As a boy dating a girl, he had an obligation. Said obligation was to please her and spend time with her. This is made difficult by adding another girl to the mix; while he spent the first seconds of the new year in a romantic kiss with Weiss, Blake was alone. Sure, it was kind of her fault by not wanting to tell people about the relationship, but it was just improper to let her sit off to the side while Weiss gets a movie-quality midnight kiss with fireworks backing the scene.

Feeling out the appropriate moment, the man ends the kiss with Weiss and swings her back up to standing. She looks dazed, though he's unsure if it's the alcohol, the headrush, the romance, or a mix of all three; on second thought, grabbing her by the waist and tipping her over for a dramatic kiss would make a drunk girl dizzy. With a slightly confused but satisfied smile, he tells her, "I'm going for Blake."

Weiss shakes her head to clear her head. She spies what the man means as she looks at Blake off by herself. Looking back to him, she says, "It's okay, Sweetheart. I'll be behind you," and sends him off.

Being careful not to draw attention to it, the man gives Blake a signal to come with him. Repeating an earlier trick, he uses his Semblance to pseudo-hold her hand, pressing into it. She looks up and around until she sees him. He nods towards the door back inside and starts walking; Blake understands, and they slide into the door shortly behind her.

"It seems a bit strange that you'd be the jealous type."

Blake coyly raises an eyebrow. She starts walking back to the common room, saying, "I'd be more jealous if you stuck with Weiss the rest of the night." As she slips behind a turn, the man follows, only to have her grab his shirt with both hands and pull him around the corner; with sultry eyes, she looks up at she presses him into the wall, pinning him in place. "After all, I can't have you forgetting to take care of little old me, now can I?" She gives a few quick pecks on the cheek, moving closer to his lips before she hears something. "A little more privacy," she says, letting go and continuing on.

The man follows Blake to the common room where the party was, ignoring the tables of food and soda. She opens the door to the kitchen and beckons in, her body language speaking volumes. She was wearing a tight fitting purple top that exposes most of her shoulders, as well as her stomach. Her black jeans manage to be tighter that Yang's, showing off her stunning hourglass figure and her long legs. Called to action by her poses, he follows Blake into the kitchen and closes the door for some privacy. There was no plan for sex or anything, but Blake was a behind closed doors kind of person for romance, at least right now.

Now that the man and Blake are alone, he can give her the proper start to the new year. Whereas Weiss got a sappy, romantic kiss, Blake seems a bit more interested in something hot and heavy. Deciding to equal the score, he moves in to kiss Blake, grabbing her waist and pulling her close.

"I wonder if you realize that this was where our first kiss was?" Blake asks.

"Of course, though you're the one that brought me here. I guess it's a good place for new beginnings; you and me, and now the new year."

Blake scoffs. "Work on your lines. I'm sure they work for Weiss, but you'll have to be more creative with me." Deciding she was tired of the foreplay, she wraps her arms around the man's head and brings him close for a kiss. It is far more sexually charged than the one with Weiss, filled with more passion and drive than romance. Blake removes her lips long enough to smile before kissing again and again; they continue to make out, grabbing at each other's bodies now that they were safely alone.

The man's hand explores Blake's body. Though it was not the time for sex, he could still make Blake hot and bothered; it was only fair that she get something in return for not getting a New Year's kiss, and why not make it a pleasant memory? He maneuvers the hand not touching her ass across her stomach; he snakes fingers up her shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin deny the cold air of the outside. Blake's response is to trace her delicate fingers down his back. Feeling the sappiness for a moment, she kicks a leg up; though it was probably a parody of Weiss' romantic lean kiss, it was a cute reminder that this was a joyous occasion. It was nice to see Blake be sweet, as her normal attitude was much more sultry or sarcastic.

As lips part with Blake's, she starts a warm laugh as she touches the man's forehead with hers. Her ears twitch, leading her to prematurely stop holding on. Glad that the moment was a great start to the new year and an equal fit for the kiss with Weiss, they smile at each other. Still smiling, Blake turns away to grab something from the fridge. She intentionally bends over slightly more than she needs to, showcasing her butt.

Behind both the man and Blake, the kitchen door starts to open, making the man jump, though Blake heard it coming. "Okay lovebirds, Momma needs a–" Yang starts as she walks into the kitchen before noticing who was there and concluding with, "–Oh, Blake?" She motions to the man and says, "Sorry, I saw him walk off, so I assumed Weiss was already inside and you were… whatevering." As if on cue, Weiss walks in, surprising Yang. "Ah, there we go. I was gonna grab my game stuff and head back to our room to pass out. Don't knock or anything, just head in when you two are done," she says to Weiss and Blake.

"We shouldn't be too much longer," Weiss says, letting Yang slip by her. "Go ahead and head back."

Yang walks through the door before stopping. Turning around, she points and says, "Ah, wait, hold on. I meant to ask this forever ago, but you want to go a few rounds with me sometime?" Realizing that she could have chosen her words better, she rephrases, "I mean… wanna train together?"

"No… You'd just kick my ass. I could barely keep up with Blake by myself, and Ruby nearly beat me AND Weiss. You four are too strong for me." Yang was a close pick for strongest person in the year, next to Pyrrha at least. Mix that with her straightforward fighting style obviating the man's Semblance, and it was a recipe for at least one black eye.

Yang waves off the denial. "Pffph, I'll go easy on you! You already fought the other three! I want a turn. Plus, you still haven't tried out Ruby's modifications on your gear; they work a bit like Ember Celica now, so I can help show you how to use them! Ruby based the design on my stuff, so there's not going to be anyone better than me to let you know what's up."

Knowing he'll regret it later, the man closes his eyes, swallow hard, and say, "Sure."

"Kay kay! I'll be sure to bring a pair of crutches, hot shot!" With that, Yang turns around and walks through the door. "Laters," she concludes, waving behind her. The door begins to fall back to being shut now that there wasn't a blonde keeping it open.

"Please don't die," Blake says, watching Yang leave before the door shuts. Her eyes are positioned towards looking at the blonde's rear. "I would REALLY hate it if I started to love you for nothing. All the dirty laundry and embarrassing secrets, it'd be a waste and it'd have saved me the embarrassment." Once Yang's ass leaves her line of vision, she looks to her boyfriend with another sweet smile. "Really, the only thing that'd have been worth it was the sex, but then I'd never be able to be satisfied again." She fakes crying as she mock-clutches her chest and says, "Nobody but him made me feel so good, and now he's gone; I'll never cum again…"

Weiss, failing to be smooth, says, "Well, I guess then you'd just have me to love~" It was rather forced, and sounded far too much like she was trying to be clever; not saying anything about her boyfriend dying also hurt the image. Feeling the two vastly unimpressed stares, she shies back. "I'll work on that…" Realizing she'd just been insulted, the heiress asks, "Wait, I didn't please you?"

Blake rolls her head. "I mean, I guess," she teases, a sly smirk decorating her face; enjoying Weiss get more and more frustrated, she justifies her joke by saying, "You went down on me, but we banged for like a day straight. Not really even."

"I'm glad to know that I'm capable of pleasing you."

"Please, you've had it easy so far," Blake laughs as she sits up on the kitchen counter. "Weiss gets hot when you," she starts, putting on her sultry voice, "talk a little dirty." Going back to normal, she adds, "I was in heat, so my body was just begging. Now comes the hard part of pleasing me when I'm normal."

"Forget all that right now!" Weiss shouts, a bit grumpy. She still needs to get used to being teased, and she probably doesn't appreciate being reminded that she cums easy. "We really need to discuss a few things."

"And that'd be?" Blake asks.

Withholding her answer, Weiss walks up close to Blake. "For starters, it's not fair that he gets a New Year's kiss and I don't!" Blake chuckles then leans over. Her and Weiss share a long kiss to celebrate the new year; while neither did anything cliche, they gently caressed each other's faces as they tasted each other. The man kept watch, ensuring no one opened the door to reveal the secret. That also meant that he got to watch Blake and Weiss kiss for several long seconds, which is very enjoyable. As they finish, Weiss says, "There."

"And the other things?" Blake asks.

"Well, the only real thing I want to talk about is when are we going to tell people?"

"About the three of us?"

"Yes," Weiss answers, curtly. Blushing a bit, she says, "Yes, it's been fun sneaking around and kissing behind closed doors, but tonight just proves that we can't do this forever. I saw how you looked when he kissed me in front of everyone; you of all people should be done hiding their true selves. We don't have to tell EVERYONE, but we can't keep going at it in secret."

The man and Blake share a sigh. Weiss was totally right; yeah, sure, it was fun to have a secret to keep, but it was hard to balance dating two girls when he could only be public with one. It'd only get more annoying as time went on. Knowing it was probably time to tell everyone anyway, Blake says, "Ugh. This means we're going to have to tell Yang…" Looking at her girlfriend, she adds, "That might also mean admitting that you're not a virgin, Weiss; no poly relationship is gonna be three PG sweethearts that only kiss. And you'll be keying people in on how you like girls, as well." Turning to the man, she sarcastically adds, "I'm sure you'll suffer admitting that you've slept with the two of us."

Upon hearing Blake's words, Weiss looks downtrodden. If there was one thing she didn't want Yan– people knowing, it was that she'd lost her virginity. If there was another, it was that the Schnee heiress was a polyamorous bisexual in bed with a former member of the White Fang. Though she hated her family's reputation, Weiss was and would always be in the public eye, and every move would be scrutinized; the only reason, "Scandalous Love Affair! Schnee Heiress Caught With Boy Toy!" wasn't in the papers is that Beacon kept the press from bothering students.

Oh, god… Going public about the relationship raises a lot more problems than first thought. If the paparazzi managed to invade personal space, then A. Weiss could lose her inheritance as a result of being cast as a slutty Faunus lover by her family, and B. Blake could be photographed, leading to the White Fang learning her location and two weak points.

Weiss sighs. "I understand. But I don't want to keep hiding, nor do I want you to keep hiding. I'll have to face this at some point, so I'm ready."

Blake lets out a resigned smile. "Alright then. I guess we look for a good moment." She stretches out as she yawns. "That can come later. For now, Happy New Year you two!" She gets off the kitchen counter and starts heading out towards her dorm. As Weiss follows, she calls back to her boyfriend, saying, "And we need to figure out a good time to get together, the three of us. I'm tired of just kissing in secret." Weiss cutely gasps and starts blushing as the door swings shut.

The last thing the man sees before he turns in is Blake's smug smile, her response to the joy at hearing her request for a threesome.