"Twenty-two… Twenty-three… Twenty-four…" Yang took calm, steady breaths as she rounded out her very last set of bench presses, pushing close to her max. Though a party girl at heart, the buxom blonde brawler was never one to slack off on her huntress training, which for her meant hitting the gym at least four to five days a week, four in this case. How else was she supposed to punch criminals and Grimm in the face and shatter their teeth? "Thirty-eight… Thirty-nine… Forty! Whew! Finally finished!"

As soon as she completed her final set of muscle workouts, Yang grinned and victoriously set her barbell back down onto its rack. She then leaned up from beneath the bar, sweat coating her entire body along with her gym shorts and sports bra, and grabbed onto her still damp towel, using it to wipe off her face along with any other parts of her body that felt overly gross at the moment. There was little doubt in the blonde's mind that she had definitely earned some playtime after this, and already her mind was racing at what sort of fun things she could do while out on the town today.

While Yang finished toweling off, though, she heard the steady clack of heels approaching her—an unusual sound in a gym of all places. The busty blonde glanced over her shoulder to find the source, and her violet eyes widened when she caught sight of none other than Winter Schnee, Weiss's older sister, dressed in an athletic ensemble that contrasted starkly with her usual pristine, military attire. Her outfit consisted of a sleek, fitted tank top and leggings in Atlas blue, accentuating her toned physique, befitting of a soldier for her status.

"Impressive." Winter noted, crossing her arms and giving Yang an appraising look. "Forty reps with that weight is no small feat. Most students I know would be exhausted by the time they reached half that."

For a moment as she stared up at Winter, Yang felt her mind go blank. This woman looked… remarkably like Weiss, only if Beacon's resident ice queen was taller, more mature, and actually had boobs. There was also the fact that she was ridiculously sexy. Like, it should have been illegal for someone to look that good in a tank top, and coming from Yang, who frequently wore them, that was saying a lot.

It took Yang a second or two to snap back down to reality, blinking a couple times before she shook her head and pressed a hand against the back of her head, scratching it a bit sheepishly. "O-oh, thanks! I mean, I can't exactly slack off on my training if I'm gonna be a Huntress someday, hehe…"

Winter gave a small, approving nod, her cool blue eyes glinting with respect.

"A commendable attitude. Not everyone has the discipline to maintain such rigorous training, especially when it comes to… strength-focused exercises." Winter's gaze flickered over Yang's toned form, clearly impressed. "Discipline and drive are essential for a Huntress. I respect that you're making the effort to excel." She continued, crossing her arms. Her tone then softened just slightly as she allowed a hint of pride to creep into her otherwise stoic demeanor. "Weiss could learn a thing or two from that dedication."

"Aha… Yeah, that definitely sounds like Weiss." Yang couldn't help but chuckle in agreement, knowing from personal experience that Weiss was not a gym person. The heiress was much more focused on doing aerobic exercises, like Ruby and Blake did with their usual jogs, but in the blonde's opinion it certainly wouldn't hurt if she lifted some weights from time to time. Those noodle arms of hers could do with a bit of muscle tone. And maybe a small tan. "I swear, I've never even seen her pick up a dumbbell in her life whenever I see her here. It's a miracle she can even lift her weapon at all."

Winter allowed herself a faint smile at Yang's comment. "My sister has always preferred a more… refined approach to her training, focusing on technique and precision. Strength training, however, is something I've tried to convince her to incorporate, with limited success." She gave out a small sigh, a hint of sisterly exasperation breaking through. "As much as I admire her skills, I sometimes worry she might be missing a certain… resilience that only comes from pushing the body's limits, as you clearly understand."

"She'll get there eventually. Weiss is pretty stubborn, though, so it might take her a year or two to get the idea." Yang joked, adding, "Half a year if we're lucky."

"Well said." Winter replied, smiling faintly as she extended a gloved hand toward Yang, her gaze warm yet assessing all the same. "Though, I suppose I should formally introduce myself first. Winter Schnee, Specialist of the Atlas Military. I assume Weiss spoken of me before?"

Sparing a glance at Winter's hand, Yang allowed herself a small grin as she extended her own hand and shook the older woman's. "Yang Xiao-Long. Also, are you kidding? She practically daydreams about being you. It's hilarious."

Winter's eyebrow quirked ever so slightly at Yang's comment, a flicker of amusement crossing her face. "Daydreams, you say? Interesting…" She murmured, a hint of warmth in her tone. She released Yang's hand and crossed her arms, the slight shift in her posture making her seem less imposing and more approachable. "Well, that goes both ways. She's always spoken of her teammates whenever we talk, though I must admit, the way she portrayed you was… less than ideal."

Yang raised an eyebrow, spurring Winter to continue just as she asked, "And what exactly did she say about me?"

Winter merely sighed, though Yang could see the woman's lips curl upwards just slightly. "Well, let's just say that she left the impression that you were a loose, reckless party animal who always got into trouble. I'm glad to see those claims were exaggerated."

Inwardly, Yang found herself rolling her eyes at Weiss. Of course that was how the girl would describe her. Typical, typical Weiss. Still, she at least had to concede on some level that the heiress was right about her partying streak, but at the very least she wasn't nearly as bad about staying out late as she had been when Ruby first enrolled in Beacon.

"Well… I do like to party from time to time, admittedly, but I've been cutting back on that a lot recently. Gotta set a good example for my little sis, y'know?" Yang confessed with a chuckle, only to then laugh a little more nervously as she added, "I'd never hear the end of it from Dad if Rubes ever came home drunk and covered in lipstick…"

Winter's lips curved into a slight smile, and there was a glint of amusement in her eyes. "An admirable goal. And one that shows a sense of responsibility beyond what Weiss may have described." Winter nodded approvingly, her gaze lingering on Yang for a moment longer. "Well, I won't keep you from your training any further. Thank you for the conversation… I hope we meet again."

With a final nod, Winter turned on her heel and started to walk away, her posture as crisp and poised as ever as her hips swayed from side to side.

Watching Winter saunter away, Yang couldn't help but admire the woman's shapely posterior, drawn to its curvature like a moth to a flame. And yet, as enjoyable as the sight was, something about it nagged at the blonde brawler in a way that thought oddly familiar.

By all means, Winter seemed like a splendid woman. Polite, well-mannered, approachable, more than capable of kicking ass and performing a graceful dance if need be. Hell, Yang would have been lying to herself if she said that she didn't want to try and cop a feel on Weiss's older sister, consequences be damned.

So then… Why did it all feel so familiar?

That thought would continue to irk Yang even as she stood up and slung her towel around her neck, at which point she grabbed her belongings and mosied over to the girls' locker room. A post-workout shower was absolutely in order, and there was no way in hell she was going back to the dorms smelling like sweaty garbage. Perhaps it would even put her mind at ease.

Walking into the facility, Yang was met by a blissful silence that came from going to Beacon's gym fresh in the morning, when none of the other students could be half-assed to wake up so early. Smiling at the sight, the blonde casually sauntered over towards the back row of lockers. She didn't expect any more surprises like her encounter with Winter, but as the blonde rounded the corner, Yang would quickly find herself proven wrong in the best way possible.

There, standing in front of one of the lockers, was Winter Schnee, her back turned to Yang as she pulled her tank top over her head. Yang's eyes widened as she took in the stunning view—the toned muscles of Winter's back, sleek and well-defined, the gleam of post-workout sweat that shone on her pale skin, and the deep crimson lace of a bra that hugged her curves, showing off a surprisingly full and shapely bust, on par with and perhaps even a touch bigger than even Yang's enviable melons.

Winter had yet to notice Yang as she neatly folded her top, placing it neatly in the open locker before her hands started to hook around the edges of her leggings, bending over as she began to pull them down.

"Oh dear god…!" Yang dumbly uttered, absolutely taken with Weiss's older sister. Her cheeks flushed bright red as Winter raised her thick ass, but in that moment the specialist would finally become aware of the buxom blonde's presence, glancing over at her. This prompted Yang's face to slowly turn ever redder, having been caught in the act of staring at Winter's gorgeous body, while she frantically stammered, "A-ah, shit! I'm so sorry!"

Winter turned her head slightly, glancing over her shoulder at Yang with a calm, unreadable expression. For a moment, Yang braced herself, fully expecting an icy reprimand or a stern glare. But instead, Winter's lips quirked into the faintest of smirks, a glimmer of amusement in her eyes.

Without saying a word, the Specialist calmly continued pulling her leggings down, revealing the full curve of her hips and the sexy red lace thong that left very little to the imagination. The toned muscles of her legs and the smooth lines of her form were stunning, a testament to the years of strict discipline and training she followed. She folded her leggings with meticulous precision, all while seemingly unfazed by Yang's sudden presence—or her lingering gaze.

Once her leggings were set aside, Winter finally turned to face Yang fully, one eyebrow raised as she looked almost amused by her reaction. "Stunned, are we?"

"U-uh… Yeah… You can say that." Yang replied once her brain rebooted, at which point she quickly shook her head. For a military specialist, she never expected Winter to be so casual about her nudity. In fact, Yang half expected the woman to put her on trial for just ogling her amazing ass, but to see Weiss's older sister so unafraid to flaunt her own body…

Well, it certainly left Yang feeling both impressed and aroused. Mostly aroused.

"Ah… Sorry, it's just… Damn, you're so fucking sexy, Winter." Yang began, managing to flash Winter with a more casual, energetic grin as she placed a hand to her hip, letting her gaze wander more freely now that she wasn't afraid of being put to death. "Like, seriously. You're a twelve out of ten, and this is coming from someone who's seen a lot of naked girls already."

Instead of slapping Yang silly for that, Winter simply chuckled softly as she rolled her eyes. "Well, I appreciate the compliment, Yang, though you're hardly the first to bathe me in those." Her teal eyes lingered on Yang's toned form, taking in the blonde's muscular arms and well-defined curves that were the product of countless hours of intense training. "Though, you're not lacking in sexual appeal yourself. It's clear your hard work isn't just for show."

As Winter spoke, her hands moved to the clasp of her bra, her movements precise and unhurried. She undid it with practiced ease, letting the straps fall from her shoulders before folding the garment neatly and placing it in her locker without the slightest hint of self-consciousness. Winter's poise never wavered, her every move seemingly calculated and graceful.

Yang wasn't about to turn down more free eye candy from Winter, unintentional or not. She felt her own panties beginning to grow a different kind of wet the more she stared at Weiss's hot older sister, but the blonde's arousal also served to remind her that, like her companion, she was still drenched in sweat and in desperate need of a shower. And seeing as how Winter didn't mind showing off a little, Yang didn't see any harm in returning the sentiment.

"Heh… What can I say? Gotta take good care of my beach body~" Yang flirted back, taking a spot next to Winter. She quickly opened the locker she had chosen for today, setting her miscellaneous belongings inside before reaching beneath her bra and, with a quick flourish, pulled the tight-fitting fabric clean over her head, letting her own enormous breasts bounce freely.

Winter's gaze remained calm, yet there was a clear appreciation in her eyes as she glanced at Yang's figure. "Impressive physique~" She commented, her voice smooth. "It's clear you don't just rely on strength alone, but also dedication. Few have that kind of discipline." Her eyes lingered on Yang's toned abs, then moved up to her bare breasts with a faint, approving smile. "And I can see why you carry that confidence of yours."

Turning away for a moment, Winter calmly hooked her thumbs under the lace of her thong, sliding it down her hips with graceful ease. Once she was done, she folded the garment neatly before placing it alongside her other belongings.

Now Winter Schnee was fully bare, and she wasn't shy about showing off her body. Toned muscles along her arms and legs, a defined waist, and a firm yet feminine silhouette that conveyed both power and elegance that was typical for a Schnee woman.

Without a hint of self-consciousness, she faced Yang, her gaze steady. "I suppose we both understand the value of strength—both the physical and mental kind. Perhaps it's because we're both older sisters, but I can't help but feel a mutual understanding with you."

"You think so?" Yang asked with a raised brow just as she hooked her thumbs into her leggings and panties. Winter nodded while she pulled down both articles, leaving her gorgeously toned, curvaceous body exposed to the specialist, who she smiled at whilst tossing her discarded bottoms into her locker. "Well that makes it the first time a Schnee's ever actually agreed with me on anything. It's… kind of vindicating, actually." A chuckle was quick to escape the blonde's alongside Winter's. "I can't count the number of times your sister's blown me off or called me a ditz. It's good to know her big sis isn't so judgmental."

Winter chuckled softly, a rare, genuine smile gracing her face. "Weiss may be… particular with her words, but believe me, Yang, it's just her way of showing she cares. In her own… well, rather icy way." She added with a knowing smirk. "Though she might seem distant, it's only because she holds herself—and everyone around her—to high standards. If she gives you a hard time, it's likely because she respects you enough to push you."

The older woman paused, almost as if lost in thought, before her eyes took on a gentle warmth.

"Weiss is quite remarkable. Beneath that tough exterior, she has a genuine kindness and a quiet elegance. I've witnessed her bloom and blossom akin to a spring flower over the years. Sometimes… I feel as though she doesn't know how beautiful she truly is." Winter explained, letting her more sisterly side show as she spoke.

"Aw, sounds like you're a big softie for your sister just like me~!" Yang cheered, allowing herself to step a bit closer to Winter and give the woman a playful nudge with her elbow. Winter playfully rolled her eyes at the blonde, but otherwise did nothing to stop Yang, even as the blonde suddenly suggested, "Hey, maybe we should combine our sisterly powers, then! Weiss has been making goo-goo eyes at Ruby for god knows how long now. It'd be awesome to finally get those two to stop beating around the bush and just kiss already."

"Somehow, I doubt Weiss would be receptive to that kind of plan, though Ruby would be quite lucky. My sister is quite the dish, after all." Winter replied as reached up, deftly undoing the tie in her own hair. Her snow-white locks cascaded down, soft waves framing her face as they settled over her shoulders.

"It definitely wouldn't hurt to try playing matchmaker sometime." Yang replied, taking a moment to admire Winter's silken locks before she stuffed the rest of her gym clothes into her locker.

Winter's gaze shifted to Yang, a faint, playful smirk playing on her lips. "Playing matchmaker, hmm? I'd imagine that requires quite the charming personality, though… you're certainly charming, Yang-Xiao-Long."

There was a brief pause between them, and in that pause Winter noticed the way Yang's eyes ogled her form, and the Specialist couldn't help but comment on that little detail.

"You know," she began smoothly, "if you keep looking at me like that, I might start thinking this whole 'matchmaking' idea was just a pretense to get me alone."

At that, Yang felt her cheeks flush red again and her heartbeat start to quicken. Winter was giving her such a warm gaze, ironically enough, and though she certainly hadn't planned any of this out, the blonde brawler certainly wouldn't have minded playing into her companion's suggestion, to which she teasingly responded, "Is that a problem, Miss Specialist? Getting to know my teammate's older sister a little better~?"

Winter's smirk widened, and she took a single, graceful step closer to Yang, reaching out to lightly lift Yang's chin with her fingers. Her gaze was intense, her cool blue eyes studying Yang's face before they slowly drifted downward, lingering on her toned body, her well-defined abs, and finally settling on her heaving breasts like a predator gazing upon their prey.

"Getting to know me a little better, hmm?" Winter's voice was smooth, teasing, as she let her hand rest just beneath Yang's chin for a moment longer than necessary. "I don't know. It seems… unprofessional for a soldier to seduce a mere student like this, don't you think~?"

With perfect poise, Winter's fingers gently released Yang's chin, and she turned away, making her way toward the showers with a deliberate, unhurried pace. Each step was calculated, her hips swaying ever so slightly with a refined grace, and her posture relaxed yet confident. Winter's bare shoulders and back displayed the strength and elegance she carried, and with every step, her movements caused a subtle yet tantalizing jiggle of her massive chest, as if teasing Yang's lustful gaze.

Glancing over her shoulder, Winter smirked. "Now then, I'm going to partake in a shower. Feel free to join~"

One could only have imagined the number of people who would have killed to be in Yang's position. Getting offered to shower alongside one of Atlas's top enforcers, not to mention a supremely attractive, dashing woman in general, would have been a dream come true for so many, and it was one that Yang was all too happy to partake in, jealousy be damned. "Don't mind if I do then… 'Winter'~"

Smirking back, Yang closed her locker and began to saunter over to Winter, taking her shampoo with her. Yet, the blonde's grin belied her true thoughts on the matter, and not about wanting to fuck Weiss's hot older sister. No, the blonde was more interested in confronting who she believed was teasing her so openly. After all, there was no way such a respectable officer of Atlas's military could possibly be so open about their sexual preferences and desires, and so that left only one person Yang knew of who would stoke her passions so explicitly.

Neo.

Whilst Yang pondered her girlfriend's goal in seducing her this time, Winter stepped into the shower and turned the handle, letting the warm water cascade over her toned, sculpted form. As the water hit her bare skin, it immediately began to highlight every defined muscle, tracing down her shoulders, back, and curvaceous silhouette. Her hair, which had flowed freely around her shoulders, began to cling to her neck and back, framing her face as droplets traced paths down her collarbone and considerable chest.

As Winter ran her hands through her hair, lifting it slightly, the water streamed down her body, adding a glistening sheen to her skin. She moved with sensual grace, tilting her head back so that the water poured over her face and down her chest, emphasizing her well-defined yet feminine curves.

"Mmm… Nothing beats a hot shower after a workout~" Winter practically moaned in relief.

"Can't argue with that." Yang spoke up from behind Winter, still smirking at the woman whilst stepping into the shower alongside her companion. The Atlas officer stepped to the side to allow the blonde some space, and Yang wasted little time setting her hair products onto the nearby shelf and stepping directly beneath the showerhead, sighing deeply as the warm water eased her sore muscles, letting the delightfully steamy spray cascade down her alluring curves as she turned to regard Winter again. "Showers are cool and all, but if you ask me, nothing beats a nice hot bath after a workout."

Winter picked up the soap, lathering it in her hands as she began to glide it over her bare skin. She started at her shoulders, working her way down with slow, deliberate movements that seemed as much for her enjoyment as for practicality. The soap glided over her toned arms and collarbone, and she lingered as she rubbed it over her chest, the lather forming a glistening, frothy layer that traced the curves of her body.

Yang's gaze followed every movement, her eyes drawn to the way Winter's hands moved across her form with a practiced, sensual grace. Winter, catching Yang's gaze, gave a small, knowing smile, turning slightly to ensure the water would rinse the suds from her chest and shoulders, the streams tracing down her body.

"Like what you see, Xiao-Long?" Winter teased.

"Definitely~" Yang replied, her smirk widening as she decidedly stepped behind Winter. In response, the woman made no move to push the blonde way, simply continuing to wash herself, allowing the buxom brawler to take her hands and start gliding them across Winter's exposed sides. As her fingertips admired the softness of the specialist's skin, Yang took the opportunity to also press her breasts against Winter's toned backside, gently rubbing herself against the older woman as if to really hammer in how infatuated she was. "Your skin is so soft and smooth like Weiss's… I'm kinda jealous~ I can't get it this soft even with skincare~"

Winter chuckled softly, the sound low and rich as Yang's hands roamed over her, her fingers lingering on Winter's sides and gradually moving along the curve of her waist. The specialist's stance remained steady, but there was a subtle shift as she leaned back slightly, allowing Yang's touch without resistance. Her own hands reached up, threading through her wet hair to wring out some of the water before letting it fall gracefully over her shoulders again.

"Years of Atlas training do come with certain… perks." Winter murmured, her voice tinged with amusement. "Though, I imagine you're not just interested in my skincare routine, are you?"

At Winter's question, Yang chuckled. "That obvious?"

Winter nodded, earning another from Yang as she grew decidedly bolder. She wasn't content to merely feel up her companion's peachy thighs at this point, and so soon enough the blonde's hands gradually crept higher. It didn't take long before they latched onto Winter's hefty bosom, giving both of the woman's breasts a tender squeeze before beginning to knead them like dough, earning an approving hum of bliss from Winter and a smirk from Yang.

"Tell me, Winter… When did you get so beautiful?" Yang began to murmur, squeezing Winter and her gorgeous body even closer, as if to hoard her all for herself to enjoy. "Because I've only know you for less than an hour, and I already want to keep you all for myself~"

Winter's eyes fluttered closed as she leaned back into Yang's embrace, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Yang's hands roamed freely, her touch gentle yet possessive, and Winter tilted her head to rest against Yang's shoulder, allowing herself to savor the moment.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Yang." Winter murmured, her voice low and almost husky, as she placed her hands over Yang's, guiding the blonde's movements across her skin with a confident grace. She then turned her head slightly, her cool blue eyes meeting Yang's gaze with a spark of playful challenge. "But don't think I'm one to be easily won over."

With that, Winter shifted in Yang's grasp, turning to face her fully. Her hands moved up to rest on Yang's shoulders as Winter held her gaze. Her fingers brushed lightly against Yang's collarbone before trailing down her arms.

"Tell me, Yang," she continued, her voice firm but with a hint of playfulness, "if you're so intent on keeping me to yourself… Can you keep up with me?"

Yang stared deep into Winter's eyes, getting completely lost in their icy-blue hue. It was hard for the blonde not to be incredibly taken with Weiss's older sister, and she made a mental note to compliment Neo on how good her current performance was when they finished fucking. For now, though, Yang had a goal to achieve, and nothing was going to stop her from making sweet, sensual love with Weiss's older sister, imaginary or otherwise.

"I sure as hell can~" Yang confidently boasted, meeting Winter's challenge head on with a rather bold display, running a hand across the woman's breasts before leaning in to kiss them reverently. She then brought her hands back down south, grasping at Winter's plush buttocks before stating with a smirk, "Fire beats ice any day, and right now, you've got me burning up inside, Winter~"

Winter's breath hitched ever so slightly at Yang's bold touch, a small, genuine smile tugging at the corners of her lips. There was a thrill in the way Yang challenged her, in the way the blonde's confident fire met her own composed coolness. She raised a hand to Yang's cheek, tracing a finger down her jawline, before leaning in closer, their lips barely an inch apart.

"Then let's see if that fire can truly melt me," Winter whispered, her voice laced with a mix of playfulness and desire. "Or if my ice shall snuff out your flame~"

Winter closed the gap, capturing Yang's lips in a kiss that started as a gentle exploration but quickly deepened, her hand trailing down Yang's back, drawing her closer. Winter's touch was both confident and surprisingly tender, as if she was savoring each moment. As Yang's hands roamed her body with fervor, Winter matched her intensity, every movement purposeful yet teasing, revealing the strength and elegance of her Atlas training even in this intimate moment.

Of all the women Yang had ever been with, Winter was easily surpassing all but a select few. The specialist clearly wasn't just skilled at combat and diplomacy; she had a wealth of sexual experience as well, evidenced by her skillful ministrations.

Every brush of Winter's hands left Yang yearning for more, and the older Schnee was fully aware of her own influence. Her movements were deliberate, yet unpredictable, gentle, yet fierce. In one moment Winter would be ravaging the blonde's breasts with plenty of attention, but in the next she would be pressing kiss after kiss to Yang's neck, her touch so feather light that the air itself might as well have been playing with her nude form. Everything the officer was doing made the raging inferno of hormones within Yang's body burn hotter and hotter, particularly between her legs, with the heat threatening to overshadow the warm water spraying down on them both as they made love.

Simply put, Winter had to be one of the best partners she had ever had, but Yang knew that honor belonged to Neo for putting on such a flawless performance with this Winter clone.

Truly, she was blessed to have such an amazing lover, and in gratitude, Yang met each of her partner's romantic gestures with plenty of her own. She wasn't at all afraid to go for Winter's most sacred areas, gleefully latching her hands onto the older woman's huge, luscious breasts, which she happily kneaded between her eager, hungry fingers.

It wasn't enough to just grope Winter's beautiful boobs, though, and sure enough the blonde's grabby hands began to roam all over Winter's body, grasping and touch the Atlas officer everywhere they could reach. Simultaneously, Yang met each of Winter's tongue-laden kisses with some of her own, getting so drunk off of the sensation that she didn't even realize how loudly she was moaning, nor did she care to notice that she had Weiss's sister pressed flat against the shower wall, hoarding her all to herself. If this was heaven, then Yang had found it at last, and she was going to make damn sure that she savored every single moment of this supreme bliss.

Winter's breath came in soft, shuddering gasps between kisses, her usual composed demeanor beginning to crumble under Yang's passionate assault. Each of Yang's eager touches, from her strong hands kneading her breasts to her bold fingers tracing over her curves, left Winter teetering on the edge of control. Her own hands found purchase on Yang's shoulders, gripping them tightly as she struggled to keep up with the blonde's intense, consuming energy.

"Yang…" Winter murmured, her voice breathless yet filled with admiration. "You… are truly relentless." She managed, pressing her lips against Yang's with renewed fervor, as though drawn to her fire like a moth to a flame. "I didn't expect such passion~" She whispered against Yang's neck, her own hands roaming along Yang's back, tracing the muscles beneath her skin as though savoring every inch. "Though I'm hardly complaining~"

Winter's resolve wavered as Yang's hands continued to explore her body. She arched into Yang's touch, unable to suppress a deep, throaty moan that reverberated in the steamy shower. Determined not to be completely overtaken, Winter pushed back, meeting Yang's passion with her own, running her hands through the blonde's damp hair and pulling her closer, pressing their bodies together as though to challenge Yang's claim of control.

"You're… incredible~" Winter breathed between kisses, her words almost a whisper of admiration and desire, her gaze filled with heat as she met Yang's eyes, her lips brushing close enough to tempt Yang into another kiss. "But don't think I'll give in that easily~" She added, her voice laced with playful defiance. With that, Winter pressed her hips forward, pinning Yang momentarily against the wall, her lips finding Yang's once more, this time with a tantalizing slowness, savoring every moment as though she, too, wanted this encounter to last forever. "I have so much to show you~"

Winter's lips drifted down from Yang's mouth, tracing a hot, deliberate path along her jaw and neck, each kiss lingering as though she wanted to memorize every inch of Yang's skin. Her hands roamed down Yang's sides, her fingers dancing over the toned muscles of her abdomen, until she finally reached Yang's large, heaving breasts. Winter's gaze held a mix of reverence and desire as she looked up at Yang, a faint smile playing on her lips before she leaned in to kiss the soft mounds laid out to bare before her.

Soon, Winter's kisses grew more fervent as she moved lower, her lips capturing Yang's sensitive flesh, her tongue tracing circles along the curves of her boobs, each kiss deliberate and gentle, yet filled with simmering intensity. Her hand, meanwhile, slid lower, her fingers grazing over Yang's stomach before descending further, teasing the skin just above Yang's hips.

A gasp fled Yang, followed by a loud and breathy moan as Winter's fingertips traced small, teasing circles just above her vulva. With how fiercely they had already been going at one another, the added tease nearly compelled the blonde to want to cum. Not yet, though. She wanted to milk this experience for everything it was worth.

"Hah… F-fuck, that feels amazing~" Yang breathed out, briefly relenting with her own pursuit of pleasure as Winter's ministrations wore her down. "You're hitting all the right spots for sure~ You… ngh… must've had sex with all sorts of women like me, haven't you, Winter~?"

Winter's fingers continued their gentle, teasing circles just above Yang's most sensitive area, her touch slow and precise, as though savoring every moment of Yang's anticipation. She paused, leaning in close, her breath warm against Yang's ear as she murmured, "Only with those who've earned it~"

With that, Winter's hand drifted lower, her fingers tracing along Yang's entrance, eliciting a sharp gasp from the blonde. She maintained a steady, measured pace, her fingers slipping between Yang's folds with a firm but gentle pressure, moving with the confidence and skill of someone who knew exactly how to draw out pleasure from a woman. Her free hand rested on Yang's hip, grounding the younger woman as her fingers began a slow, tantalizing rhythm.

Winter's gaze was intense, her cool blue eyes locked onto Yang's face, drinking in every expression of pleasure that crossed her features. She leaned in, placing a kiss on Yang's neck, then another, each one growing more fervent as her fingers began to pick up speed, coaxing Yang's body to respond. Her lips traveled along Yang's collarbone, leaving a trail of heat in their wake, while her fingers curled inside, searching for and finding that perfect spot.

"Tell me, Yang," Winter purred against her skin, making the blonde shiver with deep arousal, "just how much can you take~?"

Yang opened her mouth for an initial response, only to be cut off by a deep, breathy moan of pleasure. Winter's touch was far too gentle, yet so powerful, creating an addictive juxtaposition that had the blonde craving more than this. Still, Yang wasn't about to bow so easily to the elder Schnee's sexual prowess, and all but forced her next moan back down, giving Winter a confident grin.

"Do your worst~" Yang challenged, not even bothering to wait for a reply, as one of her hands was already shifting lower down Winter's body while the other heartily grasped at her left breast, squeezing it tightly.

Within seconds, her other hand found purchase between Winter's legs, and Yang wasted no time beginning to finger the officer back. Unlike her older, more experienced companion, though, the buxom blonde's digits wasted no time as all wedging themselves deep inside Winter's leaking cunt. She smirked at the way Winter's cool sapphire eyes widened in surprise, which she capitalized on by playfully wiggling her fingers while they were sheathed inside the specialist's pussy.

Winter's eyes widened for a brief moment as Yang's bold fingers explored her, but her surprise quickly melted into a sly smile. Catching Yang's confident gaze, she allowed herself a moment to appreciate the blonde's fervor before her composure returned. "Impressive… but you don't know who you're dealing with."

Yang wondered for a moment what she meant by that, but an answer would come swift. Slowly, Winter's body began to cool, colder and colder to the point that Yang was starting to shiver. With Winter's body rubbing against her own, goosebumps began to form across Yang's skin while her older lover looked completely fine, smug even.

That effect, of course, applied to her fingers, which were just waiting to finger Yang all over again.

The sudden chill had Yang's teeth momentarily chattering, but more than anything she was surprised Neo was even capable of such a thing. Then again, her Semblance was ridiculous enough already, so being able to change the temperature of her creations wasn't too far out of the park.

Not that she was going to take it lying down, of course.

Never one to back down from a challenge, especially of the sexual kind, Yang decided to fight ice with fire. Closing her eyes, she let the raging fire inside of her spread to the rest of her body, putting a stop to her shivering and causing her golden locks to glow with power as well as her eyes to flash crimson. "Heh… Now you've got me really fired up, Winter~"

With the sharp contrast of temperatures and their naked bodies rubbing together, steam began to billow up between the two beautiful women as their opposing forces clashed, quickly filling the shower with a thick, misty heat that clouded the mirrors and walls.

Winter's lip curled up into an approving smirk, regarding her challenge as her ice cold hand seeped its way into Yang's burning pussy. The busty blonde let out a sharp gasp as her fingers shoved their way into her crotch, little regard for her consent or permission as the older woman started to kiss her throat.

The sentiment was promptly shared with Yang, who took her own burning fingers and began to confidently slide them in and out of Winter's pussy. She matched her partner's thrusts with equal intensity and ferocity, getting totally lost in the bliss of the moment. Not to be outdone again, though, Yang playfully reared a hand back and gave Winter's ass a light swat, earning a soft yelp from the officer before she then started to caress the woman's ass more tenderly, worshiping her soft mounds.

Winter's moans became less reserved, more wanton and passionate under Yang's fiery hot touch. The more Yang assaulted her body, the more Winter lost concentration on her own assault, as her fingering became less intense in favor of the pleasure she was getting from Yang. "G-gods~"

Noticing the effect she was having on Winter, Yang smirked, and wisely decided to press her advantage even further before the specialist could retaliate. With her hand still on Winter's hip, she proceeded to push the older woman against the glass door of their shared shower stall in a dominating display, one that anyone looking on from the other side of the glass would have loved to see. The woman again released a tiny yelp in surprise, but that just gave Yang the opportunity to swallow up Winter's lips in another tongue-infused kiss, one that they happily moaned into without a care in the world.

"Mmm… Look at you, Winter~" Yang began to sultrily tease in-between hot and heavy kisses, chuckling as she grinded herself against Winter with immense need. "One of Atlas's best officers is getting taken down by a student. Can you imagine how your friends would react if they saw how hard I'm fucking you~?"

"Y-you… Mmm… Oooh~" Winter's half-hearted protests were quickly silenced by Yang's passionate kisses, which created small wisps of steam every time their lips clashed, and her moans were getting louder, passionate as her body started to welcome Yang's advances.

It seemed Winter's iron-clad resolve was starting to wither and crumble under the blonde's advances, though the soldier still weakly tried to fight back. Her knee slid between Yang's thighs in an attempt to strike her crotch, and her own hand slid down to smack Yang's ass, though she did it much harder, and she firmly grabbed the blonde's ass cheek right afterwards and jiggled it in her hand.

Now it was Yang's turn to yelp, or rather moan, in surprise, but the slap to her ass merely added even more fuel to her fire.

"Heh… Should've known you're a total slut for beautiful girls like me~" Yang teased, returning Winter's squeeze with one of her own while her hips gratefully bucked against the woman's leg. "That's a lot more than I can say for your virgin of a little sister~" Smirking at the way Winter seemingly whined at her accusation, Yang took a page out of her partner's book, ghosting a hand up Winter's naked body before capturing her chin between her fingers, forcing their gazes to meet while the blonde declared, "Let's see just how much kinkier you can get~"

"S-saying such things… How dare you…" Winter gave Yang a light glare, and her breath hitched when Yang started to tease her body, biting down on her lip and clenching her fists from how good her smoking hot touch felt against her skin.

"Oh? You don't like hearing the truth~?" Yang teased, relishing in Winter's flustered state with an almost sadistic glee. She then leaned in and claimed the officer's lips in another, more possessive kiss, letting her touch linger for a few short moments before ultimately pulling away and declaring, "Okay then. I'll just put my mouth to work doing something else~"

Retracting her digits from Winter's pussy, Yang would end up surprising her gorgeous partner yet again as she unexpectedly started to kneel down before her. As she did, the blonde lovingly ghosted her hands down the specialist's curvaceous body, sampling the soft and sensitive flesh of her partner before they settled on and squeezed the woman's thick hips. Now eye level with Winter's crotch, Yang would give out one final chuckle before she licked her lips and dove right in, wedging her tongue as deep inside of the officer's needy cunt as the appendage could reach.

"Aaaaaah~!" Winter's moans were loud enough to echo off the walls of the shower, her hand instinctively flying to Yang's hair, fingers tangling in the blonde's damp locks as she tried to steady herself against the intense wave of pleasure that shot through her.

The heated touch of Yang's tongue against her sensitive folds had Winter's breath constantly hitching, every gentle flick and swirl making her thighs tremble. She let out a soft, throaty moan, her usual control faltering as her hips bucked slightly in response, urging Yang to delve even deeper.

A few moments later, Winter's head fell back against the tiled wall as her breathing grew rapid, punctuated by sharp gasps and shuddering sighs. "Y-Yang… Ahhh~!"

Yang hummed triumphantly as Winter cried out her name, which was an honor she was happy to claim. Amidst the woman's fervent cries of bliss, the buxom blonde resumed lapping at Winter's delicious pussy, swirling her nimble tongue over ever inch of her partner's inner walls. She wasn't content to stop there, however, and soon enough Yang began to shift her mouth upwards, beginning to suck gently on Winter's swollen clit while sliding two fingers inside of the specialist's folds, overwhelming the elder Schnee with unimaginable pleasure.

"Oh god oh god oh god oh god~!" Winter shivered, her voice rising up in pitch and gasps coming out in quick, rapid succession. Her eyes rolled back as an eyelid flickered, her mouth salivating as Yang ate her out. At this point, Winter's mind had been reduced to mush, her will to fight back vanishing as she clawed at the tiled walls behind her, jutting her chest out and shaking her hips against Yang's tongue.

In that moment of sweet satisfaction, Yang's only regret was that she didn't have an extra pair of arms so she could also fondle Winter's tits as well. The officer's moans were heavenly, stoking the blonde's passions in a way she never could have fathomed and encouraging to keep going. She wasn't going to stop until Neo got the idea that she was the top in their relationship, and so Yang lapped at Winter's folds with all of her strength, practically fusing her face to the woman's crotch while forcing a third and final digit inside of the older Schnee's pussy.

Winter clenched her teeth, her eyes shut tight as she tilted her head back and all but bore holes into the tiles behind her. Her body quaked as the floodgates finally opened, her juices spraying out in such a manner that Yang would compare to a geyser.

For a moment, Yang was shocked at just how powerfully 'Winter' came into her mouth, but it didn't take long before the busty blonde was happily swallowing the woman's juices. There was certainly plenty of cum to go around, and Yang briefly wondered if Winter would ever run empty.

Thankfully, Winter's shudders and moans would cease a couple moments later, during which Yang would finish lapping up the last of her succulent juices. Her task now finished, the blonde wiped her mouth off with her arm, then smirked as she stood up to full height, wanting to get a good look at her girlfriend's face before she shifted back to normal. And oh, the expression her partner was making was so lewd and oh-so satisfying, with Winter's face contorted with a graceful bliss.

Seeing this, Yang smirked confidently before she again cupped Winter's chin, putting their faces mere inches apart before sultrily uttering, "How's that, Neo? Not so tough when I get dominant, are you~?"

Winter blinked, her glazed-over eyes slowly focusing on Yang as she registered the question, her expression shifting from satisfied daze to mild confusion. She tilted her head slightly, brows furrowing as she asked, "Who's Neo…?"

That response was… not exactly what Yang expected to hear. And not just because Neo was mute. Like Winter, the blonde raised her own brow of curiosity, notable confused, only to then shake her head and give out a low chuckle, thinking that her shortstack girlfriend was just playing a long game.

"Come on, you don't have to play dumb. I know you snuck into school again to fuck me, babe~" Yang continued to insist, her gaze not once leaving Winter's even as she allowed one of her hands to comfortably rest atop the officer's amazingly soft ass, adding, "Didn't think you'd turn into Weiss's older sister, though… That's definitely a new one."

Yang expected 'Winter' to drop the act at some point after being called out. However, the older woman shifted and grabbed Yang's arm, removing it from her ass and holding her wrist as she shot the blonde a polite smile.

''I assure you, Xiao-Long, that I am in fact not this 'babe' you insist on referring to.'' Winter coldly reminded her, as her smile began to look more and more ticked off. ''And I was feeling incredible, until this very moment, that is.''

Yang was already pretty perplexed, but the gaze Winter was giving her now sent some rather frightening shivers down her spine.

"Youuu… Aren't Neo…" Yang dumbly mouthed, unable to put the pieces together until she realized that this 'Winter' hadn't disappeared yet, nor was she having sex with Neo. That only left one other possibility, and once it entered the blonde's head, she could only bring herself to mutter one thing. "…Fuck."

"Hm, it seems you've made some rather bold assumptions, Xiao-Long." At that point, the post-coital bliss had completely worn off on Winter, and right now the older Schnee looked perfectly pissed while still maintaining her scarily polite smile. "Neo, was it? I believe I read a file once regarding a Neopolitan. If I remember correctly, she's a partner to an infamous crime lord… Roman Torchwick? Not to mention, possessing a dangerous illusionary semblance that lets her blend in with anyone… The person you claimed to both be me and referred to as 'babe', correct? Or am I mistaken?"

At this point, Yang knew she couldn't bullshit Winter about Neo. Even so, she wasn't about to let her girlfriend go to jail, and so the blonde quickly replied, "She's not as bad as you're making it sound like! Hell, Neo and Roman were the ones who ratted out that Cinder Falls bitch a few weeks ago!"

''So you were aware, hm?" Winter clicked her tongue. "Willingly associating yourself with a known criminal, I believe that's a crime. Besides, regardless of their recent actions, Mr. Torchwick and your little girlfriend are still crime lords, are they not? I almost feel compelled to report this to the General…"

"And what's keeping you from doing that?" Yang asked, her eyebrows narrowing slightly.

Winter's icy blue eyes narrowed as she stepped closer to Yang, crowding the blonde against the cool, tiled shower wall. Her face maintained that polite, almost chillingly formal smile, but there was a new glint in her gaze—one that made the busty blonde a little nervous.

"What's keeping me from it, Xiao-Long?" Winter echoed, her voice low and smooth as she reached up and pressed a hand against the wall beside Yang's head. "Perhaps… it's the fact that I still find you utterly captivating, despite your… questionable taste in company."

Winter's free hand traveled down Yang's shoulder, brushing deliberately over her collarbone, sending a spark through both women. Her fingers danced along Yang's skin, as if savoring the texture, while her face hovered dangerously close, her breath warm against Yang's cheek. She let out a soft chuckle, her lips curving into a smirk as she tilted her head.

"You see, I have certain… standards when it comes to dealing with insubordinate Huntresses, much less with prolific criminals." she whispered, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur. "But for you… I may be willing to make an exception. and I may just forget I ever heard this… Provided you're willing to cooperate~"

Winter's gaze lingered on Yang's flushed, confused face for a moment longer before dropping down, her eyes raking over the blonde's toned form with a deliberate slowness. Her smirk widened as she reached forward, her cool fingers grazing Yang's collarbone before they slowly traced down to her boobs with a lustful look.

A shuddery gasp escaped Yang as Winter's fingers glided across her heaving breasts, only for said gasp to erupt into a moan when the Atlas specialist suddenly pinched her right nipple and twisted it hard. The blonde's face promptly heated up after the fact, and with the amused, predatory gaze Winter was now giving her, she didn't feel so on top anymore. Neo would be laughing at her right now.

"Ngh… Fuck…!" Yang lightly cursed, biting her lower lip as Winter drew closer, pressing their voluminous bodies together. "S-so… Sex for favors, then?" She asked after a moment, forcing herself to keep meeting her partner's gaze.

Winter's smirk deepened, her fingers tracing delicate circles around Yang's nipples before she gave another playful pinch, watching with satisfaction as the blonde squirmed beneath her touch. "If that's how you'd like to think of it, Xiao-Long,"

Winter's hand lingered, kneading the soft flesh of Yang's breasts, her touch both teasing and deliberate. Winter's fingers moved with practiced skill, gliding over Yang's sensitive skin and taking her time to explore every inch. She pressed her thumb against Yang's nipple, applying just enough pressure to make the blonde gasp again, while her other hand traveled down to rest on Yang's hip, keeping her firmly in place.

"But let's call it… a mutually beneficial arrangement~" Winter murmured, leaning in close so her lips brushed just below Yang's ear. "Consider this a little incentive to make sure you stay on your best behavior."

Yang shuddered in deep arousal, now thoroughly turned on all over again by Winter's words. It wouldn't be the first time she had done sex for some favors, and considering who she was dealing with, that didn't sound like such a bad deal. Especially with how skillfully Winter was handling her body, prompting Yang to shiver in delight as she purred, "Yes, Ma'am~"

''Good girl~" Without another word, Winter leaned in closer, her lips brushing against the smooth skin of Yang's collarbone before trailing down with delicate, reverent kisses. She took her time, savoring every inch of Yang's toned and flushed skin, her breath ice cold against the blonde's chest.

It didn't take long before Winter's lips moved lower, tracing a slow, teasing path around Yang's heaving breasts, each kiss lingering as though she wanted to memorize every curve and contour. Winter's hands never left Yang's sides, holding her firmly in place as she gradually worked her way inward, leaving a trail of cold and desire in her wake. When she finally reached Yang's nipple, she paused, looking up to meet the blonde's gaze with a smoldering intensity.

Slowly, Winter let her tongue flick over the sensitive bud, savoring the way Yang gasped and arched into her touch. Winter's mouth closed around it, sucking gently before releasing, only to place another heated kiss on the soft skin of Yang's breast. Her tongue traced circles around Yang's nipple, each movement deliberate and filled with simmering intensity, before she shifted to give the same devoted attention to the other side.

"Hah… Hah… D-damn it, that feels great~" Yang gave herself completely to Winter's ministrations, pressing herself flush against the older and more experienced woman while Winter in turn shoved her against the opposing wall. As her moans drowned out the sound of the shower, the blonde wrapped her arms around her partner, giving her backside and her ass plenty of tender caresses. She absolutely loved the way Winter was currently manhandling her, getting drunk off of the experience. "Yeah, that's it… Show me what a naughty slut I've been, Winter~"

Without a moment's hesitation, she seized Yang's wrists, her grip firm yet unyielding, and lifted them above the blonde's head, pressing her against the cool, tiled wall. Yang's breath hitched as she felt the sudden shift in control, her arms trapped in Winter's strong hold as the older woman's icy blue eyes met hers.

"Stay put, Xiao-Long." Winter commanded, her voice smooth and unwavering, with just a hint of authority that sent a shiver down Yang's spine. She leaned in close, her lips grazing the shell of Yang's ear as she continued, "You seem to have trouble knowing your place, don't you? But I think a little discipline will fix that."

Yang would swiftly get a taste of Winter's brand of 'discipline' as the woman suddenly leaned even closer, confusing Yang for a moment. Up until the officer teasingly bit down on her earlobe, that is. The sensation of Winter's teeth on the seemingly insignificant speck of cartilage had Yang yelping in surprise, but soon enough the buxom blonde would find herself moaning again as Winter trailed her nibbles downward, mixing soft and hard bites while her knee ground itself harshly against her pussy and she roughly fondled her breasts, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Winter pressed her knee more firmly against Yang's core, sending waves of intense pressure through the blonde's body. Yang gasped sharply, her back arching into Winter's touch, as the rhythmic pressure of Winter's knee against her most sensitive spot left her hips helplessly grinding back.

Simultaneously, Winter's lips hovered over Yang's collarbone, then descended with a deliberate, searing bite to the soft flesh of her breast, eliciting a shuddering moan from Yang. She grazed her teeth along Yang's skin before capturing her nipple between her lips, alternating between gentle, teasing sucks and stinging nibbles. Her free hand moved to keep Yang's hips steady, ensuring she was pressed against Winter's knee while the relentless grinding continued.

The harder Winter went down on her, the more difficult it became for Yang to hold back her growing urge to cum. For all she cared, the older woman could spend an eternity fucking her senseless, and oh, wouldn't that have been something to savor?

Following this mindset, Yang began to do everything in her power to assist in her pleasurable torment. She shoved her huge breasts further into Winter's face, practically smothering the woman with her softness while a hand went to keep the specialist's mouth strictly planted to her nipple. That was hardly enough for Yang, though, and so the blonde began to frantically hump Winter's leg, driving her aching pussy deeper into the woman's knee in a way that felt equal parts painful and pleasurable.

Winter's fingers trailed down from Yang's hips, slipping lower until they reached the wet, throbbing heat between Yang's thighs. Without hesitation, Winter pressed her fingers against Yang's sensitive folds, gliding through her slickness in a manner that made Yang gasp out a loud, wanton moan, which made the older Schnee smirk.

"Like a bitch in heat~" Winter muttered, as her fingers effortlessly curled into Yang's sweet spots and thrusted deeper into Yang's pussy, matching the frantic pace of the blonde's hips grinding against her knee. Her lips continued their assault on Yang's chest, teeth grazing her nipple before she sucked it into her mouth, her tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. Winter's other hand firmly held Yang's wrist, pinning it against the cool wall, keeping her thoroughly at Winter's mercy. "If you're so desperate for it, just cum already~"

"AHHHHHH~!" A loud, visceral scream erupted from Yang as Winter's thumb pressed against her swollen clit, which had the blonde brawler's hands flying back against the wall in an attempt to keep herself steady. She practically clawed at the tile, raking her fingernails against the hard, slick surface while she grit her teeth tightly, fighting off her overwhelming urge to cum. And yet, even as her loins felt like they might explode, Yang still had the guts to shoot Winter a smug grin, declaring, "Hah… M-make me~"

Winter's eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as she took Yang's challenge. Without breaking her intense gaze, she leaned in closer, letting her breath ghost over Yang's flushed skin. Then, with unyielding precision, Winter intensified her movements, her fingers thrusting deep into Yang's slick warmth with an unrelenting rhythm. She angled her fingers perfectly, targeting Yang's most sensitive spot, while her thumb rubbed firm circles against her swollen clit.

With her free hand still pinning Yang's wrist against the wall, she leaned forward, pressing her lips to Yang's neck, biting down just enough to make the blonde shiver. Her teeth grazed the tender skin, trailing a mix of bites and kisses along Yang's throat.

The combination of Winter's skilled fingers and relentless touch left Yang breathless, her body trembling under the relentless waves of pleasure building within her. The busty blonde did everything she could to fight back, but Winter was completely and utterly dominating her in every sense of the word. Her relentless attacks were pushing Yang closer to the edge, like a dam ready to burst.

Winter could easily sense that Yang was nearing climax, and she wanted to make the finale memorable. When the blonde seemed like she was a blow away from exploding, Winter pulled both her knee and fingers back in tandem.

Then, in perfect unity, she slammed both straight into Yang's pussy, perfectly striking her partner's clit in a way to finish her off outright.

The sound that would escape Yang in that moment would be almost inhuman as she finally came, erupting at last onto Winter's fingers and knee. She just about screamed her throat raw as she came, shuddering and shaking uncontrollably while the specialist gleefully watched on, obviously pleased by her efforts. Even with Neo, the blonde was uncertain if she had ever experienced such a painful but euphoric orgasm, but regardless she was overjoyed to finally reach sweet release, and with Weiss's older, hotter sister at that.

Winter slowly drew her glistening fingers away, each one coated with Yang's essence, her cold gaze never leaving the blonde's face. With deliberate, sensual grace, she lifted her fingers to her mouth, giving them a slow, lingering lick, savoring the taste as her lips curled into a satisfied smirk, all while she made sure the busty blonde was watching her.

"So, Xiao-Long," Winter murmured, her voice dripping with a smug confidence as she licked the last of Yang's release off her fingers, "have you learned your lesson~?"

Winter's gaze was piercing, as if daring Yang to defy her, while her smirk hinted at the satisfaction of having brought the brash blonde to such a raw and vulnerable state.

"Y-yeah…" Yang slowly breathed out, still reeling from her climax. Once she caught her breath, though, the blonde shot Winter a smug, competitive grin as she cheekily replied, "Older women like you are hot as fuck~"

"Hmph, more flattery? You're walking a dangerous line Xiao-Long." Winter reminded her as she grabbed her chin, forcing the busty blonde to look at her. "Unfortunately, you managed to make me infatuated with you, so I'm afraid you're going to suffer the consequences of playing with my heart. I hope you're prepared."

At Winter's words, Yang simply chuckled, more than ready to meet her partner's challenge head on as she placed her hands on the specialist's ass and squeezed them heartily. "Bring it on~"

As Yang's hands sank into Winter's plush backside, the two women shared a heated stare, their gazes locked in mutual challenge and desire. But before Winter could respond with yet another sensual taunt, a sharp, unmistakable voice rang out from the locker room entrance.

"What the fuck?!"

Yang and Winter froze, their heads whipping around to see none other than Weiss standing there, her eyes wide in shock and horror. Her face flushed deep red as she processed the scene before her—her older sister, Winter, fully nude and practically draped over her equally bare teammate.

For a moment, the room was deathly silent, save for the sound of running water and the lingering steam swirling around them.

"YANG XIAO-LONG!" Weiss screeched at her teammate. "What are you doing with my sister?! Get you filthy hands off of her THIS INSTANT!"

Neither Yang nor Winter could muster the will to move or speak for a few moments at Weiss's intrusion. Their eyes remained wide, showing clear surprise, but it didn't take long before the blonde smirked and squeezed Winter close, making a point of kissing her right in front of Beacon's resident Ice Queen before teasing, "Hmm… No. She's mine now~ And you can't have her, Weiss-cream~"

"…You're dead."

"Weiss!"

Needless to say, a murder was swiftly prevented that night.