Chapter 3 of Team Rizzless. We finally get some lemon, though it also means the humor takes a bit of a break. Don't worry, it'll return in the next chapter.

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Side Note - The omake takes place after this chapter, not before. Just to clarify.

Ruby stood in front of her closet, staring at her usual collection of clothes with a critical eye. Normally, she went for her standard look - cute, practical, ready-to-fight Grimm at a moment's notice. But today? Oh, today was special. She was going on a date with Jaune, and she was determined to look more than just cute; she wanted to look downright sexy. This was the first real date she'd ever had, after all, and she wasn't about to let it slip through her fingers. She wanted Jaune to see her as a mature, confident woman, not just some little girl playing at being a Huntress.

As she sifted through her clothes, she couldn't help but think about her team. Poor, clueless little girls, she thought, a smug smile tugging at her lips. Yang, Weiss, Blake - all of them fumbling around Vale like a bunch of horny morons, completely failing to get a single guy's attention for longer than five minutes. And that's if they were lucky. They didn't know what it meant to actually attract someone. They thought brute force, moody silence, and delusional fantasies were the way to a man's heart. Pathetic.

But Ruby? She was different. Smarter. More refined. And today, she'd prove it.

After a few minutes of digging, she found the perfect outfit: a sleek, form-fitting black dress that hugged her curves in just the right way, paired with a deep red scarf that matched her usual color scheme. For shoes, she chose a tasteful pair of heels that added a couple of inches in height. It made her look different. Sexy. She pulled her hair back in a slightly more sophisticated style than her usual look, applying a touch of makeup to highlight her eyes and add a hint of color to her lips. It wasn't too much - she didn't want to look like she was trying too hard - but it was enough to make her feel older, more confident.

With one final check in the mirror, she smirked, feeling that rush of excitement and pride. She looked like a woman. A mature woman who was about to go on an actual date with a guy she genuinely liked.

As she slipped on her heels, the door to their room opened, and in walked Yang, followed closely by Weiss and Blake. They froze in the doorway, staring at her with a mix of surprise and suspicion. Ruby just looked at them over her shoulder, feeling a thrill of smugness creep over her.

Yang was the first to speak, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow, "Well, well, well. Look who's all dolled up. Planning on taking down some Grimm in that, Rubes?" She looked unimpressed as she looked her up and down. Ruby wasn't a tomboy, but her usual gothic outfit was more cute than anything. Not this time. This time she looked like someone who was ready for a tasteful night out in town.

Weiss' eyes narrowed, scanning Ruby up and down, "You don't dress like this unless you're planning to do something. And someone." Her tone was laced with suspicion, almost bordering on annoyance.

Ruby rolled her eyes, waving her hand dismissively, "Oh, please," she said, doing her best to sound casual, "It's not like I need to explain myself. I just felt like...looking nice today. Something wrong with that?"

Blake, ever the observant one, tilted her head, her amber eyes narrowing, "Since when do you care about 'looking nice'?"

"Since I decided to grow up a little," Ruby replied with a smirk, her voice laced with that condescending tone she knew would piss them off, "Maybe some of you should try it sometime. It's called maturity," she said the word like a taunt, and she could feel the irritation radiating from them in waves.

Yang's jaw clenched, her eyes narrowing in suspicion, "You're awfully full of yourself, little sis." She emphasized the word. Normally, that would've annoyed her - especially since she was only a month younger than Yang - but right now it just made her 'big sister' look more pathetic, "What's going on? Who's the guy?"

Ruby gave a little laugh, shaking her head, "Why do you all assume there's a 'guy'? Just because I look nice? Unlike some people, I don't need to throw myself at every guy who walks by. I have standards." She said the words sweetly, but the subtle sting behind them was impossible to miss. She'd always lectured them about being horndogs who didn't care about being Huntresses, but this was different. Now she was doing it because she'd finally won, whether they knew it or not.

Weiss bristled, folding her arms, "So now you're calling us immature? You're acting like some big grown-up just because you threw on a dress. You're being ridiculous, don't you think?"

Ruby flashed her a pitying look, "Oh, Weiss. I'm sorry if that's what it looks like to you, but I wouldn't expect you to understand. Some of us know how to handle ourselves without acting like...thirsty little girls." The words rolled off her tongue smoothly, and she could see the annoyance flash across each of their faces. They were pissed, and Ruby relished in it. Weeks of having to deal with their shit while they talked down to her. Now she was the one looking down on them.

Blake's brow furrowed, and she exchanged a look with Weiss and Yang, "You're being...really smug for someone who's normally all about 'duty' and 'honor,' Ruby."

Ruby just shrugged, letting out a small laugh, "Maybe I'm just tired of being the only one around here with any self-control. Besides, what's the harm in wanting to look good? I'm not out there embarrassing myself like some people." She took another look in the mirror, admiring the way her dress hugged her figure and the way her hair fell just right. She turned to leave, only to find Yang standing in her way, arms crossed and eyebrows raised, with Weiss and Blake hovering behind her, both of them eyeing her outfit with a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

Yang tilted her head, a smirk creeping onto her face, "Well, look who's finally joining the club. Decided to go out hunting, huh?"

Ruby blinked, pretending innocence as she tilted her head sweetly, "Oh? I don't know what you mean, Yang."

"Oh, please." Yang rolled her eyes, giving her a knowing look, "Dressed up like that, Ruby? Come on, you're just like the rest of us - you're out trying to find a guy, aren't you? No need to be shy about it."

Ruby's lips curved into a small, smug smile, and she shrugged, "Think whatever you want, Yang." She let her voice drop to a honeyed tone, her eyes glinting with a look that made Yang pause, "I guess I'm just...maturing. Growing up. Unlike some people, I actually know what I'm doing."

Yang's smirk wavered slightly, but she didn't let up, "Right, sure. Little Miss High and Mighty finally admits she wants some action." She nudged Ruby's shoulder, clearly aiming to get a rise out of her. They thought she was just like them, that she'd put herself out for any guy and then come back beaten with her tail between her legs. It was so sad. Then again, she thought, maybe she should sympathize with them. Not everyone had the smarts to be as sensible and mature as she was.

Ruby just kept smiling, calm and sweet, a look of pure self-satisfaction plastered on her face, "If that's what you want to think, go ahead." She stepped around Yang and waved over her shoulder, "Don't wait up."

As she left the room, she could feel their stares, especially Yang's, but she didn't look back. Instead, she let her smile widen as she walked down the hall, already savoring the look on their faces when they realized just how far ahead she was.

Today was going to be perfect.

Ruby stepped out of the airship and into the warm glow of downtown Vale, her heart racing with excitement. She scanned the square, her gaze darting around the bustling crowd until it landed on Jaune, standing just outside a small café near the park, looking a little nervous but genuinely happy to see her. He had on a simple, neatly pressed shirt and jeans, looking far more put-together than usual, and Ruby couldn't help but smile wider as she walked up to him. It was nothing special, but the sight of him in something besides his usual nurse's scrubs made her heart flutter. No one else on Beacon could see that. Just her.

"Hey, Jaune!" she called, her voice bright and cheerful.

Jaune turned, and his face lit up when he saw her, "Ruby! Wow, you...you look amazing," he stammered, his cheeks tinged a light pink as he took in her outfit. His eyes met hers, and Ruby felt a warm flutter in her chest at the way he was looking at her, not with the desperation she'd seen so much of back at Beacon, but with something softer, more genuine.

"Thanks! You look pretty great yourself," she replied, her voice playful but affectionate. She nudged his arm with her elbow, giving him a beaming smile.

Jaune laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, "I figured I'd better try to keep up." He motioned toward the street lined with little shops and eateries, "So, um, ready to get started?"

"You bet! Lead the way!" Ruby chirped, falling in step beside him as they made their way down the busy street.

The city was bustling with activity as they walked, and Ruby felt a thrill knowing she was here, with Jaune, on a real date. She couldn't help but let her hand brush against his every so often as they walked, and eventually, Jaune reached over, letting his fingers lightly intertwine with hers. She glanced up at him, her cheeks warm, and he gave her a soft, somewhat shy smile in return. Oh Sisters, she wanted to kiss him so bad...

But not yet. She had to be patient.

As they reached the museum, Jaune pointed out a large banner across the entrance advertising the new exhibit on "Unusual Weapons of Remnant's Past". Ruby's eyes practically sparkled at the sight, "Oh my gosh, this is going to be amazing!" she said, pulling Jaune inside with newfound excitement. She would've gone to see this herself if she knew, but being with Jaune made it all the sweeter.

Inside, they wandered through glass cases filled with bizarre, experimental weapons that were designed by people as obsessed with combat as they were with pushing boundaries. There was a giant hammer that shot fire from the handle, a crossbow that somehow doubled as a fishing rod, a gauntlet with mini rockets attached to each finger, and a bolt action rifle with a shotgun under-barrel attachment.

And those were some of the more modern ones. The weapons were the past were even more ridiculous despite their limitations. A revolver with a magazine that functioned as a tazer; an antique flamethrower that had big, bulky fuel tanks at the back; and even a little derringer that just that: a gun. Like, a gun with no mechashift or other moving parts. It made her wonder just how people survived back then when they had to use more than one weapon.

Ruby's eyes went wide as she pressed her face to one of the glass cases, "Jaune, look at this! It's like Crescent Rose's weird cousin!"

Jaune laughed, leaning in beside her, "Who even thought of some of these? I mean, I know weapon designers get creative, but this is next-level stuff."

Ruby giggled, turning to face him with a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, "That's what makes it so cool! Imagine having one of these things back in the field - Grimm would have no idea what hit them!"

"True," Jaune agreed, smiling at her enthusiasm, "You know, if anyone could actually get one of these things to work in the field, it'd probably be you, Ruby."

Ruby looked up at him, momentarily caught off guard by the compliment. She felt her cheeks go pink, and she quickly laughed, nudging his shoulder again, "Oh, you're just saying that." She definitely could, though. Besides being a Huntress, crafting weapons was her life. She'd even offered to make a weapon for Jaune, though he refused. Without Aura, most Huntress-grade weapons were unusable, and if he needed something basic he could just buy it at the store.

"I mean it," Jaune said, his expression softening, "You're...kind of amazing, Ruby."

Her heart fluttered, and for a moment, she forgot about the strange weapons surrounding them, about her team's antics back at Beacon, about everything except Jaune and the warm look he was giving her. She took a step closer, letting herself relax, letting herself feel like the mature, sexy woman she truly was, "I'm really glad I'm here with you, Jaune." She reached out her right hand and traced her fingers across his chest.

He smiled, a bit shyly, but he held her gaze, "Me too. This...it's nice, right?"

Ruby's heart practically melted at the way he said it, so soft and genuine, "Yeah. Really nice."

They continued to wander through the exhibit, occasionally cracking jokes about the more ridiculous weapons and marveling at the ingenuity behind the stranger ones. Ruby felt herself growing more at ease, not worrying about how she looked or whether she was coming off too strong. She didn't have to. Jaune was here, with her, and he liked her for who she was. That thought alone filled her with a quiet, steady happiness she wasn't used to feeling.

And it was only going to get better.

After they left the museum, they walked to a nearby park, the afternoon air cooling down as the sun set over Vale. They sat on a bench by the fountain, the quiet sound of water creating a peaceful hum, "So, how's everything going back at the clinic?" Ruby asked, playfully nudging him again, though this time she let her hand linger on his arm, "Aside from, you know...dodging Huntresses left and right?"

Jaune chuckled, rolling his eyes, "Oh, you know. The usual. I've gotten pretty good at politely turning down people, but you'd be amazed at the 'creative' excuses some of them come up with. I think the latest was one of the students saying she felt 'wobbly' every time she saw me." Probably Pyrrha, the poor girl. Ruby actually felt bad for her.

Ruby snickered, "Wow, they're still pulling the sick routine? I thought they'd at least come up with something new by now."

He shook his head, "Nope, still the same." He changed his voice to a higher pitch, "'Oh, nurse Jaune, I'm feeling so sick. Please run your hands all over me so I'll feel better. Here, let me unhook my bra so you can get a better feel'." He shook his head slightly, cheeks flushed with a small blush, "But honestly, having you around to chase off the more...persistent ones has been a lifesaver."

She grinned, giving his arm a reassuring squeeze, "Glad I could help. Not every girl's got a sense of self-control, after all."

Jaune laughed, and for a moment, they just sat there, watching the gentle ripples on the fountain. Ruby felt his hand move to cover hers, his thumb brushing over her knuckles, and she could feel her heart beating just a little faster, "Ruby?" he asked, his voice soft.

"Yeah?" She turned to him, meeting his gaze.

"I...I really like you. I'm glad you're different." His face flushed slightly, but he held her gaze, his blue eyes warm and sincere.

Ruby felt a surge of affection so strong it made her head spin. She was different. She was herself, and that was why he was here. She'd kept her cool, kept herself grounded, and it had worked. The thought filled her with a smug, warm satisfaction. Her teammates could keep running around like desperate maniacs, but she had what they couldn't have. A guy who liked her for who she was because she wasn't a thirsty freak. She was just Ruby Rose.

Slowly, she leaned in, just enough to close the space between them, her eyes never leaving his, "I really like you too, Jaune..." she whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear. And then, without a second thought, she closed the distance and kissed him, her heart practically soaring as she felt him kiss her back, warm and gentle. It felt...amazing.

As they pulled apart, Ruby smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and contentment. She knew this was just the beginning, but it felt perfect. She'd gotten here by being herself, by staying true to what she wanted, not what everyone else thought she should be

They walked back out into the cozy afternoon, hands still entwined, and Ruby felt a warm, cozy glow settle over her. Her mind drifted back to her teammates. Oh, they were in for a shock when she got back. But that was for later. For now, she just wanted to enjoy every second of this perfect day with Jaune.

Hours later as day turned to night, Ruby felt her heart pounding. She glanced over at Jaune, watching the way he still smiled even now, and a sudden surge of bravery welled up in her chest. She bit her lip, hesitating, but after a moment, she took a deep breath, summoning her courage, "Hey, Jaune?" she asked softly, feeling her cheeks heat up. She wasn't going to mess this up, not like Yang, Blake, or Weiss. She was Ruby Rose, and she was gonna get her man!

Jaune turned to look at her, his blue eyes warm and curious, "Yeah, Ruby?"

She bit her lip, glancing away for a moment, feeling her cheeks heat up, "Um...I was wondering...would you...maybe...like to spend a little more time together? Just...us?"

Jaune's eyes widened, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks as he caught the implication. He opened his mouth, stammering a bit as he tried to find the right words, "Oh! Uh...you mean...like...more time? Like...right now?"

Ruby gave him a small, nervous nod, feeling her own blush deepen, "Yeah. There's, um...a place not too far from here. If you...if you want to..."

Jaune stared at her for a moment, his face turning a brighter bright shade of red as he slowly processed what she was suggesting. He let out a soft, shaky breath, then smiled, his hand giving hers a reassuring squeeze, "Y-Yeah...I'd like that. A lot." She nearly fainted at that.

Feeling both thrilled and a bit shy, Ruby led him through the streets, her fingers still entwined with his as they walked together toward the love hotel she'd passed a few times before but never thought she'd actually visit. The neon sign cast a soft glow over them as they approached, and Ruby felt her nerves spark up again, but she pushed through, glancing at Jaune with a shy smile. This was her time. The time for her to truly become a woman.

They walked up to the front desk, and Ruby managed to explain what they needed without her voice shaking too much. The attendant handed over a key with a knowing smile, and soon, they were heading down the hall to their room, the silence between them charged with anticipation and a little bit of nervous laughter.

When they reached the door, Ruby unlocked it and pushed it open, stepping inside with Jaune following close behind. The room was cozy, and softly lit, with a large bed and plush pillows that seemed to take up half the space. Ruby felt her heart pounding as she looked around, her hand still clinging to Jaune's. It wasn't as randy as the books Blake (loudly) read made it sound like, but knowing what it was used for made her feel lightheaded.

She turned to face him, her smile shy but full of warmth, "So...here we are."

Jaune gave her a soft, reassuring smile, his own cheeks still tinged with red, "Yeah...here we are."

They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, feeling the unspoken connection between them. Then, with a gentle squeeze of his hand, Ruby took a step closer, feeling a wave of warmth wash over her as they shared a smile, knowing that tonight was a special, unforgettable moment just for the two of them.

Ruby practically pounced on him, knocking him down to the bed. Jaune yelped in surprise, though she heard the laugh that came after. It made her feel warm inside. He trusted her. He knew that she wouldn't shatter his pelvis like Yang or say something stupid like Blake or Weiss. The trust, the way he let himself be helpless under her, was more intoxicating than any kind of drink. It was something booze couldn't even hope to match.

Her hands cupped the side of his jaw and she pressed her lips against his in a deep, hungry kiss. He didn't even hesitate to kiss her back, opening his mouth so their tongues could meet. He didn't taste like coffee and gumdrops or anything like that, but she didn't care. It was Jaune kissing her, and that tasted sweeter than anything else in Remnant.

They continued kissing for another minute before eventually pulling back for air. A bridge of saliva connected the two, the pair panting as the air around them turned electric. It was her first kiss. Her first kiss and she gave it to her best friend. A giggle sprang forth before she could stop it. The sound of it coupled with her flushed face made her look drunk. And maybe she was. Drunk on love and life!

...

Okay, she needed to stop hanging around Blake while she was reading her filth.

Jaune raised her right hand and cupped her cheek. She shuddered and leaned into the touch, "Ruby..."

"Shh." She put a finger to his lip and smirked, "Just stay quiet and let me take care of you."

The low, dominant tone in her voice made him gulp and nod. Ruby pulled herself back fully and stood at the edge of the bed, She chewed on her lower lip for a moment and took a deep breath. She was Ruby Rose, badass Huntress extraordinaire who was going to fuck her boyfriend(?).

She raised her right hand slowly, fingertips grazing the straps of her dress. A part of her wanted Jaune to tear away the dark fabric and have his way with her, but an ever larger part wanted to stay in charge like the mature, sexy woman she was.

That and the dress was expensive, and she definitely wanted to keep it for future dates.

Staring straight into his eyes, Ruby hooked the right strap under her thumb and pulled it over her shoulder, exposing more of her creamy, pale skin. The other strap followed soon after and the dress pooled around her feet. She kicked off her heels and stood in front of him in nothing but her bra and panties. She was expecting this and came prepared with her finest (read: only) set of lingerie. Black silk with some small furls to add a little flair. Maybe it was nothing compared to what Weiss could buy with her unlimited credit card (or the butt floss Blake insisted was tasteful underwear), but it made her feel sexy and in control. That was enough.

His eyes flicked down to her boobs and muscles, drinking in the sight of her. She wasn't as much of a musclehead as Yang - she preferred not to fight the creatures of darkness and hate with her bare hands, thank you - but she was still a Huntress. Even Weiss had muscles that put most people to shame, even if she used those fancy dresses to try and downplay them. She couldn't exactly pretend to be the dainty lady just waiting to be fucked stupid when she looked like she could carry guys over her shoulder.

"Wow..." Jaune muttered.

She let him look for a few more seconds before her bra and panties joined the dress at her feet, leaving herself bare for him to see, "L-Like what you see?" Fuck, she bit her tongue. Barreling past it, she sank back into the bed and loomed over him again, "Jaune...how attached are you to these clothes?"

"Uh...not very?"

"Good."

She reached both hands out and tore the shirt in two. The sound of ripping cotton drowned out his surprised scream. For a moment, she worried that she might've pushed too far, but the look in his eyes wasn't hesitation at all. It was excitement. Her heart beat loudly against her ears and she licked her lips as she traced her fingers across his firm muscles. Jaune might not have been a fighter, but the lean musculature was proof that he didn't slack off. The skin was warm under her touch, and she relished it. She'd imagined what it was like for weeks, wishing she could get another glimpse at what was hidden under that dowdy nurse's uniform.

And now she was getting it all for herself.

"Ruby, I- ohhhh..." Whatever he was going to say was replaced with a soft, pleased moan as she dipped her head down and licked his faint abs. No acid like she imagined in her fantasies, but she'd take what she could get. She made sure to go slowly, leaving a trail of saliva on the quivering flesh. The taste of it - a faint hint of sweat along with something else she couldn't describe - was making her insane. She deserved this, she thought. Weeks of dealing with her team's bullshit. This was her reward.

Her tongue reached his throbbing neck. She kissed and sucked at the sun-kissed skin, relishing the way she felt his heart beat under her lips. She was doing that, "Jaune..." She bit his neck, eliciting another loud moan, before she started kissing her way up his jaw, "Tell me I'm pretty."

"Y-You're- fuck! You're so beautiful, Ruby!" Jaune cried. Her heart fluttered at the passionate declaration. She'd always been seen as Yang's little sister. It didn't matter that they were practically the same age, her love for weapons and sincere desire to be a Huntress instead of getting fucked stupid like every other woman in Beacon made them look down on her. To them, she was Yang's innocent little sister, the girl who dreamed of heroes and fairy tales instead of what was actually 'important'.

She continued kissing him, leaving faint lipstick marks on his skin, when she felt something pressing against her right thigh. Her eyes widened for a moment before she grinned, showing off her teeth, "Jaune, is that a sword in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?" She didn't care how dorky it sounded. She made it sound sexy.

Jaune gulped but didn't say anything. He looked past her to the ceiling, his eyes glazed over. The sight of it made her mouth dry and she shuddered. She couldn't stop herself. Not now. She adjusted her position till her head was above his crotch. She licked her lips at the sight of the bulge straining hard against the zipper, "Wow..." She rubbed his cock through the jeans and Jaune whined, thrusting against her right palm. Fuck, this was so hot...

With the same strength as before, she tore his jeans and boxers in one go. His cock sprang free, and she was close enough that it slapped her right cheek. She gasped at the warm pillar pressing against her face. The musky smell of his dick wafted up her nose and she shuddered. Holy shit. This...This was a penis. She'd seen them before...through a screen, that is. Like any Huntress, she'd watched the occasional bit of porn here and there. Not as much as the rest of her team, but still. She knew what a cock looked like.

And yet seeing Jaune's up close was enough to make her almost faint. It looked ten inches at a glance, with thick veins and a tip that was already dripping pre-cum. She reminded herself that he was a virgin just like her despite how many times he had to reject the Huntresses in Beacon. He was probably holding himself back every day.

She was tempted to open her mouth and wrap her lips around the pillar of cockmeat, but she held back. She didn't want to wait any longer. Her pussy was already wet and begging to be filled, "Jaune..." She moved again, straddling him with her hands pressed against his chest. Her slit pressed against the underside of his cock and he groaned. She rubbed it across the length of his dick, mixing his pre with her own as they both gasped.

She needed him inside her. Now.

Ruby raised her hips till her pussy was right over the tip before she slammed down, taking him to the hilt. Jaune's eyes widened while Ruby moaned without shame. Her hymen already broke years ago due to the intense training regimen all Huntresses had to go through, so she didn't have to worry about any blood.

Still, the feeling of being filled up by his dick knocked the air out of her lungs. She kept both hands pressed against his torso to stay balanced and panted, face flushed and eyes screwed shut, "F-Fuck..." She groaned and forced herself to stop shaking. This was just the first step, she told herself. It would feel even better.

She forced her hips up till only the tip was inside before she slammed back down. Up, down, up, down. It only took a couple of repetitions before Jaune joined his in earnest. His hands gripped her waist, though it wasn't strong enough to keep her in place. His own hips thrust upward in an unsteady rhythm. They didn't move in perfect tandem, which led to some pain and awkwardness on both ends, but Ruby relished it all the same. Who cared if it wasn't perfect? She was doing it with him. She'd take flawed and genuine any day.

Ruby slowly got used to the feeling of him being inside her. Her hands drifted from his chest till they found Jaune's hands. Their fingers interlaced and she squeezed tight as they got into a more comfortable back-and-forth. The sounds of wet, slapping skin mixed with their moans as the two continued to fuck in earnest. She was close now. She wanted it to last longer, but she knew thqt she couldn't. Not for her first time after waiting for so long.

Her mind drifted to her team. The way they acted like thirsty, desperate idiots every day and looked down on her for being a 'White Knight. The way they mocked her that she'd never get a guy like that while they were putting themselves out there. Shows what they knew. Her head turned from Jaune to the single chair in the corner facing the bed. The same chair every motel room had for some reason. Like they were advertising it as a bonus feature.

She imagined her team sitting there, all of them looking at her with bitter, jealous tears, and she smiled.

Ruby came first. She cried out Jaune's name as everything went white. She collapsed on top of him, smiling and drooling, and groaned happily as Jaune came soon after, stuffing her with his seed. At the back of her mind, she knew that she had to get a pill since they did it without protection, but she'd worry about that later. Right now, all she cared about was snuggling up with her Jaune. She wrapped her arms around him after he pulled his dick out of her sopping wet snatch with a soft pop. They had to do this again. Soon.

"...Hey, Rubes?'

"Yeah...?"

"I love you."

...

"I love you too." Ruby hugged him tighter,

They came back to Beacon the next day at the early hours of the morning after a few more...sessions. Ruby wobbled her way down the hall to her dorm room, her dress askew and her heels held in her hands. Her bare feet slapped against the floor and she knew that anyone who saw her would immediately realize what happened. That Ruby Rose, the 'hero wannabe', got her cherry popped before anyone else at Beacon.

She stepped inside without knocking and wasn't really surprised when she saw the rest of the team already up. Yang opened her mouth, a joke at the ready, only to become slack-jawed when she saw her. Her messy hair, her outfit, the pleased grin on her face. She was doing the walk of pride, "No...fucking...way..." she said. The look of shock lasted for only a second before her eyes turned red, "Who the fuck was it, Rubes?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Ruby sang, throwing the heels to the corner without a care.

"Yeah, I do!" She stood, "Some guy out there's fucking my little sis? We need to talk!"

"Oh, go fuck yourself, Yang. We all know you just wanna convince him to fuck you too." Ruby scoffed, "Not that he would. He's loyal."

"I agree with Yang. I insist that we meet this man," Weiss said.

"Whatever happened to leaving each other's guys alone?" Ruby raised a brow.

"Plans change." Weiss waved a hand through the hair, "Who was it, Ruby."

"A lady doesn't kiss and tell." She laughed smugly.

"...It was Jaune, wasn't it?" Blake asked, her eyes narrowed.

"Jaune? I fucking knew it." Yang started pacing around, "Alright, I can use this. You're my sister, so that means he's obligated to fuck me too. I can-"

"Hey." The chilling smile on Ruby's face made them all freeze. Gone was the smugness, replaced with a deadly edge that promised pain and suffering, "Yang, I don't care if you're family. If you or anyone else on this team even look at Jaune funny, I will fucking end you. Got it?"

"B-But...it's not fair..." Yang whined.

"We've been trying so hard. We deserve something too..." Blake muttered.

"Agreed." Weiss nodded.

"Hm...tell you what." Ruby looked at them all through half-lidded eyes, the smugness coming back in an overwhelming wave, "Maybe if you all apologize for calling me a White Knight and start begging, I'll let you all watch in the corner when Jaune fucks me again." She stood up and made her way to the bathroom to take a shower. Maybe they'd actually beg, maybe not. She'd be satisfied either way knowing that she was the mature one here, not those little girls.

Life was good.

Ruby loses her virginity, so you just know she's going to be insufferable for the next four years. Oh well, Yang, Weiss, and Blake arguably deserve it given their behavior. It's pretty karmic, all things considered.

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