Joan blushed fiercely as she stood before Pyrrha wearing little more than a peephole bra, showing off her pink nipples, hard from the material of the bra and the fact that air were reaching them, and tiny thong underwear that barely covered what was necessary, almost slipping between her plump lips as she fidgeted.
Pyrrha stared with wide eyed and red cheeks, her breaths almost coming out in pants as her emerald eyes roamed over Joan's body. Her cock was hard already, practically tearing through the silk of her own panties, twitching and a droplet of pre formed at the tip. "J-Joan?" her voice did not squeak, and she would fight anyone who said otherwise.
"I...I love you, Pyrrha!" Joan squeaked, she knew she did, the pitch of her voice being just under glass breaking, at least in her opinion. She blinked as she saw Pyrrha swaying. "Pyrrha?" she asked, confused, before Pyrrha slumped over on the bed with a wide smile on her face, cock popping out of her panties, twitching and throbbing along to her heartbeat. "Pyrrha?!"
Team RWBY
Back in their dorm, Yang chuckled to herself, knowing that there was no way that Joan would do the dare, and she would get her homework for the month done free. "That was mean, Yang." Blake admonished, narrowing her eyes at her.
But Yang was unrepentant. "Come on, what are the odds that she she'll do it? She and P-Money have been dancing around each other the entire school year. She needs to step up or step off." she said, shaking her head. Weiss scoffed. "Pyrrha could do so much better than that dunce." she said bitterly, rolling her eyes.
Ruby giggled. "You know you ruined any shot you had the first day." she teased her friend, making the heiress look away with a pout. "Shut up, dolt!" the Schnee barked.
Joan And Pyrrha
Pyrrha woke blearily, joy and immense sorrow filling her heart. Joy, because Joan had come to her and told her that she was in love with her, dressed in some of the skimpiest lingerie she had ever seen as though begging to be taken, and sorrow, because something that good had to be a dream.
Opening her eyes, her cheeks blazed as she saw practically bare tits hanging inches above her eyes. Eyes darting upwards, they locked with cerulean blues, filled with concern and...love? "It wasn't a dream..." she whispered weakly, feeling her cock throb. Flushing, her hands flew down and covered the large shaft she had been blessed with as best she could...not that that did much.
Joan smiled. "No, it wasn't...I do love you, Pyrrha...I wore this," Joan blushed as she looked at her 'outfit', "in the hope that you would want me back." she looked away, nibbling on her lower lip, fighting anxiety. "I...I understand if you don't...I know I'm not much...and as Weiss says, you could do so much better..."
Fighting down her sudden flash of utter fury as what Weiss said reached her ears, Pyrrha shot up and pressed her lips to Joan's, softly at first, but quickly gaining more and more power as the seconds passed.
With a swift twist, Pyrrha twisted them so Joan was pressed against the bed, and she was on top, kissing her with everything she was. Eventually, though, the pair was forced to separate, as even with their Huntress stamina, they still needed air.
"Listen closely, Joan. I. Love. You. I've loved you for practically the entire school year..." she whispered against Joan's lips, her hard cock rubbing against the toned flesh of Joan's abdomen, leaking and smearing pre across her skin.
Joan whimpered, her head swimming as she felt the heat of Pyrrha's massive cock pressing against her belly. She forced herself to stay awake, not wanting to pass out now that she knew her feelings were returned, the dare that Yang heaped on her being the furthest thing from her mind right now as she felt her pussy soak her skimpy thong, the juice that wasn't absorbed into the almost useless material leaking down the curve of her bubbly rear.
Pushing herself up a bit, Pyrrha looked down Joan's body, cock twitching and slapping repeatedly against Joan's belly with wet noises. She swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth, hoping that this outfit meant what she thought it did. Reaching for the bra and panty, she spoke. "M...May I?" she whispered, her voice cracking.
Joan swallowed as well, nodding. "...yes..." she squeaked, her breath hitching as Pyrrha swiftly tugged, tearing the flimsy material off of her body and baring what little she couldn't see to her eyes. Emerald eyes roamed over creamy flesh, large breasts capped with hard little pink nipples, hourglass figure, toned belly, wide flared hips, thick thighs, long legs, and the most perfect pussy that Pyrrha had ever seen...and with how many female fans had sent her nude photos, she had seen plenty...including that of Weiss Schnee.
Shaking herself from those thoughts, Pyrrha grabbed her tank top and ripped it down the middle, not wanting to break her view for even a second, grabbing the elastic of her panties and tearing those off too, leaving her just as nude.
Devouring Joan's lips again, Pyrrha rubbed her cock against Joan's slick lips, pulling back just enough to give her a questioning look. A slow nod was her answer. A swift thrust of her hips led to a slick noise and squeaking moans from both of them.
Team RWBY
Yang tilted her head, wondering why a red faced and teary eyed Joan hadn't come back to Team RWBY's dorm room yet, ready to submit to being her homework 'helper' for the next month. "Where is she?" she groused, eye twitching as she fought with her impatience.
"You said it yourself that the sexual tension between them was sickening...maybe Joan didconfess and they're being intimate right now." Blake said calmly, not taking her eyes off of her book.
Weiss scoffed. "Please, never say something so sickening again, Blake." she growled, trying to focus on her work, but couldn't now that the words were spoken. What if the dunce didconfess, and they were being intimate? Her perfect teeth ground together at the thought of the two being intimate.
Ruby smiled. "I think it would be about time!" she chirped, getting a vicious glare from Weiss, although she said nothing, her ass burning with remembered pain that it had gone through the last time she had been too harsh and made the Rose cry.
Joan And Pyrrha
Unrepentant moans slipped from two different pairs of lips as Pyrrha thrust slowly into Joan's soaking core, her long and thick cock spreading her wonderfully and reaching her innermost depths. "Pyrrha..." Joan moaned, wrapping her arms around her partner, now in more ways than just combat.
"Feels so good, Joan! You feel so good!" Pyrrha chanted, rolling her hips in a controlled manner as she bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from losing control...but it was so hard! Joan felt so good, so hot, so wet, so responsive! It was everything she could do to keep from losing control and using more force! The last thing she wanted to do was hurt Joan...
Joan mewled as Pyrrha's shaft slammed into her over and over. This felt so good! But she knew that she could feel even better as well, she just had to..."Pyrrha...faster! I'm...not delicate!" she moaned. "Make it so I can't walk without a limp tomorrow!"
Pyrrha stiffened, eyes going wide and cock throbbing at Joan's words. A helpless moan spilled from her lips as her hips began to move on their own, picking up speed and force, the blanket shifting and falling off of their bodies, allowing the loud slap slap slap of flesh meeting flesh to echo through the room.
Their moans got louder and louder as their passions grew, Joan starting to thrust her hips up in time with Pyrrha's thrusts, only making their pleasure grow. The pair tumbled and twisted on the bed, their cries beginning to reach a pitch loud enough to be heard outside.
Team RWBY
Blake's ears twitched and she looked up, eyes widening a bit as she recognized what the noises were. "I believe you lost the bet, Yang, and that my prediction was accurate." she said, lowering her book and standing, heading to the door.
Weiss scoffed once more. "There is no way that Pyrrha would be, be intimate that soon in a relationship!" she hissed, looking furiously at her faunus teammate.
Blake rolled her eyes and opened the dorm room door, allowing the three humans to hear Joan faintly, "Yes, Yes, Yes! Oh, harder, Pyrrha! HARDER!" making Ruby blush fiercely, Weiss flush in rage, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull, and Yang's face fall. "Aw, man! She actually did it?" she whined, not looking forward to the prospect of doing her own homework.
Blake closed the door with a chuckle. "Sounds like she and Pyrrha are having fun." she mused, moving back over to her bunk and picking up her book again, ignoring the moping Yang, embarrassed Ruby, and frothing at the mouth Weiss.
However, the four couldn't truly ignore what they knew was happening, as Pyrrha and Joan were only seemingly getting louder, the cries and screams of passion entering their dorm through two closed doors. As the first, then second, then third, then fourth hour passed, Weiss, Blake, and Ruby all glared at Yang, regretting that they let her make Joan confess to Pyrrha for her bet.
Joan And Pyrra
Team JNPR's dorm room was a complete mess at this point. Both Pyrrha's and Joan's beds were utterly trashed, the sheets and bedding soaked in sweat and their combined fluids, hanging off the bed or on the floor. Their desks were trashed, papers and books on the floor, more cum staining the top of it, currently drying into a tacky film, and several of the walls looked cracked, showing where Pyrrha had pinned Joan to the wall and fucked her hard against it.
Currently, they were on Nora's bed (she could sleep with Ren tonight, it wasn't like the pair didn't know that they were fucking as well), Pyrrha fucking a sticky, cum covered Joan from behind, slamming into her slick cum filled pussy, relishing the moans that she was getting from her girlfriend. "Gonna cum again, Joan!" she yelled, fondling and slapping the ass before her as it rippled from her hip strikes.
Joan said nothing, having lost the real capability to string words together in the first half-hour of their lovemaking, but the way her hips moved back against her eagerly told Pyrrha that another load of cum was more than welcome.
Using the last of her strength and energy, Pyrrha slammed into her girlfriend's rear bumper, her sizable, but aching balls releasing what cum they had left into them into Joan's fertile depths, both screaming loudly as they came, before the pair slumped onto the bed, curling up next to one another.
Despite her lack of energy (who knew that sex was more exhausting than arena battling?), Pyrrha gathered the sticky Joan in her arms and pulled her flush against her, rubbing her protruding belly, swollen with her seed while pressing kisses against Joan's shoulder, cheeks, anyplace she could reach. "I love you." she heard a croaky, rasping voice, and saw Joan looking at her with a teary smile on her face.
Pyrrha kissed Joan sweetly. "I love you too, Joan...so much..." she whispered, tucking her chin on the crown of Joan's head. "Sleep now, sweetie. We can talk in the morning..." Joan giggled sleepily in response. "And continue..." she mumbled drifting off next to her.
Pyrrha was awake for a little while longer, simply watching her sleeping lover, before she too, succumbed to the need for rest. There would be quite a lot to talk about tomorrow, but it was a Saturday, and they would have all day to do so...she was slightly embarrassed about how loud they had been, but the soundproofing on these dorms was pretty good, so there was no way anyone heard them, right?
Outside Team JNPR Dorm
The entirety of the first year floor of the dormitory was wide eyed and red faced, either from embarrassment, fury, or arousal at the sounds of sex that had been the soundtrack of the floor for the past several hours. Some were embarrassed to have heard such intimacy, others enraged that Pyrrha Nikos, or to a lesser extent, Joan Arc were off the market. Even others were aroused at the thought of the two together.
One thing was for sure, Beacon wasn't going to be the same ever again.