Author's Note: Commissioned by: anonymous

Warm water trickled down Jaune's body as he rinsed the last of the soap and shampoo from himself. Another day, another bout of intensive training. It was the only way he'd get stronger. It was the only way he would survive this place.

Even when not faced in life or death situations in Professor Callows' class, Jaune had opted to begin training on his own initiative against more than just practice dummies. For more benefits than just his swordplay. He had begun to face live opponents, if one could even call the creatures of Grimm alive. He didn't know what they were. Certainly not like the hybrids he had befriended. Or in the case of Blake…

A blush crept over his face and his body shivered despite the warm wetness which covered it. That had been… an experience. After enduring so much torment from the elusive hybrid he'd finally snapped, and wound up taking the tentacled horror to pound town in his own bathroom. Leaving her a leaking mess filled with his seed.

He hadn't seen her since that night. Despite their differences, despite the pain and torment she'd caused him since coming to this school, Jaune hoped he hadn't hurt her. Neither physically nor emotionally.

Over the sound of running water Jaune heard wet footsteps behind him. Adhering to proper locker room etiquette he didn't turn to look, and instead kept his eyes focused on the wall as the sounds drew nearer. As they passed him by.

Smack!

The boy jumped in surprise, a tiny, involuntary yelp passing through his lips as something struck him on his backside. Forget locker room etiquette. It had just been shattered in one fell swoop by…

Turning around, he saw how an all too familiar blonde girl stalked past him. An all too familiar nude body which he had seen once before in this very room. A girl who had no shame, and certainly no reservations when it came to her sexuality.

Yang.

"Looking good out there, stud," she commented nonchalantly, as if the slap she'd just given his ass was normal and natural. Jaune had never played any team sports, and he had no idea if that sort of thing was actually common or seen as an accepted practice. But apparently Yang thought so.

At least she hadn't used her monstrous Grimm hand to strike him. He wasn't sure his poor butt could handle being smacked by that thing.

"T-thanks," he stuttered, getting an eyeful of her voluptuous body before forcing himself to turn away. The last thing he needed was to be staring at a beautiful pair of breasts when he was naked. The last time a hybrid had gotten a look at his hard, bare cock…

"The way you just tore through those Beowolves," Yang continued, standing under the showerhead next to his own. She turned on the water, allowing it to soak her pale blonde hair. "Gods, it was a thing of beauty. So savage. So much hate. Hacking them to little bits before they faded away. You've got a lot of anger in you, Jaune."

He did. Jaune hated the Grimm. He hated this place. Above all else, he hated Salem. He hated what she'd done to the girls who had become his friends. Yang included. Having seen her human form before, he knew that she would have been an absolute ten out of ten in the looks department. Even now with her pallid skin and a pair of horns sprouting from her forehead, she still retained an undeniable beauty about her. An appearance that he had to consciously force himself from admiring as he stood mere feet away from her.

"Yeah," he admitted. Running his hands through his hair, he squeezed as much water from his own golden locks to leave as little as possible for the towel. "Maybe I do."

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Yang eyeing him. A frown formed on her pale pink lips. "Done already?" she asked, the disappointment clear in her tone. "But we have so much to talk about, Jaune."

Did they? Out of all the girls, Yang had always been the one he'd been most distant from. He shared a bed with Ruby and Weiss. Blake… even before he'd fucked her, she was his own personal stalker and bogeywoman. What could Yang possibly have to discuss with him?

"We can talk later in school," he said, reaching over to turn the knob. The water which had been pelting his chest ceased. "I'll leave you to your-"

He hadn't even seen her move, which was remarkable considering the massive Grimm arm she possessed. She was on him suddenly, standing behind him and wrapping her left, human arm around to rest a hand on his chest. "Now where's the fun in that?" she growled into his ear.

Her warm breath tickled, and against his wet body her own felt impossibly hot. Not since Blake had straddled and rode him had he felt anything so soft and warm.

"Yang?" he asked nervously, his body frozen from the sensation of her touch. Of her two ample breasts squishing against his back.

He felt her face press against his shoulder, where she breathed deep. "Even after you've worked up a sweat, even after you've bathed, I can smell her," the hybrid whispered into his flesh. "Stronger than Ruby's scent. Stronger than Weiss'. I smell Blake on you. I smell her lust. I smell her sweat. I smell her sex…"

Yang's human hand that rested on his chest began to creep lower. Down onto his abdominal muscles. To his bellybutton. His pelvis…

"You have dangerous tastes," she whispered huskily. "You've had the chance to take Ruby and Weiss every night, but never have. When you finally decided you wanted more, you chose Blake. You must be strong if you chose her… if you were able to make her submit to you…"

Never mind the fact that Blake had been the one to make him submit to her. Initially at least. Until he'd had enough of her games, enough of her using him, and bent her over to rail her against the bathroom sink. Yang didn't need to know all those details, however. All she knew was that he and Blake had sex. And if her behavior here in the shower was anything to go by…

Was she angry? Or jealous?

He spun around just before her hand reached his manhood, half afraid that the hybrid might try to tear it off in her anger. As he turned to face her she surged forward, driving him back against the wall and thrusting her right, Grimm arm forward. The palm crashed into the wall only inches away from his face, cracking stone and effectively pinning him in place. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Jaune was forced to stare into the heated red eyes of the hybrid.

A glance below made him amend the old adage. Caught between a rock and two very soft places…

"Yang," he spoke softly, not wishing to provoke her to any further anger in such a vulnerable state. "What's wrong?"

"You chose her," she whispered harshly. "She's strong, but I'm stronger. If you needed a mate, it should have been me. I told you I can take it. I told you I could handle you. Even if you're a Leviathan…"

Then it really was jealousy? Jaune knew he had to tread carefully with the girl. Despite her undeniable beauty, she was still a dangerous and unpredictable hybrid. "Look, we can talk about this," he pleaded.

"Talk?" she asked, tilting her head ever so slightly. "Oh no, Jaune. The time for talk is over. You proved that when you claimed Blake. Now… I'm going to claim you."

He didn't have a chance to question what she meant by that before Yang grabbed Jaune with her enormous fist.

And threw him across the locker room.

Thank the gods for Aura. As Jaune slammed onto the floor and rolled from the sheer force of the throw, he was miraculously unscathed. A little dirty, perhaps, but it was nothing another shower wouldn't be able to take care of.

As Yang stalked angrily toward him, however, a little grime was the last thing on his mind. Glowing crimson eyes bored into him as she drew closer, and Jaune picked himself off the floor in a hurry to try and get away from her.

"Yang, please wait!" he pleaded, holding his palms up in front of his body in an attempt to placate the hybrid.

"Yeah, I'm gonna have you begging for mercy," she grinned. Her monstrous hand squeezed closed and open eagerly as she approached. "Please," she whispered harshly. Almost dreamily. "Please. Please, please, please…"

Jaune threw his whole body out of the way as her fist swung again, connecting with the wall which had just been behind him. Was she trying to kill him? Her actions didn't sync up with her words. But then again he couldn't apply normal human logic here. He had no idea what was going on in the twisted mind of a Grimm hybrid.

He fell against a door, and the weight of his body pushed it open. Landing on the other side, Jaune found himself in the empty training room he had just been practicing in. Soft mats littered the floor, helping to cushion his fall. He picked himself up off them quickly. Being wet and still naked, he wanted to try to resolve this as quickly as he possibly could. Someone could walk in and see him and Yang at any moment…

Collecting himself, he readied his body as Yang punched her way through the door. With preparation as well as a little breathing room now, Jaune brought his hands up as he prepared to take on the enraged hybrid. One on who words would have no effect. Only actions.

She wanted action? He'd give her some.

Jaune saw Yang rear back with her right arm, preparing to take another swing in an attempt to turn his face into something resembling ground beef. Summoning his strength and channeling his Aura, Jaune focused it into his left arm. It was a wall of bone. A shield of flesh. It was unbreakable.

He blocked her fist with his arm, using the shock that was clear as day on her face to his advantage as he grabbed hold of the narrowest portion of her arm as he could with his hand. Not content with being thwarted, Yang attempted to strike him with her left, human arm, only to be stopped in the same manner. Jaune and Yang stood there, naked as the day they were born, grappling each other in the middle of the training mats.

Blue eyes peered into glowing red. Her lips twitched and a snarl passed through her teeth. Jaune grunted from the effort of keeping the hybrid at bay.

She lunged forward with her face. But rather than the headbutt he had expected…

Her lips found his.

Jaune's eyes went wide as she pressed her surprisingly soft, pink lips against his. He felt her hot breaths pouring into his mouth as she attacked him, hungrily taking his lips as if she was trying to devour his face. The boy could feel himself loosening his hold on her hands, becoming lost in the sweet taste of Yang's flesh. Becoming lost in her passion.

Becoming lost in the pair of hard nipples that pressed against his bare chest…

It was a mistake.

He felt his legs nearly buckle underneath him as Yang tried to force him down to his knees even as she still kissed him. Jaune was able to stop himself just in time, willing himself to stand tall as he strengthened both his arms and legs with his Semblance. As his hands and arms once more battled against her own.

As the struggle of strength intensified so did Yang's passion. Her tongue invaded his mouth, attempting to dominate it as much as she was attempting to force him to bow down before her. Heavy, panting breaths of exertion from them both filled his ears, and Jaune didn't know anymore whether they were fighting, making out, or some twisted combination of both.

It became even harder to tell when Yang sheathed her tongue behind her teeth once more, and bit down on his lower lip hard.

Jaune yelped as he pulled away from the girl, the flesh of his lip being stretched to the limit before finally being pulled free. It stung, and a faint coppery taste lingered on his tongue as he stared into her hungry crimson eyes.

"You bit me," he breathed, trying desperately to fill his lungs with oxygen after the passionate make out session with the hybrid.

"And I drew first blood," she answered smugly. "I win."

"You don't win anything."

"Prove it," she growled, bringing her face close to his. "This doesn't end until one of us submits." She leaned in, and the soft breaths of her voice hit his ear as she spoke into it. "I'm going to break you, Jaune."

Maybe it was those words which pushed him over the edge. Maybe it was the kiss. Or maybe it was the fact that Yang's large and squishy breasts were still pressing into his chest. Whatever the case was, Jaune knew what he had to do.

This wouldn't end until one of them submitted. He knew the hybrid girl wasn't talking about a straight fight anymore. No, after what she'd said about Blake, after she made it clear that she should have been his mate instead of the dark-haired hybrid, Jaune knew exactly what it was that Yang wanted. What her intentions were.

What he needed to do in order to prove his dominance over her.

Breathing hard, snorting breaths as he grappled with Yang, he pumped more and more Aura into his already physically strong limbs. While not as strong as her Grimm arm, her human one couldn't match his. Slowly but surely he managed to bring his superior height and weight down on her, and with the aid of his Semblance, buckled the girl's knees until she was kneeling before him.

A look down at her snarling face showed him a sight he hadn't expected to see. Nor had he felt it. He was rock hard. When had that happened? How had that happened? The kissing? Her breasts? Or was this place truly getting to him, and he had developed a liking for domination himself?

Whatever the case, Yang had to be put in her place. She had to understand that she would not be the dominant one. He had already been dominated once by Blake, and he had no intention of letting it happen again.

Maintaining a hold on her Grimm arm, he let her human one go, and in one swift motion grabbed his throbbing cock and shoved it into her mouth.

Crimson eyes went wide as he pushed himself up to the hilt inside her warm, wet mouth.

To his relief, she didn't bite down. He wouldn't have expected her considering that she wanted to make him into her mate. A mate without a lower horn would have been useless to the hybrid.

Sloppy, gurgling noises sounded from her stuffed lips as Jaune began to rock his hips back and forth, sliding his length in and out of Yang's mouth. With his free hand he took hold of her left horn in order to keep her head in place as he fucked her face. When he felt her Grimm hand lose all its strength on his own left hand, he released it and grabbed her other horn.

His hands clenched tightly around both as he continued to pump his cock through her tight lips again and again.

It was nothing like the blowjob Blake had given him. There he had been seated, on the defensive as a long tongue slithered up and down his shaft. As it had worked circles around his sensitive head. Here, however, he was in control. Yang's lips had formed a tight seal around his shaft, and Jaune was pumping into her like a piston. Tight and wet like a pussy, Jaune felt waves of pleasure crash over him as he fucked Yang's mouth. Driving his head so far in that it touched the back of her throat. Drawing out sputtering chokes and coughs from the girl as he filled her mouth with every inch of the cock she had craved so badly.

He peered down at the top of her head, gently stroking her horns with his thumbs as his hips continued to move and buck. "How do you like that, Yang?" he whispered harshly. "Enjoy being dominated?"

If she had attempted to respond with words, they were lost on him as her tongue moved even while it was being assaulted by his cock. "Mmmppffmppgg," was all he heard come from her throat as he continued to fuck her tight pink lips.

All that talk, all that bluster, and it had been this easy. He'd been able to get Yang onto her knees and assert dominance over her. After all, what could be more a show of dominance than her giving him head? Jaune felt satisfied, knowing that the two most dangerous hybrids had been dealt with. All that was left was to finish and cover her with his seed, just like he had with Blake. Then the other hybrids would know that she too belonged to him.

At least… that was the plan. But as the old saying went, no plan survived contact with the enemy.

When Jaune's world got turned upside down, his head slammed back against the mat, and he found himself on his back staring up at the ceiling.

Staring up at pallid white flesh of the naked hybrid, as her beautiful tits and wet pussy lips hovered above him as she straddled her legs on either side his torso.

"You think it's over?" she asked as she felt her sit down on his chest. "It's not over. And it's my turn now."

The weight, and threat on his chest was offset by the tantalizing sight of Yang's large breasts dangling down over his face. Despite the fact that he had been flipped onto his back, Jaune found his position surprisingly comfortable. Desirable even.

Until the blonde shifted her body up, and his face was smothered by the moist pink lips of Yang's sex.

His eyes went wide as the girl straddling his face began to grind herself onto him, the juices of her pussy coating every inch she touched. His nose. His cheeks. Finally, settling down onto his mouth, he heard her gasp above him.

"Yeah, right there," she snarled, her voice somewhere between breathy with pleasure, and angry with vengeance. "Lay there and eat it, Jaune."

A boy had to breathe, and when he opened up his mouth to take a gasp of air he found his lips and tongue engulfed by the wet folds of Yang's pussy. Even as he took in air, he took in so much more of her. Far more than he ever would have expected. Of all the surprises he'd encountered since coming to this school, of all the new experiences he'd both enjoyed and loathed, this one was perhaps the most shocking of them all.

Hybrid pussy tasted delicious.

Sucking in valuable oxygen through his nose, Jaune's tongue darted out as Yang continued move and grind her pelvis atop his face. Using what little room he had Jaune began to lap away at her moist folds, using the sounds she made above him as a makeshift guide on where the best spots to hit were.

"Mmmm, yeah, just like that…" she moaned. Gone was the frightening and threatening voice of the hybrid who sought to dominate him. In its place was a young woman's. A young woman who was horny and eager to be satisfied. Jaune's pride wouldn't allow her to be left wanting.

He swirled his tongue around, hitting every inch of Yang's most sensitive spot he could find. One in particular as he tilted his head upward, tongue thrusting upward, caused a chain of indescribably sexy moans to erupt from the blonde's mouth. He'd found something she liked. A little nub, if the feeling on the tip of his tongue was anything to go by. He attacked it with as much strength as a man who was struggling to breathe could muster.

Jaune felt her human hand grasp the hair on top of his head as Yang's own movements ceased, her body frozen in place so that his focus on her clit would not be disrupted. "Y-yes! Right there!" she moaned loudly. Her grip on his hair tightened, yanking on it and the very skin atop his head. "Yeah you like that don't you, Alpha?" she cried. "You lie there and eat it like a good mate. I'm the Alpha here now…"

As much as Jaune wanted to lie beneath the girl and draw more of those desperate sounds from her, what Yang had just said breathed life into the embers of his competitive spirit. It was easy to grow complacent when you were eating a girl's pussy and eliciting all the right kinds of sounds from her.

But Jaune wasn't going to let her win. This was a fight, after all.

His hands moved to rest on her hips, and with Yang's own attention focused on her pleasure, it took almost no energy at all to turn and flip the girl off him, sending her crashing back down onto the mat. He rolled her onto her back, and now it was he who sat straddled on her own stomach. A hard wet cock rested inspiringly between her pair of large, pale breasts.

Crimson eyes gazed up angrily at him, betrayal evident on her lips from his abandonment of her own pleasure. He'd get to that eventually. They both would. But for now…

Large hands grabbed even larger tits and squeezed them together around his dick. He was a good size, but even if was engulfed by the massive melons of the hybrid he knelt atop. Yang made no protests as he began to pump his lubricated cock between her tits.

He'd never done this before, his experience being limited to Blake. He'd never even watched much of this kind of porn back home, so he hoped he was doing it right. Jaune knew that there would be little pleasure for Yang to gain from this sort of thing. It was a selfish act. Yang had always spoken so highly of her breasts, and for good reason. Now it was time to put them to use. To fuck them as he dominated her.

"You were right, these things are amazing," he gasped as her beautiful breasts squished and surrounded his length. "They feel so good…"

He moved like a jackhammer, wanting nothing more than to explode on Yang's chest and gift the girl with a nice pearl necklace. A look at her face showed her quirking an eyebrow, clearly not as into the moment as he was.

Even as he titfucked her, Jaune squeezed and kneaded Yang's breasts like a baker did dough, unable to get enough of what Weiss had once called mere sacks of fat. Fat or not, they were amazing. Beautiful. It may have been cliché. It may have been immature. It may have been the simplest and most obvious thing a teenage boy could ever think in his life. But…

Tits were amazing.

The experience, however, apparently wasn't good enough for Yang. After only around a minute of enjoying his dick between her breasts, Yang mimicked his earlier move and rolled Jaune over and off her. The two grappled with each other as they rolled across the mat, each striving for dominance against the other as they grabbed each other's arms and hands. Finally after a few seconds of grunting and struggling, Yang found herself in a dominant position over Jaune once more.

"Selfish," she growled. "You'd better not cum before I do."

Before Jaune could even think to ask what she meant by that, he felt Yang grab hold of his stiff cock with her human hand and guide it underneath her. The blonde hybrid lowered herself onto it, and Jaune's world exploded with ecstasy as Yang's tight, wet walls closed in around him.

He had been wrong. Nothing like her mouth. It was so much better.

An uncontrollable gasp of pleasure slipped from his lips as Yang lowered herself down onto him completely, sheathing his sword inside her soft, warm scabbard.

"Yeah… you like that, don't you?" she gasped, struggling to catch her own breath as she rested on his hips. "Better than Blake's isn't it?"

It was a difficult question. It was hard to forget your first time. Your first experience. Your first girl. But here as Jaune lay underneath Yang once more, his dick fully encased in her tight cunt, and a pair of beautiful breasts hanging above him…

Time to piss her off again.

"No," he said, wondering what the angry and competitive hybrid would do now that he'd thrown down the gauntlet.

The reaction on her face was as priceless as it was expected. Teeth were bared as Yang snarled in anger. Her human hand came down to rest on his right side. Her Grimm arm came down to rest half itself on his left side.

"Then I'll just have to ride you until I change your mind," she growled threateningly. "Or until I kill you. Whichever comes first."

Fearing for his life had never been so hot before.

Yang wasted little time in pushing herself off his pelvis, only to slam back down on him as hard as she could. The act forced the breath from Jaune's lungs.

"Too much?" she grinned, using her hands to push up again. "I'm just getting started!"

Her ass smacked back down on his lap, causing Jaune to grunt once more. He'd asked for this, but now it was time to see if his body was up to the challenge.

After several more slow and deliberate motions, with each clap of her ass cheeks echoing through the empty room, Yang developed a softer, more consistent rhythm on Jaune as she rode him. Her hips moved and bucked, sliding up and down on his stiff cock as much as she grinded on him to let her clit rub against his shaft. Glowing red eyes were closed, and Jaune could only stare up in awe at her face as her mouth hung open.

"Oh fuck…" he breathed, not believing that Yang was actually being so gentle with him. "Yang…"

"Ah… mmmm… yeah you like it…" she gasped as she continued to slide up and down on him. As her strong hands kept his shoulders pinned to the ground. "You're mine. My fucktoy. I'm your Alpha, and you're my mate…"

Jaune was hard-pressed to want to disagree with her on that as he was hypnotized by her swaying breasts. As the feeling of her tight pussy brought him closer and closer to climax.

But despite Jaune finding his position beneath Yang pleasurable, he still had to show her where her proper place was. Underneath him. There was only room for one Alpha in this school.

Yang's tits jiggled and flopped as she began to pick up the pace, perhaps nearing climax. She rode him vigorously, bouncing up and down with renewed energy and force, and the impact of her hips and ass on Jaune's pelvis was beginning to hurt. He knew that even with Aura he wouldn't be able to endure this kind of intense riding for long.

Yet the sight of her breasts swinging wildly, the look of pure bliss on Yang's face as she squeezed her eyes closed and panted soft cries of pleasure, those things might just be worth a shattered pelvis. The only problem was…

Jaune felt himself on the verge of cumming too. He may cum, but not like this. It won't be by her hand. He would be the one in charge. He would be fucking her when he came.

He was the Alpha in the relationship.

Lost in her own world of ecstasy, it was easy for Jaune to grab hold of Yang by the waist and roll both of them over. She fought and struggled with him, and as before the two tumbled around on the mats as both attempted to assert dominance over the other. All the while he was still inside her, the two literally attached at the hip as the rolled and grappled to see who would wind up on top this time.

When the two came to a halt, it was Jaune who was the victor, positioned between Yang's legs with his hands pinning her own shoulders to the ground now.

The boy stared into her eyes, his chest heaving as he sucked in air. "I'm the Alpha," he growled softly down at her.

Even pinned beneath him Yang attempted to regain the upper hand, fighting to free her shoulders from his Aura-enhanced hands. All to no avail.

It was time to show her who led this pack. Jaune reared back with his hips and slammed into Yang's cunt with as much force as he could muster.

"Ahh!" she grunted, feeling every inch of him as he hilted himself inside her once more.

She continued to struggle even as he began to thrust in and out of her tight cunt with as much of a rhythm as he could muster. Her shoulders heaved and her pelvis thrashed, trying in vain to regain the dominance she had held over him only seconds ago. It was useless in the end. Jaune had found his place on top of her. He had both his weight and gravity on his side. Yang was pinned down, trapped underneath him and the cock and was plunging into her wet pussy.

It took only seconds for her to ease her struggling. To accept her submissive position underneath him. To enjoy the sex she had craved from him for so long.

Jaune leaned into her, taking her spread legs with him as her feet pointed up toward the ceiling. Pinned underneath him in a mating press, the wet claps of Jaune driving his cock into her soaking-wet pussy filled his ears, drawing gasps and moans from the girl's lips.

"Ahh! Ha! Ha! Haaa!" she panted. "Oh fuck…"

It was music to Jaune's ears as he pounded down onto her. He pushed her legs back even further onto her, completing an utterly dominating position on top of Yang that she couldn't hope to escape from. All she could do was lie there and accept his hard thrusts. All she could do was gasp and moan as he pushed over the edge to her own orgasm.

"Ja- Ja- Jaune!" she struggled to say, even as he continued his reckless assault on her pussy. "Don't… stop! Almost…"

Her wild noises drove him insane, and Jaune pumped away with every ounce of energy he had left. Yang's unrestrained squeals of passion were an intoxicating drug, driving him to seek bigger and stronger highs than the ones he'd felt only seconds earlier. Yang may have been the monster, but it was Jaune who was fucking her like an animal in heat.

As Yang's head twisted and thrashed, he noticed her features becoming softer now. She retained her smooth, pallid skin, but the black scales on her beautiful cheeks faded away. A monstrous arm, impossible to miss even in his periphery, shrunk down to that of a normal human's. Much like what had happened with Blake, the more of himself he put into her, the more human Yang was becoming.

"Jaune! Jaune! I-"

The walls of Yang's pussy clenched down on his cock impossibly tight, and Yang began to thrash and squirm once more. Not in an attempt to escape and assert her own dominance, however. No, Yang screamed and bucked as her body experienced a powerful orgasm brought on by Jaune fucking her.

It didn't take long for him to follow suit, and Jaune felt the end coming as he pumped Yang's snatch like there was no tomorrow. A familiar pressure built up, and just like he had with Blake, Jaune released his load inside of the hybrid girl's tight cunt.

Yang had set out to claim him in this fight-turned-fuck. As it turned out, the results would be quite the opposite. Again, like with Blake, he had wound up scenting and claiming her.

"Mine," he growled, leaning down close to say the word into her ear. "Mine." He felt her body twitch and spasm as it accepted his seed. Her arms wrapped around his back, holding him in place as not to give him a choice in filling her with everything he had. "Mine. Mine…"

Jaune groaned as he filled Yang up, pumping more and more for several seconds until his body forced him to slow down. As his final thrusts stabbed into Yang, the last of his seed was spilled inside her, until he was left breathless atop her. She too was panting and gasping for air underneath him. He stared down at her closed eyes, wondering what she would do when they opened back up.

It didn't take long, and Jaune saw how a far softer pair of crimson orbs revealed themselves to gaze up at him. She said nothing, her chest heaving beneath him as she stared into the ocean-blue eyes which were warm as a summer day at the beach. Nothing needed to be said. The fight had concluded the moment the sex had. Jaune had won. He had asserted dominance over the girl.

He leaned down, tilting his head and kissing Yang on the lips. It was brief, and lacking the fiery passion from before, but its message was undoubtedly more powerful. He cared for her. He was her mate. She was a part of his pack now. He would be there for her.

As he slid himself out of her and stood up, Jaune offered Yang a hand. She accepted the gesture and was pulled up from the floor. Perhaps now that he had tamed this dragon, she might enjoy the other perks of being mates with him. There was a warm bed just waiting to be shared and cuddled in. He wondered if she would enjoy that as much as she'd enjoyed fucking him.

A pair of glowing red orbs watched Jaune and Yang exit, the door swinging closed behind them on its own. Shutting with a dull click that echoed in what was supposed to be an empty room, the sounds of silence soon settled over a place which had only minutes before been filled with the grunting and passionate cries of lustful sex.

Blake jumped down from her place on the ceiling, landing neatly on her tentacles and feet before standing back up to her full height. Tilting her head up and taking a strong whiff of the air, the stench of sweat and desire filled the nostrils of a girl who'd seen every second of the show. One who'd enjoyed every second of it too.

Bringing a tentacle up lazily, Blake held it underneath her nose, smelling the scent of her own desire on the now slick appendage. She sighed forlornly. It had been easy enough to get herself off to the performance she'd just watched. Still, she couldn't help but feel empty inside. Unsatisfied with her normally fulfilling techniques.

"It's just not the same without you, darling," she whispered to herself. "Oh well. There's always another day…"

Blake followed the path the other two had just taken, ready to do what she did best. Remain unseen, and watch.

Author's Note: Another chapter, another hybrid! I know that a lot of people have been craving some Jaune and Yang time in the main story, so I hope this fulfills some of that craving. If you've ever wondered what sex with hybrid Yang would be like, it's this. A fight as much as it is sex. Seems fitting enough for her character.

I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter as much as the commissioner did! Thanks for reading.