Yo peeps, GMG here with chapter 13. I can haz moar problemz? We will have trouble soon, plotwise. Last wednesday our school had a spirit day and I was The Tenth Doctor from Dr Who. Lets just humor right in... Oh wait! Forgot to mention that I got 7 reviews in under an hour, so the lemon will be posted at some point in this chapter.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

"There's a what?!"

Ren sighed. Why was everybody so loud all the time? He decided to answer Yang. "A talent show of sorts."

Nora jumped up and began chattering about what they should do. "We could ride unicycles! Or Ursas! Maybe we could juggle waffles! Oh! We could sing!"

The last one caught everyone's attention. They all nodded, agreeing that singing was a good idea.

Weiss spoke up. "We should work in our teams for this. It seems easier that way and also even if one team loses, the other might win."

Ruby cheered, "Yeah! Team RWBY all the way!"

Jaune puffed out his chest. "Team JNPR will win!" Velvet giggled at him, causing him to sulk.

Ruby glanced at Yang, her sister typing in her phone. "What are you doing Yang?"

Lilac eyes flickered up momentarily before they focused on the screen again. "Looking for a song we could sing. Aha!"

The rest of Team RWBY looked at her, waiting to see what she had found. Yang clicked a button and a song began to play. After it played, the team left to practice.

Team JNPR sat there, stunned at their choice before Jaune spoke up. "What are we waiting for?! Lets go!"

Nora cheered, Ren sighed, and Pyrrha nodded. The team stood and they too ran off to practice. Velvet chased after to keep an eye on Jaune.

Later, at night...

Yang slipped into her room and set her drumsticks on the room's desk. She gave the room a cursory glance and noticed that Pyrrha was curled on the bed, asleep.

Yang quietly stalked over and gently sat down beside the fiery-haired girl. She reached out and began running her fingers through the spartan's hair, enjoying how soft it was. Pyrrha shifted, causing Yang to pause, before settling again. Yang sighed, relieved that she hadn't woken the girl, and started again.

Yang leaned over a placed a soft kiss on Pyrrha's lips. She went to pull back, but a hand on her head prevented her from moving. Her eyes locked on to vibrant green ones and she smiled into the kiss.

She pulled away and chuckled. "It seems that I've been had."

Pyrrha giggled. "Most certainly. Now why don't we continue?"

Yang grinned. "Why certainly."

Their lips met once more as their arms wrapped around each other. Yang shifted so that she hung over Pyrrha, never breaking the kiss. Pyrrha's hands snaked up and started pulling off Yang's jacket before she ran her fingers down the blonde's spine. Yang shivered at the touch and her back arched slightly. Pyrrha's hands reached the hem of the yellow undershirt and began tugging it up. Yang broke their embrace long enough to help remove the article of clothing, which was tossed aside.

Yang smiled saucily. "So... Like what you see?" She rolled her shoulders, causing her bosom to move slightly.

Pyrrha winked before removing her own top, leaving her in her pajama pants. (How many of you realized that I never mentioned what she wore before hand?)

As the shirt landed on the floor, the two teens were once more locked in a searing kiss, their generous busts pressed together. Yang's hands drifted to the spartan's bottoms, causing Pyrrha to grin.

"So eager," she murmured into the kiss, "and we've only just begun."

Pyrrha pushed Yang off, the blonde landing on her back. Pushing herself up, Pyrrha stood shakily, her feet trying to balance on the unsteady and springy surface of the bed. When she was stable, she smiled seductively and ran a finger teasingly over her plump lips.

Yang could only watch, aroused, as Pyrrha began rolling her hips and dancing above her. The fiery haired girl ran her hands down her side and to the elastic of her pants. She tugged them down slightly, allowing Yang a small glimpse of the flame-patterned panties beneath.

Pyrrha looked at her girlfriend, amused at the wide-eyed stare she was receiving. Yang was in for a surprise tonight. Pyrrha reached up and tousled her hair, her arms' movement em phasing her bust. Yang's tongue practically fell from her panting mouth.

A black aura surrounded small rings that lined the waist of the pajama pants and began pulling down, bringing with it the clothing that Pyrrha still wore. Pyrrha was now clad in only panties and looked HOT!

Pyrrha turned to the edge of the bed and hopped off, motioning for Yang to follow. The blonde complied in a daze and stumbled after her, falling face first onto the floor. Pyrrha giggled and helped the poor girl up. Once more on her feet, lilac eyes locked in her girlfriend's body, the taut muscled almost viable beneath the soft skin.

Pyrrha releases Yang and resumed dancing, this time with music accompanying her. She moved seductively around the blonde, sometimes dragging her fingers over her own body suggestively or brushing up against the blonde. She kissed Yang once more before slowly dipping lower and lower.

Pale fingers removed the brown belt before slipping into the waistline of skintight leather. Meanwhile, Yang slipped off Ember Celica and the gloves she wore beneath the gauntlets. Tossing them aside, she looked back at Pyrrha who had slipped off the short bottoms. The spartan licked her lips at the sight before her. Yang wore no panties, her moist folds exposed to the air, causing the blonde to shiver under her lover's stare. (Read 1:)

Jade eyes sparkled lovingly before Pyrrha leaned forward and plunged her tongue into the wet snatch in front of her, the sweet essence of her hotheaded girlfriend. Yang three her head back, a silent scream of pleasure on her lips. She wrapped her fingers into the scarlet locks and pulled the spartan deeper into her core.

Pyrrha slipped a finger in, the walls adjusting to the intruding appendage before the pyrofanatic girl moaned in pleasure. She raised her other hand up and squeezed one of Yang's firm buttocks. The pleasure almost caused Yang's knees to buckle, but she manages to remain standing.

Due to their previous experience, Yang was assaulted by a familiar feeling. She was close. Noticing this, Pyrrha inserted another digit, furiously pumping the blonde. Crying out Pyrrha's name, Yang orgasmed, splashing juices onto the fiery-haired girls tongue.

This time her knees did buckle, and Yang crashed to the floor. Her head collided with the hard surface and she was out like a light. Pyrrha gasped in concern before running her hands over the blondes head in search of a lump. She found none fortunately, thanking the fact that Yang had a hard head.

Cursing slightly at their unfinished business, she hoisted Yang and herself into bed before dozing off, a breast as a pillow.

End...

Audience: ... He didn't...

I did! I am so mean! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Also, IM ALIVE SUCKAZ! I am justified for a late release, if the one weird night of 3 releases is anything to go by. My original plan was a chapter a week, but I got bored and did two a week on average. Thanks to that fact right there, I'm still ahead of schedule so HA! Reason for late release... Stress. Request for three other chapter besides this one. The RubyHarem, HOW2, and a oneshot challenge given to me... Finally, I used a made up word. "Pyrofanatic". PUNS!

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This is GateMasterGreen, Signing off!