So, for the moment this is the last chapter of the main GO story as the *cough* requester wants to wait and see whether there is a future to RWBY or not.

Keep an eye on the GO-verse though! There may be side shots to come. (no pun intended).

-RWBY-

Jaune thought the night was already a hot, heavy mess of debauchery. Yet it continued to devolve further still, likely helped by Katt reminding everyone they could... entertain themselves and each other while they waited for the third show.

How anyone was meant to pay attention, Jaune had no idea. He was busy trying not to bust in his shorts while people fucked all around him.

"Your first orgy, I take it."

"That obvious?"

Winter laughed. Jaune wondered if he'd ever heard her do that... probably not. She was often so damn serious, and he didn't see a lot of her anyway. So the warm, open amusement was a change.

"Yes. But if you need some advice, I'll help you survive the ordeal."

"Thanks. I think I'll just... observe for now."

Jaune was too busy trying not to come in his pants as it was, he was pretty sure if someone touched him he would explode there and then.

"Suit yourself."

Winter said, leaning back in her chair with delicately crossed ankles. She observed as though it were any ordinary show, completely at ease despite everything that was unfolding all around them. It was tough to pick one spot to look, his eyes skipping all over the place as he tried to take it in and process the onslaught of erotic actions on display. Most of the performers on stage were now working the crowd, really putting the effort in to show appreciation for the club VIPs.

Marrow looked to be working on keeping two people happy - he was knelt down performing oral on a guy while a woman nearby watched like she'd never seen anything better. Well... Jaune had learnt the joys of the voyeur himself since Yang pole-danced in to his life, so he was very happy for them. As he looked further along, he caught the now-familiar twitching of Blake's ears, the easiest way to identify her since most of the rest of her head was buried between the thighs of a very happy looking lady.

Yang's mop of golden hair was hard to spot initially, because she was on her knees between two guys and they obscured the view somewhat. After a minute being distracted by the familiar way her head bobbed back and forth between the two, Jaune realised it was the twins he'd briefly seen earlier. Well, Yang definitely looked like she was having fun.

"The girls are done with me ma'am."

Jaune turned to see Sun had returned to Winter, looking absolutely trashed from his time entertaining. He was still covered in the remnants of the 'sundae' he'd been turned in to, and while Jaune wasn't precisely looking, it was hard not to notice the sticky residue of ice cream and syrups all over his stomach and erection since it was about eye level from where Jaune was sat.

Winter seemed content to ignore Jaune being sat there as she yanked Sun close enough that she could lick the sticky mess from his stomach, then suck him off like he'd turned up to feed her ice cream. Sun gave him a look best described as "what can ya do buddy?", because ever since the Menagerie became a regular part of their lives, they had probably both seen a lot more of each other than they had ever planned to. And it didn't bother Jaune nearly as much as he expected, but he still turned away because he did not want to watch Sun's 'happy face' up close.

That thought was enough to lower the inferno in his gut to manageable, so Jaune dared to look around again without feeling like he was about to come in his pants any second. He noticed a couple of people were back in their seats, and there were a few shadows of movement on and around the stage. When lighting was switched around and the music volume dropped, Jaune glanced over to see Winter had shoved Sun down on his knees and adjusted her clothes so he could repay the favour. Either she had the world's best poker face or Sun was taking his time, because her expression barely even changed as she caught Jaune's eye, offered a small smirk and then nodded toward the stage. She even swung her legs up over Sun's shoulders, getting more comfortable.

"Show time."

Pyrrha was the first one to strut out on to the stage, soon followed on by both Mercury and Sage. Jaune quickly picked up on the fact both men appeared to be restrained, hands pulled behind their backs tight enough that it made the muscles of their chest and shoulders stand out. The music picked up again to something more familiar, reminding Jaune of the beats he heard during performances at the club. Dressed only in swim shorts - and Pyrrha in a one piece costume with several holes cut artfully into a pattern - he found himself wondering if they were going to get cold stood there now night had fallen.

As soon as he caught sight of Pyrrha's trademark bottle of body oil and saw her start to dance, Jaune supposed they were going to get warmed up one way or the other. Pyrrha started somewhat tamely, but it wasn't long before she began using the two men on stage like they were poles to dance on, gyrating against them to the beats pulsing through the air. She oiled herself first, taking her time to work it in to her skin the way Jaune had seen hypnotise many patrons. Pyrrha knew exactly how to work the lighting so it glistened on her body, highlighting each curve and dip flawlessly as she sauntered around.

Sage was first, and after she'd gotten a decent amount of oil dripping down his torso Pyrrha slid the straps of her costume down to expose her breasts, using them to smear the oil further over his torso. Her hips never lost their rhythm, and that was one of those things Jaune found impressive and fascinating whenever he watched the ladies he now called friends perform - the ability to do half a dozen other things and still move to the beat flawlessly.

Mercury got a similar treatment, slathered in oil that was then rubbed in by a still-dancing Pyrrha. She stripped herself off first and gave each man a provocative dance in the nude, then moved across to push down each set of swim shorts for them to kick away. Sufficiently slippery and visibly aroused, both men were soon getting oiled-up handjobs from Pyrrha, who continued to wiggle her hips and shake her ass for the onlooking crowd at the same time.

Jaune wondered briefly how much sand was likely to stick to them, given how very shiny they were from being covered in oil. No wonder they went to such effort to ensure there were half-decent shower options for the performers.

Then Mercury and Sage were both breaking out of their likely-flimsy restraints, though Sage left one cuff hanging on his wrist to maintain the illusion as they both accosted a grinning Pyrrha. She offered no resistance as the two men took turns to kiss her roughly, then bend her over in the centre of the stage and spit-roast her. Pyrrha grabbed hold of the man in front of her while the one behind held her hips to keep her upright, letting Pyrrha focus on sucking Mercury's cock while Sage fucked her.

Pulsing music thumped through the air, low enough to not drown out the sounds of lust and pleasure all around them, but enough that Jaune felt the beat vibrate against his skin nearly in time with his pounding heartbeat. He knew it was all pre-planned, knew Pyrrha was as free to say stop as she was to keep going and that made it much easier to enjoy the way she let the two men rock her back and forth between them, muffled moans barely audible in the lulls of the music with how full her mouth was.

"Well, I think two on one is a little unfair. Maybe I should... go to her rescue."

Neon Katt's DJ volume was tempered to not fully shatter the mood, but her voice still surprised Jaune where he was completely lost in the show by then. She abandoned her headset on the way up to the stage, and after some briefly exchanged words with the two men Katt was soon relieving Pyrrha of one task. Admittedly not a task she looked upset about doing, and even looked to be making a token complaint as Mercury took a few steps back and pulled Katt with him. Her cat ears twitched as he flicked one playfully, then pushed her forward until she was bent over. In retaliation, Katt flicked him with her tail and laughed aloud.

Mercury tugged her shorts down and Katt made a show of leaning over more, and Jaune briefly envied her balance as he was sure he'd have fallen forward by then, though she only had to hold up under her own power for a minute more before Mercury had his hands on her hips, providing a surprise extra show for everyone to watch as the two-on-one became two sets of one-on-one.

Only the vague recognition in his mind was enough for Jaune to turn his head at the sound of a sharp cry, though it took several seconds more for his hormone-addled brain to fully process why he recognised the sound at all.

A short bench-style seat bore three bodies, a brilliant head of blonde hair sandwiched between two broad, muscular bodies. Both men fucked the blonde, who Jaune finally clicked was Yang, and if he wasn't mistaken the men were the twins he'd seen her fooling around with earlier. The one under her used his hands on the back of her thighs to hold her legs up wide in the air, providing ample space for the twin on top to get plenty of room to move. The position showed off the remarkable flexibility Yang had and that Jaune was... intimately familiar with.

A shift in position moved Yang's legs down a few inches, letting Jaune see her face properly and it was very clear she was having the time of her life. It was only a handful of hours earlier she'd shown Jaune her enjoyment of anal sex up close and personally, and he was getting a fresh demonstration as she was thoroughly fucked by the twins. Her head rolled to the side, pillowed somewhat by a muscular shoulder beneath her head and she caught Jaune's eye, flashing him a rather sloppy grin and a wink between the raw expressions of pleasure she felt from their thrusts.

Jaune got the impression that the twins were at least somewhat experienced in double-teaming partners, their movements easy and fluid and it was obvious they were comfortable being in each other's space so closely - there had to be times they... well, touched, but that seemed insignificant when they were both clearly enjoying Yang. And they appeared very co-ordinated, thrusts working back and forth with the occasional double-push that seemed to stretch Yang to her limits for a beat. Her body was nearly folded in half, but each time the twin on top backed off a bit to let her breathe Jaune watched her breasts bounce with their continued group motions.

He nearly fell out of his seat when a body landed in his lap, eventually realising it was Winter. Last time he looked over at her, she'd had Sun servicing her but Jaune could no longer see his friend. Now she was in his lap, grinding teasingly and Jaune wondered if her goal was to make him blow in his shorts. It would not have taken much.

"One of my best students, don't you think? Yang really knows how to work a room and put on a show, even while she has her own fun."

Jaune nodded, not trusting his voice as he gulped. Winter was a little bit terrifying most of the time, but she seemed capable of easily switching that intensity over to seduction and he was very much under her spell. Granted, he was so aroused it felt like there was no blood left in his brain whatsoever.

"I have heard quite the compliments about you from my girls. Think you can impress me?"

Jaune swallowed.

"Only with speed right now."

Winter laughed, a surprisingly soft and genuine sound as she looked down at his lap.

"You must be feeling quite pent-up, hmm? Let's take care of that, then you can take care of me."

She waited, letting Jaune silently nod his consent before she dipped a hand into his waistband and yanked his shorts down. Even the cool night air felt incredible after so long ignoring his erection, and Winter knelt between his legs with her hands on his thighs did little to help Jaune calm down at all.

"Warn me if you're about to come, alright?"

Jaune nodded eagerly, feeling as though he was burning up from the inside.

"Won't be long."

Winter nodded, then winked and gave him a few slow, firm strokes. Jaune somehow managed not to explode on contact, still feeling like he was riding the edge as Winter leant over and closed her mouth around him. The powerful sensations after such a long build up nearly had Jaune cross-eyed, fighting to enjoy it for even a minute before he went off.

"Gonna-fuck, come."

That didn't make Winter slow down, simply pulling back enough to focus all her suction on the head of his cock until Jaune came in her mouth. It was lucky he was sitting down, because Jaune was certain his knees would have buckled as he finally got to let out that burning need the night had been building in his gut. Winter swallowed and straightened up with not a hair out of place, wiping her mouth and looking entirely unruffled after she'd sucked his fucking soul out.

"You needed that, huh?"

Jaune nodded, slumped back in his chair with a groan. It took a minute for the haze in his eyes to go away so he could see straight, but when he looked back down he saw Winter had noticed he was still hard.

"Heh. Once wasn't enough for it, I guess."

"You're still good to go?"

Jaune nodded, feeling the pulse and twitch of his cock as it urged him to keep going, acting like Winter had only taken the edge off despite almost literally blowing his fucking mind.

Winter got to her feet, slipped her bikini bottoms down and grabbed Jaune's chin with one hand, forcing his mouth open and she shoved her bottoms between his lips.

"Hold those for me."

Jaune couldn't really do much but obey, the scent and taste of Winter's arousal saturating his senses as he tried not to bite down hard enough to rip the soft material clenched beween his teeth.

That got infinitely harder when Winter straddled his lap and sat down on him, taking Jaune to the base in one smooth motion that knocked the air out of his lungs. He was still sensitive from coming once, half-expecting to blow his load again for a minute. Jaune managed to get himself under control, his groans muffled by her bottoms as she started to ride him.

Winter was tall, but each time she sank down fully Jaune was able to see everything over her shoulder; even the stage show had devolved as much as everything around them, Pyrrha on top of Sage while Katt was down on all fours, abandoning the more obviously-visible positions to chase their own pleasure. If his eyes strayed to the side, Jaune knew he'd see Yang - he could still hear her when Winter wasn't making utterly filthy little sounds in his ear.

Mindlessly aroused and completely wrecked by the atmosphere around them, Jaune's idle hands were unable to stay still and he dared to grab the ample curve of Winter's hips for leverage. She seemed surprised by him becoming more active, digging his feet into the sand as best he could for a better base to push up from. He gave as good as he got, and Winter's surprise soon melted into satisfaction as she rode him even harder.

"Good boy. I was starting to wonder if the girls were exaggerating."

In any other circumstance, Jaune probably would have not appreciated 'good boy'. But the woman on top of him had been leading people around by leash and collar earlier, and exuded such a powerful Domme energy it was impossible not to savour the praise for what it was, spurred on to continue to please her. When Winter tugged one of his hands from her hip to push further down, Jaune got the message and thumbed her clit, his fingers splayed across the strong muscles of her stomach as they flexed with each roll of her hips.

Winter tugged at his hair, and in his lust-addled state Jaune half expected her to growl as she came on top of him with how primal she was in the throes of her climax. Honestly, it was an ego boost to know he'd gotten her off; Jaune wasn't sure he was ever going to truly get used to getting fucked by beautiful women and also being able to satisfy them in turn. Winter's breathy voice told him she could keep going, and it didn't take much for Jaune to be close to coming again. He let go of her bottoms at last, worried he was going to bite clean through them as he came with a low, desperate noise.

"Shit. That was... wow. Thanks."

He mumbled, which actually made Winter snicker.

"Thanks? Well, you're welcome."

Too satisfied to give a shit about her teasing, Jaune felt his come drip out of her and smear on his thigh. That was a problem for later, when Jaune could feel his legs again. Winter settled against his chest to look around them, then dropped a kiss on his cheek. He appreciated that she didn't try to kiss him properly, especially after watching her blow Sun and then himself.

"Make sure Yang gets home safely, won't you?"

Jaune nodded dumbly. He'd have probably agreed to give her a kidney while he was still so drunk on post-coital hormones.

"Of course."

Winter winked, snatched her bottoms off his stomach and slipped them on, then sauntered off into the dark and debauchery that surrounded them. He tugged his shorts back on before the wet spots became cold or magnets for sand. When he looked over, he saw Yang was finished up too, recognising that lazy satisfied smile on her face as the twins high fived.

"You good?"

"Mhmm."

She answered when Jaune approached, leaning up to take a kiss from each of the twins before she waved them off to finish their night.

"I need to clean up, figured you probably did too."

"You're not wrong. Help me up, my legs are still a little unsteady."

Yang said, and Jaune wasn't sure where whatever she had on had disappeared to as he helped her up, but Yang was hardly too shy to stroll around stark naked - hardly anyone still had clothes on anyway.

"Is someone gonna clean this place up after the party?"

"Of course. One, it would be rude. And two, we'd never be allowed back."

She led him over to the shower set up, and Jaune was admittedly very grateful to the dedication of the club for ensuring there was enough water to stop everyone having to go home covered in sand, sweat and sex. Unless they were in to that, he supposed.

The trip back to her place was quite comical, as Yang tried to stay awake but she'd really expended a shit-ton of energy that night. Even so, she tried to keep up her usual teasing and flirting, which lost some of it's potency when she yawned part way through or seemed close to dozing off halfway through a sentence.

Jaune managed to get her through her front door, and Ruby was still up playing video games as it turned out. She came to help Jaune drag an increasingly unhelpful Yang up to her room, the two sharing a laugh as Yang insisted she was fine but made no move to actually stop them dragging her to her bed.

Yang stripped off without hesitation and flopped naked on her bed, either ignorant or unaware of Ruby complaining before Jaune followed her out, closing the door behind them.

"You not staying?"

Ruby asked as Jaune followed her down the stairs.

"Absolutely not, I need three business days to recover from tonight."

Ruby laughed, shaking her head.

"I do not even want to know the basics. I can only imagine with the state she's in. But thanks for getting her home."

"No problem. I'd do it anyway, but also I don't want Winter to be mad at me."

He heard Ruby laughing more as she waved him off. As Jaune prepared to head home and collapse in an undignified heap in his own bed, he wondered what sort of wild adventures could possibly come next.

-RWBY-

Hope y'all enjoyed this update!

I've marked this as complete as there's no specific future in mind yet, but who knows!