Ruby, Pyrrha, and Blake stumbled into the dorm room in a tangle of limbs. The brunette was eagerly devouring the raven-haired girl's lips, while the taller redhead was doing an admirable job of creating a record-class hickey on the back of the Cat Faunus' neck. Hand were roaming freely, clothes and hair were in disarray, and there were only six small steps over to the bed…
The trio froze at a not-so-gentle clearing of the throat. Like toddlers caught with a crayon in hand and a wall full of painstakingly created artwork, the three girls leapt apart, excuses and apologies springing to their lips.
Any words they might have uttered died as they noted just how full the room was.
The remainders of both RWBY and JNPR were there, though also augmented by the stalwart presence of Coco and Velvet. Yatsuhashi's absence was likely due to the fact there would have been nowhere to put him, and it was a well-known fact that Fox didn't appreciate small, crowded spaces.
The brunette fashionista stepped to the fore with a solemn, if severe, look on her face.
"Ruby. Blake. Pyrrha. This is an intervention."
"Pardon?" Blake asked blankly as she hurriedly buttoned her school blouse back up.
"Look, guys," Yang sighed, her gaze riveted on a particularly interesting spot on the floor. "It's kinda getting out of hand."
"And if Yang's saying that, you know it's bad," Jaune snickered, earning him a glare from the accused trio.
"What are we talking about, precisely?" Pyrrha interjected. She'd managed to fasten her bra again from outside her still-intact shirt but was struggling to adjust it once more for comfort.
"You three," Nora giggled. "Bangin' all over the damn place."
"Nora!" several voices exclaimed, answered by her muttered "Well, it's true."
Ruby stepped in front of her girlfriends, arms crossed and not even bothering to adjust her skirt that was hiked up to a rather indecent level. "We are not that bad," she defended, ignoring Blake's efforts to discreetly tug said skirt back down to school regulation heights.
"Oh really?" Weiss responded archly. "How many warnings have you received from Professor Goodwitch alone this semester?"
"Eight," Ruby mumbled abashedly.
"Look, I know there's a bet going on and all," Coco interjected, referring to the popular pool as to when in this year they might get Glynda to actually snap and exclaim 'I am done with this shit'. "But seriously, you're the talk of the school, and not in a good way. How long before something like this gets out to the media and paints Beacon as nothing but a group of hormonal, sex-crazed teenagers?"
"Aren't we, though?" Ruby asked curiously.
"That's not the point!" the gatling-gun-toting brunette yelled angrily. She pointed a trembling finger behind her at a rather demure-looking Velvet perched on the edge of the girls' bed. "Do you know what it's like trying to keep up with a Rabbit Faunus who's feeling competitive?"
Coco paused, blushing brightly at the stares that statement got. "Again, not the point," she uttered hurriedly, desperately trying to save face. "Look you three, we're trying to help you before the school drops the hammer on you."
"Well," Pyrrha murmured, shuffling embarrassedly while clasping her hands behind her back. "I suppose we could tone it down a bit…"
"Ah-pupupup!" Weiss cut her off imperiously. "That will not do at all. Two weeks."
"Two weeks?" Blake repeated, her voice full of dread as to what precisely was implicated with that small, innocent-sounding statement.
"Two weeks," the platinum-haired girl nodded firmly. "No sex. Prove to us you can do that and we'll stop hounding you about this."
"Two… weeks…" Pyrrha wailed with a soft moan, her emerald eyes full of horror.
"Fine, we'll do it."
Both the Cat Faunus and redhead whipped their gazes around to regard the third member of their relationship.
"We… will?" Blake asked incredulously.
"Yep, we will. We'll prove to you guys our relationship is about more than just the sex," Ruby declared proudly.
"Alright then," Coco nodded.
"We're doomed," Pyrrha whispered disconsolately.
o o o
It didn't take long for the industrious students at Beacon to start a betting pool as to who would crack first and when. As likely the most impartial of all, Ren was chosen to be the keeper of the list. He carried his little black book around incessantly, resigned to being stopped at all hours of the day and night for new or updated entries.
For their part, the three girls who were subjected to such scrutiny started out strong, opting to spend some extra time studying or training, but also enjoying each other's company in a more innocuous manner, even going so far as to go out on a dinner date in Vale. Their enjoyment was dampened somewhat by the presence of a pair of chaperones in the form of Coco and Velvet who dined at an adjoining table.
By the fourth day, tensions were running a little high.
It started out innocently enough with a subtle tease that was commonplace amongst them. Over the breakfast table, Blake removed her shoe and ran her bare foot along Pyrrha's leg. The redhead's eyes bulged out slightly, and then narrowed dangerously. Her hand crept over and rested on Blake's knee, dipping under the hemline of her skirt and tracing small, aimless patterns.
Not to be outdone, Ruby decided to finish off her breakfast in as suggestive a manner as possible.
From then on, of course, they came to an unspoken agreement to make a game of it. A very dangerous, sexy game.
Pyrrha made a habit of coming up behind her girlfriends and giving them quick kisses, oftentimes accompanied by an equally swift lick, on the back of their necks, one of her favorite spots to lavish attention on. Ruby would occasionally during class lean over and whisper a few more salacious activities she was thinking about, or that they might engage in after their probation period was up. While Blake…
The Cat Faunus was well-known throughout the school as an avid reader. Many also knew of the more saucy nature of some of her favorite bits of literature. What most did not know of was her skill at crafting bits of poetry that were every bit as lewd as the books she read. She'd leave the snippets inside her lovers' notes, in their weapons lockers, on the pillow, tucked inside their textbooks. Even once in lipstick on the bathroom mirror (much to Weiss' displeasure and Yang's amusement).
By the end of the first week, things had escalated as such things tended to do, all the while monitored by a rotating selection of chaperones (though Coco begged off finally, claiming that her girlfriend was getting entirely too many ideas for her comfort or stamina). Pyrrha became quite adroit at sneaking small, sultry bits of affection upon the other two, going so far as to unabashedly pinch Blake's behind in the hallway once. Ruby took to wearing her exercise outfit of biker shorts and a sports bra around as much as possible, and classes were an unending litany of murmured sexual wet dreams. Blake's imagination was stretched to the limit, and she began to just copy the more erotic passages from her books. The only safe zone throughout all of this was, ironically enough, their bed at night, as things were far too easily escalated there.
Things came to a head Saturday afternoon in their dorm room. For once there was no chaperone present, and Ruby was quite close to losing her sanity.
"Alright, that's it," she snapped, leaping to her feet from her desk chair with an uncharacteristic scowl on her face. Pyrrha stepped back innocently, not at all about to acknowledge the quick grope she'd managed to sneak in from behind.
"Problem, little rose?" Blake smirked. She'd had a brief conversation with Velvet earlier, confirming her cut of the betting pool if Ruby were the first to pounce on either of her lovers.
Growling wordlessly, Ruby turned her back to them, kicked her chair away, leaned over her desk while supporting her weight on one arm, and slipped a hand up her skirt.
It was quite obvious to both Pyrrha and Blake exactly where that hand now was. It was just as obvious, by the sounds and hip motions, what she was doing. The redhead slowly lowered herself to the edge of the bed, eyes riveted on the sight and lips parted slightly. Blake remained at the head of the bed, book forgotten and biting her bottom lip hard enough almost to draw blood.
When Ruby was finished, letting out an explosive gasp, she trembled slightly where she was now slumped. With some effort she managed to lever herself up, not looking at the others as she headed for the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind her.
"To quote our little rose," Pyrrha murmured wondrously. "Fuck me sideways with a dust shard."
"Ditto," Blake breathed, blinking her eyes rapidly.
When Ruby returned, she stood her chair upright and sat down once more as if nothing happened, seemingly oblivious to the stares boring holes into the back of her head.
Pyrrha was the first to leap to her feet. "Gym," she stated absent-mindedly, fleeing from the room.
The Cat Faunus was soon to depart next, grabbing a random assortment of textbooks. "Library," she stated levelly.
When the door had closed, Ruby finally allowed the wide, shit-eating, satisfied smirk to spread across her face.
o o o
"We need to talk, Rubes," her sister announced the next day. The three of them had declared a temporary truce, splitting up to engage in separate activities. Pyrrha had spent an inordinate amount of time working out both her muscles and her sexual frustrations, while Blake kept her nose buried in books of one form or another.
Ruby, for her part, did a little of both, actually catching up with the majority of her schoolwork, and in a few cases ahead of schedule.
The brunette, alone in the room with both Yang and Weiss, set her adventure novel aside and regarded the other two levelly. "Sure, what's up?"
Yang sighed heavily, plopping down on the bed next to Ruby. "So, look. I know we have this thing going on with the no sex and all… and I know you guys have been sticking to, well…"
"You have adhered to the bare letter of the agreement," Weiss intoned darkly.
"Right, that," the blonde continued. "But, here's the thing." She sighed once more. "You're making us all crazy. All the teasing, the innuendos… Do you know how hard it is for me to concentrate in class on a good day?"
"Are you asking me to take a dive?" Ruby asked incredulously.
"No no no, not at all," Yang replied, waving her hands in front of her face before exchanging a guilty look with her girlfriend.
"Hmm." Ruby regarded the pair. The rules of the pool were that those involved could not be told of the exact bets placed unless they happened to infer them on their own. Meaning neither Yang nor Weiss could tell her outright what they'd bet upon. She had an inkling, though, that her sister and partner both held a certain amount of respect for her dominance and willpower, having witnessed them firsthand on several occasions.
"I'm gonna hazard a guess here. You guys didn't bet on somebody breaking, but on somebody being the one not to break. Namely, me." She grinned at the knowing smiles that graced the other two girls' faces. "So, for you to win the bet, either Pyrrha or Blake has to break first."
The brunette leaned back, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Half."
"What?" Weiss sputtered incredulously. "Not a chance. Third."
"Third and the room for the rest of tonight. Go get a hotel room with your share."
"Seem pretty confident there, Rubes," Yang snickered.
Ruby nodded, her grin turning into a smirk. "I'd say the pool would go entirely to you if both Pyrrha and Blake broke at the same time, wouldn't you?"
Yang gaped at her sister. "I am humbled once again," she intoned solemnly. "Do I wanna know how you're gonna pull this off?"
"Nope," Ruby returned. "I'm going to save your mental health and have Weiss stick around to witness."
"Why me?" Weiss asked curiously.
"'Cause I know you're a closet voyeur," the brunette giggled.
"I… I'm not… I never…" Weiss stammered, blushing furiously. "Shut up!"
Plans were made and messages sent to both Blake and Pyrrha requesting their help on the group project due next week. Weiss was the only occupant of the room aside from Ruby as the other two entered together. They paused at the doorway, suspiciously eyeing Ruby who was sitting against the wall on the bed and in her red silken robe.
The brunette offered them an innocent smile, raising a sheaf of papers up in front of her. "Hey guys! Ready to get started?"
Blake shrugged, reassured by the presence of Weiss who, though still clad in her street clothes, looked to be quite comfortable while working on a paper of her own. The platinum-haired girl gave them an aimless wave without looking up. Ruby, for her part, was practically radiating an earnest virtuousness through the Mark.
Soon enough Blake and Pyrrha were on either side of their lover, maintaining enough of a distance that they weren't rubbing up against each other. They dove headlong into the assignment for their dust mechanics class, quickly losing themselves in the work.
After a good half hour of collaborating, Ruby decided to enact the first stage.
She let out a falsely irritated huff. "It's warm in here," she murmured, shrugging her robe off and revealing the skimpy red lingerie underneath.
Blake paused mid-word from her explanation of some terminology, her mouth left hanging open as she stared at the considerable cleavage now exposed. Pyrrha was likewise stunned, anything resembling a coherent thought fleeing from her head like smoke on the wind.
Smirking slightly, and well aware of Weiss' pale blue eyes now riveted on the scene, Ruby quickly engaged in the second portion of the plan, nonchalantly knocking her pencil off the end of the bed.
"Oops," she giggled, rising to all fours and wiggling forward to retrieve it.
As she expected, she was simultaneously pounced by both of her lovers and dragged back onto the bed. To her credit, Weiss only hesitated a moment (or perhaps several) before fleeing the room.
It was fortunate that Ruby had requested the room for the rest of the evening, as the three of them had an inordinate amount of frustration to work out.
A/N: Bonus chapter from the beach. The creative juices were flowing steadily, though I actually haven't had as much time to write as I would have liked. Granted, I've been greatly enjoying the hammock on the porch here… Anyways, just a bit of fun humorous fluff. I had entirely too much fun with this chapter. Seriously, I keep rereading it, and I think this might just be my favorite chapter.
Also, in case it wasn't evident, we broke 500 followers on this little slice of fluffy crack ship shortly after posting the last chapter, so I put up a bonus Bind chapter to celebrate! Per user prompt, go have a read for Freezerburn's first time together. Mostly fluff, with just a side dish of smut this time.
UPDATE: My thanks to the esteemed Hysterical Clerical Hijinks for pointing out that some parts of this were taken from the wonderful The Gentle Art of Making Enemies, found over on AO3. The amount that was taken from it was unintentional, but credit is due in particular for the "pleasuring" scene with Ruby, as well as the line from Glynda (which was changed as it was a direct correlation from the other story, my apologies for that). I certainly did not mean any sort of plagiarism, it's what I get, however, for reading so voraciously and not paying attention to where I get ideas from.
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