In one of the guest dorms for Beacon a trio of troublemakers are assembled. Cinder Fall is lying on her bed with her Scroll open, examining the information given to them by the virus she put in the system during the school dance. Emerald Sustrai is reading a fashion magazine, but can't find anything with the mobility she would prefer in combat, not to mention pockets that are hard to pick. Torchwick had shown her that she had been slipping in her skills, and wants to improve her gear to make little slip-ups harder. Mercury Black is sitting by the desk in the corner, his pants leg rolled up so he can perform maintenance on one of his cybernetic prosthetics that start midway down his thighs, and continue the rest of the way down.

"It seems the forces Ironwood brought are trying to make themselves useful," Cinder notes. "A few prototype Paladins modified to clear essential roads, and a relief grocery service."

"Any chance I could order a pizza," Mercury asks with a smirk, making Emerald roll her eyes as she turns the page.

Cinder simply ignores him with a small smile of her own. "...Hmmm... They're even sending teams here to try clearing the school grounds, and... This is interesting... It seems his pet Schnee is overseeing it personally."

Emerald looks up, "Schnee? Weiss' older sister?"

Cinder nods, "Winter Schnee should be arriving within the next day or two... This could be used to our advantage. When we put our plan into action it couldn't hurt to have a sympathizer in the visiting forces, particularly such an influential one."

"Bitch'n," Mercury says, propping a elbow on his leg which is still propped on the desk. "How we do?"

Cinder taps a few times on her Scroll. "Well... Her personal history file is interesting... But certainly not spotless."

"Do tell," Emerald practically purrs, setting her magazine aside now that this is getting interesting.

"It would appear she had a bit of a rebellious streak during her time at the academy," Cinder informs them. "Had a fling or two with quite a few students it seems, though she was very adept at keeping it quiet. Not until a jealous girlfriend blew the whistle on her that she was found out... And it seems she had a favorite boy, one that suggests... Distinctive tastes."

She looks up from her Scroll, and both her henchmen follow her gaze to Mercury's legs. Mercury blinks, "What? She's got a thing for cyborgs?"

"Not surprising," Emerald comments. "Weiss has a perfectionist attitude, could have picked it up from her sister. She'd probably be drawn to anyone who already has some great improvements."

"Oh you flatter me," Mercury sasses, and then swats away her magazine when she throws it at him. "So what, I flash my legs at her, and...?"

Cinder closes her Scroll with a sly grin. "Use whatever methods are reasonable to gain her sympathies, but tread lightly. We don't want to start this party too soon."

Mercury smiles, and cracks his neck as he pockets his screwdriver. "Can do..."

-

Winter sighs as she goes through her schedule on her scroll. Everything she has to do has been cancelled thanks to the miraculous wonder that was bad weather, leaving her both bored and slightly irritated. She wasn't meant to be touring, she was meant to be working, but she was now without a single thing to even do.

Such is the state that Mercury finds her, and peeks ever so slightly from around the corner with a smile. When he steps around the corner in the hall he puts a slight limp in his walk. He groans in frustration loud enough for her to hear as he sits on the floor against the wall. Then he raises his right pants leg, putting his cybernetic limb on display before he fishes a screwdriver out of his hoodie to tighten a screw in his ankle.

Winter looks over curiously, narrowing her eyes at Mercury's ankle. "Your screws are faulty. You're using the wrong type."

"Yeah, I know," he sighs. "But I broke my better ones in a training exercise so I had to make do." He looks up, and blinks in surprise like he's just realizing who she is. "Wait, aren't you that Atlas Elite who wiped the school yard with that drunk guy?"

Winter went silent for a few moments. "...yes." While her answer wasn't exactly the most truthful, she did have pride to maintain.

He smiles, and flexes his ankle with a facade of slight pain. "You're an inspiration ma'am… There's too many freelance Huntsmen who think spending their time in schools like this makes it their Oum-given right to do as they please… Nice to meet one who's not 'above the system' so to speak."

"As nice as that is to hear, I see no reason that we should be talking while you are apparently in pain," Winter replies simply.

"Oh this? Nothing that bad, I can walk," he replies as he forces himself up to his feet, and then starts losing balance in her direction.

Winter easily catches him by grabbing onto the back of his shirt with her left hand. "You are making a very convincing argument," she says sarcastically.

Sighing he gets his feet back under him. "...I could use a little help back to my room. I got some crutches, or something I think."

Winter thinks for a few moments. "I think I have some replacement screws lying around. I may as well replace them. I've got nothing better to do at the moment. Sadly."

He smirks, "Thanks miss…?

"Schnee. Winter Schnee." Winter helps Mercury along. "You'll only be in my room until your screws are replaced. Don't touch anything."

"Got it," he sighs. "The name's Mercury Black by the way."

"Ok then, Mr. Black. May I ask what model version of prosthetics you are using?" Winter asks.

He raises an eyebrow as they start moving. "Grimmbreakers, generation 6. A bit behind the times I know, but it's the best I had to get my hands on at the time… I just got so used to these I couldn't part with my legs a second time."

"Probably for the best. Generation 7 rusts too easily." Winter takes him to the guest area of Beacon.

"You know your stuff," he comments, impressed. "Atlas Elites don't fool around, huh Winter?"

"It is simply important to know how a human can modify himself. That way you are ready when they try to kill you," Winter answers plainly.

Mercury raises two of his fingers with a chuckle, "I promise not to try to kill you, Scout's honor!" He winks softly at her, thinking how he has a foot in the door since she hadn't been bothered with him using her first name.

"You wouldn't be able to if you tried." Winter fumbles with her scroll as they get closer to her room.

He chooses not to comment, and adjusts his arm over her shoulders for better support. Winter finally opens her room door and pulls Mercury in. He looks around curiously, and smiles, "Nice place… So, I'm not hoping to come across the wrong way, but does your income come from Atlas, or family? I mean everyone knows the Schnees are filthy rich, but someday I wanna join the Atlasian forces… Be nice to plan ahead with some idea what my income might be."

"I've never been a fan of using my family's wealth. I get my income from Atlas only." Winter eases Mercury onto her bed.

Mercury smiles, and rolls up his pants legs to his knees. "Not a fan of your family? I can relate… My dad was a Huntsman in his youth, but traded his honor for the bottle around the time he got married."

Winter grabs a box of screws and a screwdriver. "Do you need my help to do this, or can you do it yourself?"

"I got it," he says as he gets the tools, and gets to work carefully. "Had to figure this stuff out myself for the better part of a year before I signed up for Haven academy. It was the closest school in my region… Been learning stuff on my own most my life. What, with a dad who's too drunk to think straight, and a mother too scared to do much but cry in a corner." He gets a bit too rough with the screwdriver, and grits his teeth. Then he looks up at her, "I want to be better than that. I want to be a reason folks can be proud to be Huntsmen."

"A worthwhile endeavor at least." Winter sits down next to him.

He looks down at his work, and carefully asks. "Um… How strict is Atlas about a criminal background with their applicants?"

"Very," Winter answers. "Why? Did you do something you'd rather not deal with?"

"Let's just say my old man's first mistake was teaching his kid how to fight like an assassin. Second mistake was killing his wife."

"Well I'm sure that was justifiable then. I tend to not be the judge."

He looks up at her, "Something tells me you wouldn't be. It's the higher ups I'm worried about."

"Then I wouldn't worry about it. You can only do so much." Winter checks the weather on her scroll, probably hoping to get back to work but being immediately disappointed instead.

He raises an eyebrow, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"This weather is interfering with my efficiency and leaving me with nothing to do." Winter closes her scroll and returns it to her pocket.

He smiles, "Then how about once I'm done we hit the sparring floor. I'm curious to see how close I am to making the cut."

"...I guess that is something worth doing." Winter stands up and waits next to the bed for Mercury to finish.

Once he's done he stands, throwing a few experimental kicks, and then nods in satisfaction. "Much better. Thanks Winter."

"Let's get going. I need to do something or I will get lazy. I hate being lazy." Winter opens the door and gestures for Mercury to lead the way.

He takes her to Goodwitch's classroom at a brisk pace, and cracks his neck as they hit the training floor. "Need time to prepare? Stock on Dust, sharpen your swords? Anything?"

"I'm always ready." Winter draws her sword.

Mercury smirks, and takes a kickboxing stance. He takes a moment to set a timer on his scroll for when their match begins, and after tucking it away he starts to inch closer to her in his fighting stance.

Winter maintains a defensive stance with her sword ready to strike the second Mercury let his guard down. "Do your best."

The second the timer goes off he fakes a jumping kick, and instead goes for a sweep to the legs, propelled by his shot-anklet.

Winter jumps over the sweep, keeping her sword in front of her to guard against follow up attacks.

He kicks a foot up towards her hand, hands to the ground like a breakdancer in an attempt to send her sword flying.

Winter takes the kick to her hand, letting go of her sword easily. She quickly flips away, twirling through the air and catching her sword before it even got close to landing. She slashes her sword downward at him, using her momentum to increase the speed of her strike. He dodges with a horizontal spin upwards, and kicks at the tip of her blade to bury it in the ground.

Winter quickly uses a glyph and pulls her sword out of the floor. She goes for a lunge, using a glyph to keep her defense up. Mercury lands, leaning to the side to dodge with the armor of his arm kicking up sparks as it makes contact with the blade. At the same time he jumps a foot towards her gut, catching the edge of her glyph. As a result she doesn't take much damage, but a few tears form down the side of her outfit from the force of the shot.

Winter jumps away, making what looks like way too much distance. She suddenly launches Mercury towards her with a glyph, bringing up her sword to slash him. He crosses his arms in front of him to catch her attack, then extends his arms in a scissor motion to trap her blade between his forearms. Finally he flips sideways in a no-hands cartwheel to wrench the blade out of her hand, stomping a foot so his ankle-shot sends his knee flying at her gut.

Winter staggers away, her sword landing a good distance away from her. She covers her hands with glyphs and assumes a fighting stance more fitting for hand-to-hand combat. Now that they're more on Mercury's style of fighting he's more confident… But he can't beat her outright. He's made a promising show, time to let her stroke her pride.

He jumps towards her in an airborne bicycle kick, hands up for balance, and to deflect. He allows himself to get cocky, and smiles like he believes victory is assured. Winter catches his foot, using her glyphs to make the kick have no momentum the second it touches her hand. She slams Mercury right onto the floor.

He grunts, and tries to turn over onto his back, going for a sweep with his one good leg. Winter jumps over the sweep again, but she doesn't have a sword to guard her way down this time. As a result he takes the opening for her gut, the blast making a direct hit yet her aura absorbs the impact before it hits her skin. The rest of everything from her neckline to naval however isn't so fortunate…

Winter flips away from the blast, staggering from the impact when she lands. She doesn't seem to notice the state she is in, immediately focusing on getting back into good distance to engage Mercury. She sprints towards him, keeping a glyph up to cover her approach.

Mercury flips to his feet, getting ready to intercept her. But then he catches sight of her though the gaps of her glyph, and at a crucial moment loses balance as well as focus.

Winter hits him on the chest with a glyph-charged pam strike, sending him flying away from her. She creates a glyph behind her discarded sword, launching it at Mercury. He catches sight of it just in time to save himself from being skewered, kicking half a second too late to deflect it. It connects with the small of his back, his aura stopping it dead, but the force of the blow in such a small area is enough to drop his aura into the red. A fact evident by his Scroll falling out of a pocket, displaying the red health meter bar.

Winter catches her sword and sheathes it. "Good fight. I had to dampen my semblance to make it even, but you were still effective."

He smiles, not entirely believing her, but letting her savor her victory. "Yeah… Plus you made use of another advantage. Unorthodox, but I guess the best can't always play by the book." He gets to his feet with a groan, and picks up his scroll.

"Another...advantage?" Winter asks. Mercury blinks, and then slowly raises a hand to point at her exposure. He cringes as a ripping sound is heard, the weight of Winter's sheathe finally becoming too much for what's left of her garments, and ripping it the rest of the way down the front.

Winter looks down the second she hears her clothes tear, her large breasts bouncing from their sudden freedom. She quickly covers her front. "Th-this wasn't intentional-!"

He shoots his eyes wide open. "It wasn't?!" He quickly looks away, and clears his throat as he takes off his hoodie, tossing it to her. "Quick, before someone sees…"

Winter pulls on the hoodie. While it doesn't cover much due to the generous size of her breasts, it was enough to make her decent at least. "Of course it wasn't intentional… What kind of pervert do you think I am?"

'Eh, I just met you five minutes ago so I'm clueless," he replies quickly, and glances at her. He can still see a bit of her panties, and he clears his throat. "I thought maybe you were schooling me on a lesson about focus, or something…"

"Why would you think something like that!?" Winter snaps. She takes a deep breath before sighing. "I guess I can't exactly blame you though…"

He sighs, "Here, let me make it up to you. My room's closer so you can wait there while I grab a spare outfit from your room." A plan is coming together in his head ever so carefully.

"Sure. I'll take that offer." Winter eases up slightly. "But hurry."

He nods, and quickly leads her to his room, scouting ahead to make sure the way is clear, and she's not seen.

Winter enters his room quickly and takes a seat on his bed. He sighs in relief, and smiles. "Alright then… There's a shower, and bathroom through that door over there if you feel like cleaning up while I'm gone. I'll be back in a bit." He waves before headed out the door.

He smiles to himself as he walks down the hall. He just needs to catch her at another moment of vulnerability, and then he's home free. He plans to just make a quick walk around the corridors back to his room, under the pretense of having forgotten to get her Scroll so he could unlock her room. Then she's as good as his…

Winter waits for a little while before eventually deciding to take Mercury's offer. She pulls off what remains of her top before pulling down her pants. She leaves her black lace panties on as she walks to the bathroom, her large breasts bouncing freely with each step. The bathroom is surprisingly well-kept for a man, and though she sees no towels she sees a small bathroom closet where they should be kept. Little does she know how wrong that assumption is. A free-spirited man like Mercury likes to explore his freedom as he can, and so he actually keeps them in the top of the bedroom closet. Winter finally removes her panties, frowning at how the front of the material is damaged. She sighs before finally settling into a quick shower, only taking a few minutes before seeking out a towel. "...none here? This just keeps getting better doesn't it?" she complains before wearily leaving the bathroom in hopes of getting a towel before Mercury returned.

Hopes that a person who believed in fate would think today was trying to screw with her. But no, today it's a dark-hearted bad boy with the intent of any screwing. He had arrived outside the door some time ago, leaning against it to listen for running water. When he had heard it turn off, and the bathroom door open he waits all of three seconds before unlocking the door with his Scroll then dashing in.

To Winter it would have been a slight beep's warning, then Mercury entering like he had come running back to the room, closing the door hard behind him. As he turns from the door he stops few with eyes wide, every detail of her luscious body burning into his mind in a matter of seconds.

Winter blushes and covers up the best she can. Her breasts don't seem to agree with being covered, slickly slipping over Winter's arms. She was completely silent, not knowing what to say at all. Mercury didn't even have to pretend he couldn't look away, but his voice still works fine.

"I can't open your room without your scroll," he says slowly, almost as if hypnotized. Winter looks down at her clothes, still not talking or moving like she was trying to hold back from screaming in frustration.

Mercury follows her eyes, and then heads over to her clothes. He sorts through them before finding her scroll. Taking pity on her he slips it into his pants pocket, and then heads to his closet where the towels are neatly folded. He selects one, and then holds it open, headed for her as if to have her walk into it.

Winter calmly walks into the towel. "Thank you…" She still looks very flustered. Mercury decides to make his move then, while her hands are occupied with adjusting the towel. He reaches up to take her by the cheeks…

Then he calmly yet quickly presses his lips to hers.

Winter blushes more, almost pulling away. She doesn't appear to know what she wants to do about this. Mercury's mind however is made up, and drifting his hands to her shoulders he slowly starts walking her back towards his bed. Slowly he breaks the kiss, and smiles up at her.

"You… Are perfect," he says as he brushes a wet lock of hair out of her face. "You never judged me… You're an amazing fighter… Not to mentions the most gorgeous woman I've ever laid eyes on." A slight shove topples her backwards onto his bed, and he climbs up to straddle her hips with a sly smile. "I think I'm in love."

He then leans in, and kisses her softly on the side of the neck. Winter just looks up at him before clearing her throat. "Mr. Black… Mercury… I… I don't know what to say about these feelings of yours."

His hot breath tickles her moist skin as he whispers in her ear, "Actions speak louder than words… If you really accept me, or don't, then your body will tell me." He nibbles her earlobe softly as he reaches a hand up to grope her breast through the towel.

Winter shudders sensitively to the touch, letting out a soft moan. She reaches up to where her towel is secured, thinking about undoing it. Mercury then removes his shirt, showing off his lean collection of muscles decorated with the scars of his rough upbringing. Then he lowers himself on top of her as he kisses her again, letting his body Warth tease her wherever their skin touches around the towel pressed between them.

Winter finally undoes her towel, letting it fall open. Her breasts bounce around freely as they usually do, and her pussy was glistening from the water from her shower. A clearer invitation Mercury couldn't ask for. He takes both her breasts in his hands, kneading them softly as he slips his tongue into her mouth.

Winter tenses up in surprise when Mercury's tongue pokes into her mouth. She forces her tongue into his as well, not letting him fully dominate her. This coaxes a moan of approval from him as he locks his index fingers, and thumbs around her nipples, rolling them slightly as their tongues battle for supremacy.

Winter moans when she feels Mercury pinch her nipples, arching her back to push her breasts more against his hands. He smiles against her lips, and pulls back, panting. He smiles down at her as he tugs her nipples softly until they're tender, then releases them. After scooting backwards off her he reaches back, hooks his hands under her knees, and lifts her legs until her pussy is pointed upwards, directly under his face. He smiles down at it, and licks his lips before looking her in the eye.

Winter's expression is completely flustered. She blushes from the way Mercury is eyeing up her womanhood. Then he leans in, and softly kisses it before licking her slit from bottom to top. To tease her a bit he starts tracing the alphabet on her pussy with his tongue, occasionally brushing the tip over her clit in the process.

Winter moans erotically with each lick, covering her mouth to try to keep the embarrassing moans from being audible. Mercury smiles as he finishes his Z with a flourish, then probes his tongue inside her to explore her depths, brushing his top lip back and forth over her clit. At the same time he braces her behind on his chest so his hands are free to reach for her breasts.

Winter clenches her inner walls around his tongue the second it enters her, letting out another loud moan. He chuckles as he stirs his tongue around her slick insides for a second or two, then lifts his head. "Seems your body likes me… Sadly I don't have any condoms." He tilts her hips off to the side, and crawls over to give her another kiss on the lips.

Winter suddenly flips them over. "Do you really think I'd let you go that far when I just met you? You're only allowed to have what I let you have. Do you understand?" She licks her lips slowly.

He blinks in surprise, and stares up at her… Then smiles slyly. "Yes ma'am." He can feel the bulge in his pants throb a bit, and glances down at it before looking back up to meet her eyes.

"Good." She reaches down and brushes her fingers over the front of Mercury's pants. He squirms a bit, his eyes narrowing as he reaches up to fondle one of her breasts.

Winter unzips Mercury's pants slowly and teasingly, asserting her dominance. Realizing just how the tables have turned he drops his hand, deciding to watch how she plays this. He would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying himself.

She finally pulls Mercury's manhood out of his pants and strokes it slowly. For a boy his age, that barely considered an adult, he's very well equipped. Not even fully erect yet, and he's a good nine inches, and thick as almost three of her fingers.

Winter gapes at Mercury's manhood for a few seconds, not expecting something so big. She continues her stroking, slowly picking up speed. He groans, and asks, "Found something you like, Sexy?"

Winter pulls her hand away. "Maybe I did." She lowers her hips until Mercury can feel her pussy rubbing against the shaft of his cock. "Enjoy this. This is the closest you're going to be getting." She runs her womanhood up and down his length, taunting him with how close he was to entering her.

He groans in frustration, and reaches up to rub her thighs as his rod gradually starts getting stiffer, growing another full inch over time. "Come on," he moans. "Winter…Mmm!"

"Nope. This this the most you get." Winter pants softly as she continues rubbing her lower folds against Mercury's length. She moves smoother as her precum covers Mercury's cock. As she does his cock just gets hotter, throbbing with his heart beat as his growing arousal presses it harder, and harder against her snatch.

Winter picks up more speed, each movement of hers being dangerously close to having Mercury's length end up inside of her. He wants to just adjust his hips a little, just the right way he knows would slip him right up inside her, and impale her on his bitch-breaker. But he also doesn't want to lose what semblance of trust he's built with her, so he endured the torment, the effort of which is clearly visible on his face as he moans erotically. "Winter~!"

Winter looks completely flustered, like she does want Mercury inside of her but was too stubborn to let him. "Ah~" She moans softly, probably getting close to covering Mercury's manhood with her climax.

"Hell woman, let me inside you," he groans with a plea in his voice. "Please…"

Winter suddenly stops, taking a few deep breaths as she calms herself down a bit. She pokes a tiny bit of Mercury's tip into her and moves her hips around in a teasing, circular motion. "Why should I~?"

"Because I can't stand it," he pants. "The most beautiful woman I'll ever meet, so close… I need this… I need this so bad!"

Winter contemplates this for a little while. "Ok then… Show me how much of a man you are. Take it, and don't be easy on me."

Like he could of held back at this point even if he wanted to. He thrusts his hips up as hard as he can, shoving his entire length inside her in one go, and as their hips collide he lifts her an inch off the mistress as he grabs her by the hips.

"Ah~! Mm~!" Winter moans blissfully, tightening up the second Mercury enters her. She even feels Mercury's length poking against the back of her womb due to its size. With her distracted he rolls them over, and hunches over her as he starts to ram his hips roughly into hers, making those wonderful mounds on her chest bounce with every jerk.

Winter pushes her hips back against his, trying to get him to hit her more sensitive spots. She tightens up her inner walls even more, making it feel like her tight pussy was sucking on Mercury's cock. The feeling is bliss to him, his mild case of blue-balls making him enjoy plowing her all the more enjoyable. Raising his hands from her hips he pins down her wrists, and kisses her with a savage lust as he ravages her nethers.

Winter picks up her circular motion from before, this time using it to stir Mercury's length around inside of her. This stimulates him all the more, and he moans loudly as he starts moving his own hips around in a quest to locate her G Spot.

She tenses up and moans louder each time he brushes over her G Spot, letting him figure out where it is the second he touches it. She angles her hips in an effort to get him to focus on that spot in particular. He smiles once he finds it, and then pulls back to hammer it intensely. He's going to leave her a drooling mess of her former self if it kills him. Not just for the mission, but his own pride as a man.

Winter slowly tenses up from the pressure. She looks rather flushed, and also very close to cumming. Mercury however beats her to it, and tosses back his head with a cry of bliss as he slams his hips into hers. The head of his cock flares like a hot ball inside her before he blasts off several large shots of cum against her cervix. Pressed as hard as he is to her womb they have little else place to go than even farther deeper inside her.

Winter arcs her back and cums a few seconds later, her inner walls spasming as she came. She tenses up from the heat of Mercury's cum, reaching up to pull him closer. He allows her to pull him to her chest, all the while keeping their hips pressed together.

"Oh," he pants. "Oh wow~"

"You came inside… You naughty boy~" Winter says at a near whisper. "You'd be in a lot of trouble if I didn't have pills around for this."

He raises his face to look her in the eye. Then he smiles as he wiggles his hips to get the last of his cum inside her. "I wouldn't complain either way… Winter… Give me a chance… We can work… Just give me a chance…"

"Hmm~" Winter suddenly slaps her hips against his again. "I guess I can give you a chance."

He jerks with a groan, and then smiles down at her. "Thank you… You won't regret it."

"Good." Winter clears her throat. "You can pull out now though. I believe I've given you enough time inside of me today."

He chuckles, and slowly pulls out, savoring the experience to the fullest.

Winter shivers when their mixed cum spills out of her. She suddenly remembers that she is still wet from her shower and grabs her towel. Mercury climbs off the bed, and starts getting dressed again. "I'll be back with your clothes… And Winter?"

Winter towels her hair before putting it up again. "Yes?"

"Thank you," he says seriously. "And if you're still not busy… Tomorrow I know where to get into the deserts in the cafeteria. Care to join me for cake,or something?"

"...sure, but not much. I can't have too much sugar," Winter replies simply.

He smirks, "Scared of growing a muffin top?"

"Maybe I am." Winter holds up her scroll. "Don't forget this again."

He takes it, and slips it into his pocket with a wink. "Yes ma'am…"