she'd been a lot more open about her life, not just to her boyfriend, but to everyone. She actually opened up to people outside of RWBY, and no longer seemed to be the spoiled brat she had been when she first got here. While she would never tell anyone that her boyfriend had gone down on her in a public area, she seemed a lot less adverse talking to people about her relationship, and hadn't shied away from mentioning the previously nonexistent side of her that liked sex. She had always been a bit secretive about the side of her that wasn't Ms. Schnee, the perfect student, but she seemed to smile more and let the world know that she was more than grades and priss.

If the man had to guess, sex was sort of liberating for her; her asking Yang to be part of a threesome was a hilarious thing to watch, but then the two of them cornered him without his input. She accepted Blake as a shared partner with little complaints, and then that led to her idea of equality. Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, dragged her boyfriend around Vale with the intent to have sex in a public area.

Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, dragged her boyfriend around Vale with the intent to have sex in a public area.

Weiss was a changed woman. Ever being her boyfriend hasn't prepared the man for such a change. Her revenge for her boyfriend getting to sleep with two of her teammates along with her (one twice!) was to do something he would have thought she considered unthinkable. He had decided to make it a true equalizer when he put her first and blew her, but that still meant that she hadn't thought of it; she had just wanted more sex, and in public this time, not even that concerned that her boyfriend had another woman twice over.

When the man had went down on Weiss, he exceeded her expectations by making what she thought would be fun for both all about her, but he thinks he still owes her at least one more fantasy. He loved being in the changing room and hearing her mewl, but she had expected straight sex rather than receiving oral. The first threesome with Yang was because she had cheated and begged for forgiveness, but going on a "date" with her as the star was in response to Blake. The man let her know she has another pass to bring him along with whatever she wanted to do to make up for Yang. She told him that it wouldn't be another trip to the shopping district, and that, "That will happen again, regardless~" He's interested to see what her mind will come up with that she equates with a threesome, seeing as her first idea was an all day shopping trip followed by public sex, which now appears to be a thing she wants to do every now and then.

The man loves his girlfriend. He trusts Weiss'll think of something nice.

The man's thoughts about Weiss' thoughts regarding her sex life are interrupted as Yang comes into his vision. He looks up at her as she sits down across from him, with an expression that looks... shy? Nervous? Dare he think it, weak? All words that very much did not describe Yang Xiao Long. What's more is that her mannerisms carry the same weakness as she tries to meet his eyes. She's fiddly, wringing her hands around constantly, as if she's expecting punishment.

"Uhh... Hi?" the man says, more as a question than a greeting. He's always been on reasonable terms with Yang, but he's only really talked with her with Weiss around and he feels she considers him a friend, but not much more. She had made it very clear that their relationship hadn't changed after he made her scream, and that she liked him because Weiss loved him. He remembers that she said she only slept with him because of Weiss, and that she wanted to help her friend. She had grinned and said that it was a shockingly good experience, but that he shouldn't think that it meant she was suddenly in love. She wanted to help Weiss, and getting some highs out of it was just her thing. The video of her blowjob was a bonus, but she swore she'd kill the man if he ever let anyone see it. Even after the last one of her out the window went online everywhere, he kept it to himself.

It occurred to the man that the only time he had interacted with Yang since she made well on her bet to go braless was when she and Weiss had cornered him for the second threesome. She hadn't talked to him at all after that, so he assumed she just wanted another go with someone she knew would make her feel good, plus her one of her best friends. That was also the point where she had led him to push her out a window and let everyone see her get cum into while she broke. It was definitely a send off, but the man sort of wishes she would mention it. That feels like something people would talk about. As the man looks at her nervous face, he feels like it might be that time.

Yang looks back every few seconds before she decides to speak. Face red, she asks, "C-can I talk to you?"

The man is still caught off by her nervousness and shy demeanor. That wasn't like her. He didn't talk to her much, but everyone at Beacon knew Yang as the confident bombshell.

"Seeing as we are... Yes."

Yang looks at the man across from her a little angrily, but shies back into her fidgeting. "I mean... talk-talk."

The man feels a slight relief come off his shoulders. He wanted to be friends with his girlfriend's friends, especially one of her closest, and Yang always just seemed like a fun person to be friends with. He wished she would have approached him a bit less... out of character, though. She was clearly opening up to him, which he guesses is a start.

"Sure. Is it about what I think it is?"

Yang looks down at the table, still avoiding true eye contact. She sighs, then lets out, "Do you think I'm a slut?"

The man is caught very off guard.

"Umm... What? No. No!" The man stumbles through his words, trying to instill the confidence back into Yang. "What is this about?" The man does not instill much confidence.

The man genuinely doesn't believe that Yang is a slut; she made it abundantly clear that she was only willing to join a threesome because she trusted and loved (as a friend) Weiss. He thought she'd have said yes if Blake asked her, and maybe even those JNPR members she seemed to hang out with frequently, but only them. Still, Yang Xiao Long was definitely sexual, and then the video... But the man believes that that's just who she is: a pleasure seeker that liked sex.

"It's about the pictures..."

For a split second, the man's brain splits; one part goes to the dark side that recently spent far too much time looking at Yang Xiao Long's nudes for someone that had a long term girlfriend, and the other going to the light side that felt incredibly guilty about having looked at the images of the girl's shapely curves as she peeled off her uniform. The guilt is the slightest bit alleviated when the man remembers that he had sex with her twice, but the pictures of her stripping, playing with her legendary boobs, and toying with her womanhood as she mimed blowjobs had surfaced shortly after the second threesome. They were definitely explicit to say the least, and he thought that she wasn't like that. Again, she let him take the video of her blowjob, but she said she'd kill him if he released it. Though, the nudes coupled with the other video meant that he imagined almost the entirety of Beacon has seen Yang Xiao Long in her perfect entirety, but that doesn't explain why she was asking the man if he thought she was a slut. At least he can say that he had seen her naked before, and she had given him a blowjob, but now the world could see her whenever.

The world could see Yang Xiao Long, the top heavy blonde famed for her cleavage, as she stripped for the camera. The first of the set online was simply of her in her uniform, looking strangely cute rather than overtly sexy; her face was a precious beg, asking an unknown viewer if they wanted to be part of the fun. The second turned to the familiar look of thrills, lust, and passion that usually followed Yang, with her taking a provocative pose on a bed. Her legs were kicked up as she padded a pillow, asking for someone to join her. The next picture was getting to what made the pictures what they were; her back to the camera, Yang Xiao Long giggled over her shoulder as she began removing her uniform jacket. The white of her blouse framed her powerful shoulders as the next picture had her drop the jacket entirely, brushing her hair out of the way. The next picture, on first glance, was back to the first, being just a cute wink to the camera. A closer inspection revealed that her fingers drew attention to her nipples, which were visible through her top. The braless Yang blew a kiss to her scroll in the next image as she turned around and raised her butt. As the man thought about the next few pictures, he catches Yang watching him process and decide to move the conversation forward.

The man looks back at Yang, trying not to show that he had stared at those pictures with hunger in his eyes. Weiss wasn't always in the mood, after all, and a glorious reminder of time spent sharing Yang felt good. As blank as he can manage, the man responds, "What do you mean?" He couldn't pretend he didn't know they existed; he had been there when a dozen videos were taken of her getting bent over a window, so denial was impossible.

Yang looks back. The man realizes she's probably looking around to see if people are looking at her like she is what she's asking about. He takes advantage of the situation to continue thinking about the pictures she released.

The man remembers Yang's flawless rear point towards her camera, framed underneath her micro skirt. Black thong clearly visible, the next image had her lifting up her skirt to show off her panties more before she lightly slapped it. You think of how well composed each shot was, perfectly capturing her every motion with the timed camera shots. Next, Yang was back to facing the camera, but this time with less conservatism; her large, perfect, immaculate breasts were visible in full as the blonde lifted her blouse to her collar, holding it in her mouth. The next several pictures were of her grabbing, toying, twisting, or otherwise violating her nipples and breasts, each image hotter than the last.

Yang looks angry with the man, probably for admitting he knew about, and therefore more than likely had fun with, her nudes. "I'm only talking to you about this because of what we did together, okay? Weiss won't talk to me, and it's hard to with someone else..." He nods, fighting the urge to take pride in the fact that she trusted him in matters of sex. She stops for a second, seemingly thinking about her next words. The man's mind wanders as he glances and her breasts, taunting him in her tight as ever uniform.

Yang's breasts sufficiently teased and her nipples sufficiently erect, Yang had seen fit to remove her top in full, leaving her completely topless for the camera. She wasted no time pulling down her skirt in the next few images, peeling it down to show off her thong as she ran her hands over her perfect body. Wiggling in her tiny black panties, Yang had shown off her amazing ass in addition to her breasts. The next series of images was her on the bed, rolling around and pushing her breasts into it to show the softness and cuteness of tease. Finally, after several dozen images of lead up, Yang set about removing her panties, covering her womanhood for a single frame before the reveal. She was clearly wet with lust as she broke her fingers to show off every man's end goal with her, turned on by her own display. And then, she went and did it; Yang Xiao Long masturbated for the camera, countless images spent on her rubbing one out. Everyone with some want for sexual gratification watched Yang pleasure herself, frame by frame until she gave out, leaving several more shots of her sweating naked body as she came. The man is somehow divided on which was hotter, Yang's very explicit nudes of her alone time, or actually having sex with her. She was just that good at taking pictures of herself.

The man tries to make his expression say that he'll have to talk to Weiss about abandoning her friend rather than say he's thinking of Yang pleasuring herself. It seems to work, and the blonde finally breaks the silence asking, "Promise you'll believe me?" Yang takes another sigh and says, "Those... aren't me. None of them are me!"

"Okay..."

The man takes a second to process this information.

"Wait, what!?"

Her eyes flaring red for a split second, Yang looks as if she's about to explode. She calms down before making a move, but her face turns to a glare. The man is unsure if it's better for her to be depressive or angry. Angry Yang was more normal, so this must be better. Returning to lilac, she breathes a bit.

"Those pictures aren't me. I've never taken any nude photos! And that one video was just for you!" Yang's expression is caught between pouty and angry, still annoyed at the hesitation when they thought she shared her nudes. Blushing again, she looks to the side and whispers, "...Thanks for not sharing that. It was just because of Weiss, okay?"

To be quite honest, the man wouldn't quite believe that, but Yang sounded extremely serious. Nudes seemed like something she would do, but sharing them with the world was a bit different. Before the man can comfort her, she notices his expression of clear disbelief.

Angrily, Yang shouts, "No, I haven't!" She quiets down when people start to look. "I've taken sexy photos and a few naughty selfies, but nothing like those ones! And I'd never show them to everyone!" She blushes, making her adorable in a somewhat disconcerting way. She looks like Weiss does when someone mentions her relationship as she stares at the table. "That kind of thing is only for very special people... And now everyone thinks I'm a skank because of that video..."

Something clicks. Something about what Yang was saying was just... wrong, wasn't it? If the girl in those pictures wasn't Yang Xiao Long, and that wasn't her in the video getting filled...

"Wait..." the man mutters, putting pieces together.

"What?" Yang says, still nervously looking around.

"Yang, I ask this in all seriousness," the man starts, feeling the need to clarify, "How many times have we had sex?" He gets slapped. He deserves it.

Yang looks incredibly angrily before saying, "What are you talking about!?"

Cradling his now reddening face, the man says, "Please answer. Please." Something wasn't adding up.

Returning to fidgeting around, Yang looks down and says, "With Weiss. That's it."

"Once?" the man asks, a realization dawning upon him. He feels his face start to reflect his horror.

Slightly confused and seriously starting to get angry, Yang replies with an annoyed, "Yes. Just that time when you and Weiss came up..." She trails off. The gears begin to click in her head as well, confirmed when she asks, "W-why?"

The man looks at Yang, his face painted with a regret he can't help but feel. "Yang, I've slept with you twice."

Shock fills Yang's face as her mouth falls open. "N-no... We haven't... I didn't..."

"You and Weiss cornered me, brought me into a classroom, and then we had another threesome. And then, at the end, I... You... The window..."

Yang's face falls flat. Her eyes close before flaring up red, her hair following as it whitened. "What!?" She readies herself to deck the man before her, but stays her hand. He feels like he would have deserved it, though he only put together why now.

The man confirms his realization that de did not have a second threesome with Yang. That Yang was someone else, and the Weiss probably was as well. He had sex with two strangers, one looking to tarnish the reputation of Yang Xiao Long and beyond succeeding. Thinking back, inconsistencies start to pop up from that time in the classroom: Weiss hadn't brought Dust despite saying she never left without some after her first use, his girlfriend seemed far lighter when he handled her, both her and Yang's breasts felt slightly different, both girls had cum far faster than before, in the shockingly few times Weiss had spoken (she only started talking after being blindfolded, too, which coincided with Yang being reduced to whimpers...), she had called one of her best friends a whore and a bitch, and then Yang had thrown her sweating naked body out of a window. The man was far too overwhelmed with lust at being invited to share Weiss and Yang, but neither girl was who they said they were.

"I had a threesome with someone pretending to be you and Weiss. I was the one pressing you– whoever– out the window. "Weiss" was there, too." The man looks at the shocked blonde before him, his face showing genuine regret and shame. "I had no idea."

Yang looks at the man across from her, speechless. Her eyes looked sad, but her face was absolutely furious. Eventually, she mumbles out, "I can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I just can't– MOTHER GODDAMNIT SON OF A BITCH YOU'RE TELLING SOME SKANK IS IMPERSONATING ME!? AND YOU–" She stops herself from finishing her statement, looking the slightest bit pleased at the numerous people looking at the two, happy at the doubt she filled the room with. She slams the table with all of her force, then looks ready to remove a head from shoulders. Again, she stops herself, calming down as she seemingly regains her confidence. The man is happy that Yang seems to be going back to her usual, non depressive self, but he'd be happier if she wasn't so on edge.

"I didn't know!" The man says just loud enough to be urgent and just quiet enough to not continue gathering a crowd of onlookers from Yang's outburst. "I didn't know!"

Breathing a long, long breath, Yang cools herself off and looks forward. Clenching her fist tight enough to cause her knuckles to whiten, she says, "I REALLY want to blame you. I'm so goddamn pissed at you right now, but I'm going to fight every single thought in my mind that wants to break your stupid dick."

The man feels his heart skip a beat. "Thank you thank you thank you!" basically pleading. He's impressed and frightened at how she turned around this conversation. Even if some wouldn't believe her, she had just filled the entire cafeteria with doubt over the fact that SHE had posted HER nudes. She had managed to turn a shared revelation into a way to clean up her name and get set on the path to not being labeled a slut.

Yang, back to her fiery self, looks the man straight in the eye and says, "I'm not to de-man you for two reasons: one, Weiss would never forgive me if I broke her boyfriend's dick off, and two, unless you suddenly became the world's best liar, you didn't know something was wrong." He nods vigorously, trying his best to let her know that he had zero idea that he had slept with two unknown girls. "You do deserve a haymaker to the freaking jaw for thinking I'd want to be screwed out of a window by some guy who only got lucky because of his girlfriend's amazing and understanding friend, but I can only imagine what went down in your head when you saw my– some bimbo's tits asking for a good time."

"I was not under my best judgement," the man continues to plead. "I promise, I'll do anything to help you figure out who did this so you can deal with them. I'll do anything to make it up to you!" Yang looks at him, greedily.

"Careful what you say, lover boy," Yang says with a thankfully genuine smile. Her attitude back, the man feels incredibly happy that she was willing to make light of the situation. "You do everything you can to help me figure out who those skanks are so I can knock some heads around, and then I'll think of a fitting punishment for you." Suddenly, Yang's mood depletes and she looks down at the table again. "But... Can you please start by telling Weiss I'm not a slut? She thinks I'm just a skank now and I want her to be my friend again."

The man has another realization.

"Oh, god..." the man says, looking through Yang.

Back to her normal demeanor, albeit somewhat frightened, Yang asks, "W-what? What is it?"

Weiss' boyfriend looks Yang in the eye and says, "I have to tell Weiss..."