He's Mine, by Aetheling

Team JNPR were relaxing in the floor's common room, Pyrrha and Nora trying to pick a movie while he and Ren were working on snacks. His first semester was complete at Beacon, and things were looking his way: Pyrrha was just about the best friend he could ask for, Nora and Ren were great, and he hadn't failed out of Beacon or died horribly. Wins across the board! With mid-terms complete and the semester break kicking off in a few days, JNPR had time to unwind a bit on campus; Pyrrha had invited all of them to come with her on a trip to Mistral, so JNPR would get to enjoy their vacation as well!

Jaune, armed with his massive bowl of popcorn, and Ren, with a plate of crackers and a crazy bean dip, moved back to the couches just as the girls settled for a comedy. Nora immediately yanked Ren down next to her on the loveseat, and Pyrrha scooted over on the couch to make room for him. He settled down, stretched his legs, and prepared to enjoy the show.

They were enjoying themselves, watching two teams of rival Hunters bumble their way through an increasingly complex job, when Jaune felt someone land in the space next to him, Looking back over his shoulder, he found one of Beacon's more… mixed points.

"How's the movie, hot stuff?" Bleiss asked, leaning towards him. Behind her, Jaune could see the rest of Team RWBY moving into the room, Ruby waving anxiously to him as she dug into the fridge. Her message was clear: "I'm sorry she's there, but I'm not taking her back". Jaune could feel Pyrrha glaring at Bleiss from his other side, and he sat back a bit, hoping to minimize the trouble the girls would cause.

"It's good, Bleiss, you guys joining in?" Bleiss scooted closer to him, just a hair closer than he'd like, and focused on the screen. "So," he thought as his eyes narrowed, "she's playing a longer game today…" Rather than let her distract him longer than necessary, Jaune returned to the movie as Blake, Yang, and Ruby took up spots in chairs and on the floor around them. Movie night with RWBY and JNPR could be nice.

They made it about, oh, thirty minutes before Bleiss started acting… Bleiss-y. Just about when the ghost-robot-alien took over, he felt her move closer, their legs touching from hip to toe. Jaune debated sighing tiredly or laughing excitedly, but opted to move closer to Pyrrha. Bleiss, of course, followed him down the couch. He moved again. She moved again. Pyrrha, now forced into a ridiculously small space, glowered at Bleiss, who glared right back.

"Bleiss, would you be so kind as to make some space?" Pyrrha asked in a very tried, polite tone.

"Nikos, would you be so kind as to stuff someone else's cock in it?" Bleiss countered in a mocking voice. They'd opened at eleven, it seemed, and he knew it could only get worse from here. Bleiss and Pyrrha never came to blows, Pyrrha never even shouted at the girl, but the mood could drown a Grimm in unhappiness. He needed to resolve this. Now.

Nora turned up the volume in an effort to drown out the argument and protect the other five friends.

He scooted away from Pyrrha, pushing the much smaller girl back towards the other side. He briefly considered how nice Bleiss felt against him, but focused on the job at hand. The girl in black was taken off guard by his aggression, but she soon smiled at him with one of her more frightening grins.

On one hand, he'd gotten Bleiss and Pyrrha to break it up. On the other, he'd gotten her attention again. Well, more of her attention than he usually seemed to have.

"Ooh, frisky today." Bleiss purred from beside him, and she swung her legs onto his lap. He did his best to not follow the length of the pale legs that rested on him. "I never figured you for a top, Jaune, but I won't complain." There was a polite coughing to his other side, and Jaune turned embarrassed to Pyrrha. His partner gave him an apologetic smile, but focused past him on the other girl.

"Bleiss, please put your feet down: the couch isn't your bed." Pyrrha pushed meaningfully at the black-booted foot pointed towards her. Bleiss pushed herself up onto her hands then, bending her legs up as well.

"If this was my bed, Jaune would be enjoying a much better show, Nikos. How about I just sit on him? He's mine after all." The smaller girl reached out then, lacing her arms around his neck to hang off him.

"B-Bleiss!" he stammered, trying to recover from her lunge. Before he could pull away, Bleiss rested her cheek against his, still staring determinedly at Pyrrha. "G-guys, can we please just enjoy the movie?" The rest of their friends had opted to steadfastly ignore them.

"Mine. All mine." As the beautiful girl hanging off him finished speaking, Jaune felt something altogether new. It was cold yet hot, smooth but rough, it was terrible but felt so good. Bleiss' tongue dragged across his cheek, from jaw to ear, dragging a shudder from him that turned to a yelp when she bit down lightly on his lobe.

Pyrrha fired out of her seat, her hand flashing to Bleiss. With both of her hands locked around his neck, Bleiss was unable to block the grab, and Pyrrha hauled the girl off the couch by her ear.

"Oww! Fuck! Let go, you skank!" Bleiss thrashed madly as Pyrrha hauled her towards the door, but she couldn't escape his partner's grip. Jaune stood up immediately, of course: he wasn't about to let them get out of control, but he felt a tugging on his waist. Looking down, he saw the telltale black glow of Pyrrha's semblance pushing on his belts' buckles, forcing him back into his chair.

"I won't break anything, I promise." Pyrrha growled, still dragging Bleiss in her wake. Jaune's legs gave beneath the force of Pyrrha's polarized pressure, and he fell back onto the couch. Helplessly, he watched the door close on his best friend and his… whatever Bleiss was.

There was a loud slurping, and Jaune returned to his friends to see Nora watching him side-eyed over her comically large glass of soda.

"Ya know, Bleiss was probably expecting you to be involved in the spanking."

The fucking bitch let her go once she shut the door behind them, so Bleiss immediately swung a slap at that talking lamppost. Nikos only caught her arm and pushed her back. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" She seethed at the giant.

"I'm not the one licking boys, Bleiss." The girl said sternly, crossing her arms and giving her a high and mighty look. It made her want to kick the girl in the balls; she had to have those to be that massive. "The only reason I even let this go on is because Jaune seems torn on the matter, but you need to learn boundaries, Bleiss."

"Fuck you, Nikos! You're not his mother, you don't get to control his love life." The other girl very visibly rolled her eyes, and she felt her blood boil. She wanted nothing more than to go in swinging, but she wasn't an idiot: this cow could beat her in any fair fight one-handed.

It was a good thing she didn't plan to fight fair.

"Fine. You want me to back off? I'll do it. Hell, I'll even let you try your luck on him." The girl was clearly expecting the "but" of the statement. She put as much vicious glee in her smile as she could fit, until the grin was dripping insincerity. "All you have to do is lick him back."

The way the blood fled from Nikos' face was so. Fucking. Satisfying.

"W-what?" The giant asked, leaning away. Bleiss pressed in for the kill.

"Lick him. I licked him, so he's mine. But if you do it, then he's yours. And I certainly wouldn't poach your man, Pyrrha, no matter how dreamy he is. All you have to do." She rested a finger on her jawline, tapping lightly. "Is lick him, right here. Before we all leave." Nikos' eyes flickered between her and the door, and their hearts' desire beyond.

Bleiss took hold of the handle, and when the bitch didn't pin her to the wall or some shit, she went back in. Her golden-haired dream watched her walk in, and she made sure to put a little extra into it for him. His blushing told her it was working. She carelessly dropped into the space beside him, doing her best to nonchalantly return to watching the movie.

The sound of Nikos' hesitant steps back to the couch was orgasmic. She could smell the fear coming off her. Nikos talked a big game, but she knew that girl didn't have what it took to land Jaune. She didn't have the will, the fire, the hunger it would take to keep Jaune coming back.

Past her veil of hair, she watched Pyrrha sat down next to her man. Watched as she fidgeted in place.

"Clock's ticking, you bitch." The malicious thought brought a shiver to her frame, but she repressed it. Nikos' cowish green eyes meet hers, and the girl moved. She scoots closer to Jaune, but not close enough to worry him. Or her. They're not even touching yet, and Nikos looked like she's about to shove her hand inside a furnace.

The movie went on past the three of them, the rest of their friends stalwartly avoiding their scene: they understood to not putting their fucking noses in her love life. For several minutes, the eight of them seemed to just go back to watching a movie.

Pyrrha moved closer when the explosions started on screen, bringing herself against Jaune. To her personal frustration, Jaune leaned into the contact, but she suppressed the anger: Jaune was an incredibly emotional guy, he wanted to make sure a "friend" was okay. He just didn't knew the friend was a clam-jamming bitch.

Pyrrha stayed leaning against him through the big fight scene, Bleiss watching her the whole way. The girl looked back to her, and Bleiss made sure to lick her lips: just to add some coals to the fire. The shooting started up again, and she watched Pyrrha bring her face even closer to Jaune's.

Nikos' chin was hovering above his shoulder at this point, her eyes locked onto Jaune's cheek. Bleiss rolled her eyes at the chick's desperation; at least she kept up the illusion of watching the movie.

Pyrrha's mouth opened, her tongue peeked out.

"In the end, they just have to have faith." The voice echoed from the TV. "Ain't that a bitch?"

Jaune, Nora, and Ruby all fired out of their seats, cheering as the credits rolled. With Jaune removed, Bleiss was able to look on Pyrrha clearly, tongue peeking out like some kind of retarded puppy. The three of them started bustling to the door, chatting excitedly.

"I can't believe they did! And the thing with the bomb?" Ruby squealed.

"I KNOW!" Nora cheered from next to her, Jaune nodding along with them. Yang, Ren, and Blake started moving for the door, leaving Pyrrha and herself alone on the couch. Pyrrha's hands were trembling in her lap as she watched Jaune walk out the door. Wordlessly, Bleiss rose from her seat, walking towards the other girl.

She leaned forward, waiting for Pyrrha top notice her. When the girl finally did turn in her direction, Bleiss put on her best smile as she leaned in.

"Well, I guess he's all mine then. Don't worry, girl: I'll let you know how good he is." Pyrrha's eyes fell to the floor, and Bleiss walked off.