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-RWBY-

Satisfied and utterly content, Jaune was not opposed to just falling asleep on the comfy bed as they watched the sun begin to set. Alas, he knew Yang had places to be and trouble to cause, so he let her drag him back on to the beach after she'd gotten her clothes on and they'd brushed as much sand as possible off their skin. It was a beach, so they were fighting a losing battle, but it was worth a shot.

It was not quite dark when they left, but he saw there were people setting up lighting and the crowds had thinned considerably. Yang commented that they were heading in to the real VIP stuff, so obviously only a few special regulars, the VIPs and some invited guests were allowed to stay for the night time escapades. Jaune briefly wondered if he was going to survive the night based on the feral look in her eyes, but when she winked he found himself grinning back. Well, he was going to die a happy man at least.

"Hey, blonde bombshell!"

Yang immediately turned around. Jaune did not think anyone was calling him, but she wasn't the only blonde at the beach. Definitely the most attractive one though, so maybe it made sense.

"Bout time you showed your faces! Not that you can't show me anything else, that is."

Yang called back, then tugged Jaune by the hand and led him along to a little booth-like set up. It reminded him of the food and drink stands from earlier, except the only edible things on their counter seemed to be flavoured lube. Unless those jelly dildo toys were actually incredibly realistic sweets... though he was sure they would have melted or something on the beach. Turning his eyes up from the array of interesting offerings, Jaune saw Yang leaning over the counter to exchange hilariously over-played smooches with the two women there.

"We went back home so I could visit my family, but we're back in town now so you better come visit!"

One said - she was darker skinned and her incredible muscles were very visible - heck, Jaune reckoned she had bigger arms than him! And the woman stood next to her... well, she was honestly one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. And he was stood next to Yang. So that was really saying something. Next to the darker woman, the beautiful one almost seemed too pale, but instead it seemed as though she glowed in the fading sun.

"Who's your pretty-boy friend?"

"Korra, you can't call every guy with smaller shoulders than you a pretty boy."

"Watch me."

Jaune blinked, then saw Yang giggling at the two women.

"This is Jaune, friend with benefits. Jaune, meet Korra and Asami. Also very good fun to fuck. And fight. You gotta knock me around the ring again some time Korra!"

The two waved, and Jaune eyed Korra's strong frame.

"I can take being called pretty-boy, so long as you tell me your secrets!"

Korra laughed and winked, flexing smugly.

"Good genes. And a lot of martial arts... and rock climbing. I say rock climbing, I mean climbing buildings to get out of trouble. Or in to trouble."

She said with another wink, then turned as Asami stepped up closer and gave Jaune the once-over properly.

"Do you do any streams too? I know Yang has guest starred with Vi a few times, and we have definitely had her come play with us. We could always do with some new talent in our collabs."

Jaune tried not to flush. He was more used to very attractive women flirting at him, though mostly in playful jest at The Menagerie, but Asami definitely surprised him with her forwardness.

"Uh, no. I'm very much just a... fan? Customer? And Yang's delivery boy when she wants coffee from the cafe near my building."

"I always make it worth your while hot stuff. Speaking of Vi, we should get her to come along when you beat me up."

Korra laughed at Yang, nodding.

"It's always hilarious with Vi, cus we both have posh girlfriends from old money and then us two are scrapping like feral street kids and passersby wonder if Asami and Caitlyn need rescuing."

Asami rolled her eyes, but it was accompanied by a rather fond smile that said she either had no rebuttal or was too amused to bother.

"When really it's basically their own porn show. Mine too. Who doesn't love buff women?"

Yang asked, turning to wink at Jaune. Admittedly, he was very much a fan of Yang's strength and prowess in martial arts. And Korra struck a similar chord - if she wanted, she could definitely intimidate, but with that warm smile and playful energy he was able to appreciate the strong shape of her.

"So... what is 'The Last Drop', exactly?"

He eventually asked, intrigued by the skimpy beach tops with the name written across it, a few little stickers and cards scattered around the booth too.

"I could sugar coat it, but it's definitely a brothel. That's where I work. Asami helps smaller businesses advertise, in between private clients and showing off how hot she is for money. We've got a partnership with the club Yang works at, where we direct customers to each other. So we get to show up for these party events, and we direct trusted clients toward the club. Don't worry, we'll be closing up to enjoy the shows."

Jaune nodded in understanding, noticing Yang had taken a few steps away to chat to what looked like identical twin men. They seemed to know each other, as the trio were exchanging cheeky, playful smiles and Yang was ensuring she leaned over to give them the best view of her breasts. Jaune was able to testify that it was very... effective. Korra followed his eyeline, then chuckled.

"That's Wing and Wei. Fellow... entertainers."

Before Jaune had to think of a witty response, he heard Katt calling out for performers to find their way backstage for final prep and to be ready to get on stage. Yang returned to peck a kiss on Jaune's cheek and tell him to get a good seat before she waved goodbye to Korra and Asami. All three watched her skip off, then Jaune exchanged a semi-awkward goodbye with Korra and Asami before he headed over to grab a seat. There was still some set up being done, a few people milling around the edges of the stage fixing up lights and small tables. So he settled in for the duration of the wait, and figured it was a good time to relax a little before the inevitable shenanigans that the night promised.

It definitely gave a more intimate vibe than earlier, as the stage was much smaller and the big lights shared space with softer string lights that bathed the sand in a gentle glow. He sat sipping a drink as he watched idly, then jumped as someone seemed to materialise in the chair nearest to him. He recognised Winter, Weiss' older sister, but was briefly bewildered by the sight of Sun and Nora wearing thongs, collars and a leash each... and nothing else. Winter held the leashes, leading the two along and they stood quietly at her side (though they did wave to Jaune.)

"Uh... okay then."

Was all he managed to say. Winter said nothing, and simply raised an eyebrow. Jaune floundered briefly, unsure whether to try and talk to her or not. There were other chairs she could have picked, after all. She eventually detached the leashes from Sun and Nora, then indicated the stage.

"Go make sure set-up is finished, then come back here."

Jaune watched, still baffled. After a minute, he turned to Winter who seemed to be waiting for... something. He bumbled a bit over how to initiate conversation again, then managed to stumble his way through asking what was going on. It had been a while since a woman made him forget how to talk, though with Winter it was definitely equal parts her looks and her intimidating aura.

"They cheated in the wet t-shirt contests. So they pay the price. With their consent, of course. I would never force anyone."

Jaune nodded, swallowing thickly.

"I get it. Is Weiss around too?"

"No. She mentioned you had a tendency to ramble, but I felt bad letting you look the fool. She's back at the club, holding down the fort. We haven't got the complexion for all this sunshine, but I had to come see this first night of shows. I trained most of these performers, after all."

Well, she definitely still scared him a bit, but Jaune found Winter easier to talk to than he had expected.

"The girls definitely like having you around. While it can be excellent for your bank balance, it does wear on you to keep your guard up around guests at the club."

Jaune smiled. That was high praise, frankly.

"Thanks. I never want to make anyone uncomfortable, and honestly they are all good fun to be around. I was friends with Nora and Sun before they started dancing there anyway."

"True."

Sun and Nora returned not much later, and Winter 'let' them chat with Jaune for a minute while she re-attached their leashes and led them over to the stage now set up was pretty much done with. Katt got herself set up quickly, and welcomed Winter up on stage first of all. The light was just enough to let everyone see the soft white bikini through her near-translucent shirt, but attention was soon drawn to the two near-nude people she led to centre-stage.

"My little pets here are paying for not following the rules earlier. You have to actually wear the t-shirt to be in a wet t-shirt contest, after all. And no, a 'borrowed' bikini top does not count, my little faunus."

Sun looked absolutely zero percent apologetic, tail swishing playfully to ensure everyone knew exactly which of them she meant.

"So, while nobody has the right to force anything on anybody, as this is a strictly VIP event, I feel you can be trusted with the knowledge these two are available for your personal entertainment this evening. Don't let them distract you from the shows, though. Off you go now pets."

Winter kept that same commanding presence even in a small audience and her much less severe attire than many were used to seeing her in, handing the leash loops over so Nora and Sun could wander the audience with a little grip ready to be grabbed. As she stepped down from the stage with that usual Schnee grace, everyone saw the empty bed behind her. Three people came out to take her spot - Yang, Emerald and Flynt. The ladies were in their bikinis again, and Flynt took a seat on the bed as a little pool full of glistening oils was placed just in front of the stage.

Yang made sure to wink in his direction, and Winter took her seat next to Jaune again as a few lights were dimmed while others brightened, highlighting the performers as Katt introduced them.

"Alright then! The ladies are about to get super slippery, and I am going to do my best not to jump in between them because damn it looks fun... and the lucky man on stage shall be judging the winner. This is really just a tie breaker match after earlier, but is anyone mad about watching these two slide all over each other? I did not think so! And for authenticity, I do have a little bell here."

Sure enough, Katt rang a very classic 'bell' sound to set off the match, and Yang and Emerald wasted no time hopping in to the pool. Winter commented quietly that it was of course an all-natural condom-safe and edible lubricant with a nice shine to it.

"We can't risk contaminating the beach or the ocean, after all. I think the boss actually commissioned someone to make her a personalised recipe for when a barrel of Astroglide doesn't cut it."

Jaune nodded, and Winter soon fell silent as the ladies got down to the slippery business. Yang had her hair loosely tied back so it didn't end up plastered to her face, but otherwise she and Emerald made a spectacular mess as they grappled and slid around. Having been thrown around a ring by Yang a few times, Jaune knew immediately that they were putting on a show more than actually wrestling - Emerald was limber and strong, but Yang basically had martial arts in her blood and could take down a man twice her size easily.

That did not stop anyone enjoying said show, especially when they were taking turns pinning each other down and getting absolutely soaked. Katt was half-drowned out by the splashing sounds and the laughter coming from Yang and Emerald. Inevitably, they devolved in to playing dirty and Yang's bikini top was tossed aside by Emerald. In return, Yang shoved Emerald's face into her cleavage, sliding easily with the slick coating of lube all over them.

It seemed they had forgotten what they were doing altogether when the bell rang to call an end to the 'match', as they'd given up on any pretense of fighting and were naked and kissing in the bottom of the pool. It took more than one attempt for Katt to get their attention again. As they pulled themselves apart and rose up absolutely ravished and dripping already, Flynt tapped his chin with a mock-serious look.

"Not sure I can pick a winner here Neon. Maybe we can figure out another way to pick?"

His voice only managed to carry enough because they were in such a small area and the nearby ocean was calm enough to not drown him out, and Katt nodded with a definitely fake look of curiosity on her face.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I'm sure the ladies can think of something."

"Absolutely."

Yang answered, and after a quick wipe down with some handy towels to make sure they were not hazardously slippy, she and Emerald clambered up on stage to join Flynt. He slipped off his swim trunks to expose his erection, and the light caught their shiny skin wonderfully as both women joined him on the bed. They took turns kissing Flynt, rubbing their bare skin against his to ensure an even spread of the lube until all three were shining and sliding easy against each other.

Yang grabbed his cock while Emerald kept kissing him, ensuring his abs got a nice coating from her hands to bring a flattering shine to the strong muscles there. A few teasing strokes was all she could be bothered to offer before she dragged Emerald down with her, the two pressing their breasts around his erection and against each other. The easy glide was enough to let Flynt thrust up against them both, and Yang made sure to lean down and suck him whenever the chance arose. Jaune shifted in his seat, undeniably aroused by then and unsure whether to feel awkward about it with Winter's still-imposing presence next to him.

Emerald playfully shoved Yang away so she could get Flynt in her mouth properly, sucking him greedily while Yang watched for a minute before she grabbed Emerald's hair and tugged her up so they could exchange sloppy kisses around Flynt's shaft, tongues swiping over the tip much to his visible delight. They kept their hands busy groping each other too, before Yang got up and shoved Flynt down on his back. Emerald followed happily as they mounted the bed, then Flynt, a few full-body slides simply the warm up before they showed that co-ordination and flexibility off.

Jaune always wondered how it didn't end in injury when he saw two women wrap themselves around a man like that, legs entwined so Flynt could thrust between them, his cock appearing slick with both women's arousal before he drew back. A few rougher thrusts seemed even riskier, but the payoff was bouncing breasts and hungry kisses from each woman. So a fair pay off, Jaune mused. Katt barely bothered to commentate, clearly as enamoured with listening to the growing volume of moans and filth they exchanged up on stage. Jaune wondered if they had forgotten their audience by the time Yang was sucking Flynt greedily while he twisted his head to bury his face between Emerald's quivering thighs, because none of them were looking over at said audience by then.

He definitely had no idea how Flynt was picking a 'winner' out of the two, since he was definitely enjoying both women equally. When he was obviously edging close to climax, Emerald took over for a minute or so before both women knelt down for Flynt to aim at, a few last strokes of his hand enough to have him coming over both women's faces. The lube residue made it easy for his come to drip down over their breasts too, leaving a trio of sticky, satisfied looking performers when they turned to face the audience.

"Did you pick a winner? I kinda forgot we were watching a competition!"

Flynt gave an exaggerated air of thought to it - yeah, he had probably forgotten for a bit too - before he helped both women to their feet.

"Gotta be my dancing queen here, cus I didn't get a chance to get a taste of the golden dragon."

"Hey, don't blame me!"

Yang joked back, but the audience cheered and she gave a show of being a 'good sport' about it before they headed off stage. Winter found Sun and Nora were not presently busy offering their services, and so she indicated they should get back up on stage and help clean up a bit before the next show.

"Since we know that horny little pixie is so popular, we decided to pick one lucky guest tonight to get a special summer treat from her! Sunshine, pick a number out of that bowl over there!"

Katt called out, and Sun visibly rolled his eyes at the silly nickname she dubbed him with before he dipped his tail into the bowl and pulled up a rolled up piece of paper. Between the convenient result and the knowing smile on Winter's face, Jaune suspected the game was rigged - the 'lucky winner' turned out to be Ren, of all people.

"Oh look at that! Would the winner care to go and collect his prize? There's a whole range of flavours and toppings available to turn her in to your very own ice cream sundae! And some wet wipes if you can't manage to lick it all off. Put a good effort in though!"

Nora actually looked a tad flustered at the thought, which amused Jaune greatly. Absolutely everyone felt like the two were meant to be together, but they had danced the will-they-won't-they best friends line for so long he wondered if it was actually just their idea of foreplay. Apparently someone got tired of waiting and decided to accelerate the process with strawberry sauce and melted ice cream...

"Get a drink, or maybe a cold shower folks, cus we've got yet another amazing show coming up next!"

Katt promised the audience as the switch-up of the stage set was completed. Jaune wondered how much more obscenely lewd things could get... and there was no denying he was desperate to find out.

-RWBY-

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