Round 2 led to round 3, which gave way to rounds 4-10. Pyrrha was very cum-drunk by the end, and would have been lying in a rather large pool of the dragon Faunus' seed, were they not still using one of the showers. Fortunately for the two of them, the shower continued to run, which washed away all the evidence of their time together.

By the time they were finally finished, that is to say, when Pyrrha finally let him pull out, and get her uniform from out of her locker, the sun had already set over the horizon. Drake was carrying the Mistrali, back to the dorms, holding her in the bridal position, much to her delight, as Pyrrha was in absolutely no condition to walk.

Since his dorm was closer than Team JNPR's was, that's where Drake decided to go. As both teams knew that their teammates were an item, neither seemed to object whenever one or the other spent the night … or several. Drake had found out that Pyrrha was a sleep cuddler, and on weekends, preferred to sleep in.

"Drake…?" Pyrrha was very slowly coming out of her sex-induced stupor. "We're going to need to talk about something… tomorrow…" She smiled, and snuggled into his chest a bit more, which reassured him. From her tone, and snuggly demeanor, whatever it was that Pyrrha wanted to talk to him about, couldn't have been as bad as he thought.

A certain musical tune in 8-bit form reached his ears. A rather iconic one among villainous themes. This one in particular heralded the arrival of a one-winged-angel. Meaning only one thing, his team leader was once again playing the seventh Final Fantasy.

"Took your time." The leader of Team CLWD remarked in an almost bored tone. The tall fair skinned young man was sitting cross-legged in front of the large television set. Controlling the characters who had opposed what he referred to as, 'the best villain in the entire franchise' with his scroll. Cloud Pike looked so much like the would-be SOLDIER 1st Class, he could have been easily mistaken for being his twin, or clone. He didn't take his eyes off the screen, as he selected the summon that never failed to end this penultimate boss fight. "Hello Pyrrha."

"...hello…" Pyrrha mumbled in greeting to her boyfriend's team leader. She was semi-conscious, however, she was slipping towards unconsciousness every second.

"You two certainly had fun." Another female voice spoke up from the bed on the right side of the room. That person was contorted in a rather odd position. Her head and shoulders were resting on the floor, while her legs were against her bed. One of her white spotted feline ears twitched after she spoke. Indicating that she had heard everything that transpired between her teammate and Pyrrha. "I should write it down, and send it to the people who write Ninja's of Love."

"You even think of thinking about it Orchard, and I'll get the squirt bottle." Drake rolled his eyes. His cheeks tinted the same red color as his scales. Orchard's response was to roll her icy blue eyes, and stick her tongue out at him. Something that made their third teammate laugh.

"You two act more like siblings than teammates." This was also a female. One who accented her s's to sound like the hiss of a snake. Fitting as Lumina Lacrimose was a snake Faunus. Her eyes were closed, as she basked under the heat of the large sun lamp next to her bed.

Both Orchard and Drake rolled their eyes at their teammate's remark. Drake had made his way to his bed on the far left of Team CLWD's dorm. Pyrrha instinctively wrapped herself about the dragon Faunus after being set on his bed. "Sure you're not part spider monkey?" Pyrrha giggled sleepily, and nuzzled into his chest. "So, plans for the weekend?"

"Going into Vale." That was all Cloud said, after collapsing his scroll. He got back to his feet, and let out a groan as several joints in his back popped. He cast a reassuring smile at Drake, giving him a slight shake of his head. "Nothing important. Just R-and-R, and you're more than welcome to join us Pyrrha." Cloud's invitation was met with a sleepy grumble from the red-headed Mistrali. "I'll assume that was a 'yes'. Oh, and Lumi, don't snuggle up with Drake tonight."

Her team leader's order made the snake Faunus pout adorably, as she rubbed the scales under her eyes. "Fine, but the lamp stays on." Again her s's were pronounced like a hissing snake.

"That's fine by me." Drake yawned, pulling Pyrrha into his arms, making the Mistrali smile, before Cloud put Orchard in a better sleeping position. While her being a feline Faunus meant that she was practically a liquid, her position still wasn't good for her posture to fall asleep in the position she was in.

The main light to Team CLWD's dorm went off moments later, the only illumination coming from Lumina's sun lamp, which helped keep her warm, and the television. Orchard did not like falling asleep in total silence. There was a show about something or other, with the volume set at 1. Only Orchard's feline ears could pick up what was being said.

Drake woke up from a dreamless sleep roughly three hours later. From the sensations he was experiencing, someone was messing with his shaft, and it didn't take a genius to figure out who. Looking down, Drake's suspicions were proven true when he saw Pyrrha stroking his shaft. She had a playful look on her face, but pressed a finger to her lips.

'Great, I'm going to be functioning on a severe lack of sleep tomorrow…' Drake shrugged to herself, fighting off the urge to let out a groan when he felt Pyrrha tease the tip of his cock with her thumb. Gods she could be such a tease when she wanted. He gave her a look that clearly said: 'you are so going to pay for this later'. Which he immediately paid for, when Pyrrha pumped her hand about his cock even faster. She had to press her hand against his mouth to silence him, her playful grin growing. Her face illuminated both by the still playing television, and Lumina's sun lamp.

Pyrrha didn't let Drake reach climax at all that night. She was obviously planning something, and this was clearly part of it, but was he ever tightly wound after being unable to reach climax after so many hours of being denied the sweet satisfaction of release.

"You alright?" Cloud yawned, a few hours later. He noted the tired look his teammate had, while getting out of bed. "You get any sleep?"

"Not as much as I would have liked…" Drake groaned while quickly shooting Orchard a 'don't you even start' look. He knew that she had heard what Pyrrha was doing to him during the night, and she loved teasing the two about it whenever she could. His slightly sour expression softened when he felt Pyrrha place her lips on his cheek in a soft kiss. He just couldn't stay mad at her, despite the teasing she had put him through.

"Could have something to do with his girlfriend staying the night." Orchard winked playfully at the two, before making towards the closet the team shared to get dressed. Drake growled at the feline Faunus' teasing, which made Cloud shrug.

Drake was the last of his team to get dressed. Like the rest of his team, he decided to forgo the Beacon uniform, and dressed in the clothes that he was comfortable with. Dark denim pants, that were custom made to fit him due to his tail, black sneakers with a star logo on the ankle, and his favorite fur lined red leather jacket.

Grabbing his hand, Pyrrha pulled him out of his dorm room. And after quickly letting his team know that he would catch up to them at the Bullhead, Drake allowed his girlfriend to lead him on. To his surprise, Team JNPR's dorm was empty. Nora usually liked to sleep in late on pretty much every day that ended with the word "day." Either Ren had made pancakes, or the three teammates had gone on an early Bullhead ride to Vale in order to visit a restaurant that served all you can eat pancakes.

"So, care to explain what that was about?" Drake closed the door to JNPR's room. His left leg was tapping rather rapidly, a sign that he was agitated about something. "Does it have anything to do with what you wanted to talk about yesterday?"

"It does." Pyrrha giggled, and gave him a wink when she poked her head out from behind the closet door. "The last four months with you has been very fun Drake, but…" The dragon Faunus felt his stomach drop as her sentence trailed off. She really wasn't about to friendzone him, was she? Pyrrha had told him that this wasn't anything to worry about, but was that to just lure him into a false sense of security. "I can't take on your lust."

Drake's stomach dropped again. This was happening… "So…" His voice choked, he couldn't find the words to complete what he knew was sure to come.

"I think you should form a harem."

Mentally preparing himself for what he believed was the end of their relationship, the next words out of Pyrrha's mouth had not been what he was expecting to hear. A sound best described as a squeak escaped his mouth, as he stood there frozen in shock.

"Are you alright…?" Pyrrha had once again poked her head out of the closet to look at him, and posed her question when she saw him in the state he was in.

It was a while before he spoke up. His brain needed to reboot after the suggestion she had just dropped on him. "...yeah… just.. was not expecting that…" He cleared his throat a bit, and shook his head several times. "I thought… that you… were about to…"

Drake was suddenly pulled forward by Pyrrha's semblance. Stopping just in front of the closet, only to be caught in a very deep kiss by the Mistrali. It lasted only a moment, before Pyrrha pulled back. "I'm sorry, I should have chosen my words a little more carefully."

Letting out a heavy sigh of relief, the dragon Faunus then used the door to JNPR's closet to hold himself upright. "I'm already on edge after you edged me for hours on end last night. You can't do that to a guy." His words made Pyrrha giggle, but not in a condescending way.

"I said I was sorry. And I think I know a way to make it up to you." She stepped out from behind her closet door. Having changed into a pair of dark slightly heeled shoes, dark leggings that accented her thicc thighs, and dark colored skirt that stopped just above her upper thighs, a light almost pink button-up shirt, and a red jacket that was the same color of her hair. Her appearance made Drake let out that same squeak once again. To him, it didn't matter what she wore, he always found her beautiful.

"It's rude to stare you know." Another voice, coming from the entrance to Team JNPR's dorm got Drake's attention. Yang was leaning against the closed door, having entered unnoticed by the dragon Faunus while his attention was focused on his girlfriend. "Hey P-Money, you tell him about the thing?"

"I just mentioned it to him, but I think he's still processing it." Pyrrha's comment made Drake whirl about to gape at her. The two of them had this planned out?

"How…? When…?" His brain was overloading with questions, and was on the verge of short-circuiting once again.

"Last night, before I met you in the showers." Pyrrha giggled once again. She reached up to stroke her boyfriend's cheek. "Like I said Drake, I can't be the sole recipient of your lust. And you have a lot of that."

"And that's where I come in." Yang wrapped her arms about Drake's waist from behind, pressing her very impressive breasts into his back, which Drake could feel even through his thick leather jacket. "So what's it gonna be hot stuff? Gonna take P-Money up on that offer?"

"S-so this is why you continuously edged me…" Drake sighed, and then groaned when he felt one of Yang's hands begin to massage the bulge in his pants. His left leg tapped rapidly once again, as he was in no mood to be sexually teased. And that's when a few things clicked for him. Pyrrha must have chosen Yang for her open flirtation before their sparring match, and had edged him because she wanted him to go crazy with Yang.

Pyrrha nodded, and used her semblance to undo his pants. "So, are you going to accept or…?"

XxXxX

Drake's response was to pin Yang down onto Pyrrha's bed. All of the blond brawlers clothes were off seconds later. He was railing into her waiting pussy not long after. As it was with Pyrrha, Drake's cock was so big that it also bulged Yang's stomach.

After hours of being edged, the dragon Faunus was holding nothing back. His cock battered her cervix, which made Yang nearly scream. Though Pyrrha kept her hands clamped over Yang's mouth to muffle the sound. However, that didn't prevent Orchard from picking up what was going on.

Yang was going crazy. Yes, her and Drake were even during sparring, yes her semblance would help her in this situation. However, Pyrrha was holding her down, and the sensation of Drake's cock hitting her g-spot each time his hips came forward, and was also making her mind go fuzzy, and her legs go numb.

Finally, all that edging that Pyrrha had done to him finally caught up. His seed flooded Yang's womb. His cock was hilted inside of her, preventing any of his seed from coming out. There was so much due to Pyrrha teasing, that Yang's stomach swelled so much, that she looked visibly pregnant.

"Do you feel better after that?" Pyrrha stroked his cheek lovingly. A smile formed on her face when Drake leaned into her hand.

"Much better…" He shuddered, while still inside of Yang. "I think I got all of it out of my system…"

"Good, then we should go and meet your team." Her lips were against his yet again. "You can leave Yang here. She'll be able to walk in about an hour."

Nodding, Drake made Yang utter a soft shaky moan when he pulled out. After making himself presentable, Drake kissed Yang full on the mouth. "Sorry you didn't get any cuddle time, but I'll make it up to you later."

Yang gave her new boyfriend a weak shaky thumbs up, before Drake and Pyrrha left to go meet the rest of Team CLWD by the Bullhead, and head into Vale.