By nature, Ilia wasn't a very relaxed person. After the life she led… yeah, it'd be obvious as to why. More recently, however, Ilia had turned her life around. She had a home, a life, and a job (but no still no partner :( ). A job that afforded her an outlet for her feelings, and also a chance for a vacation. She was used to travel, but that was for… work back in the old days. So, after saving some money and after a recommendation from her friends, Ilia was in Mistral!

Ilia had spent her first day exploring. After arriving, she wandered the sliding streets of the town, admiring just how unique it was. The main city was built onto a mountain, descending into a spiral of buildings and businesses. The culture was fascinating, the styles were beautiful, and the food was wondrous! Ilia spent her entire afternoon touring all the fascinating locales the area had to offer, and then came night.

Towards the end of the day, Ilia was spent. Part of exploring a mountain town was walking said mountain, and that meant her legs were on fire. Luckily, her vacation also included a stay at a resort, well earned after her walk. After calling in her things from a delivery drone, she sorted out her room and looked forward to the following days. The resort was massive, the entrance hall standing several stories tall, and the excess was seen pretty much everywhere. For tonight, though, it was straight to her room; with how tired she was, room service, a good movie, and maybe a nice bath was the perfect way to spend her first night of vacation.

Ilia awoke, refreshed and ready for another day of relaxation. Today, her loose plan was just to laze around at the resort, enjoying the many facilities. First on that list was lunch, seeing as she'd woken up pretty late. Afterward, she began prepping for the real reason she chose this particular retreat; with amazing weather, mountain protection, and a defense system in place, her resort's claim to fame was a massive beach on the side of the city. It sat at the base of the main-city mountain, facing the bay and sectioning off a portion of the whitest sand, bluest water, and crystal…est glasses to serve the fruitiest drinks. As today's weather was PERFECT for a beach trip.

"Ahh… I already feel so much better! Thanks, Blake."

And so, Ilia felt the sand spill into her sandals, the grainy texture welcome after yesterday's solid stone streets. The sun was high, but not at all overbearing, and the breeze from the beautiful blue waves kept everything at the perfect temperature for relaxing. She spotted a cabana area with a perfect view of the ocean and a matted roof to keep a level of shade. It was also somewhat isolated; while Ilia wasn't exactly unpersonable, this trip was primarily to get some alone time. She'd socialize later, or if the opportunity presented itself. It was also rude to sit too close to a family, anyway. Here, she'd be in the perfect spot to have her space, but also welcome anyone else.

Stretching out and putting her bag down, Ilia removed her towel-skirt. After a shopping trip with the girls, Ilia sported a sexy black one-piece; thinking about it, it was quite similar to the, "outfit," she had worn for her Club Wonderland show in that it showed off her back, as well as a good amount of her chest and butt. Ilia's confidence in her body was at an all-time high thanks to finally expressing her Faunus side, so she chose something a tad more risqué than something she'd have chosen a year ago. She also had a cute sun hat with a rainbow brim!

"Everything's set! Now time to enjoy the weather."

Deciding to truly relax for a bit, Ilia sat down on a lounge chair and opened her bag. Stretching her legs out and leaning back, she withdrew some sunscreen and a book; Blake, being Blake, had recommended the mystery novel to her for some reading material on her trip, and Ilia was excited to read more with the sound of crashing waves keeping her company. Then, she could enjoy the water and maybe get some sun, not that she really needed a tan. For now, though, she opened the book and began reading.

Deep mysteries, daring heists, and complex allegiances met Ilia as she lost herself in the story once more. Blake always had an eye for good books, and this one was no different. Ilia was completely invested in the trials of one Faunus girl infiltrating a web of thieves and meeting all sorts of nefarious characters. Being a former member of an analogous group, Ilia saw a lot of herself in the main character, especially once she had to–

Wait, she's infiltrating a WHERE?

Her plan involves WHAT?

The person she's going after is WHO?

Ilia slammed the book shut and looked around. Feeling her cheeks (and several other spots) turn bright pink, she reread the last few sentences. Blake had recommended her this book for her alone time, but she didn't think it was for THAT alone time! But as she kept reading, the audience for Blake's suggestion was becoming clear.

It was an erotic novel.

It was an erotic novel.

As Ilia kept scurrying through the pages, the story shifted from thriller fiction to very charged scenes involving the main character seducing and stripping. Looking around again, Ilia saw that no one was near her; remembering that she was single and a little starved for physical contact, she decided that just one more chapter wouldn't hurt… She was so invested in the story already, but now…

The minutes passed as Ilia nervously thumbed through her book, getting a bit overexcited as she read more chapters filled with seduction, passion, and sex. Every sentence began to pass through her body, filling her with excited trembles and a beating heart.

The Faunus woman, finally deep within enemy territory, was face to face with the person she was after–another, equally attractive woman (Dammit, Blake, I'm not *that* thirsty!). After a quick catfight, she backed her up against a wall, keeping her in place with a hand. The hero puts a finger to her rival's chin, torn between passion and excitement. Lifting, she sees the fire in those golden eyes, the heat behind them. Unable to escape her base instincts, she leans forward, puckering her lips for a–

"Excuse me?"

Ilia damn near jumped out of her skin as she closed her book. Flashing bright pink, she caught her breath and flashed back to normal. Well, aside from her cheeks, now pink from both her excitement towards her book and now embarrassment.

"Oh, my god…" a second voice said. "Honey?"

Ilia turned around, starting to say, "No, it's fine, you just–" before she stopped. "…surprised me."

Ilia looked up at two figures she shouldn't have recognized. She did, however. And they recognized her. The issue arose from

they recognized her from.

Ilia recognized the blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman and her darker-skinned, glasses-wearing wife from her performance at Club Wonderland. The couple were front row during her show, and seeing the two married women had filled Ilia with a new confidence; having just embraced her Faunus side, she had still been in the dark about her sexuality. As a young, confused lesbian still coming to terms with what her feelings meant, seeing the married couple awoke her. It made her happy to know that she could live in a world where she could get married and love another woman.

As a reward, Ilia had paid special attention to the two women. They had paid special attention to her… because she was all but naked. And they recognized her.

Sputtering out nonsense, Ilia eventually let out, "Uhh… hi?"

The two women covered their mouths and looked at each other. Ilia couldn't tell their expression, but it was a, "Oh~" type, judging from their giggles.

What made the situation, "worse" was that the two women were wearing swimsuits in addition to their wedding rings. The darker one filled out a tight white bikini, which hugged her chest and hips incredibly snugly. Her chest poured out of her top, the tan skin soaking up the rays of the sun. Meanwhile, the blonde was in a sling bikini; the fabric rounded around her neck, forming an X over her breasts before meeting strings along her hips. A good amount of underboob peeked out from beneath the cups, while also showing off most of the sides.

In short, Ilia added gay panic to her shock and embarrassment.

The blonde woman said, "Oh, oh, my gods, I'm so sorry!"

"Gosh, dear," her wife said. "We don't want Adrian picking up our bad habits."

"He can't hear us when he's still at home with a sitter, Terra. We couldn't enjoy our room, otherwise~" The darker woman, Terra, blushed, but said nothing. The blonde turned to Ilia and said, "Anyway, we're so sorry, dear. My name is Saphron and this is my wife, Terra."

"Hello," Ilia managed. "I'm Ilia."

"We're here on vacation. I was just going to ask where you got that bag, but…"

Ilia looked at her bag, remembering that it was designer and a gift from Weiss. Shrinking a bit as she turned back, she asked, "But you recognize me, right?"

"I thought you looked familiar, but I haven't seen too many beautiful young women that can change their skin color like that."

Ilia turned pinker. "Y-yes. I recognize you two from my Wonderland performance."

"You recognize us!?" Terra asked.

"Y-yes." Ilia began twirling her hair. She took off her hat and looked at the rainbow on the brim. "I… I came out recently." Though Ilia had admitted her feelings for Blake, she still hadn't felt like she had admitted her sexuality. She just liked Blake, not women. Now that she had lived her life, free and proud, she had finally admitted, to others and herself, that she was gay. "Seeing you two at my show, that you were married… helped."

Saphron clapped her hands together and looked at Ilia like she was a puppy. "Oh, I'm so happy for you! Congratulations!"

Terra smiled sweetly. "I wouldn't have thought that little adventure would be wholesome… Well, yes, congratulations!"

Now far more comfortable, Ilia turned her pink spots back to normal. Glancing at her bag, she said, "My bag was a gift from Weiss Schnee–"

"–You know Weiss?" Saphron interrupted. She and Terra looked at each other.

"Oh, uh… Yes. Not well, but she had a show at Wonderland, and her teammate and I…" Ilia hesitated. She wasn't about to admit to being White Fang to her new friends. "Used to work together."

"You don't mean Blake, do you?" Saphron used her hands to mimic Blake's cat ears.

Ilia jumped at the name. Weiss she could understand people knowing; she was a public figure and famous across the world. But Blake? By name?

"Do you know Blake?"

"Funny story about that, actually…" Saphron started. She went on to explain how her brother, Jaune, as well as Team RWBY and several others, had stayed at their house on a secret mission. The three women bonded over their shared connections for a while until the stopped laughing about how close they were to meeting each other. Had Ilia not decided to go off on her own way back when, she would have met Saphron and Ilia years ago by this point.

"We got a bit off track, didn't we?" Saphron laughed. "Anyway, it's great to hear that we helped you figure yourself out a bit. And I suppose we should say that your performance was lovely!"

"Yes!" Terra agreed. "You're so creative, and using your Faunus traits like that."

And just like that, Ilia was back to blushing. "Thank you. It was really fun to plan."

Saphron's eyes narrowed. Ilia could immediately see that she was planning something, having seen the same smirk cross many faces. The blonde asked in an oh-so-innocent voice, "It was really enticing. I've been trying to convince a certain someone to try her hand at her own show for our anniversary~"

Terra held out her hand towards her wife and said, "Oh, my gods, stop it! That is SO not appropriate!" Though her words tried to shut Saphron down, they were said through an embarrassed laugh.

"Gosh, Honey~" Saphron teased. Terra covered her mouth. "And what's the problem? If there was anyone to talk about it with..."

"It's fine!" Ilia said. "There's nothing wrong with talking about it."

"See?"

Terra pouts.

"I'm just having a little fun, dear. We haven't had a casual conversation about THAT sort of thing with anybody since we had Adrian."

"And you really think it's appropriate with someone we just met?"

"Don't tell me you aren't interested."

"I most certainly am… not. Mostly."

"Wait," Ilia interrupted. "Were you serious?"

Terra opened her mouth, but Saphron cut her off, "Yes in that I love my wife and would love to see her do a little dance, but no in that we'd ask that much of you."

"Umm… You wouldn't be asking that much." Ilia realized what she just said. She couldn't prevent her own words from coming out. "It's my job, after all."

Saphron and Terra blinked. Both looked at the other.

Still unable to stop herself, Ilia said, "I… could give you a little lesson."

"Terra?"

Terra looked at Ilia. A smile stretched across her face. "Oh, fine. If you'd be willing, of course. What happens in Mistral and all that; this was our time to have a little adult fun without worrying about our son."

Instantly regretting everything she had just offered, Ilia tried to say anything but couldn't. Gulping, she realized that she couldn't back down anymore. She had to give a pole dancing lesson to a married couple. Maybe she could buy some time by–

"You could show us right here!" Saphron said. Ilia turned to her and saw the blonde admiring the pole holding up the cabana they were under. It was about the thickness one would expect from a strip club pole.

"Honey, there's people around! We're on a public beach!"

"Oh, live a little, dear! You used to be so much more adventurous before you started that office job." Saphron winked and took a position on the pole. She raised her arms and leaned onto the pole as if ready to drop for a crowd, stretching out her torso and straining her sling bikini; the cloth tightened and rode up her chest, threatening to cause her breasts to slip out should she rise much further. Drawing a hand downward, Saphron caressed her body, awaiting lien to be thrown at her. She edged her fingers around her bikini, readying herself to flash a boob.

Terra and Ilia both stared in awe at the blonde's actions. They were both speechless. Saphron glanced around for any sign of a person watching her pose in a rather revealing bikini, then smirked. Slipping off the pole, she said, "How was that?"

"it was certainly a good start i liked it very much" Ilia muttered, wishing her feelings weren't so apparent on her spots.

"I love you, Dear," Terra said. Saphron struck a pose and blew a kiss.

"I bet I'm nothing compared to the master~" Saphron teases, looking at Ilia. She sidled up close to her, her wife following up on the other side. "Nobody's around, so you can give us a little lesson."

Ilia, in the midst of two incredibly attractive women threatening to best out of their swimsuits, could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears. Swallowing her embarrassment, she stood a bit taller and said, "Okay, then! It's as thanks for helping me find out who I am." Saphron and Terra clapped excitedly.

Ilia looked around and confirmed that nobody was really looking at her aside from her two patrons. She was already straining her confidence shaking around for two women that had already seen her perform, but she didn't exactly want an entire hotel to enjoy her stripping. Taking a position on the cabana's pole, she took a breath. Terra and Saphron had (unintentionally) done so much for her, so she really wanted them to enjoy this. She had to put her all into it.

Remembering that she was somewhat giving an actual lesson, Ilia said, "So, the most important thing is the expressions. Everyone loves it when the girl is enjoying herself!" Taking her own advice, Ilia relaxed her face into a smile and did a spin. Saphron and Terra's reaction immediately earned her applause, fueling a wider smile and bright eyes.

"It's also a lot harder than it looks. People–Men, really–look and think every girl can get up on stage and do all the moves, but it takes a lot of practice. I'm a huntress, and even I had to learn how to do it without exhausting myself."

"Wouldn't want to tire myself out before the fun part," Saphron said. Ilia blushed, knowing she could only mean sex. That's right; she WAS teaching a couple a fun method of foreplay.

"Dear, let her finish!"

Shaking the thoughts of sex out of her head, Ilia showed off her complicated moves. Thankfully, she was small and the cabana pole supported her weight, so she slowly performed a full rotation while shifting upside down. She ended on her knees, looking up at the pair. "That's probably something you can't really do in a… bedroom, but it's all about body language and inviting the audience in."

Terra looked at Saphron. They shared a glance that let Ilia know that they could read each other's minds on a topic. "Inviting an audience in, you say?"

"Umm… yes?" Ilia rose up to a better position. Arching her back, she pushed out her chest and butt. "People want to see what they can't have, but then you give it to them, your way." Ilia copied Saphron, performing a much more charged version of drawing her finger down her chest, curving around her breasts to her hips, then lowering herself down to her knees. Her face went from, "You want it?" to, "Here it is~" as she pulled one of her swimsuit straps off of her shoulder, exposing some skin. Watching Saphron and Terra wait for her to continue, she pulled it back up, denying them more. She rose up from the ground, seductively bending upwards and finishing with a twirl.

"Oh, you tease~"

Ilia laughed. "Up on stage, its all about teasing. My boss told me that I'm supposed to make everyone watching think that the more money they throw, the more I'll give."

Terra took a step forward. Nodding at her wife, she said, "Well, we didn't think we'd need to bring money to the beach, but there are… other ways to pay for your services."

Ilia shook her head along with her hands. "Oh, no, it's fine. You don't need to pay me or anything. It was fun! I can show you a little more if you want."

Saphron also took a step forward. "What my dear wife is trying to say is that maybe… you could show us a little more… somewhere else."

Though she wasn't quite sure what was happening, Ilia knew that it was making her turn pink again. She looked around. There wasn't anywhere near her that would be a better spot than an out-of-the-way cabana with a pole. She looked at the couple smiling at her before it hit; their faces were inviting her in.

"Umm… what do you mean, exactly?"

"You see, Terra and I… We've been a little busy with our baby lately, so this trip was to have a little break, and have a little fun."

"Before Adrian, we used to play around a little bit," Terra explained. "While I do love my wife more than anything, I actually did date a few men before tying the knot. When we decided we were ready for a baby, we invited one of our male friends over to help us. Nine months later, I had Adrian." Terra put a hand over her stomach. "He was the first man we invited, however. There were… others."

Ilia started putting pieces together.

"So… we're just saying it would be alright if you wanted to come back to our room with us. It's something we've enjoyed before, and if you wanted to…"

"Not that you have to!" Saphron interrupted. "This is coming a bit out of the blue, so it's totally fine if you aren't comfortable with it. This is our lifestyle, and you don't have to if you don't want to."

Internally, Ilia was screaming. Not only did she meet what could probably be described as her heroes, she did a pole dance for them, and now they were offering themselves. While Ilia was happy with who she was and the life she was leading, there was no doubt she was a little bit touch-starved. As Blake picked up on with her erotica recommendation, Ilia, while proud of her Faunus side and her sexuality, had never actually enjoyed THAT sort of attention from anyone. She had always wanted Blake to look at her, but she had also wanted… a bit more.

"Umm…" Ilia stuttered.

"It's perfectly fine if you aren't comfortable with that!" Terra urged. "We sure didn't expect this to happen, even if we did talk about what we'd do if it did."

"Yes," Ilia said, trying to formulate words. "No. Not… everything." Seeing the confusion on Saphron and Terra's faces, she tried to it her thoughts into something coherent. "I… do. I do want to… experience that with you, but just, not EVERYTHING. I'm a… you know, and I don't think I'm ready for that much."

To Ilia, half a second lasted a year. She expected the pair before to laugh, but instead, they both came up to her and pulled her in for a hug. Saphron said, "That's perfectly alright. There's plenty of ways to enjoy each other's company aside from the good old fashioned way."

"Why don't you come up with us and we can show you a thanks for your performance?"

Ilia gulped. She couldn't remember the last time she was this excited. Every motion felt like a dream as she collected her things and followed two essentially-strangers to their hotel room. They welcomed her in with open arms, no sense of anything other than lust and freedom.

"Terra, Dear, why don't we start?"

"That sounds wonderful."

Saphron took Ilia by the hand and sat her down on the single bed–the bed big enough for two women to sleep together in. The couple to a seat on either side of her. Ilia looked down at her feet, feeling her skin burn. She was wrong; what she wanted was never just sex or even necessarily love.

She wanted intimacy.

Ilia wanted someone to be intimate with. To take care of her. To satisfy her needs. And as Saphron and Terra began caressing her cheeks, she felt it. The couple began touching her body, feeling no hesitation from barely knowing her. It ultimately resulted in them kissing either cheek.

"Tell us if we need to stop, Dear," Terra said. With that, she cupped Ilia's head and turned it towards her.

Ilia felt quite possibly the greatest sensation ever as a woman met her lips. Terra eased her in to a passionate, wanting kiss that made her lose control of her body. The Faunus felt her eyes shut as she raised her hands, holding Terra's head the same way. Terra broke away before she was satisfied, but her place was quickly taken by Saphron. The blonde held Ilia's face in her hands and shared the taste of her lips.

When Ilia finally gasped for air, she reveled in the warmth shared with her. Sharing her feelings with someone else was just so… fulfilling. This went past mere friendship. She loved her friends, but this was another thing entirely; her body ached for more contact whenever it wasn't being touched.

"Feeling a little warm, Ilia?" Saphron said, smiling at the Faunus. She stood up and stood before her. Nodding at her wife, she said, "Because I'm definitely feeling it. It makes me want–"she grabbed the neckline of her bikini"–things to get a little hotter."

Ilia's eyes widened as Saphron stripped off everything. The blonde pulled her bikini over her head, releasing her large chest, mere inches from Ilia's face. She then stepped out of it completely, exposing her entire body. Her gazes only earned her more, as if Saphron fed on her desires and in turn showed off more. For the first time in her life, Ilia had a naked woman in front of her.

Terra quickly made it two.

Terra stood next to Saphron and began unzipping her top. With every tooth she moved down, her chest was further exposed. Her tight top began to push away, revealing that it had been restraining a hefty pair of breasts. She allowed her wife to make the final pull, exposing her chest to the room as she tossed aside her top. Enjoying herself further, she allowed Saphron to remove her bottoms while she posed and postured for Ilia.

For the first time in her life, Ilia now had *TWO* naked women before her.

Before her body allowed her to do anything, Saphron and Terra again took either side of Ilia. The Faunus felt her body get pushed down into the bed, uncaring of who was doing it. Just as she felt a hand slip under the straps on her shoulders, she decided that her swimsuit was only in her way. She adjusted her position to best allow the couple to lower her suit.

Hazy through her lust, Ilia felt two sets of lips attack her neck. Saphron and Terra were taking turns stripping her and kissing her, not at all shy about where their hands were. Ilia felt her legs tighten as the couple pulled down her swimsuit, exposing her modest chest. Ilia's breasts invited further pleasure as the pair began playing with her nipples. Saphron lowered her kisses until she was sucking in the nub, instantly turning Ilia to jello.

With a few final tugs, Ilia felt her swimsuit leave her body completely. She was now completely naked, with a naked woman on either side of her. She didn't know where to look, so she just kept her eyes closed and felt two warm, soft bodies press into her. She played with Saphron's breasts and Terra's hips, both of their bodies hers to enjoy. Unable to control herself, she kissed them over and over again, met only with more encouragement.

It lasted hours.

Ilia eventually came to in the late afternoon of the next day. While at first, she was confused, her eyes opened to see that she was still snuggled between a naked Saphron and Terra. How many times their fingers had caressed her skin, she didn't know. How many times did her body scream in excitement as they touched places she hadn't been touched, she didn't know. How many years of fear and repression did they remove with kisses and intimacy, she didn't know.

Ilia just knew that intimacy felt good. She was right: this vacation was a great idea.