This was going to be awkward. Though the prospect of getting drunk with four girls in a pool definitely sounded nice, you, Weiss, and Blake promised that you would finally tell Ruby and Yang about your relationship. Of course, they knew about you and Weiss, but they didn't know you had gotten to sex just yet; admitting that you were both dating Blake meant that at least Yang would gather that you were sexually active, especially since the story goes, "Blake was in heat." It'd be weird to date… well, it as already weird, but polygamous relationships without sex felt weirder.
There's a tactile feeling in the air that only affects you as you open the door to your apartment's pool. Very soon, you would be giving up some pretty personal stuff and leaving your relationship out in the open. Though, to help the bandaid come off is the fact that you were one man with four women in swimsuits; Ruby has her black and red one piece, Weiss has the one piece with several sections missing, Blake has the X pattern one piece, and Yang was rocking her tiny bikini. Each came with their own reason to enjoy, as each girl was showing off their best assets via their posture and confidence. Even Ruby was comfortable letting a boy see her curvy figure, but she still had that shy air that was so appealing.
"And, hup!" Yang says, placing down a large dispenser full of a creamy yellow liquid next to the edge of the pool. She sits down the lip of the pool and swings her legs in. "Ohhh, yeah that feels good! Nice and warm!" With a bounce (and some bouncing), she bumps over into the water, submerging up to her torso. Turning back to the rest of you, she asks, "Water's great! Pass me a cup, Ruby."
The cool night air strikes you as you remove your shirt. Swimmy Bevs, though strangely named, was already turning out to be pretty nice. Even though you haven't done anything mildly strenuous in the past couple of days, the prospect of hopping in a pool and getting drunk was excellent. You dip a toe in the water to test it and feel the warm embrace beckoning you out of the January air. As you descend the stairs, Ruby passes you a plastic cup as she wades in as well.
Weiss is content to sit down next to the dispenser and dip her legs in the water. Blake joins Yang and splashes down to her chest. Before she forgets, she removes her bow and tosses it to the side; this was one of the few opportunities she could be herself in public, as it was too dark to really tell she had ears from any sort of distance. It was nice to see her push her hair back and wiggle her ears and tail, seeing as she never gets a chance to let them be free. Even after sleeping with her, you're still surprised to see that she has a fully functional tail in addition to her ears; she truly was one of a kind.
"Alright everyone!" Yang says, filling up her cup with, "Riot Punch," as she called it. She lifts it up, waits for everyone to do the same, and smiles wide. "Three, two, one, BANZAI!"
"Banzai," you and RWB say with varying levels of enthusiasm. You raise your cups and take a drink. Yang's Riot Punch was the unholy mix of Hunny B and vanilla vodka, meaning it was the delicious dichotomy of the kiddie drinks your parents would give you after a soccer game and pure adulthood mixed into a plastic cup. In short, it was full of sugar and dangerously tasty; it'd be really easy to down several cups without realizing the fact that it was incredibly alcoholic, so it as perfect for an unsupervised pool session.
"What did I tell you?" Yang says, refilling her cup. "Awesome, right?" She immediately downs a second cup of Riot Punch. "Sun told me the recipe, said he got it from a tv show."
Weiss sputters and hands you her cup, mostly full. "I think I can taste my teeth rotting. It's not for me." You absentmindedly drink her share.
"I figured. No way a Schnee would like something sold six for a dollar," Yang teases. "A single dad meant Ruby and I lived off of these during middle school. Super cheap, and with JUST enough sugar to not be immediately lethal! Perfect for your kid's lunchbox!" She downs her cup in one go. "I got some other stuff in my bag."
"My family preferred water with lemon," Weiss retorts. "It's a… it's a bit classier."
"That might just be the most snobbish thing you have ever said," Blake says. "My parents gave me coconut milk and I loved it."
"I'm totally having a crisis about how old I am," Ruby interrupts, holding her head. "Yeah, we've been having Hunny B since I was in kindergarten! And now I'm drinking it with ALCOHOL! UGH I'M SO OLDDD!" she whines, neglecting the fact that she was the youngest by two full years. The four of you look at her until she remembers that's she only just 18. "Uhh… I mean, time really flies, huh?"
"Either way, more for me!" Yang says, filling her third cup. She kicks it back and places her cup on the edge of the pool. Starting to kick around in circles, she asks, "Why aren't you coming in, Weiss? It's nice in here."
"Give me a moment. I like to acclimatize. Plus, I didn't want–" Weiss' words stop as a stream of water hits her face. Yang stifles a laugh, holding her hands in such a way that squeezing them creates a spout of water. "–water in my drink," Weiss finishes with a glare. A black glyph appears around Yang under the surface, sending a burst of water upwards into her face. "I don't recommend challenging me in the water."
As Yang sputters from water going up her nose, Blake points out, "Did you just do that without any Dust?" Up to this point, anything more complex than creating a freestanding circle required Dust, or at least, a gravity altering glyph did.
"Practice makes perfect," Weiss says with a grin, albeit wiping water off of her face. "It's not as effective, but it's quite useful for dealing with hooligans."
"That would have been cool," Yang coughs. "But then you had to go and ruin it by saying the word, 'hooligans.'" She dunks her head in the water to fully immerse herself.
"Wow, Weiss!" Ruby says, finishing her drink. "That's so cool! What else can you do without Dust?"
"Most of my glyphs, barring elemental. Though, still not as powerful. But enough about that." Weiss hops off the edge of the pool, joining you all in the water. "We're here to relax, aren't we? This IS nice."
Prolonging the inevitable, you and RWBY mess around in the water. The cool air perfectly countered the warm pool, leading to lots of boorishly floating around. In between splash fights and diving contests, each of you had another drink or three; Yang, despite drinking easily the most, was barely changed compared to a slurring Ruby and giggly Blake. Weiss settled for a few margarita mixes Yang brought, which she clearly enjoyed as she continually hiccuped. You yourself kept it light and only took your original Riot Punch along with Weiss'.
Still, all the alcohol didn't do well for your coordination during a Chicken Fight; though by no means was Blake particularly heavy, Ruby's height and her shyness meant she was riding on Yang's shoulders, giving a distinct advantage. Weiss, of course, refused to participate, leaving you to carry Blake on your shoulders in an effort to push Ruby into the water. Yang's raw power mixed with her sober stability plus Ruby's small body meant that it only took moments before you came crashing down. At the very least, a Chicken Fight meant that Blake's thighs were wrapped pretty tight around your neck, which was always pleasant. It also disproved any theories about Blake always landing on her feet, considering she just crashed into the water.
Now that most of you were sufficiently liquored up and done pushing each other, things got hotter. You feel the jets of the hot tub massage your back as your body acclimates to the much hotter water. It quickly erases any and all tension in your back as the girls get in. With the mood as bubbly at the tub itself, Blake sits next to you while Ruby and Yang sit across from the two of you. Weiss, having drunk too much for her tiny frame, was laying down at a nearby recliner.
"I bet you're wondering why I've gathered you here today," Blake smirks, looking at Yang and Ruby.
"What are you on about? Swimmy Bevs was my idea," Yang snarks, splashing a bit of water at Blake. "You're welcome~"
"Hey, I can co-opt things. This so happened to line up with some of our plans." Blake motions to you. This was it; Ruby and Yang would soon know yet another secret. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you."
"Let me guess: you're secretly a FAUNUS!" Yang jokes. Had she not been smiling so wide, it might have been offensive.
"Yes. That's what I've waited all this time to tell you." Blake's tail conspicuously comes up out of the water and flicks a bit of water at Yang. "No, it's really–"
"You're a princess!" Ruby blurts out, even more excited than normal. She's pretty tipsy at this point, and couldn't read the signals as well as her sister.
Blake takes a second to think, as if she were actually considering whether or not she was a princess. "No… not that. I'm–"
"–Then what is it? You're secretly NOT bisexual?" Yang narrows her eyes. "Wait, you hesitated there... You aren't ACTUALLY a princess, are you?"
"Ugh, forget it. Here!" Blake grabs you by the head and pulls you in for a passionate kiss. Her moist lips lock with yours directly in front of Ruby and Yang. All of you, including yourself, were taken off guard by such a brazen display of affection. Even through the water around her mouth, you can taste her sugary breath. And, seeing as she was REALLY proving it, you kiss back, confused but pleased. The silence remains long after she lets you go. "There. That."