It didn't take long for everyone to figure out that something had gone down. It was expected, of course. Even without saying anything, even if they hadn't noticed them go out, even if – well, everything had been done completely under the radar which it hadn't been, there was no getting around the fact that they could smell Pyrrha all over him, and smell him all over Pyrrha.

It was inevitable. It was unavoidable.

Jaune saw the surprise in their expressions, and something else – something that would have eluded him, just a few days ago. Envy. It made him feel funny, knowing he was the object of desire for several beautiful women and they were feeling jealous.

But that wasn't the only reason they knew something had happened.

"In the heart of Vale, four time Mistral region fighting champion Pyrrha Nikos was spotted enjoying a night out with an unknown man, sparking intrigue and speculation among fans and media alike," Blake read aloud from her scroll. They were all seated for breakfast in the dining hall, Jaune wanting to sink into the ground as dozens of eyes zeroed in on him from all corners of the room. Pyrrha was equal parts smug and embarrassed, her cheeks flared with blood.

They should have seen her expression when they'd woken up. She'd been so mortified by the welts she left all across his body that she'd locked herself in the bathroom, and her face had turned so red that Jaune had been worried her nose would start bleeding uncontrollably.

It had taken him almost an hour to get her to open the door, and another half an hour to convince her that he was fine, she hadn't hurt him, and had capped it off with a kiss so passionate that she'd nearly mauled him again.

"The duo was seen leaving a restaurant in West Vale, where they reportedly shared laughs and seemed to be having a great time."

"Oh, they were definitely having more than a great time," Yang scoffed, equal parts amused and frustrated. Lilac eyes glared at him, though they contained little true heat.

Blake continued, "Nikos exuded her signature blend of elegance and casual cool while rocking a casual ensemble. The mystery man, whose identity remains undisclosed, matched her vibe with a relaxed yet fashionable look, keeping a low profile as they made their way through the bustling streets."

"Signature blend of elegance and casual cool," Weiss repeated sardonically. "Very funny."

"Witnesses reported that the two appeared to be engrossed in conversation, clearly enjoying each other's company. While Pyrrha has often kept her personal life under wraps, this sighting has fans buzzing with curiosity. Is it a new romance, a friendly outing, or simply a chance encounter?"

Nora laughed. "There was nothing chance about it~!"

"Nora," Jaune groaned.

"As the night unfolded, the pair made their way to a nearby ice cream store for dessert, further fueling speculation about their connection. With Nikos' reclusive nature and absent relationships in the past, many are left wondering what this mysterious night signifies."

"Busted~!" Ruby giggled.

"While the Huntress-in-training is known for her incredible talent and charming personality, her private life remains largely out of the spotlight. This recent sighting only adds to the allure of one of Remnant's most beloved stars, leaving fans eagerly awaiting more details about her potential new companion."

There was a long pause and then Blake set her scroll down, looking entirely too pleased with herself for Jaune's liking. Amber eyes crinkled as she smiled, looking like the cat that caught the canary.

"So," Yang filled the silence, crossing her arms across her impressive bust. "What's the deal?"

Despite the good cheer exhibited, there was a very real tension in the air. Jaune felt his skin prickle as Li, Nora and Pyrrha exchanged looks.

"Pyrrha needed help with her heat," as always, it was Nora that said what needed to be said. "And soooo… we thought that Jaune could give her a hand with it."

"I think he gave her more than a hand," Weiss said shrewdly, ears ramrod straight atop her head. She stared at Pyrrha and Pyrrha stared right back at her. "Much more than a hand."

Green eyes narrowed a fraction. "And?"

Slender shoulders rose in a shrug. "Just an observation."

"And you're fine with that," Yang stated, more interested in Nora and Li. "Jaune can just… help a girl out, and you're cool?"

"Not just any girl," Li reminded her, her face the very picture of poise. "It was Pyrrha."

Ruby looked like she wanted to say something but managed to hold it in, rocking back and forth. For that, Jaune was thankful because he had a pretty good idea on what she wanted to say. Blake was also silent, though unlike Ruby she appeared content to bask in the moment. Her long, black tail was swishing behind her back; was she a cat or a dog?

"Right," Yang frowned. "So you're all… what? Dating now?"

"Yep," Nora said instantly.

Were they all dating now? It wasn't that Jaune minded, it was just that they hadn't really had a proper conversation about what all of this meant. He helped her with heat, had sex with her, fucked her until his cock was red raw and his balls felt like they were going to rupture from being drained so vigorously, but were they in a proper relationship now? Her moans and cries of ecstasy echoed in his mind, her peerless body stretched out under him as he railed her with an animalistic need. His back ached from her nails carving across his skin, and everywhere she bit him had purpled and bloomed into impressive bruises. Pyrrha had asked him not to use his aura to get rid of them, and he had decided to humor her since they didn't hurt that much but every shift of his body reminded him of her passion. It was distracting.

Jaune shook his head. Now wasn't the time to be living in the previous night's glory.

Pyrrha also appeared surprised by Nora's words but not unhappy, unable to keep the blinding smile off her face.

Li nodded. "We've decided that Pyrrha may join us, if she wishes. If Jaune is okay with that, of course."

"Uh," he said as everyone swiveled to look at him. "I mean, yeah."

He would rather it, in fact. Jaune just didn't want to be some convenient cock for her to use whenever she got horny, especially when he knew how she felt. He wanted to be that convenient cock and her man, and for Pyrrha to be his woman.

Maybe it was weird to have such a traditional mindset when he was far from in a traditional relationship but he couldn't help it. He wouldn't want Pyrrha to fall in love with someone else and go to them for relief. The thought made him feel incredibly jealous of this imaginary person.

"There you have it," Nora slapped the table with a loud thwack.

Li began eating her breakfast as if the conversation was over, Nora following her example. When it appeared no one else was going to talk, Jaune began eating his eggs and toast. Yang was looking between all four of them, a very unusual expression on her face. Bewildered, almost – but hopeful, maybe? Her eyes lingered on him, and Jaune met her eyes. Since the incident with Sky, she'd have looked away. This time, she didn't.

It was Jaune that broke eye contact, reaching for the salt and pepper. Blake began humming happily as she attacked her fish. Ruby carefully poured milk on to her cereal before digging in, smiling around her spoon.

Weiss was still staring a hole through Pyrrha.

Jaune remembered her worry, the concern she showed for Pyrrha before he went up to confront his partner on the roof. He didn't think she was angry, though maybe vexed – if she did have feelings for him, then it was understandable. Pyrrha was the one girl who Weiss never wanted to lose to or back down from, and while this wasn't a competition, it would sting anyone to know your… rival? Childhood friend? Whatever they were to each other – that they 'beat you to the punch', so it speak.

It didn't help that Pyrrha was looking a little smug about it.

"Hnn – so that's all it took to see that expression on your face," Weiss said, smirking suddenly. "You were sexually frustrated and repressed this whole time. Poor girl."

Pyrrha scowled. "You're one to talk."

"Weiss," Ruby nudged her partner. "Don't be mean."

"I'm not being mean, I'm just making small talk," Weiss replied haughtily. "I am pleased to see her in such high spirits. All this time, she could have simply taken a man and made things much easier on herself."

"I'm not some slut," Pyrrha said heatedly, baring her fangs. "I'll leave such activities to you."

"I suppose you aren't," Weiss eyed Jaune up and down, and he sat up straighter on instinct. "He isn't just any man. It took an impressive specimen to catch your eye."

Nora nodded. "Yep. Isn't he the bestest?"

Yang huffed. "I guess he isn't so bad," her lips pursed. "He could do with stinking a little less."

Jaune had showered and scrubbed himself down vigorously, so she could only mean the stench of Pyrrha on him. He couldn't really help that.

The rest of the meal went by like this, everyone trading little barbs. It wasn't quite passive aggressive, but it was somewhere along those lines. Nora was having a lot of fun, adding her two lien every so often to goad them into a reaction while Li simply observed with an amused air. Jaune was just finishing off his food when he felt something touch his leg.

It wasn't Li, who was seated right beside him. Both of her hands were in view, and it was touching the leg furthest from her. There was no way she could curl her foot around without his other leg feeling it. No, it was coming from the other side of the table.

As soon as he thought it, he knew who it was. Blake stared at him with hooded eyes, her mouth quirked into a half-smile. Her tail which had been so active just minutes before was now absent, and Jaune had a pretty good idea where it was.

The long, slender appendage curled around his calf loosely. Her black ears flicked back and forth, and those eyes darkened, resembling molten honey. Jaune looked away and saw that Li had noticed the expression on Blake's face. His girlfriend smiled.

...there was something afoot, but he didn't know what.

After breakfast, Jaune decided to go for a walk. It was a nice day and after the previous night, he just wanted to find a nice spot and lay down in the sun, soak up some rays and maybe doze off. He'd slept like a log, he'd been so exhausted but he'd only received a half-night's sleep. They'd wanted to get back to Beacon bright and early.

Whispers followed him everywhere he went, though. By now, if they hadn't smelt Pyrrha on him, they'd read the article online and knew. His classmates watched him, some of them intrigued, curious – while some of them appeared none too happy. It wasn't a surprise. Pyrrha was very popular, and many guys no doubt desired her company.

He'd probably wrecked a few dreams unwittingly.

"Ohoho, the man of the hour," a familiar voice called out to him, and turning, he saw Coco approaching. He half expected Velvet to be by her side but no, the leader of Team CFVY was alone. The mink faunus sauntered up to him, a shit eating grin on her lips. "You sure know how to make waves, don'tcha?"

"Hey Coco," he greeted her.

She snickered. "Jaune," she sniffed the air, her grin becoming deeper. "Wow – potent stuff. You're like a beacon."

Get it? He was like a beacon, attending Beacon? Haha… Coco had jokes as bad as Yang, sometimes.

"Aha," he laughed awkwardly. "Sorry. I can't… help it?"

"That's one way to put it," the fashionable girl tilted her head, her glasses perched on the end of her nose as she eyed him up with her chocolate brown eyes. "Hmm. You know, even though I'm into girls, I can see the appeal."

"Uh – thanks," that was a pretty big compliment, right?

"You're snatching up quite the collection, leave some for the rest of us," she joked, pushing her glasses up. "Though I can't blame you. I'd have them all if I could."

Jaune had heard that Coco was quite the womanizer. He hadn't ever really seen it in action, though.

"Oh look," she suddenly perked up. "A certain kitty is on the prowl."

"What?"

Looking around, it took Jaune a few seconds to spot her. Blake was lurking behind one of the pillars lining the path, her head peeking out to look before darting away to hide when she noticed him looking her way. He felt the hair on his neck raise.

Was she stalking him?

"Looks like you're being hunted, so I'll take that as my cue to scram," she laughed. "Don't look so nervous. I'm sure she won't bite too hard. Cya around, Jaune. Say hi to Pyrrha for me, will you?"

"Uh, yeah, of course. Later," he waved lamely as Coco left. He could feel Blake's eyes burning his back.

Jaune continued walking and the sensation persisted. Every so often, he would stop to subtly look around, trying to see where she was. He wasn't always successful but when he did spot her, it confirmed to him that she was still following.

Almost like a stray cat who was looking for a new home. Or maybe she was just looking for a private spot before making her move. The instant Jaune found somewhere to sit down and relax, a grassy knoll hidden by trees but with a nice view of much of the school grounds, she pounced.

"Oof," Jaune grunted as a body slammed into his back, soft, womanly. "Hey Blake."

"Jaune," she whispered in his ear, making him shiver. "What are you doing?"

"I'm sitting," he replied, as evenly as he could when having a beautiful girl draped over him. Blake's hands curled around his front and settled on his chest, pressing her body against his back firmly. He could feel her breasts under her shirt, squashed against him. "What are you doing?"

"Hmm, I'm bored," her voice sounded a little different than usual. Blake tried to appear stoic at times but in truth, she was a very emotional girl. She tended to keep her voice quite level, though, measured. Right now, it sounded airy almost – breathless. "Play with me?"

That was a line he'd expect from Ruby, not Blake.

Jaune stiffened as she leaned over his shoulder, pressing her smooth cheek to his. She nuzzled him, and Jaune felt a deep rumble pass through him, coming from her, moments before he heard it.

Blake was purring.

"Mmm, you smell good," she said softly, rubbing her cheek against him harder. "Do you know that?"

"Uh, thanks," he replied automatically. "You smell good too."

She did; hints of vanilla and lavender, and of girl. Girl always smelt good. It was one of his favorite scents. Blake giggled, turning her head slightly so her nose nudged him.

"Not as good as you," her voice may as well have been dripping with honey, it sounded so sweet. Jaune swallowed. "You have no idea, do you?"

"I guess not," he tried to play it cool but Jaune was sure she could hear his heart pounding in his chest, it was that loud. He tried to focus. "Are you feeling… okay?"

"Mhm," she nodded, shuffling around to his side. Blake was wearing a skirt today; a high waisted, pleated black skirt that highlighted her narrow waist, four gold buttons adorning the front. It was of longer length, reaching her knees, but because of the way she was kneeling, her butt resting on her feet, it was riding up, showing off the creamy expanse of her thighs. Her white blouse was tight, showing off the contours of her torso; how trim her belly was, the impressive size of her bust. She wasn't as big as Nora, Pyrrha and Yang, but she was very healthy in the chest department. Her long, black hair shimmered in the sunlight, combed to a fine gloss. "I've never felt better."

She hugged his arm and it slotted between her tits perfectly. All Jaune could think of was how soft they felt, and how perky they appeared to be, and how warm Blake was.

"Are you on heat?"

She pouted. "You shouldn't ask a girl that, you know?"

Jaune blinked. "O-Oh?" Wait, had he just asked something incredibly rude? He'd been so thrown off by everything the last few weeks, had he lost sight of social norms? Everyone else had spoken of their heat so plainly and honestly, but maybe that wasn't how things were normally done? "Sorry, I didn't mean – I was just, you know," curious or worried? "I'll shut up now."

Blake laughed, her pretty face becoming prettier as she smiled widely, her eyes crinkling. "I'm just kidding. I'm not on my heat, no," she shook her head, and her hair swished alluringly. "I won't be on my heat for a little while yet."

Right. Because she'd just gone through it recently. It was different for everyone but bouncing back into it in a couple of weeks seemed a little fast.

So why was she pressing herself into him, then?

Almost as if she could read his thoughts, she answered, "I'm just happy, that's all. So happy."

"Oh."

Blake hugged his arm tighter, moving her body side to side. "Jaune… I have a confession to make."

Was she actually…!? Jaune felt a little unprepared, even though he was pretty sure about what she was going to say. The cat was already out of the bag, so to speak – Blake just didn't know it. Nevertheless, it was no less nerve wracking knowing when a gorgeous girl was about to confess her feelings for you.

"What – uh," he cleared his throat. "What do you want to confess?"

One arm uncurled from around his own, her soft hand cupping his cheek and turning his face towards her. This close, he could make out the patterns in her iris, the multi-hued ring of gold. Her lips were very attractive, especially up close; the top one was thinner, the curve of the lower plump and inviting. Colored a soft pink, they were glossy with lip balm.

"You might not know this," her eyes fluttered shyly. "But I really like you."

Oh, he knew. Apparently they all really liked him.

"Like – really, really like you," she pressed. "Mmm, I find it so hard to control myself around you when I'm on my heat. Even without it, sometimes I just want to kiss you."

Her fingers ghosted down along his jaw and then over his lips, touching his mouth.

"But you already had a girlfriend," she lamented. "Two girlfriends – I was too slow."

Suddenly her tail curled around her body, up his arm, loosely wrapping around his forearm. The fur felt impossibly soft, different to Pyrrha's; it had less fur, sleek, thin, but felt just as lovely on his skin.

"But Li was so nice to me," she admitted softly, leaning in. Jaune didn't move, letting her press her forehead against his. "She understood. She told me to wait, that – that some day, I could have my turn."

Yeah, he should have known that Li had been cooking something up. He recalled during Blake's heat, how Li had talked her down with a few hidden words. And then he remembered his sparring match with Blake, managing to outwit the agile girl and taking advantage of her fight pattern, pinning her down.

It had triggered Li's heat – but now he was beginning to realize that maybe it wasn't just because he'd put in a good showing. Maybe it had something to do with him pinning another woman down, as if he were moments from mounting her.

Jaune was pretty sure Li had a thing for watching him fuck other people. The way she acted whenever Nora joined them, and they had sex together placed the idea in his mind but now thinking about it, it was making more sense.

It was why she was so gung-ho about helping out Pyrrha. She probably wanted to watch him fuck her, at some point.

And he wouldn't deny her. That sounded… really hot.

"She said that, huh?"

She nodded, their noses touching. "Mhm~! She did. It made me really happy, Jaune – but also scared."

"Scared?"

She leaned back. Jaune could see the want on her face, and dare he say it – the love. She was smitten with him and it wasn't just her biology telling her to mate with a desirable male. It was more than that.

"I was scared – because I didn't know how you felt."

How did he feel?

He thought Blake was an incredible girl. She was smart, funny with a dry sense of humor, incredibly talented as a fighter and did he mention pretty? Because she was. There was something about the shape of her eyes and that golden hue that could instantly capture his attention, pin him down, and cause his heart to skip.

She was also incredibly cute.

Was there a difference between being cute and being pretty? Jaune thought so. Being cute was more than just looks. It was how a person acted in certain situations. Ruby held an innocent cuteness; those wide silver eyes, her short stature and petite build, her high voice, it all added to the package. With Blake, it was about how her eyes would light up when a fish was set in front of her, how she would get worked up about her favorite book series being called smut when she considered it art, and yeah, even how she'd roll around on her bed when Yang decided to snipe her with some catnip.

It hit hard with Blake because she presented such an elegant, cold first impression. When Jaune first met her, he'd thought she was standoffish and not interested in being friends. He later found out that Blake was simply reserved around strangers, and it took some time for her to open up and be herself. When that happened? There was a warm girl underneath, a passionate girl – though perhaps the things she was passionate about were questionable.

But she was also passionate about history, and in particular – human history. It was what originally got them talking, their first real conversation evolving from an assignment that Oobleck had set for them. It was during this conversation that Jaune found out that her mother and father were founders of the White Fang; a charity organization that helped those less fortunate, and were also heavily involved in the preservation of historical artifacts.

Many of which belonged to the human kingdoms of old.

They'd spent more than a few afternoons just talking about the sorts of objects her parents had worked on, about the types of places she got to visit when she was a child. It was a happy childhood but one spent on the road, and so many of her friends had been children of other White Fang members.

Some of whom were human.

Perhaps it was then that Jaune discovered his attraction for her but he was already in his relationship by then. It was easily shunted aside because he was taken, and it wasn't like Blake liked him back anyway.

Well – he'd been wrong, as he just recently found out.

Looking back on things, maybe there had been a hint but Jaune was too dense to see it. Whatever the case may be, they were in the here and now, and things were changing. Li and Nora had made sure of that.

"I think you're amazing," he replied honestly. "Blake, any guy would be lucky to have someone like you."

Her kitty ears perked up, her tail curling tighter.

"Tell me more."

Jaune arched an eyebrow. "More?"

"Why am I amazing? Why would any guy be lucky to have me?"

It was a little embarrassing to be put on the spot like this but since she asked, "I love how passionate you are about the things you like. Even if it embarrasses you. I love how silly you are sometimes. I love how you genuinely care about other people, especially those worse off than you are. You're funny, and kind, and you'll be an amazing Huntress when we graduate."

With every compliment he piled on her, she leaned further in until Jaune was sure she was about to kiss him. Her body shook, her hands trembling as they grabbed at his shirt.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"You're beautiful," he said softly. "Your eyes are breathtaking. You have such nice skin. Your hair is so soft," he threaded his fingers through it, her silken tresses passing across his hand like parted water. "Your ears are cute. I want to touch them sometimes but it feels rude to ask, so I don't."

"You can touch them," she practically purred. "Anytime you want."

Reaching up, he caressed them gently and she shuddered, falling limp against him. When his fingers began scratching at the base of each ear, she began thrashing.

"Ahhn~!" she cried softly, hands fisting harder. Jaune paused.

"Was that too much?"

She shook her head, panting. "Mm, no – it's just intense."

Her voice was smokey, filled with heat. When he flexed his fingers again, she squirmed.

"Nnngh – yes, Jaune, that fe-eeeels so goooood," she whined. Her hot breath gusted across his neck, and even though Pyrrha had thoroughly wrung his balls dry, Jaune felt his tired cock begin to swell. "Ohmigawd, Jaune~!"

Her shapely tits rubbed against his chest, enticing. Jaune scratched at them harder and her cries devolved into babbling, Blake abandoning all sense as she twisted and turned, rubbing her body all over him. Her tail stiffened, pointing straight out and on a whim, he reached out and touched it.

"Ahhn~!" she squealed and Jaune hastily retracted his hand as Blake's body straightened out.

"Are you okay?" he asked, worried.

"Not both," she mewled, slurring her words. "Not – both at the same – mmh, time. Too much. Too much."

Don't touch her tail and ears at the same time, got it. At this point, his cock felt like steel between his legs, and it didn't take Blake long to notice as it poked her side.

"Mm, did I make it hard?" she asked excitedly, wiggling against it.

"Uh – yeah," he answered. There was no point in lying about it.

"It likes me."

"It does."

She then sighed. "I – Jaune, Li – she said that… we could…"

Jaune didn't doubt it.

"But… I want to wait."

That was a surprise.

"You do?"

She nodded. "Mhm – I want to wait for my heat to come back. I want – I want to feel it inside me when my body is begging for – to be mated. I want to feel what Li and Nora felt, what Pyrrha got to experience last night. Sex is meant to feel so much better when you're in heat."

They were really talking about this.

"And you don't mind that I'm with… others?" he asked cautiously.

She shook her head, cheeks red. "I – I don't. I know you're a good guy, Jaune. I know this isn't just cheap sex for you."

It could never be – not with them.

"So – we wait?"

She snuggled against him. "We wait."

What even was his life right now? He was the luckiest man in the world, truly.

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